Eve in the men’s toilet. (Warning: disgusting filth)

I would never have thought to write anything like this, indeed having written it, I feel so embarrassed at having come up with anything so revoltingly disgusting. However, a number of people have suggested this theme which, I should imagine, is for a very small niche of men who enjoy the idea of treating women so appallingly.
I hope that those who will be sickened by the theme, stop reading when they see the way the story is heading, and don’t continue to the end and then give my tale a negative rating.
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Eve had no doubt that her husband Rob, loved her very dearly. She nevertheless knew that, in spite of his love, he liked to see her being abused and degraded. This being the case, she was understanding when her husband told her that he had arranged for her to be abused by two men that he’d met up with – something that they had done on previous occasions, but as Eve was to soon find out, never anything like what was about to take place.
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The meeting was set up for that very night, and when the time came, Eve had showered and taken especial care with her make up and her dress, and was worked up to a state of extreme sexual excitement although it must be admitted that this excitement was just a little tempered by a feeling of apprehension.

They drove the short distance to where the meeting had been arranged for, both Eve and her husband keeping their thoughts to themselves.
Rob pulled the car to the side of the road and parked quite near to an old, slightly derelict looking toilet block.
Eve glanced around nervously. the area seemed to be deserted at that time of night.
They’d waited just a minute or two when they were illuminated by the headlights of a car slowly cruising up behind them.
Eve dared not look around and her heart began pounding when she realised that the car was parking directly behind them. The headlights went off and all was quiet.
The sound of the car door opening and closing was clear in the quiet night, then Rob began to wind down the window as they heard the crunch of approaching footsteps.

“Hi, you had no difficulty getting the slut here,” Eve heard the man address her husband, and peer gloatingly at her.
“No, she’s ready for it,” Rob replied in a voice which Eve could tell was full of lustful excitement.
Rob got out of the car and in seconds he, and the two men were opening the car door on Eve’s side.
“Get out you fucking, dirty whore,” the unknown man sneered, but Eve found that she had no choice in the matter as a handful of her hair was grabbed up in the man’s fist and she was half dragged out of the car.
Eve stumbled across the road with the two men and her husband as she was half dragged by her hair and continually pushed and shoved.

They entered the men’s toilet block and Eve was immediately struck by the general filth of the place. It stunk of stale urine and she saw why as her eyes noticed the trough at the base of the urinal, seemingly blocked up and literally overflowing with a revolting sight of yellow piss with a thin scum and occasional white, frothy deposits floating over the top. This urinal was no more than a metal sheet sloping into a concrete trough some six feet long, perhaps eighteen inches wide and some inches deep. It had obviously been regularly used during the course of the day by what must have been hundreds of men standing, cocks in hand and spraying their waste into the filthy, stained trough at the base of the wall.
It was a fact, unknown to Eve but totally agreed to by her husband, that the men had been there early that morning and had jammed a thick wad of newspaper wrapped in plastic, down into the drain pipe, with the express purpose of achieving the vile, putrid state that the urinal now presented.

“Get your clothes off bitch,” Eve was ordered, and at the same time was given a sharp slap across the face, which caused her to cry out in shock and pain.
Eve hesitated just momentarily and glanced across at her husband. She immediately saw though, that her husband fully acquiesced in what was happening as his satisfied smile made it quite obvious. Another blow Eve even harder so she quickly began to pull her top off over her head and shoulders. She paused as she glanced around wondering where to place her clothing but it was snatched from her and thrown down on the filthy floor.
Eve next reached behind her back and deftly undid her bra and then slipped it off over her shoulders so that her small, white breasts rolled freely on her chest.
“Nice tits on the slut,” she heard one of the men comment as she next slid her skirt down over her legs and stepped out of it as the man who had commented stepped forward and began mauling her breasts..