Wrath James White presents Poisoning Eros I & II (4 page)

She rolled her eyes, nodded. Ready as she’d ever be,
she supposed. She was way past the point of modesty or
embarrassment, had been for two decades now. This was a job for
her, nothing more.

“Ready,” Colin said. All cameras were running,
catching the set from various angles.

“Get in there,” Jordan said. “Do your stuff.”

“Anything specific?”

He shook his head. “Just see if you can get into a
gangbang with them. Try to take as many at once as you can.”

Gloria entered the set and knelt beside the dogs,
two German shepherds and a Doberman. She just hoped they wouldn’t
rip her apart trying to get at her.

One of the shepherds entered her from behind, and at
the same time she reached the Doberman’s cock and took it into her
throat, bobbing up and down on it. The dog seemed confused and
tried to pull away, but Gloria held tight and followed him as he
backed up. The dog fucking her from behind slid out of her snatch
and mounted her again, wrapping his paws around her abdomen. The
second shepherd was kneeling below Gloria, sniffing her crotch, his
tongue licking her clitoris. He seemed to be trying to find a way
into the middle of all the fucking. His paw batted at her thigh and
he whined.

“Beautiful,” Jordan mumbled. “You’re so good at
this. Keep going.”

The shepherd fucking her from behind came inside her
and pulled away. She released the Doberman, his cock rigid, the dog
not yet satisfied. The Doberman ran behind her and straddled her,
but she moved before he could enter, moved to the shepherd that had
been trying to get her attention, and took his cock in her mouth.
The Doberman was finally able to enter her from behind. The
shepherd in her mouth didn’t seem to care what hole he was fucking
and started to thrust his hips, fucking her mouth.

The dog came in her throat, and he ran off. The
Doberman was still going at it, and Gloria realized she was going
to cum as well. She managed to orgasm right before the animal shot
his load, and she moaned and bucked, and Colin and Jordan whooped
and laughed.

The Doberman pulled out and ran off with the other
dogs to the other side of the loft.

“God
damn
,” Colin said. “How’d you learn to
do that? Bring out the cow. Just lick the cow’s pussy and suck its
teats for the camera.”

Gloria knelt beneath the huge bovine and stuck her
face up into its sweaty snatch.

“No. Not like that! We can’t get a shot like that.
You’ll have to lick it from behind.”

Gloria scowled but knelt behind the cow and began
lapping at its swollen pink labia. The cow moaned and shuddered as
Gloria lapped at its clitoris, bringing it closer and closer to
orgasm.

“It’s about to cum! Stick your tongue in its
ass!”

Gloria dragged her tongue from cunt to ass-crack in
one deft motion and the cow trembled and convulsed as it climaxed.
It backed up trying to force Gloria’s tongue deeper into its rectum
but knocked her onto her ass instead.

The geeks laughed.

Gloria glared up from the floor at them. “Can I have
a towel or something?” she snapped.

Colin tossed her a towel. “Sorry.”

“I need a break,” Gloria said.

“All right, and then we’ll do some more. Okay? We
just acquired some new … uh … creatures. We’re eager to try them
out. ”

“Do you have any coke?”

“Sure.” Colin reached into his pocket and pulled out
a small plastic vial. He then added a small pink pill to it from
another pocket and dumped them both into Gloria’s outstretched
palm.

“Here’s a hit of Xstasy too. It’ll really get you
going.”

Gloria scooped the cocaine out of the plastic vial
with one long, garishly painted plastic nail and shoveled it into
her nostril. She then dry swallowed the Xstasy. The combination of
the two sent an immediate jolt through her nervous system and
nearly counteracted the effects of the heroin. There was so much
speed cut into that tab of X that Gloria could feel her heartbeat
gallop like a fucking racehorse. Every nerve in her body came
alive. The humid air crawled over her skin and the air conditioning
fought to beat it back. The two sensations were somehow arousing.
She knew that it was just the effects of the X magnified by the
cocaine but suddenly she was ready to fuck. She wished she had one
of her former male co-stars to mount her. Someone like Lance
Mannion with his beautiful nine-inch ramrod or even one of those
fresh-faced up-and-cumming starlets who’d always been so eager to
lick her well-worn twat for more airtime. Instead, she would have
to content herself with whatever farm animals the geeks had lined
up for her. Right now she didn’t even care. She was so horny all
she wanted to do was get fucked by something.

“That sure got her going. That’s some great fucking
X, ain’t it? My cousin makes the stuff himself. He’s a chemistry
major at Princeton. He said all the chem students sit around all
day trying to see who can make the strongest designer drugs. I can
get you more if you like it.”

“Yeah, get me more.” Gloria’s eyes had glazed over
with want and she had already slipped a hand down between her naked
thighs to finger her suddenly swollen clitoris.

“Man, incredible! We need to pass that stuff out at
the nightclubs. We’ll start orgies everywhere we go.” Colin smiled
and shook his head. “Okay, let’s get her in there with the
worms.”

“Worms?” Gloria looked up.

“Oh, you’re going to love this, sweetheart. We got
them from this exotic animal dealer. He only handles rare and
endangered species. He’s the one who was going to get us the
giraffe, and then yesterday he approaches us with these …”

Jordan swung open the door and Gloria caught her
breath. There was a large Jacuzzi—big enough to fit six people
comfortably—in the middle of the room. Within it seethed huge
serpentine creatures slithering through the bubbles in slow
peristaltic undulations. A humid stench wafted from the hot tub,
clogging Gloria’s nostrils. It smelled like a septic tank, like
some loathsome thing shat out from the bowels of the earth.

There were nearly a dozen of them. Pale larval
vermin covered in a sheen of greenish mucus that not even the
steaming water seemed capable of washing away. At least five feet
long, none seemed to have eyes, ears, or even a mouth. One end of
the things contained an orifice that resembled a vagina and the
other end contained a human-looking cock, complete with testicles.
Midway between their bodies was a nest of little snake-like
appendages that they were using to cling to each other during
copulation. As Gloria watched, the creatures found each other again
and again in the bubbling water, sliding their penises into one
another’s vaginal orifices while simultaneously allowing themselves
to be penetrated. An orgy of slithering slime-covered invertebrates
fucking like sex-starved speed freaks. Had the eel-like creatures
possessed backbones their corybantic thrusts would have snapped
them in two.

“The
fuck
are those?”

“How the hell should I know? The guy just called
them worms. Said they came from the center of the earth or some
shit.”

“I’m not getting in there with those things! They’ll
… they’ll eat me alive or something.”

“They don’t even have mouths. I don’t even know
how
they eat.” Colin stared into the hot tub and scratched
his head, a perplexed expression on his chubby, pockmarked face.
“Look, you wanted ten thousand? You get in there and fuck those
worms and we’ll give you ten thousand. As much as we paid for them,
we’re not about to let them go to waste. Here—have another hit of X
to loosen you up.”

Jordan reached into his pocket and withdrew another
magic vulva-pink capsule. Gloria could tell by the pathetic bulge
in his paisley shorts that he was eager to find out what those
things were going to do to her.

Gloria tossed the pill down her throat. She didn’t
really need it; she was already horny as hell, but she wanted to be
beyond horny, past caring. She wanted to be a mindless animal when
she did what she knew she was about to do, what they all knew she
would do: take the money and fuck the worms.

Gloria climbed into the hot tub.

They swarmed her. Tiny tentacles slithered across
her breasts, thighs, buttocks, stomach, throat … tickling and
probing, looking for ways inside of her. One of the unctuous vermin
wrapped its wiry appendages around her waist and entered her from
behind, the lubrication oozing from its skin easily allowing its
man-sized cock to slide into her distended asshole, thrusting in
rapid-fire strokes that only the horniest teenaged sex-fiend could
have mimicked. Another entered her vagina, ramming up into her with
the same relentless enthusiasm as the creature pounding in and out
of her asshole. Still another wrapped itself around her face and
began fucking her throat so vigorously that Gloria nearly drowned
as she gasped for air and thanked god for the absence of a
gag-reflex.

She couldn’t see but could feel two more
mucus-slickened cocks being thrust into her hands, which she began
to masturbate. The worms didn’t last long—they came within minutes,
filling her with a thick gooey tar that she assumed was some type
of semen. They recovered quickly though, their erections
resurrecting moments after each orgasm. No sooner did one ugsome
vermin spill its seed, ejaculating a copious deluge of heavy
bittersweet slime, when another rushed to fill its place.

The creatures smelled like they lived on vomit and
excrement. Gloria choked on the stench, tried to keep herself from
regurgitating with one of their penises in her throat because she
was pretty sure the worms would not pull out but would continue
fucking her face. Besides, the second hit of X had kicked in, and
all the attention she was getting from the worms was starting to
build one hell of an orgasm within her.

“Man, look at her go! She’s getting off on this
shit. Those worms are fucking the shit out of her. We are going to
make millions off this!”

The digital video camera continued to record
Gloria’s latest debasement.

“This is like Fear Factor with one hell of a fucking
twist! I wonder where that Vlad guy got these things?”

Gloria heard the name and froze. She tried to speak
but one of the worms was still thrusting deep into her esophagus
with its man-sized cock. She grabbed hold of the thing and torn it
off of her face, ripping its soft squishy body in two in the
process and filling the tub with an inky red-black blood.

“Who did y—”

Before she could finish the question, another worm
insinuated itself into her mouth. She bit down, severing its cock,
and spit it into the tub. Blood sprayed from the ragged hole where
the creature’s sex organ had been as it convulsed in agony,
squealing a high pitched death-shriek. Where the noise was coming
from, Gloria didn’t know—the damned things didn’t have any
mouths.

“Did you say Vl—”

Another worm mounted her face and Gloria tore that
one apart, too. She speared her fake nails into the worm wrapped
around her waist and shredded its body. Its lower half continued to
pump in and out of her weathered cunt as the rest of its body sank
to the bottom of the tub. Gloria speared her fist up inside of
herself, squashing the rest of the creature and scooping it out in
handfuls of brackish goop. She then reached around to tear off the
one still digging into her rectum. No sooner had she freed herself
than all her holes were immediately filled again. Gloria attacked
these as well, adding their cries to the symphony of terse shrieks
echoing from the hot tub.

The noise was like metal scraping bone. It made
Gloria’s hairs stand on end. But there was almost a pattern to it.
As if they were trying to speak. She could almost make out the
words. But that had to have been in her head. Another side effect
of the X? These filthy things couldn’t have been intelligent. They
were just horny, mindless animals and she had to get them off of
her. If they had gotten them from Vlad then they had to have been
evil in some way.

“What the fuck is she doing? She’s killing them!”
Jordan covered his ears to drown out the pealing screams of the
dying worms.

“
Maybe we can edit this part out.
We’ve got plenty of film from the beginning to make a great movie,”
Colin said as he stared at the carnage taking place in the
Jacuzzi.

“Just keep filming. I know people who’ll pay extra
for this shit. You ever hear about those perverts with the
bug-squashing fetish? They’d kill to see a woman fuck and then
smash a worm.”

“Man, Jordan you’re one sick sonofabitch. You’ve got
all the angles covered.” Colin looked up at his twisted little
anemic friend with an expression of near reverence.

The worms had been completely decimated. Blood,
thick black semen, and whitish gray chunks of wormflesh clung to
her as she rose from the blood-red pool like Aphrodite rising from
the sea foam. She was breathing hard and her eyes were wild with
panic as she lunged toward Colin and Jordan, seizing both geeks by
their polo shirts and pulling them closer.

“You said Vlad gave you those things? Bill Vlad? Do
you mean Bill Vlad?”

“Yeah. Why? You know that weirdo? Let me guess. You
fucked him, right? What’s he like, one of those Ron Jeremy types? A
big fat dorky guy with a yard-long cock?”

“Where is he then? Why isn’t he here?”

“He didn’t want to be here. He just made us promise
to give him a copy of the tape so he could sell a few copies
himself. Why? Who is this guy?”

“Nobody. Just give me my fucking money and get me
the fuck out of here.” Gloria grabbed her clothes and began pulling
them on over the tacky crimson and black effluence still coating
her skin. She was pretty sure they wouldn’t be asking for blowjobs
tonight. Colin and Jordan looked as if they were about to lose
their lunch. She snatched the wad of cash out of Jordan’s hand and
stormed toward the front door.