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Vile (refer to 'Harlot')

Due to a masochistic need for objectification, Sylvia relished that she'd been commercialized.

As she and her husband were departing The Underground Market, she remembered a wee morning incident that'd occurred 7 years earlier.

She still lived at home and her prudish, divorced mum wouldn't let her rut; while she was wandering about a park, she'd encountered a handsome, white stranger.

Unclothed, he was reclining on a blanket in the underbrush and it seemed his scornful eyes mocked her innocence as he asked, 'Is your hymen intact?'

'Yes.' 'Let me pop it,' he urged her.

She discarded her bloomers, raised her skirt and lowered her muff onto his 10-inched rod shredding her virginity and virtue. Tasting forbidden fruit and feeling deliciously wicked, she humped him until he sprayed dick-slime into her ruined pussy.

But she didn't regret that she'd become utterly wanton prior to meeting the also-handsome Leroy.

Once she'd detailed the-above experience, he said, 'Jolly good! You're shamefully shameless enough to tie the knot since marriage isn't sacred!'

'Are you proposing to me?' she said.

'Yeah,' he replied.

'I accept,' Sylvia responded, with Leroy inviting his 20-y/o white friends, Tim and Baron - an English-speaking German - to his apartment where he announced her decision.

'Congratulations, duckie,' Tim expressed his well wishes.

'Ja, nutte (yes, slut),' Baron added, then: - 'Do you mind if we grope her, Leroy?' 'Bloody 'ell! Why should I? She's a sex-fuend!' the latter crowed as Tim and Baron started to roughly fondle her.

'You have no dignity, do you?' Tim inquired.

'Bimbos never do,' Leroy told him.

'Hurensau (whore pig)!' Baron crudely muttered.

'Do you understand that degrading term?' Tim wanted to know.

'I do and I love it!'

'Y0u don't love the moral slob, do you?' Baron asked Leroy.

'You're despicable, aren't you, Sylvia?' Leroy answered.

'Yes, I am!' she whispered, before Leroy arranged an unofficial wedding to happen that Saturday night by requesting Baron to conduct a demeaning ceremony in a rubbish-littered garage he owned.

Nevertheless, Sylvia looked radiant in a black gown when the nuptial party left his flat.

'Kneel and repeat: I'm an insult to purity,' Baron commanded her.

'I'm an insult to purity.'

'I'm disgusting and indecent.'

'I'm disgusting and indecent.'

'I'm a vile trollop.'

'I- I - I'm a vile trollop!' Sylvia spluttered as Baron unzipped his trousers to display his 4" X 13" phallus which he guided into her neck.

'Aarrmm!' she gagged as Leroy dropped his pants, crouched and drilled his 9-inched tool into her guts while Tim massaged his 7-inched pecker.

After Leroy and Baron had withdrawn from her, however, their's and Tim's semen stained her dress.

'She's joined in an unholy union and cursed be the bride forever!' Baron sneered.

Not surprisingly, though, Sylvia agreed!

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