"Ladies and Gentlemen, you are in for a special treat today. Normally, the loser of the day's event gets her butt reamed out at the next event. However, since today was the final, and we have crowned our champion, you lucky people get to see two buttfucks, instead of just one. Not only that, but you are going to get to see an actual general get rammed right up her tight little asshole. So if you think this sounds like a good idea, LET ME HEAR IT!!!"
Janice barely got the words out before the crowd absolutely roared. Ruth was absolutely shaking by the end of it. She had seen what Gitte had endured, she had no illusions that she would get off any easier. And her poor butthole was already so sore. Whatever that thing was that had stung it, it had left the poor little opening very red, very swollen, and very VERY tender.
"C'mon over Ruth, let's get you ready for a good reaming." Janice let out an evil laugh as she called Ruth over. General Simpson just shuddered as she walked over to where Janice was standing.
"Is your little anus ready to get plowed, Ruth?" Janice asked with an evil grin.
"N-not really. Can we PLEASE wait til next time? Janice? PLEEASE!!" Ruth hated begging but she couldn't help it, her rectum was so sore already.
"But Ruth, dear, why would waiting make any difference?"
"Janice, please, my hole is SOOO sore right now. It just burns so ba-bad." Ruth actually sobbed a bit.
"I tell you what, Ruth, let's let our audience decide. Show everyone the hole, and we'll see if they agree that it looks too sore to take a good ramming right now."
The miserable woman didn't even think of the humiliation. Just the chance to let her asshole heal before it got fucked. Quickly, Ruth bent way over so her ass was facing the audience, then she grabbed her cheeks and pulled them as far apart as she could.
"You know Ruth, I think they'd like to see the pussy, too. Let's open that up, too, shall we?"
Ruth didn't say a word, she just bent over enough to make sure her cunt was pushed back between her thighs so that everyone could see that, too.
"Damn, Ruth, your pussy won't open. Sir, yes you sir, can you come down here and pull that cunt open for us?"
Janice was talking to some guy in the front row. At first he didn't believe it, but then he realized he really was being asked to come down and pull the general's pussy open. Well, he wasn't likely to turn that opportunity down, so he quickly made his way to the stage.
Ruth's eye's widened in total horror. Some strange guy was coming over to pull her flaps open. But she didn't dare let go of her ass. She looked over her shoulder and saw the guy coming towards her, then she just turned her head back and waited. A few seconds later, the general felt finger on her pussylips, and then she grimaced a bit as she felt them stretched wide apart.
It was humiliating, General Simpson was bent over, and her cunt was stretched open. And then if that wasn't bad enough, a tremendous roar of laughter followed. For just a moment Ruth couldn't imagine what could be so funny. Then she remembered. She remembered being given her "racing colors."
Poor Ruth's anus wasn't just red from being sore and irritated. It was bright red from its paint job. So were both her flaps and even her clit. The audience was howling with laughter at the sight of General Simpson's neon red pussy and anus.
"Well, what do you think folks. Does that little butthole look too sore to be plugged?"
"NOOO!" the whole audience practically screamed in unison.
"Hmm, I don't know. I admit, it's hard to tell how sore it is, since it's painted red. Sir, why don't you finger it a bit and see what you think?... Yes, that's right, stick a finger right up that hole and see how it feels."
The man holding Ruth's vagina open, just stood there a second. For a moment, it really didn't register what he'd been asked to do. But then when Janice repeated it, and spelled it out, he realized he had indeed heard correctly. So the guy let go of that glowing red cunt, and put one of his fingers in his mouth to wet it. Then he put the fingertip right in the center of that bright crimson anus, and shoved his entire finger all the way in to the knuckle.
Ruth's stomach churned at the intrustion, and then a moment later, the heat from her burning, abused anal tissues took over. A second later, Ruth let out a howl that would have put any self-respecting coyote to shame.
The guy kept his finger up Ruth's ass for a couple of seconds, and then pulled it out. Ruth continued howling for another couple of moments before she finally settled down.
"Ruth, honey, what was that all about?" Janice just purred at the general.
"God, Janice, it burns back there, OH GOD it BUUURRNNS!!!".
"Sir, how did it feel to you?"
"I have to admit, ma'am, the skin does feel awfully hot. And very bumpy."
"And the hole itself?"
"Oh, it's nice and warm ma'am, and very tight."
"So, you think if we just cool down that anus a bit, then the hole could take a good stuffing?"
"Oh, yes, ma'am. That hole seems very nice and I'm sure it could take being fucked really well."
"Well, there you have it folks. So let me see what we can do about cooling down our poor general's little rectum, and then we'll get down to the business of getting it really well screwed." Janice couldn't help the little chuckle that escaped after that.
"Ruthie, would you like me to have that nice gentleman rub this soothing, cooling pad on your little asshole before we have it reamed out?"
Janice showed Ruth the pad she was talking about. She actually let Ruth touch it, and the general had to admit that the liquid on it did feel nice and cold.
"Please Jance, please at least let him cool off my anus before someone uses it." Ruth hated pleading with Janice, and being called 'Ruthie' really steamed her, but she put that aside. Anything to help sooth her already abused rectal area had to help.
"You know Ruth, normally we don't allow any extra conditioning on the anus, but considering what this one has already been through, I don't belive that this is really too much."
Actually, Janice knew it would be way too much. But not in the way Ruth was thinking. In fact, if Ruth had been thinking she would have realized that the only reason that the pad felt cold was that it was covered in alcohol and menthol. Oh, it would cool Ruth's anal hole down all right. But it would practically scorch it off, first.
Janice didn't want to give Ruth any hint of what was coming. So she simply told the man next to Ruth what to do. "Sir, why don't you rub that little hole down with this pad, and then just stuff it up inside Ruth and leave it there. That way it will just sit there and work."
Ruth heard Janice and she wasn't sure she wanted to be seen with a cooling pad sticking out of her butt. But she knew she wanted her anus soothed at least a bit before another strange man fucked the hell out of it.
So the general stayed bent over and held her cheeks wide apart, so that her anus could be worked on.
With Ruth holding her cheeks apart like that, the guy had no trouble getting to her butthole. He rubbed the little pad all over the anal area, and when the entire surface was drippy and wet, he used his index finger to stuff the pad into that tight hole and just left it there.
For just a moment, Ruth actually felt relief. The liquid was so cold it really felt good on her swollen anal area. But that was just for a moment. A second later, the alcohol and menthol kicked in, and Ruth let out an ear-piercing SCREECH!!! A second later she took off like a rocket.
Just like a rocket, fire was burning in Ruth's bottom end. She had no idea what had happened, and she didn't care. The general began jumping around on the stage and clawing at her ass. But the fire wouldn't go OUT!! Ruth tried getting to the pad up her ass, but it was in too deep, and she couldn't reach it hopping up and down like she was.
Meanwhile, the audience was howling with laugher as they watched Ruth hop around the stage. And the sight of her big tits bouncing and flopping up and down as she went was a riot.