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Slutterella and the Temple of Doom
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We left off with Slutterella returning home after buying her first butt-plug sort of on accident, losing her actual real virginity, getting a job, and getting stopped and almost frisked.
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Slutterella returned home, quietly put the scratch tickets and packa Newports on the kitchen table, took a fat shit and went straight to bed so she could relieve all the tension that had built up during what was the most topsy-turvy day she'd had since the day she answered the door for the census guy. But that time didn't count. Get it? Count :grinning:
Anyway, what were we talkin about?
Oh yeah, Slutterella relieving her uhhh tension.
Slutterella flopped on the bed like a limp fish. She wormed out of her strapless top, threw her one shoe in the corner, and pulled down her skirt from Hot Topic and Hello Kitty panties. She was normally so horny, this ritual would have put her at ease. But somehow, she seemed "tired" of it all. From the blow-up dildo, to the almost stop and frisk, to the one-true-love at the dumpster, to the bewbs at 7-11, Slutterella almost had this strange feeling like she needed a break from it all.
Out of habit, though, she slid her fingers down where they belonged. Already wet. Hmmmm, she skipped playing with her clit and just wriggled them inside. It felt so good, Slutterella's vagina sent her brain into a dream like sexual fantasy. She forgot all about being "tired" of it all. What was she thinking. Sluts don't get tired of slutting!
------ ohhh oh my god hmmmmnn fuck oh fuck yes. Omg I'm so wet inside. I'm never this wet....
----- omg! That's the um [bulge] guy.....from earlier's um...
"You should pull your fingers out and put them in your mouth"
"Oh no I can't do that. They have another man's cum on them." Slutterella replied. Wait... Who was talking? Slutterella opened her eyes and looked around. She was no longer in her room.
------ what the fuck???
She was in some sort of underground, cavernous dungeon of some type.
------ oh no, not agaiiin 😭 😉
She found herself chained to a stone archway that bordered a large flatstone stage. At the center of the stage there was this big statue that had six arms and two of em stuck straight out and held human skulls with chains coming out of the jaws, where a cast iron cage large enough for a human dangled beneath.
Directly below the cage, in the wall, there was a trap door with two sliding flatstone panels, currently slid open to reveal a huge skull. And if that wasn't enough, there was a huge pit of lava surrounding the stage that anyone could just fall into. Like no railing. At all. Seriously. I gotta beg the town to give me a permit so I can build a fuckin shed in my own back yard, but this guy gets a lava pit with no railing and no questions asked???!!! 🤷♂
Anyway, Slutterella never felt so vulnerable. Except for maybe that other dream she had one time with the aliens, and Sigourney Weaver was trying to save her and then she and Sigourney ended up wondering if the aliens had penises since they basically looked like walking penises, really, when it got down to it. So they ended up hooking up with each other after, and then the aliens came back and then they all hooked up and then there was peace between the humans and aliens (stay tuned 🤣).
Point is, nobody had to die. I'm just sayin. Nobody had to die in that movie. 🤷♂
Come to think of it, nobody had to die in Starship Troopers either. 🤔 Whoa. 😳 
"What's with the decor in here?" Slutterella muttered under her breath.
"I heard that!" A really fuckin creepy dark dude in a red and black robe and a horned hat made from an ox skull with a shrunken head fastened on it stepped into Slutterella's view. He had these weirdly intense eyes and his eyebrows were oddly thick. Slutterella was pretty sure he tweezed the uni part of his brow. He walked up to her and lifted her jaw, digging into her chin with the tips of long, pointy nails.
Slutterella's heart dropped all the way down and settled between her legs. "What....what are you gonna...DO to me?" she asked.
The strange man drove his fingers deep inside her. "Ouhhhfffffffuck," Slutterella cried as she felt the waves of helpless pleasure penetrate her mind. "Oh oh my god! Oh my god! Oh please! Pleeease! Ahhh auhhhnmm!!!!"
"I told you to taste it," the man bellowed, pulling his fingers out of Slutterella's quivering canal. He held them in front of her face for a moment. The [bulge] guy from earlier's cum slowly drizzled down the length of both his fingers.
Slutterella's mouth hung open. She couldn't bring herself to close it. He put his fingers inside of her mouth, forcing her to suck the [bulge] guy's cum off of them and swallow it.
Slutterella felt like a mouse paralyzed by a snake's poison just waiting to be devoured whole. But it felt so good. Slutterella felt trapped and helpless, and yet, she never wanted it to end.
Pushing his robe to the side, he exposed his dick. It was weeeeird lookin. Like a mutated peanut with three pods instead of two. And the tip was bent to the side and down at just the right angle to make it look like his balls were taking a skin shit.
Speaking of his balls, they sagged so low it looked like he had 'em stretched in one of their ritualistic tribal ceremonies. They kinda curled up and shrivelled in a way that made it look like what it must look like when one of those aborigine chicks takes the disc out of her lip. I mean you can't unsee that shit.
"Holy Mary Mother of Christ!" Slutterella's mouth said.
"What?!" The creepy dude asked, clearly self conscious.
"What the fuck is that?"
"What the fuck is what??"
"That." Slutterella nodded in the forbidden direction.
"Oh this?" Said the creepy guy as he flipped his little skin turd between his fingers.
"Oh you'll come to appreciate this...reeeal soon."
"IIIIIIIII...seriously doubt it. I'm sorry. Is that why you're down here? Cause you can't find a girlfriend cause you gotta funny shaped dick?"
Smack
"Shut up!"
"Owwww! DICK!!"
It seemed Slutterella struck a nerve.
The creepy guy walked to an area just outside of her view and quickly returned with a small scimitar. It was curved more than most and it had a hook on the end.
Slutterella's attitude changed instantly when he brought the blade dangerously close to her breasts.
"Oh my god please I'm so sorry, please don't HURT me! I love your dick. I LOVE it!"
The imminent threat activated Slutterella's primary survival instinct.
"Please Sir, please don't hurt me, I'll suck your dick so hard. I'll suck yo diiiiick!"
Without a word, the creepy guy started sucking on Slutterella's neck. He slid his hands down her ass and then lifted her leg up and looked at Slutterella's pussy. There was no question Slutterella had a nice pussy. She kept it shaved and it was bright pink and somehow still tight. He licked his finger and slid it along her slit. Slutterella quivered and moaned as he slid his cock inside. He held his cock inside her perfectly still like that for a long moment. He trembled slightly, let out a deep sigh of relief, and then withdrew.
He turned and started to walk away.
"Wait...wuh...that was it? You came??"
He ignored her, left and soon returned with three large smooth flat-bottomed egg shaped stones.
"What are you gonna do with those??"
He just smiled, put the first stone in her mouth, and secured it there with a leather strap. Slutterella filled the dank air with muffled pleas as he put the second stone to her pussy. The second stone he fit tightly in her pussy. But it wasn't until he put the third stone in her ass that they all three started to glow.
"It worked!! It woooorrrrrrked!!!! Bwahahaha!!! Bali Mangthi Kali Ma. Shakthi Degi Kali Ma."
Slutterella shook until the leather strap loosened on her face and the stone came out of her mouth. It fell to the stone floor and broke clean in half.
"What have you done?!!! Nooooo!" The creepy dude grabbed each half of the stone in either hand. Fury welled up in his eyes. "You will burn for this!" He screamed.
"Oh shit man, are you actually crying?" Slutterella asked.
"No."
"I'm the one with the stone in my ass and you're crying?"
"Shut up!! I told you I wasn't crying." The creepy dude was definitely crying. He was beyond butt hurt. It was like a whole life time of butt hurt condensed into one moment.
One of the creepy dude's underlings happened in.
"What!" The creepy dude shouted angrily.
"Um...nuh...nuh...nothing, Mola Ram, Lord. The men are ready for the ceremony."
"Excellent. Tonight will be a night to remember. Gather the men. And bring the prisoners. They can watch."
"Yes Mola Ram, Lord." The underling said, bowing briefly before he quickly disappeared from Slutterella's view.
"Oh and bring me a rolla duck tape," he shouted after him.
Mola Ram retrieved the Sankara stones from Slutterella's ass and pussy.
"Why don't you.....hang around for the ceremony," he said, chuckling lightly before leaving her chained to the archway.
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Will Slutterella escape? Or will she be destroyed in Mola Ram's sadistic ceremony? And what is his actual fucking problem anyway?? Find out next time in Part 2 of Slutterella and the Temple of Doom!
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Hahaha seriously 🤣
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