Camilla Ch. 118

He took them all into a neighbouring room. There were three bowls on the floor: Camilla, Tina, and Sandy were made to squat over them. Martin stood behind Tina, Danny behind Sandy, and Leroy behind Camilla. The girls began shitting thick logs into the bowls: Martin and Leroy licked their lips as they watched the turds slide out of Tina's and Camilla's pretty assholes.

Looking behind her to see Leroy's salacious smile, Camilla thought, I knew he'd enjoy this.

When the girls finished shitting, they picked up their bowls and walked over to a table where there sat Clarence, Tom, and the other black men who'd been killed in the mansion on Grouse Mountain. Paul, Camilla's lover in Thailand, the one who ate her chocolate-tasting shit in the toilet in the hotel room, was also there. The naked men had forks in their hands.

"I hope these will taste as good as your shit did, Camilla," Paul said with a bitter look in his eyes. Camilla shuddered at the memory he was alluding to.

The girls laid their bowls before the men, who stabbed their forks in the turds and gluttonously began shoving them in their mouths, as though they were eating brownies. The masked man laughed at the men's powerlessness to resist eating, and he led the girls into another room, where there were showers.

Dr. Martin, Mr. Hanson, Carl, and Mr. Leroy were already there, washing the girls' piss off themselves. The girls cleaned themselves, too, and then they were led by the masked man into another room.

"OK, girls," the masked man said. "Let the licking begin." The girls got on the floor on all fours, in a triangle position, so each girl would have a pussy and an asshole in her face. Camilla tongued Sandy's vaginal opening and fingered her anus; Sandy licked Tina's pussy, fingering her clit; and Tina sucked on Camilla's rock-hard clitoris while sliding her finger gently in and out of Camilla's cunt. Cameron came into the room to watch, paying particular attention to his wife's licking and fingering abilities.

Carl went over to Camilla, aiming his cock at her mouth. Cameron was especially pleased to see this. Camilla stopped licking Sandy's pussy and took Carl's cock in her wet mouth; she compensated Sandy by carefully sliding her fist in Sandy's cunt. Looking up submissively in Carl's eyes as she blew him, she used her eyes to ask him how her salivating lips were pleasing him. He looked down at her and smiled as he saw her lips and tongue caressing his shaft.

Masked Ted Weinstein came into the room and stood by Camilla, unzipping his pants and pulling out his cock. He took off his mask to reveal who he was. "How about a hand-job, Camilla?" he asked.

While being gang-banged in the Montreal aquarium, Camilla had relived her old memories with a heightened consciousness, thanks to Eros' having transferred his psychic energy into her, an energy whose superior power had made it possible for Camilla to break through the psychic blocks the masked men had put on her to make her forget all that they had been planning. She already knew that Ted had joined the masked men, so she wasn't at all shocked to see his face behind that mask. All the same, she acquiescently took his cock in her hand and began jerking him off, since she saw no way to fight him, or any of her tormentors. Her only way out was through the darkest levels of hell, through the ouroboros' tail and into its biting head, and thence into heaven.

"There's a...good girl," Ted said in sighs. "Still compliant; I like that. No hard...feelings about me...being a...masked man?" She tried to ignore him as best she could.

Agape, Don, and Candice just watched the orgy helplessly, still blocked by the same psychic barrier the masked men had put up, but which was now modified to make communication with Camilla impossible. Even Armand's voice couldn't be heard. Her friends fought hard to chisel at that barrier.

Happy to please Carl, one of her favourite lovers, and truly sorry that her lust had brought him down to hell, Camilla worked hard to make use of the best of her cock-sucking talents. She licked, kissed, and gently nibbled on the tip of his cock, while tickling his scrotum with her fingers. She slid her tongue along his protruding corpus spongiosum, shaping her tongue like a U and hugging the bulging tube on the underside of his cock. He came in her mouth, and she swallowed most of it, though some dribbled down to her chin.

Clarence, the two other black men, Paul, and Tom entered the room, having cleaned their mouths of the shit they'd just eaten. They all waited for the girls to finish their lesbian licking.

Ted came all over Camilla's hand, and as he put his cock back in his pants, Camilla brought her face back to Sandy's ass. Camilla gently slid her fist all the way in and half-way out of Sandy's cunt; meanwhile, she kept her tongue busy by tickling Sandy's asshole with its tip. Ted left the room, looking for other lovers elsewhere.

Camilla's pussy was tingling from Tina's sucking on her clit and swollen labia; Tina's finger was quickly vibrating inside Camilla's vagina, making her G-spot go wild. Pretty soon, Camilla came all over Tina's face. Tina in turn orgasmed, and Sandy liked away the ooze. Moaning and squealing from the sensations of Camilla's probing fist, Sandy soon came all over it. Camilla pulled her fist out and licked Sandy's come off it. Cameron's cheeks never got tired from smiling so much at what he was seeing.

Now that the lesbian sex was over, the waiting men wanted to have a go with the three girls. Leroy, Hanson, Paul, and Dr. Martin took Camilla; Clarence, Carl, and Tom took Tina; and the other black men had Sandy.

Leroy got under Camilla, who was still on all fours; he slid his long, thick cock in her happy pussy. Dr. Martin aimed his cock for her ever-lubricated asshole, slowly and gently pushing it in. Hanson stuffed his cock in her mouth. As all three holes got a most vigorous workout, Paul stood there disappointed.

"Hey!" he complained. "I wanted to have her asshole. I haven't licked that beautiful hole in ages."

She reached up and took his cock in her hand, then fondled it into a full erection. He was now satisfied.

"You are...such sweet candy, Camilla," Leroy grunted. "Oh!"

"It was...your thing...for junk food...that got you here," Camilla moaned. "Ah!"

"Junk food may...have contributed to...my death, but your lust...is what brought...me to hell," he corrected. "Unh!"

Though Leroy's cock felt great in her pussy, his words only added to her guilt.

Tina lay on her back, with her spread-out legs pulled up and over so both her pussy and asshole were accessible. Carl slid his cock in her her cunt, Clarence put his eight-inch cock in her mouth, and Tom pushed his cock inside her asshole. As her holes got stretched open, her screams were muffled by the cock in her mouth.

Sandy had a black cock in her mouth and in her pussy: she immediately went to work pleasing her men. As she looked up and smiled lewdly at the man she was blowing, she thought, I may never have gotten my daughter the money she needed to get a better education, but at least she isn't down here with me in hell. The cock in her pussy felt so good, she could almost forget she was in hell.

Agape, Don, and Candice continued cutting their way through the psychic barrier; they were almost all the way through now.

Leroy had made Camilla come three times; the floor, like Leroy's groin area, was drenched in a lake of her cooze. Paul came all over her hand, so he went over to her ass, hoping Martin would be finished soon. He was, and as soon as he pulled his cock out of Camilla's ass, Paul shoved him out of the way so he could start licking it. Happy to see that Martin hadn't come in her, Paul started licking and kissing her asshole as energetically as he had back on that boat in Thailand.

Leroy pulled his cock out of her pussy, and he got up and joined Carl and Dr. Martin in a circle around her head. The men masturbated over her face, and in a few seconds, they sprayed bukkake all over Camilla's eyes, nose, cheeks, and lips. She giggled, hoping the pleasure she was giving them would help atone for her having caused them all to go to hell.

Tina's and Sandy's lovers had also pulled their cocks out of the girls' holes, and had stood in circles around them, masturbating and shooting bukkake all over their faces.

Finally, Camilla's friends broke through the psychic barrier, and were able to communicate with Camilla again.

"Camilla!" Candice shouted. "Do you want to be doing this forever? I thought you wanted to save yourself!"

"But this...is what...I am," Camilla said in moans, feeling the men's come drip off her face, still conflicted, and battling temptation.

"All this fucking is compulsive, and without joy," Candice insisted. "It's a meaningless pursuit of pleasure, over and over again, with no lasting satisfaction, and no peace. It's so redundant, Camilla. You just do the same thing, again and again. Fucking and sucking, fucking and sucking, fucking and sucking. How many times do you have to get off before you'll finally say, 'OK, I've had enough'?"

It's like what your mother used to do, Armand's voice reminded Camilla.

Remembering her shame, and seeing how going lower just increased her temptation, Camilla said, "OK, I'll try going up with you."

"Good," her father said. "You won't regret it." He took her arm and got her on her feet.

"Hey!" Paul shouted. "I was eating that girl's butt out. Wait your turn!" Before he knew it, though, she was already out of the room and going up the stairs.

Her friends quickly got her up to the fourth floor, hoping to get her higher before more distractions could tempt her. As soon as they got her to the top of the stairs to the fourth floor, however, she saw beautiful Veronica, lying on the floor on her back with her legs spread wide open.

Licking her lips, Camilla said, "I can't resist." She dove on Veronica's muff and began eating away. On all fours with her butt pushed out and her legs spread so her pussy and asshole were showing, Camilla invited anyone nearby to have a taste.

Belle saw Camilla, and dove on her ass, quickly replacing Paul as her ass-licker; she gently slid her whole hand inside Camilla's wet pussy. Belle's other hand reached over and fondled Camilla's tit. Mr. Berman also saw Camilla, and went over to her. She saw him coming, and raised her hand to take his cock in it. She gently stroked it till it was fully erect.

Candice, Don, and Agape grabbed Camilla, trying to pull her away.

"Hey!" Berman shouted, grabbing Camilla's arm so her friends wouldn't be able to free her. "I'm having her now!"

"Have someone else," Agape said. "My daughter...is not...for you."

"Oh, yeah, the anti-Semite father!" Berman said, still trying to keep Camilla from getting free, as were Belle and Veronica. "Fuck you!"

"This isn't...about your ethnicity anymore," Agape said, still pulling. "And I'm sorry...about my...former prejudice. But we want...to save Camilla...from herself."

"There is...no salvation," said Belle, holding Camilla's legs and not letting go. "There is...no escape...from here!"

"Yes, there is," said Don. Finally, the combined strength of Don, Candice, and Agape pulled Camilla free from Belle, Veronica, and Mr. Berman. But Camilla was pulled away with such force that she flew in the opposite direction to where her friends were trying to take her; she went back down to the third floor, and even lower, to the second floor. For not only were Belle, Veronica, and Berman trying to keep Camilla from going up: so were the masked men, who had used their psychic power to catapult Camilla back down lower, into greater temptations, and greater suffering.

She fell on the floor of another large, candle-lit, circular room, and was greeted by more lesbians from her past: Calina and Mercedes.

"Calina, Mercedes," Camilla said to them as they approached. "I can't get used to everyone here with black hair, black eyes, and pale skin. You, too? We all look the same." Camilla stood up.

"That's Nigrovum's effect on all of us," Mercedes said, pressing her big bust against Camilla's and kissing her on the cheek. "The little black eggs in our blood all look the same, and they're absorbing us into them."

Calina joined them, rubbing her big breasts against Camilla's left arm and fondling her ass. "I miss making love with you, Camilla."

"I miss...your brown hair, and yours, too, Mercedes," Camilla sighed, pecking Calina on the lips.

"We miss...your blonde hair...and blue eyes," Calina said, fingering Camilla's wet pussy.

The girls got down on the floor, Camilla on all fours behind the ass of Mercedes, who was also on all fours; Calina lay on her back with her legs spread out wide, and Mercedes put her face in Calina's hairy black bush. Camilla put her index and long fingers inside Mercedes's purple cunt, and greedily tongued her wrinkly asshole.

Coming up behind Camilla was the naked, fat manager of Lehar's, the Vancouver restaurant where she went on a date with Leo, the brother of photographer Bob. Seeing her ass pushed out and her legs wide open, the fat man admired her asshole, and aimed his little dick at it.

Still licking Mercedes's asshole, Camilla squealed as she felt the manager's dick slide inside her asshole. Psychically sensing who he was, she quickly remembered the feeling of that dick in her mouth when she blew him in that back room in Lehar's. She enjoyed the anal massage just as Mercedes was enjoying the anal massage she was getting from Camilla's agile tongue.

Both Calina's and Mercedes's pussies were getting wetter and wetter: Mercedes was sucking Calina's clitoris and fingering her G-spot, just as Camilla was tickling Mercedes's G-spot and pushing her long finger up the vaginal curve and against Mercedes's A-spot.

With her other hand, Camilla fingered her pussy, tickling her clitoris and sliding a finger in her vagina. As she pleasured Mercedes, she thought about another girl she hadn't made love to in a really long time: Candice. Camilla longed for the touch of her old friend, her best friend and first--and best-ever--lesbian lover. Camilla rued how she'd allowed herself to grow apart from Candice, and had hurt her so by being unfaithful.

Camilla briefly looked up at the ceiling of the room, and saw the floating spirit of Candice there, next to her father and Don, all old lovers from happier times. They were trying to break through another psychic barrier the masked men had built to keep Camilla from being rescued. She noted Candice's restored red hair and green eyes, and wished the same restoration could have been done to her and to all her lovers in the hellish realms. Similarly, Agape and Don had their original body colours, with no zombie-like 'Goth' look. Of course, Candice, Agape, and Don were also the only clothed ones in the room, apart from the masked men in their black suits and grotesque masks of Greek comic actors.

Camilla sensed her hovering friends' peace of mind, troubled only by her ever-struggling soul. She remembered Candice's words: "Your fucking is compulsive, and without joy...You just do the same thing...over and over again...Fucking and sucking, fucking and sucking, fucking and sucking..." She then remembered Mr. Baker's words from long ago, in his suicide note: "All sex and no love make Camilla a scarlet young woman." He, who committed suicide because she'd broken his heart, and passed maddening Nigrovum onto him.

With renewed pangs of guilt, Camilla used her willpower to pull herself away from Mercedes, who'd just come on Camilla's probing fingers. The fat manager pulled his dick out of her ass and was about to come on her buttocks when she got up and ran for the stairs to the first floor, hoping to find a room of pain and torture to assuage her of her guilt. Don, Agape, and Candice followed her after breaking through the psychic barrier.

On the first floor was another large, circular dark room, lit only by tall candlesticks.

She saw Mr. Fulson, one of her old high school teachers, and three lovers whose hearts she'd broken: Akemi, Sean, and Mr. Baker. They all rushed at her. They grabbed her and laid her on her back on the floor, pushing up her spread-out legs so both her pussy and asshole would be accessible. Cameron stood by, watching with a smile.

She could feel the anger of her scorned former lovers, and she welcomed it, hoping for an aggressive, punishing fuck to relieve her of her guilt. An aggressive fuck is exactly what she got.

Akemi sat on Camilla's face, psychically controlling her tongue to lick her twat exactly as she liked it. Sean sat on Camilla's chest, putting his cock between her breasts and squeezing them around it. Baker and Fulson rammed their cocks up her wet pussy and ever-lubed ass, respectively but not respectfully. Another lover from the past came over: Hank, the man in the cowboy costume from Mr. Berman's Halloween party. Hank grabbed her hand and wrapped her fingers around his hard cock. She began wanking him.

"Ah!" Camilla screamed in pain from Baker's and Fulson's ramming.

"Would you...prefer me...in a dress, Goddess?" Sean sarcastically asked in moans as he slid his hard cock between her soft, smooth breasts. "Wanna watch...the masked men...sodomize me, and force-feed me...their cocks? I'll be...doing that...pretty soon, you bitch! Unh!"

The only answer she could give was moans as she was forced by Akemi to continue sucking on her swollen labia and tonguing her wet vagina.

The stabbing of those cocks inside her holes softened into more fucking pleasure as her pussy got predictably wetter and wetter, and as she almost happily accepted her punishment, feeling her guilt dissolve into desire.

As much as Sean, Baker, Fulson, Hank, and Akemi were mad at Camilla for destroying their lives, they were thrilled to be enjoying her body again, if only a 'spiritual' version of her body. Sean enjoyed the softness and smoothness of her breasts as his cock slid up and down between them. Baker liked the feeling of Camilla's wet cunt, but looked up at Hank and envied the hand-job she was giving him. Knowing that her hand would make him come much more assuredly than her pussy, he pulled his cock out and stood up.

"Hey, you wanna trade places?" he asked Hank.

"Sure!" Hank said, enthusiastically going down on Camilla while Baker took her hand and put it on his cock. Hank shoved his cock inside her pussy, punching her pussy with the tip of his cock and making her flood her come all over his balls. "Oh!"

Wracked with guilt over breaking Baker's heart, she used extra special sensitivity as she stroked his cock, getting him much harder, and much quicker. Within a minute, he came all over her hand. Spent, he left the room.

Fulson was still enjoying her tight anal lips around his rock-hard shaft, sliding in and out faster and faster. Akemi, now much more sexually experienced from having been in gang-bangs for years in the hellish realms, knew in her debauched state exactly how she liked a tongue to lick her, and lips to kiss and suck on her; and she took total control over Camilla's mouth, making it her pussy's slave.