mslut41's blog post - Post Fisting results

It's been a couple of weeks since my hole was wrecked. I was the fistee at a hole wrecking party where about a dozen guys ended up fisting my hole (see my previous blog entry). It was set up by a guy that I had enlisted last year to help make my hole more easily fistable. He had some connections with a local biker gang that liked abusing faggots. And they did a job on my cunt!
By the time I was dropped off at home my sphincter had contacted a bit around the 2 litre pop bottle. I hobbled to the door, went inside and poured a warm bath. I climbed in and slowly started to work the bottle out of my cunt. It was a slow process, but after 20 minutes it finally popped out. My hole spasmed and
a numbing pain started. I washed it out as best I could and applied some Oragel to numb the pain. I then took 4 Ibuprofen and went to bed. I slept for 12 hours. When I awoke the pain was still there and my hole had only contracted slightly. I could still put my hand in it, easily.
As I was walking around the house my hole started leaking. It wasn't holding anything inside me. I stuffed my hole with a washcloth, dressed and went to the drugstore where I bought some adult diapers and tampons. When I got home I used an enema to clean myself out as best I could, put a tampon in and put a diaper on. I wore a tampon and a diaper for the next week. Slowly my hole contracted. It finally stopped contracting and I now have a permanent (I think) gape. It is about 3 finger widths in diameter!
The morning I quit wearing the diaper and tampon a motorcycle pulled into my driveway. A big, rough looking guy knocked at my door. I answered, wondering what he wanted. "You the faggot we used last week," he asked gruffly? I nodded my head. "Well, get naked and present that hole. I'm here to check it." he ordered! I was in shock, none of the people that had used me had ever come to my home. He pushed his way in and said, "well, what are you waiting for faggot get naked." I stripped and presented my hole. "Wow, nice gape," he said as his fingers played with it. I couldn't help but moan and he laughed. "Go put that wig on and some lipstick," he ordered. I rushed into my bedroom and did as I was told.
When I got back he was naked, sporting a huge erection and was on the phone. He motioned for me to start sucking. I quickly dropped to my knees and got the head of his huge cock in my mouth. He finished his phone called, grabbed the back of my head and started forcing his cock down my throat. I started to squirm and he slapped me, hard. I was seeing stars. He then shoved the whole thing down my throat. I tried to breath through my nose, but he pinched my nostrils and I soon passed out. When I awoke I was secured to my coffee table in the middle of the living room. I was face down, legs spread wide and my hole totally exposed. The biker had a can of Crisco and was greasing up my hole!
"A few of the guys are coming over and they want that hole nice and ready when they get here," he said.