Chapter 1

The three naked young girls shivered continuously in a brightly lit freezer unit.  They hugged each other desperately for warmth; their young bodies pressing into one another's as much as possible.  Teeth chattered between tiny blue lips, and little feet tried desperately to wedge into the warm spots where flesh presses against flesh.  The three high school friends were closer than they'd ever been in an effort to stave off hypothermia.  They'd been locked in there for 2 hours, tearfully awaiting the nightmares that lay ahead.

Suddenly a side door to the freezer compartment slid open, and a wave of precious warmth washed over the girls.  But their relief was short lived when they saw the two men standing in the tiny sauna-like room through the doorway.  One man was completely naked, his rolls of fat dripping sweat, giving off a noxious odor that the girls could smell even though they were ten feet away.  His large, slimy, uncircumcised cock rested on his fat thigh, being so long and stiff that it poked though his rolls of fat, reaching nearly half way to his thigh.  Drool ran from his semi toothless grin, and he patted his thigh while looking at the girls and making kissing motions.  All three girls instinctively dry heaved at the sight and smell, but they continued to look on in apprehension at the man standing beside the naked slob.

The outfit he wore looked appropriate for a hike in Siberia, which he must have been thankful for as he strode into the below 0 freezer.  He wordlessly uncoiled a hose that rested on the wall of the freezer unit, took aim at the girls, and let loose a stream of icy water.  The young preteens screamed loudly even though the spray of water was over rather quickly.  But the effect of the water was immediate.  Their hair was painfully cold to the touch, and the girls could almost feel the ice crystals forming on them.  They eyed the sauna room in desperation, and cried as the Siberian man approached them.

"How cold are you, Sharpay?" he said in a mechanical voice, flat and uncaring.

She sheepishly looked up at him and said, "P-P-Please... let us g-g-g-go -"

The man quickly leap upon her and grabbed her by the hair.  When she screamed he jammed the hose into her mouth and pushed it down her throat, making her gag.

"That's not what I asked you, girl," he said as he released the water valve.  Ice cold water poured into young Sharpay's thin body, painfully shooting down her throat and distending her small stomach.  The other two girls cried at witnessing the traumatic scene as poor Sharpay fought with all her strength to pull the hose out of her mouth.  But the man kept the water flowing for a full minute before removing the hose and spraying the rest of her body.  She immediately threw up the ice water onto the other girls, who continued to cry and scream in terror.  Completely defenseless and terrified, the teens hugged each other ever more tightly, their young faces and breasts pressed together, clinging to both warmth and protection.

"Now Gabriella, how cold are you?"  The tanned brunette looked up at the menacing figure and hoped that she would say what he wanted to hear.

"I can't f-feel my feet, sir.  And I c-c-can't stop shaking..."

"Good, that's what I want to hear.  Pretty soon your cute little toes will freeze up so much that I'll be able to break them off like a piece of ice," he said as he grabbed Taylor's little toes.

"Would you like to save your little toes, Taylor?"

"Y-y-yes, mister," replied the usually head strong black teen.

"Oh I'm sure you all would, but I can only save one of you.  The other two will have to stay in here for another two hours."

The three girls looked at each other, thrown off by this sudden dilemma.

"So who wants to go to the sauna room for 2 hours.  I'm sure Morris would be willing to entertain you while you're in there, too.  He just loves young throats and tiny assholes," he added as the girls gasped in horror.

They continued to stare at each other speechless.  Sharpay especially had little to say, as she was barely conscious, completely overwhelmed by the pain and extreme cold.

"Well, if you're having trouble deciding, maybe I could help," he said as he reached for the hose again.

“I'll give each of you the same treatment I gave Sharpay here, and maybe when you start feeling the chill in your bones, as she is no doubt feeling, you will be a little more motivated.”

The evil man then worked his magic on young Taylor, pulling her hair harshly and filling her throat with the hose.  Just as he was about to release the water, Gabriella screamed-

"Don't hurt her!  I-I-I'll go.  I'll do it,  I'll do it," repeating it perhaps to convince herself because she was so terrified.  But she had always been the most headstrong of the bunch, and she had to make this decision or things would get worse for everyone.

"Well now, that wasn't so hard," he said to her as he removed the nozzle from a deeply relieved but concerned Taylor.

"Now you better be nice to old Morris here.  If he gets upset, he will get very, very angry.  You don't want to make poor Morris angry now do you?" he concluded, motioning towards to slobbering ogre.  Morris grinned and cracked his knuckles in a menacing way towards the shaking teen.

Gabriella nodded while she shed a few tears, "No, s-s-sir!"

The man grabbed her by the hand and led her to the sauna room just a few feet away.  As Gabriella got closer to the beast of a man she wanted to scream out and renounce her decision.  But she knew she was powerless.  Before she knew it she was at the floor at the man's feet, retching at the smell and sight him.

"Have fun!," the man mocked as he closed the door, sealing the two together in the tiny sauna.

Chapter 2

Gabriella's tiny body had trouble adjusting to the heat, but that was the least of her problems.  To save herself and her friends from certain hypothermia, she agreed to spend 2 hours with the grossly obese man in the sauna room adjacent to the freezer where her two other high school friends suffered in bitter freezing temperatures.  Now, the man, Morris, was touching her nude body all over, his wet, slimy paws running over her pert nipples and tight, athletic ass.  She shivered in disgust, both from his touch and from the lustful look in his tiny, dark eyes.

Morris grabbed her by her wet hair and pulled her up along his flabby belly and chest.  She was now astride him, his two large and stretched out man tits on either side of her head.  As she was pulled along his filthy body, his sweat and slime rubbed onto her body, including her face.  It stung her eyes and got up her nose, causing s dry heave spell

"Oh you are so pretty, little Gabriella," the obese old man bellowed, "I've never had a girlfriend so pretty."  As he spoke, spittle sprayed from his mouth and into Gabriella's face.  She simply continued to sit atop his flab, trying to relieve the pain of her hair being pulled and holding back her dry heaves.

"And such a pretty mouth - I want to feel that pretty, pretty mouth."  He pulled her close to his face and starting licking and sucking on her reluctantly parted mouth.  His warts and pimples oozed fluid onto her face and eyes.  Despite this, she did her best to kiss back, for fear of angering the man and inciting the wrath of a man ten times her size.  She kept thinking of her friends, trying to remember better times together, trying to think of anything other than what was happening.  But it was so visceral - she could close her eyes, but she couldn't close her sense of smell or touch.  She could not ignore the horror she was experiencing.

"Oh yes, such a pretty mouth," he continued after he pulled her face away from his.  Drool and puss ran down her face and matted her hair.  She could barely open her eyes because of the sting of his sweat and puss.

"I need you to be a good girlfriend.  And good girlfriends suck on their boyfriends' cocks.  And if you don't, I'll break all your pretty teeth in," he finished as he dragged her to the spot in between his legs.  He pinned her body in place with his enormous thighs, and continued to hold her head by her hair.  By this time she was able to open her eyes, only to be terrified by the spectacle before her: a semi-erect, thick veined monster, with a head peeking out from beneath think, unclean foreskin.  And the smell.  She knew it had to be diseased, it smelled like sweaty feet and rotten cheese.  She gagged anew, and almost clenched her teeth to prevent the man from forcing it into her, but she controlled herself and girded herself for the inevitable.

"Suck me, suck me now!" he demanded as he pulled her mouth over the head of his cock.  She closed her eyes and started sucking on it, but was overwhelmed by the mixture she tasted.  He was so unclean that a yeast infection pervaded his foreskin area, and the bacteria and puss was more than she could handle in her mouth.  She vomited anew, and with such force some of it went out her nose, painfully burning her sinus cavity with bile.  And still the man pushed his cock further into her mouth, demanding that she suck it more.

But soon that didn't matter, as he pressed harder down her throat and used his grip on her hair to fuck her face.  She had no ability to stop the punishment with her hands trapped along with the rest of her body in between his legs.  She gagged and wretched continually as his cock went in and out of her throat, pushing further in with each thrust.  She tried to scream for his to stop, but nothing was intelligible, and the monster fucked her throat with abandon.

On and on the throat fuck went.  Her throat was chaffing and her gag reflex was forcing her to vomit almost continually.  Her throat and sinus cavity burned from the acid, and the puss from the infection remained coated on her tongue.  His impossibly large cock pistoned in and out of her throat, pushing almost all the way to the very entrance to her stomach.  Her throat bulged obscenely as she choked on his cock.  She could feel his cock press against her lung cavity within her body, forcing out what little air she was able to get in between the man's punishing strokes.

"Gluhppp guaaaaaaaahh huuuuaaaa gluhpp gluhpp..." Gabriella's thoroughly abused mouth and throat made sickening and unnatural gagging sounds as the ogre fucked the entire length of her throat.  Gabriella's face turned red from lack of air and the physical exhaustion of keeping up with his strokes.  Tears streamed down her face to mix with the cretin's bodily fluids that splashed on to her face, as well as with the copious amount of saliva dripping from her puffy lips.

After 10 brutal minutes Gabriella could not contain her panic - the lack of consistent air made her buck and scream.  For Morris this intensified the throat fuck sensation, bringing him to the brink of ejaculation.  He finally pulled the full length of his horse cock from the skinny teen's raw throat and jammed his cock head flat against her nose.  He grabbed her dark hair held her firm as he ejaculated thick, yellow semen in forceful bursts up her nose and into her eye sockets.  Just as this was happening Gabriella took a deep breath to recover from the throat fuck ordeal.  So as his jism shot into her nose and eyes, she was taking a big inhalation and had her eyes wide open.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah Uuughhhhhhhhhhh aaauuuuuugh!" Gabriella screamed and cried at the simultaneous burning sensations in her pretty eyes and sinus cavity.  The semen even reached the back of her throat through her sinuses and gagged her, triggering one final, massive wretch from the used up teen.

Morris looked over his belly with displeasure at the girl.

"You don't enjoy my cock?  You are no good girlfriend to me!  I punish you.  You scream for me!!!"

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Chapter 3

Sharpay and Taylor no longer had the comfort of each other's warm bodies, the Siberian made sure of that.  Taylor hung from her ankles, her wrists tied behind her, and her head dangling above an ice water bucket.  Sharpay stood a few feet away, facing her helpless friend and trapped in her own bondage.  She was standing barefoot on the cold floor, her feet chained to it.  Her wrists were also chained, but the were connected to a chain that disappeared into the ceiling, and it had some give to it.  The Siberian explained their situation.

"Sharpay, Sharpay... don't cry," She was steadily shaking from both fear and the severe cold.  "You have the ability to save Taylor from a lot of pain and suffering."  She could only stare at him terrified, teeth chattering constantly all the while.

"See, I'm going to drop Taylor into the bucket like so..."

The man moved a tiny leaver in the wall and Taylor dropped a foot lower, enough to submerge her entire head into the incredibly freezing water.  Weakened and bound, the slim black teen could not pull herself out; she could only writhe in terror and agony.  Sharpay looked aghast at the horrible site.

"Sharpay, all you have to do to save her is to tug on that chain your hands are connected to - it's that simple."

Sharpay looked at him in disbelief, but his facial expression was impossible to discern through his arctic mask and hood.  She looked up at the chain and tentatively pulled on it until she felt some gear in the ceiling shift.  And sure enough her friend's ankle chains began to retract and pull Taylor out of the water.  She was still freezing and miserable, but at least she could breathe.

But just as Sharpay began to breathe a sigh of relief, she was startled to feel ice cold water pour down on her.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh Oh MY GOD STOP AAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUGHHHHHHHHHHHH IT HURTS AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHUUUUUAAAAAA!"

The Siberian let slip a chuckle as he watched her wriggle and stamp her feet, anything to try to dodge the water.  But the spray shower head above her got her wherever she moved.  And in the midst of her flailing, Taylor fell back into the bucket!  She must have pulled the chain again while trying to dodge the water, retriggering the mechanism attached to Taylor's ankle chains.

Just then the shower spray ceased, and Sharpay, although still freezing horribly, was able to control herself.  But she panicked seeing her friend drowning yet again.  She looked at the Siberian imploringly, knowing all too well what the situation now was.

"See I told you, you have the power to save her.  And all you have to do is stand a little cold water on your back.  You wouldn't let your friend die for that, would you?"

Sharpay stood transfixed by her friend's suffering, making the cold calculation of how long Taylor could breathe before she would have to let her out of the water again.  The sharp, stabbing pain of the ice cold water was no better than if broken glass had been showered all over her.  She shivered in terror, her body not responding to her attempts to pull the chain and save her friend.

"For Taylor, I must..."  She pulled with all her willpower, knowing that she had just triggered her own torture.

Taylor took a deep breath and grimaced in pain from the freezing sensation around her face.  Through the haze of a powerful oncoming migraine, she was caught off guard by Sharpay's renewed screams of agony.

"Ahhhh, Taylor, it will only stop if I drop you in again.  I'll try to hold it but it --  Auuuuuuuuuughhhhh! AH AH AH! It hurts so much - AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!"  Talking to Taylor was the only thing keeping her mind from snapping from pain.

Taylor was speechless, and did all she could to brace herself for another plunge.  And it wasn't long in coming as Sharpay released Taylor after just 20 seconds of suffering the freezing shower.

"Tsk, tsk, Sharpay.  Your friend is going to need longer than that."  The man willfully toyed with her mind and feelings.  He enjoyed breaking people, watching them become weeping children before him.

Sharpay could only look on in horror as Taylor gyrated in her bonds, in obvious pain and torment from the deep cold and asphyxiation.

"She is doing so much more than you.  You only have to deal with the cold, but Taylor has to deal with drowning, too.  Are you really so weak and selfish?"  She didn't respond in words, but the tears streaming down her face told him that his words had humiliated her.  He knew of course that the ice cold shower was probably worse than the ice bucket submergence, and that the position Sharpay was in was impossible to win, but she didn't know that.  She really thought that Taylor was suffering because of her weakness.  And that Gabriella had made a sacrifice for her as well.

And so she forced herself again, with closed eyes and gritted teeth, to pull on the cable once more to trigger Taylor's chains to retract.  And again, the ice water poured down on a screaming Sharpay while Taylor gasped desperately for air and relief from the cold.   That time Taylor had been under for a very long time, nearly a minute, and was afraid she wouldn't be able to survive the next one.

“Sharpay, Oh God, Sharpay, please,” Taylor pleaded, “Don't drop me so fast – huuuuh –“ she gasped for air, “I can't breathe, huuuuuh.”  Taylor had to yell as ice water dripped down her face and into her eyes, trying to plead with a tortured Sharpay to hold out a little longer.

She tried as best she could, squirming and arching her lithe, teen body, trying to overcome the mind shattering pain.  Her whole body was dripping with ice cold water.  Her wet blond hair itself an object of torture, sucking the heat from her upper body.  Her lips were a deep shade of blue; her teeth chattering violently from the cold.  Even her body showed a faint blue hue, giving testimony to the truly awful state her body was in.

She held on long enough this time, releasing Taylor and shutting off the cold shower only at the very last moment that she could manage.  But she was afraid that at this point she would be unable to do this again.  Her body would no longer respond to her commands – the survival instinct was so powerful that it would not allow her to bring harm to her body any longer.

“If you let her die,” interjected the Siberian, “We will subject you to all the tortures she is scheduled to go through, on top of the ones already waiting for you.  Do you really want to find out how 200 bamboo cane strokes feels?”

Sharpay had no idea, but the whole idea of being tortured several times over scared her shitless, and she once again found the resolve to raise Taylor from the bucket.

Now, as Taylor gasped for air and pleaded with Sharpay for more time, the Siberian pulled out an ice pick from his winter coat.  He approached the captive black girl and said,

“I think it's time to make this more interesting...”

Chapter 4

Gabriella hated her friends for making her fuck the hideous man and saving themselves.  Her stomach and throat burned from having vomited so many times, both from the nausea of having to smell the creature, and the gag reflex of having been throat fucked for 20 minutes.

Her obvious disgust was upsetting him, and he decided to punish his little brunette doll.  He used his bulbous frame to pin her to the floor and he shat on her face.  She was totally helpless and couldn't move.  The long thick turds slowly and steadily squeezed through his pale and pimply cheeks; landing directly onto her cute, scrunched up face.  She clenched her jaw, shut her eyes and did her best not to breath, but the very feel of the man's slime pouring over her face horrified her.  She screamed through clenched teeth and pursued lips, shaking her head as much as she could and tried to believe that is was all just a dream.  But poor Gabriella was only beginning to experience this nightmare.

The fat man turned around, and while still pinning her to the ground, started yelling at her.

“You were supposed to eat it, you damned bitch!” he yelled, putting emphasis on his anger by pressing his knees hard into her arms that he was pinning down.

Even though her face was still covered with shit and she did not want to open her mouth for fear of tasting any of it, the pain in her arms caused her to scream out.

“Please stop, please, I can't I can't.”

“AAARGH!  I hate girls who never want to do anything for me.  You are a lousy bitch!  I'm just gonna have to hurt you until you do what I say.”  He then flipped her over so she was on her stomach, with the pile of shit now lying directly in front of her head.  It was three large, soft logs, sligtly broken up from having rolled over her face before settling on the floor.  She couldn't even look at it, or allow herself to breath through her nose, let alone taste it.  She clammed up in fear.  She didn't want to be hurt, but she just couldn't eat his shit.  She started crying as he explained the situation to her.

“You're going to eat my shit, every last bit of it.  And lick the floor when you're done.  And if you vomit anymore, little princess, you're going to eat that, too.”

“I can't, please I can't do it!”

“Then I'm going to have to hurt you real bad,” he responded as he held her tiny right hand in the grip of his chubby fingers.  He took hold of her pinky finger and started pulling it back, slowly and slowly towards her wrist, stretching the ligaments and tendons in excruciatingly slow fashion.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHH STOP NO PLEASE AAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUGHHHHHHH IT HURTS!  UUUUUUAAAAAAAH!”

She kept screaming the whole time as he broke her finger and held it against the back side of her hand.  The base of the finger was discolored and deformed at the point where her finger actually popped from it's socket.  She had never felt such pain in her young life.  He was breaking her body and there was nothing she could do to stop him.  She was completely helpless and alone, and no one could rescue her.

She continued to wail and sob even after the man let go of her finger.  The pain didn't let up, and she panicked when he took hold of her ring finger.

“Now, are you going to eat that shit or do I have to break another finger?”

“Please... please don't... I want to go home... aaahhhh huuuuuuu aaaaaaa...” she cried and cried.  Whenever she cried people felt sorry for her and did what she wanted.  Maybe, just maybe this man would act like everybody else.

“Are you some dumb crybaby?  Are you just a little girl who can't suck up a little pain?”

“Nooo... I'm not a little girl.  You can't do this to me!”

“I can do whatever I want.  You're my little bitch.  And you have 5 seconds to start sucking shit or you lose another finger.”

“I can't!  I can't!,” was all she could say.  Then as the man began bending her finger back, “Don't.  Don't.  Please, no.  Oh.  OH.  EEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHH STOP IT STOP IT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHAAAUAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUAAA!!!”

Her eyes rolled up into the back of her head and she shook her body as much as she could under his weight.  Every nerve in her body panicked and tried to get free.  But the pain was there no matter where her mind tried to take her.

Her gyrations below him started to arouse him, even though he had already ejaculated a huge amount of sperm into her, his body started to want more.  And in the position they were in, he could easily slide deep into her ass and still continue his little torture game.

“Have you ever been ass fucked little girl?” he asked as he started lining up his fat, slimy penis at the entrance to her rectum.

“What?  What, oh god no.  You'll ruin me, please just let me go!”

“You are really starting to piss me off, bitch.  Bitches love big 14” cocks!”  he exclaimed as he forced the head of his immense dick into her tiny teenage asshole.  His dick was about the same size as her fore arm, including fist, and if not for the prodigious amount of sweat, saliva, and nasty oily fluids that covered his penis, it never would have fit.  But the lubrication along with his immense strength allowed him to lodge 3” into Gabriella's hot ass in one thrust.

“EEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!” she screamed as her sphincter split to accommodate the man's immense girth.  Blood added to the fluids, allowing the man to get half his dick into her before he met serious resistance.  That serious resistance was mainly her internal organs.

“AAAAAAAAAHHH!  STOP STOP IT'S NOT GONNA FIT!  THERE'S NO ROOM INSIDE.  EEEEUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGHHHHHHHHHHH!”  She begged and pleaded in between grunts and screams.  Her body strained with the effort of trying to expel him from her body, but not only was he firmly lodged in her lower intestines, he was continuing to push his way in.  Her intestines had to realign to accommodate him.  The thin tissue inside the abdominal cavity that held her intestines in place began to tear.  It felt as if she had swallowed broken glass and it was tearing her up inside.

She cried and then dry heaved what little else she had left in her system.  Her whole body shook and perspired with immense exertion.  Her asshole was split, her hip bones were bending, her organs were being poked and moved.  It was worse than being stabbed.  It was more like she was stabbed, and inside of her the sword exploded into tiny shards.

For fifteen minutes she screamed and bucked, but the man continued his relentless push into her bowels.  When he finally succeeded in stuffing her completely with his monstrous cock, he then began grinding slowly in and out.  She was teased with the relief sensation of feeling his cock slide out of her body, but then torture her again by ramming it back in.  Over and over he fucked her ass, slowly and deliberately, enjoying her spasms, tears, and labored breathing.

But eventually she could handle the pain.  She forced herself to breath.  She spread her ass cheeks as much as she could.  She would be strong.  She knew he couldn't kill her doing this, and she hoped that eventually he would satisfy himself.

“Well, bitch.  How do you like your ass fuck?”

“It.. UGHH  hurts.. you, monster.  EUUGHHHH.”

“Well that's too bad, because you still have to eat my shit anyway.”

“Isn't this enough?  EEEAAAAAAGHHHH  OW OW Ahhhhhhh... please, you've done enough...”

“I don't care what you think.  You're gonna eat that shit, or this finger gets it,” he threatened while holding her middle finger on her right hand.  The first two fingers still hurt, even through the pain of the inhumane sodomy she was enduring.

“I can't.... I can't,” she blubbered, knowing that she still couldn't stop him.  Nothing she did or said changed anything.  She laid there and braced herself for the upcoming torture.

“AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH  EEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGHHHH!”

The middle finger was larger than the other fingers, and the tendons and ligaments holding in place were considerably stronger.  But with steady, slow pressure, he eventually bent the whole finger back in about 2 minutes.  Gabriella screamed her head off the whole time.

“No more.. please, I'll do it.  I'll eat it.  Please don't hurt me anymore.  Ahhhh huuuuuh uuuuhhh,” she sobbed and cried so hard that she couldn't see through the tears.  He had beaten her.  She was his bitch.  She would do whatever he told her.