THE SLUT WAS MARCHED DOWN THE STEEP STEPS TO A VERY DIMLY LIT CELLAR. ITS EYES ONLY SLOWLY ADJUSTING TO THE DARKNESS. It was aware of many eyes peering from the shadows. It was also aware of the various sexual acts being carried out. Young trannies, middle aged trannies and a few more mature trannies were being attended to by admirers of similar ages. A less inhibited atmosphere would be hard to find.
Zelda marched her slut through the crowded corridors to the rear of the cellar. Pulling aside the curtain of a vacant glory hole, she hooked Shirley's cuffs to the rail above its head and left it to be enjoyed by the group of men that had gathered. Zelda stood back and watched as hand after hand groped around the helpless slut's flesh.
The slut was weak at the knees with excitement as it felt strange hands separating the cheeks of its bottom and stretching its love hole.
This at the same time as its balls were being grasped and pulled downwards while its cock was being sucked.
Zelda kept a close eye on the proceedings and ensured that all penile penetrations were with full protection.
After some heated forty five minutes of rape, she noticed that her slut was beginning to sag with shear exhaustion from its onslaught.
She released its cuffs and allowed it to slip down to its knees. A further hour or so of having its face fucked and filled with enough cum to float a boat, she dragged it to a large leather bed and gave a demonstration of how to punish a slut for such disgusting behavior.
After thanking Nancy for her hospitality, Zelda dragged the slut back up the stairs and out into the rain.
