Every bitсh who turns 20 has to participate in the village tradition. Now it's Lily’s turn and her fаther and brother will show her the purpose of a bitсh.

John, Lily's father and Jason, Lily's brother, wearing only their loincloths, led her out of their hut. The village was dark except for the central square, where a huge bonfire roared. Around it stood hundreds of men, the dick-bearers of the village. All ages, all sizes. Their cocks were out, hard and ready in the firelight. There were no other bitсhes in sight. They were all inside, waiting.

Lily was led to a raised wooden platform beside the fire. The heat licked her skin. The eyes of the entire village burned into her. She was shy, trembling, but her cυnt was already dripping, a shiny string of slickness hanging down her inner thigh.

John stepped forward, his voice booming over the crackle of the fire. “Men of the village! Tonight, my d𝑎ughter becomes a bitсh!” He gestured to the sea of hard cocks. “She becomes what she was born to be! A vessel! A hole! A living, breathing cυnt for you all to use!”

The men roared, their fists pumping the air.

John turned to Lily, who stood shaking on the platform. “Look at her! Look at this greedy body!” He grabbed the red silk at Lily’s neck. With a ceremonial pair of silver scissors, he cut the tie. The silk fell away from Lily’s top half, leaving her fat tits and pierced nipples completely bare to the crowd. A collective groan went up.

“These tits!” John yelled, slapping one. It jiggled violently. “They are for feeding children! They are for your amusement! For your torture! See these rings?” He pulled on Lily’s nipple piercings, stretching the sensitive flesh. Lily cried out, her back arching. “We can hang weights from them! We can tie her up by them! They are her handles!”

He cut the silk tie at Lily’s waist. The red fabric fluttered to the platform, leaving Lily completely naked except for the metal in her skin. Her pυssy, held open by the rings, glistened in the firelight. Her asshole, pink and tight, was on display.

“And this!” John spread Lily’s legs, forcing her cυnt open wider with his thumbs. “This is the main event! This hungry, dripping hole! It has been preserved! Untouched by cock! Her hymen is intact! Her cervix is sealed! But not for long! Tonight, we break it! We break it open for every one of you!”

The cheer was deafening.

John picked up a wide, wooden paddle from the platform. “Now, we bless her piercings! We welcome her body to its true purpose!”

He swung the paddle. It connected with Lily’s left nipple ring with a loud SMACK. The pain was electric, shooting straight to Lily’s cυnt. She screamed.

“This piercing, ” John announced, “is for pain! It is to remind her that her body is not her own! It is to make her scream when you pull on it!” SMACK! He hit the other nipple. Lily sobbed, her tits bouncing.

He moved down. SMACK! The paddle landed on Lily’s clit piercings. Lily’s legs buckled, but Jason held her up.

“These are for attention! So you always know where to aim your piss, your cυm, your blows!”

Then John turned Lily around. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! He hit each cheek of her ass, making the flesh redden. “This ass is for marking! For leaving your handprints! For turning into a bruised, used cushion for your cocks!”

Finally, he spread Lily’s ass cheeks and aimed the paddle at her exposed, quivering asshole. SMACK! The impact was muffled by flesh, but Lily shrieked, a high, broken sound.

“And this hole is for spare use! For when her cυnt is too ruined! For when you want to hurt her deeper!”

Lily was crying, her body a map of red, stinging pain. But her cυnt was gushing. She was so wet it was running down her legs.

“Now!” John bellowed. “Let her prove her whorish nature! Let her earn her cυm!”

Five other elders, men John’s age with graying hair and thick, heavy cocks, stepped onto the platform. They surrounded Lily, who was forced to her knees.

“Show them, girl, ” Jason whispered in her ear, his own cock out and in his hand. “Show them how much you want it.”

Lily looked up at the circle of hard, older cocks surrounding her. She licked her lips. She’d been taught the words.

“Please, ” she whimpered, her voice carrying over the silent crowd. “Please use me. My cυnt is hungry. My mouth is empty. My body is yours. I’m just a hole. A worthless bitсh. Please... cover me. Mark me. Make me yours.”

She leaned forward, sticking her tongue out. She shook her tits, making the pierced nipples jiggle. She reached back and spread her ass cheeks, showing her pink, puckered hole. Then she slapped her own cυnt, hard, making a wet, sharp sound. “This is for you! This dumb, hungry pυssy is for all of you!”

That was all it took.

With groans and grunts, the six men, John, Jason, and the four elders, began to jerk their cocks furiously. They aimed at Lily’s kneeling form.

The first hot spurt hit Lily’s cheek. Then another hit her collarbone. Then a thick rope landed on her tongue and chin. Then her tits were painted white. Then her stomach. Then her back. They came in waves, grunting and panting, painting Lily from head to thigh in thick, sticky cυm. It matted her hair, dripped into her eyes, coated her piercings, pooled in her navel.

When every inch of her was glazed white with hot sperm, they dragged her off the platform. Two younger men were bringing out the ceremonial horse.

It was a wooden sawhorse, but carved into a lewd shape. Where a person would normally straddle it, two enormous, polished wooden cocks stood erect. They were massive, each a foot long and thick as a fist. They gleamed in the firelight.

A hush fell over the crowd.

“Her holes will now be broken!” John announced. He and Jason dragged Lily, cυm-slick and moaning, towards the horse. They bent her over it, her chest pressed to the wood, her ass in the air.

John positioned the first wooden cock at Lily’s virgin cυnt. The tip was broad, slick with oil. Lily’s ring-held lips were spread wide around it.

“No... it’s too big...” Lily whimpered, but it was a reflex. Her body was pushing back, her cυnt dripping in anticipation.

“It is the size of any man’s cock here!” John yelled. “If you cannot take this, you are useless to us!”

With that, he shoved Lily down.

The wooden cockhead pressed against Lily’s tight entrance, then breached. Lily screamed as the thick, unyielding wood tore through her hymen in one brutal, unforgiving thrust. It was agony. It was ecstasy. It stretched her wider than she thought possible. John didn’t stop. He forced Lily all the way down until the wooden base was pressed against her lips, the entire foot-long monstrosity buried inside her.

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