Slave Island

Chapter 1

Last Time Together

“How would you like to sail around the Caribbean for three months this summer?” Monique hoped that they would say yes, this might be the last chance for them to be altogether. Jessica would start her freshman year at Vassar. Madison was in her junior year and barely came home for holidays anymore. She had all her friends in Connecticut, now that she attended Yale University.

Bill sat on the couch next to Monique. She had her heart set on this family vacation. The last one, she said, saddened that their daughters were becoming too old and independent to want to spend time with them. He owned his own company, very successful and that allowed him to take three months off for this trip. The trip would be set when he paid the deposit to get the yacht that would give them a life of luxury on the sea, the Angela Lee. He would take a short course in navigation and seamanship, but he had many boats before, though none as big as this. He had no doubt of his ability to do it. They had planned to cruise down the east coast to Florida, and then, they would explore the Caribbean Islands. If they had enough time, maybe head for Venezuela.

Bill looked at his family and knew he was blessed. His wife was still gorgeous and sexy at the young age of forty. Monique and the two girls all had honey-blonde hair. Jessica wore her hair shorter, but Madison’s golden tresses hung down to her waist. Jessica looked like Monique twenty years ago, bright smile, inquisitive blue eyes and a flawless complexion. She was filling out to be the woman her mother was.

Madison took after Bill. She was slightly arrogant, could be bitchy when things didn’t go her way, but she could also charm any man with her smile. She was popular, especially with the boys, but Bill never pried. He didn’t want to know. She loved her hair and refused to cut it, even though it seemed out of style now. She had the figure of a grown woman, a fact that Bill refused to acknowledge. They were both growing up, and after college, they wouldn’t be coming home. They would go out into the world and make their mark. He hoped they would find nice men to make them happy as Bill tried to do all these years with Monique.

“For three months, floating out in the ocean with no one else?” Madison was sure that she could find something more exciting than that.

“We’ll be stopping at all the islands and spend time in the resorts and towns. I’m sure that you girls can find something to do without us, as long as you’re careful.” Monique knew that Madison would be the one she had to convince.

“I think it sounds exciting. Travelling to all those exotic ports and the weather will be beautiful.” Vassar in upstate New York would be cold during the winter, so Jessica would enjoy it while she could. It would be nice to show up for classes on the first day with a dynamite tan.

Madison hated to agree, but she knew her mother was adamant. She would somehow make it work. She was sure that when the boys saw her in her new bikini, she would have no trouble in the resorts and towns. Her mother let her have her freedom, but she hoped that she wouldn’t have to drag her little sister with her everywhere. As much as she loved her, at their age, the three years made a big difference. “Okay, I’ll do it.”

Monique beamed. “I’ll make it the best vacation ever. It’ll be memorable, trust me.” Those words would become so true, more than she could have imagined. Their fates was about to meet up with the sinister fate of a ruthless man.

 

Monique couldn’t be happier than she was now. It had been almost two months with her family on the ocean. It took a while to get used to living in such a confined space, but the yacht was still large enough that they all had their own bedrooms. They had stopped in many ports of call, staying in hotels and resorts. The girls were happy and Bill proved to be a remarkable skipper. They were getting ready to turn around and head back up the eastern seaboard of the United States, but they decided to spend a few days and head out toward Venezuela. They headed for Grenada on a lovely, warm, sunny day.

It was so nice when they got far out to sea and you couldn’t see any land along the horizon. It was as though they were the only people left in the world, so peaceful and tranquil. Bill set the anchor and sat on the deck with everyone else. All three of his women laid out in bikini’s that left little to the imagination. They had a nice lunch and it was later in the afternoon when he saw some clouds in the horizon where they were heading. He had checked the weather report before leaving Grenada and didn’t see anything but some minor disturbances, but far out in the ocean, the weather could change in a moment’s notice. He got up and went to the cabin. He pulled up the anchor and took the steering wheel. He checked the weather report again; a squall was about forty miles off. It was too late to turn back and it still didn’t look bad. They would only catch the very edge of it. The yacht was large and he didn’t expect any trouble.

“Everything okay, Bill?” Monique saw him take the wheel.

“Just a little storm coming up. We’ll probably miss it, but we might get a bit of the rain. Nothing to worry about; we’ll head to Caracas instead of Port of Spain.” He tried to calm her fears.

The darkness approached faster than usual. The sun was blotted out by the dark clouds and the sea began to grow choppy.

“Are we okay, Dad?” Madison grew nervous. They had been lucky for the last two months, always having good weather. She hoped their luck didn’t run out.

“Yes, but we need to be prepared. Make sure the life jackets are out and also the lifeboat. Find the flare gun.” He saw her become worried. “It’s just a precaution, just like we do when there is a hurricane approaching at home. We’ll be fine.”

The waves began to crash onto the bow of the boat as it churned in the water. The wind picked up, and it began to rain, first lightly, but then it was harder. The girls went below, but Monique stayed at his side. The fog began to thicken as Bill cut the speed to a crawl, but even without the engine pushing the boat, the waves propelled it forward.

 

Less than twenty miles from where Bill and his family were fighting the growing storm in the Angela Lee, Michael was interrupted.

It was high on the atoll, a mile from the beach, but to get to it was up a winding path in the jungle that was perilous and difficult, even for an experienced and fit person. At the end of the path, there was a lush valley, overgrown with primitive flowers and exotic bushes. In the center of it, out of place in such a desolate location, stood a rambling one-story, white building that spanned a city block. It wasn’t a crude wooden building but was made of polished stone. There were three other small cottages. Two of them housed electronic equipment that was highly developed for a modern city, never mind being on a small island.

The island and its buildings were the project of a determined genius that turned his back on society. He had made his money at a young age but struggled to keep it. Many tried to take it from him, legally or illegally. Five years ago, he gave up on society. He bought a tramp steamer in the Philippines and used it to transport workers and materials to build his palace in the middle of nowhere. He had a vision that few would understand, but over the years while completing his project, he met many wealthy men and women. These were people that had such vast amounts of money that society could not cage their desires, beyond the law; they sought out enforced servitude on the unfortunates and committed the most heinous perversions on their helpless prey. Michael sold them on his plan for Slave Island.

There would only be Masters or Mistresses and slaves. He was just beginning to acquire the requisite slaves to serve the Masters. That is why the electronic equipment was so important. The atoll wasn’t on any maps and the electronic equipment wreaked havoc on any equipment that tried to find it. Off the shipping paths, few would draw close to it unless Michael wanted them. The atoll was shrouded in fog most of the day and night, hiding the sharp rocks that littered the only beach. His electronic equipment could draw in any unlucky sailor that followed their compass blindly. Radio transmissions were turned to static and garble. Once in his grasp, their boats never made it to the beach. The rocks and heavy surf turned them into splinters of wood and fiberglass. The only unknown was if any of the passengers could survive.

Michael just turned fifty years old. He was six feet, thin but muscular. His brown hair turned to graying over the years, but it was still abundant. His eyes were dark blue, almost black, cold and foreboding. His smile could charm any woman, but he rarely did. His lips turned more to the snarl of a sadist.

“Sir, a boat approaches. The Angela Lee. A lovely 75-foot Azimut.” Cedric had run over from the electronic hut, out of breath but excited at the prospect.

“Is the storm picking up?” He hoped that he might find the first captives for Slave Island.

“Yes, Sir. The Angela Lee’s heading away from us, but I can draw her in.” Cedric wanted to prove that he was invaluable. He didn’t have the money that others would pay for the pleasures on the island, but he hoped that Michael would reward him with some of the more delectable creatures that he would capture.

“Yes, get the crew ready for visitors. I hope we’ll get a good catch.” His cock hardened at the thought. The storm season was upon them, and he hoped for good luck and bad weather.

 

Bill had a hard time steering the boat, the waves rocking it from side to side, and when a big swell came up, it rose up so high, Bill was frightened that it might not stop rising and cause them to capsize. He kept tapping the compass, going crazy for a second and spinning around like a top, but then, it settled down and he kept it pointed south. “Get the girls and have them come on deck with their lifejackets on. I want us to be prepared.”

Monique grew more scared, but she tried to be calm when she went below to get the girls. “Grab your lifejackets and put them on. Come up on deck so we’ll be all together.” She saw the frightened looks in their eyes. “It’s okay, Dad will take care of us. It’s just a precaution.”

All of them stayed in their bikinis. It was warm and humid, but the rain was beating down so hard that nothing would stay dry for more than a second. They brought a bag of clothes up on the deck, encased in plastic just in case.

“I can’t see anything,” Jessica scared when she saw how fast the boat was travelling and the visibility was almost zero.

“I can’t get it any slower. The surf is too big. I need to keep the engines running just to make sure I can still steer it. Hold on tight.”

The sound boomed so loud that it was as if an airplane was taking off just over their heads. Bill knew he was in trouble. It was water breaking on rocks, and it was just in front of them. He tried to turn the boat, but it started to move sideways. “Send out a mayday, Monique. NOW!”

Monique didn’t understand how she could be so calm, but she knew that she had to in order to send the message. She picked up the radio and pushed the button. “Mayday, mayday, this is the Angele Lee requesting any assistance.” She released the button to wait for a reply.

“EEERRGGRRR!”

All that came out of the speaker was static and garbled sounds as if it were sending back her message but scrambled. She pushed the button again. “Mayday, mayday, this is the Angele Lee. Come in!”

That was the last words she spoke over the radio. Bill’s voice was panicked, and as she looked out in front of them, she knew why. The fog had cleared about two feet over the water in front of them and uncovered their fate. There were huge rocks that shot up from the surf as the waves washed over them. She looked in all directions, but there was no escape. The Angele Lee was headed for the rocks and nothing could stop it.

“Get ready to jump overboard. NOW!” He shouted above the roar of the surf when they didn’t move fast enough. Suddenly, they all saw the same doom he did. They grabbed the rail on the starboard side. “JUMP!”

“What about you,” Monique cried out, refusing to jump without him.

“I’m right behind you. I need to make sure the boat doesn’t run over you. Now jump before it’s too late.” He watched as they finally climbed up the railing, and one by one, they disappeared over the side. He steered the boat in the opposite direction, hoping to get enough distance from them to keep them safe.

They looked into the foamy ocean, the waves splashing over the rail of the boat. The rocks were closer now; they all took a deep breath, and one by one, they threw themselves over the rail into the unmerciful sea. They slammed hard into the water, swallowing water as they first sank beneath the waves, but the lifejackets quickly pulled them back to the surface. They coughed and gagged on the foul water, but they began to swim away from the boat. It was only a few seconds before Jessica lost sight of her sister and mother as the large waves rose up and down, throwing her around like a rag doll.

Jessica and Madison were in front of her, but then they were gone. Monique didn’t start swimming; her eyes were on the boat, waiting for Bill to jump overboard. The boat turned sharply, and then, she saw it move sideways.

Bill felt the boat shudder one last time, the death knell of a sinking ship. He knew it was too late. He took a deep breath and said a silent prayer for his family. He braced himself as the boat took its final dive. He heard the cracking of the hull as it hit the first rock, but he was thrown to the deck and that was it. The ship split in two, each side moving away to smash harder on the next set of rocks. The sound of ripping wood and fiberglass filled the night, screeching with such a high pitch as it slid over the sharp rocks. The final sound was the engines and fuel tanks splitting on the rocks.

The sound of the boat coming apart on the rocks was deafening, but Monique held out for Bill’s safety until the last moment. Then, the fog-filled night was lit up brightly as the gas tanks exploded, sending shooting flames up fifty feet before the waves extinguished the blaze with a loud hiss. Pieces of the boat flew over her head. The darkness and fog was back, an eerie silence, the boat was gone and Monique feared that she also lost Bill. But there was no time for sadness, bouncing around in the large waves, rocks all around her. She began to swim toward the shore. She had to get to Monique and Jessica to make sure they were safe.

Jessica gasped as she crawled on the sand, trying to get away from the waves as they crashed up and down the beach. Finally, she was clear, lying exhausted from fighting the waves as they tried to smash her on the rocks. Jessica shivered but not in cold, for the night was still warm in spite of the storm and fog. She had seen the flames shoot up and the explosion, hoping her father had managed to jump overboard before it was destroyed. She scanned the beach to see if any of the others had made it, trying to be brave and positive. Then, another shape emerged from the water. It was Madison. “Over here,” she yelled over the breaking surf. Madison emerged from the water and raced over to her. She stood up and hugged her.

“How about Mom and Dad?” Madison didn’t see anyone else.

“Not yet, but they’ll be here.” They held each other until another black figure began to appear from the surf. Jessica knew instantly it was her mother, too short and slim to be her father. They both raced over to her and helped her out of the surf. “Dad; did you see Dad?”

She knew she had to tell them. “No, I never saw him jump off the boat. I watched it explode. There’s a chance that he’s alive. We’ll wait here for him. That’s what he’d want.” They huddled together that night in a small clearing, waiting, hoping.

 

 

Chapter 2

Rescue or Captured?

The three men set out that night, down the path that took them from the top of the atoll to the beach. They witnessed the brilliant light when the boat blew up on the rocks, hoping that their arduous journey down from the top of the atoll wouldn’t be in vain. Michael paid them well, and it was now time for them to earn their keep. The dawn began to break, but the closer they got to the beach, the foggier it became. It never went away. They began to move cautiously, not wanting to reveal themselves. They wanted the element of surprise.

Harold was the first one to spot them, though he heard them before he saw them. He heard the high shrill of women’s voices, the hope for a successful mission greatly increased. He wanted to make sure they took care of any men that might be gallant enough to want to protect them. He used hand signals to Lester and Joshua. They began to encircle the women.

Harold licked his lips when he saw them. Three women, lovely half-naked women. Their hair was still plastered to their heads, but with only bikini’s covering their bodies, he could see that Michael would be pleased. One of them was older, but she was just as delectable as the younger ones. There was something to be said about the body of a mature woman and her experience. Maybe she was the mother. That would make it much easier to persuade her to perform for Michael’s friends and benefactors. A mother would do anything to protect her children.

Monique heard a noise, but by the time she turned around, three men confronted her. They were naked to the waist, their chests and arms rippled with muscles. Her hope of a rescue was dashed when she saw pistols in the hands of all three of them.

“This is a private island and you’re trespassing.” Harold smiled as he said it. His cock hardened and grew painful as he saw the frightened look in their eyes.

“We’re sorry. Our boat smashed on the rocks. If you’ll take us where we can call for assistance, we’d greatly appreciate it and you’d be rewarded handsomely.” Monique tried to stay calm, but she wasn’t. There was something about the men she feared. The three of them were trapped on this island while three large men held guns at them, she felt defenseless and vulnerable.

“Is there anyone else?” Harold looked around; there must’ve been a skipper or a man with them. Three helpless women didn’t roam the seas by themselves.

“My husband, but we haven’t seen him. Can you help us find him?”

“Was he on the boat when it blew up?” They would look around, but he doubted that he survived. There was only one small beach, all the others were sheer rocks too high to climb out even if you could manage to get through the pounding surf.

“I don’t know. We jumped overboard and he was going to steer it away from us. I saw it blow up, but I didn’t see him jump. But, I’m sure that he swam to another beach or he’ll find us soon enough.”

“This is the only beach. He’d be crushed on the rocks any other place. I think he’s dead.” Harold was blunt; wanting to make sure they knew that they were at his mercy.

“That’s a terrible thing to say,” Madison bluntly shouted out.

“Yes, we’ll call for help and they’ll find him.” Jessica added.

“Where are we and how far is the house?” Madison wanted to get somewhere safe, and she hoped that someone at the house would protect them.

“See the top of the atoll. It’s up there. You landed on Slave Island.” He smirked when he said it.

“Slave Island. Did they use to hold slaves here a long time ago?” Monique tried to make light of the name of the island.

“Slave Island isn’t on any map, and it was named by the Master. You’re the first slaves on the island, but others will join you.” He saw terror in their eyes now.

“Just leave us alone.” Monique tried to sound demanding, but her voice quivered in fear. “We’ll wait here for my husband and a rescue.”

Harold raised the pistol, aimed it at the sand next to her and pulled the trigger. The shot ran out loudly. The women jumped, one of them threw herself to the ground as the bullet lodged itself into the ground just inches from her. “It’s best that you listen and obey. No one knows you’re here. Get up!”

The girls had shocked looks on their faces, but they got up, trembling, looking for help from their mother, but there was none. She was as helpless as they were.

“Put your hands behind your backs and your wrists together.” He waved the gun in their faces, and they obeyed without question. Harold took out the rope he brought with him. The three men swiftly tied the knots cruelly around the women’s wrists, enjoying the way the rough rope dug into their soft skin. Harold ran the longer rope between each of them so if one ran, they all had to run and that would be difficult in the jungle.

“What’s your name?” Harold held the gun in front of her face.

“Monique,” her lips quivered as she said it.

“Are you their mother?”

“Yes, please don’t hurt them,” she begged.

He put the gun up to her face and then to her mouth. Her lips were clasped tightly together, but with a tap of the gun on her lips, she was forced to open them. He slipped the gun through her lips. “Grip it tight with your lips, Monique.”

It was shameful to have the barrel of the gun in her mouth. She could taste the gun oil on it, but it was humiliating having the barrel of the gun in her mouth, as if it was a cock and it wasn’t lost on the man. He began to slide the gun barrel back and forth through her tightly clenched lips.

Jessica never saw anything as degrading and perverted as what he did with the gun. It was as though her mother was orally pleasuring him. She had never done such a thing, but she heard enough from her girlfriends that did. Some liked it; others did it to please their boyfriends. He shoved it in and out, and her mother did nothing but keep her lips tight around it.

Harold finally pulled the gun out of her mouth. “You’re going to do just fine, Monique. What are your daughter’s names?”

“I’m Madison,” she shouted out cynically.

“I bet you are, Madison. How old are you?”

“Twenty-one.”

“You’ve got a hot little body, Madison.” He turned to the other one. “How about you?”

“Jessica. I’m eighteen.”

“You’re hot too. Just like your mother. Let’s get going. It’s a long climb up the atoll and the trail isn’t much. I hope you’re up to it, because if you aren’t, I’ll leave your lifeless body along the trail as a reminder to the next one that is too tired to make it.”

They were led off like slaves, bound together. With no shoes, their feet were soon cut from the rough ground, but the men didn’t care. They watched them walk, their half-naked bodies on display. It was almost straight uphill, the trail wound around the atoll, but it was steep. Within an hour, they were sweating profusely; by the second hour, their mouths were dry. They didn’t let them stop, prodding them on when they slowed.

It was three hours with about four more to go at this pace. He loved the way the sweat glistened on their bodies. “Take a break. Get on your knees so you can’t run away.”

They were grateful to stop that they never thought anything about the position they were in, kneeling submissively in front of three men. The leader took out a canteen as the others swirled down deep drinks from their canteens to quench their thirst. The women licked their parched lips as they saw the water run down the men’s face and spill on the ground.

Harold went over to Monique first. “You want a drink?”

She looked up at him, his canteen only inches from her parched mouth. She could feel her lips begin to crack they were so dry. “Yes.” He poured the canteen over her mouth. Monique tried to move her head to catch some of it, but the best she could do was have some water hit the bottom of her chin, and she felt the water run onto her breasts. “More please,” she begged. She watched as he poured some water on his fingers and then flicked them on her face. Her tongue tried to catch some of it, but it only got a drop. She was frustrated as he wasted the water.

“You’re not doing a very good job, Monique. Don’t you want the water?”

“Yes, please, more.”

Harold put some water on his finger and ran it over her lips. They parted as her tongue licked up drops of water. “That works.” He put his finger deeper into her mouth. She backed off instantly, but when he started to pull his finger out, she moved her head forward. This time, his finger entered her mouth without hesitation. He ran his finger around her lips, making her open her mouth wider. He poured more water on his finger, and her lips clasped around his finger possessively as her tongue licked it clean. He couldn’t stop his cock from growing harder at the thought of what she would do if it were his cock instead of finger. He poured more water so it slid down his finger and into her waiting mouth. Her mouth opened wider, and he ran his finger all around inside her mouth. He reluctantly pulled his finger from her mouth and moved over to Madison.

It was shameful what Monique did for a drink, but she had to have something, her tongue and throat parched, her lips dried. He didn’t give her much, but she hoped she could last until the next time they stopped. She knew the girls would have to do the same.

“Your mother showed you how, Madison. Let’s see if you’re just as good.” He poured some water on his finger, and before he got to her mouth, her pink lips parted so submissively and allowed his finger into her mouth with no shame. “Yes, mother teaches well, doesn’t she? Open wide now, Madison.”

Madison hated what she had to do with this foul man, but she needed something to drink, anything. His finger entered her mouth and began to explore her. He poured some of the precious water down his finger, and she sucked it eagerly. She opened wider when it was dry, and he rewarded her with more water and she rewarded him with more licking and clenched lips on his finger. He pulled his finger out, but she was still thirsty.

He moved over to Jessica, and she was the eager one. Her mouth was already open and her head tilted back. He saw her pink tongue flicker in her mouth. For her, he used two fingers, pushing them through her lips as he poured water down on them. Her lips clenched so tight and her tongue danced and sucked his fingers. Her mouth opened wide again and even though he pushed his fingers in deeper and slid over her tongue, she didn’t do anything to stop him. He poured more water onto his fingers and she licked and sucked them so expertly. He finally pulled his fingers out and took a large swallow of water for himself as the three women watched him waste some of the water when he spit it out. “Up you go.”

Harold picked up the pace, wanting to tax the women’s strength and endurance. They climbed up the spiraling atoll for another two hours, and by the time he stopped for a rest, the women almost collapsed to the ground. Their faces were red, their breathing ragged and their bikinis were plastered to their bodies with sweat.

“Kneel up,” he commanded them, and they obeyed like trained puppies.

He went to Monique first and the girls watched their mother. “Let’s try something different this time, Monique, okay?”

She nodded her head, anything for a drink. Her eyes opened wide in shock, not what she had expected. She turned to her girls and their eyes rolled in their head in astonishment. The leader had moved next to her, his canteen in his hand. But instead of his finger, he opened up his pants and slid the zipper down. It sounded like a cannon instead of a whisper when it went down. He reached into his pants, and then, it popped out, jerking up and down, as it was freed from the tight confines. He was hard as a rock and his cock jutted out like a spear in front of him. He grabbed her head and pulled her close to him until she felt the hot flesh of his cock on her cheek. She instantly clamped her mouth shut, refusing to open it, even for water. “MMMMGGG,” in denial as she tried to shake her head no.

His cock rubbed on her soft skin and left a trail of dripping cum on her skin. The minute it touched her face, he had to grab it harder to keep it from bouncing out of his hand. He saw her tightly clenched lips, but that didn’t stop him from rubbing the head along her dry lips. “Open up your mouth, and I’ll pour water on my cock and you can lick it off.” He laughed evilly as he said it, stroking his cock as he rubbed it on her startled face and clenched lips. “Not thirsty, Monique?”

He moved over to Madison. “You ever see anything that big, Madison? You want to open up those sweet lips and let me feed you a drink of water with my cock?”

Madison was shocked that he would expose himself to three strange women, but he stroked his cock as though it excited him. She clenched her lips tight, but she couldn’t stop him as his hand grabbed her head and rubbed his cock all over her face. It was a disgusting act, shaming her, but she kept her lips clenched defiantly. She wouldn’t take his cock into her mouth for a drink of water. He rubbed her face with the hot flesh of his cock for long minutes before he pulled away.

He moved over to Jessica. Last time, she opened her mouth eagerly, but this time, she was as defiant as the others were. He expected that from her. He still shocked her when he rubbed his cock on her face and lips. He was sure that no one had ever done that before from the look of horror in her eyes. “If that’s the way you want it, let’s get going.” Harold yanked on the ropes until they got up and started walking again. He could tell they grew tired, but he refused to let them slow down.

He marched them for an hour before he stopped. On their knees, he presented his cock to each one of them, and each one of them refused the offer, but he enjoyed rubbing his cock on their faces and leaving a trail of wetness that they refused to lick off with their parched tongues. Once he went down the line of all three women, they set off again. He drove them harder. It was only two more hours to go, but they didn’t know that. As far as they were concerned, it could be all day or night.

Monique was exhausted, and she could see the girls were in the same condition, but they were unified in refusing the perverted act the man wanted them to perform for a drink of water. She only hoped that they would arrive soon, but the top of the atoll still looked far off.

They could barely stand when they stopped again. They no longer sweat, all the water drained from their bodies. They kneeled submissively before the man as the others drank and spilled their water freely.

Monique’s lips hurt, cracked from no water. She looked at the girls, and they looked worse. Their tongue were swollen and almost hung out of their mouths as they panted. The man took out his cock and wagged it in her face. She refused to do it, her lips clenched tight once again in defiance, and she suffered the indignities of him rubbing his growing erection all over her face. Then, she had to watch as the man subjected Madison to the same indignities. She suffered in silence as the man degraded her when he rubbed his cock on her face, but she clenched her lips tight. Monique was proud of her.

Then, it was Jessica’s turn. She saw what her mother and Madison did. She clenched her lips tight when he rubbed his cock on her face. She had barely seen a cock this up close and personal, but now, she suffered the shameful indignities once again. Her lips were parched and cracked, and she could barely swallow her throat and tongue was so dry. The man began to pull away from her. At that moment in life, she made a quick decision. “Don’t, come back.” She looked at her mother and said with a parched voice. “I’m sorry.”

Harold thought he hadn’t won and then suddenly the youngest one relented. When he turned back to her with his cock, her mouth was already open and her tongue was out. “Good girl,” he encouraged her as she leaned in to get closer to his cock. He felt her hot breath blow on his cock, and he had to hold his cock tighter around the shaft to contain it. She tilted her head sideways as he poured water liberally over his cock. Her tongue came out of her mouth, and he felt the pleasure as it licked across the head of his cock. He poured more onto his cock, and her tongue, now wet, began to lick him more energetically, bringing him such pleasure.

Jessica couldn’t believe what she was doing, but the jerking cock on her tongue confirmed the degrading act she was performing for a drink of water. His cock bounced up and down on her lips and tongue, but she kept her head close to gather up all the water that he poured on it. She was surprised the head of his cock was so smooth as she licked it. She tasted a slightly salty taste in her mouth but tried to drive it from her mind on what it was. He stopped pouring, and she pulled her head back a bit, licked her lips with her tongue and gathered up all the precious water. She couldn’t look her mother or sister in the eye; instead, she stared at the cock in front of her. It was so big, the head was smooth, but it had a thick ridge that ran around the base of it as if it were a hat. The shaft had bumps and thick veins with blood coursing through them and at the base of the shaft was a thicket of black, wiry hair.

He pulled away for a minute, but he gripped his cock once again and poured more water on it. Jessica opened her mouth wide when it approached, and she soon felt the smooth head slip through her wide-open lips and go into her mouth. She was rewarded with more water, and she clenched her lips around the shaft tight and licked all the water on it. Each time she stopped licking, he would pour more water on his cock and she would suck the head into her mouth and lick it again. He finally pulled his cock away.

“Open your mouth.” She did, but not far enough. “Wider. Yes, that’s better, but wider, very wide.”

She opened her mouth wider each time he asked, even though she knew what would happen. When her lips threatened to tear in the corners, he poured water on his cock. Then, she felt his cock slip through her lips. He was big, and no matter how wide she opened her mouth, the thick shaft filled her lips. She felt the head slide over her tongue, grateful that it was slick with water. She felt the thick ridge pass through her lips shamefully, and then, her lips felt the thick veins slide over them. He shoved until the head of his cock hit the back of her mouth and threatened to go down her throat. He tilted her head up and then poured more water in as she gulped to swallow the water and gulped on the thick cock that filled her mouth. He began to push back and forth with his hips, and she found out what it was like to have a man fuck her mouth. He kept it up for a minute, and she felt one of his hands slide down and squeeze one of her breasts, but then, he pulled out of her mouth, leaving her breathless and ashamed. She looked at her mother, humiliated at what she had done; she at least wasn’t thirsty, but she couldn’t get the salty taste from her mouth.

“Let’s go, it’s only another hour.” He saw the look on Jessica’s face. If she had only held out one more time, it would have been over. Instead, she submitted and sucked his cock.

The last hour was the hardest, at least for Monique and Madison, dying of thirst, but at last, they reached the top. They were surprised with what they saw. They expected a small camp or building, but this was like a palace in the middle of nowhere. They were brought over to an outside shower, and Harold turned on the three showers with cold water. “Clean up,” he ordered them. They didn’t care that it was cold, they opened there mouths and drank the water before they let it cascade over their bodies. When they were finished, six hard nipples poked out beneath the tiny bikinis. Michael would be pleased.

 

 

Chapter 3

Hot Mouth or Supple Whip

Michael welcomed the five visitors that had arrived already; their helicopter brought them in before the storm broke. “Welcome to Slave Island.”

“I hope that it’ll be worth the trip.” Chester grumped. “Damn far out in the middle of nowhere.” He paid an exorbitant amount of money to Michael for the privilege of putting his sixty-year-old prick into a nubile body, the hint that she might be a virgin made it so much more enticing. “It better be worth it.”

“Our visitors should be here soon enough. I think you’ll like Jessica. From what I understand, she can be coerced to perform for you in any manner you want.”

“What about us?” William and Joseph were brothers, founders of one of the largest grocery chains in Europe. They were descendants of blue bloods from England, though they no longer lived there and had long lost their English accent. At fifty and identical twins, they had achieved so much that life became boring. They looked for excitement in ways that were immoral, perverted and illegal, and their vast wealth allowed them to indulge without any reservations. Michael had promised them sexual pleasures from an unwilling and uncooperative female, and they loved the idea of forcing her to indulge in the most perverse acts.

“Jessica’s older sister, Madison, is a beauty, nice long hair and a lovely body. She isn’t like her sister; she is strong willed and will require the use of the whip to get her to perform, but I’m sure that you’ll find the task gratifying.”

“I hope the MILF survived the crash of their boat,” Brandon referring to the ‘Mother I’d like to fuck’. He was thirty and had already sold an Internet company that netted him half a billion dollars. He was handsome, but he desired older women. He could have his pick of many, but he liked devoutly married women with children. Women that would never do anything with a man except for her husband. She would soon learn that it was easier to submit than to fight him, though he hoped it would take her a while. He liked the coercion as much as the surrender.

“Yes, Monique is a very attractive woman. Her husband didn’t survive the crash. She is strong willed and defiant, but we’ll see soon enough how strong her will is. I thought you might let her show you how proficient she is in fellatio. I hope you’re not shy and would allow us to watch her as well as her daughters.”

“Not in the least shy. I would be glad to let her perform her talents on my cock. I’m sure that a whip would spur her on.”

“I have a better idea, and it will be much more effective. I hear them coming now. Sit down, gentlemen, and get ready to enjoy the show.”

They still didn’t know their fate, but at least they were no longer thirsty and clean. Their wrists were still bound behind their backs. Monique hoped that anyone that had such a nice house like this had to be respectable and she could reason with him. They were brought into a large room, and five men sat in chairs, their eyes stared at them as they entered. It was an eclectic group, some of them old, but one of them was young. Monique scanned them all, trying to determine which one was in charge. “Can you have these men untie us? They’ve mistreated us!” She demanded loudly, hoping to scare them.

“Did they not tell you where you landed, Monique?”

She looked at the one that spoke to her; he knew her name. “Yes, he said Slave Island. What kind of joke is that?”

“This is no joke, Monique. I am Michael, the owner of Slave Island, and you are unwelcome visitors, no matter what your plight. You, Jessica and Madison are now slaves and will remain so until I’m no longer pleased by you.” He said it calmly, but he saw the terror in Monique’s eyes as well as the daughters.

“Slaves? What do you expect us to do, work for you against our will?” Her voice rose up in defiance.

“Nonsense, Monique. All three of you are very beautiful. To put you to work would be a waste of talent.”

“Then what do you expect from us?” She was afraid of the answer. She had already seen what the man that took her up the atoll had wanted her to do.

“All three of you will be sexual slaves. You will perform for me and anyone I request of you. These gentlemen are the first that will sample your sexual talents, but there will be many more.” Her lips quivered in fear, but he liked the shocked look on Madison’s and Jessica’s face. It made his cock hard.

“We’ll do no such thing. That is immoral and against the law.” Monique prayed her defiance would set them free.

“That is expected, but we are determined men and we’ll take great pleasure in convincing you of the errors of your way. Naturally, it’ll be quite painful and degrading for you, but that’ll only inspire our lust. Your hands being bound is just the beginning of many painful bondages that you will endure. We’ll take great pleasure in whipping and abusing all of you in the most intimate and sensitive places of a woman’s body until you submit.”

“Never!” She was really frightened now. They were on a deserted island and no one knew where they were. Her only hope was that Bill survived and he would rescue them. She had to hold out hope for as long as she could.

“How about you, Madison? Are you ready to give up that lovely body to us?”

“Never!” she spat back rebelliously. Madison had refused the other man before, and she would never submit to these old men touching her.

“And you, Jessica. I’ve been told that you licked Harold’s cock for a drink of water. I suspect you’re a virgin. Would you give it up in order not to be whipped between your legs?”

Jessica turned red in shame; everyone knew what she had done now. She had given in too soon, but she wouldn’t make the same mistake again. “No,” her voice trembled, not sounding as convincing as she said it.

“We’ll soon see, but first, we’re going to let your mother show you girls the proper technique of fellatio. In case you don’t recognize the term, she is going to suck a cock, Brandon’s cock to be exact.”

Monique backed up as the men stood up. She was surprised when the oldest man went behind Jessica, but it scared her that two men, twins, went behind Madison. The man that talked wasn’t the one to stand up in front of her, surprised that it was the youngest one. He was handsome and looked successful. Why did he resort to forcing himself on helpless women?

Jessica felt cold, clammy hands on her shoulders as the man behind her pushed down hard. He surprised her when he untied her wrists.

“I’m Chester, Jessica, you’re new Master. Kneel down and watch your mother perform. I expect you to learn and you can show me how much you learned when you’ll suck me later.”

He was too powerful even at his age, and she soon found herself on her knees, just as the man on the trail did to her. Her head was just at the right height to suck a cock, a fact she had just learned.

Two men scared Madison more, identical twins stood behind her. They each put a hand on her shoulder, and she was forced to her knees by their brutal touch.

“As you can tell, we’re brothers, William and Joseph. While your mother and sister have only one man to please, we’re double trouble. We’re going to take you in ways you’ve never imagined. You’ll fight us, but that will only make our cocks harder and more determined to tame you. In the end, you’ll submit, and you’ll feel two cocks pierce your body in the most appropriate and inappropriate places.” William loved it when he felt her body tremble in fear. The bikini did little to cover her body, and on her knees before him, it made his cock so hard that he was afraid it would burst from his pants.

Brandon moved in front of Monique. “I’m Brandon, Monique. You’re just the MILF I desire. Let’s not make this difficult. I can push you to your knees or you can do it yourself and save the bruises on your shoulders. Your lovely daughters are already kneeling submissively, so make it easy on yourself.”

She knew he was right. They made her kneel when they were on the trail, and she refused him after that, so she was confident that she could still refuse his unwanted advances. She kneeled down but kept her head staring at the ground in front of her. She heard the rustle of clothes and knew what he was doing. The soft whisper of his zipper was a dead giveaway. It was a minute or two before he finished. He put his hand under her chin and forced her head to look up. She was confronted by his cock inches from her face. She couldn’t deny that he was handsome and had a great body. Even his cock was rock hard just as Bill’s cock was twenty years ago. But, she didn’t intend to let him do anything to her or her to him. She was married and a respectable woman. Especially in front of her daughters. She clenched her lips tight in defiance.

“Look at Brandon and your mother, Jessica.” Chester slapped the side of her head, not too hard but enough to get her attention. She stared over at them.

Brandon was handsome and his cock was magnificent. If she had to lose her virginity, she would have preferred him, not Chester. Jessica only felt the disgust at the thought of him sticking his old cock in her body and spoiling her for life. His hands were cold and clammy; she could only imagine what his cock would feel like. Would he able to get it hard enough to take my hymen?

Brandon moved closer to Monique and put his hand on the back of her head. He felt her struggle for a second, but bound, she could do little to stop him. His fingers fanned out and gripped her head tight. With his other hand wrapped around the shaft of his cock, he began to run it over her face. He forced her to look up at him, the head of his cock smeared leaking cum on the soft skin of her cheeks and then he pushed it to her lips. She clenched them so tight, she almost bit them, but he left a slick track of drying cum on her lips. “Are you ready to open your mouth and suck my cock, Monique?”

She could only shake her head a tiny bit, but he got the message. She saw the man that talked to them at the beginning stand up, and then, she saw what he picked up. It was a riding crop, just like the ones they used on horses.

“Suck or it’s the whip,” Brandon gave her the choice.

She shook her head no again, this time more violently.

Michael looked at Monique as he stood over her. He knew that she would defy them and take the whipping, or at least would until she found out they wouldn’t stop until she obeyed. But, he had other plans. He looked over to William. “Bend her over.”

William knew exactly what Michael wanted, and with Joseph’s help, they soon put Madison in the right position.

Madison was afraid they were going to whip her mother cruelly, but the man with the whip walked to her, and he told the men behind her to bend her over. She struggled, but bound on her knees, she was easy prey to the strong men. They pushed down on her back until her forehead hit the hard floor and a hand held it down. She felt hands on her hips, and they pulled her ass up into the air.

Michael stroked his cock when he stood behind Madison. Her fine, tight body was posed so provocatively, her leg spread slightly, but her ass arched up in perfect submission. Her bikini bottoms pulled down so far from the enforced position that he could make out the top of her crack. Down lower, the brief bikini pushed between her pussy lips and he could make out her slit. He didn’t even wait to see if Monique would change her mind. William moved slightly to the side so Michael could get a good aim and he let loose with his arm. He swung from the side, and the riding crop exploded on both cheeks.

“OOOOWWW!” Madison’s shrill cry rang out in the room, scaring her mother and sister, but to the men, it only made their cocks jerk in pleasure. It felt like her buttocks were bleeding, the sharp pain raced through her body. It hurt so bad with her bikini on, she feared what it would feel like if they hit her naked flesh. Would it tear my flesh and make welts on it?

“SSSSNNNAAAP!” The riding crop slashed across her buttocks once again, this time lower and caught more of the flesh. Michael loved the way her body jerked when the crop hit her but took seconds before the pain reached her brain and she cried out.

“OOOOOWWW! NOOOO MOORRE!” It felt like he hit her harder, but she couldn’t look up or back, her head forced into the hard floor. She felt the crop tap between her legs, lightly, though her body was frozen in fear. Then, she figured out what he wanted, her ass rising up higher to please him.

“Good girl, Madison. You’re learning; now, if your mother will just learn.”

“Are you ready to suck my cock, Monique?” He pulled his cock from her face, but it stood out in front of him, only inches from her clenched mouth.

Monique couldn’t believe what he did. He had whipped Madison like an animal. Monique thought she could endure it, but she wasn’t sure Madison could. She saw the way she shoved her ass up into the air obediently as the man tapped her between her legs. She cried out so loud, knowing she was in pain. “You’re all animals,” she finally opened her mouth and shouted out her disgust.

“I guess that means no, Madison.” He swung the riding crop, and this time, he aimed much lower and found the soft, supple flesh of her thighs, naked and unprotected. The crop landed on Madison with a loud thud.

“EEEEEHHHHH!” Her scream was inhuman. She never felt anything as bad. It burned her flesh, tearing at her soft skin. Her body shook; tears fell from her eyes as she began to sob. Another swish of the riding crop slashed across her other naked thigh and her body jerked in horrific pain. She couldn’t take it any longer. He would tear her skin to shreds before he would finally make her mother do the nasty act. “I can’t take it, Mother. Please, do what he wants!” Madison was ashamed to ask her mother to do such a thing, but she couldn’t suffer a beating any longer.

Monique knew that she couldn’t let Madison suffer any longer because of her. As much as she didn’t want to do it, especially in front of her daughters, she had to give in. It would be the first time she was ever with another man since she married Bill. She looked up at Brandon. “What do you want me to do?” She surrendered to him.

Jessica couldn’t believe what her mother was about to do. It was shameful enough what Jessica did to the man on the trail, but her mother would have to do much more. But she understood. Monique took it as long as she could, Jessica not sure she would have lasted that long. All Jessica had to do was look how easy she gave in and licked the water off the man’s cock on the trail to know that she would have surrendered much sooner.

Brandon was eager, but he untied her hands first, wanting to feel her hands and mouth excite his cock. He moved close to her again. He removed his hand from the back of her head, but he warned her. “Don’t move away or Michael will be back with the crop on your lovely daughter’s ass. Maybe this time he’ll sweep it up from the floor and attack her pussy with it.”

He pushed his cock in her face. Stroking it obscenely. “I have a nice big cock for you, Monique. Lick it.” He pushed the head of his cock to her lips. She started to move back the minute it touched her lips, but then, she reconsidered it.

She felt the hot flesh of his cock on her lips. It had been many years since she took Bill in her mouth, never liking it and she told him so. Out of instinct, she backed off, but she knew Madison would suffer if she did. She moved her head forward until her lips touched the tip of his cock. Her lips parted slightly and her tongue slipped out and lightly touched the heated flesh. The minute her tongue touched it, his cock shot up until he gripped it tighter and pushed it back down to her lips. She licked it again and tasted the thick, salty cr?me that her tongue had elicited from it.

Brandon stroked her hair and tilted her head as she licked the head of his cock. It felt so good, looking into her eyes as her pink tongue wiggled on the head of his cock like a snake. “Lick all around the head, let me feel the touch of your sweet tongue.”

She tilted her head as her tongue rolled around the head of his cock, all the way down to the thick ridge. His cock felt like steel, hard and demanding. He stroked the shaft as the head sat on her outstretched tongue and she licked it so lewdly. She couldn’t look at her daughters in the face.

Then, he held his cock up straight. “Lick the shaft, up and down.”

It was a shameful act, but she performed it to save her daughter from any more pain. It was awful to lick the long, hard cock. When her tongue went down to the base, she fought to keep the wiry, black pubic hairs from her mouth. She soon had it slick with her spit, and she knew the moment of her final surrender was here.

“Open up real wide and take the head into your mouth. I want to feel your tongue work it over.” Brandon struggled not to shove it deeper into her mouth. It felt so good. Her tight lips grasped around the shaft, trapping the head in her hot mouth. Then, her tongue swirled all around the head and he struggled not to shoot more than a few drops of cum into her mouth. “Yes, suck it, Monique. Show your daughters how to suck cock.”

It was so big sitting on her tongue like a lump of coal, but this was alive. Each time her tongue touched it, it jerked up and down excitedly. It leaked more cum out the longer she worked it over with her tongue. She hated the taste of the foul cum, thick and salty, unable to get the taste out of her mouth once it leaked out. She looked up at him, but all she saw was lust in his eyes.

“Suck it deeper in your mouth, Monique.” He guided her head until she got into the rhythm. Inch by inch he fed her his cock. She didn’t forget, her tongue swirled around the head and the shaft as he fed more cock into her mouth.

She couldn’t believe she was doing it, but she felt it grow bigger the more she sucked. The shaft slid through her lips, feeling the bumps, ridges and veins pass over her soft lips. He guided her head, but when he moved his hand away, she performed, as he wanted—her lips tight, her tongue active and she sucked in deep, drawing his cock fully to the back of her mouth. She pulled her mouth off his cock, struggling to fill her lungs.

“Back in and suck, Monique.” He watched as her mouth obediently opened wide and her lips clasped around the shaft as he fed her his cock again. He looked into her tear-stained eyes, but all he saw was her soft, pink lips wrapped around his cock and felt her tongue work its magic on his cock. She pulled off again to catch her breath. He waited for a second. “Lick my balls. Suck one of them into your mouth.”

Would this degrading act ever end? Now, he held up his cock high until the shaft was stretched. Beneath his cock hung his balls, shrouded in black, thick hairs. Her face hit the hairs and tickled her skin, but her mouth opened slightly and she felt one of his balls sit on her lips shamefully. She tried licking it to please him, but she saw it in his eyes. She had no choice, opening her mouth wide and pushing her head forward until she felt his ball pass through her lips. She sucked in and drew a single ball into her mouth. She could feel all the wiry hairs on her tongue, and she fought the urge to vomit. He began to stroke his cock, masturbating while she sucked his ball. She spit it out, but then, she took it back in, sucking hard and stretching it until it was fully in her mouth and her lips were sealed. He made her do this a half-dozen times and then she had to lick the shaft until she got to the head. He tilted his cock down and her mouth engulfed the head, thick with his leaking juices as she used her powerful suction to draw it in her mouth.

“I knew you could suck, Monique. Show me how good. Suck me off until I cum in your mouth.”

Madison couldn’t believe what he made her mother do. She licked and sucked his cock, but worse, she had to take his balls into her mouth and lick the hairy sack. She saw how he grew bigger the more she sucked, and now, he said that he would cum in her mouth. It would be humiliating to suffer such a thing. A mouthful of thick cum that Madison was sure her mother would have to swallow. Is that my fate but with two men, both eager to make me suck and cum in my mouth?

Jessica was forced to watch the degrading act her mother performed. It was so much worse than what she did. The cock split her mother’s lips, and she saw that it continued to drive deeper into her mouth. How far would he shove it in?

“Faster, Monique,” he ordered her. He grabbed her hand and pushed it under his balls. “Cup my balls and squeeze them gently, maybe you’ll be rewarded with a mouthful of cum.”

The more she sucked, the more he wanted. His cock was slick with her spit and his leaking cum. The head shoved deeper into her mouth until it hit the back of her mouth and plugged her throat. She backed it out from the opening of her throat as she struggled to fill her lungs. His cock blocked her mouth and her nostrils flared as she attempted to suck in precious air. She spit his cock out, but it jerked up and down in her face while she struggled to fill her lungs.

“Back in, Monique. Take it deeper now. All the way down. Show your daughters your skill in sucking cock.”

She opened her mouth and took his cock back in. Her lips slid up and down the shaft as she rocked her head back and forth to give him the pleasure he wanted.

“Deeper,” Brandon was determined.

She pushed halfway down on his cock and stopped. She twisted her head and then pushed down and took another inch of cock. She felt the head plug her throat.

“Deeper, I want to hear you choke on it.”

She drew her head back, her lips tight until they ran over the thick ridge on the head. She changed directions and slid halfway down the shaft until it blocked her throat. She sucked in air through her nose, then twisted her head and tried to corkscrew the thick head of his cock into her throat. “GGLLGH!” She gagged as the rock-hard cock was compressed into the tiny hole of her throat. “GGGLLH!” She gagged again; this time, she pressed deeper as her throat opened up and she felt the strange feeling of having a cock shoved into her throat. “GGLLLUGG!” Another gag as tears ran from her eyes as her stomach turned.

“Yes, like that. Your daughters are proud of you. You took my cock into your throat.” He couldn’t believe the feeling as her throat muscles undulated up and down the head of his cock. It was as though her fingers were doing it. She finally backed his cock out of her throat and mouth, and this time, spit and cum dripped from her lips.

He became too aroused as he grabbed her head, and he began to fuck her mouth with powerful thrusts of his hips. Her head was like a blur as he moved it back and forth, his thrusts frenzied and excited. He no longer pulled his cock out of her mouth, and she was forced to swallow all the excess spit and his leaking cum. She knew he wouldn’t last much longer, but she wasn’t sure if that was good or bad. Yes, he would be finished fucking her mouth, but she would have a mouthful of cum to contend with. He grabbed the top of her head with one hand, the other under her chin, and with staccato thrusts, fucked her mouth, making her gag and choke when he shoved too hard. His heavy balls slapped lewdly against her chin each time he fucked in hard.

“Get ready, Monique. I’m going to cum and you better not let a drop spill from your mouth. Keep it inside until I tell you to swallow. Or else, Michael will whip Madison again.”

She knew just before he came. His cock grew thicker and longer. He shoved so hard to the back of her mouth with each thrust that her throat was penetrated. She gulped, choked and gagged, but he cared little except for his rising pleasure. Then, she felt him stiffen, jerking his cock up to the roof of her mouth as he stood on his toes and cried out his pleasure. He grabbed her head so tight, it felt like it was in a vise, but he held his cock in her mouth as it began to spurt. It was terrible, a powerful jet of cum shot out in her mouth. She not only choked on the thick, salty cr?me, but she could also smell his foul cum. Her cheeks began to billow as she tried to contain it but more cum shot out, a second and third jet filled her mouth. It was as though he dumped gallons of cum into her mouth, Monique fought to keep it all in without any spilling out her lips.

God, she is good. She sucked and licked his cock even as his orgasm raced through his body. Brandon looked down at her, her cheeks swelled as though she was a chipmunk storing nuts for the winter. Her nose ran; her eyes watered as she gurgled and made unintelligible noises as she took all of his cum in her mouth. It was a long time before he was finished, enjoying her hot mouth in spite of already cumming. He finally pulled out and her lips tightened to keep his cum from escaping. He pulled his wet cock from her lips. “Show your girls your mouthful of cum, and then, you can swallow it, Monique.”

She saw the shame on her daughter’s faces as she turned around to look at them. She tilted her head back to keep the massive amount of cum in her mouth from escaping then opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue for them to see her shame.

Jessica couldn’t believe all the white, thick cum that was on her mother’s tongue and filled her mouth. Then, she watched as her throat bobbed, slowly to swallow it. Just the sight of cum in her mother’s mouth was enough to make Jessica gag.

“Good job, Monique. Now, lick my cock clean.” It didn’t take long before her mouth opened and he pushed his semi-hard cock onto her tongue as she extended it out. Then, her lips clasped onto his cock and her tongue went to work washing it down. It took her a few minutes before she finally spit it out as it glistened brightly and cleaned of all his cum. He watched as she swallowed the last of his cum. He patted her head as if she were a trained dog. “Good cocksucker.”

“Time for each of you to indulge your pleasures. My men will show you to your rooms. The rooms are all soundproof and you should find all that you’ve asked for.” He looked at the women. “I look forward to your return. I have plans for your lovely bodies.”

One by one, they were led off, their heads down, not knowing their fates but apprehensive about what would happen to them. Even their vivid imaginations couldn’t comprehend what the men had planned for them.

 

 

Chapter 4

Older Men are so Perverted

Chester led Jessica down the long hallway by the rope, as if she were a dog that had run away from home. She hated what would happen to her, but it was worse that Chester was old and she was pure. They stopped at the last door and he opened it. Inside was a bedroom, but it was so much more. Most beds didn’t have chains and leather cuffs in the corners of the bed. Most bedrooms didn’t have chains hanging from the ceiling, anchored with iron bolts into thick wooden beams that crossed the ceiling. Most bedrooms didn’t have a large closet of shelves, filled with every conceivable type of whip or paddle, vibrators and didoes of all shapes and sizes and some things Jessica didn’t understand what they would do, but they all looked painful.

Chester’s cock grew harder as her eyes took in the room and they grew bigger in terror when she saw it all. Michael had gone out of his way to make sure that the room had everything he could think of doing to Jessica and some things that he never thought about. The first thing he did was take off the ropes on her wrists, but it wouldn’t be for long. He watched as she rubbed her wrists where the rope had left deep gouges in her skin.

She was grateful that he took the rope off her hands, feeling the circulation go back into her fingers. Chester pulled her over until she stood in front of a full-length mirror. The reflection of her bikini-clad body shown back, but what marred it was Chester standing behind her, a man that was older than her father was.

“Take off your top, Jessica.”

The words jolted her. Up until now, it was all fear of what would happen, but now, she was confronted with the reality. She would be able to see the humiliation shine back from the mirror as she displayed her naked breasts to him, and she feared that would be just the beginning of a painful road of further degradation.

“SSSSMMAACKKK!” She didn’t even see it coming. Chester picked out a thick slapper of black leather covering a thin, flexible wood. He aimed low down on her buttocks that were uncovered by the tiny bikini, and he could see the tanned skin blotched red from the bite of it.

“OOOOWWW!” It stung on her skin, turning around to see the leather paddle in his hand and the red spot on her upper leg. Now, she knew what Madison had felt. Chester didn’t say a word, but the paddle in his hand said it all. Either she would comply or he would strike her again. “Wait, I’ll do it.”

Chester smiled as he waited. That didn’t take much convincing. He waited as her hands went behind her back. He watched her tits as the action forced her to arch her back and they almost spilled out of the top.

Her fingers trembled as she untied the top, grabbing it and holding it in the front as it began to fall away. She looked at Chester, but all she saw was lust in his eyes and his lips curled evilly. She had no choice as she let the top go and it fell to her feet. She put her hands over her naked breasts, but a tap on her thighs with the paddle and she quickly moved them and uncovered her breasts. Her hands hung at her sides, clenched in fists as she saw Chester move behind her and she could see him stare at her half-naked reflection in the mirror.

“Lace your fingers behind your neck and push your elbows out to the sides. I want your lovely tits to be on display for me.”

She hated the way the position pushed her breasts out and the way her nipples began to grow in unexpected hardness. She looked in the mirror and saw him move closer to her and she knew that he would touch her breasts soon, but she felt his body press into her butt and she felt the unmistakable bulge of his prick on her ass. She tried to move away, but his cold, clammy hand slid around to her naked belly and held her tight.

He pushed his fist into the small of her back. “Arch your back, Jessica.” Her pointed nipples stood up like hard rocks. They would make easy targets. He saw her close her eyes. “Open your eyes and watch in the mirror.” He stared at her as his hands slid up the soft, silky skin of her belly. His fingers curled beneath her firm breasts until he cradled them, not feeling such firm and resilient flesh in many years. He was glad he took the youngest one.

It was shameful when his hands clutched on her naked breasts, Jessica forced to watch his wrinkled hands touch her so intimately. He squeezed her breasts, but then, his fingers moved up and she felt a shudder run through her body as they inched up to her nipples. She hated the feeling when he touched them; shivers ran through her body, not of shame but a strange desire. At the same time, she felt his prick quiver against her buttocks in excitement. She kept her back arched as his fingers plucked at her nipples, teasing softly and sensuously across the very tips, forcing them to swell in unanticipated pleasure. He might be old, but his fingers were experienced, drawing her nipples out so far that they ached. Then, his soft touch turned harsher, his fingers squeezed the very tips. It felt as if he was trying to crush them, but as he squeezed them, he also yanked on them. She never felt anything like it. It should have hurt, but it felt as though he was milking them. He would squeeze the twin tips and then release them, which sent the blood rushing back in, but only for a second until his fingers pinched them tight once again and pushed the blood from the soft, sensitive tips.

Chester loved the way her nipples responded to his touch. They grew harder and even as he pinched them, he could tell that she grew aroused. At first, it was just the slightest touch of her ass against his cock. As he pinched and stretched her nipples, her ass began to move in tiny circles against his cock as if she were secretly masturbating his cock. He would soon see how aroused she had become. It was time for something more severe. “Put your hands behind your back.”

She saw the rope in his hands, panicking at being bound again. “Please, don’t tie me up. I’ll be good.”

“I like when you’re bound, Jessica. You’ll soon learn that. It makes my cock much harder.” She surrendered, her wrists crossed behind her back submissively. He tied the rope tight until it dug into her skin; her groan made his cock jerk. He found what he wanted in the cabinet and stood to one side of her so she could still see her reflection in the mirror. “Have you ever had your nipples clamped, Jessica?” He knew the answer, but when he opened the first clamp and showed her the sharp teeth on the inside of the clamp, he loved the frightened look in her eyes.

“NO, please, not that.” She could see the powerful spring on it and the sharp teeth glistened in the light. He ignored her plea as his fingers went to work on drawing her nipple out until it stood out hard and throbbing, Jessica unable to stop him as his experienced fingers rubbed it so erotically. She looked down as he opened the clamp wide and poised it over the very tip of her hard nipple. “No,” she cried out one last time, but it was too late. “OOOOOWWWW!” It felt like he stabbed a needle into the very core of her nipple. The clamp bit into her soft flesh and crushed it in its unyielding jaws. The sharp pain raced through her breast, and it only grew worse when he released her trapped nipple and the heavy clamp dragged it toward the ground, misshaping her proud breast.

Chester watched her labored breathing as she tried to come to terms with the painful bite of the clamp. He waited patiently before he would clamp the other, knowing that the sharp pain would eventually turn into a dull ache. But he knew that just the slightest touch on the clamp would ignite the pain again instantly. She would soon find that out.

She bit her lip as he fondled her other nipple, knowing it wouldn’t do any good to beg, he was determined. His fingers rolled her nipple and aroused it. She was torn between the pleasure of his fingers on one and the pain in the other, but it didn’t hurt as much as it first did, but she did try to control her breathing. Taking a deep breath made the clamp bounce painfully on her nipple. She feared what he would do once both nipples were clamped.

“OOOOOWWWWWW!” As much as she braced for the pain and knew what it would be like, it didn’t make it any easier. It shot through her breast like an arrow. She saw her abused nipple clenched tight by the heavy clamp and yanked down by its weight when Chester released it. It bounced up and down, before it stopped, sending shooting pain to the depths of her chest. She was sure her nipples were damaged for life, but when she looked at Chester, he was rubbing the front of his pants. His erection was etched vividly as it pushed his pants out. He was a sadist, enjoying inflicting pain on her, Jessica feared much worse.

Chester looked at his handiwork, her proud breasts hung down, dragged down by the sheer weight of the clamps. “Your tits are too lovely for me to let the clamps do that to them, Jessica.”

“Thank you for taking them off,” she cried out as the pain in her other nipple finally turned to a dull ache. It didn’t hurt like before, but she feared the slightest movement would set the pain off once again.

“Don’t thank me yet, Jessica. That’s not what I had in mind.” He turned around and picked up the tiny remote control and the green light came on as he hit the button.

She looked up when she heard the whirling noise from the ceiling above and two heavy strings with small hooks attached to the ends began to come down. She could see some kind of pulley up there and Chester had a remote that controlled it. She didn’t know why she didn’t instantly recognize what he would do, maybe it was the pain or the fright, but it wasn’t until he took the hook from one of the strings and ran it through the end of a clamp did she realize what he was about to do. By that time, it was too late. He grabbed the other hook and ran it through the other clamp. The pulley began to whirl once again, and she saw the slack begin to go out of the heavy string. It took only seconds before the hook began to move, the slightest movement sending shooting pain through her breasts. Yet the inanimate pulley cared little for her pain as it began to pull the clamps up until they were sticking out, her nipples trapped in the sharp teeth. It didn’t stop, Jessica crying out as the clamps were pulled toward the ceiling and with her nipples clamped inside, they went with it. “No more,” she begged, but Chester grinned and the pulley continued to rise up. Her nipple began to stretch as the clamps dug deeper into her nipple flesh, the sharp teeth tearing her flesh.

“On your toes, Jessica. Stretch up.” He watched her lean, tight body began to stretch as she balanced on her toes like a ballerina. The muscles in her calves grew taut. He finally stopped the pulley. He looked at her tits now, stretched up as though they reached for the sky. Her nipples were stretched over an inch, and they were kept that way by the strings.

She wobbled on her toes, not daring to move, fearing that her nipples would be ripped from her chest if she stumbled. The pain was back, the clamps unyielding as they dug into her sensitive flesh like hundreds of tiny pins piercing the soft skin. She shivered in fear when Chester ran his fingers over the part of her nipples that weren’t clamped, igniting more pain as her body betrayed her and the tips grew harder.

Chester pulled up a chair next to her and sat in it, looking up at her. He put his hand on her stomach and rubbed it slowly in a circle, increasing the circle until his fingers touched the edge of her bikini. It was cut low, so there wasn’t much more left when his fingers slipped under the edge and he found his fingers engulfed in the fine hairs of her bush. “I’m glad you’re not shorn, I’ll enjoy doing that myself.”

She couldn’t stop him as he rubbed her belly, and she feared the hand going lower, but she couldn’t move a muscle. Not even when his fingers slipped beneath the edge of her bikini and she felt him pluck out a few of her pubic hairs when his fingers curled in her bush. “Don’t touch me there; I’m a virgin,” she begged.

“That is what you say, but how will I truly know you are telling the truth unless I check for myself.”

He had his hands in her pants now, and she couldn’t stop him. His fingers moved through her bush and then she felt for the first time a man’s hand on her pussy. His fingers pinched her pussy lips, squeezing them tightly together. Then, they moved lower, pinching again. He pinched all the way down her slit until his hand couldn’t go any lower. Her bikini bottom was ready to tear, not made to take a hand along with her body inside. She felt a finger worm its way between her pussy lips by sheer force, Jessica balancing precariously on her toes while she tried to contend with her body being violated by his hands. She felt her pussy lips curl around his finger, and then, it began to move. First, back and forth, as though he was exploring her intimately, but then, he began to slide up and down her slit. She felt the shameful ease his finger moved on her juices, as she grew wet. She struggled not to let him arouse her, but bound and her nipples pinched and stretched, she was helpless. “NNNO, NNNOOO!” She felt the finger move lower and then the tip of his finger found the opening of her pussy. It wiggled back and forth, fighting her muscles that fought to keep him from her virgin hole, but they were unsuccessful. Suddenly, his finger popped inside just the slightest bit and she felt him stretch her elastic hymen. “No, don’t take my virginity with your finger!” She hated that her virginity would be gone with just a flick of his finger inside her, tearing her innocence.

“Well, I’ll be, you’re a virgin. What a great surprise.” He pulled his finger from her tight hole. He would preserve it for now, but before he was finished with her, there wouldn’t be a virgin hole in her body.

“Thank you, thank you,” she cried out in relief.

“We’ll see how cooperative you are, Jessica. I’m going to slip your bikini down to your knees. I’ll play with your pussy, but I won’t penetrate it unless you give me trouble.”

She wasn’t sure what he meant by play with her, but anything was better than losing her hymen this way. She felt his hand slip out of her bikini, but then, he grabbed the waistband and slowly peeled it down over her hips. She was humiliated to be stripped naked, but she couldn’t stop him. Her bikini hung around her knees, but now, her pussy was exposed and Chester was quick to take advantage of it. He squeezed her lips together as he held them tight together while he slid his fingers up and down her slit.

His fingers slid easily over her oiled lips, Jessica grew aroused even as she complained. Her bush was neatly trimmed and her pussy lips were drawn tight, what he expected from a virgin. He felt her spread her legs to accommodate his hand until the bikini stopped them from going any wider. He moved closer so he could gaze at her pussy as he spread her open. He gripped both of her lips and spread her petals wide open until all he saw was pink. He struggled to hold the oily lips. He could see her all the way from the dark mysterious hole that was never violated, up to her pleasure button, the tiny bud trying to hide from him, but he would have none of that.

She bit her lip to hide the moan that was in her throat. His fingers and eyes explored her where no man had ever been. He touched her in places that she barely touched. He pinched her pussy but it didn’t hurt. He stroked her inner lips and instead of shame, she felt arousal. Her juices flowed freely as his fingers became more insistent, stroking her all the way up her slit until she shivered when his fingers sought out her pleasure button. She struggled as his fingers pushed down at the base of her bud until all the blood rushed to the tip. It felt like it popped out, like a meat thermometer in a turkey when it was done. Once in the open, Chester worked it over, sending her body in a sexual frenzy that she never felt before. How could I get aroused while bound and my nipples clenched in tight, metal clamps and stretched until they would go no further?

He caressed, stroked and aroused her with his fingers; wet with her juices, they slid easily along her pussy. When she grew too aroused, he would grip her pussy lips hard and yank on them until she almost fell forward. Only then would he go back to stroking her again. He played with her for ten minutes before he moved on, getting closer to making her cum for him.

Jessica never felt her body respond this way before. Her head was clouded with such pleasure, every bit of her body was on edge and ready to burst, but he never finished her off. He would pinch her pussy hard until it ached and stretched her lips and she thought he was trying to yank them off. Then, he would go back to caressing her softly and she would forget all the pain and abuse as he built the arousal up in her body to a fever pitch. She wanted to beg him to let her cum, but she kept her mouth shut. His finger rubbed back and forth over the very tip of her clit, making it grow harder and bigger. She wouldn’t last much longer, hoping he wouldn’t stop. His other hand was gone, but she didn’t care, all of her senses were drawn to one spot—her pleasure button.

Chester wasn’t ready to let her go yet; he had one more thing to teach her. He pulled one hand away, but his other hand worked her clit into a sexual frenzy. He had to work fast or she would cum first. He pushed his index finger into the Vaseline, and when he pulled it out, it was thick with the lubricant. His hand slid around to her ass and her body jerked when he touched her, but he held it still for a second while he continued to rub her clit and take her mind from it.

She felt his other hand on her naked buttock, but it just sat there, though his fingers were close to her crack. He didn’t try to squeeze her butt. His other finger continued to rub her so expertly, far better than she could do herself. She wanted to cum so bad, yet she feared that it would expose her desires to him and he would use that against her. She was shocked when she felt a cold, wet finger push between her cheeks. She clenched them, but it was too late, she only trapped the finger between them, sitting heavily on her anus. She never felt anything like it before. Her tiny muscle began to clench and unclench uncontrollably, even without his finger moving. “Not there, don’t touch me there,” she cried out, but the finger on her clit only worked harder and faster.

He waited a second, enjoying the tight grip of her buttocks on his finger, but he finally bent it as he felt the muscle spasms in her anus. He pushed with the tip of his finger and felt her muscles try to fight him off, but his finger was too slick and strong for her to stop him. He wiggled it back and forth across her anus until he felt her anal ring begin to open up like a spring flower. Once he breached her sphincter, he pushed harder and felt her ass open up until he pushed the tip of his finger hard against the muscles in her rectum.

“Take it out, please, don’t shame me; take your finger out.” She couldn’t keep her body still, the finger was in her butt and it moved like a snake, pushing from side to side and stretching her in places that shouldn’t be stretched from the outside. He began to pinch her clit and that drove her hips to push back, but that impaled her deeper onto his probing finger. She pushed back onto his waiting fingers, and her clit was pinched until her hips were jerking back and forth as though she loved what he was doing to her. To make matters worse, her frenzied movements began to pull her upper body back and forth and the strings danced as they pulled and shook the clamps that bit into her nipple flesh.

He moved his finger in her ass faster, sliding in and out, as he fingered the tight virgin hole. She was so hot and tight, squeezing his finger like a vise, but he continued to penetrate her with deep thrusts of his finger, moving the tip and stretching her elastic walls when he pulled it out. He stopped pulling out the moment he knew his finger would slip out her tight anal ring, and then, he plunged back in, forcing her higher on her toes as she almost sat on his finger. He could see the clamps moving erratically, jerking on her nipples, milking them with pain and pleasure. Her pussy juices flowed down her thighs as she moaned and cried as he worked her body to a crescendo.

Her nipples hurt, but it was a different kind of hurt now. The clamps milked them, pinching hard and painfully into the flesh, but by the time the pain reached the depths of her breasts, it was different, a nice pain. The finger in her butt was uncomfortable and humiliating, but it didn’t hurt. It never stopped moving, sliding in and out, Jessica surprised that she had pleasure buds in such a place, but the finger excited her, though it shouldn’t. She was bound and he was about to make her cum and she couldn’t stop him. She saw her reflection in the mirror, her face masked in pleasure as her body jerked back and forth as she was rubbed and fingered front and back.

“Cum for me, Jessica. NOW!” He ordered her as he slipped a second finger in her ass and that was all that was needed. He watched her body go into sexual gyrations, his hand flooded with her juices as she came like a man all over him. Her ass hole gripped his fingers as though she didn’t want them to leave, milking them, as she would learn to do to a cock.

It was as though it was the Fourth of July fireworks display in her head, bright lights exploded. All of her muscles tightened, including the ones in her butt, gripping his fingers, in spite of being stretched and forced to accommodate a second finger that stretched her anal ring into submission. She shamefully came all over him, feeling her wetness as though she had peed on him, but he never let up, taking her from one plateau to the next with a quick thrust of his fingers deep into her bowels. Jessica felt like it was hours before her body turned to mush, unable to stand on her toes any longer. She felt the ache in her nipples, but she was exhausted, mentally and physically. She looked at her reflection, and all she saw now was the humiliation of being forced to cum. The fingers still sat in her rectum.

He pulled his fingers from her ass, but they gripped them all the way out as if she regretted them leaving. Her nipples were stretched so far, Jessica was barely able to stand up, never mind that she was on her toes. “Do you want me to take off the clamps?”

“Yes, they hurt too much.”

He stared into her eyes. She didn’t know what would happen. She expected to feel the relief instantly when he took them off. He pinched the first clamp and pulled it off. Her shrill cry filled the room; luckily, it was soundproof.

“OOOWWWAAAHHHH!” It was the worst pain she’d ever felt. It shot to her nipple as though he had stabbed a knife in the very tip. His fingers began to squeeze and pinch it and she felt the pain gradually go away. She looked down at it, expecting it to be bleeding and torn, but except for it being swollen and red, it had survived.

“You ready for the next one?” Chester smiled, knowing that she would have to suffer again.

She didn’t know whether it would be better to keep it on and suffer the dull ache or take it off and feel the excruciating pain, though it would quickly dissipate. “Yeess,” her voice trembled as she braced for it.

“OOOOWWWW!” Still, nothing could dull the pain as the blood rushed back to the tip with such force. She was thankful for his fingers that squeezed her nipple until the ache went away. Her nipples were finally free. She was surprised when he untied her. He led her over to a television set.

He didn’t sit on the couch; instead, he leaned against the back of the couch as he faced the television. “Come close, Jessica.” He pulled her until she was next to him. He pushed the button, and the television came alive with the picture of both of them in the room.

Jessica was shocked to see her in the room with Chester on the screen. He must have recorded what happened. He was going to make her repeat all the shame and humiliation he subjected her to. To make it worse, Chester hastily opened his pants and slipped down his zipper, and then, his pants dropped to the floor. It took him only seconds before he pulled his shorts down. Jessica looked away.

“Look at the screen. Watch with me.” Then, he took her hand.

She didn’t fight him when he took her hand; she knew she had no choice. It was only a second until she felt her fingers curled around the hot flesh of his cock. She was forced to look at it. His cock was wrinkled, hard but not rock hard. The head glistened and she knew it was his precum. The minute her fingers curled around the shaft, it jerked in her hand until her fingers tightened on it.

“You’re going to jerk me off while we both watch you cum. Now, don’t let me cum until you do on the television or else I’ll use one of the whips on your ass.”

She held her hand on his cock still as the recording began to play.

“Up and down, deep strokes and use your other hand on my balls. Squeeze them gently.” He became anxious for his pleasure, his balls ached and he wanted relief, but he wanted it while he watched Jessica cum for him. “MMMM, yes, that’s it,” he moaned softly as her fingers began to move up and down the shaft. She was a little awkward and her movements were jerking, but she would soon learn.

It was shameful; his cock grew in her hand as she stroked it up and down. She saw the way it jerked when her fingers curled over the thick ridge, so she tightened her fingers more when they passed over it and she was rewarded with his cock twitching eagerly. On the screen, he had her stripped to her waist, and he was behind her, plucking at her nipples. She stroked his cock with broad swipes up and down the shaft. She felt his hot balls in her hand, squeezing them until she could feel the twin balls mysteriously floating around inside the wrinkled sack. She tried to catch them with her hand, but they were elusive and always seemed to escape.

Chester felt such pleasure as she worked on his cock, her fingers glided up and down the shaft, but then, she would stop and her fingers would rub over the head until it induced drops of cum from the tip. Then, she would run the drops on his cock as her hand moved over the slick flesh. Her other hand milked his balls as though she was trying to drive the cum from them.

On the screen, her nipples were caught in the clamps and yanked up by the strings. She saw herself, balanced on her toes as his hand slid into her bikini bottom and explored her pussy for the first time. She clenched her thighs together, squeezing her pussy muscles as though she had a lover in her virgin hole, but then, she felt her ass muscles clench tight just as they did on his finger when he penetrated her there. She felt her arousal increase and hoped Chester wouldn’t notice. He wouldn’t let her pull her bikini up, so it was still around her knees, more humiliating to be partially undressed than to be completely naked.

He didn’t know whether she did it on purpose or by accident, but her fingernail scraped along the head of his cock. It hurt but hurt good, and he jetted a small amount of precum from the pleasure. From then on, when she jerked her hand up and down the shaft, a fingernail would slice along the ridge of the head, just below it where it was soft and tender. Each time she did it, more precum leaked out. Her hand that gripped his balls became more aggressive and squeezed tighter until his hips jerked, but like the fingernail on his cock, it forced more precum to leak out. She learned quickly, and soon, she had him moving as much as he did with her.

The recording was almost over, able to feel the finger that penetrated her on the television as if it happened to her again. She stroked him harder, goosing his balls and gripping them harder, driving him to the same point she was on the television.

“Now, now make me cum!” He saw Jessica cum on the screen, and she did it to him at the same time. She squeezed the cum from his balls as her hand stroked his cock, her fingers like steel talons around the shaft and the delicious feeling of her sharp fingernail slicing across the most sensitive part of his cock sent the cum shooting from his cock. She held it tight, pointed up into the air as he jetted thick cum that flew up and then back down onto her hand. Yet, she never pulled it away, stroking and squeezing more, her eyes glued to the television as she came on the screen as he spent on her hand.

She looked down at her hand, covered in thick, white cr?me, still hot. His cock grew limp in her hand, but she held it anyway, not sure what to do.

He pulled her wet hand away from his cock and pushed her hand up until it was in front of her face. He saw the look on her face when she realized what he wanted. “Open your mouth and lick your fingers.”

She shuddered and her lips trembled, but her mouth began to open and he released her hand as she brought it to her mouth. She grimaced the first time she sucked in some of the thick cr?me, but that didn’t deter her. She began to lick it all, her pink tongue snaking out and gathering up all his drying cum and pushing it into her mouth.

It was disgusting, but she already had a cock in her mouth on the trail, and she saw what her mother had done. It tasted terrible, so thick and salty, but the more she took in her mouth, the less offensive it became. Finally, her hand was clean, glistening with her spit. His hands were on her shoulders, and he forced her to her knees. She stared at his limp cock that hung down between his legs, so small and wrinkled now that he lost his hardness.

“Lick the head and get it clean, Jessica.”

It felt terrible in her hand, lifeless and limp. She lifted it up, but it couldn’t stand on its own. She moved her head forward and closed her eyes as she moved closer to it. She felt the humiliating touch of his hot, limp flesh on her lips, wetting them with his drying cum. She began to lick it, but she barely made it stir. She licked all around the head, and then, she did the unthinkable. She put the limp head into her mouth and sucked it in; her tongue licked all over the smooth head. She washed all the thick cr?me from it and swallowed it. When she finished, she spit it out, but his cock was still limp and undesirable.

“You did well, Jessica. We’re going to get along nicely.”

She thought it was over, but the way he looked at her, she knew that it wasn’t. She feared that her virginity would be taken by him, just not sure, how he would do it with such a small, limp cock.

 

 

Chapter 5

Madison and Two Men

It was like a funeral march for Madison as she was led down a different hallway than Jessica or her mother. The two large men overshadowed her petite body, and one of the men forced her to walk faster to keep up with their large footsteps as he yanked the rope that tied her wrists behind her back. She was led into a room that could only be called a torture chamber, for every piece of furniture in it had leather cuffs and chains on them. Two majestic beams rose up from the floor and were over five feet apart, but the leather cuffs and chains in the corners, top and bottom, revealed its sinister purpose. If put between the posts, she would be spread wide and bound obscenely. Even the bed with the pure white comforters and pillows had chains and cuffs. She had already suffered under the lash, to force her mother to perform the loathsome act of fellatio, and she saw the cabinet, the door partly open to reveal the rows of whips and paddles. But, she feared the men more. They were big and muscular, and she suspected the bulges in their pants were also massive weapons that they would penetrate her with them. While not a virgin, she had never been with a boy that she considered big.

“Let’s string her up while we get ready for her.” William pulled the rope down from ceiling as Joseph brought her over, seeing the terror in her eyes when he mentioned stringing her up, but she would never expect what he had planned for her. He admired her long, silky blonde hair and thought he would make good use of it.

She was shoved beneath the rope, and she feared what they would do with it. My wrists are already bound, what else did they need to do? William was ready for her as soon as she moved beneath the rope. She tried to look up, but William grabbed her hair and twisted his hand in it until it yanked her head down. She struggled as William wrapped the rope around her hair, gnarling her golden locks with the harsh rope until they were one. “NNNOO, NOOOO!” She cried out and began to struggle as they let her loose, but a pulley in the ceiling began to whirl and draw the rope up. She looked at William, and he had a small remote in his hand, the light glowed green brightly. The rope pulled on her hair, and she began to struggle more as it felt like it would tear her hair from the roots.

“AAAHHHHHWWW!” She cried louder as she struggled on her toes, moving back and forth, as she tried to balance like a ballerina. She could feel her hair tearing from the roots, but the rope continued its upward spiral. Her feet left the ground, unable to stretch any higher and her body began to sway back and forth, as she fought as hard as she could. Her frenzied gyrations rocked her body as she swung like a pendulum from the rope. She felt it but could do nothing about it when her upper body shook so hard that one of her breasts spilled from her bikini top. She saw the men stare at her naked breast, but bound as she was, she couldn’t slip it back in. The more she struggled, the more her naked breast swayed erotically.

“Nice tits!” Joseph loved the way Madison turned red in shame when she exposed herself. If she thought that was bad, wait a few minutes, there would be much more.

Finally, William stopped the pulley as she swayed seductively back and forth, her naked breast exposed for all to see. She tried to stay still. Her scalp ached and she could still feel hairs yanked out, tears in her eyes. She couldn’t believe anyone could be hung by her hair, but this was the only time she ever regretted having long hair. She feared what they would do now, but it got worse. Both men began to undress.

“Don’t look away or I’ll get a riding crop and use it on your ass. You know what that feels like, don’t you, Madison?”

She turned back and looked at them, fearing the riding crop. She was forced to watch as they took off their clothes. For fifty or so, they were in good shape, but when they got to their pants, they slid their zippers down and their pants fell to their ankles, she saw the massive bulges in their shorts. William was first to pull his shorts down, Madison forced to watch as he revealed his prick. It was as thick as a soda can, the girth unbelievable. Even though it was thick, it still had to be six or seven inches long. The head looked like a massive hat that sat on the thick shaft.

William kicked his pants off his ankles and stroked his prick at her as he stared at her eyes wide open in disbelief.

“If you think he is big, Madison, wait until you feel this,” Joseph boasted proudly. He stripped off his shorts and stroked his cock.

Madison looked at it astonished by its sheer length. It was more of a club than a prick. It had to be a foot long, not as thick as William’s, but she was sure it would drive right through her and kill her if he ever put it inside her. They were both naked as they walked toward her.

William pushed the button on the pulley and slowly lowered her to the ground. He saw the relief on her face as her feet could finally touch the ground and her hair was no longer being pulled from her head. He untied the rope but not before she cried out a few times when thick mats of her hair were pulled out in his haste.

Williams cock bounced and rubbed on her naked leg as he untied her hair. It was finally free, but William pushed her harshly over to the bed and with such strength, picked her up and threw her on it. She flew through the air, unable to stop the fall with her hands bound behind her. She bounced on the bed, forced onto her belly by her bound arms. Her other breast fell free from the top, both of them hung out like ripe fruit.

“OOOOWWWW,” she cried out when they flipped her over and her bound arms were trapped behind her. Her upper body was pushed up, and it thrust out her naked breasts. William was on her in a flash. His knees hurt when they were forced between her legs, pinching her thighs until she had to spread her legs submissively. He settled between her legs as his naked cock bounced on her flesh. She struggled, but Joseph grabbed her shoulders and kept her pinned down while William scrambled up her body and his large hands gripped her breasts harshly. She shook her body, but all that did was make her breasts rub against his face. His mouth latched onto one of her nipples and with powerful suction drew it into his mouth. “NOO, don’t bite it!” He was cruel; his tongue ran over the tip until it swelled, and then, his teeth captured her delicate morsel and bit into the flesh. It felt like his teeth were so sharp as they sliced back and forth over it until she thought he was trying to cut it off. If it wasn’t his mouth, it was his fingers on her nipples, never leaving them alone, abusing them, but the position she was in thrust them up as though she were offering them to him. She couldn’t stop the shameful hardness of her nipples.

Joseph reached over, sliced off the top of her bikini and threw the rags onto the floor. “Now, you can play with them better.”

William needed no encouragement; his large hands grabbed each of her firm breasts and squeezed them, enjoying her groans as he mauled them. He pinched, slapped and squeezed her breasts and nipples. When he pulled away, her nipples were slick and shiny with spit, but they were also big and hard.

William’s mouth began to move down her body, so Joseph took over with her tits. “I’ll keep them hard for you, Madison.” He was gentler as he rubbed the very tip of her nipple with the lightest touch, and it almost looked like she arched her back to push them harder into his hands.

“No, don’t do that,” she struggled when William’s mouth and hands slid over her belly. She sucked her stomach in as she felt the wet trail of spit he left cooling on her body as he moved down farther. She squirmed as Joseph worked over her breasts with such experienced hands, but the mouth that moved closer to her sex shamed her. His hands began to rub lightly over her stomach to where her bikini began. A finger traced along the top of her bikini, pushed low on her hips from all the struggling. She felt a tingling that she shouldn’t feel between her legs, trying to drive it from her mind, but the two men touched her in places that they shouldn’t, and she couldn’t stop the feelings they invoked in her.

“Let’s slip the rest of your bikini off and get you naked like the both of us.”

She panicked as she felt his hands grab the waistband of her bikini. Then, he began to slide it down her legs. “NNNNOOO!” She cried out in shame, but William was quick and slid her bikini off her legs before she could do a thing. Then, he grabbed her by her ankles, one in each hand and pushed up until she had to bend her knees and spread her legs as he forced them to bow out. He had her spread lewdly, her pussy opened up for both of them to see. Her legs were held open by Joseph as William’s fingers moved to her pussy. He gripped the lips of her pussy and began to pull on them, stretching them out obscenely, his face only inches from her crotch as his hot breath blew on her sex. “No, no, no,” she cried as he pulled her lips open as his fingers openly stroked her sex. She had to will her body not to respond, but it felt like his fingers were everywhere. He yanked her lips back and his fingers slid up the soft, damp inner flesh of her lips. Then, his fingers moved down and she felt the opening of her pussy exposed and the hard, demanding fingers pressed on both sides until her muscles fought off the rude invasion.

William hadn’t seen a pussy so pink and wet in a long time. Her full lips were oiled and he had trouble holding them tight to pull her open. She struggled and complained, but she grew wetter, and he could smell her arousal. “Bitch is getting wet, Joseph. See what we do to her,” they both laughed at her shame.

She closed her eyes, as she felt hands that fondled her indiscriminately. Joseph held her legs up and spread obscenely, but it was William that shamed her, for she couldn’t stop the wetness that betrayed her. “EEEEHHH!” She cried out in humiliation.

“What did you do to her?” Joseph was surprised by her shrill cry.

“I just played with her ass hole. Guess she’s virgin there.” William’s fingers had pushed down over her perineum until he got to the tiny brown hole between her cheeks. With his two thumbs, he pushed out on the sides until he forced it open by sheer force. He rubbed his thumbs back and forth over the tight anal ring until he couldn’t control his lust any longer and he pushed his thumb into the tight knot of her ass. The muscles fought for a second, then her sphincter gave way and her hot, tight ass hole sucked his thumb into her rectum. “You ever have a thumb in your ass, Madison?”

“No, no, take it out.” She felt the uncomfortable stretching in her backside as he violated her with his thumb. It pushed inside and shoved hard against the muscles in her rectum.

He pushed his thumb into her hot, sucking hole, but it felt like her muscles fought to keep it in, so tight around it. “Would you rather I play with your pussy or your ass hole, Madison?” He would force her to choose.

“Answer the man or he’ll plug both holes.” Joseph encouraged her.

“My pussy, play with my pussy,” shamed that she had to ask him to do that, but it was unnatural to be penetrated her backside. She felt his fingers return to her pussy, spreading her lips as his fingers caressed her inner lips. She began to struggle again when his face came closer, and she could feel his hot breath blow on her. She was afraid he would lick her there. She kicked out, trying to get away, but Joseph held her tight and her attempt was futile.

“Flip her on her belly.”

She was on her stomach in a second, the men too powerful for her to fight off. Joseph held her upper body as William’s hands slid down to her naked hips. She couldn’t move as William began to run his fingers over her buttocks. She couldn’t stop her buttocks from tightening. He kneeled over her so she couldn’t move away.

“If you never had a thumb up your ass, I’m sure that you never had a tongue either.” William’s laughter was boisterous as he grabbed her buttocks and pulled them apart.

How could a man want to lick a woman there? He pulled her cheeks apart, no matter how hard she tried to clench them tight. He pulled up on her hips until her ass arched up, and then, he shoved his face between her cheeks. She could feel his nose smash in her crack, but it was the shocking touch of his wet tongue on her anus that sent her crying out in embarrassment. His tongue wormed against her anus, sending the muscles into spasms from the unnatural touch. When she tried to clench her cheeks to keep him out, he slapped one of her buttocks hard enough to make them sting. When she was forced to relax them, his fingers dug into her crack and peeled them apart. She could feel her anal ring stretch open. Then, his tongue was back; this time, she was presented vulgarly as his tongue licked around her anus. He finally pulled his tongue away, her anus wet and slippery, but his fingers became more urgent. Four of them pulled her cheeks apart and rested millimeters from her anus. She felt her anal ring stretched as his fingers pressed in, until her anal ring could do nothing but open up. She couldn’t stop her buttock muscles from clenching, but each time they did, he would spank her buttocks, harder and harder. His fingers would be back, peeling her anus open, but now, he began to plant big, wet kisses on her anus, and then, his tongue would flutter obscenely over the pulsating hole.

Her legs were together too tight, so he grabbed each of her thighs and yanked them apart until she opened up wide. Now, he had more room, his fingers peeled apart her pussy from behind as he pushed her ass higher up into the air. His fingers went back to exploring her pussy and ass as she struggled, but it did no good. He fingered her pussy and her ass hole, teasing at both tight holes while she cried out in indignation.

Suddenly, he pulled away from her, but then he flipped her over onto her back again, crushing her arms beneath her. Then, Joseph got out of the way, as he crawled up her body as he forced her to spread her legs. He began to kiss her, sticking his tongue forcefully into her mouth as she felt his big cock rub up and down her slit. Madison feared that he would penetrate her and tear her open with his massive girth. He pulled his tongue from her mouth, but then, he moved back down until he grabbed her hips and held her steady. His mouth sank down on her sex, and she felt his tongue run up and down her slit, to lick her and eat her pussy. She struggled, not to get away, but to push her ass up higher and force her pussy into his mouth. As humiliating as it was to be bound and taken like this, his tongue did know its way around a woman’s sex, licking and biting her until her juices flowed freely. As humiliating as some of what he had done to her was, she felt a strange pleasure in being taken orally by him.

William’s mouth grew wet with her juices; her squirming wasn’t to get away but to push her pussy harder onto his lips. This was supposed to be for him and his brother’s pleasure, not for hers.

He slid up her body again, his hands around her back and pulled her up until she almost sat on him. She expected to be fucked, his hard cock pushed between her legs and it jerked with excitement against her pussy. Then, he pushed her back down, drawing her legs up high above her and tried to push them over her head. She struggled, turning on her side, as he spread her legs so wide that her crotch ached. She found herself turned over onto her belly again, but this time, her legs were sitting on his legs. He grabbed her legs, pushed them together and then yanked her onto his lap. He didn’t stop until she felt his naked cock pushed against her pussy.

“Give me the rope.”

She struggled, but it didn’t take too long to tie her ankles together. He tied it too tight, but she suspected he did that on purpose. He grabbed her wrists from behind and pushed them out of the way, as he ran his hands along her naked flanks until he got to her ass.

He slapped each buttock, watching them quiver and turn pink from the blows. Then, his fingers went between her cheeks when her muscles relaxed after being spanked and revealed her brown tight hole.

She was being spanked like a little girl, but his hands didn’t touch her like a little girl. His fingers ran over her anus and sent the tight knot of muscles into spasms. Another spank and his hand was back, but this time, it was just a finger. The dry finger pressed up against the tight knot of muscles, but she clenched her anus tightly closed.

His finger was too dry, so he pulled it away and licked it, but then, it was back. Her cheeks had clenched when he first tried to probe her ass, but while he was wetting his finger, they opened up. He pushed his wet finger against her ass muscles, and they gave way to the tip of his finger. He began to pump it in and out as, he kept her ass up obediently for him.

“Take it out, please, take your finger out,” she cried out indignantly. He pulled her cheeks apart as he fingered her with staccato-like thrusts of his fingers. Then, he began to spank her, but not her buttocks. Four fingers slapped so close to her anus that she could feel the air as it passed over her anus. Then, he slapped her buttocks, ten times, each time harder as he rocked her on his lap; Madison forced to masturbate his cock with her body as she slid back and forth over his thick erection beneath her.

“Look at that nice pussy,” William exclaimed as he opened her up from behind with his fingers. He pried her lips open wide, and then, he found her tight hole with his fingers. He pushed and felt her hot, tight hole grip his fingers as they plunged in her wet pussy. “She’s going to have to stretch a lot to take us in that hole. Her boyfriends must have had pencil dicks.”

His fingers wormed into her pussy, stretching her. He pulled out, but he spanked her again, her body taut as he hit so close to her anus and pussy. Then, he slapped her ass a dozen times until the skin stung and became heated. His mouth was back, pushed between her cheeks and his tongue licked her from her pussy all the way up to her anus. He spanked her continually while he licked her. She began to kick her bound legs when his fingers were back, pushing her ass up high and then he fingered her pussy and anus, going from one hole to the other. His fingers shoved in harder and faster, reaming her out. His finger ran up and down her slit, and she should have realized what he was doing, but it wasn’t until he shoved a thick finger, knuckle deep into her ass that she realized he had lubricated it. The finger stretched her in places that shouldn’t be stretched from the outside as he bent his finger. He pulled his finger out of her ass and impaled her pussy, finger fucking her violently. Then, it got worse. While two fingers reamed out her pussy, a finger of his other hand violated her anus and both of them fingered her harshly, driving in and out of her reluctant holes.

“How do you like being fingered in both holes, Madison? You’re nice and tight.” He spanked her again to make her rub against his cock. Then, he went back to yanking her pussy lips open from behind and fingering her. This time when he spanked her, it wasn’t her buttocks that received the punishment. He slapped her pussy from behind. Her body jerked abruptly as she whimpered.

“Don’t hit me there; that’s inhuman.” She couldn’t believe that any man would hit a woman in such a delicate spot. It didn’t do any good; he pulled her pussy lips open from behind with one hand while the other slapped up and down her lips. Her pussy stung as he hit harder, but then, he would go back to rubbing her, and it confused her. He moved quicker, slapping her pussy, fingering it and then he would shove a finger deep into her rectum. He pulled out, this time slapping her anus as the tiny muscles went into uncontrollable spasms. She squirmed, but the finger was back in her ass, digging deeper, following her every gyration as he stretched and humiliated her. Her pussy was spanked; up and down, his thick fingers struck her unprotected pussy lips. She became confused, her pussy and her anus hurt when he spanked them, but then, his fingers would finger her pussy and all she felt was how the thick fingers possessed her. Even the feeling of the fingers in her ass was changed. She never realized that she had such feeling back there, but she came alive when he probed her or slapped her there. She was ashamed to admit it, even to herself.

She grew wetter; he could feel her arousal on his cock as she rubbed it. As much as he abused her, she began to like it. He would see how far they could push her, how much punishment and abuse she could take and still grow aroused. “I’m going to untie your hands, but don’t try to stop me from doing anything to you.” It didn’t take long to untie her hands, and he pushed them to her sides.

He began to spank her buttock again, hard enough to make them sore and sting all the way between her legs. His fingers were back between her legs, but her hands hung submissively at her side, no longer bound, and she didn’t stop him as fingers plunged into the depths of her pussy and stretched her for something much bigger. Then, they went to her ass and she felt her muscles probed as his finger dug deep into her rectum and turned and twisted until she could feel the bones of the thick knuckles. He pulled his fingers out and then untied her legs. He pushed her higher up on the bed and flipped her onto her stomach.

She was afraid that she was about to be fucked when he laid his naked body on hers, his cock rubbing up and down her ass crack as he pushed out on her legs until she was forced to spread her legs. Would he fuck me? Then, she realized how vulnerable she was when she felt his jerking cock pushing against her anus and she remembered the finger that opened her up. Would he fuck my ass?

He flipped her back over onto her back, grabbed her wrists and dragged her until she was up against the headboard. Joseph was ready with the rope, and it didn’t take long before he tied each of her wrists to the headboard until they were spread wide.

She was bound again, this time on her back with her arms spread wide. She knew what was next. He licked her body all the way down, from her breasts to her pussy, rubbing his cock on her as he did.

Joseph was ready with more rope when he got to her legs. He yanked her by her ankles until her body was taut. She kicked for a minute, but William expected it and spread her legs like warm butter. Joseph held one while William tied her ankle, took the other end of the rope and tied it to the post of the bed. Joseph spread her other leg wide until she groaned, but he didn’t stop until he had her leg tied wide. They both stood up and admired their handiwork. Her pussy was open and spread, her tight body bound for their pleasure.

It was an obscene sight, two men stood at the foot of the bed, naked with large, jutting cocks sticking out like weapons as they stared at her naked body bound and spread obediently. William was back between her legs; his fingers began to explore her. Even though she had suffered the same indignations, her thigh muscles tried to clench as if she could close her legs and stop the rude fondling of her open sex.

He pushed his finger against her pussy and she bucked when it started to enter her, she was too wet to keep him out. He fingered her, then he pulled her pussy lips open, rubbed her slit and gathered up her juices. He liked the way she tried to get away, but she couldn’t. He slapped her pussy, this time harder. She was spread so wide that he hit her fully on both lips, and her body shuddered as she cried out. He rubbed her pussy again, but then, her body tried to push up when he penetrated her ass with his finger in a single thrust. He fingered her ass hole, feeling the muscles grip his finger with her hot hole. He found her clit and rubbed it while slapping her thighs. He put two fingers in her pussy, one from each hand and spread her open until she groaned. She would have to stretch big to take his girth, so he tried to prepare her. He pushed his fingers into her flesh, making her buck up and down as though she were fucking. He went from fingering her to rubbing her clit to slapping her pussy as she cried out.

She was being subjected to the most humiliating treatment, her pussy probed, fingered and spanked while her ass was subject to the same treatment, something she never fathomed a man would do to her. Her pussy was never left alone, and now, his mouth was back and her body froze in terror when his teeth bit into the soft folds of her pussy lips. She squirmed, but his mouth followed her everywhere. Another spank then harder, her pussy lips tingled with something, not sure if pleasure or pain. Each time he spanked her pussy, she fought to close her legs, but all it did was reveal how spread and vulnerable she was when bound.

Joseph joined in; his mouth went to her breasts, and he was soon sucking and licking her tits. He felt the tips harden again, and then, he kissed her. “Stick your tongue in my mouth,” he ordered her. He kissed her again; this time, she reciprocated, her tongue danced with his as his fingers played and pinched her nipples. He could hear her moan in the kiss as William ate her out so expertly. He knew when he spanked her pussy and ass hole for her body jerked and shuddered.

William finally pulled away from her pussy. “It’s time to fuck.”

“First, it’s time for her to suck a cock,” Joseph interrupted. William had most of the fun; he wanted something first before she was fucked and William enjoyed her hot, tight cunt for the first time.

“Do you want me to spank her pussy to get her to suck?”

“No, I can do this.” Joseph moved up to her head and saw the way she already closed her mouth as if she could stop him. He kneeled over her head as he held his cock out until it touched her mouth. “Open your mouth, Madison.”

She refused the man on the march up the atoll and she would do it again. She shook her head from side to side and murmured softly, “no” when her head was turned to the side. His cock was back on her lips.

He pushed his foot-long cock on her face. “You’ll suck it.” He moved up higher until he could rub his balls on her lips. He pressed them deeper onto her face and moved his hips until he rubbed her with his balls.

If felt as if sandpaper scraped her face as the wiry hairs of his balls rubbed obscenely over her lips. She could smell him, and she felt the hot sack on her face. His balls were as big as his cock, covering her nose and mouth.

He pulled off. “Ready to suck now, Madison?”

She shook her head defiantly. Before she could finish, he slid up her face and his hot, heavy balls were pushed against her mouth and nose. This time, he pushed harder and longer. Madison began to panic, unable to breathe. She struggled, but she was bound too tight and unable to push him off. She felt some of his pubic hairs on her lips and others tickled her nose. She grew dizzy, and her lungs became starved for air. Suddenly, she felt the relief as he pulled off her face, but his cock was back, sitting heavily on her clenched lips, a foot of cock wanting entrance to her mouth.

“Suck.” Joseph didn’t wait for an answer, smothering her with his balls again as he rubbed his cock on her forehead. He pushed so hard that her whole head was pushed hard into the mattress. He rubbed back and forth, but he never relented to let her breathe. He waited patiently until he felt her struggle. He still didn’t pull off as her struggles grew more violently. Only then did he pull off. He looked down at her as her mouth opened wide and she sucked in precious air.

She thought she was going to suffocate. Her lungs burned, her head grew dizzy. She struggled but she was bound too tight. He was going to kill her. She was sure of that. At the last second, he pulled off and she felt the relief of being able to suck in precious air. She looked up at him and knew this was her last chance. The next time he might pull off too late. She knew she couldn’t win, just as her mother and sister had done, finally surrendering to the inevitable. She opened her mouth.

Joseph looked as her sweet mouth opened up wide. He fisted his cock and pushed the head inside. He almost came when he felt her hot breath and wet lips on his cock. He began to push with his hips, fucking her mouth as her lips tightened obediently around the shaft. He held her head as he began to mouth fuck her. He began to fill her mouth with four or five inches of cock, sliding over her wet tongue to the depths of her mouth. He pulled his cock out for a second, but then, he was back in again, deeper and harder. “Suck my cock, Madison, just like your mother.”

She felt ashamed as his cock slid through her lips. She could feel the thick veins and the drops of cum that leaked out and soiled her mouth with the acrid, salty taste of the thick cr?me. This wasn’t like her girlfriends described where they controlled the depth. Joseph was fucking her mouth as if it were her pussy. He began to get more excited, jerking her head back and forth on his cock. He went deeper and deeper until she felt the head jammed hard against the tiny opening of her throat. His cock was so long that there was still at least six inches of cock outside her mouth. She feared that he would shove all of it down her gullet and it would come out in her stomach.

He played with her tits, squeezing her nipples as she sucked him. He pulled his cock out. “Open your mouth and stick out your tongue.” He looked down to see her pink tongue stick out, waiting for his cock.

He rubbed his cock on her tongue, making her lick the head until drops of his cum leaked out on her tongue. He pumped the shaft until more leaked out into her willing mouth. It tasted terrible, but she could do nothing but lick his cock as he ordered. She felt the smooth head in her mouth as her tongue washed it down. Then, he was back fucking her mouth, deep, penetrating thrusts that filled her, her lips wrapped tightly around the shaft. She felt relief when he pulled out, but then, she heard William’s voice.

“Time to fuck.”

 

 

Chapter 6

Mother I’d Love to Fuck

Brandon brought her to the room that Michael reserved and furnished for him. He saw the fear in Monique’s eyes as she looked around and saw the chains, cuffs, ropes and whips that filled the room. “Let me take the ropes off your wrists.” He swung her around and untied them. She rubbed her wrists; deep, red marks pitted her skin.

She was glad that she was freed, but she feared Brandon and the room they were in. Even when Michael told her that they would be sex slaves, it never fully registered with her. She sucked his cock in front of her daughters, but she still held hope that Bill would rescue them or these men would let them go. She feared for Jessica and Madison, taken away by other men that had the same designs on them, forcing them to perform degrading and disgusting acts.

Brandon sat down in the chair. “Take off your bikini, Monique. Slow and sexy like you were doing a strip tease for me. You let Madison take a whipping for your refusal, so you’ll have to repay her. I’ll help Madison get her revenge.”

“What are you going to do?” Her voice trembled in fear.

“That wouldn’t be very exciting if I told you, now would it? Strip now, I want to see that lovely body.” Brandon sat back and his hand reached down to his pants. He opened the belt and the button, and then, he drew the zipper down. He pushed his shorts out of the way until his cock spilled free, hard and erect for her.

He was shameless, taking his cock out again in front of her, and now, he openly stroked it. How could he be so big and hard so fast? She saw him look at her impatiently, so her hand went behind her back and slowly unsnapped her bikini top. She remembered he said slow and sexy so she held the top over her breasts as she released the catch. She slowly lowered the top, and his hand stroked his cock faster as she revealed her naked breasts to him. It was so obscene, stripping for him while he masturbated.

“Nice tits, Monique.” She had full breasts, and in spite of her age and having two children, they were still firm, though they had a bit of a sag in them. It was her big areolas, a dark brown and two fine, swollen nipples in the centers that drew his attention. “Continue; I want to see your cunt now.”

He looked at her like a piece of meat and that scared her, fearing what he would do to her. She had no choice, her hands went to the waistband of her bikini bottoms, and she slowly rolled them down over her hips. She pushed them off her feet, standing back up quickly when she realized how she must look bent over with her pendulous breasts hanging down in front of her. She kept her thighs clasped tightly together as she looked at him again, confronted with him stroking his cock as his eyes stared lewdly between her legs.

He stood up and began to undress completely. It didn’t take him long, eager to explore her body. That is what he paid highly to do, explore and abuse.

They were both completely naked. He stood in front of her, his cock jutted out, jerking up and down in excitement. She watched as he opened a drawer and pulled out a plastic container filled with old, wooden clothespins.

“Put your hands behind your head and lace your fingers together.” He waited until she performed. “Faster, Monique, or I’ll grow impatient with you.” She snapped into position. “Now, push your elbows out to the sides. Yes, very nice. It makes your tits stand up. You’re nipples grow hard, Monique, I think you’ll like this.”

“No, it’s terrible what you make me do,” she cried out defiantly, though she worried that she protested too much.”

“There will be much more you’ll do for me, Monique. It’s the whip if you don’t obey. Now, spread your legs, bitch!” Brandon shouted out his orders, enjoying the way she jumped from his voice.

He scared her now; his voice boomed, as he demanded her obedience. She spread her legs as far apart as she could get them. She knew instantly what the clothespins were for when she saw him kneel at her feet. His fingers touched her pussy lips, shamed that it was a strange man and not her husband. He rubbed them as she fought the wetness that began to flow from his touch. Then, he opened up one of the clothespins wide so she could see the powerful spring. He pulled one of her lips out wide, stretching it, then he released the clothespin and it found the soft, puffy flesh of her pussy lip to bite into. “OOWWWYYYEEE!” It felt like it was in a vise as she cried out in pain. He released the clothespin, and it stood out and yanked her pussy lip with its heavy weight.

Brandon went to work on lining both of her pussy lips with clothespins. He put the next one on the opposite lip and got another cry of pain from her. Her body shook, but she never moved away or tried to close her legs, but he could see the muscles on her thighs tremble in pain.

Two more clothespins were attached to her pussy lips, and they bit harshly into the soft, sensitive flesh. There were four on her lips now, and they yanked her flesh from the sheer weight of them. “No more; they hurt so bad!” She cried out in pain, but he didn’t stop until there were three clothespins on each lip. She couldn’t believe the pain.

Brandon stood up next to her; her trembling body shook, but she kept the position, her legs spread wide. He pinched one of her nipples as his other hand slid over the clothespins to excite the pain in her again.

“OOOOWW!” Her body couldn’t take all the pain, her pussy lips ached, but now her nipple felt like it was in a steel vise as Brandon’s fingers dug into the pleasure-rich nipple, but it was pain she felt, not pleasure.

He moved to the other nipple while he made the clothespins dance on her pussy. When he released her nipple, both of them stood up hard and throbbing, better targets for what he had in mind next.

She looked at his hand, a shiny metal chain, but connected to the chain were two clamps, but they weren’t normal clamps, they were more like a vise. Each one was a small square; in the center of it was another metal bar with a screw attached to it. When the screw was tightened, the gap between the bar and the edge of the clamp would shorten and anything trapped between them would be crushed. The inanimate object cared little for her pain. It wouldn’t stop until Brandon’s fingers stopped turning the screws. She feared he would crush her nipple until it popped. “No, please don’t, my pussy hurts. Haven’t I been punished enough already?”

“We’re just getting started, Monique. When you sing out for me, it makes my cock so much harder.” His finger teased her nipple, and he soon had it swollen. He saw the panic in her eyes when he opened the clamp and pressed the cold steel around her swollen tip.

She shivered when the cold steel touched her nipple, making it harder as she felt the pressure as the clamp surrounded it. She couldn’t take her eyes off his fingers as they nimbly began to turn the tiny screw. She felt the pressure increase on her nipple and watched as the steel bar began to close the gap, as her nipple began to be crushed between them. “No more, please,” she begged, but he didn’t stop, feeling like the tip of her nipple was swollen with blood as the clamp crushed it. The ache turned to shooting pain as she cried out. She could barely breathe, her lungs forced her chest to heave and the slightest movement made her nipple, caught between the unforgiving clamp, move. She felt shooting pain from the slightest movement.

“Now the other nipple, Monique. Take a deep breath; there’s nothing you can do to stop this.”

Tears ran from her eyes as her other nipple was subjected to the vicious bite of the clamp, Brandon determined in his cruelty. He didn’t stop until both breasts ached all the way to the depths of her soul. Now, her nipples and pussy lips were in pain, trapped as the clothespins and clamps bit into the most sensitive flesh on her body.

He saw her tear-stained face as her body heaved with pain. “Now you know what it felt like for Madison. Your refusal made her suffer.”

“I’m sorry, please, take them off. You punished me enough.” She didn’t know how much longer she could take this.

“Madison suffered much more. You’ll have to repent, Monique. Over here.” He led her over to a large chair. It had a cushioned seat, but the arms were thick wood as well as the back. “Sit down, Monique.”

Just a few steps ignited such pain between her legs as the clothespins moved like harsh fingers digging into her flesh. The heavy clamps and chain tugged on her breasts, yanking them to gnarl her nipples until they were twisted flesh. Her nipples throbbed with pain. It was hard to sit on the chair, the clothespins painful. She sat still as soon as she sat down, not daring to move.

Brandon got the small whip. A five-fall whip so he could use it more intimately, each fall about six inches long. The thick leather falls would bite harshly into whatever it struck, but it wouldn’t tear the flesh. Where he planned to use the whip, he also planned to take with his cock. He didn’t want to tear her up, just teach her a lesson of obedience and the added bonus that the pain from fucking her sore pussy would make her move much more energetically. He wanted as much pleasure as he could from her.

“Put your legs over the arms of the chair. I want you spread open for me.”

She cried out when she saw the whip, much harsher than the riding crop Michael used on Madison. “No, not there!” She begged him when she realized why he wanted her to spread her legs. Brandon had threatened to whip Madison between her legs, but she never expected a man would do such a terrible thing. These men were different; they enjoyed inflicting pain as much as they enjoyed taking their pleasure from bodies with their hard cocks.

“Yes, on that pretty, little cunt. First, I’m going to whip off the clothespins. Then, I’ll go to work on your pussy. Don’t worry; there won’t be a spot that I’ll miss. Spread your legs or else I’ll use a bullwhip on your cunt.”

It was the hardest thing she ever did. She had to lift her leg high to get it up on the cold, wooden armrest. She could feel her pussy lips part, but the other leg would spread her lewdly and leave her vulnerable. She finally got the nerve, her crotch opened up as she hung her other leg over the opposite wooden armrest. It felt like she was in a gynecological chair ready to be examined intimately. With the heavy clothespins weighing down her pussy lips, they parted by the wide spread of her legs and she revealed all the pink inner flesh of her pussy. The whip on her outer lips were bad enough, but she didn’t know if her pussy could take the beating on the soft, inner flesh, so soft, wet and tender.

Brandon stood behind her and grabbed both of her arms. He pulled them behind the chair and tied them together. It arched out her tits and the clamps that bit into them. She could squirm, but she couldn’t get away now. He put his hand on her shoulder and drew her back so he had a better view. He dangled the whip down between her legs and slowly dragged it back and forth over the clothespins and made them dance.

It felt like his cock was trying to shove into the back of her head, Brandon so close to her. She saw the leather whip dangle between her legs, and he drew it over her pussy and sent the clothespins moving, yanking and tearing at her pussy lips as they bit into her flesh and refused to pull free. She knew he would have to strike her pussy hard to get them to pull free. She didn’t know which would be worse, the whip striking her pussy or the clothespins tearing off. Neither would be pain free. She tried to brace herself for it, but nothing could have prepared her for what she felt. “OOOOOOOOWWWWW!” Her shriek filled the room. Three of the clothespins went flying across the room, but not before extracting the pain from between her legs. It was worse than she expected. It was painful when the whip ripped them off, but a blood-curdling scream came from her lips when the blood filled the pinched areas where the clothespins had dug into her. “EEEEWWWOOOWWW!” She could hardly breathe, the slightest movement of her lungs sent the clamps moving and igniting more pain into her pinched nipples.

“There’s still three left, Monique. Wait for it,” he warned her as he raised the whip over his head and let loose. It swung down and hit her between the legs with a loud thud. The last three clothespins flew off under the brutal attack of the whip.

“OOWWWWW!” The last three were just as painful as the first three. This time, Monique knew that when the clothespins pulled off, the blood would return to her tender lips with painful consequences. She looked down, expecting to see her lips ripped and bleeding, surprised that they weren’t, though her lips were swollen and red where the clothespins had left their mark.

“Now that the clothespins are out of the way, I can work on your pussy. You’re lips are spread nicely, inviting the whip between them. It’s time to punish your cunt.”

His cock bounced back and forth against her head each time the whip struck her; her pain excited him. She struggled, but her arms were tied behind her and she didn’t dare close her legs or else worse would happen to her. She saw the whip come down in front of her, and then, she heard the sickening thud as the leather falls attacked her sex. It took a second, but then, the pain shot between her legs to the very depths of her body. It felt as though she was split up the middle with a knife. “OOOOWWWWW!” The pain was unbearable, her pussy whipped inhumanly, Brandon cruelly punishing her in a place that she never expected a man would. She could almost feel every leather fall as it dug into her flesh, seeking out the most delicate spots to flog. It felt like her soft skin was torn. When he pulled the whip away, the pain didn’t diminish, throbbing and burning where the whip tore her flesh. “No more, please, I’ll do what you want, just no more!”

“That was number one. I think ten between your legs would make you more obedient, don’t you think so, Monique?”

“Ten, no, not ten, that’s enough, I’ve learned.” Her breathing ragged as she struggled to embrace the pain in her body.

“Here comes number two, Monique. Keep those lovely thighs parted wide so I can find the most delicate and elusive flesh to whip.” Her muscles trembled, but she didn’t pull her legs off the armrests. The whip came down and thudded harder this time, no clothespins to break the strike of the whip. The falls pushed aside her slightly parted pussy lips and attacked the soft, wet skin of her inner lips with such ruthlessness. Her ass shot up from the chair as her body shuddered in pain, her cries making him harder.

“No, no,” she begged, but the whip was already slicing through the air when she heard him say it.

“Three.”

He never let her rest, the whip relentless in the pursuit of her pain, each time the falls sought out new, fresh skin to tear with brutality. Four, five, the pain increased as her battered flesh was beaten. Six, seven, eight, she thought it would never end. Nine, ten, he hit her harder as he finished the whipping of her sex. Tears ran down her face, her nose ran and she struggled for air. To make it worse, he yanked the chain attached to the nipple clamps, and it felt like he was trying to rip her nipples from her chest. When he finally stopped, she could barely cry out any longer, her throat hoarse.

“That was enjoyable, Monique, but my cock wants that tight cunt.”

My pussy is so sore, how would I be able to take a cock inside me? At least she was finally able to close her legs. The clamps were still on her nipples, but she didn’t dare ask to have him take them off. She knew the pain she would feel, just as she did when he whipped the clothespins off her pussy lips. It was almost better to bear up to the dull pain. She looked up at the ceiling when she heard the noise. Brandon had a small electronic box in his hand and the light on it glowed brightly. Out of the ceiling, four ropes came down, each of the pair of ropes were connected by a thin metal bar with the ropes on each end tied through small rings in the bar. She feared the leather cuffs that were on the bars.

He stopped when the metal bars clanged noisily on the ground. “Lie down on the floor, between the bars.”

“Please, fuck me on the bed,” she pleaded.

“Down you go,” Brandon, pointed to the floor.

She lay down on the floor. He looked down at her, his cock so big and hard. The head glistened where his excitement had leaked out when he whipped her. He kneeled down and he made short work of securing her wrists in the two leather cuffs. He pulled them tight and when he was finished, her arms were stretched high above her head, bound and spread to the two farthest ends of the bar. She feared he would do the same to her legs.

He moved the other bar up higher, until it went behind her knees, and then, he bent her lower legs until the bar was trapped in the crook of her knees. He used some rope to tie her thighs to her calves until she couldn’t move. Her legs were together, so now, he pushed on her thighs, each one with more force until her knees were parted so wide that her crotch opened up obscenely. He tied the ropes on each thigh and calf to the leather straps at the ends to keep her from closing her legs. He pushed the button, and the ropes on the first bar began to rise up, drawing her upper body up into the air. Then, he worked on the second bar, raising it up. Her head fell backward, unsupported, her hair dangled down behind her as she stared up at the ceiling. He kept the bars rising until she was waist high to him. Her upper body hung down lower, but her crotch was conveniently placed for him.

Her shoulders felt like they would be torn from her body as her arms dragged out and took all the weight of her upper body. Her head hung down, and she feared that he would use her mouth again.

He looked at her pussy, swollen and red, but glistening with unexpected juices. Her pussy opened up as well as her anus, the spread of her legs left little to the imagination. He gave her legs a little push, and she swung away from him, but quickly she swung back. That would make fucking her very easy; her own weight would drive her pussy onto his cock.

She couldn’t do anything, hanging there helplessly, ready to be penetrated by his cock. She prayed that Bill would save her when she felt Brandon rub his rock-hard cock along her slit. He played with her for a long time; each time, Monique would brace for the first penetration, but he would slide the head of his cock along her slit. Or worse, once he drove it down the crack of her buttocks and she felt the head slide lustfully over her anus, making the tiny hole spasm rudely. She feared that the most, the one hole that was truly still virgin.

“You ready to fuck me, Monique. I want to feel your cunt wrap around my cock and your muscles better wring the cum from my balls, or I’ll whip your pussy so hard that the pain will make you clench tight on my cock.”

She felt him blindly stab at her pussy, his hands gripped her hips tight and she knew it was about to happen. He began to push, the thick head parted the muscles that guarded the opening of her pussy and beat them into submission by the sheer hardness of his cock. He was so big, stretching her hole much wider than it ever had to do to accommodate Bill’s cock. Brandon grunted, and then, suddenly, Monique cried out when the head of his cock probed deeper into her pussy, stretching her as she never was before. He was so big and hard, her insides were stretched tautly by his throbbing cock. “Go slow, you’re too big,” she begged and pleaded, but she already felt him pull back just enough, then his hands tightened on her hips and he shoved. He had to have shoved a couple inches of rock-hard cock into her pussy. It pushed her forward as she began to swing, but then, he waited patiently until she reached one point, then the swing sent her back to impale her pussy on his cock. Two more inches were shoved into her pussy and she swung away and back, feeling the head of his cock slam into her cervix. It felt like he bruised her with his cock.

It was so easy, once they got going. He swung her back and forth; her own body betrayed her and sent her flying back to impale her hard onto his waiting cock. He fucked her with bone-jarring thrusts that filled her pussy with his cock brutally. “Yes, now let me feel your cunt massage my cock.” He slapped her ass hard and was rewarded with gentle contractions of her pussy muscles on his cock. “Yes, like that. Do it or I’ll whip the contractions out of you.”

She struggled to give him the pleasure he wanted. She didn’t even do this with Bill, but she used all her energy and squeezed her pussy on his cock as though she was tight as a virgin. His hands slid under her buttocks and each one grabbed a cheek. He shoved with his hips and drove his cock in so hard that it felt like he was trying to drive it through her body. The swing took some of the force of the thrust as it swung out, but when she swung back, it was harder and more vicious as she was impaled on his cock.

Brandon wanted to last longer, but she had excited him too long with her pain. He jackhammered her pussy, but she responded, clenching and unclenching on his cock with such pleasure. “Yes, fuck me, Monique. Squeeze the cum out of me.”

She had to end this, twisting her body as much as she could in the tight bondage, squeezing and milking his cock as he brutally took her.

“Can you feel my big cock go deep inside you?” His cock fucked her faster as his balls ached with desire. He couldn’t hold out any longer. He shoved hard with his hips one last thrust into her pussy, but this time, he didn’t let her swing forward. His cock head battered her cervix with such power; it felt like he was bruised. “Make me cum, Monique!”

It felt like he was trying to drive his cock into her womb, but she knew she had to end this misery. She felt his cock head grow bigger, swelling as he neared his climax. She clenched her pussy muscles tight around his cock, clenching and unclenching on it as if it were her hand milking the cum from him. His body grew tense, his muscles tight, and then, she felt it, a jet of powerful cum bathed her insides with the hot cr?me. She clenched to milk more from him, another load and then another, her body working frenziedly to pleasure him.

“Yes, fuck me back, yes, I knew you’d love my cock,” Brandon cried out as he unloaded gallons of cum in her body.

He finally finished in her, and she felt some of his cum begin to drip out. He was no longer hard as a rock, but he was still formidable inside her. He slowly pulled out, and once his cock pulled free, she felt a flood of cum leak out, shaming her. She was glad when he lowered her to the ground and took her out of the tight bondage. Her arms ached and her body was battered. Is it over?

Her ordeal was far from over. She was put on her knees, and this time, Monique knew what she had to do. She sucked him just the way he wanted until he grew in her mouth, but he refused to pull out. She had no choice but to swallow his cock, gagging only made it easier for him until her lips were pushed into his wiry pubic hairs. She expected him to cum in her mouth, but he pulled out before he did.

She was bent over a small bench, her wrists secured to the base of it with metal handcuffs. He slapped her ass until she spread her legs wide and he secured them with more handcuffs. Her ass was thrust up high and she feared what he would do next.

She cried out as a thick butt plug invaded her ass. Her anal ring was forced to stretch wide around it until it was finally shoved deep into her rectum and her anal ring gripped the shrinking shaft tight. Inside her rectum, the thick butt plug stretched her in a place she never expected. She almost grew accustomed to having it in her ass when she felt something different. It started off with a tingle in her ass as though her muscles were being stimulated. Brandon came in front of her, and he had an electronic remote. The red light lit brightly. He smiled evilly at her, and then, he pushed the button and the red light went out and the green light lit so bright. The searing pain shot into her bowels, feeling like she was being electrocuted from the inside. It felt like her insides were being burned.

Brandon turned off the remote to give her a chance to focus on what he had done. Then, he hit it again and she cried out as a higher current flowed into her ass hole as her bound body jerked in pain.

It felt like hours that Brandon shoved in electrical probes in all her holes. Her ass hole, her pussy, even her mouth was forced to take the cruel probes. Then, he shot her full of electricity, making her muscles tighten painfully as the high voltage passed through them. By the time he was finished, she could smell her flesh burning from the inside. She was almost relieved when he fucked her in the ass. At least it wasn’t as painful, though it was humiliating as he plugged her virgin ass with his hard cock.

 

 

Chapter 7

A Virgin No Longer

Chester sat Jessica on a chair after stripping off her bikini bottom. He moved next to her and his hand grasped his cock. He put a hand on the back of her head.

She saw his limp cock in his hand again. It was inches from her face, and when she felt his hand on the back of her head, she knew what he wanted. She had lost her fight, already giving in too many times. Her lips parted as she felt the hot flesh of his cock when he placed it on her lips. He pulled her head forward more, and the head of his cock slid through her parted lips. He pulled her head all the way down until his wiry pubic hairs brushed against her lips and tickled her nose. His cock was in her mouth, but all she felt was a limp mass of flesh.

“Nibble on it with your lips and tongue, Jessica. Get me hard so I can fuck you.”

It was terrible that she had to aid in her own demise, but her mouth began to move, sucking on his cock as her tongue licked the limp flesh until she felt it begin to rise. It began to fill her mouth, rising up and sliding over her eager tongue as she worked over the shaft and head. He held her head tight and wouldn’t let her back off his cock. His cock pushed out her cheeks as her lips milked him. She felt the head grow bigger, and as her tongue ran over it, she found the taste of his dripping cum filling her mouth with its overpowering saltiness. She couldn’t stop the shameful noises that her sucking mouth made as she excited him. His balls rubbed against her chin.

“That’s it, Jessica, suck harder. Yes, that feels so good. You love my cock in your mouth. Get it nice and hard so I can fuck your virgin pussy.” He didn’t hold her head so tight but kept a firm hand on the back of it. “Back and forth, I want to feel those soft, silky lips slide over my cock. In and out, pull it almost all the way out so your tongue can lavish attention on the head. Then back in, deep until it blocks your throat.”

Jessica had seen what her mother did and tried to imitate her. Her lips stretched tight around the growing shaft, able to feel the thick veins as they slid along her lips. His cock slid along her wet tongue when he began to use his hips to drive it back and forth in her mouth. It was a humiliating act she performed. She sucked his cock. It even sounded depraved. The cock slid back and forth through her lips as her head moved like her mother had done. More cum leaked out onto her tongue, mixing with her spit like oil and water.

Chester pushed her away. “Time to fuck, Jessica. I want to lie on that hot body when I fuck that tight virgin cunt.”

He threw her to the bed, but at least he didn’t tie her up, at least not yet.

“Spread those sweet legs; let me see that virgin pussy for the last time.” He gazed between her legs, as she turned red when she spread them wide. “More, all the way open, Jessica.” Her feet almost hit the edge of the bed. Her tight pussy lips parted slightly. “Here I come.”

She felt him climb between her legs but couldn’t stop him, resigned to losing her virginity to a man that was old enough to be her grandfather. His skin was dry and wrinkled as he climbed up her body until she felt his cock touch her crotch. His hand began to massage one of her breasts, the nipple still sore from the abuse and the clamps, but he didn’t care. She felt dirty and disgusted as he rubbed her while his cock began to jerk up between her legs, as he grew excited. She fought back as he thumb and finger rubbed sensuously across her nipple. Her nipple began to tingle, but she felt sick at the thought of his cock driving into her pussy and taking her virginity and leaving his foul cum inside her.

Chester reached down between them and grabbed his jerking cock. He began to rub the head up and down her slit as she kept her legs spread submissively for him. He pushed the head between her soft lips and began to rub her up and down her slit. “Damn, that feels so good. Such a nice, soft pussy.”

She felt her pussy stroked into a fiery passion. The head slid easily on her juices all the way from her virgin hole up to her clit, and it sent her body shuddering in shameful pleasure. She was ashamed, because she couldn’t stop her body from reacting, no matter how degrading and disgusting the man was. He realized it, too.

“Hot, tight pussy is getting wet for my cock. You want it; you want me to tear into your unused pussy and show you what you’ve been missing.” He rubbed his cock harder along her slit as she became aroused. With one hand rubbing his cock on her slit, he moved up on her body and his lips came down on her hard nipple. He began to suck and tongue the growing tip as he rubbed his cock on her slit.

“No, please no,” she begged. She wouldn’t be able to resist him for much longer. In spite of what he was about to do, she couldn’t stop the feelings that began to race through her inexperienced body. She felt pleasure that she never felt before.

“I’m going to put it in, Jessica.” His hand grabbed his cock more urgently and slid down until he found the tight, wet hole. He began to push and felt her muscles resist the invasion.

Jessica felt the head of his cock breach her opening. His cock was slick with her juices as he fought her muscles that tried to keep him out of her virgin hole. She couldn’t stop him, knowing he would tear her forever in a painful thrust that would take her hymen with no mercy. His cock jerked so excitedly.

“God damn,” he grunted as he began to shove with his hips to drive his cock into her. “Too damn tight; open up.” He went back to sucking on her tits, rolling her nipples into his mouth and biting them to make her give up her virginity.

His cock was so hard now, but she couldn’t stop her body from resisting. He was grunting loudly on top of her and his mouth and teeth abused her breasts, Jessica terrified when he would force his cock into her and soil her forever. He was frantic with excitement, as he demanded his pleasure from her.

“You’re going to let me in, or I’ll string you up and beat your ass until you do.” Chester was beyond reason now. He felt her hot, tight hole and he wanted to impale her fully.

She knew she had to give it up, his sweating body on hers as he grunted and rooted around between her legs with his cock. He pulled his cock back just a bit and then he thrust brutally into her. Jessica felt the searing pain as he tore through her hymen, feeling the wetness between her legs and knew it was her virgin blood. She felt the sharp, fiery pain in her pussy as he stabbed his cock deeper inside her. “OOOOWWW, take it out!”

“It’s gone now, lay back and enjoy it. I’ll bring you such pleasure that you never had before. I’m going to ride your pussy until you cum for me.” Chester never felt such pleasure before. He got her virginity.

He began to push his cock in and out of her once-virgin pussy, wet with her warm blood. His body shuddered in excitement as he fucked her, the thrusts increasing in ferocity. His hands mauled her breasts and his sharp teeth tore her nipples as he clawed at them roughly. He continued to slam his cock into her helpless pussy; his lust drove him into a sexual frenzy. Her only salvation was that his cock was neither rock hard nor big, yet it was still painful as he took her. Tears rolled down her cheeks as the thought of being deflowered by this old man instead of a virile, young man that would have taken her gently and with love. “OOOOWW,” her moan of pain mixed with the sadness of her lost virginity.

Chester pushed hard with his hips as his cock sank into her pussy. It felt so good, hot and tight, her blood helped him to fuck harder. He had to fight every inch of the way inside as he stretched her with his cock. “What a sweet cunt, Jessica. It was a shame that you never let anyone else inside, but I do love being the first. You’ll forever remember my cock and the first time.” He began to shove his cock in every which way he could. He twisted it inside her, stretching her in ways she never expected to be stretched. He pounded into her, trying to drive his cock into her savagely.

She cried softly as he fucked her. He was hurting her with his cock and she was afraid that he would damage her forever. She had tried to fight him off, lost and realized that her body being so tense and tight only made it more painful as he pounded her with his cock. It might have been limp before, but when he fucked in, it felt like a giant spear was shoved between her legs. The only way this would end was when he came inside her. There was no way she could get her virginity back; it was gone. She had to survive this now. She willed every muscle in her body to relax, including her pussy.

Chester felt a change in her. He looked at her, tears in her eyes, but she no longer fought him, especially in her pussy. He felt her muscles relax when he thrust in, harder and deeper now that she didn’t fight him off. “I knew you’d learn to like it, Jessica. Clench on my cock when I pull it out. Show me how much you love my cock inside your tight cunt.”

She did as he said. She relaxed when he pushed in and tightened on his cock when he pulled out. She felt something different, something shameful. Her pussy began to grow wetter. It wasn’t just the blood now. Her pussy grew oily and she felt a soft warmth between her legs. She hated the feeling, but the pain disappeared and something new and different took its place. It was too late to stop the cry from her lips. “MMMMM,” she moaned.

“Wrap your legs around me and squeeze my cock with your pussy. I’ll teach you how to fuck.”

She did as he ordered, her legs wrapped around his ass and she locked her ankles behind him. She watched as his ass rose up and down as he fucked her, feeling his cock inside her at the same time. She pulled him down into her and felt him go deeper. Her crotch spread wide.

“Yeah, that’s it, fuck me back. I hope I can hold out for you, Jessica. Your cunt is sucking my cock.”

She couldn’t stop the soaring passion in her pussy; her pussy sucked and throbbed on his cock as he continued to pound into her. The pain was gone, and now, she felt the tingles in every nerve in her body but especially inside her pussy. She never felt anything like it before. It sent tremors of pleasure racing to her brain. Not even when he masturbated her and forced her to cum could compare to what was building up in her body.

“Fuck me, you bastard,” she cried out. He took everything from her already.

“I’ll fuck you until I blow your brains with my fucking.” Chester was so proud of himself. He turned a young virgin into a mindless whore, interested only in fucking him back. “Put your arms around me.” He felt her hug him and pull him down until two sharp nipples poked his chest.

His sweaty body covered hers, but his ass humped her energetically, his cock pushed and pulled inside her pussy with each frenzied thrust. He wasn’t finished yet. She saw his face lower down until his lips were only an inch from hers. No, he wouldn’t, I couldn’t!

“Kiss me back, and I want to feel your tongue fuck my mouth while my cock fucks your pussy.” He felt her soft lips as his lips pressed up against them. His tongue pushed harshly into her hot mouth and was greeted with her waiting tongue. Their tongues danced against each other, pushing back and forth in rhythm with his cock.

His bad breath blew into her mouth, his spit mixed with hers, but she rubbed his tongue with hers as he continued to fuck her. His body covered hers like a slimy blanket; through the shame, she felt his cock continue to stroke her pussy with such pleasure. She felt his hands slide around her, cupping her buttocks and pulling her up to receive the penetrating thrusts of his cock. It made it feel like he was going deeper inside her. His fingers curled over her buttocks as they moved, and then, she felt them touch her crack. The wide spread of her legs left her open and vulnerable. She knew where his fingers were going, and she feared having both of her holes stuffed at the same time.

He found her sweaty crack, and his finger slid easily up until he found the raised ridge of her anus. He pushed against the resisting muscles, but his finger was determined.

“AAAWWWW!” Her body shot up, and his cock stabbed deep into her pussy and slammed into her cervix when his finger impaled her ass. She didn’t know why any man would want to shove a finger in such a place, but this was the second time that he had done this. He shamed her last time, making her cum while she had two fingers inside her ass. It was worse now; she could feel it moving around inside her, his cock and finger felt like one that stretched her too wide. He continued to fuck her, his finger and cock in rhythm until it felt like one big cock splitting her open. He continued to kiss her as he fucked her.

He pulled his mouth from hers long enough to cry out his pleasure. “Hot ass hole, mouth and pussy. You have it all, Jessica. I’m going to fuck all of them.”

She tried to ignore his threat, but a finger in her ass felt so big when her pussy was stuffed with cock. Her body twisted and turned as he used his finger to guide her every movement and bring him his pleasure.

Her ass hole felt like a blast furnace, sucking his fingers in and squeezing so tight around him. He reamed her out with two fingers, feeling his cock alongside the thin wall that separated her ass from her pussy. He wouldn’t last much longer as his cock quivered with such excitement as her muscles milked him.

She could do nothing as she felt his body shake madly. She knew what would happen, though she didn’t expect it like this. She felt a deep warmth pour into her pussy as he jetted his foul cum into her. His cock didn’t stop moving as he cried out in pleasure, jetting inside her repeatedly, sending flashes of pleasure to race through her body. She clung to him, her hands and legs wrapped around him and held him close as he exploded inside her, his cock went crazy with his eruptions.

“What a fuck,” Chester cried out as he came inside her. Her pussy milked the cum from his balls until she had drained him. Yet, she still clung to him, her arms and legs held him inside her as her pussy pulsated on his shrinking cock. He finally pushed his way out of her grasp and got off her. The sheet beneath her was stained pink with her virgin blood, but he wasn’t finished with her yet. She’d suck him back to life, and then, it will be her virgin ass that would wring the cum from his balls.

She was drained. She had taken a hard fucking and lost her virginity in a way she never expected. He shamed her when he spilled his foul cum inside her. She would never be able to blot this cruel act out of her head; it was etched in her brain.

He sat down in the chair, catching his breath. He looked down at his cock, pink with her blood that mixed with his drying cum. “Over here, Jessica.”

It was hard getting off the bed; every muscle in her body ached and cum dripped down her thighs. She walked over to him as he sat naked in the chair. His limp cock hung down to his wrinkled balls on the seat of the chair. He wasn’t hard, what could he want from me now?

“Kneel down between my legs.” He saw the shocked look on her face as she realized what he wanted.

“No, not that. Let me get a nice, hot washcloth and I’ll clean your cock,” she begged.

“No, it’s your mouth I want, Jessica. Now, down on your knees, or I’ll find a nice whip to use on that busted pussy. Would you like that?”

She kneeled down between his legs. She looked at his cock, shrunken, but it was covered with her blood and his cum. She had him in her mouth several times before, his cock limp and leaking cum, but this was degrading. She had no choice. She reached out and her fingers touched the limp flesh, still wet. She lifted it up, but it had no life in it, limp and unresponsive to her touch.

“Lick it first, Jessica. I want to see that pink tongue lick up all my drying cum.”

It was bad enough that she had to hold it, but to lick the dried cum and blood from it was terrible. She moved her face closer to it, her hand still held it tight. She lifted it up until the head stood up. Her tongue moved out of her mouth, but it took a lot until she could lick it, the thought of the terrible taste revolted her. Finally, she had no choice. Her tongue licked across the very tip, and she tasted the acrid, salty taste of cum mixed with the metallic taste of her virgin blood. She gagged from the first taste and her stomach struggled not to vomit. The second lick wasn’t any better, more of the drying cum licked into her mouth as she gulped and tried to swallow the foul-tasting spit and cum in her mouth. Even when she licked it, it barely made his cock stir. It was hard to lick the limp flesh; her hands had to hold it up and got in the way as she tried to wash it down. It took her five minutes before she had it clean and sparkling with her spit. It was still limp in her hand.

She’d have to do a lot of sucking to get him hard again, but he was in no hurry. He settled back in the chair, spreading his legs wider so she would have lots of room. “Time to suck me back to life, Jessica. I want to see your face as you suck, those sweet lips wrapped around my cock and your eager tongue licking me vigorously.”

She would have to make him hard again with her mouth. She never had a cock close to her mouth before yesterday, and now, she had sucked and licked two men. She knew it would be longer this time; the more he came, the harder she would have to work to get him erect again. Then, she feared what he would do to her next. He seemed to have a preoccupation with her ass and she feared that is where his cock would go next. It was such a degrading act, sodomy, it even sounded demeaning. At least he didn’t have a big cock like the other men, but she wondered if he could even get hard enough to penetrate her. She saw him grow impatient, so her lips opened wide as she leaned over his cock. Her fingers held it up, and then, the limp flesh parted her lips as the head slipped into her mouth. She clasped her lips tight around the shaft, but her fingers had to hold his cock to keep it from falling out. She couldn’t even move her head back and forth very far, the cock too limp. Instead, her tongue ran over it as she sucked with her lips as though she was kissing it. It made shameful noises as she performed, but at least she felt the first stirrings in his cock.

“Play with my balls as you suck, Jessica.” It felt good when her gentle hand cupped his balls and began to squeeze them. “Yes, that’s good. Suck now.” He could feel his erection return as he watched the young girl suck his cock so urgently.

She sucked and licked his cock, squeezing his balls for five minutes, and he only was semi-erect. He complained when his cock wasn’t in her mouth, so she stroked it quickly while she sucked in air and then took him back inside. Her tongue grew tired, but she couldn’t stop. Her head began to move back and forth, her lips wrapped tight around his cock as it finally began to grow. She was being forced to make him hard enough with her mouth to fuck her. It was so perverted. Finally, he began to fill her mouth, but she knew that he wasn’t big enough to force him down her throat, as her mother had to contend with.

“You certainly took to sucking cock, Jessica. I know you love mine, making it hard so many times.” He handed her the jar of Vaseline. “Put it on my cock. You’ll appreciate it later.”

“Please, let me suck you, or you can fuck my pussy again. Just don’t put your cock in my ass, pleeeasee.” She began to panic. The fingers were bad enough, but she would have to stretch wide to take his cock, even though it wasn’t that long or thick. It was much bigger than two fingers.

“Grease it up or I’ll ass fuck you dry,” he threatened her, but he hoped that she would put the Vaseline on his cock, or her tight, virgin ass hole would rub his cock raw. He was relieved when he felt the cool, thick Vaseline massaged on his cock. He heard the sounds as her fingers rubbed it back and forth until it was slick. “Yes, now you’re ready. Stand up, turn around away from me, and then, I want you to back up slowly until I tell you to stop.”

She turned around, her legs spread as he sat in the chair, his legs together, but his hand stroked his slick cock as he held it up like a spear. When she reached his legs, she had to spread her legs wider until they were outside his legs. She felt the head of his cock touch her ass, but his hand went to her hip and guided her back until she felt the slick cock slide through her cheeks. He stopped her, and she trembled in fear when he began to rub his cock along her crack, the wide spread of her legs left her open and vulnerable.

His cock reared up higher and thicker when he saw her tiny ass hole peek out from between her cheeks. It was going to feel so good when he got inside her. “Push your ass back, Jessica. I’ll get my cock in the right position, and then, all you have to do is sit on it.” He laughed as he said it.

How could I sit on it? He wanted her to do all the work. She pushed her ass out until she felt the slick, hot head of his cock on her anus. The muscles went into uncontrollable spasms from the slightest touch. His hand went to her hip, but she knew the other one aimed his cock on her anus.

“Feel my cock throbbing on your ass hole, Jessica. Now, push back as though you are having a bowel movement and open up your ass for me. Then, slowly lower your body down until you can feel yourself opening up for me.” He wrapped his fingers around the shaft of his cock to keep it from bending until he had the head safely inside her rectum. “Now!”

It was a terrible thing she had to do, pushing back on her muscles as she puckered up her anus. She felt it begin to open, and then, the slick head of his cock pushed into the center of it. She pushed back as the sloped head began to push in. She felt the gradual stretching just as she felt when he fingered her ass hole. It was just as humiliating to be penetrated in such a place, but with him sitting behind her, he had a ringside seat to see it up close and personal, adding to her shame. Her body trembled as she struggled not to fall back and impale herself on his cock. However, it was just as bad to push back and feel the stretching, knowing that the head of his cock would soon be in her rectum. Then, she would be forced to fuck his cock with her ass and ride it until he shot his cum into such a degrading place.

Chester struggled not to shove up hard and fuck her ass hole, but he wanted her to suffer every painful and humiliating moment while he relished the pleasure he would get in her hot ass hole when it gripped his cock in the warm blanket of her bowels. The head of his cock felt like it was in a hot vise that squeezed it so nicely; half of it stretched her anal ring open and was inside her clenching muscles. “Yes, so nice, Jessica. Push back more and take me in. Give me my pleasure.”

Her anal ring began to burn as it opened wider. She thought his cock was small, but it didn’t feel like that anymore. The more she pushed down, the wider her ring stretched until she was sure it would tear. Then it happened, shocking her when it did. “OOOOWWW!” The head of his cock pushed through her anal ring and sank into the depths of her rectum. She couldn’t stop the spasms in her muscles as they tried to force the trespasser out, but her ring snapped shut around the thick ridge and trapped it inside.

He couldn’t believe it, but he saw it first, the head of his cock disappeared from sight, the shaft sticking out of her ass hole like a giant stick was shoved in her. Then, he felt it, her muscles rippled along the head like thousands of tiny fingers that massaged his cock head with such pleasure. “Damn, tight, hot ass, Jessica.” He had her stay in the position while he relished the pleasure he felt. Finally, he wanted the rest of his cock in her and feel it sucked into her hot, pulsating ass hole. “Lower now, Jessica. Take another inch, then back off until your ass hole nibbles at the head, but don’t let it break free. Then push down again, but this time take more of it, take it deeper, two inches next.”

Her legs trembled as she tried to stay in the position and keep his cock from splitting her up the middle, but now, he wanted more. She groaned as she pushed down, her body’s weight betrayed her as his cock pushed too far, and before she could gasp loudly, another inch of cock snaked into her ass hole. She never felt anything like it before; it was as though she was filled with his cock. She could feel it trying to jerk and shudder, but she was too tight to allow it to move much. Then, she tried to back off his cock. It was an intense feeling as the head of his cock created a vacuum, and it felt like her insides were being sucked out behind it. Her anal ring quivered over the ridge beneath the head, trapping it, as she froze, afraid it would pull free and he would make her relive the initial penetration once again. She waited a second, took a deep breath and then sank down onto his cock again. This time, she felt it go deeper inside her, feeling as if she was swallowing it up. The head of his cock pushed aside her tight hole, stretching her and fighting her muscles as it sank inside her guts. She froze, feeling like his whole cock was in her ass, but she knew there was more, otherwise she would be sitting on his lap.

She only had a couple of inches in her ass, but he felt such exquisite pleasure. She was hot and tight, her muscles clung to his cock when she drew it out. “Out then back in; take another inch until you take three inches of my cock. I can feel the way your ass massages my cock so tenderly. You love my cock in your ass. Wait until you have a chance to ride it. You’ll love having it slip in and out of your ass.”

He acted as though she should love sitting on a cock and taking it up her ass, but it was humiliating, and she feared that he would tear her. It didn’t hurt as much as she expected, burning as it stretched her anal ring and the deeper it went, the more it stretched her insides. He touched places with his cock that had never been touched from the outside. She rose up higher and two inches of cock pulled out and then back down, harder to force more of his cock into her guts. He no longer held his cock; his hands were on her hips. He made her dance on his cock when she shoved down, rotating her hips so that her ass hole massaged his cock as it penetrated her intestines.

“Take it all this time. Pull back up then sit on my cock and take it all inside. Don’t stop until you are sitting on my lap. Then, you can show me how much pleasure you can give me with your ass hole.” His eyes stared as he felt her draw his cock out as she moved up, watching with rapt attention as her insides gripped his cock so pleasurably as it withdrew, as if she didn’t want him to pull his cock from her ass hole. Maybe she was learning to love worshipping his cock with her once-virgin body. “Your last virgin hole will be gone, Jessica, when you sit on my cock.”

She hated that this old man took her innocence from her in such degrading acts, spilling his foul cum in her repeatedly. She stopped, and her ass muscles gripped his cock to keep it from escaping. This time, she would have to take all of him. She sank down, slowly as he rotated her hips as if he was corkscrewing her down onto his cock. Inch after inch burrowed into her guts, stretching her in places that shouldn’t be stretched and making her stomach cramp when his cock bent a part of her colon that shouldn’t be bent. Inch after inch filled her until she finally felt his legs beneath her ass and she settled down on his lap. His cock quivered in excitement inside her, as she felt filled with cock in such an unseemly place.

“Squeeze your muscles on my cock.”

She had no choice, grunting as she squeezed his cock. It was a shameful act to perform, making his cock jerk in pleasure when her muscles released.

“Again, do it again, Jessica.” He waited until he felt her, feeling as if she tightened a vise on his cock. “Yes, like that. Squeeze my cock tight when you pull out. Then push down hard, I want you to take all of my cock in one thrust.”

She only hoped that he wouldn’t last long, though the thought of him shooting his foul seed into a hole that wasn’t designed to take such a thing disgusted her. She squeezed as she drew up, his cock felt so long now that it had to come out almost all the way. Then back down, letting her body go limp as his cock slid harshly into her ass hole until she was fully impaled.

“Yes, now fuck me, up and down. Make it smooth, yet deep inside. Move your body from side to side as you fuck me, and I’ll reward you with a nice load of cum.”

She had no choice, fucking his cock with her ass hole, moving from side to side even though it hurt when it stretched her more. Up and down she went, feeling her insides reamed by his cock. She struggled each time, trying to please him and end her misery, but he held out as long as possible to make her suffer.

He helped her up and down so that she slid smoothly and harshly, wanting his pleasure, but trying to hold out and enjoy it until the last moment. Finally, he couldn’t wait. “All the way down and hold it there. Squeeze the cum from my cock.”

She shoved back down one last time, thankful for the end, but she felt his cock swell in her ass, stretching her more, and then, she felt it. It was humiliating for her to suffer like this when his cock shot hot cum into her intestines. She couldn’t stop her muscles from revolting, squeezing when he jetted in her ass, but it only forced another jet of cum to shoot out. It felt like gallons of cum filled her before she felt the relief of his cock shrinking in her ass.

“Pull up and let my cock out. Then, you can clean it with your mouth as I taught you.”

She knew he would say that, but it didn’t make it any easier. She had to squeeze his cock out, tightening her muscles because it felt like she would have an accident if she didn’t. When it finally pulled out, she kneeled down between his legs and saw his soiled, wet cock lying limply between his legs. It was bad enough that she had to touch it, but then, she had the foul task of licking it and then taking it in her mouth as she gagged from his soiled cock. She performed the degrading task until it was clean. She finally spit it out.

“You’re not finished yet. Put my cock back in your mouth. This time, it’s going down your throat and I’m going to cum in your mouth.”

He rode her mouth for an hour, his cock limp for the first fifteen minutes before it gained any of its hardness. It grew in her mouth, but no matter how big he thought it was, it wasn’t big enough to get down her throat. She licked and sucked it, leaking cum in her mouth, but finally, after an hour, her lips sore, her tongue tired, she got her respite, but not before he shot his cum in her mouth. It was the worst it ever was. There was so much of it, thick and salty it assaulted her taste buds. He wouldn’t let her spit it out, gulping loudly until all of it sat heavily in her stomach. When he pulled his cock from her mouth, her pussy, ass hole and stomach was filled with his foul seed and she was no longer a virgin in any hole. He had defiled her in the most outrageous ways; a sixty-year-old man took her as though they were lovers. She only hoped that it was over and she would be reunited with her mother and sister.

 

 

Chapter 8

Ménage Au Trois by Force

William stroked his cock as he got between Madison’s bound, spread legs. “You’re going to love this. It’s going to split you open. You’ll never be the same; any other man will be too small for you to appreciate.”

“No, you’ll kill me with that thing!” It was so thick that she didn’t think she would survive. He would tear her up the middle before he got it all the way in. She was tied and spread to the bed and could do nothing to stop him.

“You’ll stretch or else.” He didn’t care one way or another. He would fuck her and she would have to take it. He began to rub the head of his cock up and down her slit. She was soaking wet from her own juices and his spit so the head of his cock soon grew shiny and slick.

It felt like a club when he rubbed the head of his cock on her. It was too late as he pushed down on her body; his heavy weight shoved her hard into the mattress. She felt his cock push against her reluctant muscles as he began to shove into her. He began to stretch her, unable to move away as he pierced her. “OOOOWWW!” Her insides stretched as the thick head pushed inside, her muscles forced into submission, beaten by the sheer size and hardness of his cock. It felt as if he shoved a giant rock inside her, but this one continued to move. She tried to spread her legs wider to adjust to the thick cock, but he continued to force more cock into her tiny hole. It was just too big, ripping and tearing inside her as his hips began to move. “OOOOOWWWW!”

She was so tight around his cock that it felt like the head was in a tight vise and she continued to tighten it. Her screams only made his cock harder and more determined as he fed inch after inch of his massive cock into her hole. She whimpered and cried, but he was relentless in the pursuit of his pleasure. He fed more cock into her until he banged hard against her cervix, no more cock would fit inside unless he pierced her womb with it. “How do you like that cock, Madison?”

She couldn’t believe that she took it all without being torn up, but she never felt so full before. His cock stretched her pussy, able to feel every bump, ridge and vein on his cock when he fucked her. “Go slow, please, you’re too big,” she begged, but he already started to fuck her. He pulled out, her insides sucked out by his cock as he withdrew, but he was back just as fast, fucking hard and deep inside her. Then, he picked up the pace, his ass moved up and down behind him as he fucked her like a horny dog in heat.

He began to grind his body from side to side, as he fucked her. He stretched her more as he pounded into her. He began to kiss her neck; his naked body covered hers, their sweat mixed. All the while, his hips never stopped moving, his cock never stopped driving in her pussy. He was like a machine that never slowed or grew tired, and his cock was like a steel rod that penetrated her harshly.

“Yeah, I knew you’d love it once you got the taste of a real man in your pussy.” He fucked her for a couple of minutes longer, struggling not to cum yet. He pulled his cock out of her pussy and saw the shocked look on her face when he stopped fucking her. He reached down and untied her ankles until her legs were free.

Is he finished with me? She was confused, he pulled out of her, yet his cock was still hard and he hadn’t cum yet. Her confusion continued when he untied her legs, but he still kneeled between her legs and his cock bounced against her each time it touched her skin.

He yanked her legs up into the air and pushed them together. He tied her two ankles together with one of the pieces of the rope.

“What are you going to do?” Her legs were high in the air, but at least they weren’t spread, yet they were bound tight. He pulled the rope up to the headboard and threaded it through the slats. He yanked hard on the rope until her legs pulled up, and he didn’t stop until they touched the edge of the headboard. Her ass no longer touched the bed, her body rolled in two. “No, no.” She felt his hands slide along her ass cheeks, and then, his fingers pulled apart her pussy lips. He stretched them wide, and then, his fingers played along the inner lips and stroked them until they grew wetter. “Not there,” she protested when his wet fingers moved lower and pushed out on the sides of her anus. “No, NOOO!” A wet finger entered her ass, and she couldn’t stop him as it plunged into her rectum.

William looked down at her pussy and ass hole all exposed for his pleasure. He pulled his finger out of her ass; the tiny hole took a long time before it shrunk back down and snapped shut. “Time to fuck again, Madison.” He rubbed his cock on her pussy but then moved it lower until it sat on her anus. “Do you want it here, Madison? My big, fat cock up your ass?”

She survived taking his monster cock in her pussy, but no way would she survive taking it up her ass. It was just too big for such a tiny hole. “NO, not there, please, don’t!” She panicked when she felt the head on her anus and his hips began to exert pressure. His cock was still wet from her pussy, so the more he pressed in, the more her anal ring began to stretch. He stretched her anus until she thought she would tear. He pulled his cock back out at the last minute but beat her anus with his cock as if it were a club. His cock was back on her anus, pushing hard as her ring stretched wide. She was sure that he was going to stick it there, when she felt relief as he pushed it back into her pussy. It took her breath away when her pussy went from empty to full in seconds, stretched tautly around his cock, but anything was better than her ass.

He grabbed her legs and bent her back farther as he sat behind her, his cock deeply embedded in her tight, wet pussy. He began to fuck her, the headboard pounded against the wall from his powerful thrusts inside her. He looked down to see her pussy wrap so deliciously around his cock as it slid in and out. Her eyes were closed and her lips clenched tight as he fucked her hard and fast.

It felt like he drove deeper inside her in this position. Her pussy hurt from the harsh battering of her cervix by his cock, but he never slowed, pumping hard and fast as his hips moved with such frenzied speed. She didn’t know how long she could take this.

William was beyond reason now; his balls ached from fucking her so long and holding back his pleasure. He pounded into her, and he could feel the pleasure build up until he couldn’t hold back any longer. He needed to cum now. At just the right moment, he pulled his cock out of her pussy and pushed up near her face. He pumped his cock as he aimed it. “Take it, Madison. Take my cum.”

“No, not on my face, no, no, not there.” She couldn’t move away as he stroked his cock. She could tell by his heavy breathing and the way every muscle in his body went rigid that he was ready to cum. She looked at his cock and the tiny hole in the tip opened up so wide. Then, she saw it spit out white crème as it arched up high and came down on her nose and lips, staining her with his hot, foul cum. “No, no,” she cried out, clenching her lips tight as he pumped more cum all over her face. It was so thick that it didn’t run down, sitting heavily and hot on her soft skin, burning the feeling into her head forever. There was so much cum, it felt like gallons before he rubbed his slick cock on her chin.

He finally finished, looking down at her sweet face covered in his cum. “You look good in cum.” He got off the bed. “How do you want her, Joseph?”

“Let’s string her up between the two poles. I have an idea.”

They untied her quickly, eager to get her tied between the poles. That frightened her, knowing they had something planned and afraid of anything that had to do with that monstrously long cock of Joseph’s. She managed to survive William’s fat cock, but she feared that Joseph would shove his cock down her throat.

Joseph was eager, grabbing her wrist while William grabbed the other. They strung her up high until she balanced on her toes. It wouldn’t make much difference in a minute; her feet would never touch the ground.

It felt like her arms were being pulled out of the joints as they secured her in the cuffs. Both arms pulled up high and she had to get on her toes to stop the pain when all of her weight centered on her arms and shoulders. She cried out when they grabbed her ankles, yanking them off the ground and spreading them wide. It felt like she was ripped up the middle, her crotch ached from the strain as they bound her ankles to the widespread poles. When they finished, her feet didn’t touch the ground.

William and Joseph stood back and looked at her young, naked body spread and all of her treasures opened up for them. There was still drying cum glistening on her face and mouth, but that wasn’t the hole that interested Joseph. With a foot of cock, it was wasted on a woman’s cunt. She could only take so much and everything after that had to stay outside. But an ass hole was different. He could shove all twelve inches of cock in her. It might be painful, and it would straighten out bends that shouldn’t be straightened, but he cared little for her pain or discomfort. An ass hole felt different from a cunt, more rounded and the muscles would fight off the penetration more, bringing him such delight. Bound as she was, she couldn’t object, and William would make sure that she danced for him with a whip or paddle. Her frenzied movements of pain would make his pleasure so much more enjoyable.

William went over to the cabinet, and Madison’s eyes followed his every movement. She knew that nothing inside that cabinet was good for her, all of it meant to inflict pain and suffering, her pain and suffering. He was looking at the whips and she feared that he would whip her ass as Michael did when they forced her mother to suck a cock.

He took it out and showed it to her. “Do you like this, Madison? It’s a Diamondback braided whip.” It was red and about three and a half feet long. It had half-dozen tassels at the end, all built to find soft flesh and stimulate the victim harshly. Especially if it found the soft, intimate flesh of a woman.

“Don’t whip me; I’ll do what you want. Please, no!” They had already fucked me and made me suck their cocks. What else could they do to me?

“You’re bound; we don’t have to force you. We can and will do anything we want to you. The whip is to make you move vigorously for Joseph and give him the pleasure he wants from your tight body.”

She lost sight of Joseph as he moved behind her, Madison more concerned with William and the whip he held in his hand. He might have just cum, but his cock was growing hard once again, sure, that it would grow more once he began to whip her. Both of them were sadists and derived pleasure from hurting her and making her do degrading and perverted acts.

Joseph rubbed a liberal amount of Vaseline on his cock, stroking it with broad strokes to cover all twelve inches of it. It stood out hard like steel from watching William with Madison. Now, it was his turn. She had sucked his cock nicely, but he wanted that virgin ass.

“NOO.” She was surprised when she felt Joseph’s hands on her ass, pulling her cheeks apart. Then, she felt a cold, slick finger touch her anus, sending the tight muscles into spasms. “NNNNNOOOOO!” She felt the finger enter her, and she could hear the squishing sound as his finger ran in and out of her ass. It didn’t hurt, not even uncomfortable, but she knew the reason why he was doing this. He had lubricated his finger with something and he was spreading it inside her ass. There was only one reason why. He was going to stick that long stick of a cock up her ass. All the while William whipped her.

“You’re nice and slick now, Madison. You’re ready for me and my cock.” He looked down between her spread cheeks as his fingers kept them spread apart. Her tiny hole glistened with the Vaseline, but it was so tiny and virginal. “You should be thankful that it’s me and not William. His fat cock would tear you the first time. Mine isn’t so thick, but you will have to take a foot of cock up your ass before I begin to ass fuck you. It’s going to be intense for both of us.”

She felt his cock touch the pucker of her anus. The pressure on it grew as his fingers dug into her cheeks and yanked them cruelly apart.

“OOOH, Goddd, uuuhh!” Madison could only grunt as his cock spread the muscles in her ass wider. Her anal ring stretched wide, burning as the slick head of his cock began to gain entrance to her virgin hole. “No, not there,” she begged, but he cared little.

“You can take it, there’s so much more cock before you get it all.”

Her anal ring felt like a giant rubber band that was about to break. She couldn’t take much more or she would be torn forever.

“Now, this is for you, Madison. Take it inside.” He thrust with his hips, and the head of his cock succeeded in breaching her virgin hole. He watched as the head of his cock disappeared from his sight as her ass hole swallowed it up and clenched on it like a pair of pliers.

“Aaaaaggghhh! Noooooo! OOOwwwww!” She screamed at the first penetration. His cock might not be as big as William’s, but it was much bigger than any of the fingers that had been in her ass before. The pain tore through her, feeling as if he shoved a baseball bat up her ass. She knew that this was only the beginning. He would rip her ass hole up with his invading cock.

Joseph couldn’t control the contractions of his cock in her rectum. Her muscles gripped and clenched on his cock, making it jerk and shudder in such exquisite pleasure. He looked down to see eleven inches of cock still outside her tiny ass hole, but the hole was stretched around the shaft and kept the first inch inside her tight hole. He couldn’t wait any longer, wanting to be fully embedded in her tight, hot ass.

“Aaaaiiieeee!” She screeched as he fucked another inch of cock into her ass, more painful than the first as she stretched in places that even the fingers hadn’t touched.

“You like that, Madison, I can feel the pleasure your muscles give me when I fed you another inch. Don’t worry; I have lots more cock. You’ll cramp around it before I’m finished.” He pushed with his hips but could only get a half inch more inside her before her muscles kept him out.

“Help me; no more.” She cried; tears fell down her cheeks as Joseph continued to fuck into her guts. It felt like her whole body was stuffed with cock as her anal ring burned when the shaft rubbed it as it entered her. She couldn’t stop her muscles from clenching uncontrollably.

Joseph pulled his cock out, not all of it but an inch or two until it threatened to break free of the tight grip of her anus. He didn’t wait, shoving back in harder this time, not to be denied entrance by her muscles.

It felt intense when he pulled out, wet and squishy as his lubricated cock slid out. She had to tighten her muscles, afraid of having an accident if she didn’t. It felt like her insides were being drawn out with his cock, but Joseph shoved back in hard, and if she were on her toes, she would have stood up tall as he filled her with more of his cock. It felt like it was coming out her mouth. “OOOOWWW! Aaaarrgghhhh! Oh, oh, oh, please, you’re killing me! Oh, please, stop, I can’t take it! I can’t take it!”

Joseph began to work more cock into her, pulling out then pushing harder back in, grunting loudly as he pushed hard with his hips. He had six inches of cock inside her ass hole and it was only half the way there. He loved her cries, making him harder and more determined. She was going to be one hell of an ass fuck.

Her guts churned around his cock as it bore into the darkest depths of her bowels. “Nooo, stop!” She screamed loudly as he continued to fuck in and out of her once-virgin ass. He was relentless. His cock beat her muscles into submission, stretching her with the thick head, but it was the foot of cock that followed it that worried her. Her stomach cramped when he shoved into a bend in her intestines, but he continued to bore into her. As his cock inched back out, she thought the suction would pull every bit of her insides along with it. Her body began to spasm; her thighs trembled as she felt the searing pain tear at her senses. He only stopped when the head of his cock threatened to break free of her anal ring. Then, he thrust back in again, tearing another scream from her lips.

It took ten minutes before he finally slapped against her naked ass cheeks. A foot of cock was all the way into her bowels. It felt like a hot blanket wrapped around it and hundreds of muscles rippled up and down the shaft with such pleasure.

It felt like an enormous log was shoved all the way up into her stomach, the pressure in her ass like nothing she ever felt before. It was as if she was a pig on a skewer and ready to be cooked over an open fire. “Please, don’t move, please, it hurts so much!”

“It’s time to fuck, Madison. Help her out, William.” Joseph began to draw his long cock out, hearing her moan as inch after inch of cock sucked her guts out with his withdrawal.

He was right. It was intense. She felt a warmth and wetness as he pulled his cock out. Her muscles would stop moving, clenching on his cock even though he pulled it out. Her anal ring was stretched tight around the shaft, Madison able to feel the thick veins as his cock pulled free. She saw William swishing the whip in front of her, and a new fear struck her. Not only did she have to contend with Joseph fucking her ass, but also with William whipping her and where he would strike.

“God, are you good, Madison,” Joseph groaned in unexpected pleasure. His cock was massaged in her tight ass hole when he pulled out. He stopped when the head was trapped and waited for William. It took only a second before he struck.

William brandished the whip with skill. He swung from one side to the other, and he hit the target with precision. He was rewarded with a high-pitched scream.

“EEEEEHHHH!” She couldn’t do anything but watch as the whip slashed silently through the air. It struck her low down, catching one of her pussy lips and then sliced through the other sending sharp pain deep between her legs. Her ass shot back from the pain and that was her second downfall. Joseph waited for her, the head of his cock tightly in her rectum. Her thrust back to escape only impaled her ass hole on his cock with such ferocity that it took her breath away as almost all of his cock shot into her ass hole. Her stomach cramped around his cock as it stretched her, but to escape the whip, she took almost all of his cock in her ass once again.

Joseph was ready as she took almost all of him, but then, he began to pull back out once again until the head was trapped in her clenching rectum. “Harder this time, William. She missed a couple of inches.”

Not wanting to disappoint, William pushed the whip to the floor and snapped it up with the flick of his wrist. He had to be careful to avoid hitting Joseph, but he was far enough back to escape it. Madison wasn’t so lucky.

“OOOOOOWWWW!” Her scream tore through the room when the whip found the soft flesh of her inner pussy lips. The wide spread of her legs left her open and defenseless. She couldn’t believe a man would whip a woman in such a place, but the agony between her legs confirmed the sadistic nature of both men. She was sure that her pussy was bleeding. The whip had forced her to push her ass back, and she felt the entire foot of Joseph’s cock as it plunged painfully into her guts until it bruised her deep in her bowels. His cock jerked and shuddered in pleasure. It felt like his cock was part of her, skewered on his rigid cock. Joseph pulled out instantly, and William was ready with the whip.

Both men took her harshly, making her body move with frenzied thrusts back on his cock with each blow of the whip. She whimpered and cried out each time he struck, but he worked the whip over her pussy from the top of her slit all the way down between her legs, not a single spot was left untouched. She fucked Joseph’s cock as though she enjoyed it, shoving back to take all of him inside her in spite of the painful length of his cock.

Her body glistened with sweat, as she grew exhausted from the constant movement they forced upon her. Her pussy felt like it would never be the same, the whip relentless and sought out fresh meat to beat with painful regularity. His cock burned up her ass hole with the constant penetrations, hard and deep each time, her muscles forced into painful submission.

William couldn’t watch any longer, his cock so hard and throbbing. He threw the whip to the floor and was between her legs in seconds. He didn’t bother with preliminaries, finding her tight hole and shoved his massive cock, forcing her reluctant muscles to open as he impaled her. Joseph was waiting behind her; her slightest movements to escape William, was Joseph’s pleasure as she took his cock hard into her ass.

“No, No, too much, you’re killing me!” She hadn’t expected it, but William pushed into her pussy with one thrust that tore her open. It felt as if there was a giant cock that went in the front and came out the back. She never felt as full of cock as she did now. They took turns fucking her, one going inside as the other withdrew until she couldn’t tell one cock from the next. But that wasn’t as bad as when they synchronized their fucking and they both drove into her body at the same time. It felt like they met somewhere deep between her legs and she was possessed by one monster cock. All of her insides clamped tight around the throbbing flesh of their cocks.

They hammered into both her holes for long minutes, taking her front and back, her slim body pierced by thick and long cocks. Her cries, whimpers and tears only added to their pleasure as they speeded up until their hips were but a blur.

It felt like a fire hose was shoved between her legs at the same time and then turned on as the two men came in her, spilling gallons of hot cum in both holes, soiling her body in the most degrading and painful way. They each jetted their cum a half-dozen times before they finally finished, but neither withdrew. William was the first to take his cock from her beaten pussy, but Joseph refused to pull his cock from her ass hole, and it took her long minutes of humiliating squeezing before her reluctant muscles were able to push him out of her ass hole. She felt the cum leak out both holes and run down her thighs.

They cut her down from the posts, and she collapsed in a heap on the floor, whimpering while they sat back and enjoyed a couple of cold beers and talked as if she wasn’t there.

She couldn’t move; the muscles in her arms exhausted. She could still feel their cocks inside her, in spite of them sitting and drinking beer as if this was the most natural thing to do.

By the time they finished two beers apiece, they were ready again, at least partially hard. They yanked her over until she kneeled between them as they sat in the chairs and opened another bottle of cold beer.

“Suck, Madison. This time, we’re going to cum in your mouth. Both of us. Do a good job, or I’ll get out the whip again. Maybe this time, I’ll beat your ass hole.”

Madison was exhausted, but William sat in the chair with the whip in his hand to spur her enthusiasm. She sucked them both for an hour. William stretched her lips so far that it felt like they were torn. Joseph used the length of his cock to shove it down her throat while she choked and gagged. She had to keep her hands behind her back as though they were tied. Their hands grabbed her head so tight that it hurt, guiding her head back and forth, as they drove their cocks into her mouth. Her tongue was tired, but a light slap of the whip between her legs inspired her to try harder. She cupped their balls and squeezed them gently when they ordered her to. She swallowed inches of cock in her throat but wasn’t allowed to push away from it, gulping and choking on the thick flesh. Finally, they rewarded her, a mouthful of cum, gulping and swallowing it to make room for more. By the time she finished, her stomach was full of cum and her tongue was blanketed with the thick crème. She fell to the floor in a heap, her body exhausted from the abuse. She hoped it was over.

 

 

Chapter 9

New Victims

Victor and Enrique pulled the boat into the harbor. It was the Star of the City, though a week ago, it was called His Delight and was once docked over a thousand miles from there. Victor wanted to get as far away from the scene of the crime in the shortest amount of time. Michael was very specific in his request and that required a boat that when traced wouldn’t connect Victor to it. He pulled into the slip he rented for the week. Enrique and he would scour the harbor for what Michael wanted. He hoped that their plan would work.

Sandy, Judy and Heather arrived in Grenada on vacation. It wasn’t the most glamorous place to go, but it was warm, had many beaches and was cheap. Off for the summer from college, they wanted an adventure in a foreign land, but they found the airfare to Grenada too cheap to pass up. Almost too cheap. They had been in town for two days now and saw many of the sights, but they wanted to take a boat out and explore some of the other small islands and do some snorkeling. But they had to do it cheaply.

Enrique had seen them in the bar last night and brought Victor back to see them. They sat in a booth in the back; the bar was crowded with half-drunk tourists, the noise was loud as they screamed as they poured back shooters. The three girls were probably the quietest in the whole place. Victor was pleased with what he saw. It didn’t take much to get the waiter to tell him everything he wanted to know about them. They attended college in the United States, Texas something or other, he didn’t remember. They were close friends, seniors in college, one more year to graduate. They were here for a week but that was two days ago.

“They want to go snorkeling on one of the islands off the coast. I told them to go to the harbor and inquire about a boat. There were many charters, but they were afraid it would be too expensive. I told them to look around; there is always a bargain to be had. The later in the morning, the better. If a boat captain didn’t have a charter by nine, he might be stuck with nothing, so any fare is better than nothing as long as it pays more than the fuel.” He took the twenty-dollar bill that Victor offered him and was gone. Victor made sure that he didn’t see his face very well in the dim light.

Victor eyed the three girls. They must be about twenty-one or twenty-two. They all wore jean shorts that were cut almost to their crotches, so tight he could almost make out their pussies beneath the tight-fitting cloth. Their bellies were bare and a tube top hugged three pairs of lovely tits; nipples pushed out the tops unashamedly. They drank but not heavily. They danced with men, but none of them left with one. They were cautious. They came to have fun but not foolishly.

They followed them to their hotel, a tiny hole in the wall in the city, though it was neat and clean. Victor heard them talking to the desk clerk, asking what time would be good to see about a charter in the morning.

They left them and went back to the harbor when the girls went to their rooms. Enrique would go back at seven A.M. and follow them when they hopefully went to the harbor. Victor would stay with the boat, loaded and ready to leave with the engines idling so they could leave quickly. They made sure their slip was the farthest from the entrance of the dock so not to draw any attention. If anyone would ask later, they would only get vague descriptions, a phony name of the boat and his fake ID he used to get the slip.

 

The three of them grabbed coffee and some Danish and quickly made their way to the dock. They wore shorts and halter-tops, and in their bags were their bathing suits, towels, snorkel equipment and everything else a woman would carry. “Hurry up,” Sandy urged them, still a bit hung over, though they didn’t drink that much. They stayed at the bar late and got up early.

Sandy had always been the planner and the one that kept them in line. Heather and Judy were glad to follow and let her do all the work. They had been friends since they were freshman and grew closer over the years. They vacationed during the summer breaks together because they were so compatible. None of them had permanent boyfriends, even back at school. They dated a lot, but they all liked their freedom and were afraid a man would push them apart. None of them was a virgin, but none of them slept around a lot. The guy had to be really special for one of them to go to bed with him. They would have more time after college to enjoy men and find one that would make them happy for a lifetime. For now, they enjoyed their freedom.

“Yes, Mother,” Judy, kidded her.

“Do you want to go out on a boat or not?” Sandy shot back, but she knew that Judy was teasing.

“Of course, but I don’t have high expectations. The bell clerk told us last night how expensive it was. We can’t afford that.” Heather was always the pessimist.

“He also said that there were bargains and we’re going to get one. We’ll be out on the ocean within an hour; trust me.” Sandy always had to convince them. They arrived at the dock and Sandy thought that Heather might be right. The first five boats they went to wanted almost three times as much as they wanted to spend. It wasn’t even close. They watched the boats slowly fill up and leave the dock one at a time. Their choices grew narrower.

Enrique watched as they were turned down, and the boats left the harbor. He saw the disappointed look on their faces when the last one left, leaving them standing alone on the dock.

“Sorry,” Sandy tried, but the day was busy for the boats and no one wanted to bargain if they could fill them with full-paying customers.

“That’s okay, you tried.” Judy tried to make it better. “We’ll go to the beach and get a good suntan today.”

“Yeah, it’s okay. We knew it was a long shot anyway.” Heather hated that she had shot down their chances earlier.

Enrique walked toward them. “Señorita, excuse me,” he spoke in broken English. “I hear you want boat.”

Heather spoke up first. “Yes. Do you know of one that would take us snorkeling?”

“Si. My captain leaving soon. We go to pick up lobster traps. It’s off small island. Good snorkeling. We take you to island and then pick up traps while you snorkel. We bring you back when we done.” He smiled at them, as they looked him up and down.

Sandy interrupted Heather before she could say anything. He seemed harmless enough, but you never could tell. “What’s the name of your boat?”

“Star of the City. Big boat, nice and comfortable. We take you out.”

“How much?” Sandy was sure that he wanted too much, but she asked anyways.

“Thirty dollar each. That bargain but boat leave now. We have to get lobsters from traps now. Hour ride to island, maybe two.” Enrique could see their eyes light up at the price.

Sandy looked at the others. “What do you think?”

“Hell, for thirty bucks apiece, I hope it at least floats.” Heather was eager now.

“What can we lose? Even if it’s a bust, we get a nice boat ride.” Judy joined in.

“What’s your name?”

“Enrique.” He didn’t care that it was his real name. It was a popular name and he came a long way from here.

“The boat was Star of the City?” Sandy was already typing it into an email that she would send to herself. If anything happened to them, the authorities would look at her emails and they would see it. “I sent email to my friend in town that we’re going out on your boat, the name of it and your name. Just in case something happens to us,” she warned him.

“Good you careful. No problem, hurry now, captain wait.”

As they walked to the far end of the dock, Enrique looked back and saw that there was no one around.

Sandy was surprised by the boat, not what she expected. She expected a broken-down fishing boat that spewed out diesel fumes, but this looked like a luxury yacht and was clean and shiny. Not what she expected from lobster fisherman.

“Captain Victor. I have passengers.”

Victor tried to look angry with Enrique. “What do you mean passengers?”

The captain didn’t look like he knew about this. “Sorry, Captain Victor. I thought you knew. Enrique said that you would take us to an island so we could snorkel while you pick up your lobster traps. Obviously, there was some kind of communications error. Don’t worry, we’ll go.”

Victor looked back at Enrique with the same angry look. “You told them that, Enrique?”

“Yes, Captain. They pay thirty dollar each. I thought it would help us pay for fuel. Lobsters not good last time. Want to keep job.”

“Hold on. Enrique meant well and a deal is a deal. Permission to come aboard.” Victor stood aside so they could come on the boat.

“Thank you, Captain Victor. We won’t be a problem. Just drop us off on the island and we’ll snorkel until you pick us up.”

“That’s fair,” Victor took the ninety bucks and pocketed it. If they only knew what they were paying for. “Get under way, Enrique. You, ladies, go to the bow where you can look out. You might be able to see a dolphin or two on the way. It’ll be about an hour or two. I’ll have Enrique make another pot of coffee and bring it out once we are under way.”

Victor smiled all the way to the bridge, staring at the girls as they laid on the bow, their tight bodies tightly compressed in shorts and halter-tops. All of them had stunning bodies. This would be a very lucrative trip. Once they delivered the girls to the island, they would leave. He had already found a good spot to scuttle the boat. Then, they would pick up their money from Michael and be out of the country on the next flight. Maybe they would go to Brazil next. He heard it was nice at Mardi Gras time.

It was a great ride out, the sea sprayed over the bow, the air warm. Enrique brought them coffee as they looked over the wide expanse of the ocean. Grenada disappeared behind them, but they didn’t notice. They thought themselves lucky.

The island began to pull into view. It wasn’t what they expected, a bit of fog still hung over it.

They got there at the right time. There was only a short window of time of an hour or two in the morning when the fog broke off so you could see the beach. It looked nice now, the sun sparkling on the white sand, but in an hour, the fog would be so thick, they wouldn’t see anything. The girls would never see them leave. He wondered how long it would take them before they grew worried or how long it would take Michael’s men to make their way down the atoll and grab them up.

Enrique saw the look on their faces. “No worry. Fog go away. Me know.” He saw them smile, believing every word he said.

Victor anchored the boat just outside the surf. Enrique lowered the small outboard motor boat. “I take you beach.”

They climbed in with their bags, and Enrique navigated it expertly through the surf and rocks until the bow hit the beach. He helped them out and placed their bags on the beach. “Back three or four hour. You okay?”

“Yes, thank you, Enrique. You’ve been so helpful. I hope you have a good catch.”

“Si.” He pushed the small boat out and rode the surf out.

They settled on the beach as they watched the small boat tie up with the Star of the City. It didn’t take long before it moved away, going out into the distance.

“I didn’t think they would go that far out.” The boat was just a speck in the ocean now. Heather grew nervous.

“It’s an illusion. It looks farther away, so small in a big ocean. Lobsters are at depths of about 50 meters, so they have to get away from the beach. Let’s get our snorkel equipment and go into the water. It should be great around here. Maybe we can find a reef.”

They went behind some trees and changed into their bathing suits, afraid that someone might have binoculars and be able to see them. They swam out beyond the surf and began to snorkel. It was interesting. They found a few shipwrecks, but they weren’t old boats. They looked like they sank in the last couple of years, barnacles just beginning to attach to them. It was an hour later that they noticed that the fog was moving back in, not out. It wasn’t very thick yet, but it was growing thicker on the beach as though it came from the island, not the ocean.

“Let’s take a break, go back and lie on the beach. The fog is thicker and I don’t want to get stuck out here and not know where the beach is.” Sandy grew nervous, but she tried to sound calm.

“Okay,” Heather said, as they swam toward the beach, riding the waves made it easy.

They got to the beach, the air was already cooler and the fog was beginning to block the sun. Sandy looked out over the ocean, but she couldn’t see the Star of the City. “I’m going to change my clothes.”

“Is everything okay?” Judy became nervous. Sandy wasn’t her usual confident self.

“Yes, they’ll probably come back for us sooner when they see the fog. We can go out with them while they bring in their lobster traps.”

They quickly dressed behind the trees, but there was no need for privacy by the time they were finished. They could barely see the surf as the fog grew thicker. It was an hour later when they put their jackets on, grateful that they brought them. The fog was so thick, you couldn’t even see the edge of the water as the surf picked up, and they could hear the waves smashing down on the rocks.

It was another hour before Sandy said the inevitable. “I don’t think they’ll be able to pick us up. They must have been surprised by the fog as much as we were. Can anyone get cell reception?”

None of their phones got reception. “It looked like the top of the atoll was clearer. Let’s climb up and maybe we can make a signal fire. We’re not that far from anything, it was only an hour or two from the harbor.”

They began to climb the atoll, but it was steeper and longer than they expected. It didn’t go straight up; instead, it curved around the atoll. They were in good shape and they had brought water and some food so it wasn’t that arduous. It became an adventure.

Harold and the other men set out down the atoll to the beach when Michael got word of new arrivals. They were only half the way down when they heard voices. It was women’s voices. They hid in the brush and watched them pass. Michael would be pleased. He couldn’t tell exactly what their bodies looked like, but they had long legs. “This’ll be easier. They’re going up. Why go through all the trouble of tying them up and trying to force them to climb. We’ll follow them and catch them at the top.” He whispered to the other men.

The girls didn’t even know anyone was following them. They made more than enough noise to mask any sounds that Harold and his men made. It took them almost four hours to make the climb, but they were persistent. They reached the top, but the fog was worse than the beach. They entered a dense jungle. “What should we do? Go forward, back down or stay here and see if it clears?” Sandy asked the others.

“How about you put your hands up in the air or I’ll put a hole in those lovely bodies?” Harold and the two men came out of hiding. They weren’t far from the house. It was time to secure them.

Sandy put her hands up first and the others followed. “Thank goodness, we thought we were stranded on this island.”

“You’re trespassing. This is private property.”

“Sorry, we were dropped off on the beach so we could snorkel. The boat was to pick us back up, but the fog rolled in. If you can get us to a phone or radio, we’ll get help and get out of your way.”

They were just too gullible. “We don’t like strangers on the island. March ahead of us. Take the path in the jungle. The house is less than a mile from here.”

“Yes, thank you,” Sandy said as they started to walk. The men walked behind them, but they kept their guns pointed at them. They were certainly the nervous type. She wondered who lived on the island, but she didn’t say a word. These were probably just the guards doing their job.

“Boy, I didn’t expect this.” Heather was the first one to see it through the fog. It was a palace in the middle of nowhere. She couldn’t even fathom how it was built so high up and in such a far-off place. She didn’t see anyone else around, but there had to be many more people to take care of such a big house.

“Is this where you live?” She turned around to the man that had talked to them before. She noticed he still pointed his pistol at her and the other two men had rifles pointed at them.

“Keep going. The front door is on the left side of the building.” This was the easiest one, Harold thought, though he did enjoy last time when he made Jessica lick his cock for water.

“Okay.” This man took his job way too seriously. It’s not as if they were Charlie’s Angels and they would overpower them in an instant. “Let’s go girls,” Sandy ignored him as they walked around to the side. There was a large double door that stood over ten feet high made of heavy wood and laced with iron bars that were intricately scrolled. The minute they got there, a door opened up and a man stood in the entranceway.

Michael looked at them and signaled to make the transfer to Victor as agreed. He would be happy with the money, and Michael was pleased at the merchandise. He waited until they were inside, along with Harold and his men. The door closed loudly behind them. “Welcome, Sandy, to Slave Island.”

She looked at him, shocked at first. “How do you know my name?” She was afraid to ask why it was called Slave Island.

“Welcome, Heather, and, Judy, also. I know all about you. I’ve been expecting you.”

Now, Sandy was really worried. “Why are we here?”

“I paid a great deal of money to Victor to bring you to my island. I’m sure the three of you will be worth it.”

“A friend in Grenada knows the boat we went out on and Victor’s name. Just let us go and we wouldn’t say anything.” She was glad she sent the email. When they didn’t come back to the hotel tonight, they would call the authorities. It wouldn’t take them long to find the boat and Victor in the harbor.

“Victor will be on a plane to some other country within minutes now that I have transferred the monies to him. A tidy sum, but seeing you makes it all worthwhile. As far as the boat is concerned, it was scuttled within an hour of him dropping you off on the beach. No one will come looking for you here. We’re off the shipping lanes and not even on a map. We like our privacy.”

Sandy was sure that the authorities would find the island, how could you not find something this big. She feared why he paid for them, knowing there was only one reason. “We won’t let you touch us.”

“I hope not. The last guests were a little too submissive, though it took a whip and more to make them that way. I have new customers that want to take women forcibly, enjoying the tight bondage and restraints. That’s why this is called Slave Island. The three of you became my newest sex slaves. I have men willing to pay exorbitant amounts of money for the pleasure of taking an unwilling woman in any manner they want. They don’t want any repercussions afterward, so they come to me to give them that pleasure and security.”

“You’re crazy!” Sandy couldn’t believe the ranting’s of this monster. Judy and Heather moved closer to Sandy, not saying a word, but she could see the same fear in their eyes that she suspected was in hers. Men with guns pointed at them surrounded them. They were trapped.

“Some say that, but my customers call me a visionary.” He turned to Harold. “Take them to their accommodations, Harold.”

The three of them fought as best as they could, but with a gun pressed hard into the small of your back and the sound of clicking from the revolver took the fight out of each of them. Once their hands were secured with metal handcuffs behind their backs, they became docile, but they waited for a chance to escape.

Each of the women was led off to a different room. Michael would make sure they were secured and in the desired positions before he would bring his customers to the rooms.

 

 

Chapter 10

Hung Upside Down

Sandy was brought to a room; Harold, the man called him, was behind her. He looked like the leader when they were captured, but the man in the room was obviously in charge. She pleaded with Harold, but he only smirked with an evil grin. The room scared her, not because of what was in it, but what wasn’t. It was almost empty except for a wooden chair in the center of the room. On the chair was a rope with a hook on the end of it, but what was sinister was that the rope drew all the way up to the ceiling, and she could make out a small pulley up there. Next to it on the chair was a leather strap with a buckle on it, but it was only an inch wide and it wasn’t very long. It almost looked like a dog collar, but in the center of it was something like a belt buckle. This one was made of steel but had leather around it, shaped in a big ‘O’.

“Turn around and don’t give me any trouble.” He spun her around until he was behind her. He took off the handcuffs, but before she got any relief or tried to pull her arms forward, he began to tie rope around them. He pressed her lower arms together behind her back and then ringed them with rope from her wrists all the way up almost to her elbows. When he tied the knot, she couldn’t move them an inch.

She thought he was going to take off the cuffs, but he tied her arms behind her back. “Please, it’s too tight,” she cried out, feeling her back strain by the way her arms were bound on top of each other. “What are you going to do?” Her voice trembled in fear even though she tried to act brave. Bound, she could do nothing to stop them.

“Time to shut you up.” Harold picked up the O-Ring gag. Michael had it specially made. The online gags weren’t big enough for a small cock, never mind a man that had something substantial and wanted to force it in her mouth or down her throat

She felt him press up against her from behind, and then, she felt the leather strap go around her head. She panicked when she realized what it was for, too naïve until it became obvious. His fingers pushed into the corners of her mouth and pried her lips open. What she thought was a simple gag was something much more. He pushed the metal ring between her lips, and by shoving with his fingers, her mouth was forced open until it felt like her jaw was going to bust. Drool ran down her chin as she struggled to contain all the spit in her mouth. Now she realized what the ring was for. She wouldn’t be able to close her mouth and anything could be pushed in, but she was sure that it would be a cock. She had a cock in her mouth once, but she hated it so she refused to do it again. It was too big and cum tasted terrible. “GGLLUBBB, MMGGGG!” The only thing that came out her mouth was unintelligible garble.

“That’s the way all women should be, gagged with their mouths open.” It was time for one last thing before he would leave.

She was pushed to her knees, and she feared that he would be the first one in her mouth, but he surprised her, pushing her all the way to the ground until she lay flat on it. She turned on her side to keep her arms from being pinned behind her back.

He grabbed her ankles in one large hand and began to tie them with rope. He made sure it was tight. She tried to kick her legs free, but she quickly learned that it was useless. He pulled the rope with the hook over to her legs, lowering it until he could hook the ropes that bound her ankles.

She heard him, but it was already too late. The pulley began to pull the hook up and her legs with it. She slid along the floor as the rope pulled her higher. She panicked when her back no longer touched the ground, her head slid on the hard floor. “MMMGGG!” She begged, but no words came out. He didn’t stop; her head the only thing touching the floor, and then, it was off the floor and her body swung back and forth. The blood rushed to her head, her hair hung down and dragged on the floor. She shook her body but it didn’t do any good. He kept stringing her up by her feet like some type of animal.

“I want you to be comfortable,” Harold laughed as he pushed the chair under her hanging body. He wished he could afford her, his cock hard at the thought of sticking it in her mouth and down her throat.

When he was finished, her shoulders and arms were on the chair, but her head hung over the edge, aimed up to the ceiling, her mouth agape. The rest of her body was hung up, her feet high up toward the ceiling. She couldn’t retain all the spit in her mouth; drool ran down her face to mix with the tears as she realized her plight.

“Goodbye, Sandy. I hope you learn a lot.” Harold left her, closing the door behind him.

She didn’t know if that was good or bad, alone for now in the room. Her mind wandered on how she got there and what they would do to her. She feared for Judy and Heather, but she had to concern herself with her own plight. The time passed slowly. The slightest noise shocked her, fearing someone would come through the door.

Baxter had a trophy wife but no children. He was a sadistic bastard, or at least that is what he had been told for many years, ever since he had enough money to do all the things he wanted to do. He liked having his wife around him, attractive, intelligent and his, but his desires were far more than a wife would endure. For that reason, he found Michael. Michael had promised them something special. He saw the picture of her; Michael took it before she came through the front door. Sandy was her name and she looked like she had a great body, but his interest right now was that succulent mouth. She had full pink lips and innocent eyes. All she needed was a big cock in her mouth and her pleading eyes staring at him as he had his pleasure.

His cock stood at attention when he opened the door and saw her. She looked so enticing, hung up like a side of beef, her lovely body still clad in her clothes, but it was her open, inviting mouth that made him rock hard. He could see the fear in her eyes, her mouth opened by sheer force, drool ran over her face. The chair supported her body partially, but he would soon have her hanging and swinging so that it would be easy to use her mouth for his pleasure.

It was difficult to focus, everything upside down and Sandy’s head was dizzy as the blood rushed to it, but she saw him when the door opened. He entered and closed the door behind him. She knew he wasn’t here to rescue her when he began to undress and folded his clothes neatly. He was older, about fifty or so, not good looking but not ugly. He looked like a normal businessman that she had seen a thousand times, except for the evil glint in his eyes as he stared at her as he undressed. She couldn’t turn away, her head hung off the edge of the chair. He had a bit of flab on him as he took off his shirt. He pulled off his pants and folded them neatly, but his erection already pushed out his shorts and she could see that he was big, but at least he wasn’t huge. He pushed his shorts down and stroked his cock as he stared at her, making it grow bigger.

Baxter walked over to her with the remote in his hand. “You are a very desirable woman, with such a succulent mouth. I’m going to use it to my advantage. I’ll leave the mouth gag in the first time, but after that, you’ll have to show me how good you can suck. If you don’t cooperate, it will become very painful for you. I don’t want to hurt you, but I will,” he lied. No matter what she did, he would abuse that lovely body because he could. “Relax and don’t fight it, I’m going to string you up a bit higher to get you at the desired level.” He pushed the remote and the pulley began to string her up higher by her feet.

She slid over the seat of the chair, her head scraped along the seat before she was pulled above it, her body completely straight as it hung down. She was almost waist level to him and the way his cock bounced in excitement, it would soon be in the hole that the gag opened up so wide. Her jaws ached from stretching so far, but she could do nothing but moan unintelligible gurgles. Her body swung for a moment until she finally stopped.

Baxter pushed his cock in front of him, one hand wrapped around the shaft as he stepped near her face. He stroked her face, feeling the soft skin. “So pretty. Keep those eyes open, I want to see them as you suck me.”

He began to rub his cock on her face, Sandy unable to do anything. She could feel the drops of precum stain her face as he rubbed his cock onto her skin. He shamed her when he lifted his cock up and then pushed his balls onto her face. She felt the wrinkled skin on his balls and wiry pubic hairs on her face as he rubbed back and forth. Then, the head of his cock was back; this time, he rubbed all over her lips, leaving shameful wetness behind his cock. Then, she felt it, the head of his cock rubbed over her lower lip, and it began to slide in. In spite of the ring gag being so big, his cock filled it. He didn’t stop; he continued to slide it in farther, over the top of her mouth since she was upside down. His cock bounced in her mouth, up to rub over her wet tongue, and she tasted the saltiness and pungent cum stain her. His cock never stopped, pushing farther inside. His hand went to the back of her head and held her as his hips drove his cock deeper into her mouth. It shoved all the way to the end as the thick head slammed into her throat, stopped by the sheer size of his cock head and the small size of her throat. But, it still made her gag and more spit filled her mouth.

“Oh, that’s so good, Sandy. What a hot, tight mouth. Do you like sucking my cock as much as I like you sucking it, Sandy?” He pulled his cock out of her mouth, wishing her lips were tight around the shaft, but he would soon train her so he could get the maximum pleasure from her mouth. “Back in again, Sandy. Here it comes.” He shoved hard back in until his cock jammed against her throat. He had to hold her head tighter to keep her from trying to move away. “Don’t fight it, Sandy. You’ll take it all down your throat before I’m finished with you. You might even like it.” He began to fuck her mouth, back and forth, not breaching her throat yet, but enjoying all she had to offer.

It was the most humiliating act she was ever forced to perform. He took her mouth as though they were lovers, sliding in and out, leaving traces of his foul cum in her mouth. His hips fucked her as his cock sawed in and out rhythmically. She didn’t know if it would ever end, but she feared that as much. She knew he would cum in her mouth, something no man had ever done before.

“You were born to suck cock, Sandy. So good, I don’t know if I can last long before I cum in your mouth. But, don’t worry, you’ll get me hard again very quickly and then, I’ll be able to last longer. Then, I can go down your throat and enjoy you fully. Do you like the taste of cum, Sandy? I hope so, because I’m going to feed you lots of it.”

He was relentless; his cock never stopped moving in and out; he never took it out. She felt more of his cum mix with her spit, running over her face. He shoved in so hard one time that she could feel his pubic hairs on her nose. In and out, it continued.

“That’s about it, Sandy. I’m ready to cum.” He stood up on his toes and pushed her head down onto his cock until it slammed to the back of her throat, but he pulled back out just before he came. His balls tingled with such pleasure, aching from the need to get rid of his cum in her mouth. “Yes, Yesss, Yesss, here it comes.” He grabbed the shaft of his cock and pumped it up and down, but he never pulled his cock from her mouth. “Take it, Sandy, drink my cum! EEEEHHHH!” Baxter never felt anything this good before and it was just beginning.

She struggled as much as she could, but his hand was strong and held her submissively. She felt the first jet of cum fill her mouth; the cum so thick that it covered her teeth and gums with the foul-tasting cum. He stroked his cock in her mouth, and it took only a second before a second load of cum filled her, this one not as powerful but just as profuse. Her spit and his cum dripped out, but with his cock filling her stretched mouth, most of his cum was trapped inside. He came two more times until his cum covered all of her mouth and tongue with the thick crème. He finally pulled his cock out, and she pushed as much of it out as she could, but he was back, rubbing the head of his wet cock all over her lips as he stroked the last couple of drops from it.

“Damn, that was good. Did you like that, Sandy? I bet you did. You look like a cock-hungry whore now, cum all over your face.” He continued to rub his shrinking, wet cock on her face as he taunted her. “Next time, it’s down your throat. Would you like me to cum in your throat, Sandy? You won’t be able to taste it, but you’ll feel my hot cum in your belly.”

His cock was still semi-hard, but he would amuse himself with Sandy until he was ready again, but he didn’t expect that to take long. “There’s a lovely body beneath that halter top and shorts.” With the upside down position she was in, her breasts were barely contained in the halter top, struggling to break free.

It was bad enough that he came in her mouth, but now his hands began to run over her body as she hung there like a slab of beef ready for slaughter. His hands slid over her naked belly and then up until his large hands compressed her breasts with powerful fingers. He didn’t squeeze to caress or arouse; his fingers dug in like claws. “Nnnnngg,” she squirmed, but his eager fingers squeezed her breasts like ripe fruit.

“Nice tits, Sandy. I’m sure you like to show them off. Want me to take off your top?”

She shook her head no, but she knew his question was only to taunt her. It took only a second before he undid the tie on her back and her naked breasts spilled free. He gave a sharp yank on the top, and it ripped. He threw it on the floor. His hands returned; this time, he touched her naked flesh. Her breasts were crushed beneath his fingers, leaving red marks when he released them, but then, he worked on her nipples.

“I love big nips. Can you get them hard for me, Sandy?” He grabbed each of her nipples with two fingers, and he squeezed his fingers until he saw the pain etched in her face. He twisted them until the dark tips were gnarled flesh beneath his fingers. He released them and noticed that they had gotten bigger. He gripped them again and this time yanked them and made them misshaped and elongated. “I think you like the pain, Sandy. You love when I abuse them; I can feel them grow hard. Don’t worry; I won’t let you down.”

When he wasn’t squeezing her breasts or pinching her nipples, he would slap her breasts until they bounced on her chest. He was cruel, and she couldn’t help but to notice that his erection already returned. She feared taking it down her throat, especially since he already came. He would last much longer and fuck her throat ruthlessly.

When he stopped, her nipples were swollen and red; he could see red marks from where he slapped the white flesh. His hands went to her waist. “Those shorts don’t cover much, Sandy. You like showing off your pussy like that?” He grabbed her crotch; his fingers dug in between her legs and pressed the shorts deep into her groove. She swung and bucked, but she couldn’t escape his groping hand and fingers. “Sensitive there, Sandy? Don’t you like me grabbing your cunt?”

He began to spin her around in a circle as she hung down. His hands groped her front and back, her ass cheeks squeezed, but the worst was when he gripped her pussy like a baseball and his fingers pushed into her slit and dug into the tender flesh. He began to slap her thighs and even managed to slip a couple of fingers beneath her cutoffs from behind and grip her naked buttocks.

He finally got his fill of slapping her. He spun her around until she faced him again. “Let’s get rid of those cutoffs, Sandy. I want to see your cunt.” He casually unbuttoned the cutoffs, sliding the zipper down silently. He pulled her cutoffs apart until he saw the tiny pink panties beneath. His hand slid in her cutoffs and ran over her mound, surprised that her bush had so much hair. Most girls her age were shorn of all hair or just a small landing patch to highlight their full pussy lips.

His hand eagerly slipped into her cutoffs, and his fingers squeezed her more intimately. Then, he suddenly pulled his hand out, much to her relief, but it was short-lived, because he yanked her cutoffs up her legs until they were at her knees. Then, he sliced them off until they were just shreds of material. She feared the knife he had in his hand. The sound of her panties being torn off filled her room. She hung naked, swinging back and forth, as he began to slap her and swing her around in circles, as she grew dizzy.

“Smack, Smack, Smack,” Baxter loved the way her skin turned a pretty pink as he hit her harder each time. He gazed at her cunt but didn’t touch her yet, teasing her.

Her buttocks stung from him spanking her, but she feared he would hit her pussy when she spun around violently. Then, he stopped her from spinning; at least that stopped the spinning in her head.

He looked at her bush and the full lips of her pussy. He gripped her crotch again, but this time, his fingers dug into soft, damp flesh as he wiggled a finger between her lips when he clenched his fingers on her crotch. He made her jerk, her lovely ass pushed back and forth as she tried to escape, but she always swung back and was met by his hand clenching tight once again. “You like that; I can feel you humping back on my hand. If you’re a good girl and suck my cock, maybe I’ll make you cum.” His finger slid back and forth between her slit. He released her crotch, but he grabbed each of the petals of her pussy and peeled her open. “So pink and damp, Sandy.” He grabbed her lips tighter and stretched them until he couldn’t open them any wider.

He abused her pussy, his fingers harsh as they touched her. He pulled her lips apart as if he were trying to tear them off, and his fingers pressed between them and rubbed her soft insides. He stopped abusing her, but then, he began to lower her to the ground. She wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or bad. When she was flat on the floor, he lifted her legs up. He began to untie the rope, but as soon as her legs were free, he grabbed one ankle and tied the rope around it. Then, he grabbed another rope from a pulley in the ceiling and tied her other ankle. He pushed the button on the remote and her naked body slid across the hard floor as her legs were raised up higher and higher, but this time, it was different. Her legs were tied to different pulleys and they were spread apart. The higher she went, the more the gap between her legs became. By the time he stopped, her head was at his waist height, her legs were spread over three feet and her pussy was opened up. He stood in front of her, his cock bounced on her face, but she could feel his hot breath blowing on her naked pussy he was so close.

“I know you’re raring to suck my cock again, Sandy, so here it comes.” He grabbed her by the back of the head as he aimed his cock at the gaping hole of her mouth. Holding her head tight to keep her from escaping, he pushed with his hips as hard as he could. He sent his cock driving deep into her mouth and felt the head of his cock bash against the tiny hole of her throat. The sheer force of his thrust sent an inch of cock into her tight throat. He held her head tight as she bucked and silently choked on his cock, but all he felt was the delightful clenching of her tight throat muscles ripple along the head of his cock. “Oh, yeah, so good, Sandy. Take my cock in your throat. I know you want to gobble it all down, but take your time. We have all day to fuck your mouth.”

All hopes of ending this misery went out the door with his last remark. He would continually fuck her mouth, Sandy unable to do anything to stop him. Her stomach turned as the head of his cock popped into her throat. As she gagged, her mouth opened wider, swallowing more of his cock. He held her as she struggled, but it only aided him in penetrating her throat with more of his cock. He refused to pull out, withdrawing just the slightest bit so he could get more power with his hips. Then, he would shove in, another inch of cock burned down her throat. She couldn’t stop her muscles as they tried to force his cock out of her throat, but it didn’t do any good except to give him the pleasure he wanted.

He began to fuck her throat, never doing that before to a woman. It was so tight; it felt like hundreds of muscles surged with such pleasure on the head of his cock. He pulled back but never out. He saw her stomach lurching as she silently choked and gagged, but all he felt was exquisite pleasure as his cock slid along her tight throat.

He was fucking her throat raw, bile coming from her stomach, but he didn’t care, never pulling free of her throat. He continued to drive more cock down her gullet until she felt his pubic hairs on her face and lips. He gave one last thrust in her throat, and then, her face was sealed against his crotch. He was fully seated in her throat and she couldn’t push him out.

“Now, we’ll get down to some throat fucking, Sandy. I know you’ll love this. Breathe deep through your nose; I don’t want you passing out on me. It’s going to take a while before I cum, so lay back and enjoy it.”

He rode her mouth for a long time, it felt like hours, but she was sure it wasn’t more than fifteen minutes, but that was a long time to have your throat rubbed raw by a cock that was too big for the opening. Her stomach churned as she gagged and choked; her mouth filled with his cock and the bile that kept coming from her wrenching stomach. He fucked faster, and Sandy finally hoped that he would cum. Anything to end this misery. Her throat had to stretch wider just before he came, his cock swelling up in his final pleasure. She could feel his cock vibrate in her throat, forcing her throat muscles to ripple along it. She knew he was cumming; her throat coated with his cum at least made it slide easier, but she could feel the warm cum slowly sink into her gullet and sit heavily in her stomach. It took him a long time before he pulled his cock from her throat, letting it sit in her mouth as he wrung the last few drops of cum from his balls. When he pulled his cock free of her mouth, she spit up the bile and cum.

“That was good, Sandy. Now, you have a belly of my cum; but there’s so much more for you. We can play for a while until I get hard again. I’ll have a new surprise for you then. I know you’ll like it; all cum-hungry mouth whores do.” He began to play with her pussy again, but this time, he wasn’t as gentle as he was before. With her legs spread wide, she was open and vulnerable, a situation he enjoyed. He began by gently slapping her lips, moving up one side and down the other, each time he hit just a bit harder until he could hear her muffled gasps and the slap of flesh against flesh as his hand found contact with her mound. “Nice, soft cunt, Sandy. I know you like it when I get a bit rough with you. Are you creaming for me?”

It stung as he hit her. Her thighs tried to clench tight, but the ropes held her spread obscenely while his hand continued to beat a tattoo of pain up and down her pussy lips. He enjoyed hitting her, and the harder he hit, the more his erection grew. Then, he spun her around and began to spank her but harder; the sound of his hand rang out in the room as he blazed a path of pain on her twin buttocks. He did the unthinkable next, peeling apart her buttocks until she felt the air on her anus. When she tried to clench her cheeks tight to prevent him from ogling her most private place, he slapped her cheeks until she surrendered and relaxed them. He yanked them apart, and this time, he began to slap her crack with three fingers. He started at the top and slowly and methodically went down her crack. He paid special attention and time when he got to her anus. She struggled not to clench her cheeks as he began to hit her on her anus, the sharp pain shooting into the depths of her bowels. He finally moved down, but he hit harder when he got to her pussy. He went up and down her crack until he was hard again.

He stopped hitting her long enough to get a small leather paddle from the cabinet in the room. It wasn’t very long or wide, but the leather covered a flexible wooden slat inside that bent and would provide a nice bounce when it struck. “I know you want to show me how well you can suck cock and please me with your mouth, Sandy. So, I’m going to give you the chance. Do you want me to take the ring gag out of your mouth? I know it must hurt your jaw now.”

She nodded her head yes, vigorously. It felt like her jaw was coming unhinged. She knew she would have to do the vile act that he wanted, but he already forced her to suck him twice and would do it again if she said no.

“Yes, I can’t wait to feel your eager mouth of my cock. But, just in case you try to displease me or you even put a little nick on my cock with your teeth, I’ll beat your pussy until it’s raw and then fuck your mouth.” He tapped her pussy with the leather strap and loved the sound of it hitting her soft flesh. “But much harder.” He hit her pussy a little harder, just to show her who was the boss.

She was grateful when he pulled the ring gag out of her mouth. It felt so good to be able to close her mouth, but he was impatient. He rubbed his cock on her clenched lips. “Open up, Sandy. Take my cock into your mouth and suck on just the head.”

He made her stretch her neck to take the head of his cock in her mouth, moving away the slightest until she stretched. She had to stick her tongue out to draw it in her mouth. She felt the head slide through her lips, and now, she had to clasp them tightly around it and trap it in her mouth. It jerked and shuddered the minute her lips grasped it tight and then jumped when her tongue began to wash over the head, licking up the juices that her lips had already induced to leak out.

“Suck now, Sandy. Suck it deeper in your mouth.” He tapped the paddle on her pussy again to remind her, and he was rewarded with her obedience. His hand held the back of her head, but she moved it back and forth, in spite of how hard it was for her to do. She sucked inch after inch of cock into her mouth, and her tongue was tireless as it ran all over the head and shaft. “You are good, Sandy. You certainly had lots of practice sucking cock, I can tell. Take it a little deeper, all the way to the back of your mouth. You can do it.”

He taunted her with his foul words, making her suck his cock as though she had done this to hundreds of men. He continued to leak more cum in her mouth, but she knew that he would cum and fill it once again soon enough.

Baxter enjoyed her mouth, letting her do all the work. After coming twice, he had much more stamina, and when she slowed down or tried to spit his cock out of her mouth, the slightest tap of the whip or paddle on her pussy would inspire her to continue to pleasure him. It took almost a half hour before he came in her mouth, and she gurgled and slurped up jet after jet of it. “Don’t spit it out or let it leak out. You’re going to swallow every last drop, then you’re going to clean my cock with your lips and tongue until its slick with spit.”

She did every degrading act he wanted, her belly filled with more cum, two mouthfuls before he was finished. She couldn’t understand how profuse he was in spite of cumming. Then, she washed it down until he finally pulled his shrinking cock from her mouth. Is he finished with me now? Surely, he couldn’t get it up again.

Baxter lowered her to the floor and took the ropes off her ankles but kept the ones on her arms. He sat back in a chair and made her kneel between his parted legs. “Lick my cock and my balls, Sandy, so I can get hard for you again. This time, you’re going to take me down your throat. I know you can do it. If not, you will suffer.”

She hated licking his hairy balls, the wiry pubic hairs caught in her teeth, and with her hands bound, she couldn’t pull them out, so she gagged on them. His sweat-drenched balls were disgusting, but she already drank three loads of cum, and now, she was getting him ready so she would take his cock down her throat. It was the hardest thing she ever did. When his cock blocked her throat and made her gag, her natural reflex was to push back, but she had to do the opposite, choking as she forced her head the opposite direction as more cock pushed into her reluctant throat. He didn’t let her stop until her lips pushed against his abdomen, his pubic hairs tickled her nose and his cock bounced in her throat.

“I knew you could deep-throat me, Sandy. Good girl. Now, back and forth, grind my cock in your throat. Don’t worry, I’ll pull out of your throat just before I cum. That way you can savor the taste of my cum and then swallow it.”

This would probably be the last time, his balls already ached from cumming so much, but he savored every moment of the time as she swallowed his cock. He tilted her head up so he could see the tears in her eyes and the way her mouth opened wider when she gagged. Her naked chest heaved as she choked, but she never backed off. As much as it felt good, it still took an hour before he got off in her mouth.

He saw the relief on her face as he let her back his cock out of her throat, but he made her open her mouth wide, his cock sat on her tongue as he stroked it in her mouth. “I want to see my cum fly in your mouth, Sandy. Don’t let any of my precious cum escape.”

He shot jet after jet of cum into her mouth, not as thick as before but just as vile tasting. He pumped his cock into her mouth, masturbating on her tongue and lips. She swallowed two mouthfuls, gulping loudly as it settled in her stomach. Her stomach churned and growled, filled with warm cum.

At last, he was finished, but when she tried to back her head off, he put his hand on the back of her head to keep her from escaping. His limp cock sat in her mouth, her lips tight around the flesh.

“It was enjoyable, Sandy, but you drained all the cum from me. But, before you go, I need to piss and what better place than in your mouth.” He saw the shocked look on her face. “Don’t worry, Sandy. I’ll be a gentleman. I’ll piss just a little bit and give you a chance to swallow it, but don’t take too long, there is more to come. My bladder is full, and pretty soon, your belly will be also. Get ready.”

It became more degrading; he was using her for a toilet. It took only a second before his hot, acrid piss filled her mouth. She gulped and struggled to hold it down as he filled her mouth once again. She swallowed eight times before he was finished. Her belly was filled and she fought not to vomit. He finally left her bound on the floor, hand and foot, waiting, wondering what would be next. She only hoped that Judy and Heather fared better than she did.

 

 

Chapter 11

Harem Trained

Heather was a natural blonde, so she was ideal for Abdul. He was a rich oil refiner in the Mideast, a relative of the sultan. He had more money than his god, but at seventy years old and failing health, his libido was long gone, though he was left with the urge that wouldn’t go away. Michael had the ideal situation for him. It had cost him a pretty penny to fit out the room for him, but it was worth it. Abdul would pay dearly for the unique experience.

Heather’s hands were bound behind her back as she was led down the hallway to her fate. There were two men as her guards, and the guns they carried scared her almost as much as her uncertain fate. Judy and Sandy were led away, just as she was.

Harold ushered her into the room. “In there. They’re waiting for you. I’ll be back when they’re through with you.” He knew that Abdul had more than enough help to keep her in line.

The door closed behind her as she saw the men inside. The most foreboding was a very large man, naked except for a cloth wrapped around his waist and back up through his legs. He had dark skin, huge chest, and arms and thighs thick with muscles that bulged. He wasn’t particular handsome, and his black eyes stared at her. Next to him was a frail man, dressed in a white gown with a robe over it that glistened as if the threads were made of gold. He wore what looked like a turban on his head. Both men were barefoot. He had to be at least in his seventies if not older. His wrinkled hands were pale; his fingers were adorned with gold rings with large stones. His face was hollow and his skin hung loosely on it.

As she looked around the room, she became scared. It was as if the room was out of the old movies, a lavish bed in the center took up so much of it, filled with pillows and had four massive bedposts that stood up majestically and were carved intricately with what looked like serpents. More sinister were the chains that hung down from the ceiling and were also on the walls with leather cuffs on them. There were various wooden structures of some sort, all of them bolted to the floor with iron bolts. On the wall hung a wide assortment of whips and paddles, all of them looked like they would do serious damage. It looked like a harem from centuries ago. “I demand you let me go,” yet her voice trembled in fear as she said it.

“You will demand nothing. I am Abdul, but you’ll address me as Master. Kasim is your keeper and trainer. You are here to serve my pleasure. I am old and can no longer enjoy the flesh of a woman. I get my pleasure differently now, a voyeur you might say. You are a lovely girl, and you will perform various sex acts with Kasim while I watch.”

“I will do no such thing,” she exclaimed with such bravado that it scared her. She wasn’t going to let this dirty old man watch her, and she surely wasn’t going to let that giant of a man touch her. He was old, at least forty years old, and he was far from anyone she would ever go to bed with.

“Look around the room, Heather. Do you think that all the whips and chains are for show? I’ll enjoy watching Kasim convince you to obey. You’ll find that submission is much less painful than the alternative. And I don’t want to hear a word out of your mouth again without addressing me as Master!”

She stared at him defiantly, but she didn’t say a word.

“String her up, Kasim.” He was eager to get going and wanted to see that lovely body naked.

Before she could react to what he said, Kasim was on her. He tossed her as if she were a toy; his large hands grabbed her and threw her to the center of the room. With her arms still bound behind her, she couldn’t do much to fight him. She looked up as she heard the sound of a pulley in the ceiling hum and saw a rope come down from the ceiling. It stopped when it hung in her face.

Kasim tied the rope in a hangman’s noose and saw the terror in her eyes as should be when she was confronted with the threat of being hung. He held her with one hand and slipped the noose around her neck. He tightened the noose until the rope cut into her neck. Abdul pushed the button and the rope began to tighten up. It began to pull her head to the side as the rope around her neck tightened.

“GGLPP! No, don’t hang me!” She felt the rope around her neck tighten and she struggled to breathe.

Abdul stopped pushing the button. Heather’s body was drawn taut, though she still didn’t have to get on her toes yet. That would soon be her next option. “Untie her hands. I want them free.”

She didn’t understand why he wanted her hands untied, but she was grateful. Her fingers began to tingle as the ropes cut off the blood circulation. She wanted to try to take the noose off her neck, but she knew she better not.

“Now, Heather. I want you to undress slowly. Tease me as you do it. Let me long for your body as you reveal it. Just pull each article of clothing out of the way; Kasim will cut it off when you’re finished.”

“No, I can’t, I wouldn’t.”

Abdul smiled smugly as he pushed the button. Her hands went to the rope on her neck but could do nothing but hold it as it pulled her up the slightest bit. He watched her heels leave the ground as she began to get on her tiptoes. “Are you ready now, Heather?”

She gasped as the rope tightened. It wouldn’t be a quick death; he would slowly suffocate her and make her suffer. “Please, don’t do this to me, please!” Then she added, “Master.”

“Are you ready to undress for me, Heather? Or would you like to see how far you can go on your toes before you choke to death.” Abdul enjoyed this part, matching wits with her, to see who would win.

She gulped again and knew she had no choice. He was hanging her and even though her hands were free, she couldn’t stop him. Her hands went to the back of her halter top, hard to do while she was strung up, but she managed to untie the knot. She felt the halter top go slack, but it still hung over her breasts. She looked at him and knew that wasn’t enough. She would have to pull it away and uncover her breasts for both of them to ogle. Then, she remembered he said slowly.

He watched as the young woman slowly pulled the loose garment up in the front; Abdul smiled as she obeyed and did it slowly. First, he saw the soft underside of her firm breasts. She pulled it up a bit higher until more of her full breasts were revealed. She looked at him, her face flushed in shame as she continued to pull it up slowly and sexily. He caught the first glimpse of big brown areolas. He felt the pleasure between his legs, but his cock never grew harder. He was beyond that at his age. It was all in his mind now.

She knew that she was exposing much of her bare breasts, but she couldn’t see down that good to know how much. She felt the halter slide over her nipples and couldn’t stop the tingle and the hardness that shot to them from the touch. She could see by their eyes that her nipples were revealed as they gazed lustily at her. She finally pushed it all the way up to her neck and with one hand held it there. She gulped again as she tried to fill her lungs, but the rope was too tight and constrained her airway. Her only hope was to please them until they removed it, but she knew that she would be naked when that happened. She began to reconcile to her defeat. “Do you like, Master?”

Abdul gazed at her full, firm breasts, big brown areolas surrounded pert, pink nipples. Kasim would love sucking on them, and no matter how much she fought, Kasim was good at his job. She would beg for his cock before he was done with her. “You’re learning your place in life, Heather. Now, the cutoff jeans. They barely cover anything so show me.”

She had to let the halter top go, and it fell over her breasts to cover them as her hands went to her cutoffs. She unsnapped the button, and her fingers had to stretch far down to draw the zipper down. Then, she remembered slow as she parted the two sides of the opening of her jeans to reveal the flimsy panties that she wore. She waited a moment before she pushed them down, hard to get them over her hips, they were so tight, but she managed to get them down until they fell to her knees.

“Turn around; let me see your ass, Heather.”

It was hard to obey, turning around while on her toes with a rope around her neck, but she took tiny steps until her back was to them. She knew that her ass was exposed; the thong did little to hide her, only the thin string tucked between her cheeks.

“Very nice, Heather. Clench and unclench your cheeks. Make them dance for me.”

It was a humiliating spectacle he made her perform. She tightened her cheeks then relaxed them, alternating one or the other as her buttocks clenched and unclenched. He didn’t tell her to stop for a long time. She felt her pussy muscles clench in unison and couldn’t help the dampness between her legs. He finally told her to stop.

“Turn around and slip your panties down. I want to see your cunt.”

She tiptoed back around to face them, seeing them stare at her lewdly. Now, she would have to reveal the last of her treasures, then she feared what would be next. She looked at Kasim, but with the cloth around his middle, she couldn’t tell if he wasn’t very big between his legs or the material hid it. She slipped her fingers into the waistband of her panties and slowly peeled them down over her hips. She felt the string pull from between her cheeks and then her panties slid down to rest on the top of her cutoffs. She stood there almost naked. She used one hand to hold up her halter top again to reveal her breasts to them. “Is this what you want, Master?” Her head was dizzy from lack of air, and she didn’t know how much longer she could stand on her toes. If they cramped, her feet would fall flat to the floor and she was afraid she would choke to death before they could release the noose. Or if they would even try.

“You have a lovely body, Heather. Kasim is going to enjoy it, and I’ll enjoy watching him take you and train you to please.” He turned to Kasim. “Cut her clothes off, she won’t need them.”

It wasn’t a small knife that Kasim had in his hand; it was almost a sword. It was a foot long and curved, the blade glistened in the light and looked razor sharp. It shredded her clothes in seconds, until they fell to the ground in tiny strips of material.

“Now, just some gentle persuasion so we don’t have to do this again when you fail to do as I say.”

“No, please, Master. I did as you said.”

“This will give you a taste of what will happen.” He saw the shocked look on her face. These Americans are so spoiled. She probably was never spanked, never mind whipped or cane. She will learn.

“The rattan cane, Kasim. I think ten should do it. It will make her move lively beneath you when her ass is striped. But don’t cut the skin too much.”

Kasim got a rattan cane from the rack. A thicker one would do more permanent damage, but this one had a good spring to it. It would burn nicely when it struck. He moved behind her. Abdul let the rope down just enough so she didn’t have to balance on her toes, not wanting to choke her. This way, she would be able to dance for them.

“Begin,” Abdul waited breathlessly.

“Thump!” The cane hit her across both buttocks, compressing the flesh into the bone. It took a second and then the pain raced to her brain. “OOOOOOOWWWW!” Heather was sure that the cane branded her ass, burning all the way down to the center of her being.

“One. Another, Kasim. Find a new spot where the skin is soft and tender.”

“Thuuddd!” This blow was harder and caught her just below the last one. The pain was intense, her buttocks rippled in pain. She spun around, struggling not to choke herself while she tried to resolve the burning pain in her buttocks. Her ear-piercing scream rang out in the room, bouncing off the walls. “OOOOWWWW!” Heather struggled with the pain, not sure, that she could survive ten blows of the cane and not choke herself.

“Two, good job, Kasim. Make her dance for me.”

Kasim went to work on her, no longer needing Abdul to count them; Heather was doing that on her own with each scream. He laddered her buttocks from top to bottom. By the time he got to where her buttocks met her thighs, it was eight. Here, he found the soft, supple flesh of her thighs and the cane smacked the flesh with a resounding thud that made her dance around in circles for Abdul’s pleasure. He loved the sound of beating flesh, but he got no sexual gratification from it. He did as Abdul ordered him to, taking the girls he found in all the perverse ways Abdul wished he could.

She felt the cane beat her flesh so close to her pussy, fearing he would strike her there. He continued to beat her flesh, and her buttocks were one maze of pain. Finally, he was finished. She didn’t know whether she would be able to sit down again.

“Now, Heather, you can see how serious I am. Are you ready to obey my every wish and perform all the acts that I require of you?”

“Yes, Master, please, don’t cane or whip me. I’ll do what you want.” She was afraid of what perversions he or Kasim would commit on her body, but she couldn’t take another beating. She would have to survive this in the only way possible, submitting to his sexual demands.

“Sit over here, Heather.” He sat across from the couch, pulling up a wooden chair to sit on it. He watched as she tried to sit on the couch demurely, but that was difficult when she was naked. She put her hands on her knees, her legs tightly together, but she left her breasts naked for him. “Yes, you will do everything I ask of you. Kasim, come over here.”

Kasim knew what he wanted, he had done this a dozen times, but this one was a foreign beauty, not like the women he got in their country. Heather was being forced and Abdul loved that aspect of it. Kasim moved next to her. He put one foot up on the couch beside her. She didn’t look at him. One hand slid down to the cloth around his groin, and he fished out his cock. It wasn’t hard yet, but she would soon make it that way. He grabbed the back of her head with one hand, and with the other hand, he held his cock out in front of her face.

“Suck his cock, Heather, and get him hard.” Abdul felt the excitement grow in his head as Kasim drew her mouth onto his cock.

He took out his cock unashamedly in front of her, still limp and lifeless. She felt his hand on her head, and at that moment, Abdul told of his desires. It was a shameful and disgusting act he wanted her to perform, Kasim not the least bit excited. She would have to do all the work and make his cock grow in her mouth, unsure how big he would become when she made him excited. His cock came closer and then, she felt his limp flesh on her lower lip.

“Open your mouth and take me in.” Kasim pushed her head down farther until his cock began to slip through her soft lips.

He pushed her onto his cock and the limp flesh filled her mouth until her lips were pressed up against his stiff, black pubic hairs. She didn’t know what to do. The only two times she had taken a man’s cock in her mouth, they were both already excited. Kasim’s cock sat limply on her tongue, not moving.

Abdul moved the chair so he could be next to the both of them. He looked at Heather, her mouth filled with cock, and she looked like she was kissing his belly. He replaced Kasim’s hand on the back of her head. “Suck him with your mouth, Heather. I want to see you lips moving along with your tongue. Rub over it, get Kasim hard for you.”

He held her head as she began to nibble at his cock. Her lips moved, sucking his limp flesh as her tongue stirred on his cock and tried to bring it to life. It was degrading for her, both men watched her as she sucked his lifeless cock.

“How is she doing, Kasim? Is she sucking you?”

“She has a hot mouth, tight lips. I can feel them nibble at my cock as if she were gnawing on an ear of corn. Her wet tongue visits my cock with such pleasure. She will be good as soon as I train her.”

The more she nibbled, the more she felt his cock begin to grow. It was no longer limp and lifeless; her lips and tongue urged it to life. It extended, sliding over her wet tongue as it began to fill her mouth, but Abdul held her head pressed up against Kasim’s abdomen. She feared what would happen if he grew too big. There was only one place for his cock to go and that was down her throat. She had never taken a man’s cock in her throat; that was for porn movies, not real life. Abdul began to move her head from side to side, as Kasim’s cock grew. Not only the length, but also the girth of it began to stretch her lips. She could feel the shaft now, hard and throbbing, thick veins filled with pulsating blood ran up the shaft.

“MMMGG,” she mumbled, as his cock grew longer and pushed to the back of her mouth. Abdul guided her head, side to side, but still refused to let her back off even as the head of the cock threatened her throat.

“Don’t back off, Heather. You’ll take all of his cock that you make hard before I’ll let you pull off. Then, you can suck him. You’re going to show him how well you can do it. When he is ready, you’ll swallow all his cum.” He watched as her cheeks began to swell under Kasim’s growing cock that filled them. He felt her struggle against his hand, but he wouldn’t give an inch.

It was shameful, her tongue and lips were what made him hard, yet she had to suffer the consequences of her actions. Her mouth began to fill, her lips stretched as Abdul watched her degrading performance and Kasim enjoyed her mouth. The head of his cock began to push harder against the small hole of her throat. It couldn’t fit, too big as it grew, but she had no choice, her head held submissively still. “GGLLPP!” Her muffled gag brought tears to her eyes, and her mouth opened wider when she choked. She felt it; his cock began to slip inside. It couldn’t, it wouldn’t fit, but then she felt the head slip further inside her throat. Her throat muscles fought the invasion, but nothing could keep it out. “GGLLOOBBB!” She gagged louder this time, more cock fed into her throat when it opened up from her choking. It burned as it slid down her gullet, millimeter by painful millimeter.

“I can see the way your throat flutters that you are beginning to swallow his cock. I knew you could. Keep those lips moving, your tongue washing it down and keeping it wet. It will slide easier into your throat.” Abdul couldn’t keep his eyes off Heather as she was forced to suck and swallow Kasim’s cock.

Her stomach turned as she struggled not to vomit, feeling as if his cock was a snake and it was trying to burrow into her stomach. Her lips were stretched so wide that she thought he would tear them with his cock, but she couldn’t do anything but suck and lick in spite of making him bigger and thicker.

“She is a delight, Abdul. Her throat muscles flutter along my cock and her hot mouth traps the rest of me while her tongue works magic on the shaft. She is very good. OOOHHH,” he cried out in pleasure. “She got all of the head in her throat, it’s like a blast furnace inside, and her muscles crush it in a velvet vise. I need to have her begin sucking me as I need to cum in her mouth.”

Heather never felt such relief as when Abdul let go of her head. It was hard to back her mouth off his cock. It was jammed so tightly in her throat that it refused to pull free. Finally, it popped out with a loud sound, her mouth flooded with spit. She backed off until half of his cock was outside her lips, but the rest split her lips and shoved in deep. He was big, over seven inches and the girth stretched her lips in the corners. As much as she wanted to enjoy the freedom of his cock no longer in her throat, she knew she had to finish performing this foul act. She began to suck his cock as best as she knew how. Now that his cock was no longer in her throat, he leaked his foul-tasting cum onto her tongue, and as she licked him, it only made it worse.

“Back and forth, take him deep, Heather. Give him pleasure. Keep your tongue moving over the shaft and head, lick up his leaking cum and drink it down. Yes, I can see that you are good at this. I bet you love having a big cock in your mouth.”

She did as he ordered her, the head of the cock slammed into the back of her throat, but she pulled back off it, her tongue lavishing such attention on the shaft to keep him from wanting to shove it down her throat again. Kasim put his hand on her head and guided her, his hips shoved back and forth, more frenzied now. She knew he wouldn’t last much longer. As much as she hated taking a mouthful of cum, she had to end this dreadful act.

“Take it deeper, Heather. All the way down; that’s it, yes, suck me.” His balls slapped against her chin his thrusts so powerful. When he pushed in hard, the head of his cock jammed into her throat, holding her head and jerking it from side to side, as he corkscrewed his slick head into her throat as she struggled beneath the onslaught of her mouth.

She gagged and choked once again, but this time, he pulled back out and then began to fuck her mouth. His actions grew frantic, his heavy ball sack slammed into her chin with such power.

“When he cums, don’t swallow it until I tell you to, Heather. I want you to show it to me.”

Kasim was ready, her tight lips and tongue had put him on the edge. “Yes, that’s it; I’m going to cum, NOOOOWW!” He shoved in hard, his cock slid over her tongue, and as it did, he spewed out a powerful spurt of cum. He didn’t stop to savor the moment; his hips drove his cock in and out, as he came continually, load after load of cum that he had built up, into her soft mouth.

She never let a man cum in her mouth, so it surprised her that he was so profuse. She struggled to contain it all in her mouth while he continued to fill it until her cheeks began to balloon to contain the thick crème. It covered her tongue, teeth and gums with the pasty crème, salty and acrid. She finally felt his cock grow softer but nothing like when his cock was limp. It was semi-hard, and she knew that he would get it up again, fearing what he would do with it when it was hard.

Abdul waited until Kasim pulled his cock from her mouth, her sweet, pink lips covered with a sheen of drying cum. “Open your mouth and stick out your tongue. Show me all the cum inside.”

She tilted her head back to keep it from escaping, opening wide, as she pushed her tongue out. She could feel and taste all of the thick cum on it.

“Yes, now drink it down; savor its flavor and texture. There will be much more for your belly before you are done.” He watched as she struggled to swallow it all; her throat moved as his cum slowly sank into her gullet. “Now, take him back in your mouth and lick the cum off his cock. Clean him.”

She had to do it, opening her mouth as her lips slid along the slick, cum-covered cock. Her tongue gathered up the last of the cum from his cock, rubbing back and forth over the smooth, slick head and incited him to shoot out the last of the cum from his balls. When she finished, his cock had grown hard once again.

“Time to fuck her, Kasim. The bed is big, so you can show her all the positions that she can be fucked.”

Kasim led her over to the bed, stripping off the cloth around his middle as he held his cock out in front of him. “On your back and spread your legs. Show me that lovely pussy.”

She had no choice, lying on her back; she drew up her knees and then bent her legs until her pussy opened up. Abdul moved over to the bed so he could observe in close detail her sexual demise by Kasim.

“Eat her, Kasim; see how she tastes.”

She didn’t expect that. She knew that he would fuck her, but she didn’t want to get excited from it. She had no choice as he crawled between her legs. She felt his rough fingers touch her pussy lips, and then, he yanked them apart so Abdul could see her intimately. He didn’t stop pulling them until they ached.

“Look at that pink pussy glisten, Kasim. I think she grows wet at the thought of your massive cock inside her. Lick her, get her real wet and aroused so she will fuck you back.”

She struggled as Kasim began to lick her pussy; his fingers kept her lips pulled open as his face pushed between her lips. His tongue made broad swatches up and down her lips, licking the soft, inner lips as she fought the urge to grow wet with desire. His tongue drove her crazy, licking all the way up to her clit until he had it standing out hard and throbbing. Her body shuddered in pleasure when he sucked her clit deep into his mouth and she felt his wet, hot tongue lick it salaciously. Not even two fingers that pushed into her pussy could dampen her growing lust, feeling them stretch her for something much bigger.

“She sucked you, Kasim; it looks as though she is enjoying the way you reciprocate. But, it is time to fuck. Climb on that lovely body and feed her your cock. Show her how to please you with her pussy.”

She felt his large, muscular body descend on her soft flesh. Her naked breasts pushed into his chest, and she felt the hairs on his chest rub her nipples to such hardness. He pushed her legs out wider, and she groaned when he placed the head of his cock at the entrance of her pussy. He was big and hard; she had made him that way. His hips began to move, slowly back and forth, and she felt his cock begin to penetrate her. Her insides were forced open by the big head, but he had made her wet, and the smooth, domed head of his cock finally forced its way inside. She gasped when he filled her, her insides clenched on the invader, but he already began to move and drove another inch of cock inside her.

Abdul got so he could look between them and watch as Kasim fed her his cock. “Yes, he’s big, Heather. Take him in, welcome his cock into your pussy.”

“OOOHHH,” but she didn’t know whether to protest his penetration or welcome him. He filled her as she was never filled before. He kept driving in and out, feeding her inch after inch until the head of his cock bottomed out inside her. His cock twitched in excitement, but he didn’t stay still to enjoy the pleasure. He withdrew it, drawing his cock and her insides out with it. Then, he was back in, harder and faster until his ass rose up and down as he fucked her relentlessly.

“She takes your organ well, Kasim. Turn her on her side so you can drive it harder into her.”

She found her body turned on her side. Kasim yanked one leg so high up, it felt like he would tear her crotch. Then, he shoved his cock inside her with such force that it took her breath away. He began to fuck her once again, driving back and forth, to fill her as Abdul watched intensely. He was unmerciful. Most of her lovers were over within minutes, but Kasim seemed to grow stronger and thicker the more he fucked. He was like a machine, Abdul’s fucking machine.

“Legs over your shoulders now, Kasim. Don’t let her ass touch the bed.”

Kasim threw her on her back but grabbed both of her ankles and yanked them up so high that she was rolled in two. He pushed each leg on a shoulder, and then, his hands cupped her buttocks as he thrust back in. He pounded her pussy this way while Abdul got his pleasure from watching.

“Fuck her like a dog, Kasim. I want to see her cute ass arched up high in the air as you spear her from behind.”

She hated to be fucked doggy style, so exposing and degrading, but Kasim would have nothing but her submission as she was forced to her hands and knees. His hands pulled on her hips until her ass arched up submissively, his hand on her back pushed down until her face hit the soft pillow, facing Abdul so he could see her shame. He slapped her inner thighs until she spread her legs wide, and then, he fucked in hard as he grabbed her hair to pull her back onto his cock when she tried to escape the painful penetration.

“Peel her cheeks apart; I want to see her ass hole as you fuck her.”

That was the most humiliating thing they had done to her. The caning was painful enough, but this was the shame when her buttocks were yanked apart by sheer forced and she felt her anus spread open as the fingers dug into her flesh. She was on display for all to see, from her pussy that had his cock continually fucking her, to the spasms in her anus as his fingers touched the small hole. Her head was yanked back as Kasim used her hair as reins and forced her to take the punishing thrusts of his cock that hammered against her cervix and rocked her body. Her breasts hung beneath her, swaying erotically as she took the sharp jabs of his cock in her pussy.

“American’s love cowboys. Let her ride you like one, Kasim.”

Kasim pulled out of her and pushed her out of the way. He lay down on his back, and with one hand, held his cock up until it pointed straight up. “Climb on, Heather. Show me how you can fuck. I’ll lie here and you’ll give me my pleasure.”

Heather had never been on top before, crawling up his body, her legs on either side of his body until she reached his hips. She reached down between her legs and grabbed his cock by the shaft. Kasim pulled his hand away, and she felt his organ twitching in excitement as her fingers curled around the shaft to keep it upright and hard. She sat up higher and poised her pussy over his cock. She lowered herself gently. When she felt the head touch the opening of her pussy, she rubbed it back and forth to gather up her juices to make the entry easier. Then, she began to sit down on it. She never felt anything like it before. It was as though she sat on a sword. His cock stretched her as he filled her. She began to move back up then down, releasing his cock now that half of it was trapped inside her.

“Take him all the way in, then I want to see you work over his cock with your pussy muscles.”

She finally took him all in. She stopped for a second to grow accustomed to having such a big cock in her at this angle, but she saw Abdul grow impatient. She began to move her hips, back and forth, never releasing his cock as she made her pussy muscles clench on the throbbing organ. Kasim’s hands rose up and began to caress her breasts and pinch her nipples as she fucked him; Heather was shamed that she felt a growing desire between her legs.

Abdul watched her fuck Kasim, her hips moved urgently and he could see the determined look on her face as she pleasured Kasim with her pussy.

“She drives me crazy with desire, Abdul. Her pussy milks my cock with such pleasure.”

Abdul stood up and went behind Heather so she couldn’t see as he lubricated his fingers. He climbed on the bed next to Heather and saw the shocked look on her face as he joined them. “Pay attention to Kasim, not me. Fuck him and make him cum.”

She sped up her attack on Kasim’s cock, wanting to end this; afraid of what Abdul might do on the bed with the two of them. She couldn’t stop Abdul as one hand slid down her belly and his fingers found the top of her slit. Her clit was defenseless, sticking out hard and throbbing. His fingers found it, and he was soon rubbing it in sync with her hips. She hated that it felt so good.

Once Abdul found her clit, his other hand went behind her. The second his hand touched her ass, she jumped and looked at him in fear. “Keep fucking; don’t bother with me.”

She feared his hand on her ass, even more when she felt his fingers in her crack. They were wet and cold, something was on them. They slid down her crack leaving a wet track of what had to be lubricant, and she jerked away from the tip of his finger when it sat heavily on her anus, but it only made her drive her pussy harder onto Kasim’s cock. “No, not there.”

“You ever had a cock up your ass, Heather. It’s so tiny, I suspect not.”

“No, never,” she cried out, but the finger became more insistent, pushing into the center of her anus until she felt her anal ring begin to stretch open. It didn’t hurt; it was just humiliating to have him touch her there.

“How about a finger, Heather?” He didn’t wait for an answer; either way, it would be true now. He pushed with his finger and felt her muscles give one last try to keep him out. She failed; his finger too strong and slick. He felt her hot insides suck up the tip of his finger until it pushed hard against the soft walls of her rectum.

“AAAAHHHH!” His finger violated her ass, pushing in like a small animal that nibbled on her insides. He pushed it from side to side, stretching her and teasing her anal muscles. Now, her pussy and anal muscles began to clench in sync with each other, as Heather was penetrated front and back by cock and finger. She could do nothing to stop it; her hips grinding back and forth only filled each hole as she moved.

Kasim wouldn’t last much longer, enjoying her clenching too much. “Give her two fingers, Abdul, and have her make me cum.”

She knew what he meant, and it took only seconds before a second finger joined the first. It spread her anal ring so wide that she thought it might tear, but she took it in with only some slight burning. The fingers twisted and turned in her guts, feeling the hard knuckles stretch and push against her resisting muscles, but they succeeded in going knuckle deep. He twisted them from side to side to make her feel every bit of them. She grew tired of fucking, but she gave it one last burst of energy, fucking him and squeezing his cock with everything she had, grunting loudly.

He knew it when he felt her ass muscles grip his fingers so tight he could barely pull them out of her hot, tight ass hole. Kasim shot up with his hips, trying to drive his cock through her as he came. Abdul could smell his cum as he shot his load in her pussy.

The fingers and cock pushed in so deep that it felt like they were trying to meet somewhere in the middle. Then, Kasim came; Heather milked him to end her misery as load after load of cum filled her pussy. Abdul ground his fingers in her ass, stretching her, but she knew it would soon end. Finally, Abdul pulled his fingers out of her ass and she felt Kasim’s cock begin to shrink.

Before Abdul got off the bed, he pushed the two fingers that were up her ass into her face. “Lick them clean then do the same to Kasim’s cock.”

She almost vomited when he pushed his two soiled fingers in her mouth and she had to lick them clean and swallow the spit. Then, Kasim pulled her head down between his legs, and her mouth was forced onto his wet cock. He pulled her all the way down until her face was pushed into his cum-covered pubic hairs as she licked and sucked on his cock. Even when it was clean, he didn’t let her back off his cock.

“Get it hard again, Heather. This time, it’s going up your ass. I got it nice and lubricated, and I felt the way you tightened your ass muscles. Kasim will enjoy all the pleasure that your ass has to offer, and he’ll reward you with a load of cum in your ass hole.” Abdul loved to see a woman, especially a virgin, get sodomized.

It just kept getting worse for Heather. Her mouth went to work on his cock, all in preparation for him to get hard enough so he could sodomize her with his big cock. Two fingers were humiliating enough, but his cock would be more than shameful; it would be painful; she would have to stretch to take anything that thick and long.

Kasim lay back and let her mouth do all the work. She was getting good at making him hard again. He loved training Abdul’s women; just a little pain was enough to get them to do anything. “Yes, worship my cock with your mouth. I know you love it. Get it hard so I can fuck deep in your ass hole.”

She felt his cock grow in her mouth, and she felt the wetness on her anus. He would soon force his cock into her tiny hole, and she feared he would tear her. Her only hope was that it would be the last hole he would fuck, or she hoped it would be. She was afraid that Abdul would want more from her.

“Tie her down on the bed. Face down and spread to the four corners.” Abdul wanted her to be ass fucked while bound.

“No, please, not that. I’ll spread out for you, just please, don’t tie me up.” She feared what they might do if she was bound.

“Get in the center of the bed and lay face down. Kasim will take care of tying you up. You’ll love it, Heather. Bound, you can do nothing but take his thrusts up your ass and your only hope for relief is to pleasure him with your ass until he cums in you.”

Heather had no choice. She lay down on the bed but kept her arms at her sides and her legs together. It took only a few minutes for Kasim to come back to the bed and throw a pile of rope on the bed, each one cut meticulously.

Kasim went to work. He grabbed one arm and tied her wrist with the rope. He pulled the end of the rope around the bedpost and pulled it until her arm was yanked out far. Then, he worked on the other arm, tying the wrist tight. He loved the grunt he got from her when he spread it and tied it tight. The bed was big, and he made sure that he pulled her arms until they could go no further without him yanking them out of the sockets. If she thought this was bad, wait until he got to her legs.

Heather thought he would tear her arms when he pulled so tight. As he pulled the rope, the rope dug into her wrists and she could feel tingling in her fingers as she lost circulation to them. Her face was smashed into the bed.

Kasim grabbed one of her slim ankles. He tied the rope on it. This is the part he loved the best. “Relax your muscles; it’ll make it easier.”

That’s easy for him to say, but he grabbed her ankle and yanked it hard to one side of the bed. Then, he pulled it down toward the large bedpost. He ran the rope around it and then began to pull, her legs forced to open wide. With her other leg not bound, it wasn’t too bad, but that would change when he went to work on the other leg. Then, he would split her up the middle. She felt all the muscles in one leg grow taut as he pulled it too hard. “Please, not so far, it hurts.” She looked at him, but all he did was grin back at her as he tied the knot.

“Now for the best part, Heather. I’ll enjoy this.” He grabbed her other ankle and felt her tense up. He yanked hard on it and won, pulling her leg to the bedpost, the rope around her ankle secured. He put the rope around the bedpost and waited until Abdul got into position. He enjoyed being between her legs when Kasim spread the women. He began to pull the rope and her leg began to spread.

“No, too wide, no more,” she begged, but both men were more interested at what they uncovered when Kasim spread her legs. She felt her buttocks part, and then, her pussy opened up. “NNNNOOO MOOORREE,” she groaned. It felt like her crotch was going to split open and Kasim didn’t stop.

Kasim finally got her into the position he enjoyed, as well as Abdul. His eyes were fixed on her anus. The tiny hole began to open up by the wide spread of her legs. “Yes, that’s good. Now, a pillow underneath you to push you up a bit to make it easier for me.”

He pushed a pillow underneath her, but that only made the spread of her legs ache more as it pushed her ass up in the air. She could feel the way it exposed her fully to the men. She looked at Kasim’s cock, and it had grown harder and longer. It was going to be painful to take that thick cock up her ass. At least he stroked it with a lubricant until it glistened. She felt the bed sink as he got on. He crawled between her widespread legs. She could barely see him; her head turned to the side but pushed into the mattress.

He kneeled between her legs, and then, he began to lie across her lovely ass thrust up so conveniently for him. He didn’t have to pull her cheeks apart; they were spread wide and her tiny anus already began to open up to welcome his cock. He began to rub the slick head of his cock over her anus and heard her moan. “Yes, it’s big and your ass hole is so tiny, Heather. But, you’ll be surprised how much you’ll stretch open once I am fully inside you.”

It felt like a giant rock pushed against her anus. She felt his large body descend upon her, fearing he would suffocate her before he would spear her to death with his cock. She felt the wet head of his cock rub her, and then, he began to press down. It began to have success. Abdul had shoved two fingers in her bowels and greased her up and Kasim at least lubricated his cock. She felt the spasms in her tiny hole and her anal ring began to stretch like a rubber band.

Kasim kept his fingers wrapped around the shaft while he tried to breach her virgin hole and keep his cock rigid enough to penetrate her without bending. “Open up; don’t fight me!” He pushed harder and grunted from the exertion.

Her anal ring began to burn as her ring opened up much wider than Abdul’s two fingers had stretched it. She thought she would tear to accept him, bracing for the pain, which only made it harder for him to enter her. Then, suddenly, it happened. “OOOWWW!” It hurt when her anal ring was forced wide and the slick head of his cock began to slide in. Unable to stop the sloped head from opening her wider, he pushed into her rectum before her muscles could try to stop him. Her anal muscles clenched uncontrollably as it fought the intruder, but it only made it tighter as they gripped the head of his cock and her anal ring snapped tight just below the thick ridge and trapped it inside her rectum. She felt his cock jerk in pleasure, forcing her muscles to clench, which only made him more excited.

“How do you like it, Heather? He’s big, isn’t he? He’s stretching that tight, little ass hole.” Abdul taunted her as he looked down between Kasim and Heather. Kasim’s cock jutted out her ass hole, just the head was missing, but there were at least six inches of cock left to bury into her ass hole. “He’ll take you smooth and deep once he fills you for the first time. That way, you can feel it, and he’ll last a long time fucking your ass. Get ready; he’s going to start shoving the rest of his cock up your ass. It’ll feel like it’s coming out your mouth.”

Kasim couldn’t wait any longer. Her hot, tight ass hole sucked up the head of his cock and her muscles rippled along his cock. It felt good, but he wanted all of his cock in the tight, hot blanket of her guts. She would have to stretch to take him all, but he cared little except for his pleasure. “Push back and let me in, Heather.” He didn’t wait for her; he shoved with his hips, grunting as he fed another inch of cock inside her, before her clenching muscles stopped him. He pulled back until the head of his cock threatened to pull free then changed directions and shoved hard with his hips. “AAAAHHHH!” He cried out in pleasure as he shoved another inch of cock back inside her.

She was stretched from the inside, his cock big and throbbed as it bore into her like a giant snake. She could do nothing but lie there, spread and impaled as Kasim began to rip his cock up and down her bowels. Each time he pulled back, her insides collapsed around his cock, only to stretch open again when he bore back inside her. It felt like she was swallowing his cock, filling her like a Sunday dinner, her stomach cramped around his cock when he went in too fast or deep. She didn’t think she would survive taking him. He would kill her with his cock.

“Good job, Kasim. Make her take it all. Drive all of your cock into the darkest depths of her bowels.” Abdul loved watching Kasim’s cock pull out then rip back in as she gasped in pain beneath him. “You have half of it now, Heather. But, there is more to go. Much more. Fuck her ass, Kasim. Show her who the Master is.”

It took long, painful minutes until Kasim lay his sweat-drenched body on hers. His cock was fully embedded in her intestines. It was humiliating to be taken like this, but bound and spread, she had no choice. His cock danced excitedly in her intestines, stretching the elastic walls with painful regularity. Her anal ring stretched tight around the shaft of his cock, and his balls hung between her legs. Unlike her pussy, her ass hole was long and took every inch of cock before he was pleased. “No, don’t move,” she cried out when she felt him begin to draw his cock out of her ass. It was so intense, feeling squishy and wet as he withdrew. He began the slow withdrawal, dragging her guts out behind his cock. “OOOOHHHH!” It felt like it would never finish coming out. How many inches of cock did he shove up my ass? Finally, her anal ring snapped around the head, but he continued to withdraw, stretching her ring as it felt like he would pull it from her body.

“Smooth and deep, Kasim. Let her feel your power.” Abdul watched as Kasim changed direction and used all his body weight to press his cock back into her ass hole with one thrust.

“OOOWWW!” It felt twice as big and three times as long as his cock stretched and teased at her insides when he shoved back in. He was relentless, her muscles sent into uncontrollable spasms, but they couldn’t fight the deep penetration, beaten into submission by his thick cock. Inch after inch bore into her, her stomach cramped around his cock, but he probably only felt the pleasure of her tight muscles on his cock.

His ass rose up and down as he began to fuck her. True to Abdul’s words, he fucked her smooth but deep, taking her fully, penetrating her into the depths of her bowels. He enjoyed the way her muscles clung to his cock, her hot, tight hole felt like a vise around his cock. He was built for endurance. She had drained his cock before, so he would fuck her long and pleasurably before he dumped his cum into her ass hole. And Abdul had a surprise for her, something she wasn’t expecting.

It felt like he was trying to drive his cock through her and into the bed with each thrust. Her stomach cramped around his cock as he continued to tear into her guts. Abdul giggled with pleasure as he watched her get ass fucked unmercifully. It was fifteen minutes later, the grease had worn off Kasim’s cock, but he continued to drive his cock in and out of her ass hole. Then, she saw Abdul kneel next to her head. He opened up his pants and pulled out his limp cock.

“Take it in your mouth and suck it, Heather.” Abdul put his cock in her mouth, and as he felt her lips tighten around the head, he felt the first inklings of pleasure. “Use your tongue.”

It was shameful to have his limp cock in her mouth, but she performed as he wanted. She felt it grow a bit harder but not much. Abdul began to stroke the shaft of his cock, jerking it off in her mouth, and she feared he would cum in her mouth.

It was another ten minutes before it happened. Abdul was the first to cry out. His hand jerked his cock so hard that his hand bashed into her lips. Then, she felt it; hot cum leaked in her mouth. It was terrible, thin and acrid, as though he had pissed, not cummed. She gulped it down quickly to rid it from her mouth, but then Kasim drove his cock so deep that it felt like he punctured her guts. His cock twitched and jumped, and then, she felt the shameful wetness as he spewed hot cum in a hole that was not destined for such a thing. Her muscles went into spasms, drawing more and more cum out. She finally felt relief when Abdul’s wet, limp cock slid from her lips. Kasim’s cock lay in her ass; her muscles finally began to push it out. She was able to squeeze his cock out of her ass finally. She lay bound on the bed, afraid of what they might do next, but they left her alone. They finally had her enough; all of her holes breached by Kasim’s cock and even Abdul dumped his foul cum in her mouth. She only hoped the others did better than she did. She wondered what their fate would be. Will they let us go or is this just the beginning?

 

 

Chapter 12

Reunited

Jessica was pushed into a room and the door closed behind her. She tried the doorknob, but it was locked. The room was pitch black. She walked slowly around the room, hugging the walls with her hands. It wasn’t that big of a room, the walls empty with no furniture around the edges. She crawled around the floor, afraid of bumping into something, but the only thing she found was a mattress. After finding nothing for half an hour, she went back to the mattress and curled up into a ball. She was still naked and she had dried cum and sweat on her body. She began to sob softly.

Madison was pushed into the same room with Jessica but from the other side. The men turned off the light so nothing shone into the room that held Jessica and now Madison. They closed the door and locked it. Madison could hear someone in the room. “Leave me alone, not again!” Madison cried out in fear.

“Madison, is that you,” Jessica sobbed, sure that was her sister’s voice. “Yes, yes, over here, crawl on the floor until you reach the mattress.

It took a minute before Madison could find her way, the darkness made it difficult to know which way she was going. Finally, she found the mattress and could hear Jessica’s whimpers. She reached out and found, Jessica, hugging her, both of them still naked. “Are you okay, Jessica, did they hurt you?”

She began to sob louder as she let the words spill out of her mouth, though all she felt was shame at what was done to her. “He was so old. He whipped me until I undressed for him. Then, he strung me up by my nipples. They still hurt where the clamps bit into them. He played with my pussy and I couldn’t help it, I had to cum for him. It was hard to do; he put a finger in my ass while he played with my pussy. He made a video of it and made me jerk him off while he watched what he did to me.” She whimpered louder as all of the humiliating acts she performed for him came back to her head. “Then, he took my virginity but not before he took my mouth again. He was so old that his cock was limp and lifeless. It was disgusting to have it in my mouth. I didn’t let any boy inside me, and then, I ended up losing my virginity to a dirty, old man with a lifeless cock. It hurt when he took me, and he made me ride him until he came in me and soiled me with his foul seed.” She cried louder as the words of her lost virginity sounded much worse when it was out of her mouth. “He still wasn’t finished. I had to take him back in my mouth and wash off my virgin blood and his cum until he got hard again. Then, he did the most degrading thing. He put his cock in my ass. It hurt, more than his fingers. He finally came, but his cock was in my mouth for the last time, cleaning his soiled cock with my tongue.” She spent so much time spilling her guts that she forgot about Madison. She was naked, so she must have suffered a similar fate. She only hoped it wasn’t as bad as what she experienced. But, then she remembered, two men took her out. “What did they do to you?”

Madison hated what happened to her sister, but she expected as much. These men were cruel and heartless. They paid for their pleasure and didn’t care that it was unlawful or immoral. They thought they were beyond the law. “They had me tied up most of the time. It was terrible; I was stripped naked and bound for them, and they did such degrading things to me. They not only abused me, but they whipped and spanked me. Not only on my ass, but also between my legs. It was cruel to hit me in such a delicate place, but they enjoyed it. They were older, but not old like the one that took you. They were big and virile, and they punished me with their hard cocks. I wasn’t a virgin, at least in my pussy, but I was never fucked as they did to me. They didn’t make love; they only wanted their pleasure from me, and when they hurt me, they grew more excited.” Her voice was hoarse as she told her humiliating story. “They strung me up again between two posts, my body spread in a big ‘X’. Then, they both took me. It was terrible, one in the front and the other in my backside. It felt like one giant cock was between my legs.” She stopped again as the memories came back to her again. “I had to suck them both while they sat and drank beer. It was terrible; I thought they would never finish.”

She had two of them in her at once. Jessica wondered what that would be like. At least they were virile. Chester had made her cum, but it was from his hands. What would it feel like if two cocks were inside of me? Would I cum, in spite of being forced? Madison didn’t say if she got any pleasure and Jessica was afraid to ask. “Have you seen Mom?”

“No, and not Dad either. I’m afraid he didn’t survive the shipwreck.” Madison wasn’t hopeful that they would get out of here. They had seen the men’s faces, and these were men that were rich and ruthless. They wouldn’t take the chance of being caught. To them, life meant very little as long as it wasn’t their life.

“We’re not going to get out of here, are we, Madison?” It was the first time that she had lost all hope.

“I don’t know, but we’ll have to do what we can to stay alive. That means more of what we just did. I know its humiliating and degrading, but the better we perform for them, the more we become valuable.” They hugged each other in the dark.

 

Harold and two other men went to get Jessica and Madison. They would be needed soon, so Michael wanted them cleaned up. When they opened the door, they were greeted with two naked, young women embracing on the mattress.

“Get up if you want to take a shower and clean up.”

“Come on, Jessica. At least we’ll be clean for a bit.” They were led down a hallway until they got to communal showers. The men stood outside and watched them, but the water felt so good on their battered bodies that it didn’t make any difference. Too many men had seen them naked to make much of a difference now. Jessica was surprised that they were allowed to dry their hair, but they were given no clothes. Only a dog collar around their necks, each one embossed with a number. Jessica was number two and Madison was number three. They suspected their mother was number one. The men attached leashes to the collars, and they were yanked down the corridor once again, naked and clean.

“Where is she going?” Madison asked as one man took Jessica down another hallway, separating them.

“Don’t worry about her; she’ll be fine. Michael will take care of her, and she’ll take care of him.” Harold led her down another. “You get to meet up with your mother; I suspect you have lots to talk about. You’ll have time,” but his laugh was evil.

It would be good to see her and hoped she was okay, but there was more to it than the man said. His laugh gave it away.

 

Jessica was led back into the room where they were first taken. It was there that her mother was forced to suck the man’s cock in front of everyone. When she entered, all the men looked at her. They looked so respectable, but they stared at her naked body with lust in their eyes. There were six other men in the room, none of the ones from before. She hoped Chester was gone. She was led over to the man that owned the house, Michael they called him.

“Come over on the couch with me, Jessica. Chester tells me good things about you. Did you enjoy his company?”

He sat on the couch and patted the place next to him. The man gave him the leash, and with a tug, he coaxed her over next to him.

“No, don’t sit down. Turn sideways and get on your hands and knees. Show these men that tight pussy and ass hole. They were virgin only this morning. While used, they are still tight and desirable.”

She hated that position, but she had no choice. She was kneeling almost over him. Her legs were spread slightly, knowing she had no choice.

“Open my pants and take out my cock, Jessica. Show all these men how well you can suck cock.”

She should have suspected it, but even after what she went through, she was still naïve as to how cruel men could be. She reached over and began to open his pants. It was so degrading to do it in front of everyone. She heard what Madison said. We’ll have to perform so we’ll be valuable. He lifted up so she could pull his pants down. His cock pushed out his pants, and he was nothing like Chester. Michael was hard and big. She touched it and it jerked in pleasure. The top of his shorts could barely contain it. She peeled his shorts down to reveal his big cock, and he let them slip down his legs. Her fingers curled around the thick shaft and held it up, hard and erect. It was thick and would stretch her lips, but she feared the length. Will he shove it down my throat?

“I know you don’t have much experience, but you’ll soon have more. Start by licking my cock, all the way down to my balls. Then take the head into your mouth. Keep your lips tight and your tongue moving. Rock your head back and forth, taking more cock with each thrust. You’ll soon learn when you excite a man.” Michael sat back and waited for the young woman to suck his cock. The other men watched with rapt attention, hoping that they would have someone like Jessica. Michael still hadn’t chosen which women would go to whom. He would have to find out each man’s darkest desires first and see which woman would fulfill all their pleasures.

Jessica looked around the room at all the men looking at her. It was so surreal, all of the men looked so respectable, someone that you would look up to if you saw them, but here, there was only lust in their eyes, and she feared all of them and what they would do to her. But, first, she had to suck Michael’s cock, and she knew he would cum in her mouth when he finished, Jessica humiliated in front of all of them. Her head bent over deeper, which forced her ass to arch up submissively. She held his cock with one hand as her tongue began to lavish its attention on the shaft and head of his cock. Her fingers tightened on the shaft as it jerked in excitement from her tongue and she was forced to lick the head, slick with leaking juices already.

Michael watched as she took the head of his cock into her mouth and her tight lips wrapped around the shaft and held it captive. She licked and moved her head, up and down, the shaft of his cock pleasured by her tight lips as she began to suck him. “Yes, so good, Jessica. You have a hot, tight mouth. Take it deeper now. Don’t stop until you get it all in your mouth. The men want to hear you choke on my cock, just as you will if they take you.”

She began to suck his cock, just the way he wanted. She felt his hand slide across her back and down to her ass. He found her pussy and three fingers pushed inside her. He began to finger fuck her in rhythm to her mouth on his cock.

“I want you to cum when I cum in your mouth, Jessica. Do you understand? If you don’t, I’ll have Harold whip your pussy.” Michael’s cock got harder at the thought of her pussy being whipped.

She nodded her head as best as she could. Madison told her that she had her pussy whipped and how bad it was. Jessica knew that she wouldn’t be able to stand it, so she began to will her body to grow excited from the fingers that pushed inside her. She was still sore from the first fuck of her lifetime, but she had to block that out of her mind. She began to take more of his cock into her mouth as her fingers went to his balls and cupped them in order to induce his pleasure.

Michael was pleased when she started to gag and force his cock into her throat. She choked and gagged for all to hear, but he was satisfied when her lips pushed into his pubic hairs and his cock throbbed in her tight throat. He gave her another finger, four of them in her pussy and reamed her out for her pleasure.

All of the men cheered Michael when she came so explosively, just when he did. They watched as her cheeks filled up with cum, but she never spilled a drop, swallowing all of his cum before she licked his cock clean so submissively.

Michael would have a hard time choosing which man got Jessica, all of them wanted her. But he had others, including her older sister, Madison. Her mother would be more difficult to place, the men liked the younger women with tight bodies, but some of them still enjoyed tight bondage and whippings. Monique would be good for that.

 

In another part of the house, at the same time, Judy was experiencing her first man since she was brought in with Sandy and Heather. They were separated, and two large men took Judy to a room. Inside the room was empty except for a wall filled with whips, canes and paddles. These weren’t play toys that some websites sold; these were serious instruments of torture. On the other wall was a strange sort of bench, but it didn’t take her long to figure out what it was. The two men were on her as soon as the door closed. They ripped the clothes from her body until the floor was littered with rags and she was stark naked. She tried to cover her breast and her pussy from their prying eyes, but they slapped her hands until she pushed them to her sides, her fists clenched in fear as they gazed at her nubile body in all its glory.

“Over here, Judy. We have a Master coming for his pleasure from you. Hop on the bench.”

She struggled once again, but the men were too powerful, and she found her muscles grow tired and weak. They tossed her onto the bench, and she saw the straps on the seat and on the wall over her head. The back of the bench reclined backward, and as they pushed her back, they yanked her arms down and each man secured a wrist, no matter how much she fought. Her arms were pushed along her body and tied down on the seat, but she feared what they would do next.

The men yanked her legs up over her head and pushed them all the way to the back wall, the straps high up waited for them. They wrapped the straps around her ankles and then stepped back to look at their handiwork. They were pleased with what they saw. Her legs were spread wide and over her head. It drew her ass off the bench, her back the only part that touched it. It left her ass open and vulnerable, exactly what was desired. Her cheeks were parted and her tiny, brown anus peeked out but also left her pussy spread open and pink flesh visible. Nothing would be able to escape the whip or paddle.

The men left her alone and the door closed behind them. She trembled in fear as she stared at all the whips. It was only ten minutes or so when she heard footsteps, watching the door as the handle turned slowly. A man walked in, looked at her, but didn’t say a word. He was late forties or early fifties, slightly graying hair, glasses and a slender build. He was dressed impeccably in an expensive suit with a tie. He took off his jacket and hung it up neatly. Then, he went over to the wall with all the whips, and Judy watched with apprehension as he tested whips as he slashed them through the air. She still didn’t say anything, and he ignored her as he went about his task. He moved on to the paddles, and it didn’t take long until he seemed pleased with his selection. He turned toward her, smiling at her as he gazed at her naked ass. In his hand was a paddle, but it looked like a giant spoon, made of polished wood with three holes cut in it. It had to be an inch thick. When he sliced it through the air, Judy could hear the wind cutting through the holes.

Benson was pleased with the paddle. The holes in it were made to decrease wind resistance so it would hit harder and with more bite. He moved toward her. “I’m Headmaster Benson. You have been a naughty student, and now, you found your way into the punishment room. I’ll teach you respect.”

She couldn’t believe what he said. He was playacting, but she was still the victim. “You’re crazy. I’m not a student and you’re not a teacher!”

“That will get you an extra hundred, Judy. Give me more trouble and your ass will be raw before I’m finished.” He stroked her bare buttocks with his hand and felt her muscles clench as he touched her. “Yes, I’m going to enjoy this.” His hand slid up to her pussy and pulled apart her lips. “Really bad girls get whipped here, Judy. Is that what you want?” He rubbed her pussy until he felt a dampness beneath his fingers.

“No, please, I’m sorry,” Judy cried out. He was crazy, but she couldn’t do anything about it. She was at his mercy, and she feared for the worst. Will he whip my sex?

“How about here, Judy? Has anyone whipped you here?” His fingers ran down her ass until it pushed against her anus. The tiny hole fluttered from his touch.

“NO, no,” she cried out, shamed as his fingers ran around her anus. Why is he touching me in such a place?

“Let’s begin, Judy. Cry out all you want, in fact, I insist on it. It makes me harder and I’ll enjoy it much better.” He swung the paddle and found one buttock to strike with a hard thud.

“TTHUMP!”

She heard it and then she felt it. Her body jerked, displaying herself obscenely from the wild gyration as the pain shot into her buttock. She was sure he cut her, the pain lingered long after the paddle left, the skin heated and throbbing.

“THUMP!”

He worked on the other buttock, and this time, she cried out. “OOOWWW, please nooooo!”

He continued to beat her with the paddle. After about twenty blows, Benson removed all his clothes, his cock stuck out like a spear, hard and throbbing. Judy sobbed and cried each time he hit her, but he always found new, soft, untouched flesh to hit. Her ass was a pretty pink, but there were many more places to strike before he would return to hit the already beaten flesh. He liked the dance she did each time he struck her; her anus and pussy opened up as she jerked about so nicely.

He was naked now, fearing he would fuck her, but it was worse. He continued to paddle her. He was a sadist; each time the paddle hit her and she cried out, his cock would bounce uncontrollably in front of him. He continued for a least a half hour, Judy hoarse from screaming, as her ass was raw and tender, but he cared little except for his pleasure.

Benson hit her twenty times more with the paddle, finally stopping as he stroked his cock in front of her. “How are you doing, Judy?”

“Please, no more, I can’t take it anymore.”

“Would you like me to stop, Judy? All you have to do is say so.”

“Yes, please stop.” She was relieved.

“I’ll get up on the bench and you can suck my cock, okay, Judy?”

“No, I won’t do that.” He didn’t say a thing, but the paddle said it all. He swung it and hit her thighs this time. He didn’t stop for a long time.

After another twenty blows, he stopped again. His cock needed relief. “Ready to suck my cock, Judy?”

“No, more, I’ll do it.” Judy was then forced to suck his cock as he kneeled on the bench in front of her face. Bound, she could do nothing but take whatever he dished out. His cock was hard and slick with leaking cum, but he shoved it through her lips and forced them to stretch as he filled her mouth with his cock. He fucked her mouth for ten minutes, finally forcing his cock down her throat as she gagged and choked, but he cared little. His pubic hairs tickled her chin, but his cock stretched her tiny throat until it felt like he would shove it into her belly. In spite of knowing that he was ready to cum in her mouth, she was grateful at least that his cock was pulled from her throat. It was then that he spilled his load of cum into her mouth and she was forced to drink it all down. Finally, he pulled free, the last of his cum slick on her lips.

Benson went over to the wall and selected a thin, whippy bamboo cane. “Now, it’s time to work over your anus and pussy. We’ll start with twenty until I see how cooperative you are.”

“You said you’d stop if I sucked your cock.”

“And I did; I put away the paddle. We’ll see what you can do to get me to stop whipping your pussy and anus, as soon after I tenderize it a bit first.” He was rewarded with a high-pitched shrill when he snapped the bamboo cane across the full lips of her pussy with a snap.

No man could be this cruel, but Benson was relentless. He worked up and down her pussy lips, feeling as though they were bruised from the cane. It was so thin but painful. It got worse, pulling apart her lips with one hand while the other swung the cane and attacked the soft inner flesh with such severity. He hit her pussy at least fifty times before he went to work on her anus, and it felt like he was trying to drive the cane into her hole as he beat her anus into painful submission.

“Ask me to fuck your ass, Judy. You made me so hard.”

She had no choice, knowing he wouldn’t stop, and he could take her any time he wanted to if he desired. “Please, fuck my ass, please,” she begged. That still didn’t stop the scream from her lips when he shoved his cock into her ass that sent two inches into her rectum painfully. He didn’t stop, pulling out, then back in until he began to sodomize her with deep penetrating thrusts that sank to the depths of her guts. He had cum once already, so he lasted a long time, Judy forced to take the painful penetrations until finally he dumped his foul cum in her bowels.

Benson stood back, losing some of the hardness of his cock but not his desire. It would only take a little more whipping to get it back. “Time to work on those tits, Judy. Nice, full tits; they’ll take a lot of punishment, especially the nipples. Then, I’ll fuck your pussy.”

Judy wished she would pass out from the horrific pain, but she wasn’t spared, forced to endure his torture. Then he fucked her sore pussy, taking her hard, his body slapped against her whipped flesh and made her pussy tighten in pain.

 

While Judy was prepared for her whipping and Jessica was in the main room sucking Michael’s cock for the visitors’ pleasure, Monique was reunited with her daughter, Madison, but it wasn’t a good reunion.

“Mom,” Madison yelled out when she saw her mother.

“Madison, I’m glad you’re okay,” but both were naked. “Have you seen, Jessica?”

“Yes, she’s okay as much as she could be, but they took her away. Why are we here?” Then, she turned around and saw the four men waiting for them, all of them naked with thick cocks jutting out as they stroked them. But it was what they stood next to that Madison feared. It looked like two electric chairs, sitting across from each other, wires hanging off the chairs and running up to a large panel near the men. “Help me, Mom, what are they going to do?”

The men grabbed the two women and threw them into the chairs. It took only a few moments to bind their arms and wrists to the armrests and their ankles to the front legs of the chairs. It left their legs spread, but that made little difference, for the seat of the chair barely extended more than an inch on each side from the edge, leaving the rest open and exposing the women’s sex from the front all the way to their ass holes.

Frank was the leader, but all the men would get a chance. “It’s a little game, ladies. We’re going to wire you up and then let you each decide who will receive the pleasure of the electricity shooting through your body.”

Monique and Madison watched as the men brought over shiny clamps with wires hanging out the back of each cruel device. It didn’t take much to figure out where they would be placed. Fingers plucked at their nipples until they were forced to become hard, and then, the clamps were snapped on their nipples, distending them painfully. They cried out, but the men went about their work. Pussy lips were peeled back and more clamps were attached to the soft lips of their pussies, all the way up to within an inch of their clits. The women screamed but the men only grew harder and crueler.

They both cried out when fingers touched their ass holes, both of them sore from being sodomized, but a thin metal dildo with wires hanging out of them were shoved unceremoniously into their bowels. The end of the dildos were thick butt plugs; the women’s sphincters clamped around the end and kept it inside. A fart escaped from Madison.

They only needed to add a ground wire, so they put a clamp on the end of their tongues; the heavy clamp forced their tongues to hang out like a panting dog. “Any time you want the pain to stop, just say so and I’ll transfer it to the other. You get to decide.” Benson started with Madison; her mother would last longer before she transferred it to her daughter, but in the end, she would do it.

Madison felt a warm tingling sensation in her nipples. They were pumping electricity into her body. Her nipples started to thicken and stretch from the heavy clamps. Then, her pussy tingled, more and more as each clamp began to pump electricity into her pussy. Her lips began to swell up, growing wet and oiled. It wasn’t completely unpleasant, not what she expected. The dildo in her ass hole was strange, forcing her muscles to contract, and it felt like they were trying to milk the dildo just as she was forced to do to the men’s cocks in her ass.

Benson turned up the panel and watched as Madison reacted.

It was turned up higher, and now, it felt like she was being punched from the inside. Her breasts jumped up and heaved as the electricity raced through them. The dildo in her ass hole felt like it was punching her guts from the inside, as her pussy lips heated up from the increased voltage that raced through the clamps. It was growing worse, her body struggled against the tight bondage, but there was no escape from the electricity. Madison couldn’t stand it any longer. “Give it to my mother!” She managed to mumble, even with the clamp on her tongue.

Monique felt it immediately. First, the dildo in her ass came alive, punching her in her guts as it found all the sensitive spots in her intestines. Then, her breasts began to shake, almost throwing off the clamps, but they dug deep into her nipples. The clamps on her pussy came alive; the one closest to her clit sent sparks flying over the short distance to push deep into her pleasure button with such pain. She felt the voltage increase, and she couldn’t help it when she pissed, the electricity crackling over the wetness. Her ass hole bunched up, and it felt like a firecracker exploded. She couldn’t stand it any longer, even if it meant giving it back to Madison. “To her,” the only thing that she could get out her mouth.

Electricity ran through Madison’s body once again, more painful this time as if shreds of broken glass were pushed into her body. Her anus went into painful contractions as it opened and closed as it was fried by the electricity. She screamed as much as she could as the man turned the voltage higher and Madison feared her heart would fail and she would be electrocuted. She was ready to give it back to her mother, when she saw the man had lied. Her mother was suffering the same fate as she was, both of them fried as the men stroked their cocks in front of them.

“Now, gentlemen, don’t worry, they’ll get you hard again.” The four men masturbated their cocks in front of Monique and Madison until they came. They shot load after load of cum on their faces and their outstretched tongues, laughing with glee when their cum hit the clamp on their tongues and crackled loudly from the electricity.

Monique and Madison slumped in the chairs when they turned off the electricity, warm cum running down their faces and on their tongues. They knew the men were just getting started, fearing what they would do next.

Epilgoue

This story doesn’t have a happy ending. Not only did Monique, Madison and Jessica stay at Slave Island, pleasuring many men that enjoyed having the whole family, but also Judy, Heather and Sandy were joined by many more women that were wrecked on a mysterious island, never to be found again.

Michael ran Slave Island for five more years until he decided to retire. It had been tremendously profitable for him and extremely unlucky for many women that fell into his web of deceit and treachery. He wanted to stay on his island that he worked so hard to build but didn’t want the responsibility or the liability of being found with so many missing women. He sold his entire stable of women to a Sultan in the Middle East. All twenty-eight of them except for one. Michael never asked what he did with them.

Michael kept one of them. He trained Jessica so well, and she became enamored with her keeper that he kept her. When his friends visited, she was introduced as his niece, but most of his friends knew otherwise. Michael honored his friends with his niece, and Jessica welcomed newfound pleasures with different men.

The End