OK so I originally wrote this story a few years ago for an extreme bondage site/group that never really got off the ground , I was going through some stuff and found a batch of erotic/ sexual fantasy and fetish stories , that I had put together, it was split into small sections , an erotic artist was going to put drawings to each section , as I say, it never got going but I kept all the stories, so here is, The Outlaws!


Achtung Fetish… The Outlaws.
1. “Oh my God, Huggy. I feel so horny today. Fuck, darling, a gang bang would be just the perfect thing. Don’t you think?”
“Celeste, we haven’t seen a single person since we got here”
Hugo and Celeste were on one of their “Perve Patrol” days out, it was one of Celeste’s inventions and favourite ways of spending a summer Sunday. They went out in their jeep visiting different areas of the country and did what the title implied, they patrolled for perves. The advent of the internet and the escalating dogging scene provided them with numerous places to try out and tick off from their list of places where Celeste had been fucked, photographed, filmed or all three. Nothing was ever pre-arranged everything was always spur of the moment, some people they’d met were out for the same reason as themselves, others were just lucky enough to be in the same place as Hugo and Celeste and got a sexually fuelled bonus to remember their Sunday stroll by.
On this day, they intended going wild, into the hills, over two hours drive from the stockbroker belt suburbia where they lived. They were away from their comfort zone they didn’t know the area or what to expect, Celeste adored these trips into the unknown.
“We’re in the middle of fucking nowhere” She’d teased Hugo “I may even need to get a horse to fuck me if we don’t see any people soon” Hugo hadn’t been sure if she was joking or not!
They parked the jeep in a clump of trees and walked down a deserted lane, Celeste wore her favourite Perve Patrol slut clothes, she loved the attention she got whenever she went out with the leather look.
Hugo followed behind with the camera and bag that they always had with them on perve patrol.

2 Celeste is a self obsessed, selfish bitch, her husband, Hugo is an emotional cripple. Their backgrounds and upbringings brought them together. Hugo is the only child of a multi millionaire head of city law firm, Celeste is the daughter of a failed property speculator, who lost everything when the markets crashed. Celeste would not accept living a life without the luxuries that she had become used to, so she ensnared the gullible Hugo, who could provide her with anything she wanted.
Hugo’s future inadequacies were nurtured at boarding school where he was bullied mercilessly. In dorms at night he was made to dress as a girl and was known as Helen, being mocked as Helen the Fag and used sexually by the older boys. He got no respite at home from his tyrannical parents, for Hugo being bullied and humiliated was a way of life, the only one he knew. His father would not trust him into the business, so gave him a generous monthly allowance that would rival the income of a good lawyer. The idle rich lifestyle attracted beautiful but brutal Celeste, he was undoubtedly good looking arm candy and he had a cock that made most men jealous. With his looks and physique he cut a dashing picture but he was also very immature and emotionally under developed, which suited Celeste perfectly.
Sex was her hobby, that and the constant humiliation of her husband, she had a string of lovers who she openly displayed and made Hugo watch her with, her favourite subject line for the verbal abuse that she regularly bombarded Hugo with always concerned “What real men do”.
She told him that the large cock that he possesed was wasted on him because he didn’t know how to use it, she limited him to one fuck a month.
She found out about Helen from one of his old school tormentors at a dinner party, she gleefully lapped up the information, used it as another stick to beat him with and dressed Hugo up from then on, she particularly enjoyed dressing him up whenever her “real men” came round to visit.
Her latest evil trick ended with Hugo being arrested and charged with indecent exposure. They were eating in a very busy, very expensive restaurant, Celeste thought it would be a good idea for Hugo to take his clothes off.
She followed him to the toilets where he stripped as she‘d asked, she put all his clothes into her tote bag and told him to join her back at their table in five minutes.
“Oh pleeeease Huggy, do it for meeeeee, it will be so much fun! Show them how big it is”
Celeste left the toilets, when the five minutes were up Hugo emerged stark naked, he looked over at their table which was empty. Celeste had gone, she had left the restaurant and was driving home, the bill unpaid!
Celeste was a top of the range bitch yet the innocent, trusting Hugo loved her unconditionally, because he didn‘t know any better.

3.”Come on Huggy, darling, get some good shots of me walking in the woods, I may even let you wank over the pictures when we get home if you are good” She called back to Hugo in the clipped, upper class accent that she used. “If we don’t come across someone soon, I may even have to let you have your monthly fuck here” She laughed. “If you are lucky”
Celeste posed at a bus shelter that looked like it hadn’t seen a waiting passenger or bus stopping by for a decade, the birdsong that had been the only thing they’d heard for the previous half hour was broken by the sound of an approaching motorbike. As the bike went past Celeste waved, then opened her jacket to flash her tits, the biker waved back as he sped past. Celeste had decided that they were wasting their time, the place was too remote, they had made a mistake coming out this far to an area that they were so unfamiliar with. They were walking back to where they had parked the jeep, along a tree and hedgerow lined lane, leading to a disused railway bridge when they heard the bike again. It was behind them, they turned and Celeste smiled.
“Well lookie here, it seems we have company after all, Huggy. And this one looks like a real man to me”
The biker passed and pulled up in front of them with the bike at an angle across the lane, he put the stand down and pulled a leg over the bike so that he was leaning against it, his bare, muscular arms crossed.
“And just what, is a pretty little thing like you doing out here all on her own? Acting like she owns the place and showing me her tits?” He said, lighting a cigar.
“Maybe, she’s looking for a little bit of action with the locals” Celeste replied with a wicked smile on her face. “Maybe, you are the man to give me some of that action. I’m Celeste by the way, and I’m not alone. I’ve got my husband, Huggy with me” She replied, the biker gave out a throaty laugh.
“Hahaaa! Believe me Celeste, baby, you are alone, forget about him. The name is Chopper and I run everything that happens around here”
“Well, hello Chopper, and tell me, is that name a tribute to your bike or the thing that I can see bulging in those jeans?” Celeste was enjoying the flirting, Hugo looked nervously on.
“You’ll find out soon enough baby, you’ll find out. Now how’s about another flash of those cute little titties for me?”

4. Celeste opened her jacket wide and shook her breasts at her new friend, the man who called himself Chopper.
“You like these, Chopper? You wanna put your big cock in between them, Chopper?” Celeste sneered at him, like he was some beggar or tramp who wasn‘t fit to be in her company, she looked over to her husband. “Fucking hell, Hugo! Keep on taking the pictures you fucking useless imbecile”
Chopper let out the throaty laugh once more, and took his mobile phone out of his waistcoat, he
spoke quickly into it. “Yep, near the old railway bridge, fucking hot one, see you soon, brother” He said, ending the call. “We may have company soon, doll” He said putting the phone back into his pocket.
“Bring them on, Chopper, bring them on. Think they‘ll be able to handle me?” Celeste grinned as she spoke.
“You very well may regret saying that. Fucking feisty little bitch ain’t ya? How’s about you start off by coming over here and giving Chopper a kiss” The biker said, his hand grabbing at his crotch. “And yeah, Hugo man, keep on taking the pictures, I think we’re gonna get some special ones today, dude”
Chopper strode over to Celeste, grabbed her roughly by the shoulder of her leather jacket and pulled her face to his, then kissed her on the lips, the rough bristles of his unkempt beard rubbing against her face. He pushed her away, walked over to Hugo and punched him full in the face. He was surprised at Celeste’s reaction to his assault on her husband.
“Yes, oh yes! Chopper, beat the shit out of him, make him take his pants and shirt off, see what the fucking pervert has got on underneath, go on, do it”
The excitement in her voice told Chopper that this was a seriously deranged lady, it made him smile, she’d meet her match very soon!
He did as Celeste had said and made Hugo take off his outer clothes to reveal a shiny black basque and fishnet stockings, his cock was on show and Hugo looked suitably embarrassed.
“I never let him wear panties, his dickie is a little too big for them, not that I let him use it much” Celeste revelled in the look of shock on the big bikers face “His shoes are in the bag” Celeste said. “Huggy, put them on, show Chopper how pretty your legs are”
Hugo did as he was told and put on the five inch heeled patent shoes, he also did a full twirl when Celeste shouted at him to do so, Chopper shook his head and stroked his beard.
“Sweet Jesus, you two are real sick fucks..” He turned to Celeste. “I’m confused now, are you his bitch or is he fucking yours?”
“He’s nothing. He’s just a meal ticket, and I’m any real man’s bitch who wants me” Celeste replied.
“Jesus, real sick fucks” Chopper whispered under his breath. “This is gonna be easier than I thought”

5.“Whoa, Yeah baby, I told ya you’d look fucking hot without the skirt, what a fucking ass you’ve got girl. And hey, Hugo, it really suits you !” Chopper laughed, he had grabbed the camera from Hugo “This a great fucking camera, it must’ve cost you a packet, man. You don’t mind giving it to me do you? I’m gonna be a real photo guy with this from now on”
Celeste was now in her element, flashing and posing for photographs with Chopper, truly relishing the humiliation that she was causing for her husband, the cuckolded Hugo.
“Maybe we can have some real fun later? Show my dick of a husband how a real man treats a sexy woman? Maybe…the guys you rang earlier.” Celeste spoke over her shoulder as she played to the camera, showing off her fabulous arse in the sheer tights that she wore over them.
“Oh baby , don’t you worry your pretty little fucking ass about that, sure we’ll have some fun.”
The mobile phone in the chest pocket of his leather waistcoat buzzed as a message was delivered, he opened it, his large fingers nimbly tapping a out a reply.
“As a matter of fact, you’ll meet them very soon, I just know they are gonna love you”
He smiled at Celeste and continued taking pictures as Hugo watched.
The rumble was initially faint, like thunder from a storm far away, getting louder as it drew closer until the ground shook below their feet. The cacophony became deafening as the source came into view and ten highly powered motorbikes drove slowly up the deserted lane. Another ten came the other way, they all stopped, the riders dismounting so that there was no way out in either direction.
“And here they are now, bang on schedule” Chopper said to no-one in particular as he began to unbuckle his belt. “Let the fun begin!”
The cocky confidence drained from the face of Celeste as she looked around her, the groups of bikers behind and in front, the tall heavily barbed wired hedge rows to either side, a little further along were the walls of the old railway bridge giving no means of escape.
“Oh, shit. Oh fucking shit!” She whispered, glancing at her husband.
Hugo stood beneath a tree, he watched the bikers dismounting, one of them howled with laughter at seeing Hugo in high heel shoes, fishnet stockings and the basque underneath the leather skirt that Celeste had just taken off and made him put on.
“Oh Shit!” Hugo repeated.
“Hugo, Celeste, meet The Outlaws!” Chopper said smilingly and spat what was left of his cigar onto the floor.
They both knew they were in big trouble.

6. The Outlaws walked towards Chopper from both directions and gathered around him, giving Chopper and each other high fives and handshakes, a few had pillion passengers and there were three women bikers amongst them making it quite a crowd.
Some who had stayed with the bikes took bottles of beer from the large side satchels and handed them around, laughing and joking, one of them looked at Celeste and rubbed his crotch roughly mouthing “Baby! Come to xxxxxxxxx!” at her.
They all wore the same uniform, black leather jeans with a skull and crossbones belt and biker boots, all wore nothing about their torso but a buttoned up matching leather waistcoat with the legend “Outlaws” beautifully embroidered across the back, all wore leather gloves to complete the uniform. Some wore bandanas, some had pony tails or beards some were bald with handlebar moustaches but each and every one were obviously proud to be bonded as The Outlaws.
“That the bitch you told about?” One of them said to Chopper, looking at Celeste who had edged towards Hugo, she was now looking decidedly sheepish.
“Yep, that’s Celeste, she’s gonna be our little piece of party entertainment, fucking cutie or what?”
Celeste felt at least twenty pairs of eyes boring into her, the cockiness had gone, she now looked vulnerable and scared.

7.“And, who? Just who the fuck is that” The biker pointed at Hugo.
“Why, that, that is her husband. Big dick on the guy, but Jesus, what a fucking freak!” Chopper laughed and looked to the women who had joined them “Lizzie, I think I can trust you and the ladies to look after Hugo here, huh?”
A big blonde woman in the same Outlaws regalia clicked her fingers and two other women joined her, they walked over to Hugo and took him by the arms, dragging him away, in between the bikes that had been parked across one side of the road. Hugo said nothing.
“Where are you taking him? What are you doing to him?” Celeste called after them.
“Never you mind honey, I think you’ll have enough on your plate here to stop you from worrying about this piece of shit” The blonde Lizzie answered over her shoulder, the women and Hugo disappeared into a small gap in the fencing.
“OK, GUYS!” Chopper had to shout to make himself heard. “We got the beers, we got the chick, what do we do now? We fucking party!”

8. Celeste looked around her in a state of bewilderment, she was used to being the boss, having the power over both Hugo and any guy who she chose to fuck. She had lost Hugo and didn’t have any control whatsoever over the men gathering around leering at her. She was a habitual flasher and exhibitionist, she adored showing off her body but the dynamics had changed. She wasn’t showing to a group of three young guys wanking over her in a car park, she was stood in front of a mob who looked like savages. Dressed in just her leather jacket, tights and cowboy boots, the sunglasses she wore hid the anxiety in her eyes.
The men moved closer around her, beer bottles and cigars in hands, she could smell a mixture of both with the sweat that comes with such a nice summers day.
“Hey, Celeste, you just love having your picture taken don’t ya?” The uneasy silence was broken by Chopper.
He stood in front of her with Hugo’s camera in his hands, a cigar hanging from one side of his mouth, a smile forming on the other.
“C’mon, how’s about you do some pictures for the boys?”

8. She decided the only way to get through this was to try and tough it out, the sunglasses gave her the sense that she was able to hide her sheer terror, she put on the sneering look that people who knew her would be so used to.
“Shoot away boys, how do you want me?”
They walked a few steps to the old railway bridge, they shouted, she posed and Chopper clicked.
“Against the wall, Open your jacket, Squeeze your tits, Lick your tits, Blow me a kiss, Show me your fucking tongue, Porno pose, Hands on your head, Show me your ass, Touch your ass, Take the jacket off like a stripper….” One of them caught the jacket and they threw it around between them, they drank and laughed as they called out their requests. Celeste was down to just her tights and cowboy boots and was playing along, some of the smiles she was giving out were real, she even began to enjoy it.
“Turn around against the wall, ass, ass fucking ass! Make like you are being crucified, Push your fucking tits out, bitch, Bend over like your are ready to be fucked, Open your legs you fucking whore bitch”
The requests got dirtier and harder, Celeste’s brief feeling of optimism evaporated into the summer evening air completely with the next one.

9. “Fuck this bullshit! Lick my fucking asshole you whore!”
From amongst the throng one of the bikers stepped out, a big tanned guy, the only hair anywhere on him was a goatee beard, he was taking his boots off and then his trousers as he spoke. He stood in front of Celeste in just his waistcoat, he had “Kojak” tattooed above his shaven cock which he held in his hand, he turned around and bent over, his ass pointing upwards.
“I said fucking lick it!” He shouted again.
“Oh God! Oh my God!” Celeste whispered as she felt hands grab her by the shoulders from behind and push her onto her knees.
Another strong hand was holding her by the back of the head and pushing her face towards the big guys ass, he held it there, she tried to struggle but she had no chance, she couldn’t use her hands due the hold on her arms.
“I wanna feel that pretty little tongue inside there, you hear me? Kojak called behind him.
She had no choice, she started to lick around the hole then felt more pressure at the back of her head, she slipped her tongue into Kojak’s arse and began to lick him out.
She tried to switch off but the crowd around her was baying, chanting and clapping in time with every push she felt on her head, pushing her mouth tighter against Kojak’s arse and ultimately, her tongue deeper inside it.
She felt the action of him wanking his cock as she licked him, then him tense up as he shot his load, his body then relaxed as he slumped to the floor in post cumm satisfaction.
“Jeeeeeesus! What a fucking tongue, I haven’t been fucking rimmed like that since I had to pay for it!”
Kojak turned over and lay on his back, stroking his cock, now flopping upwards over his tattoo, the guys around them started to laugh.

10. “Fuck man, I ain’t kissing that bitch now I know where her fucking tongue’s been”
Another of the Outlaws ran over to his bike an opened his side satchel, he came back with a toothbrush. He dipped it into a bottle of beer and asked Chopper to hold her head still.
“Now honey, open wiiiiiiide”
Chopper held her nose to force her mouth open and the other guy forcibly brushed her teeth with the beer soaked toothbrush.
“Tongue out, come on honey, you don’t wanna taste gorilla shit all night do ya?”
He rubbed the brush roughly over her tongue and around the inside of her mouth, then asked for some whisky, someone passed him a bottle, he dipped the toothbrush into the neck and repeated the process.
“The best fucking antiseptic around” He laughed and kissed Celeste on the lips. “Now, rinse”
Chopper got her to open her mouth wide and the brusher poured the contents of his beer bottle into her mouth, it overflowed onto her face and ran down her neck and chest, she choked and spluttered until he had emptied the bottle.
“Gargle and spit out, now doesn’t that feel better, huh?”
Celeste spat the beer that was left in her mouth onto the floor, some of the beer splashed onto the brusher’s boots.
“You will pay for that honey” He said and slapped her across the face with the back of his hand.
Celeste was on her knees, Chopper released his grip on her and she fell forwards, she hadn’t hit the ground before she felt another pair of hands grab her by the shoulders and pull her back up.
The hands lifted her to her feet and dragged her over to another group of Outlaws.

11. They stood around her in a circle, there were seven of them all drinking from beer bottles.
Celeste’s blonde hair was all over the place but miraculously she had still kept her sunglasses on, she still had her tights and boots on but the tights were ripped open at the knees where she had been on the floor. One of the bikers stepped into the middle with her, a Nordic looking guy with long, yellow hair halfway down his back, he told her he was called Viking.
“Chopper told us you were a real mouthy fucker, full of the hard bitching shit” He held her by her upper arms and lifted her off the floor so that their faces were level.
“Well, we ain’t heard a fucking peep from ya yet girl, what’s up? Cat got your tongue or somethin’?” He smiled, showing perfect white teeth. “ You rich bitches full of yourselves, you are all the same”
Viking put Celeste back down and grabbed the sunglasses, he broke them and threw them over his shoulder, all Celeste’s defences were now down, they could all see the dark rings around her eyes where her mascara and eyeliner had run. Viking roughly pawed at Celeste’s tits then put a hand down underneath her crotch, he fingered with her cunt through the material of her tights then nipped at them with fingertips, ripping the tights open.
He started to bite at her neck, and she screamed out
“No, please. No!”
She felt Viking smile as he nibbled at her neck, the fingers of one hand inside her cunt the other playing with her tits before taking her hand in his and placing it on his crotch.
“Unzip and take it out , rich bitch”
He guided her hand to unzip his trousers and take his cock out then wank him slowly until he shot, the spunk spilling onto her hand and forearm.
He pushed her away, she stumbled backwards into the arms of one of the guys stood around them.
“Go, on fellas, cop a good feel of her before the real action starts”
Viking lit a large cigar and put his cock back into his trousers.

12. They stood around her in a close circle and pushed her between themselves, feeling her up, slapping at her tits and arse, at one stage she had twelve different hands on her body. A hand grabbed the waistband of her tights, ripping and tugging hard at them. What was left of the expensive material that would normally have men willing to pay to touch and wank over was hanging in shreds over her boots. She was hugged from behind around the waist and lifted off the ground, her instinct was to kick out which raised a laugh from the men around her. Her legs were caught mid kick and the boots were pulled off her, the guy who took off her boots threw them high and hard, they sailed over the hedgerows and into the surrounding trees.
Celeste was now totally naked, she felt all the hands go underneath her and a loud chant went up.
“ONE…TWO….THREEEEE..”
Celeste flew upwards, then quickly back down to be caught by the hands, the ritual was repeated four times until she finally called out.
“Oh Christ no, Jesus Christ Noooo!”
They threw her up one last time, higher than before her arms and legs kicking and flailing as she hit the peak then going numb as she descended, not knowing whether she would be caught or left to hit the ground.
They held her, almost gently in position, Chopper’s voice boomed over to them.
“OK guys, bring her over, we’re ready to start”
They hoisted her above their heads and carried her the twenty yards to where Chopper stood with the rest of his entourage. They slid her down onto her feet to stand in an upright position. Her legs wobbled a little as her feet hit the ground then she gave out a scream that made the birds in the trees panic and fly away en masse into the dusk.
“NOOOOOOOO!, WHY ME??, WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO MEEEEE??”
Chopper and all the men around him were now naked but for their Outlaw waistcoats, they smiled as Celeste screamed again. Chopper threw the stub of his cigar away and spat on the floor.
“YOU!“ He shouted, pointing at her. “Came to us. Remember? You came to us”

13. “OK, Two of you hold her open for me” Chopper pointed to two of his men who had brought Celeste over. “Don’t worry, you’ll get your turn boys, but Chopper goes first, that goes without saying guys. Right?”
The two Outlaws picked her up, holding her at waist height, they had a hand each underneath her ass to support her and another on each thigh to hold her legs open. Celeste had no choice but to put her arms around the men’s shoulders to stop herself falling backwards an risking breaking her neck. Just in case she got stroppy and tried to hit out, another of the Outlaws stood behind to grab her arms if need be.
She let out another scream, loud, shrill and piercing, it drifted away into the darkening sky. Dusk was quickly turning to night, some of them had arranged their bikes in such away that their headlamps were turned into spotlights, pointing at the action area as they turned them on. Chopper surveyed the scene, he pondered for while, relishing the sight of Celeste being held in front of him, then gave instructions to build a fire.
“There’ll be a chill in the air soon, a nice fire will do just nicely” Chopper looked around at his group. “And, of course, if we decide to keep her, we’re gonna need it nice and hot for the initiation!”
A few of the guys put a bonfire together, lighting it with drops of petrol from one of the bike cans and fuelling with torn up fencing and an abundance of fallen branches that lay in the area. A couple of them made torches with fence posts, they tore up Celeste’s jacket for scraps to wrap around the tops along with Hugo’s day clothes that had been left in the bag. They threw the bag onto the fire along with anything that was left in it.
Chopper approached Celeste waving his cock in front of him, laughing manically, his boys chanted his name, Celeste screamed again.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!”
“Scream as long and loud as you like baby, ain’t nobody for fucking miles around, and the bats sure as hell ain’t gonna help ya!”
He put his hands around Celeste’s neck, drove his rock hard cock inside her as his boys held her still and started to fuck her.

14. Celeste threw her head back and continued to scream as Chopper fucked her, the screaming seemed to make the Outlaws more rabid in their hunger for her. As she was being pumped, hands would appear from all angles and touch, feel and paw at every part of her body. Darkness had fallen, being a city girl she wasn’t used to this type of black night, it never really went dark in the towns and cities.
She raised her head to see Chopper frantically going into her, drilling her with his cock, he was silhouetted against the now raging bonfire, the yellows, reds and oranges of the flames dancing upwards around his black, shadowy form. The bike lights had been turned off, so the fire was the only source of light, a yellowish circle in the black. She saw the forms of men stood around the fire, drinking, smoking and laughing with each other, waiting their turn.
She felt Choppers fingers grip hard on her arse cheeks as he gave her one final, brutal thrust and shot his load. He threw his head back, looked upwards at the sky and howled like a wolf as she felt him violently spurt, his midriff shuddering against her as his cock drained it’s last drops inside her cunt.
“Put her down” He said in a breathless whisper as he composed himself, slid his cock out of her and put his hand out for a beer.

15. Celeste felt the release as the hands that gripped her let go, her feet hit the floor, the hands that were on her shoulders steadied her then they too let go.
“You bastards!” She shouted out. “You depraved fucking bastards”
She ran, initially straight ahead towards the fire then turning away from the heat and into the nothingness ahead, nobody followed her, they just watched, she was going nowhere. They cheered, hollered and mocked the obvious futility of her actions. She was naked, she pointlessly tried to cover her tits and cunt with her hands as she ran in a large circle, the bike barriers were still laid out across the road, the fences, hedges and walls hemmed her in sideways and then there were the walls of the railway bridge. If she managed to scramble on top it was a fifty foot drop onto the old railway line below. If she got through the bikes, what would she do then? Where could she go? Naked in the pitch black night.
Her streaker like runs turned into stumbles, her feet were used to being inside soft leather shoes and boots, not running over the stony and uneven ground that she was on now. She fell onto her side, rolled onto her front and started to sob.
After a few minutes laid on the floor in the coolness of the night away from the fire she was jerked up by the now familiar rough hands, two under her armpits swept her upwards. She felt beery, smoky breath from behind her on her cheeks and a sarcastic voice in her ear.
“Hey, come on honey, this party is for you. You can’t leave yet”
Celeste was lead back into the middle of a circle of men, all high on sexual lust, all wanting a piece of her.

16. A large groundsheet was brought from one of the bikes along with some camping mattresses and laid down onto the floor, Celeste was thrown onto them and the men stood around her.
“Hey, come on, bitch, crawl around like the dog you are. On your hands and knees” A voice came from the crowd around Celeste. “C’mon, fucking do it”
She got onto all fours and started to crawl, tears were streaming down her now dirty face, her hair covered in dust from where she had fallen, her body scratched and grazed. The men got onto their knees and held their cocks out, one of them grabbed her head and pulled her towards him and onto his cock, making her suck it. He looked skywards and copied Chopper’s howling as she sucked. The other men took his lead and also began to make the eerie noise as she was passed around between them, being made to crawl across the clearing to suck on each waiting cock. These weren’t full on blow jobs, she was instructed to get a good taste of each man who offered his dick for her to put her lips around. One got a little carried away and held her a little too long to hold back his excitement and he shot his load. Some of it went in Celeste’s face and some shot over her onto one of the mattresses, he stood up and dragged her over, pushed her head down onto it and wiped the spunk up with her hair. A couple more of them couldn’t resist and wanked off over what they were seeing, the process was followed with both as she was dragged over to the juice and her head and hair were used as a mop.
She crawled back into the middle of the clearing and looked a sorry state, her feet were now bleeding and her knees scuffed, her arms and thighs were bruised where she had been manhandled. She sat back on her haunches, looked at the scene around her and began to cry.

17.”Hey fellas!” Another of the Outlaws spoke, he looked as is he was pondering the meaning of life as he sucked on his cigar and continued “We’ve all got our own little fantasies, right?” There were a few grunts that sounded like agreement. “You wanna know what mine is?”
“Get on with it Spooner, you dickhead!” The voice urging Spooner to tell all was Choppers.
“Well, I kinda like perfume, and I’ve always kinda wanted to fuck a chick who was wearing beer perfume” He laughed. “Y’know, fucking covered in beer perfume”
The Outlaws laughed, Chopper put a strong arm around Spooner’s shoulder and laughed with them. Celeste was the only person present who didn’t find it hilarious.
“Well, who are we to deny a guy his fantasy? Huh? We got the chick right here, we got the perfume right here and Spooner definitely got his dick ready. So, what the fuck are we waiting for?”
Chopper got a fresh beer bottle and held it high over Celeste, he poured the contents slowly over her head. One of the men pushed her over with his foot so that she was lying on her back and the rest of them stood around her and poured beer all over her naked body.
A large frothy puddle formed around her, Chopper grabbed her by the hair and turned her over onto her front and dragged her around so that her whole body was covered, some of the guys splashed the beer over her with their feet and hands then Chopper left her on her knees, covered in this alternative scent and kneeling in the now dirty beer puddle.
“Well? Spooner, man. What the fuck are you waiting for? Your beer flavoured fantasy awaits!”

18. He stood over her and took her hair in his hands, bent over her and breathed in the aroma, he licked and kissed at her face then stood upright and wrapped Celeste’s dirty blonde, beer soaked hair around his cock. He began to masturbate to get himself fully hard then put his cock against her face and guided it into her mouth.
Spooner was being encouraged by the rest of the on looking Outlaw faction as he unhurriedly face fucked Celeste, his hands clamped to her head and his hip action deliberate and slow, being careful not to get too carried away in his moment of glory.
He pulled out of her mouth and put her back onto all fours, Celeste looked up at the watching faces as she put her hands down into the gooey mess that they had made for her, she bit her lip, she had hate in her eyes.
Spooner slid easily into her cunt and gripped her firmly around the waist, he was a big strong guy and his hands looked huge around Celeste’s middle. As he fucked her he pulled her backwards and made her back arch upwards towards him, her body was shining in the light of the fire with the beer that had been poured over her. He put his head forward and licked her shoulders and back as he fucked, then began to bite and suck at her skin to get the full taste of the unique perfume.
“Ass, ass, ass, ass, ass!” The chanting around him began slowly then built up to a crescendo, they chanted louder and faster in time with Spooner’s action.

19. Spooner heeded the chanting and withdrew from Celeste’s cunt, he could feel her sobbing through her body movement in his hands and pulled her head back by the hair until his mouth was beside her ear.
“You are gonna fucking love this, bitch, fucking love it!”
He pushed her head back downwards and played the end of his cock around her asshole, he aimed a long dribble of spit from his mouth that dropped perfectly around her hole and then put his hands at each side of her buttocks. He gently pushed his cock into her, giving out a guttural moan as he felt the tightness of her resistance surrounding him as he started to move in and out of her ass.
“Jeeeeeesus…Oh my God, yeah baby. Take it all babe, take it all” He whispered, then went in further.
She screamed out as he entered her fully then put her mouth down to her hand and bit on it as his action grew harder and faster. He had the full attention of the crew as he expertly fucked Celeste’s ass until he could take no more.
He pulled out of her then pushed her over onto her back, kneeling over her as he released an explosive orgasm, shooting over her body and tits then falling onto his hands so that he was directly over her, he bent his head into her face and roughly kissed her mouth, she kept her mouth closed and tried to shake free of him.
He pulled himself back onto his knees then grabbed at Celeste, he pulled her head towards his cock and held her nose tightly to make her mouth open. He pushed his now semi flaccid cock into her mouth and held her head there for a minute.
“There, that’s what your fucking ass tastes like” Spooner said to her sneeringly.
He pushed her to the floor, back into what was left of the messy, sticky beer puddle and walked back towards the fire.
“Boys, help yourselves. She’s all yours” He said over his shoulder.

20. They took her in turn, threw her around like a rag doll, Chopper and Spooner could hear the screams from Celeste as they spoke around the fire. They drank whisky from the bottle and both smoked large cigars as they plotted. Both wore nothing but the Outlaws waistcoat’s that by their creed could only be removed when bathing. Chopper gave Spooner a friendly pat on the shoulder and they agreed on whatever it was they were discussing. They turned to face the action as Celeste was being double teamed by two of the Outlaws, one pounding her mercilessly from behind as the other held her filthy face steady so that he could fuck her in the mouth.
“Great fucking party Chopper, huh?”
“The best my friend. The best!”
Chopper called for the gangbang to end, a couple of the guys complained that they hadn’t been through her yet, so he waved his hand in a dismissive fashion.
“Whatever, but be quick about it, and throw all this shit on the fire when you’ve finished” He said pointing at the groundsheet and mattresses that lay underneath Celeste and the gangbangers.
There was a noise in the darkness out of view of the fire’s light, snapping twigs underfoot, then laughing.
Lizzie and the girls had returned with Hugo.

21. Hugo was in between two of the women, Lizzie, the girls leader and Jules both had a hand around Hugo’s waist. The other of the women, Roz, had gone to her bike in the barrier and followed with a large blanket that she gave to the naked Hugo to wrap himself with.
Hugo looked happy, as did the three women, Chopper had a look of shock on his face.
“Lizzie, I thought I told you to get rid, dispose of the fucker. Remember?”
Lizzie explained to Chopper that they were keeping him, that they were taking him to Switzerland with them when they went to join the biker commune the following week. He was rich, he was a nice guy, he was an incredible fuck and that the bitch Celeste had treated him like shit, like everyone else had in his life so far.
“How, do you know all this?” Chopper asked her.
“Simple, he told us, we felt sorry for him. And then he fucked us all, that just about sealed it! That silly bitch doesn‘t know what she‘s been missing with him” Lizzie giggled “And guess what? I got myself some sexy underwear!” Then she frowned, looking over at Celeste who was slumped on the floor, bleeding, dirty and naked after the gangbang “So, what about her?”
“Oh, we’re keeping her, we were just about to do the initiation business when you lovebirds popped up” Chopper answered.
“Fantastic!” Lizzie yelped and looked to Hugo. “I think you’ll enjoy what’s coming next if you wanna hang around to watch”
Celeste lifted her head wearily and looked up to Hugo with pleading eyes and an outstretched hand.
“Hugo, darling. Help me, pleeeease, darling”
Hugo spat onto the floor in front of Celeste, kissed each of the three women who would be his new companions and they all stared down at Celeste.
“Fuck you!” He growled. “You deserve anything you get, and you won’t be missed, by anyone”

22. “Hey Lizzie, how about you all clean the bitch up for the ceremony, and we’ll sort the rest. Huh?” Chopper said, clapping his hands together.
“It’ll be a pleasure” Lizzie took over and gave out the orders. “Jules, go and get the rope and stuff, Roz, get the water. Hugo, just use your strength, watch and enjoy”
They dragged Celeste over to a tree with a thick branch overhanging the lane, Jules had the rope over her shoulder, Celeste started to scream.
“Oh Shut up you stupid bitch, we aren’t gonna hang ya” Lizzie spat into her face “But, after a few weeks living with these guys, you’ll probably wish we fucking had!”
Lizzie laughed as she tied Celeste’s wrists together in a tight knot, she threw the other end of the rope over the branch and asked Hugo to get the end. She wanted him to pull it down until Celeste’s feet were off the floor and she was dangling. Hugo relished the job in hand and held the rope steady as Celeste was raised. The three women rubbed soap into her bruised and bloodied body, Lizzie took a lot of pleasure in taunting her.
“You city bitches, fuck, who do you think you are? You see us three? Those dudes would never lay a hand on us, cos we are biker chicks, we’re like them. We only do horrible things to horrible fucking people, like you.” She paused and looked at Hugo. “You had a good guy there, he’ll have a great life with us, away from you, away from all the shit he’s had to put up with” She nodded to Roz and Jules. “OK, rinse this piece of shit off”
The two other women both had large water bottles, they took the tops off them and threw the water over Celeste. Hugo still had hold of the rope and found a tree stump in the floor behind him, he lashed the rope around the stump and they left her there, hanging, swinging, dripping.
Celeste was screaming obscenities at everyone, promising vengeance, the Outlaws ignored her and prepared for the ceremony.

23. After a while Chopper came over with a large knife, Celeste screamed frantically as he swung at her with it, he was wickedly teasing her with the threat of the knife, he purposely went as close to her as he could with the blade, then diverted the thrust and cut the rope above her hands.
She fell heavily to the ground, still screaming until the wind was knocked out of her with the impact of hitting the floor. He picked her up and carried her over to where the whole group were standing around the fire. A chair had been set up with ropes attached to the arms and legs. Chopper shouted over to Lizzie.
“Hey, Lizzie, seeing as you are leaving, we need some colours for her. After she’s been initiated as the Outlaw Whore, she’s gonna need the gear.”
“Oh God! No! What the fuck do you mean? No!” Celeste shouted and started to wriggle in Choppers arms.
“Shut the fuck up!” Lizzie strode over to Celeste and slapped her across the face “Yeah, why not, we got others, we’ll give you the three, so she has a change of clothes” Lizzie laughed.
She took off the leather Outlaws waistcoat, she had nothing on underneath and her large tits flopped out free as she handed the garment to Chopper, the other two women did the same, they were all now topless.
“Hey, I feel fucking naked without the colours on!” Roz laughed, the Outlaws all cheered as she shook her tits around for them. Celeste screamed again as Chopper put Lizzie’s leather waistcoat onto her, it hung loosely on her bruised and broken body.

24. Celeste’s screaming became hysterical when she realised what was going to happen, she punched and kicked out but Chopper had her firmly gripped around the waist as he carried her towards the chair. It was what Celeste could see beside the fire that was putting her in such a frenzied state.
“Oh Noooo, pleeeease, not this, not this! HUGO! HELP ME, GOD FUCKING HELP ME!”
At first glance it looked like Spooner was simply stoking the fire with a metal rod, but when she looked closer as he pulled it out of the flames and held it up it for inspection it became plain that he held a branding iron, they were going to brand her! Once more sparks flew up as Spooner pulled it out and almost lovingly looked at the glowing metal, he spat on it and a tiny sliver of steam rose from it, he smiled at the iron, then smiled at her.
She knew with the sheer strength of Chopper that her actions were ineffective but she carried on screaming and struggling.
“NOOOO! YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME YOU BASTARDS, YOU CANNOT FUCKING DO THIS TO ME!”
“Just watch us baby, very soon, you will become the exclusive property of The Outlaws” Chopper spoke into her ear, she tried to turn her head to bite him in one last act of resistance but dodged it easily and roughly put her into the chair.

25. Chopper held her down onto the chair as Lizzie and Roz tied her shins to the legs of it, Hugo and Jules doing the same with her wrists to the chair arms. Hugo in particular was taking a great deal of pleasure in seeing the tears stream down her face and the noise of her uncontrollable sobbing. He hadn’t put the blanket back over him after he’d helped with the roping, he was naked and hard, obviously excited at what he was participating in.
“Hugo, Huggy! I thought you loved me! You DO love me. Help me, Pleeeeeeease!” Celeste implored.
“That’s the problem you stupid, arrogant, self centred bitch, I DID LOVE YOU! IT WAS YOU WHO HATED ME, REMEMBER?” He shouted the words into her face then whispered “Goodbye Celeste”
“Move aside please, how can a man work in all this clutter? Spooner said as he walked towards them with the glowing iron held out in front of him.
Celeste’s screaming was panic-stricken and furious as he approached, then there was a foul smell as she emptied her bowels and pissed herself when the iron got within inches of her skin.
“OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD HELP ME!”

26. The smell of shit and piss was mixed with the aroma of burning flesh, Chopper had rubbed some oil into her breast just before the point of impact when Spooner held the red hot iron against her skin and everyone present heard the unmistakable sizzle as he held it there for no more than ten seconds. It was enough. Celeste’s terrified and terrifying final scream pierced the night air and then she passed out. When Spooner lifted the iron away there was a steaming impression left on Celeste’s left breast “PotO” , Property of the Outlaws.
“You belong to us now baby, you belong to The Outlaws” Chopper said, he lit up a cigar and went to get a beer.
They cut the ties from her lifeless, sweat covered body and threw the soiled chair onto the fire. The women cleaned her up thoroughly and treated the wound with oils, this time with a great deal of attention and care. Celeste was semi conscious and mumbling tearfully. They made her hair look presentable and put a little make up on her face then lay her onto a fresh blanket, putting another over her up to her neck. They gave her something to drink which almost instantly knocked her out then left her to sleep.

27. As the potion wore off Celeste kept waking, screaming, pleading for mercy and shouting for Hugo. They gave her some more to sip and she sank into xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx once more, they left her there as they said their goodbyes. Hugo was going with the girls, He was going to get a bike once they got to Switzerland, he was looking forward to getting away from all the shit he’d had to put up with in his life and with Celeste. He was just going to disappear, nobody would even notice until he was settled in Switzerland with whatever identity he fancied giving himself, he didn’t think anyone would even care.
The girls put on their biker jackets, Hugo was given a pair of jeans and a jacket by one of the Outlaws, he went pillion with Lizzie and off they went to spend a few days preparing for the disappearance. They would return to pick up the Jeep, Hugo needed to get the spare key as the original was thrown on the fire with the bag.
“It’s a pity we didn’t get it all on film, that would’ve made a hell of a fucking video” Lizzie said as she kissed Chopper on the cheek. Chopper laughed, put his arm around Lizzie’s shoulder and turned her around, pointing at one of the bikes. Hugo’s video camera had been attached the front and was pointing in the direction of the area around the fire.
“Take it, it’ll be something for Hugo to remember us by” He laughed again. “Make sure you send us a copy!”
It was nearly dawn and the birds were chirping their tunes again by the time the bonfire was doused and the area tidied up. Chopper wanted to get back to their farmhouse camp, he shouted over to one of the guys with a sidecar who drove up beside him, he picked Celeste’s blanketed body up and put it into the sidecar. He got onto his own bike and lead the way as the Outlaws roared off into the dew filled morning to take their new whore home.
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