DEER HUNTING LORETTA
by DANTE



Loretta was really enjoying the raunchy house party, because everything about it was so mature. Having just turned fifteen she was by far the youngest girl there, of the guests, anyway, and when her blind date Ralph had to leave early, the host, a really rich guy who owned the house, talked her into staying, telling her that some of his musician friends were dropping over after their dance job to entertain them.

She didn't feel any particular attachment to this guy Ralph anyway, because he was a blind date, and had acted like such a nerd all evening, so when he told her he had to get up early the next morning, and pulled this just when the party was warming up, she was glad to see him go.

She had never seen so many ladies with big tits, wearing such expensive gowns. The party was so sexy, with men in tuxes and beautiful women in expensive revealing gowns, and there were even three teenage topless waitresses with really big tits, who were outrageously sexy.

They wore only open lace panties, that only partly covered the most important part, their actual slit, but showed the trimmed hair of their little pubic bushes above the waistband. That was a crazy thing to call it, because these panties were slung so low they didn’t entirely cover the girls’ clit hoods.

They thought they were so cool, because they had on provocative black garter belts, black nylons and red sexy high heel shoes. Most of these waitresses were a couple of years older than Loretta, and they all acted very mature. They had excellent figures, with full round breasts, and they weren't ashamed to have them bare, with everybody staring at them. They also didn’t seem to mind people being able to see the top of their cunts above the tiny abbreviated panties.

The waitresses were really blatant in their outrageous exhibition of their big tits, and they all had large gold rings pierced through their nipples. They were extremely sultry, and Loretta couldn't take her eyes off those daring nipple rings. The party was so mature that the sexy topless waitresses even gave her champagne, without asking her for I.D. This entire thing was totally adult. Loretta felt completely accepted here.

She'd really found the wealthy host, who's name was Rich, to be a much more interesting guy than her blind date Ralph, because besides owning such a beautiful house, he was very handsome and was in control, and he also didn't seem to have a date. She didn't even know how she'd got to be paired up with this dink Ralph in the first place, or what his connection was with this luscious hunk that owned the house.

She got close to him a couple of times, listening to others talking to him, and she found out his name named Rich. She'd got into this when she got a call from someone who said he'd gone to school with her, in grade six. The name she remembered, but the voice had really changed. Ralph didn't look the least bit familiar, and he was much to old to have been in grade six with her, but that was three years ago. He had been an "in" to this really sexy party, and that was all that mattered.

When he met her at Wendy's after she finished work, he was driving a big sports car and was a flashy dresser, and although he was already more than twenty, he had lots of money, so she'd gone to the house party with him, just for the kicks. She had brought from home a bag with a pretty dress, fresh pantihose and panties and some nice shoes.

She had brought them to work with her, so her parents wouldn't see who she was going out with. It was none of their business, anyway. Ralph let her change out of her Wendy's uniform in his car. The guy stood outside the car but had peeked as she changed, and she had given him a couple of thrills, flashing her ass and her titties at him to make it worth his while.

She figured that if he turned out to be cool, she might even let him make it with her afterwards. He told her she had the best tan of anyone there, because she took good care of herself, not like the other pale skinned ladies. Then he disappointed her, because he was so square, and he turned out to be such a bore at the party that she was glad to see the end of the prick when he left.

Soon after Ralph was gone the musicians arrived, and they carried their instruments downstairs into the basement rec-room. She loved bands, and these guys were so cool she wanted to help them, but she thought that would be too much like a groupie, so she just watched them. When they were set up and started to play, she watched them for a while, but everyone else was still upstairs, so she went back up there.

Rich had begun paying special attention to Loretta as soon as Ralph had gone, and about twenty minutes after the musicians started playing, he invited her to joint the others in the large fully developed basement of the beautiful and extravagantly furnished home. It was already after midnight, but she sometimes worked late at Wendy's if somebody didn't show up, and what her stupid parents didn't know wouldn't hurt them.

This was too much fun to leave now. There were folding chairs set out on a semicircle, and people were taking their places, so she took a seat beside Rich and settled into it. The room was bigger than she thought possible in the basement, and the ceiling was quite a bit higher than in her parent's basement. It was more like what she would expect to see in a store.

Once she was seated, she noticed that the area the seats faced was raised two steps high, and had a rough beam floor, like a temporary stage. The back wall was curtained, with different colored curtains covering doors at the back of the stage. There were some fixtures, like big wood beam posts standing up from the floor, and a few chains dangled from the ceiling.

She decided it sort of reminded her of a dungeon in a horror movie. This was really exciting, and she was eager for things to get started, but she had no idea what to expect. The people in the room were all so cool! Maybe they would have some B&D or something equally naughty.

The band she had watched as they had set up were now playing beside the stage, so she knew that they weren't what everybody was there to see. They played only golden oldies, from at least three years ago, and no original stuff, so they weren't too interesting anyway.

The three topless teenage serving girls had also come downstairs now that everyone else was downstairs, and Loretta was surprised but not shocked to see that they had taken off the scant little panties they had been wearing. She thought it was exciting to see them shamelessly revealing their neatly trimmed vaginas, with their curled and moist inner sex lips painted and showing. She had been to clubs where the waitresses were topless, but only the dancers on stage showed their cunts.

These girls were just waitresses, not entertainers, but they were letting it all show. This was really adult. What did shock her was something she had never even thought of before. In addition to their nipples, each of the naked young waitresses also had a heavy ring piercing one of her inner cunt lips, pulling it out. These girls were real punk. She had sort of hoped deep inside that the party might get dirty, and sure enough, it was starting to happen.

This was so mature it was scary. She loved it. These three pretty but impudent teenage girls now wore only their high heeled shoes, nylons and garter belts, and the cute little collars and bow ties around their necks. Their genitals were bare naked. These bold young naked waitresses were really cool, and very daring, with their pierced titties and pussies completely public.

Several of the guests openly fondled the three cheeky girls, feeling their ringed breasts, or running their hands through the naked crotches, and some of the men even thrust their fingers right up into the neatly trimmed tender vaginas as they were being served. She was so excited as she wondered if she would have the nerve to fondle the girls exposed sex organs. When the chance came, she was too shy, and she blushed furiously as she turned away in embarrassment.

The girls didn't care, and soon their dripping aroused pussies were gaping from the intimate attention they were receiving. Their pierced nipples were erect, and their flared sex lips and erect clits swelling out in clear arousal. They were having a ball. Loretta was very impressed at their open boldness. These sexy chics had obviously left home already, and probably had their own places and cars and everything.

She felt very young all at once, just working at stupid Wendy's, and still living at home where her Mom and Dad could boss her around. When everyone was finally seated, the lights were dimmed, and spotlights in the ceiling lit the area that everyone was facing. It was like a very low stage, only inches high.

A master of ceremonies wearing a top hat, tails and knee length boots introduce each of the acts, and later on he even took part as well. What followed was a very filthy and violent sex show, particularly the shockingly violent part. It started out as a pain and total control act, and then got much more serious.

At first what was done shocked Loretta, but they made it really exciting, and once she saw that everyone else was enjoying it, she became used to watching the dirty and pitiless things that happened. It was a real rush watching the sexual violence and merciless organized brutality to women taking place on the stage, in the company of all these adults.

All of the violence was directed entirely at the good-looking female participants. Everything she saw was new to her, and even when there was more hurting than sex, Loretta was soon enjoying the punishing abuse and raw sex the very attractive females in the show were experiencing.

She had been the recipient of cruel sexual punishment from her father since she was a little girl, and she knew the kind of suffering that was often expected of women. She had just never thought of it as entertainment before. The whole concept was new and exciting to her.

Although she closed her eyes and shivered with some of the things they were doing to the beautiful female subjects, she was very excited to be allowed to sit with all of these mature people and join them in the full enjoyment of their kind of outrageous sex entertainment.

It started with a pair of older guys who must have been almost twenty, who thrilled everybody as they seductively stripped naked, revealing their well tanned muscular bodies. Featured were the rigid up-curving erections of their uncut dongs. This was going to be a real sex show! These muscle beach boys were both real hunks, and Loretta was looking forward to the rest of the show.

They went to a curtain over a door at the back wall, and brought forward an attractive bright looking woman in a neat business suit with a skirt that stopped just above her knees, and with a tight fit around her pretty ass. From her haughty attitude it was clear she was not there by choice.

She looked at the naked young men holding her and the sitting people in the audience with shock and horror. One of the naked beach boys held her while the other clamped a steel collar around her neck, pulling her hair back while he locked it in place. She started deriding and then swearing at them, but they didn't pay any attention to them.

Her jacket, skirt and frilly silk blouse were removed, and her slip was taken off her. Everyone was impressed at her excellent figure as she was turned to face the audience. She was a marvelous creature. Next her brazier was removed, revealing her magnificent breasts.

She really yelled when they took off her bra. Finally her lace panties were slid down over her gorgeous legs in their sleek nylons, and she was forced to step out of them. She was allowed to keep on her garter belt, brown hose and light brown high heel shoes. Steel cuffs were attached to her wrists, her arms were spread, and she was chained to a pair of wide spread posts.

A chain from the ceiling was attached to her collar to hold her head up, and one of the men took a big artificial rubber penis, and amazingly thrust it right down her throat. This was the first time Loretta had ever seen a woman gagged. She couldn’t believe they would do this to a woman. It was exciting.

Then the two young men started slapping the attractive business woman around, making her big tits bob, and they stopped using their open hands and began punching her big tits and her back above the kidneys when she tried vainly to kick them in the nuts. Loretta was impressed at the merciless public beating. Next they went to work raping the beautiful woman. They began with her anus.

One of them stood behind her, and rubbed a gob of grease on her rectum. Then the other began tugging at her pubic hair, bothering her cunt until in defence she thrust her hips back, and in an instant the young man behind her thrust his penis deep into her beautiful exposed asshole. She pulled her gorgeous pale hips forward in revulsion, and the man behind her expecting this reaction, moved with her.

Without the luxury of lubrication, the man in front thrust quickly up into her ripe vagina as she presented it to him, so that she was suddenly being violently double fucked. Loretta squealed a high screech of delight at the outrageously brutal sex act, and everyone laughed.

Properly staged, a violent gang rape made excellent entertainment. The athletic young studs lifted their legs and wrapped them around the gorgeous spread and bent legs of the chained businesswoman, and performed acrobatic sex with her while her legs in the dark hose and high heels had to carry the weight of the three of them. The sight of the erotic trio was remarkable.

Loretta had never seen real sex before, although the boys at school liked to shock the girls by showing them the dirty pictures of fucking in their magazines, and she was impressed atthe power the men put into thrusting into the woman. She had not realized the potential of a lady's bum as a place to make love, and she was sure it hurt a lot.

Most of all, she was impressed at the total control the two teenage males had in this brutal sex act. Her Dad was boss at their house, and he beat her Mother when she got out of line, or made something for dinner he didn't like. Her Mom also got fucked a lot, but although she had heard it she had never seen them do it. Because of her upbringing in a house were brutality was the norm, it was not strange for her to see men applying brutal violence to a woman.

For her it would be different when she got married, but she understood that regular violent beatings were a normal way to control a woman. These tough guys had the beautiful woman in their total control, and were entertaining the excited audience by radically abusing her gorgeous body with wild abandon.

Loretta had often seen her Dad punch her mother in the stomach, or drive his big hard fists into the woman's big breasts, but she had always been horrified, not entertained, as she was now with all these grown up people. It was just like going to a horror film, except there was no popcorn, and the action on the stage was not faked.

For these people the horror was a kick, and Loretta was starting to get into it. She well knew from experience that men were always supposed to be in charge, and everybody knew that women always had to know their place. This tough business woman was learning her lesson real good, and it was sort of fun being part of it, watching along with all these grown up people.

The woman moaned through her dildo gag in anguish as the two naked young men suddenly doubled their pumping action into her holes, and Loretta realized that they were reaching orgasm, and were ejaculating their sperm into her colon and vagina, tossing their heads back and grunting in short desperate breaths. This was really exciting.

The big muscular beach boys pulled their stout rigid pricks out of the bound lady, and both of the stiff shafts were still dribbling white semen from the uncircumcised ends. One of them battered her big breasts with slaps and punches as the other got hold of a pair of huge artificial plastic pricks.

She moaned in misery as they thrust the two enormous dildos up into her anus and vagina, and then left her chained to the posts, cum dribbling from her twin stuffed fuck holes, in a position where she could watch the rest of the bizarre violent sex show, to complete her education.

The next act was performed right in front of the strung up woman, and was even more violent. Loretta was somewhat concerned about the harm being done to the young female participants, and she asked Rich about it. She was assured by her wealthy host that it was all an act, although she could not understand how that could be true. What she was seeing was very real, she was sure of it.

A lovely twelve year old girl with her brown hair pulled back into a long bobbing pony tail was brought onto the stage by the master of ceremonies, and the boys who had raped the business woman stripped the girl down to her panties. The girl had almost no tan, compared to Loretta's richly tanned hide, and she showed just the beginning of cones that pushed her nipples slightly forward.

She was strung up with ropes, as the business woman was, and the master of ceremonies viciously whipped her. Loretta was convinced her screams were real. Next her panties were pulled off, and she had her lean legs spread. She had a puffy pubic mound, on which she had not yet developed any sign of pubic hair.

Her naked pussy was whipped as hard as her back and buttocks had been. The extraordinary abuse caused the young cunt to spread open, its clitoral hood bulging, and fresh angry red welts grew on her pubic mound until they bled, as did those on her back and buttocks.

Loretta wondered how Rich could possibly say that this was faked, but she didn't press the matter, because she was afraid he might make her leave. After all, this was his party. She was surprised at her own response. Although there was no sex or fucking or anything this time, she was sexually aroused by the brutality to the girl, as were the people seated around her.

When the lovely whimpering twelve year old was finally released and taken sobbing into the room behind the curtain, a beautiful fifteen year old girl with gorgeous long blonde hair was brought out onto the stage by the husky boys. The girl was stripped naked, revealing her big soft tits, and she had her hands chained together behind a stout post, which held her firmly in place. Even her tan wasn't as rich as Loretta's.

"Where did they take the other girl?" Loretta asked Rich, concerned about her whip wounds.

"She is being cleaned up in the back," he said. "After the show, the guests are welcome to go back and have sex with any of the girls we use. Don't worry about it, although they don't have any choice in their punishment tonight, they will be well paid for their abuse. Also, they have no idea where they are. This is like a living nightmare for them. We really enjoy it."

Loretta hadn't thought about payment, but it seemed a good way to make sure the girls didn't get stupid and tell later. After all, it was just sex. Then she thought with a shiver she had no way of knowing if Rich was telling her the truth, but she was his guest, and had to believe him.

Now the master of ceremonies took over on the stage, and the strung up girl had her bulbous titties tightly clamped, right at the base, with wooden clamps that were closed with big wing nuts. These were now fastened so tightly that her soft round breasts ballooned out severely. The muscles on Loretta's face tightened, and she squeezed her eyes closed as the beautiful girl squealed in agony. Those vicious clamps really hurt.

Then the show really got rough. They were going to really hurt her. One of the boys handed the master of ceremonies a box of four inch long steel needles. One by one these were thrust into her swollen boobs by the sadistic man, making the girl scream in horror. Loretta cringed, but Rich pointed out that the thick steel needles had been all carefully sterilized and specially sharpened first, so that they would slip right into her meat without doing much damage.

The shiny steel needles slid into her fresh tit meat like they were sliding into rubber, producing keen ear-splitting screams from the teenager. She was about Loretta's age, and the young guest identified more closely with this tormented girl's agony than she had with either of the others.

Rich assured her that the sharp needles wouldn't do the girl any permanent harm being thrust through the fatty female meat, and as more and more of the long pins were thrust through the screaming girl's tightly squeezed tits, it didn't get any worse, and Loretta found it was really sexy watching the pretty girl who was her age being totally dominated like that, and being painfully punished just for the fun of the people watching.

The man took his time with each pin, drawing the maximum terror response from the young girl with each impalement of her sensitive mammary flesh. The slow pace of the punishment allowed the audience to draw from each thrust the most subtle nuance of the teenager's agony. Finally he used two much larger pins, and inserted each straight into the tightly bulging breasts, driving them in through her swollen nipples.

Loretta realized that it was as much terror as pain that made the girl scream, which was proved when the man with the box of pins threatened to use the needles in her eyes if she kept it up. She took the threat seriously, and she only squealed and moaned with the movement of steel through flesh when he thrust the rest of the forty long pins through her fat titties.

Once again Loretta cringed in sympathetic response as a heavy alligator clamp was attached to the young blonde girl's well trimmed vagina, and the pain was so great that the beautiful teenager was unable to take a deep breath, and instead made short little squealing gasps. The brutal clamp had a weight attached by a short chain, and it squeezed her outer pubes together and pulled them severely downward. She threw her head back and writhed in agony at the coursing pain.

This was the kind of severe sexual punishment Loretta could appreciate, because her father had once clamped her little cunnie with strong wooden clothes pins when she was just six. He had done this to her because she had pee'd her panties at the dinner table when he had slapped her mother's face.

He had made little Loretta stand up on her chair, had pulled her wet panties down around her knees, and had clamped four of the wooden clothes pins with their strong springs painfully on her immature little sex organ, with her mother, her twin sister and her brothers helplessly watching.

In fact, her brothers, one older and one younger, had giggled at her squeals of distress, but her twin sister had been so disturbed that she had kept her eyes closed most of the time, and had piddled in her own panties. The only reason her sister Lorraine didn't get caught was that everyone thought they were smelling Loretta's accident.

Her Father had forced Loretta to stand there on the chair, whimpering in agony and holding up her dress so everyone could see what she was whimpering about, while the others finished their meal, and then ate desert. It was both excruciatingly painful, and totally humiliating, and she had never forgotten the incident nor forgiven her father for making her endure the severe punishment as a little girl.

Her deep tan was her way of confirming her lovely body. She knew what this pretty teenage girl was feeling, both from the sharp physical pain in her groin and from the extreme humiliation, standing naked and being sexually tortured in front of all of these strangers, and holding their undivided attention, unable to escape either the pain or the totally humiliating attention.

The master of ceremonies began driving another set of long steel pins into and through her tortured pubic mound. The beautiful teenager renewed her screaming, and as the torture continued without a rest, her throat was worn raw, and her screams reduced to a raspy crowing.

Soon there were more than forty of the four inch long pins driven into her tender young vagina and around her puckered anus. The girl sobbed uncontrollably as the process was reversed, and the master of ceremonies began pulling the long pins out of the pretty teenager's bulging tits.

He began thrusting them, dripping with her blood, into the tender meat of her squeezed, punctured and stretched pubic mound and vagina between those already in place. All forty of these thick four inch long shiny steel needles were pushed, one by one, deep into the tender tortured meat of her stretched little organ and rectum to their full length, until the bound girl's anus and vagina were completely jammed with the vicious torture toys.

Loretta somehow pictured her beautiful twin sister Lorraine, who's deep tan equalled her own, standing there, taking the pins into the flesh of her vagina and rectum, and she found this unexpected mental image so exciting and stimulating that she felt the urgent need to piss.

Loretta was always in the firing line for painful and humiliating sexual torture from her father in front of the rest of the family, and she found her promiscuous sister the most despicable creature she could imagine. The bitch had laughed when their father had stripped Loretta in front of the family.

He went much further, bending her over, pushed the handle of a flashlight into her little cunnie, and then had stuck the handle of a broom up into her tiny anus. She still went red with anger and humiliation whenever she thought of that incident, and she longed for the opportunity to see her twin sister get what she so richly deserved.

That bitch Lorraine had been such a wimp, and had taken advantage of her so often as they grew up that Loretta had learned to hate the slut. They were identical twins, and whenever Lorraine did something wrong, she was always able to twist things so that Loretta took the blame.

Now she felt she had to pee like a race horse, and she asked Rich which way to the lady's room. He told her how to find it. She slipped out of her chair, and moved toward the stairway, but looked back to catch an impression to take with her. She noticed that the girl's eyes had lost their gleam of spirit and resistance.

Now her eyes were hooded, any sense of hope had faded, and she was enduring this outrageous assault on her femininity with despair, knowing there was no escaping her fate. The tortured girl looked like she did not expect to survive this horrendous treatment. This was really serious stuff. It was all so outrageous Loretta did not want to miss an exciting moment.

Loretta finally gave in to the pressure in her bladder, went up the stairs, and down the hallway to the left, as Rich had said. As he had told her, there was a door with a photograph of a woman with her skirt raised, pissing into a champagne glass. She was impressed that Rich would have the nerve to openly display this gross and highly outrageous photograph. She went into the washroom, locked the door behind her, and lifting the skirt of her dress and sliding down her panties, she on sat the toilet.

As she started to tinkle, suddenly a panel of the wall behind her opened, and one of the naked beach boys from the show downstairs stood there. He came into the large bathroom, and reached for a bottle of Vaseline on the counter beside the sink. She got up from the toilet, pulled up her panties and pulled down her dress, and slapped his face. Ignoring her, he smeared a gob of the petroleum gelatin onto the end of his jutting penis, and then he grabbed her.

Unlike the careful undressing of the unwilling girls in the sex show going on in the basement, he grabbed the skirt of Loretta's dress and ripped it violently upward, destroying the expensive garment as he removed it. With equal brutality, he ripped off her panties by jerking them upward until they split, tearing them apart in the action and hurting her crotch as well.

The vicious tugging also tore her pantyhose, the only pair she owned, which he jerked down around her knees. Fortunately for her full young tits, she was not wearing a bra. Ralph had talked her out of wearing it when she had changed out of her uniform, convincing her that her beautiful firm tits looked better in the dress without extra support. She had agreed with him.

The burly boy bent her over and thrust two fingers into her cunt, and found it moist from her recent urination. He was surprised to discover that she was still a virgin. Not wanting to destroy her hymen, he spread her buttocks, and pressed the greased head of his penis against her tight anus.

Suddenly it was in, and with a rapid thrusting, he buried the long firm flesh organ to the hilt, so that she could feel the tight curls of his pubic hair against her buttocks. Loretta screamed at the merciless and painful invasion of her fundament, and the older boy moaned with pleasure as her tight rectum gripped desperately at the base of his stout rutting penis.

Now she knew the discomfort boys had given the beautiful businesswoman when they had stripped and publicly raped her rectum. The searing pain between her buttocks told her sex was more painful for females than she had guessed, at least when the male fucked them in their bottom.

She could tell that the boy thrusting powerfully into her tight and painfully stretched rectum was not the least interested in intimacy, but was instead using her as she believed females were intended to be used, for his own carnal pleasure, and to relieve himself inside her.

He was really using her body to masturbate himself. Loretta felt dirty and useless, which was exactly his intent. She was quickly learning the true if limited value of a woman. He was gripping her slender hips firmly with his powerful hands as he jerked his sex-swollen penis steadily into her severely packed colon with strong even strokes.

Suddenly both his powerful grip and his pace increased, and she could feel the jetting of hot spunk deep inside her stuffed intestines. Loretta felt the ripple of his long thick penis sliding against her rectum as he pulled out of her, and was shocked when he grabbed her hair and spun her around, then thrust her open mouth onto his prick, driving the cum-dribbling and shit-smeared sex organ deep into her throat.

With no choice in the matter, she cleaned her own fecal material from his penis until the organ was gleaming with her saliva. He thanked her by standing her up and slapping her well tanned round tits to make them bounce painfully, then he drove his fist into her belly, as she had seen her father do so often to her mother, and it hurt her more than she had imagined possible. Then he took her into the hidden passageway, which led down a steep and narrow set of stairs down to the basement.

They emerged in a room that was stark, and contained several wire dog cages. She knew that there was a dog at the back of the house, because she had heard the barking when she had arrived earlier in the evening. All of the cages in the basement room were empty, with their wire doors open.

The naked beach boy removed her remaining clothing, then opened one of the dog cages and thrust her into it, locked the cage door with a large padlock, and left. She was stunned at this sudden turn of events, and was just beginning to realize how dehumanizing it was.

The cage was much too small for even a young girl of her diminutive size to get into comfortably. It was only two feet high, twenty inches wide and three feet long. It must have been designed for a large dog, she thought, as she twisted around on the rough blanket on the floor of the cage in a vain attempt to get comfortable in the severely confined space.

She had not finished urinating upstairs when the beach boy had burst into the washroom, and now she felt a bowel movement coming as well. It was clear she was going to have to wait for both. Loretta found the best way to get comfortable was to curl up on her side like a dog.



Loretta had no idea how long she had been sleeping, but she was aching all over when the beach boys came into the room. They were dressed now, in jeans, t shirts and sneakers. They looked just as good dressed as they did naked. These guys were real hunks.

She tried desperately to cover her nakedness, but they ignored her. They threw a gray blanket over the cage, and then picked it up. She was taken up the stairs and out through a door into the back yard, where her cage was loaded into a van. As soon as the cage was in the van, they pulled the blanket off.

It was daylight, and she thought the sun was high, but from her cramped position on the floor of the van, she couldn't see anything couldn't tell for certain. What was certain was that her bladder was about to burst, and she also had a desperate need for a bowel movement.

"Please," she said, "I have to go to the bathroom."

"I know," said one of the boys, "and I want you to continue to experience that growing need. If you do it in your cage, I'm personally going to kill you with my bare hands." Before the sliding door of the van closed, her cage was opened, and she was given a bowl and spoon, a full box of sugar coated dry cereal and a quart of milk. Then the door slammed closed.

Hours later, the van was still sitting in the back yard, and the sun had moved around, so that the dark van was soon severely overheated. Loretta was perspiring so much that her blanket was damp, and she was in intense agony from abdominal cramps due to the growing pressure in both her packed bladder and her overstuffed colon.

The two young men finally came back and collected the empty cereal package and milk carton, and replaced them with another box of cereal and a second quart of cold milk. She was hungry, and couldn’t believe that was the only kind of food these mean guys were going to give her.

"I have to go to the bathroom" she whimpered, "Please!"

"If we don't take her, she'll do it in the cage, and we'll have to clean it up," one of the boys said to the other.

"Do you think she'll cooperate, and do it properly, like a good dog?" the other asked.

"You bet!" she said, "Please, I have to go so bad." She was experiencing severe bowel cramps from the tight packing in her colon, and she was now desperate. The boys opened her cage, and placed a collar around her neck. It was a choke chain, a simple loop that could be pulled very tight, but would release when the tension on it was released.

One of the muscular beach boys fastened a chain leash to the ring at the loose end. Suddenly, without warning, he gave the leash a sharp tug, jerking the chain loop too tight around her slender neck. This was the kind of treatment one would not even give to a dog, and it made her want to vomit.

"Jump out, on your hands and knees, and crawl like a dog, bitch!" he commanded. Loretta obediently squeezed out of the wire cage and hopped down to the ground, and started to crawl, straining on the leash, toward the house. The leash jerked again, and the choke chain gave her a painful shot in the neck.

"This way, bitch!" the boy with the leash said, and he tugged her toward the garage. "Around the back, where you can do your disgusting trick without attracting the attention of everyone in the neighborhood. She was quickly reminded of her nakedness, and she raised her knees off the ground so she could move faster, crawling on her hands and feet.