The Terrace View Apartments Part 5

It was a tattoo gun, and within minutes I had "sissy slut" tattooed in the cleft above my ass, and "Property of TVA" emblazoned across my groin. Most painful was the bright red ink that was permanently inserted into my newly pierced nipples and areolas. Then, in finale, "Sissy" was permanently etched into my still erect cock.

I must have passed out from the pain, but I awoke to find myself still tied up and being fucked from behind by an anonymous man. Maraciela was standing by my side, and even though she was being fucked simultaneously by one of the Terrace View residents, she breathlessly asked me if I was okay. I muttered something in the affirmative, and she took my hand and held it in support as I spent the rest of the evening tied across the bench. Countless men stopped by to fuck my ass, which was so stretched open by this point that you could shove your whole fist inside me without any resistance for days to follow.

Frequently these men would follow up fucking my ass by shoving their feces-covered cocks into my mouth and using my exhausted lips to bring them to an erection once again. I was too far-gone to care. Feces, urine, cum, it all slid down my throat and into my bowels without distinction.

And the initiation was far from over; and I spent the night being fucked repeatedly, or having cocks and pussies shoved against my exposed mouth. I dutifully serviced them all, even though I barely had the strength to keep myself breathing. And when the sun finally rose over the Terrace View Apartment complex, I was released from my bondage. Maraciela led me gently to an underground room where she carefully dressed my wounds and showed me the small metal cage that would be by sleeping quarters for the next few years.

She held me tightly, and pressed my face against her over-large breasts. I reverted back to infancy, and began to suckle on her teats. It was enough to lull me to sleep, and the last thing I remember from that first night is the metallic clank of Maraciela locking us bound together into our small cage for a few short hours of rest.