Property of Devil’s Outlaws (Part 9)

Chapter 10: Hannah’s New Career

Hannah was on her knees underneath a large desk and sucking an Outlaw’s large, smelly penis. Her hands were still tied behind her back and she was completely naked except for the black stripper heels on her feet. The Asian was crying softly as she serviced the biker’s disgusting cock while he did some sort of work on a computer. She’d been blowing the hairy man for more than ten minutes and he still did not appear close to cumming.
Hannah was just grateful to be back in the lounge and away from the disgusting toilet in the restroom. She’d somehow found a way to lick off all the feces from the bowl, and by the time she was finished it had been restored to its ivory color. It had required a monumental effort on her part, as she’d scrubbed the shit with her tongue vigorously and without pause for 30 minutes straight. It had been completely terrible, of course, but the idea of another Outlaw holding her head beneath the sea of excrement had given her the motivation to finish the job. Right afterwards, Tank had turned on the bathtub faucet and then thoroughly rinsed all the shit from Hannah’s face and hair. Once he was finished, the huge biker had hauled Hannah back to the bikers’ lounge and she’d been sucking his friend off since.
“Ahhh yeah bitch, don’t stop, work those hot little lips,” the Outlaw commanded, reaching down for a moment to force his entire dick inside Hannah’s mouth.
The dirty biker face-fucked Hannah for several more minutes before he finally came inside her mouth. He forced the Asian to swallow all his sperm, of course, before withdrawing his slimy penis from her lips. He left Hannah kneeling at his feet while he continued working at the computer. It was still pretty early in the morning, and there were just a few Outlaws in the bar and back room.
After about an hour or so, the biker at the desk got up and forced Hannah into another room. There was a bunch of video and audio recording equipment in the room, with a huge high definition television and DVD player next to one wall. Tank and a couple other Outlaws were sitting at a couch and drinking beer when their friend hauled Hannah inside.
“What’s up man? You finished?” Tank asked the man.
“Yup, it’s all done man, fucking took forever to cut it,” the biker responded, holding up a DVD for the others to see.
“Shit, let’s check it out then,” Tank declared giddily.
The Outlaw forced Hannah to kneel in front of the television before sticking the disc into a DVD player. He turned on the TV and within seconds a disturbing image appeared on the huge screen. In the picture, Hannah was screaming in terror as two bikers roughly forced her into some wooden stocks. Hannah recognized the contraption and the sight of it instantly took her back to that nightmarish day in the warehouse. The volume on the television was very high, and off camera Hannah could hear the laughter and commotion of the many bikers that were there that day. Tank could be heard above all the others as he excitedly commenced Hannah’s massive gangbang.
For the next 3 hours, Hannah was forced to watch herself on TV getting sexually assaulted by every member of the biker gang. The Outlaws who’d created the DVD had obviously done similar projects in the past, as the final product was equal in quality to a porno you’d find in an adult video store. The scenes had been edited so that each Outlaw got about a minute or so of screen time, typically culminating in the biker cumming inside whichever hole of Hannah’s he was using. The video also cut back and forth between various cameras, sometimes capturing a panoramic view of the Asian getting hammered by two bikers, but also providing plenty of close-up shots of Hannah’s mouth, asshole, or vagina getting brutally pounded by huge cocks.
Whoever created the DVD had done such a good job, that he’d condensed and captured Hannah’s entire ordeal that day inside the 3 hour video. Even though he’d had to leave out a vast majority of the overall footage, the biker had made sure to include several key things. For example, every time a man shot his load inside the Asian it was captured on film. There were also many shots of Hannah’s gaping vagina and asshole oozing torrents of sperm all throughout the video. The Outlaw responsible for the disc had really tried to convey Hannah’s misery as much as possible, so almost 1/3rd of the video was just Hannah’s tormented face getting viciously slapped by the bikers or battered with their dicks. Of course, the DVD also included the two instances when Hannah was forced to swallow over a liter of sperm and other disgusting secretions from the cum-bong. This was incredibly difficult for Hannah to watch, as the cameraman followed the huge funnel as it was passed around between almost 100 Outlaws who all happily spat and pissed into it.
“So what’d you think? Pretty good shit huh?” Tank asked Hannah, once the video was finally over. “I gotta say it’s one of our best yet, and you did great whore. I’m sure these are gonna sell out faster than turkeys on thanksgiving.”
“Get up slut, we want you to read something,” another biker said, grabbing Hannah’s arm and pulling her to a nearby table.
On the surface of the wooden desk was a white piece of paper with a few lengthy paragraphs scrawled on it. The handwriting was very poor and Hannah could barely make it out. It looked as if it had been written by an elementary school kid. Nevertheless, as she began reading it, the words were definitely those of an adult—a depraved, adult biker to be more exact. The note read:

Dear Hannah’s Mom and Dad,

I’m sure you’re wondering why you haven’t seen or heard from your precious daughter in a long time. Well about a week ago we found her at a gas station whoring herself out so we decided to pick her up and take her to our place for some fun. As you can see from the video your daughter is quite a dirty slut. She can’t get enough of our cocks and isn’t happy unless she’s getting fucked every second of the day. She especially likes getting fucked by two of us at the same time. I bet you had no idea your little princess was such a nasty whore.
I’m sure you can guess that we’ve been enjoying your daughter very much. She has the tightest little pussy and asshole and we’ve been having so much fun with them. She’s not as tight as she used to be, but the little slut is still a joy to fuck. You should be proud for raising such a great whore!
Hannah wants you to know that she’s doing great over here and would appreciate it if you stop looking for her. Don’t worry we are taking great care of her. We feed her and give her plenty of cum and piss to drink and in exchange Hannah has agreed to be our personal slut. Don’t pay much attention to how she is tied up and shit in the video. I know it looks like she’s here against her will or isn’t enjoying our company but that’s all just bullshit. Your daughter is just that much of a freak and is into some kinky shit with bondage and stuff.
DO NOT COME LOOKING FOR YOUR DAUGHTER. We are treating her nicely but if we find out you are looking for her on the news or that you have contacted the police we will no longer be nice to her and Hannah is going to be in A LOT OF PAIN. FOR HANNAH’S SAKE YOU DO NOT WANT TO PISS US OFF AND SEE WHAT WE ARE CAPABLE OF DOING TO HER. Don’t worry like we said your daughter is in good hands and we will take good care of her from now on. All she needs is a little food and a lot of cocks which we have plenty of over here! Enjoy the DVD and we will send you another one when we can. Remember you stupid gooks don’t fucking contact the police and don’t try to find her. She’s gone and you will never see her again.

Sincerely,

Hannah (and her owners)

“Sign it bitch,” the biker instructed, placing a pen on the desk in front of Hannah.
Hannah felt the rage inside her as she took the pen and signed the bottom of the letter. She could not believe how twisted these men were. She wondered when the note would get to her family, and how they would respond. Knowing them, they would probably still notify the police. Hannah had mixed feelings about that, since she would obviously want the cops to know but at the same time feared the response from the Outlaws. Yet even if the police knew, she had doubts as to whether or not they would ever be able to locate her, especially considering that the local law enforcement was just as corrupt as the Outlaws.
As soon as she was through signing the letter, Tank and the other Outlaw grabbed her and took her out into the hallway. As she was dragged down the corridor, Hannah heard the redhead, Miss Washington, screaming from inside one of the rooms. She could also hear Big Joe bellowing in delight and the loud creaking of a mattress as the huge biker raped Ellen savagely. Tank and his friend unlocked one of the nearby rooms and marched Hannah inside. They forced the little Asian onto an old, soiled bed and tied her wrists to the metal frame before leaving.
Hannah was very surprised as for the next few hours the bikers left her alone for the most part. They gave her another plate of leftovers from the night earlier, retrieved from the garbage. By this point, however, the Asian was so hungry that she ate it without complaint. A few of the Outlaws came in throughout the day to use her, but she was not subjected to the massive gangbangs that she hated so much. As the hours passed by, Hannah could faintly hear the bar growing louder and louder as it filled with customers. Eventually, Tank emerged through the door with a paper bag and a plastic bucket in his hands.
“Put this on slut,” the biker ordered, tossing the sack down next to the bed before setting the bucket down on an adjacent cabinet.
Hannah grabbed the brown bag and emptied the contents onto the floor. There wasn’t much, however. The only things that spilled out were a tiny black micro-skirt and a matching pair of fishnet stockings. Hannah felt her cheeks burning as she removed her heels for a moment and slipped the garments up her slender legs. The base of the skirt barely covered her ass and the stockings went up slightly past her mid-thighs. After she strapped the 6” heels back onto her ankles, Tank grabbed the Asian’s hair and jerked her to her feet.
“Okay bitch, it’s about time you started earning your keep around here,” the Outlaw declared. “Tonight is the first night of your new career. I noticed on your business card you worked for some mortgage or insurance company or some shit. Well you’re done with that garbage now, from this moment you’re a professional whore, and this is your office.”
“No please, don’t do this,” Hannah pleaded, her knees buckling in response to the words.
“Pay attention slut!” Tank shouted, pulling hard on the Asian’s hair. “You’re gonna be doing this every night for awhile, so you better get used to it quick. Now since it’s your first night, we’ll be nice. Your quota is $2,000. I don’t give a shit how you do it, but by tomorrow morning you better have that money. Last night Miss Washington charged $50 a fuck. You can do the same if you want, although that’s gonna take all night if you do. Then again, I doubt those cheap bastards would pay any more than that, even for a hot little Asian slut like you.”
“Either way, like I said I don’t give a fuck how you do it, as long as you got that two grand by tomorrow,” the biker continued. “For every dollar you’re short, that’s gonna be one stroke with the cane. So if you care about keeping the skin on your ass and tits, you better work hard bitch.”
“Please no, I can’t…I can’t do this,” the Asian begged woefully.
“When they cum in your mouth I want you to drink it,” Tank stated, ignoring the girl. “When they fuck you, make them wear a rubber. After they’re done, though, I want you to peel them condoms off their cocks and suck every fucking drop out of them. So basically, either way I want their cum to end up inside your belly. We’ll be checking up on you too, and if those rubbers aren’t empty we will beat you real good whore. Now get to work, you got a long night ahead of you.”
Having said that, the huge Outlaw marched Hannah out into the hallway and commanded her to go to the bar. Hannah was already crying as she slowly walked toward the double-doors that led to the tavern. She could hear quite a few patrons out there laughing and chatting. As soon as she stepped through the doors, it seemed as if all of the forty or so men looked at her at once. Hannah felt just as whorish as she looked, and instinctively covered her naked breasts with her arms while she stood by the doorway. She was trembling as she looked for someone to approach.
“Damn bitch, you must be that new Asian cunt they picked up a few days ago,” a grizzly, heavyset man declared, startling Hannah as he wrapped his greasy arm around her. “Shit you got a hot little body, how much to fuck it?”
“Um, I don’t know,” Hannah replied, pulling away from the smelly beast. “$200 please.”
“Two hundred bucks?!” The drunk exclaimed in astonishment. “You gotta be shitting me. Come on bitch, you’re not gonna get any action here for that kinda price. Most of us don’t even make that much in a day. Besides, you’re not even worth two hundred bucks you little slant-eyed whore. Now let’s get real, how much for a good hard fuck?”
“Please, I need to…I need to make a lot of money,” Hannah begged. “What about $100?”
“That’s still way too much whore,” the dirty ogre shot back. “I got $40 on me. It’s all I got, take it or leave it.”
“No, that’s too little, I can’t do it for that little,” Hannah said firmly, breaking free from the man’s arms.
“Okay slut, good luck finding any takers for that dirty little pussy of yours,” the ugly brute hissed, pinching Hannah’s ass as she walked away.
Hannah’s eyes began moistening as she stepped toward a nearby pool table. There were three middle-aged men standing around it and they noticed the petite Asian immediately. Hannah felt the trepidation in her stomach rising as they quickly surrounded her. She struggled to find the right words to say.
“Um, do any of you,” the girl stammered. “Would any of you want to—to have sex with me?”
“Maybe cunt,” one of the men replied, pulling Hannah’s arm away from her breasts. “How much for the three of us?”
“$100 each please,” the Asian stated quietly, as she tried to free her arm from the man’s grip.
“A hundred each?