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  “Can you get your heel out?” Mistress Josephine asked, offering Indira a hand.

  “I don’t know. His butt’s really sucking it.”

  “Do you think he’s enjoying this?” Charming asked Jing-Fei.

  “Hope not,” she said. “I’m up next.”

  Madame Dartmore and Mistress Josephine helped Indira up, clearing the seat for Jing-Fei and her generously-proportioned red dildo. They left the leash forgotten on the floor.

  “Maybe a little less lube this time?” Jing-Fei suggested.

  “Good thinking.” Mistress Josephine rubbed just a dab into her palm while Madame Dartmore jammed the next dildo onto Jing-Fei’s right heel. It was shiny and red as a fire truck.

  “You’d better not enjoy this, Pigman.” Jing-Fei set the tip against his asshole.

  Mayor Pigman hollered around his ball gag as Jing-Fei pushed her dildoed heel up his ass. She didn’t stop. The motion was slow and steady as she infiltrated his hole with that big red toy.

  “I don’t want to watch,” Mei-Li said to Charming. “But I just can’t help myself.”

  “His body is so…” Charming shivered from head to toe.

  Mei-Li nodded. “I know what you mean.”

  Jing-Fei buried her heel as far as she could in the mayor’s butt. It was quite a sight: just a shoe sticking out of his ass crack and the heel lodged firmly out of sight. If any other man were to get pegged this way, it might even be sexy.

  “Can you get it out?” Charming asked.

  “I’m not sure I want to.” She jerked her foot around, making the mayor scream. “How d’ya like that? I’m beating his ass from the inside out!”

  Mayor Pigman writhed on the cement floor, obviously enjoying the proceedings far less than Mei-Li and the other girls. Jing-Fei went at his ass so hard and for so long that Madame Dartmore and Mistress Josephine finally had to pull her out of him. They dragged her kicking and giggling off to one side so Charming could take up the chair.

  “Your dildo, Prince Charming.” Dolly bowed coquettishly before handing another dildo to Madame Dartmore. “I can’t wait to see you squeeze this big black cock into that big fat ass.”

  “Calm yourself, Dolly.” Mistress Josephine shook her head while Madame Dartmore rammed the dildo onto Charming’s rather thick heel. “You’re not a child.”

  With a slap of lube, Charming lowered her dildo down the mayor’s ass crack. She held the sides of the chair tensely, with both hands, as she zeroed in on his hole.

  Dolly gasped. “It’s not going to fit!”

  Jing-Fei smacked her gently. “Quiet down.”

  Mayor Pigman twitched on the concrete. If he was nervous, he should be. That dildo was a monster. Mei-Li doubted it would fit inside her pussy, even with all the lube in the house. She watched, in awe, as Charming pressed the black tip to the mayor’s stretched hole.

  “Grrrrrraaaaaawwww!”

  That’s what it sounded like when the mayor screamed around his ball gag.

  “Grrrrrraaaaaawwww!”

  He wiggled on the concrete floor, hard enough to shake Charming’s chair. She gripped the sides, as Jing-Fei had done, and hollered, “Man, you do not want to shake me. I’ve got a big black cock hovering right outside your ass!”

  Indira and Mistress Josephine each placed a stiletto heel on one of his shoulders, pinning him to the ground. His pink wig had fallen off, but they left it on the ground alongside his leash.

  “I believe the woman told you to stop moving,” Mistress Josephine said.

  “You just don’t like listening to women,” Indira joined in. “Do you, Mayor Pigman?”

  “Particularly women of colour,” Charming said as she jammed the tip of her huge dildo in his hole.

  His utterances were incomprehensible, which was really the only way Mei-Li could tolerate them. Everything that came out of the mayor’s mouth was dirty, filthy, oppressive trash. He deserved what was coming to him.

  “How do you like them apples, eh, Mister Mayor?” Charming turned the toe of her boot left to right. She rammed her heel into Pigman ass with a constant corkscrew motion, and he did not seem to appreciate it. “What’s wrong? Can’t take it, Pigman?”

  “Nah,” Jing-Fei answered. “He loves it. You should see the look on his face. He’s all hot and bothered. He’s sweating up a storm. He can’t get enough.”

  The mayor shouted heartily enough that all the veins in his head throbbed, visibly. Mei-Li half wondered what his cock was doing inside its cage, but she wasn’t about to look. She’d rather concentrate her gaze on Charming’s foot as it opened his ass to an unfathomable stretch.

  “Wow,” Mei-Li said. “I don’t know how I ended up with the biggest dildo, but I’m not sure I can do it.”

  “Sure you can.” Charming grunted as she kicked at the mayor, driving her dildo into his big ass. “Look how much I’ve stretched him for you. We’ll just give him another round of lube and you’re good to go!”

  Mei-Li wrung her hands as Charming retracted the big black dildo from his big pink butt. “I guess it’s my turn now…”

  “No sense being nervous.” Madame Dartmore helped Charming out of the chair, and then helped Mei-Li into it. “Put one foot on that side of his leg, and the other heel up on his bum.”

  Mei-Li was extra careful not to touch his sweaty pig skin with the softness of her own naked thigh. He was huge! He was everywhere! Good thing her leather boots came all the way to her knees.

  “Now give me that foot there.” Madame Dartmore plunged the enormous pink dildo onto her heel, and Mistress Josephine gave it some lube. “You’re doing just fine.”

  Mei-Li looked straight ahead, and the sight took her breath away. The mayor’s asshole hadn’t completely closed up after Charming removed her black cock. It gaped expectantly, but closed little by little the longer she stared at it.

  No sense letting a gaping asshole go to waste. Flexing her leg, she lowered the bright pink dildo down on his opening. When the tip approached his hole, she felt a sucking sensation, like her foot was being drawn unapologetically inside. She couldn’t fight it, and she didn’t fight it. She let her boot become swept into his orbit until her dildo plugged his hole.

  “What happened?” Charming asked. “Is it in?”

  “I don’t know. A little bit, maybe. Is it?”

  The mayor squealed like a pig.

  “Just the tip,” Jing-Fei said, examining his ass much more closely than Mei-Li would ever have done. “Keep going. Ram it in.”

  “I’m trying!” Mei-Li turned her toe side to side so she was driving the mammoth dildo into his ass, corkscrew-style.

  Dolly clapped her hands. “It’s going! It’s going in!”

  “Is it?”

  Mayor Pigman jerked to the right, nearly tossing Mei-Li off her chair. Madame Dartmore and Mistress Josephine had to grab her arms and hold her in place while the other girls jabbed their heels into his flabby pink back. They’d taken the dildos off their shoes, so bare stilettos abounded. The sight was strangely arousing, she had to admit.

  “Harder,” Madame Dartmore cried out. “Destroy that asshole. He deserves it.”

  Mei-Li couldn’t argue, there. With all her strength, she rammed the fattest dildo she’d ever seen into his ass. She filled him up, ignoring his screams. No way in hell this wouldn’t hurt. The dildo was just too large. He must be in excruciating pain. His hole gaped, stretched to its limits. So ugly, so hideous, so full! She turned her dildo, pushed it, rammed it in there.

  “Good,” Mistress Josephine said. “That’ll do.”

  As Mei-Li looked across the mayor’s backside, she no longer felt sympathy for him. The girls were right. He had it coming. A huge asshole like Mayor Pigman deserved to be stuffed.

  Holding a butt plug with a curlicue pig tail, Madame Dartmore said, “If you’ll extract your foot from the mayor’s ass, I’ll be only too happy to insert this charming cork.”

  Coming out was almost as hard as going in. His ass just a
bout locked her in place. It took Indira and Charming both tugging on her calf to extract it. Once she was out, Madame Dartmore filled the gap with that pigtail plug, and they all laughed ruthlessly.

  “Who’s got a camera?” Mistress Josephine asked.

  “I do!” Dolly jumped up to place her camera on the ledge where the Sissy kit sat. “It’s even got a timer, so we can all get in the shot.”

  “Isn’t that a little incriminating?” Mei-Li asked.

  “You know the plan,” Madame Dartmore said. “We willingly acknowledge what we’ve done. If the police can find us, they’re free to arrest us. We committed this crime. We’ll take responsibility for it.”

  They crowded behind Mayor Pigman, and everyone set a heel in his wobbly jelly flesh. He whimpered impotently. Nothing he could do. He was zip-tied, ball-gagged and cock-caged. They owned his ass.

  “Okay, girls, everyone grab your bags on the way out.” Madame Dartmore took another picture of the mayor with her phone. He looked rather pathetic, face-down on the ground, ruthlessly feminized, with that piggy tail sticking out of his ass. “We’ll call the police as soon as we’ve breached city limits.”

  “You think he’ll be okay until then?” Charming asked. “Maybe we should hose him down before we leave.”

  “No!” Dolly cried. “You’ll wash off my make-up!”

  Mayor Pigman moaned.

  “See?” Dolly asked. “He likes it.”

  Charming shrugged, and they all took a last look at the mayor as they picked up their bags.

  They’d never be back. This would be their final collective memory of Hogtown. By the end of the night, they’d be in Hamtown, which welcomed girls like them with open arms.

  As they hopped in the van and took off into the darkness, Mei-Li could hardly believe she was on the run, leaving the city she loved. Madame Dartmore liked to say that the citizens and the mayor were like a couple, and Hogtown had been stuck in a bad marriage for years.

  “You can’t stay in a marriage once your spouse has turned against you,” Madame often said. “Life’s too short.”

  Mei-Li watched out the van’s tinted window as they cut through the back alley and onto the bright city streets. She’d miss this place. She knew that much.

  The End

  ABOUT LEXI WOOD

  LEXI WOOD is a sock puppet who came to life one night while her keeper was out picking up Chinese food. When nobody’s around, she bashes her face against a typewriter until stories come out. And those stories are shocking.

  Lexi’s exterior is 53% acrylic, 37% nylon, and 10% recycled tinsel. On the inside, she’s full of bloodlust, wanderlust, lust-lust, bathtub gin, and pills she found on the floor. She also got into those tranquilizers you give your cat to get it in the travel carrier. You shouldn’t leave those things lying around.

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  When she’s feeling dirty, Lexi likes to be held in soapy water and rubbed vigorously. In her spare time, she sits on the shelf, waiting for someone to shove a fist in her hole.

  Who would? Lexi Wood!

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