Journey to Gutterslut

Copyright 2011 by the Author. Thanks to Katt2007 for the story Idea and breaking the worst case of writers block I ever had. His story was written in less than 4 hours. This chapter has very little sex but it sets up the main character to leave her prim and proper life into a life of sexual abandon. If you want more rate and comment. Thx Sea.

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"Shit!" I screamed as my car crashed into the only tree I had seen in the last 5 miles. Fortunately I was wearing my seatbelt and was only slightly bruised. I began to search for my phone which had flown out of my hand during the crash. Finally I find it and hear yelling through the earpiece.

"Mrs. Gato, are you okay?"

"I'm fine Dr. just a minor accident. How's my family."

"Your children are improving; however, your husband is getting worse. While his injuries are not currently life threatening we do need to operate soon, which by law we can't do until you sign off on the procedure."

"I'll be there as soon as I can Dr. I'm about 45 minutes away."

"I'll keep you..."

"FFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK" I screamed as I looked at my now useless iPhone. I wish these fucking things had a battery that would last more than 4 hours without needing a charge. I got out of my car and immediately realized it was totaled. My husband will be pissed I thought. I hadn't even had my new Lexus for 6 months and now it's totaled. I began trying to figure out how to get to my family who had also been in an accident earlier today, and now were in the hospital.

I took in my surroundings and realized I couldn't have crashed in a worse place. The road was empty and rarely traveled, and the only building in sight was about 300 yards up the road and looked rather unkempt and abandoned, but it might have a payphone. I began to walk up the road hoping someone would come down this road and rescue my.

Up until today my life was almost a storybook. I meet my husband in 5th grade and we had never dated anyone else. In 7th grade we new we were soul mates and agreed to get engaged as soon as we graduated HS. We went to the same college where I majored in Business and became the head Cheerleader in my sophomore year. Alonzo, my husband majored in Computer Programming and was the Captain of the Football team.

Our weeding was exactly one year after we both earned our masters degrees. Our first children, Cassie, and Victoria were twin girls were born 2 years and 4 months after our wedding, and a son, Cory soon followed. Our last bundle of joy was Gus. He was born the day before our 5th wedding anniversary.

I was on my way home from a corporate retreat to celebrate Gus 18th birthday. His dad had taken the family out for a traditional birthday breakfast when some lush rear ended them pushing them into the intersection where a semi t-boned them. Fortunately the truck was sitting at a red light and fully loaded so it wasn't going fast, but the impact did cause some injury to where now my whole family was in a hospital, and I was driving like a maniac to get to them.

I was finally close enough to the building and saw that even though it looked condemned it was actually a bar. As I got closer I saw a bunch of motorcycles in the parking lot. I looked around for a payphone outside but there wasn't any. I dreaded walking into a biker bar but I need to call a ride and at this point I really had to pee.

I took a deep breath put on my negotiating face steeled my spine opened the door and walked in. My plan was to walk straight up to the bar and ask the bartender where the bathroom and phone were. My plan fell apart as soon as I opened the door and saw something I couldn't believe.

There were 25 or so guys in my view and about half were engaged in some kind of sexual activity with females in various stages of undress. The center of my vision was filled with this one girl who looked like she was 12 except for her tits which weighed about as much as one of the motorcycles outside. She had a guy in every hole and was jerking off 2 more while 3 guys masturbated aiming there cocks at her face.

I stood by the door holding it open which attracted the attention of several of the bikers who weren't currently sucking or fucking. As I was able to look around a bit more I saw that all these guys were wearing cuts and were members of a motorcycle club (I finally could thank my husband for watching that series I hated about the biker gang). I couldn't make out the name of the club through the haze from the smoke from what I hoped was legal tobacco products.

I felt the door jerked out of my hand and slam shut. "Bitch what the fuck?" asked a large biker, who was standing in front of the door and my only escape. "You're dressed to nice to be a whore and too old to be sweetbutt. So what the fuck you want?"

"Well...I...Uhhh...That is" I silently cursed myself for being this intimidated. I had heads of state on my speed dial and they would take my call. Yet with this scruffy criminal I'm at a loss for words. I mentally bitched slapped myself and tried again. "MycarcrasheddowntheroadandIneedtogethomefast.CanIuseyourphoneplease."

"Well so you're stuck out here, on private property, and you need what I have." he says and laughs. I look down at the floor trying to figure out how to get out of here intact. "Bitch you got here on the anniversary of the founding of the club, and we got a rule. Once in stay in til the end. In other words you don't leave 'til we decide you can, and while you're here you're ours to use as we please."

"Please let me talk to the club president maybe we can work something out" I reply holding out hope that money can get me out of here without being raped or worse. He smiles and nods at someone sh0 walks over and looks at me. At that moment I remember that I had to piss because all of the sudden I feel it start to trickle out of my pussy. The club president walks over and says "well look what we got here an uptown girl lookin for a downtown man he says and laughs."

I grit my teeth and say "I have a business offer for you but first I need to use the ladies room."

Several bikers who weren't otherwise occupied and could hear our conversation laughed and one said "Shit ain't no ladies here bitch. You gotta piss, use the bucket. He points to what looks like a spittoon that's to one side of the bar where a girl was just finishing up taking a piss. I look in shock at what they call a restroom and before I could decide weather to use it or piss myself my decision is made. My stream bursts out of my so hard I can feel splashes on my upper thighs as my piss runs onto their floor.

"Damn bitch ain't yo momma teach no manners" says the one who pointed at the chamber pot as the others who were close to me jump back. "Do we go to your office and piss there? Why you gotta piss on our club?"

The club president gave a slight nod to the guy who closed the door on me and suddenly I felt him slap me across the face. "Bitch you dis us like that you gonna get beat. Or you can clean up your mess."

"What do I clean it with?" I ask.

"You got a skirt and shirt on, use them." The club president says "or Joker here will take you over his knee and spank your naked ass until you agree to lick it up. Your choice."

I look around and see I am surrounded so I removed my shirt glad I was cold and wore a tee shirt beneath it. I begin to wipe up my mess and wring out the shirt into the chamber pot after the guys realized they weren't getting a show they all went looking for something to keep them entertained. Only Joker and the club president watched me until I was done. I threw out my blouse and walked over to them.

Look gentleman I said putting my fear and humiliation on the back burner. Emotion has no place in a negotiation I remembered my mentor telling me, and I quickly learned he was right which allowed me to close deals no one else could. "Okay gentleman I said almost choking on the word but forcing it out. My car is up the road and totaled, my husband and kids were in an accident and are in the hospital. I need to get there to sign papers allowing the Doctor to operate and save their lives. How much would you charge me to use your phone and wait in your parking lot for a taxi?"

They look at each other and laugh. The president, who now I know is named "Fister" because of the nametag on his cut says "Look darling ain't no taxis out this way and none of my boys willing to leave the party quite yet." He then looks around the room and says but maybe if you make it worth their while one of the bro's might give you a ride."

"How much would it take to get a ride?" I ask

He looks me over like a butcher sizing up a soon to be slaughtered calf and says "Monty ain't gonna work today darlin'." But you do have other things that might make it worth missing a few hours of the party. It's up to you. Then he stands up and motions to Joker who also stands and leaves. I see them each grab one of the girls and start to fuck them but both men are staring intently at me while fucking the girls from behind.

I began to think about having them bend me over and fuck me like they were those hookers. What would it be like to just be fucked and used for another's pleasure? To be fucked and then left. I was no prude I enjoyed se but I had only seen one other cock besides my husbands (at least in real life). One wild night in college my roommate was dating my husbands roommate and we went out drinking got a bit drunk and went back to my dorm room and after some heavy making out my roommate and I decided to see who could have more orgasms before our boyfriends came. So we lay down on the floor and our boyfriends fucked us. I watched them intently wanting to reach out and play with her tits while my boyfriend tried to make me cum.

I shook those thoughts out of my head remembering I had to figure a way out of here without losing anymore of my dignity...or clothes. I suddenly realized one of my hands had drifted down and was starting to rub my pussy. I jerked it away quickly and looked to se if anybody noticed. Only Joker and Fister were looking my way but both were so close to cumming based on their expressions that I doubt they'd notice a police. I saw them pull out and spray their cum over the girls they were fucking and I wished that it was my face the cum had been sprayed on. Girl get a hold of yourself I thought. You're losing it. You're a respectable married lady not some common gutterslut. I watched as the girls stood up and began to use baby wipes to clean each other. "What a waste." I mumbled as I imagined myself licking the cum off their bodies. I really need to leave I thought. This place is making me into a tramp.

Joker and Fister sat down and with a knowing look Fister asked "Having fun"

My face turned red and I tried to come up with any reply, but once again my mind was stuck in neutral and nothing could come out.

Joker looked at Fister and said "What about No-Bone?"

Fister nodded and looked at me. "There is one brother who, due to a health issue, can't participate in the party. He might be willing to leave and give you a ride. He's through that door." Fister pointed at a door labeled private.

I looked at him and he just ignored me and was talking with some of the other bikers.

I approached the door and knocked. The door was jerked open and some kind of man sized creature stood there. After a few minutes I realized that it wasn't a creature just a horribly scarred human being. "Sorry to bother you. I was told No-Bone was back here and might be able to give me a ride into town."

The person looked over my shoulder to where Fister was sitting. As I turned to look he stepped aside and motioned me to enter. I repeated my story to him and asked what it would take to have him bring me to the nearest town. He looked at my tits and then slowly moved his eyes down my body.

"Well as Fister told you, I can't have sex anymore but I doo enjoy a female's body. If you give me a lap dance, and strip, I'll take you into town."

"No way!" I yelled. "I am a happily married woman who has always been faithful to her husband. There is no way I am giving some stranger a lap dance for a 10 minute drive." I was reaching for the door to leave when his voce stopped me.

"Look lady, I know I'm horribly disfigured. I hide back here so the sluts out there aren't grossed out and my brothers can do what I can't. If you go back out there you will be forcibly stripped and fucked in every hole repeatedly until they get tired of you or you die. If you strip for me he worst I can do is touch your tits or pussy. Then you get to go see your family."

I thought about it and knew he was right. I started to cry, wishing I could rewind the last 24 hours and choose the freeway instead of the back roads trying to save a few miles and minutes. "What kind of people are you?" I ask "taking advantage of a woman who just needs a ride and is offering you enough money to buy a brand new top of the line Harley and all you want is to see me naked when there are whores in the next room who would do it for you?"

"Yes they would, but I don't like he whores, I prefer rich classy ladies like you and bringing out their inner whore."

My mind suddenly flashed to the girls cleaning cum off each other, and my brain said what harm is there, just pretend it's your husband and give him a sexy dance and he'll get you home and this nightmare is over. Almost before I finish the thought I begin swaying to music and taking off my clothes. Before I was even conscious that I was doing it, I was topless and moving closer to the outlaw. I shed the rest of my clothes quickly and just posed for him in several positions letting him get a good look at my body. He sat in rapt attention staring at my 46 year old body I keep in shape by running 20 miles a week. I began to feel powerful having this man I just meet so focused on me that I could have done anything I wanted and he would just stare at my tits and pussy.

Finally I regained my senses and my whole body turned red. I grabbed my clothes and got dressed. "Now it's time to go." He just nodded and stood up. No-Boner lead me out the back door of the club and handed me a helmet. He climbed on a bike and started it up.

"Get on girl your taxi's leaving." He said looking over his shoulder.

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