"No, no!" Camey cried, turning her face away from them. The girl kept telling herself it would be over soon. No matter what they did to her it would soon end. She'd wash herself clean of their filthy piss, bathe her body in that cold water.

But still she shuddered with revulsion. How low could she slip? Now she was no better than the bottom of an old toilet bowl! Camey sucked in her breath as the hot yellowish stream cascaded over her belly, splashing onto her tits and neck. It was useless and stupid for her to try to get away from them. Turning away she felt the double stream splash over her asscheeks and into her crack. Twisting the other way made her cunt fair game.

Finally the girl sat half turned away from Rick and Jack, enduring this latest humiliation. Their piss filled her navel, trickling down to her cunt and wetting down the hairs there.

Camey shut her eyes, biting her lips to keep from crying out with frustration, anger and disgust. The hot double stream stung her nipples, slicked down her tits and chest and belly. She felt piss on her chin, and she clasped one hand over her mouth to muffle the gagging sound she began making.

"Okay, man, she's ready for a wash down," Rick said, shaking the last of his piss off.

Jack joined him in unplugging the bathtub drain and letting out the mixture of rusty cold water and piss. Then they told her to wash down well, watching her all the while, commenting on how well she could give head, fuck, even take on a pissing session. All those "compliments" bit into the girl's strong pride. As she splashed the cold water all over her body Camey tried to think of her home. Even Brad wasn't all that important any more. All she wanted was out of this terrible place, away from these men who were bent on degrading and hurting her as much as they could.

"Okay, honey, don't spend all fuckin' night in there," Rick said, bending over and letting out the water.