Cum Station Cindy Ch. 03

The soccer match was one of the longest and worst moments of my life. My skull seemed to be pretty much indestructible but it still hurt like hell every time I was kicked.

The team that won kicked my head into the net three times to their opponents two. Every time a goal was kicked I was made to suck the goal scorers dick for a few minutes before play resumed. It was great to have a break from being kicked around the ground but it was only so they could fuck my mouth instead!

Finally it was all over. At the end of the game I was placed on a pole waist hieght and the winning team took turns in fucking my face while they celebrated their win.

I was taken on the team bus and the next two days passed like a living nightmare, the worst two days of my life. I had at least one cock in my mouth pretty much the entire time as the team hit the town partying. I was thrown from guy to guy to guy, players, team officials, sponsors, supporters every one of them had a go at fucking my mouth and cumming in my throat.

Finally I made it to my new home. I was placed on a small table in the foyer of the clubs home ground. There were several other tables in the foyer, all covered over with blankets.

They had an official premiership party about a week later. Only the players and more important officials were invited to attend. By this stage I had finally had some rest and was starting to feel a bit better about my prospects. The initial madness had died down and I was now only being used a few times a day.

I was surprised that at first none of the men seemed interested in using me at all. I was put on a new table with a few rows of tables in front of me covered in blankets.

"Thank you all for coming, guys," said the president of the club.

"As you know this is our first championship victory in many, many years. And what a year to do it with such a fantastic new trophy!"

The players all turned around and looked at me and cheered. I blushed, it was nice to be acknowledged at least.

"We have a surprise for you all now," said the president moving across to the tables. "We have managed to track down all the original features of our trophy. We present them for your pleasure now!"

The blankets were cast aside and sure enough there was the rest of my body arranged in several parts on the other tables. My arms, still with hands, were in tables to my left and right. My chest, with breasts re-attached, were directly in front of me. On a table further down was my bottom and vagina, still joined together and beyond that my legs with feet attached.

"Wow," someone gasped in the crowd

"Wow, indeed," said the president. "And what is more her brain is once again remotely connected to her body parts. If you fuck her pussy, she will feel it. If you smack her legs, she will feel it. She also has complete control of these limbs so if you ask her for a handjob she will easily be able to do it!"

"And if she doesn't?" someone asked.

The president walked over to my pussy and inserted his cock.

"If she doesn't we can always use a new toilet!"

I felt his dick push hard up inside of me. It hurt as he roughly began to fuck me but the pain began to subside as my pussy became wet.

I opened my mouth as I rocked with pleasure for the first time in centuries. A player took his chance and pushed his cock into my mouth and began to roughly fuck my face.

Suddenly it was an all in and I felt cocks all over the different parts of my body. I wrapped my hands around two cocks while another was squeezed between my tits and fucked roughly. Somebdy else was rubbing his cock along a thigh while my feet both had cocks between my toes.

I felt a finger probing my arse while the president continued to push his cock into my pussy.

I was struck by a series of orgasms as the team used all the different parts of my body. The player fucking my mouth came inside it and was quickly replaced by another.

I heard the president call out and then shoot a load of cum inside my vagina. I was flipped over, my butt cheeks spread and a large cock forced its way up my arse. Tears filled my eyes as the pain filled my brain and I involuntarily stopped jerking off two cocks in my hands. Somebody slapped my tits.

"Keep jerking," someone demanded. I began wanking the cocks again as I felt my arse being split in two by a giant cock.

I wanted to cry out but still couldn't speak. The man in my mouth came, pulling out and jizzing into my eyes. Another cock replaced his and I found myself with a cock in every hole, hand and foot. Somebody put two fingers in my pussy, then three, four and finally his whole fist.

The cock in my arse exploded with cum and withdrew only to be replaced by a shorter but much wider one.

Something in my mind snapped and I could stand it no longer. I bit down on the cock in my mouth so hard that it came off in my mouth! Blood spurted down my throat.

The man screamed and I let go of the cocks in my hand and ripped off their balls. The men screamed out, blood in their hands as they clutched their groins.

The man in my arse came inside me and I felt a hand reach into my mouth and pull out the cock I had bitten off.

I was thrown across the room and caught by the president.

"Big mistake, bitch," he said. Somebody injected something into my neck. As I faded into unconsciousness I knew what new terrible fate awaited me.

Sure enough I woke up in a toilet. The very same one I had entered this world in. The toilet at the main stadium. Now, however, I was not in the urinal type of position but lying down in a stall. My mouth was prized open as wide as possible with a type of bondage device.

"Shit," I thought. "I am the lesser toilet, like poor Lucy."

For three hours I lay there in the darkness. I was still just a head, there was no sign of my other body parts now.

Finally I heard the toilet door open and two pair of footsteps crossing the floor towards me.

"Please not me," I thought. ""Please not me."

But I knew it was only a matter of time.

The door began to open and I closed my eyes, not wanting to see what happened next. I heard someone stop beside me. I felt them bending down and braced myself, waiting to taste their solids.

"It is OK," I heard a female voice say. "We are here to rescue you."

I opened my eyes and could have screamed if I still had a voice. Two women were with me! And they had all of their bodies. They must have been freedom fighters.

They picked me up and took the device off my mouth.

I saw they were dressed and had hair cuts like men.

"We have to hide you," one said. "But don't worry, we will get you out of here."

They placed me in a backpack. I felt guilty as I heard the other human toilets and cum stations calling out begging to be taken as well. For some reason I was the only one they took.

We made it out of the stadium and into a waiting car. We drove into countryside to an isolated airport where I was put on a plane and flown away to freedom.

On board they took my head out of the bag and I saw my other body parts assembled on a table. Something was injected into my neck once more and I passed out.

When I came too I was whole again. My arms, legs, body, everything was attached and together. My rescuers were looking down at me and smiling. We were on the ground now in some kind of hospital. The first question I had was why?

"Why me?" I asked them. "Why did you save me and not the others?"

"We are sorry about that," they said. "We can't save everyone. You were chosen because you were high profile. The great football trophy and blowjob machine. They were going to make an example of you for resisting. A special example. We couldn't allow such courage to go unrewarded."

I smiled and thanked them but couldn't help but feel guilty.

"We have a surprise for you," they said.

"What is it?" I asked.

They pointed at a door in the corner of the room. I took my first steps in three centuries and pushed open the door.

There lying on the floor was the president of the football club. He was a head only and he watched me with eyes filled with terror as I entered the room. His mouth was prized open with the same device that had been used on me.

"It has been 300 years since I last had a shit," I said. "Boy do I need to go now."

I sat over his face and as I felt my solids begin to pass I said "This one is for Lucy."