Slaves of the Desert Masters

by Powerone
CHAPTER 1
Jenny's First Sexual
Experience
Jenny wasn't a normal girl; she lived in
the deserts of the Middle East for the
last seven year, her father, Frank, a
tenured Professor of Archeology at
South Dakota State
University. With her mother, Sandra,
they had crossed the deserts of the
Middle East hunting for the treasures of
thousands of years ago. They were not
far from Palmyra where they were to
spend the next six months in an
excavation. Jenny hoped that this would
be her last trip, praying that she could go
home to the United States and attend the
University where her father was a
Professor. In two days, she would be
eighteen, a woman at last. She wanted to
be around boys her own age.
Jenny looked like her mother, but that is
all they would share in the relationship.
Her mother, Sandra, had long, honey
blonde hair that hung down over her
shoulders. It would cover her breasts in
the front, but Sandra pushed it out of the
way, because her breasts were her
proudest possessions. At thirty-six,
Sandra took care of her body and she
could pass as Jenny's sister instead of
her mother. She had full breasts, with
dark red nipples and areolas that
contrasted sharply with her porcelain
skin. She exercised religiously to keep
them firm and taut. She possessed a
girlish waist and full tapered thighs,
perched on tall legs with perfect heart
shaped buttocks. To Jenny, protective of
her father, her mother was a slut. Jenny
could see it when they were along in the
bazaars in the city.
She smiled coyly at the men that stared
at her, and almost all of them did. Jenny
was old enough to see the hard bulges in
these men as they dreamed of possessing
her mother.
Sandra thought nothing of it, saying that
it made her feel so much like a woman.
Jenny looked at her naked body in the
mirror. Her hair was the same color as
her mother, but silkier and Jenny's grew
it long down her back. She loved to
stand naked in front of the mirror and put
her hair over her breasts, arching her
back until one of her perky nipples rose
to the occasion and peeked out from
between the strands of blonde hair
provocatively. Her breasts weren't as
big as her mother's; but they stood up
firmer, pointed cones with puffy red
nipples. The nipples were sensitive,
almost to the point of the touch of cloth
against them making them stand up into
rigid points of pleasure.
Her hips were not as full as her mother,
her waist slimmer and her legs just as
long but more sculptured. She turned and
looked at her ass. Her mother said her
ass was perfect, but Jenny disagreed.
She clenched her cheeks and made her
buttocks undulated
sensuously. No man would be able to
refuse that. It made her pussy wet each
time she did that, the muscles in her
buttocks connected to the inner muscles
in her virgin pussy.
When she clenched them, she dreamt she
was clenching on her lover's cock inside
her.
Her mother refused to accept that Jenny
was a woman.
"You're growing up, Jenny, but you're
not yet a woman."
Her mother laughed at the idea that any
man would even look at her, too busy
flaunting her body to any man that would
look at her. Jenny found that as her body
began to
blossom, men began to pay attention to
her. The boys her age still refused to
look at her, their parents threatening
them.
"Keep away from the blonde infidel."
The older men were different. They
were drawn to her like maggots to
discarded food. It was not the men,
twenty or thirty years old. The men that
stared at her were forty, fifty, even sixty
years old. The men with lecherous eyes,
and roaming hands, wrinkled hands that
made your skin crawl when they touched
you.
It was the 1950's in the Middle East,
women had little rights, the property of
their parents until they were married off
and then controlled by their husbands. A
girl became of age at ten or twelve, often
married to a man of money that was in
his fifties. She had no choice in the
matter, forced to submit to him. These
men thought all unattached women were
fair game for them, especially infidels.
They loved to degrade them.
"They are all whores, I am just treating
them as that want to be."
For Jenny, it had started about three
years ago. The buses to the bazaar were
crowded, her and her mother forced to
stand, no man would give up their seat to
an infidel woman.
The buses crawled along the crowded
streets, fighting the bicycles and motor
bikes that clogged them. As the bus
filled up, more men stood next to them.
Jenny panicked when they pushed
between the two of them, stretching out
her hand, but the space was already
filled with men. She felt a man in back
of her, pressing up against her until she
could feel the unmistakable bulge of a
man's erection for the first time. She
tried to push away, but she came face to
face with a grinning Arab face, the man
in his sixties, a tooth missing as he
grinned at her through his crooked smile.
She bumped into his body, pushing back
only to find the hard cock of the man
behind her. Both of them moved closer
until she found her body pinned between
them, her hands at her side, and too many
people in the way to allow her to move
them and push the men away. Her
breasts were just starting to grow, but
the minute she felt the man in front of her
brush up against her nipples, they sprang
to life with unexpected pleasure. That is
when she first learned how sensitive
they were. She tried to move away, but
only managed to squirm against the man
in front of her until she felt his erection
growing against her. She stopped,
standing perfectly still, but the two men
began to move, both of them sliding from
side to side, rubbing their erections
against her ass and against her mound.
She suffered the indignity of being a
sexual toy for the men to masturbate
against until the bus finally reached the
bazaar. She was sure that the one in front
of her came in his pants, his eyes glazing
over just before the bus reached its
destination, his lower body jerking
uncontrollably against her.
She told her mother when they got off the
bus, but her answer was expected.
"Nonsense, you're just a child, why
would they want to rub against you. It's
just a crowded bus and they probably
had something in their pockets that was
hard. You wouldn't know what a man's
penis felt like."
Time and time again over the years,
Jenny complained to her mother, but
always got the same response. Today
was no different. This was their one last
chance to shop in the bazaar before they
went out into the desert. Nothing
happened on the way to the bazaar, but
Jenny was already mad at her mother by
time they were returning. She saw her
mother buying sexy lingerie, Jenny
wanting some of the same.
"You don't have anyone to show them off
to. Your father loves to see me in them,"
she proudly told Jenny. After tonight,
they would be sleeping in tents, Sandra
hoping to have one more night of
civilized lovemaking in a real bed. In the
desert, privacy is non-existent and not a
bed within a hundred miles.
Deep down she hated to admit even to
herself; she was jealous of her mother.
She hated the way her father looked at
Sandra. Jenny grew closer to her father
as her relationship with her mother grew
farther apart. Jenny wished she could
find a man like her father.
They got on the bus, looking around but
all the seats were taken, forced to stand
up for the long ride home. Sandra put the
bags down on the floor next to her feet,
one hand on them to make sure they
didn't slip off without her. She held
Jenny's hand with the other.
"We'll be home soon," she tried to
reassure her, but Jenny was in one of her
moods, angry at the world. Sandra
couldn't remember if she was ever that
way before. The bus filled up, the fumes
began to fill it as it idled noisily. The
men looked at her as they stepped onto
the bus, many of them crowded next to
her. She looked down at the handsome
ones, noticing the bulge in their pants.
She knew it was because of her, arching
her back and thrusting out her large
breasts even more provocatively. She
was horny after buying the panties and
bra, forced to wait until Frank got home
from his meeting. She hoped Jenny
would go to bed early, her room right
next to theirs. Frank was always worried
that she would hear them, but Sandra
didn't care. Jenny was always saying she
was a
woman; let her hear a woman having
pleasure with her man.
Jenny felt a man squeeze between her
and her mother, their hands still holding
each other, but her mother began to
disappear in the sea of Arab men that
stood next to them.
Many of them men were staring at her
mother lustily, but Jenny was worried
about the men that were staring at her.
She could feel their eyes raping her
body, older men, older than her father;
that wanted to put their organs in her
virgin body. Their hands could barely
stay grasped together, but Jenny hung on
for dear life, her only safety was her
mother's grasp. She was caught in a
throng of men, all of them standing next
to her.
Some paid no attention to her, though she
suspected it was just that she hadn't
caught them yet. She felt a man behind
her, the first to press up against her.
Another one moved next to her from the
side, feeling him press up against her
hip. A third was in front of her, his olive
face tanned and wrinkled from too much
time in the sun.
He grinned at her. "You are a pretty,
young thing," he remarked almost
casually. The bus finally jerked to a
start, all of the people holding on to
anything they could as they were pushed
forward and then back. The one in front
of her grinned at her as he rubbed
against her, his obvious erection rubbing
against her mound. The one behind her
pushed into her ass as if they were
partners, the third man content to keep
her pinned between them, though she felt
a growing erection rubbing against her
hip.
She felt a pair of hands on her waist,
trying to escape but she found her arms
pinned to her side. It was the one behind
her that was touching her hips, the one
on the side pinning one arm while the
one in the front grabbed her other wrist
and held it submissively to her side, her
hand pulled from the safety of her
mother's hand. They both tightened her
grip when she tried to move.
"You've a lovely body, little girl," his
hands sliding down until he found her
hips.
He began to make her move her hips,
forcing her to move them from side to
side, feeling his erection rubbing along
her smooth buttocks. She tried to turn
and confront him, but she was jammed
between the men. "Please don't," she
begged softly, but he ignored her as he
continued to make her rub up against
him, feeling the quivering of her erection
as it passed over the deep divide of her
cheeks. She couldn't believe that his
erection could grow any bigger, but it
did, feeling like it was the size of a
baby's arm. It had to be monstrous, Jenny
wondering how any woman could take
such a thing inside her. Jenny had lost
her hymen while masturbating, getting
too excited and busting it, but she never
had a man inside her, only her fingers
gave her pleasure.
"Spread your legs, little girl," he
whispered in her ears.
"No, No!" She protested, but he made
her continue to rub against his cock.
"Spread your legs, you know you want
to." He kissed the back of her neck,
sending shivers up her spine as his
tongue left a trail of cooling spit on her
skin. She still couldn't see him, not sure
how old he was; only knowing that he
was virile. She felt the relief as one
hand left her hip, but her fear returned
when it slid back up to her waist, but it
didn't stop there. She struggled but it slid
up until it cupped one of her young
breasts in the palm of his hand. He
hefted it, making it bounce as if he were
weighing it, then his fingers curled
around and Jenny gasped loudly when
his fingers found her nipple without any
trouble on the first try. It was as though
he knew exactly where it was. No man
had ever touched her nipples before. Her
nipple rose to an apex, swelling under
the touch of a demanding mans hand.
"Spread your legs," his hand joined in
his demand as his strong fingers gripped
her hard nipple and squeezed it.
It felt like he was pushing all the blood
to the tip. It hurt, but there was
something else. A wetness soaked her
panties as if she had peed in them, a
strange excitement tingling between her
legs that she felt just before she came
under her finger ministration. She never
felt anything like it. His fingers
continued to crush her nipple, but Jenny
only felt pleasure from the pressure. The
fingers became more insistent, twisting
her nipple until she cried out softly. He
was manhandling her and there was only
one way to stop him.
He felt it, her legs slowly parting. He
released her nipple, but kept his fingers
around it with just a soft touch to keep
her obedience. "More, spread them
more, little girl." He only had to pinch a
little harder until she obeyed, this time
not stopping until he told her. "Yes, that
is good."
She almost felt bad when his fingers left
her nipple. He had forced her to spread
her legs, Jenny fearing what he would do
now, but she stayed in the position he
made her assume as his hands slid down
her hips again. She was surprised when
his cock didn't rub up against her,
instead, he pulled away. Then she heard
it. It was barely discernable, but she
heard the soft whisper of a zipper
pulling down. The next thing she felt was
an erection sticking into her ass cheeks,
but this was different. It jutted out like a
spear and the head pushed into one
cheek. He had taken out his cock and
was rubbing it over her skirt. She could
feel it.
She panicked when the man next to her
holding her wrist pushed her hand back
behind her. She struggled but he was too
strong and before she could stop him,
she felt her hand burned with the flesh of
a man's hot cock touching her. "No," she
struggled to push it away, but each time
she touched it, the hot meat of his organ
jerked in pleasure.
"Put your fingers around it and stroke it."
It was the man next to her talking to her.
He pulled her fingers apart with his
strong hand and in seconds, she found
her fingers curled around the thick stalk
of a man's organ for the first time in her
young life. She couldn't do anything as
he made her hand glide up and down it.
She thought it would be smooth, but the
shaft was covered with bumps and thick
veins that coursed with pounding blood.
She could feel it grow beneath her
fingers, Jenny almost proud that she was
doing such a thing to a man's organ, but
shamed at being forced. It was only a
minute before he released her hand,
Jenny pulling it away and letting it hang
by her side, humiliated as she felt the
wetness on her hand from where his
organ had leaked onto her trembling
fingers.
"Hold still, little one."
She felt the man behind her back away
from rubbing his naked cock on her ass,
but she could feel his hands find the hem
of her short skirt and feel it inch up her
naked legs as he uncovered her. "Please,
no," she begged him, crying out softly
when she felt the hot flesh of his cock
rubbing against her naked inner thigh.
Tears rolled from her eyes when she felt
the hot fluid soiling her smooth skin as
his organ dripped his precum. She felt
her skirt tucked into her waist, two
hands sliding down to her panty-covered
buttocks as one
grabbed the hard, naked cock and began
to rub it up and down her inner thighs,
each time the big head rubbing closer to
her pussy. She couldn't believe that it
was still growing, but every touch of his
cock on her skin made it swell and drip
his precum on her skin.
"Hold real still little girl and I'll be
through with you soon." His other hand
slid down to the edge of her panties,
pulling it away from one buttock until he
left it bare.
She felt a clammy hand touch her naked
buttock, pull her panty to the other side.
Then the hot, naked cock crept up over
her buttock until he shoved it under the
edge of her panty, trapping the hard, hot
head between her panty and her ass
cheek. She didn't know what he was
going to do until his hips began to rock
back and forth and his cock rode up and
down over her naked ass cheek, trapped
beneath her panty as he began to
masturbate on her smooth skin. She died
a thousand deaths of shame and
humiliation as she heard his labored
breathing. His movements became more
frenzied, his cock rubbing harder, the
head leaking more of his juices on her
skin.
"Now, hold real still so I may finish on
you, little girl."
She didn't know what to expect, so it
shocked her when his body stiffened
behind her. His cock jerked up and
down, but her panty kept it trapped. She
felt the final degradation as she felt the
hot fluids jet out onto her ass cheeks,
flooding her skin and her panty with
what felt like gallons of hot, thick creme.
He held her hips fast, digging into her
skin as his cock continued to erupt all
over her. She sobbed silently in shame
until he was finished.
He pulled his flaccid organ from beneath
her panty, but not before he wiped the
last of his foul seed onto her virgin skin,
scarring her with his hot juices. She felt
him pull her skirt down over her ass, his
hand caress her buttocks one last time,
not sure if he was fondling her, or just
making sure that her panty soaked up all
his sperm.
The bus pulled up to their stop, the bus
emptying out until Jenny saw her mother
again.
She was picking up the bags on the floor.
"Grab a bag, Jenny, can't you do anything
to help your mother."
Jenny picked up the bag and walked
behind her mother, not wanting to see
her walking funny as she tried to move in
her wet panties. She couldn't wait to get
home and take them off, running past her
father without saying a word.
"What's the matter with her," Frank
asked Sandra.
"Same old thing, she hates her mother."
"She's just at that age. She'll grow out of
it and you will become close once
again."
"I hope so. Right now, she is impossible.
Never mind about her, I have something
to show you."
"What," looking at all the bags she
brought home.
"Later, when Jenny is asleep. Something
to entice you into taking your wife
before we are back in the tents."
"But Jenny is right next door. She'll hear
us."
"Young girls sleep like logs. She'll
never hear a thing. I'm wet for you,
Frank. I need you to extinguish my lust."
He saw his cock begin to grow, her hand
going down to rub it harder. "Yes, that's
what I want."
Jenny rushed to the bathroom, taking off
her panties. She sat on the toilet as she
looked at them lying on the floor. She
still felt the wetness on her ass cheeks,
but she didn't wash it off. Her fingers
crept between her legs as she spread
them lewdly as if ordered to do so again
until her fingers found the wetness that
she knew would be there. She peeled
back her pussy lips as she began to
stroke herself. She was humiliated the
way he had treated her, cumming all
over her and leaving her that way, yet
she was aroused. The man had forced
her to spread her legs, his fingers
twisting her nipple, still feeling them
touch her there. She was almost a
woman, two days until she was eighteen
and her first sexual experience with a
man was an older man masturbating and
cumming all over her ass.
Her fingers began to move faster over
her slit as she bent over and picked up
the wet panties. She opened her panties
up until she found the wet spot on the
inside of one side.
She could see the thick fluid that soaked
them. Her fingers reached out and
touched the wet spot, no longer hot, but
it was sticky and thick.
"Get out of the bathroom, Jenny, I have
to go."
It was her mother calling her; Jenny
forced to make a quick decision. She
rubbed her clit, just a little bit longer
needed to make her cum or some added
stimulation.
"Now," Sandra yelled again.
Jenny couldn't wait to cum until she got
into bed, she had to cum now. She did
what she had to, taking the wet panties
and rubbing them over her face and
covering her lips with the thick creme.
She pushed the edge of her panties in her
mouth, her face grimacing when her taste
buds were coated with the salty taste of
his sperm. She sucked on the wet panties
as she came explosively, almost falling
off the toilet as she rubbed her exploding
clit as she sucked on the evil man's salty
sperm and swallowed it.
She finally got out of the bathroom, the
panties in her purse now. She would
save them.
"Thank you, young lady," he mother said
gruffly as she pushed her way into the
bathroom.
CHAPTER 2
Watch and Learn
She lay on the bed when Frank came out
of the bathrobe; her legs spread slightly,
just enough to tease him. The tiny panties
barely covered her blonde bush and
Sandra made sure they were tight enough
to outline her pronounced slit. She was
leaning against the propped up pillow,
her back arched so that her firm breasts
peeked out the low cut bra, her generous
cleavage revealed. She felt her nipples
swollen and a wetness between her legs,
fighting the urge to stroke herself when
Frank took too long in the bathroom. She
was please with the response when he
came out. The front of his pajama
bottoms began to tent out as he took in
her body. She loved that she could affect
a man so easily, even if it weren't her
husband. She teased the Arab men that
tried to devour her with their lecherous
eyes.
"You are so beautiful, Sandra. I don't
know why I am so lucky." He couldn't
control his erection once he saw her.
She knew just what to do to arouse him.
He was afraid that Jenny would hear
them, but his cock was controlling his
actions now, and it grew with every gaze
on her body.
She arched her back more, reaching
behind and unsnapping the bra. She
teased the
straps down her arms, her hands holding
the thin bra over her naked breasts,
feeling her nipples throbbing for his
touch. "These are all for you, Frank."
She pulled the bra aside, proudly
displaying her full breasts to him. Her
fingers went to the tips, teasing them,
hoping that she would feel his fingers
soon. "Take them, darling; worship them
with your mouth."
Jenny slept restlessly, waking up and
then dropping back off to sleep. She
couldn't get it out of her head, the men on
the bus and what they made her do. She
couldn't stop them, not even sure if she
wanted to. She could still feel the flesh
of his cock that was forced between her
fingers; still taste the foul, salty seed of
his loins that she licked into her mouth.
Each time she went back to sleep, her
hands were between her legs, her thighs
clenched tightly.
She woke up, this time wide-awake. She
heard her parents in the next room, the
walls thin. She remembered the lingerie
her mother had bought and the reason
why. She got out of bed quietly, stopping
when the springs squeaked, her breathing
halted as she waited. She went to the
door and could hear her parents talking.
She could tell they were trying to
whisper, but she heard the excitement in
their voices. She shouldn't, but she
couldn't help it. She was still aroused
from today. She had felt her first real
cock. She wanted to see one. She wanted
to see her father's cock. It was so sinful
and torrid, but that only made her want
to even more. Her hand went to the door
handle, gripping it tight as she turned it
so slowly. She stopped when it clicked;
her breathing ragged, then she turned it
more until she felt the door jam open up.
Her room was dark, but her parent's
room was lit by the lamp on the bed. The
bed was facing her door, afraid that she
would open the door and her mother
would see her looking. She finally got
the nerve to peek out the door. The sight
she saw startled her. Her mother was on
the bed naked; her legs spread wide, her
sex revealed in the lamp on the
nightstand. She looked over and saw her
father, his naked buttocks clenched tight,
but it was his cock that her eyes were
drawn to. It jutted out from his body, her
mother's hand around the shaft, just as
Jenny had done to the man today. She
could hear them talking now.
"Oh, Sandra, your hand feels so good.
Stroke me," Frank laying back. He had
fingered Sandra until she was almost
ready to cum, stopping, wanting to keep
her on the edge so he could fuck her.
She loved the feel of his cock in her
hand, able to control him with just one
hand. Sandra used sex to control men
and she perfected her technique on Frank
over the years. It made her feel so sexy
when she did. She stroked his cock from
his balls, over the thick ridge, her
fingers playing along the domed head, a
fingernail scratching at the sensitive skin
until she felt it jerking pleasurably in her
hand. She knew exactly what Frank
would do next, feeling one hand on her
head.
"Kiss it, Sandra, kiss my cock." He
pushed her head down until he could feel
her hot breath blowing on his cock. After
all these years of trying, he only got her
to kiss his cock once, and then she
refused anymore. She never took it in her
mouth. But that never stopped him from
trying, always arousing her, his hands
urging her head in hopes that he would
catch her unprepared or in lust and he
would feel her hot mouth engulf his cock
in its tight, oral grip. "Take me in your
mouth, Sandra. Let me feel your tongue
excite my cock as only you could."
She let him push her head until it was
only an inch from his cock. She licked
her lips as though she was going to
submit, Sandra wanting to, but once she
did, she could no longer control him. As
much as she wanted to suck his cock and
drink down his sperm, she had to deny
him the pleasure. She teased him for
long minutes, her hand stroking his cock
so close to her mouth, blowing hot puffs
of air on the head as it danced in excited
expectation. She finally stopped. She
backed away from him, her head rising
up, her wet lips pleading with him. "I
can't do that, Frank. I wish I could, but I
can't." She had to hide the faint smile on
her face as she lay on her back,
spreading her legs out wantonly. "Fuck
me, Frank. Fuck me hard and let me feel
your rigid cock take me as only you
can." She knew just what to say.
How could she? Her father wanted to
feel her mother's mouth on his cock and
she
refused him. Jenny had felt a man's cock
today, had tasted his sperm. It was
almost as if she had sucked him. She
hated the vile taste of his sperm, hated
that he forced her to stroke his cock, but
if he had been her husband, she would
have willingly submitted to all that he
wanted. Even taking his cock in her
mouth and swallowing the thick sperm.
She grew angry with her mother. That
was not the way to treat her father.
Frank mounted her, kneeling between her
thighs, his cock in his fist as he ran it up
and down her slit. He had already
forgotten her refusal to suck his cock. He
would take her.
Take her hard. He found the hot, tight
hole, her muscles already squeezing his
cock head as he began to ease it in her.
He teased her, even when her ass rose
up to take more of him inside. This is the
way he always got back at her, making
her beg for him to fuck her.
He moved his hips in a circle, just the
head entering her, but refusing her more,
backing off when she thrust forward. He
wanted to embed his cock deep inside
her belly, but this was his control now,
his body over hers, his cock teasing at
her. "Beg me, Sandra. Tell me how much
your want me."
She threw her hands around his naked
ass, trying to pull him into her, but he
fought her.
"Fuck me, fuck me," she begged. "Drive
your hard cock into me!" She knew what
he wanted.
Jenny was amazed as she watched her
parents. They were like animals, naked
animals.
She could see between her father's legs,
his heavy testicles hanging down, but his
cock stood out, the head wedged into her
mother's pussy. His cock wasn't as big
as the man was today, but her mother
didn't seem to mind, grabbing his
buttocks and pulling him down into her.
Jenny could almost feel her father's cock
entering her, her finger slipping into her
panties, finding them drenched in her
juices. She began to masturbate, her eyes
glued to her father's cock as it pumped
into her mother with a powerful thrust.
"EEEWWW," Sandra cried out, biting
her lip to keep her silent. He thrust his
cock in hard, plunging aside all her
resistance as he filled her with his hard
flesh. His cock drove all the way inside
her belly, banging against her cervix, but
he pulled out just as fast, teasing at the
moist opening of her pussy, drawing
back the pink flesh until his cock
threatened to pull free. "YYYEeess," he
plunged back in, her hands holding his
naked ass cheeks, keeping him inside
her, as her muscles gripped and flexed
on his cock. She released him, his cock
sliding out of her grip, then thrusting
back in. He began to fuck her as she
liked it, hard and fast, her face contoured
with her passion, her nostrils flaring as
she struggled to breathe.
Frank couldn't hold back his lust any
longer, her insides clasping onto his
cock when he withdrew, releasing him
so he could drive it back into her belly
with ferocity. His hands went to her
proud breasts, his fingers digging into
the white flesh so deep that he left pink
furrows of his unbridled passion. She
bucked and rode him as he screwed his
cock into her.
She was ready. "Harder, make me cum,
Frank."
Jenny watched with fascination. She had
never seen a couple making love, never
mind her parents. Her father was fucking
her, his cock thrusting into her belly as
he legs bowed out to the side to give him
access, her fingers clawing at his
buttocks, pulling him into her.
Jenny felt a tingling in her pussy,
different from the one this afternoon. She
could see her father's cock plunging into
her mother's moist, glistening pussy.
They were moaning in passion as they
thrashed on the bed like two animals
mating. She could tell they were both
ready to cum, just like the man that
masturbated on her naked ass cheeks this
afternoon. Jenny rubbed her pussy
harder, the excitement building, her
emotions
overtaking her body. She slipped a
finger into her pussy, squeezing her
finger with her cuntal muscles as if it
were her father's cock inside her. She
heard the sharp slap of naked flesh as
her father attacked her mother harder,
punishing her with powerful thrusts that
shook her body. She watched in awe as
his heavy balls swung back and forth,
smashing with a thick thud against her
mother's upraised ass cheeks. She saw
them
ready to cum, Jenny frantic with her
fingers, wanting to cum with them,
wanting to cum with her father. She
imagined that it was her beneath him,
that he wanted her, not her mother. Jenny
would have taken his cock into her
mouth. She would have made him
happy.
Jenny came when they did. Her father
groaned and then his body stiffened,
driving his hips forward as his cock dug
deep into her mother. Her mother
screamed out, biting the pillowcase as
she tried to smother her excitement.
Jenny watched her father's milky white
sperm leak from her mother's pussy,
running in a river of lust between her
lewdly spread buttocks to pool on the
bed between her legs. Jenny's body went
into explosive
convulsions of pleasure, her pussy
sucking on her finger, soaking it as she
came. She found herself on the floor, her
wet hand between her clenching thighs.
She closed the door softly, climbing into
the bed. It was so depraved, watching
her parents have sex, but it was her
father's cock that she couldn't put out of
her mind as she closed her eyes.

The heat was stifling. They were twenty
miles from the nearest village, the city
over forty miles. It was a God forsaken
place, nothing but miles of desert with
not much of anything else. They were
there on their own, Jenny, her mother
and father, no grad students this time.
The head of the crew was named Kamal.
He would tell you that it stood for
beauty, perfection, though Jenny saw
nothing in him like that. He was sneaky
and conniving, Jenny worried that he
would steal anything that wasn't nailed
down. He had a small crew of ten. If
they found anything of significance, they
would hire more, but for now, this was
it.
Malik was the government
representative, controlling everything
with the dig. You obeyed all of Malik's
orders or you would find yourself on the
next plane out. He told Jenny that his
name meant Master or King and he
lorded over everyone as if he were.
Jenny's father did everything he said,
knowing how it worked if he wanted to
dig in their country. Malik didn't have a
callous on his hands; his job was using
his head. He had men like Kamal that
did the work.
Jenny saw Malik leering at her, knowing
he wanted to be her Master. He was
charming, but vulgar. At least fifty, if not
older, hard to tell when the sun turned
any man's skin into leather. Jenny was
familiar to him, this being the third
expedition in his country. In this part of
the world, ten-year old girls were
women and Malik had been trying to get
at Jenny since she had the first, small
bumps of breasts.
It was a special day for Jenny, but no
one noticed. They had already gone off
in the Jeep, leaving Jenny alone to dig in
the sand nearby that held promise of
something. She drank the acrid coffee
and was already outside, hoping to beat
the sweltering midday sun.
She was on her knees in the dirt, digging
as usual, a brush to push the dirt of
centuries away. She heard someone
coming, turned and saw Dr. Malik. To
his face, you better call him Doctor.
What did the lecher want this time, his
eyes always devouring me lewdly, his
remarks crude and lecherous grins? He
had done this since she was young, but
as she grew older, he grew bolder and
more lewd. She had told her mother, but
it was her usual response. "You're
barely a girl, why would he have any
interest in you? You're just imagining it."
"Happy birthday. Eighteen today?"
Malik stared down at the young girl
kneeling submissively on the sand.
She wasn't going to let him take away
from this day. She was a grown woman
today,
though no one seemed to notice. He was
the first to wish her a happy birthday,
her father gone before she got up, her
mother too self interested to even
remember the day.
"Thank you." As much as she hated him,
at least he remembered. "Yes. I am a
woman today."
"In this country, our girls become a
woman at ten, some as late as twelve.
They are trained in the pleasure of the
flesh by an older man, an experienced
man. I would be willing to train you, to
spread your legs and let your feel the
pleasure of my manhood fill you with its
massive girth." Malik's cock rose as he
thought of her on her knees, but naked,
the soft, honey blonde hair hanging
down, her conical breasts dangling like
ripe fruit below her, the soft cheeks of
her white ass thrust up high, her legs
spread until the pink of her pussy,
glistening in anticipation with her juices
peaked out from behind.
Jenny should spit out her revulsion to
him, but she held it in check. He was
still her father's boss and this country
was different. Women had no rights. "I
still think of myself in my country,"
though she hadn't been home for five
year. She stayed on her knees, not
wanting to confront him. It happened so
suddenly that she was taken back, only a
soft murmur from her throat, a sting on
one buttock. He had kneeled down
beside her; one of his evil hands on her
back and the other swung in the air and
came down with a loud splat on her left
buttock, stinging even after his hand had
left her flesh.
"In your country, the birthday girl gets a
spanking. Eighteen spanks for you today.
That was one, seventeen more to go."
She turned her head and looked at him in
revulsion, but he could also see
something else in her face. Her nose was
flaring, her face flush, her eyes a glassy
look in them. Her lips were clenched
tight, but they quivered. She turned away
so he couldn't see her, but she didn't
move a muscle. He swung his hand
higher this time, coming down on the
other buttocks, catching it fully with the
palm of his hand.
The noise rang out like a gun
discharging. Her body shook; a whimper
from the young birthday girl. This time
he let his hand rest on her buttock,
feeling the muscles beneath it clench and
unclench uncontrollably. "Two,"
enjoying as the young girl kneeled
beside him.
Jenny hated that he was doing this to her,
but the stinging pain in her buttocks was
something different. Instead of pain, she
felt a trembling between her thighs. His
hand didn't leave her after striking her,
caressing her buttock until the sting went
away. She didn't move, didn't want to
move. She hated that it was him doing it
to her, but she didn't hate what he was
doing. Her buttocks clenched tight in
anticipation of the next blow, her pussy
muscles contracting at the same time as
if she were capturing a lover inside her.
A loud splat rang out in the air, his hand
hitting her harder each time, but her body
took each punishing blow. "Three,"
caressing her ass cheeks with immunity
between each spank. "Four." Malik felt
the muscles in her ass cheeks dance
beneath his hands as they roamed freely
over her young, firm flesh. He couldn't
believe his good fortune. She had
always rebuffed his efforts to get at her
inexperienced body, but this time she
surrendered with barely a whimper. He
took full advantage of the situation.
"Five," catching both of her cheeks with
his big hand. His palm stung, but he
knew that she was feeling much more.
"Put your head down."
He pushed down on her back until her
cheek was in the dirt facing him, forced
to stare at him. Jenny could feel the way
the degrading position forced her ass to
rise up higher, but he still wasn't happy.
"Raise up your ass." He wasn't surprised
that she obeyed instantly, looking down
at the white, soft skin of her cheek
rubbing into the harsh desert sand. Tears
were flowing down her cheeks.
Jenny arched her back and thrust out her
buttocks as if she were offering up her
body for his vile weapon to take her.
Her body shivered in sexual excitement.
She hadn't felt this way since the
incident in the bus weeks ago.
"Six," the spank rang out, the hand
returning to caress her once again.
"Seven," the blows harder, her body
rocked by each one, but she always
pushed her ass back up submissively for
the next one into his fondling hand.
She didn't know why, but she let his run
his hand over her ass, touching her
inappropriately. She could feel the
wetness between her legs soaking her
panties with her shameful pleasure.
Eleven more and Jenny was afraid that
she might have a climax if he continued.
"Eight," his hand ringing out against her
ass cheek.
"Nine." Halfway there, his hand became
bolder when he explored her ass cheeks.
"Ten"
She felt his hand slide down lower,
almost between her legs. She almost
wished that he would throw up her skirt
and she could feel his hand on her naked
flesh. His hand slid to her thighs,
touching the soft skin in her tightly
clamped muscles.
"Spread your legs and you will feel the
pleasure of my hand on your ass better."
Malik's hands urged between her thighs
until he felt her muscles relax. He
pushed his hand between her soft thighs
until her knees began to part, his hand
continuing to urge them wider until he
was pleased with the distance between
them.
It hurt her knees as they scraped across
the hard desert sand, but she spread her
legs as the hand touching her thighs
forced her to do. She felt it so close to
her pussy, afraid that he would touch her
there, afraid that he wouldn't. She could
imagine how she looked from behind,
her legs spread wide in the dirt.
"Eleven." His hand left her body
reluctantly, but he didn't want her to
forget that she was being spanked. His
hand slide down over her ass cheeks, but
they didn't stop there. His fingers slide
between her thighs, her legs spread so
submissively. He moved his hand up
higher, but this time he pushed her skirt
in so he could slide between her thighs.
He pushed up hard until his hand was
cupping the soft flesh of her pussy from
behind,
clenching his fingers onto the young girls
virginal flesh with authority. "Get you
ass up higher. I wouldn't tell you again."
Jenny struggled not to cum when his
fingers dug between the lips of her
pussy, the first time a man had ever
touched her there. Four fingers dug into
her pussy, his thumb high up and almost
touching her anus. She tried to control
her lust, her face forced to look at his
lecherous grin as his fingers continually
moved on her pussy mound. She forced
her ass to rise up until her knees barely
touched the ground, but his fingers
continued to grip her pussy as if he
owned it. Why was I doing this? Why am
I letting him touch me in places that I
never let a man touch?
"Twelve." He removed his hand, but she
kept in the position, her ass thrust up
obscenely, her legs spread, her skirt
pushed between them. Her buttocks
clenched in pain, but he waited until they
relaxed. With one finger, he traced a
path down the sharp divide of the young,
girl's delightful buttocks. She tried to
move away when his finger found her
anus.
"Don't move!"
Malik's finger found her crack and she
felt the pressure as it slid between her
cheeks from one thick finger. She
shivered in fear as it moved close to her
anus, finally pulling away when she felt
the touch of his lewd finger on her anus.
His voice rose up in protest, forced to
push back until she felt the top of his
finger pushed against her anus. She
didn't stop until she felt her anal ring
begin to spread open as her skirt and
panties were shoved into her delicate
rectal opening. It felt strange. It didn't so
much hurt, but she felt the pleasure from
a place that she never expected to feel
pleasure. Did he know that and that is
what he was talking about when he said
an experienced man needs to train a
young virgin?
He didn't move his finger from her anus,
but it was the young girl that was
moving, pushing back until his finger
was slowly drawn into the tightness of
her ass. He didn't say a word, not
wanting to break the trance she was in.
"Thirteen," slapping her again, his hand
going between her legs and gripping her
sex as one finger slid back and forth
between her sex. Her hips began to
move, slowly at first so he wouldn't
notice, but he did.
"Fourteen," slapping her again. His hand
roamed all over her ass and between her
legs, the young girl almost humping back
against him. He could smell her arousal,
wishing he could taste the virgin flesh.
"Fifteen." She was getting more frantic.
Only three more and he would stop. She
was never as aroused as she was now.
His hands ran all over her intimate flesh
and all she could think about is
cumming, yet she was afraid of the
humiliation when he saw what he forced
from her.
"Sixteen. Seventeen. Eighteen." Malik
hit her three times, hard and
consecutively as her body rocked. He
got up. "Happy Birthday." He left her,
walking away with difficulty, his
massive cock jutting out like a tree trunk.
He turned back to look at her once, the
young girl still kneeling in the dirt, her
ass thrust up. Her face was pleading
with him, but he grinned and continued
to walk away. He wanted her to
remember what he did to her and what
he didn't. Maybe next time she would be
more cooperative.

Jenny was frustrated and angry, left
unfulfilled, the juices rising up in her
body, so close but he left her. She didn't
expect that. He had been chasing her so
long, surprised that he left when she
surrendered. She finally got up off the
sand, pulling the skirt from between her
legs, brushing the dirt from her face. She
hated what he did to her, what she let
him do, but she hated him more for what
he didn't do. He didn't let her have her
pleasure. She couldn't concentrate all
day. Whenever she was on her knees, all
she could think about is Malik's
command of her body, forcing her into
positions that exposed her, forcing her to
accept his inappropriate touching. She
still felt the sting where he had spanked
her.
CHAPTER 3
Sold to Slave Traders
Kamal needed money. He had two
daughter's that were to be married soon,
both
requiring a substantial dowry that he had
promised. His mother had moved in with
them, eating him out of house and home.
His cousins were out of a job and
mooching off of him for months. Even
with this job, he went deeper into debt
each month.
"I can help you, Kamal."
It was his worthless cousin, drinking his
wine that spoke to him.
"You don't have a dime to your name,
how can you help me?" He laughed him
off.
"I know how you can make more money
in a day than you can imagine."
"Why don't you do it and pay me back
some of the money you owe me?" He
spit back in revulsion, the moocher
drinking his wine and telling him how to
make money.
"You have a treasure and don't know it.
Men will pay you princely sums for it."
"Who will pay me for worthless
cousins?"
"The blonde infidels. You have two of
them in your care."
He turned to his cousin, all of a sudden
interest. "The ones on the expedition?"
"Yes, exactly. You tell me so much
about them. Their honey blonde hair and
voluptuous breasts."
"The mother and young daughter? Who
would want them? They are infidels."
"You tell me the way men like Malik lust
after them. Young men their age don't
want them, but older men lust after them.
They want to possess them, to force them
to perform degrading acts that their
wives refuse to perform. They want to
share them with their friends, enjoying
watching them perform humiliating
sexual acts with many men at once.
They would be another status symbol for
them."
"I know of no man that would pay for
them. What do you expect me to do, sell
them on the corner?" His cousin was
crazy. Only rich men would pay for
them, rich men that he didn't know.
"I know of such men that can sell them."
"Who?"
"I will tell, but you have to agree to
share your treasure with me."
"How much do you think they are
worth?"
"As much as two thousand Dirham,
maybe more."
"You would take ten percent," Kamal
responded.
"Twenty," the cousin shot back.
"I do all the work, fifteen." Kamal
couldn't believe he was negotiating
kidnapping the two American women.
"Agreed."
"But you have to help me. I can't do it
alone." Kamal sat back and took a sip of
wine. He couldn't believe it. He had just
agreed to kidnap the two American
women. What did I get myself into?"
"Okay." The cousin began to count him
money already. Now he could get away
from Kamal's condescending attitude.
"I know Qasim. He is a slave trader in
Palmyra. Once a month he holds an
auction. It is in two days. We need to do
it tomorrow night so we can get them to
him for the next auction. You cannot
keep them around very long or someone
might find them. He sells to the very
wealthy, even the Sheik's and Emir's buy
from him if they are a novelty. These
two blondes would be, especially the
young one if she is a virgin.
"I hear that she is, at least she acts that
way, but I thought all America's women
were whores." He thought that he might
also get something else out of this before
he turned them over to the traders. He
could force the mother to service him,
not wanting to spoil the young one. She
would be willing to do anything to spare
her child. "What of the husband? He will
come looking for them?"
"They will take him, though you will get
nothing for him. They will put him to
work in the mines. At least he will be
out of the way and they can use it as
leverage to get the women do to their
sexual bidding."
They had lots of planning to do, the time
frame short. They consumed much wine
before they were finished, but they had a
workable plan that Kamal could use. It
would only require one more person to
help and they knew exactly who that
would be. He was big, strong and dumb.
He wouldn't require much payment, but
he could handle the father.
Kamal wanted the women.

"Doctor Frank, Doctor Frank."
Kamal's voice could be heard even
before he entered the tent. The three of
them were sitting down to eat when he
burst in, huffing and puffing. "What is it,
Kamal?"
Kamal looked at the two blondes, his
cock thickening already, part in sexual
excitement, part in the thrill of the hunt.
"You must come, Doctor Frank. I think
we found something."
"Not now, we'll go in the morning,
Kamal. It's too dark to see anything."
"Now, Doctor Frank. If you don't go
now, the expedition from Pennsylvania
will be there.
One of my men told me of it. They are on
their way now. They'll not wait until
morning, Doctor Frank." He sounded
excited.
"What is it?"
"Artifacts from 1,000 B.C., they are sure
of it."
No one had ever found anything close to
being that old out here. It would be the
find of the century. "Can your man be
trusted?"
"He is my cousin, of course he can.
Hurry, Doctor Frank. I have a Jeep and a
driver. You can be there in a couple of
hours. I will pack the camp in the
morning and we will meet you."
"You can't leave us, Frank. We'll be
alone." Sandra was worried about being
without Frank to protect them.
"I brought my rifle, Doctor Frank. I will
stand guard at the fire all night. I
wouldn't sleep.
Nothing will happen. There is no one
around this worthless patch of earth,
Doctor Frank."
Sandra knew how important this would
be if it were true. To miss it out by hours
would be devastating. They would never
live it down in the archeological
community. "Go, Frank.
Kamal will watch over us. It's only the
morning and we will meet up with you."
"Mom, are you sure?" Jenny still didn't
trust Kamal, not with her life.
"I'll take care of you, Jenny. I would
never let anything happen to you."
Sandra felt a closeness that had been
gone for a long time. Maybe this would
drive them closer
together.
"Grab your dinner and be off with you,
Doctor Frank. You must hurry." It was
already getting dark and he wanted to get
on with it. He would wait until the
women were in their beds.
They waved until the Jeep disappeared
into the distance. If everything worked
out as planned, another man would
return within two hours with Doctor
Frank's bloodied shirt.
Kamal would need that to convince the
women of their despair and to force
them to
bargain with him for his return. Kamal
would bargain hard. "Finish your
dinner." Kamal picked up his rifle. "Go
to bed early, so we can get up before the
sun comes up and be on our way when it
does. We will meet up with Doctor
Frank." He left them as he walked over
to the fire, throwing more logs into it as
it roared to life.
It was going even better than planned.
The women were helpful, finishing up
their dinner quickly. They packed a few
things and then they retired to their own
tents, Sandra in one, Jenny in the other.
Sandra looked out her tent one more
time, satisfied that Kamal was doing his
duty. He stood guard for two hours,
slowly letting the fire die down. He saw
the Jeep in the distance, the lights
suddenly going out when it came closer.
The man gave one of his men a bag, not
sure what he was delivering, but grateful
for the money.
"Everything okay."
"Yes, that stupid moron gave me this to
give you. Why do you let him work for
you? He is strong, but so stupid. "
"Thanks, gather up the other men. We are
moving to a new location, but it will be
a couple of days before I need them." He
saw the disappointment in the man's
eyes. "Don't worry, I will still pay you.
You can drink and get paid."
"Thank you, Sir, thank you."
"Quietly, though, gather up the men
quietly. The American's are sleeping and
I don't want to disturb them." It didn't
take them long to leave, eager to drink
now that they would be paid. Not a
murmur came out of the women's tents.
He would give them another hour, and
then he would spring his trap. His cousin
joined him. He looked into the bag, the
front of the shirt stained in red blood that
was drying quickly.
It was dark and quiet, the fire out, the
camp empty. He cleaned out the storage
tent so he would have room, finding a
big chair and placing it in the center like
a throne. He lit the lamps, wanting it
bright so he could enjoy all that would
transpire. His cock bulged out his pants
obscenely, but he no longer cared. It was
time.
The desert heat always made Sandra
sleep soundly, tonight not being anything
different.
She felt secure that Kamal would stand
guard, sure that he feared Frank if he
failed.
She never heard them open up the tent or
enter. She was lying on her side, the
sheet thrown to the side. A long, pale leg
was outside the sheet, Kamal looking
down as her voluptuous breasts heaved
up and down as she breathed. His hand
went across her
mouth, his cousin grabbing her wrists
and pulling them behind her, Sandra
pushed onto her belly. There were
muffled cries, her legs beating up and
down, but the two men subdued the
woman without so much as breaking a
sweat. They tied her ankles together,
pulling the rope between her hands and
tied it to her ankles until her legs bent
back and almost touched her wrists. She
wouldn't be able to walk, or even crawl
away. Now they would get the young
girl.
Sandra woke up with a start. She knew
something was wrong, letting out a
scream, but something was pulled across
her lips and tied behind her head before
she could do
anything. It taste foul, but that was the
least of her problems. Strong hands
grabbed her wrists; another set of hands
pushed her over onto her belly. Her arms
were pulled behind her, afraid they
would break them. She felt rope looped
around her wrists, pulled so tight that her
fingers tingled from the loss of blood.
Her legs were pinned together, Sandra
trying to kick out, but she was already
tiring, unable to fill her lungs, her mouth
gagged, her nostrils flaring as she tried
to fill her pain filled lungs. Ropes were
cruelly tied around her ankles, thankful
that her legs were together. At least they
weren't here to fuck her, but she feared
for her safety. Her legs were pulled up
to her wrists until she was trussed up
like an animal, her face buried into the
pillow as she struggled to breathe. She
cried out when they left her, knowing
they were going after Jenny. She wanted
to help her, but she couldn't even help
herself.
Kamal snuck into Jenny's tent. He didn't
need his cousin. With Sandra secure, the
young girl would be easy to handle by
himself. He looked at Jenny, surprised
that she only had a long tee shirt on, a
pair of white panties peeking out beneath
them. He was surprised by the size of
her breasts, big melons almost as big as
her mother's. With the clothes she wore
during the day, it was hard to tell what
lovely flesh lay beneath them. He
slipped closer to the bed, the rag out that
he would gag her with. He wished he
had more time; he would have loved to
cum in the rag and then shove it in her
mouth, letting the young girl savor the
essence of her Master. She didn't even
move when he lifted up her head and
slid the gag around it. It wasn't until he
was pulling it tight through her lips and
tying it off did her eyes even flutter open
and stared at him in shocked terror. He
flipped her over onto her belly, but he
didn't tie her hands yet. He pulled them
up over her head and stretched them out
in front of her. She tried to push them
away, but he pushed her wrists hard into
the mattress until she quieted down. The
sheet had slipped off of her as she
struggled, the tee shirt slipping up to
reveal her white panties and the most
delicious round ass thrust up for him to
see. "Don't move!"
Jenny panicked when she felt something
around her mouth, then it tightened. She
tried to stick her tongue out, but her
mouth was sealed. She tried to scream,
but all she heard was her voice in her
own head. Someone grabbed her hands.
Rough, calloused hands
that gripped them so tight Jenny was sure
they were bruised. She was flipped onto
her belly, kicking her legs until she felt
the night air on her naked legs, realizing
that the sheet was gone and her tee shirt
had slipped up her back. She regretted
that she wore a tee shirt to bed, thankful
at least for the panties. She heard the
voice, knowing it was Kamal.
She was right, he had betrayed them, but
that was little consolation for the
predicament she was in. She knew she
was in trouble, suspecting that her
mother was already bound, but
wondering why he didn't tie her up. She
tried to move her hands, but he pushed
them hard into the mattress, his voice
threatening.
He looked down at her lean body, all
stretched out on her belly. He knew
many men that would take advantage of
the girl like this and take her as a man
would a boy. No wife would let her
husband sodomize them, but this girl
would have no choice. That is why they
would pay such a high price for a young
girl, with all of her virgin holes waiting
for the men that would take them first
and show the girl the joys of satisfying
her desert Master.
He would love to do that, but his greater
need was money. "Are you going to hold
still?
Nod your head." It took only a second
before she nodded her head. "Good girl,
Jenny.
Keep your arms straight out in front of
you. No matter what I do to you."
She trembled in fear as she felt him
release her wrists. She wanted to jump
up and bolt for the tent entrance, but she
knew she wouldn't get two steps before
he caught her and she feared the
consequences. He was dangerous and
the last time she saw him, he had a rifle.
It took only a second before she felt his
hand, knowing it was coming. That is
why he didn't tie her up. He wanted her
to submit. She knew he would be just
like the men on the bus, wanting to touch
her, make her touch them, wanting
pleasure from her young body that no
young girl would give to them willingly.
Her body jerked when she felt his hand
on her naked leg. Just above her knee, it
stayed there for a moment, Jenny not sure
if he was waiting for her to get used to
it, or if he was unsure of what he would
do to her.
It finally started to move, slowly, a
pressure on her skin as the rough,
calloused hand slid up the back of her
leg. She was thankful her legs were
closed as it slid up until it reached
where her buttocks began to swell up. It
stop, a finger moving along the edge of
her panties, from her hips, along the
edge until her body trembled when it
touch her crotch, tickling along the edge,
so close to her pussy.
He could feel the heat of her sex, his
finger almost touching her, his eyes
staring at the sharp crease in her tightly
pulled panties. She didn't move, but he
could feel the tension in her thighs as his
hand touched the young girl. "That's a
good girl, Jenny." His hand slid up to her
buttock, feeling the flex of her muscles
as her buttock contracted from his touch.
He liked that, his hand moving over to
her other buttock, making her do the
same thing.
He could see the contractions of the
muscles in her buttocks. She would give
a man a good ride once they were in her,
front or back, her muscles would milk
the sperm from any man.
She was frozen to the bed, all except the
muscles in her ass. The minute he
touched them, they shook and quivered,
Jenny fighting the contractions in her
pussy. She hoped that they didn't do
there sensuous dance, encouraging him
to want more from her. She struggled to
lay still, her body stretched out on the
bed. She expected him to make her
spread her legs, but his order was
different.
He needed to get on with this, even as
much as he would love to fondle and
force the young girl to submit to him, he
needed to deliver his merchandise so he
could get paid.
And have her mother satisfy his lust first.
"Turn over on your back, Jenny."
She turned over, his cock growing
harder when he saw her bound mouth,
imagining what it would do to his cock if
he had it in there instead of the gag. Her
eyes stared at him, the baby blue eyes
pleading with him to release her. His
hand reached down to his cock,
clenching on it until she saw what he
was doing, her eyes opening wide when
she saw his erection. "Put your hands
back over your head. Real far, I want
that young body stretched out tall."
He watched as she obeyed, his eyes on
her breasts as they pulled up, the hard
points threatening to tear through the tee
shirt. They were big, but they stood up
without the slightest sag. It had been a
long time since he touched fresh, elastic
breasts this young.
Her back hurt from stretching so much, a
spasm in the small of her back, forcing
her to arch up to relive the pain, but she
saw the way he looked at her breasts.
She shook her head from side to side,
but all he saw was her strutting her
breasts out for him to see. His hands
took the place of his eyes, moving over
her belly until they cupped both of her
breasts. She was surprised he was
gentle. He didn't squeeze them hard, only
rubbing them slowly, teasing at her
nipple, without quite touching it. She
arched her back again, but this time she
was taunting him to touch her, touch her
nipples. He finally did, unable to resist
the temptation of the hardened tips that
punctured her tee shirt, but he rubbed the
tips so soft she could barely feel it. In
spite of that, they still swelled up as if
they were trying to reach out to his
fingers. He pulled his hands away from
her breasts. Jenny was disappointed.
Why didn't he pinch them like the man on
the bus?
"Get up. Time to join your mother."
She got off the bed, grateful as her tee
shirt fell down over her panties, but it
was still to short, his eyes continually
ogling her body as she stood there. He
held her arm, but didn't tie her up as they
went over to the other tent. She saw
another man inside standing guard over
her mother. She almost felt sorry for her,
trussed up like a pig, her face pushed
into the pillow as she lay on her belly. It
was her fault this happened. Her father
didn't want to leave them alone, but
Sandra insisted. Now look at the trouble
they were in. Jenny only hoped that her
father would come and rescue them soon
enough. If they could only hold out until
morning. Then everything would be
okay.
"Untie her legs so she can walk." His
cousin untied Sandra's legs, but not
before his hand caressed every inch of
naked flesh revealed to him.
Sandra suffered as he took liberties with
her body, thankful that she wore pajamas
tonight, but he shoved them down her
legs so he could fondle her, and then
pulled them back up as if he wanted to
save her modesty. She was allowed to
stand up, her feet still tingling as the
blood rushed back into her toes. She saw
Jenny standing there, but she wasn't tied.
She wore a tee shirt, Sandra warning her
about it, but she never listened to
anything she said. Her eyes tried to
reassure her, but they both had fear in
their eyes. Frank would come looking
for them once they don't show up in the
morning. She had to play along and hope
they wouldn't fuck her or Jenny.
"Don't try anything funny like running off.
You wouldn't get ten feet before we
catch you and then you will suffer."
Kamal grabbed Jenny's arm as his cousin
guided the bound Sandra out the door.
They followed like lambs led to
slaughter until they got to the supply tent.
They took them in. By now they knew the
camp was deserted and no one was
going to rescue them now. There only
hope was Doctor Frank, but Kamal
clutched the bag.
It was the supply tent, bigger now that it
was almost empty. In the center was a
chair, which Kamal sat in as if he was a
king. They stood in front of them
waiting.
"Take off the gags. No one will hear
them out here, but remind Sandra what
will happen if she tries."
She was grateful that the gag was taken
off, but before she knew it, a sharp blow
to her mid-section bent her over
painfully, the air whooshing out of her
lungs as she struggled not to vomit.
Hands grabbed her blonde hair and
yanked her back up, Sandra struggling to
fill her empty lungs. "Don't, not again,"
she begged, pushing back in fear that he
would do it again. "I wouldn't yell."
Jenny waited until the gag was out of her
mouth, but her lips stayed shut. She saw
the pain Sandra was in, not wanting any
of the same.
"Untie her hands too. She's not going
anywhere, are you Sandra?"
"NNNO," she answered in a trembling
voice. She felt the blood rushing back to
her fingertips, flexing her hands until the
feelings came back.
"I hope you aren't expecting Doctor
Frank to rescue you." Kamal held the
bag as he said it.
"What have you done to him? Is he
okay?" Sandra asked worriedly.
"What did you do with my Dad?" Jenny's
voice was more adamant, though she
said it with respect.
He opened up the bag and took out the
shirt, the blood now dried to a brown
patch along the front. "I have him in my
capture. If you don't want him hurt
anymore, you will cooperate." He
grinned, his hand going to his crotch and
rubbing his cock. Sandra's eyes
followed his hand.
She saw his erection popping out the
front of his pants like a tree trunk. She
knee what he wanted. "I will do as you
please. Leave Jenny alone. She's a little
girl."
Jenny protested without thinking. "I'm
not a little girl!"
"Ssssh, Jenny. You don't know what he
wants."
All of a sudden it dawned on Jenny; she
should have realized it as he kept
clutching his erection. "No, don't touch
me," though she feared more what they
would make her do.
"I am just one man, with two lovely
women to please me. I am not a monster.
You can satisfy me, Sandra."
"Send Jenny away, so I can please you."
She was afraid of what she had to do,
but she had to save Frank. He would find
a way to escape and save them, but she
had to buy him time to gain his freedom.
"She will stay and watch her mother
perform. She is old enough to learn,
almost too old not to know."
"What are you going to do, Sandra? She
couldn't get the word Mom out, wanting
to be old enough, not a little girl.
"I'm going to make love to Kamal and
please him. Stand and be quiet." She
never expected Jenny to learn about sex
this way, but she had no choice. There
was nothing she could do.
"I haven't the time to make love to you,
though I would love to make your feel
what it is like to be filled with the cock
of a desert Master." He liked that term,
desert Master. He never felt as powerful
as a man before and now he was going
to enjoy the pleasure of the
blonde mother. "She is going to suck my
cock, Jenny."
"NO!" Sandra cried out when she heard
it. She wasn't that revolted to sucking
Frank's cock, it was more the control
issue; she couldn't control him when she
had his cock in her mouth and he had his
hands on her guiding her for his
pleasure. This was different. She would
have to take this Arab pig's cock in her
mouth. She could smell him from two
feet away, already gagging at the thought
of his filthy organ in her mouth. Then
there was the size. She saw the bulge in
his pants. It had to be huge, the size of
camels cock.
"Kneel, Jenny, you can suck my cock
instead."
The stupid child was already beginning
to kneel when Sandra shoved her out of
the way.
"No, Master. I will pleasure you." She
gave Jenny an evil grin. What was the
child thinking of? She didn't even know
what she would have to do and already
she was
kneeling like a sex slave.
Jenny knew that her mother wouldn't
suck his cock; she wouldn't even suck
her father's cock. Jenny would have to
do it. She already tasted a man's sperm.
She was sure that he would teach her to
pleasure him. She would do anything to
save her father. Not like Sandra. She
began to kneel before him, her hands
already reaching out to open his
trousers and take out his organ. Sandra
pushed her out of the way. She stood up;
watching as Sandra obediently kneeled
before Kamal. That should be her.
Sandra watched as Kamal opened up his
pants and fished out his cock. Fished out
was a good word, needing two hands to
pull the monster out. Sandra never saw
anything that big before. If she didn't feel
such revulsion at what she would have
to do, she wouldn't have minded running
her hands over the monster. But she had
to take into account that Jenny was next
to her and that Sandra was doing this
only to secure Frank's safety.
"Kneel next to her, Jenny. Learn how to
suck a real man's cock." Kamal stroked
his cock, feeling it grow, knowing it
wouldn't be at its full potential until he
had shoved it down Sandra's throat.
Jenny couldn't take her eyes off of it. It
was huge, much bigger than her father's
cock.
Were all Arab men this big? She hadn't
seen the other organs that humped her on
the bus, but they felt as big as this one.
She took it all in. She saw the thick
veins that ran up the shaft like vines up a
tree. Even though they were pounding
with blood they were blue.
The shaft sprung out of thick, wiry hairs
like it was the stalk of a giant tree. She
looked up the shaft as Kamal stroked it,
all the way up to the deep purple head, a
thick ridge around it, Jenny wondering
what that would feel like when it stroked
her insides. The head was smooth except
the tiny hole in it, but she knew that it
would erupt an explosion of his sperm
when he climax. She kneeled on the
floor next to him, her face only inches
from his cock.
Sandra stared at his cock, shocked back
to reality when Jenny kneeled next to
her. She turned to look at her, but she
couldn't look into her eyes, knowing
what she would have to do in minutes.
Her fingers reached out mechanically
and curled around the thick shaft of his
swollen hardness, barely able to get
them around the massive girth. She
licked her lips, her mouth inches from
the swollen head, opening her mouth and
breathing on his cock.
"Go to work on it, Sandra. Show Jenny
how to suck a real man's cock." He slid
in the chair as he looked at the two
blondes kneeling submissively before
him as if he were King, the mother
holding his cock as she wet her luscious
lips in anticipation.
Her tongue swirled around the head as
she held the shaft tight, making contact
with the hot flesh of his organ. She could
taste the foul sweat on his flesh, but she
knew that was the least of her problems.
He would want to cum in her mouth and
force her to swallow it.
Her tongue danced around the rubbery
flesh of the head, the skin smooth until
she found the tiny hole in the tip. Kamal
groaned when her tongue flicked out at
the hole until the first droplets of his
sperm leaked out onto her tongue. The
pungent taste of his sperm and the foul
odor caused her face to grimace, her
mouth filling with spit as the drop of
thick creme flooded her taste buds with
the salty taste.
Jenny was mesmerized as her mother
paid homage to his cock. Her free hand
went down to his balls, Kaman pulling
down his pants so the thick balls could
dangle beneath him.
She cupped them as the wiry pubic hairs
tickled her palms, Sandra bouncing them
up and down as the man did with her
breast as though they were weighing
them, not believing they were that big
and heavy. Her other hand stroked up the
shaft until she was pinching the head,
then her lips came out in a pucker and
Jenny watched as her mother planted
kisses on the head that glistened with his
juices, her lips kissing with such love.
She turned her head sideways as she
licked and kissed his cock from the head
all the way down the shaft, even kissing
his balls as his pubic hairs rubbed over
her lips.
She played with his cock as long as she
could, attempting to get enough nerve to
take it in her mouth. She felt an errant
pubic hair on her lip, pulling it off as she
gagged. The cock was slick with her
saliva and her mouth was filled with this
foul tasting semen. She heard him
groaning and then she felt hands on the
side of her head. His fingers pushed into
her silky blonde hair, twisting them in
the tendrils of his fingers until she felt
the follicles straining. He tilted up her
head until his cock was in line with her
mouth and her eyes were forced to stare
into his. She saw his hips moving
forward, Sandra resisting, but her mouth
was already open, her lips parted in a
tiny O, ready to receive his organ. It
came suddenly, his hips driving forward
as she felt the hot flesh of his cock
sliding over her moistened lips and over
her teeth. It pushed her tongue down as
the thick head forced her lips to open
wide, the corner of her mouths stretching
to take the monstrous head inside. It
didn't stop, sliding over her wet tongue,
pushed to the bottom of her mouth by its
sheer weight. It slammed into the back of
her mouth, stopping abruptly. Her lips
clasped tightly around the shaft that
protruded from her mouth and she froze.
She closed her eyes, feeling the stiff,
rubbery shaft filling every nook and
cranny in her mouth. She continued to
salivate until it leaked from her lips. All
she could taste was his cock as it filled
her mouth. She could only imagine how
it looked to Jenny, her eyes staring at her
as she kneeled before this Arab pig, his
thick cock piercing her oval lips like a
giant vegetable.
"Show your daughter how well you suck
cock. You seem to be an expert in this
matter."
Kamal held her pinned against him.
Jenny not only watched as she was told
to, but she couldn't take her eyes off of
this spectacle even if she could. She felt
a strange excitement, just like when the
men on the bus made her touch them. It
was debasing what Kamal was forcing
her mother to
perform, to be used by this filthy, Arab,
but she saw her mother as she went to
work on him. Jenny could see Sandra's
tongue swirling in her mouth, imagining
it licking every inch of the cock that was
inside. There were grunts and the sound
of suction, her
mother's cheeks hollowing in as the thick
cock slide deeper inside each time she
sucked harder. Jenny didn't know if she
was sucking so expertly to end this
humiliation or was beginning to enjoy
being taken in such a ruthless and
degrading way. He head began to bob up
and down. Kamal was going to cum in
her mother's mouth. Pump his lewd and
foul seed onto her tongue as he pumped
what felt like gallons of his sperm into
her mouth until it ran out her lips,
leaving a trail of white, slimy sperm on
her lips. Jenny could taste it, just like the
sperm she licked from her panties. All
Jenny could think about is the man
pumping his sperm into her mouth
instead of her panties. She couldn't think
of anything more degrading or exciting.
Kamal was enjoying the mother's mouth,
holding her head trapped in his hands as
he
began to thrust into her mouth
unmercifully. He watched as his cock
forced her lips apart with each thrust,
fucking harder until his cock was almost
swallowed up by her mouth.
"Bare her breasts for me," he ordered
his cousin. He moved quietly over to
them, pulling open Sandra's pajama top,
pulling it down her arms as she held her
hands submissively at her side as he
stripped her naked to the waist. He
uncovered her large breasts, tipped with
thick red nipples that rose to hard
protrusions. He looked down at her,
half-naked, sucking his cock, she was
more delicious then before, her large
breasts swaying gently as her body
rocked when she sucked him. "Use your
hands, Sandra. I want all my
pleasure."
She began to mold his balls in her hands,
squeezing gently until his hips rose up
and drove his cock deeper into her
mouth. She used her fingernails to
scratch along the wrinkled ball sack as
he groaned in pleasure. Sandra squeezed
her thighs together, her inner pussy
muscles clenching in unexpected
pleasure. She was growing excited at
being forced to suck this filthy Arabs
cock while her daughter was forced to
watch her perform this lewd act only
inches away.
Kamal grew more excited, his ass rising
up from the chair as his thrusts became
more urgent. He shoved hard, holding
her head tight as he heard her cough and
gag as the thick head of his cock beat
against the tiny opening of her throat.
Her lips clasped around his cock each
time he withdrew, the thick veins sliding
over the smooth, silky lips as she began
to grow accustomed to the unnatural
invasion of her mouth.
She felt the massive head force its way
into her throat like a cork in a bottle. She
gagged, the head pushing into the tiny
opening like a thick wedge. He pulled
out, but was back in with the next thrust,
another gag and her throat opened up to
welcome it even as she coughed on the
invasion. Sandra could do little except
try to please him to end this degradation,
knowing full well that he would dump
his sperm into her receptive mouth.
Even with a mouthful of saliva, his
leaking precum flooded her mouth with
its foul taste as if he had already dumped
what felt like gallons of sperm in her.
Jenny was awe struck by her mother
sucking of Kamal's cock. She had
refused her
father, but here she was sucking him
with such skill. She had to have done it
before.
Who else's cock had she sucked? Jenny
couldn't believe Sandra was taking it all,
but the long, thick cock disappeared
through her clenching lips each time,
only the gargled gags coming from her
stuffed mouth signaled that besides her
mouth, her throat was taking the thick
head. Jenny was beginning to grow crazy
with lust. Her pussy was flooding her
panties, her hips moving back and forth
rhythmically as if she were seeking out a
lover to fuck her. Jenny wanted to push
her mother aside and take Kamal's cock
in her mouth.
She wanted to feel what it was like to
have such a monster forced into her
mouth and throat while kneeling
subserviently at his feet. To be forced to
suck the filthy Arabs cock to save her
father. She would willingly drink down
his foul seed to save her father.
Kamal wouldn't last much longer. He
was ready to cum. He saw the mother
and daughter look at each other, Sandra's
mouth filled with his cock. "Watch little
girl, when I cum in your mother."
Sandra latched her lips tight around his
shaft, feeling him pumping his hips so
that the thick veins on the shaft rubbed
against her lips like sandpaper. She felt
his body stiffen, as she braced for the
inevitable. There was no way she could
escape as Kamal cried out, holding her
head tighter and shoving her back and
forth as her mouth began to fill with
sperm. It pumped out in a powerful jet
that coated her tongue with the thick,
heavy creme.
It was hot, burning hot, once, twice it
spurted until her cheeks bulged with his
sperm.
"I'm cumming," Kamal cried out. "I'm
cumming in the blonde mother's mouth,"
he cried out proudly.
Sandra had no choice but to swallow his
sperm. She sucked and swallowed, each
time her mouth emptied, he would eject
again. He had to have cum at least six or
seven times, Sandra losing count as she
struggled not to choke to death on the
abundant creme. The Arab pig was a
reservoir of sperm, filling her mouth
with the thick, pasty creme time and time
again.
Jenny could taste it in her mouth as
Sandra was flooded with his sperm.
Jenny saw it leaking down her chin,
wanting to scoop it off and taste it, but
she could only watch and grow excited
as her mother swallowed the evil Arab's
lusty sperm. He finally finished, pulling
out his shrinking cock, strings of sperm
pulling from her mouth to his cock,
stretching for inches before they fell off
onto Sandra's naked breasts. His cock
finally pulled out, but not before it left a
trail of drying sperm on her lips and
chin. Even as it grew soft, his cock was
still bigger then her father's cock.
She was finally free of his cock, though
her mouth was still filled with the stench
of his sperm. "Release my husband
now."
"Tie them up," he instructed his cousin.
"You are a good cocksucker, Sandra. I'm
sure you will fetch a princely sum at the
market. However, men will pay a Kings
ransom for Jenny, the thought of teaching
an innocent girl perverted acts priceless.
CHAPTER 4
Slave Auction
Sandra and Jenny were bound, tossed
into the back of a truck. Their faces were
shoved into the dirty floor, their arms
and legs bound cruelly behind their
backs, their ankles drawn up until the
men could tie them to their wrists. All
the while they were tying them up; their
hands freely ran over their partially clad
bodies.
Sandra was naked to the waist, her
nipples feeling like sharp, sensitive
points as they rubbed on the rough
wooden floor of the truck. Her mouth
was filled with the foul tasting sperm of
Kamal, her stomach growling from the
belly full of sperm he forced her to
swallow. She feared for what would
happen to Jenny and herself.
Jenny rubbed on the floor of the truck,
unable to get the picture of Kamal's cock
erupting in her mother's mouth and the
way she eagerly drank it down. She
hated Sandra for what she did. Jenny
heard what Kaman had said. She would
soon feel the lust of a man's cock in her
body. It scared her, but it also made her
highly aroused. She would soon be a
real woman.
It took two hours of driving rough roads
before they got to the large building that
popped up in the middle of nowhere.
There was only a few other buildings
around it, a hotel, a bar and a store, all
owned by Muta. The largest building
was also owned by Muta, housing the
slave quarters and the auction house.
Muta had built his business over twenty
years by paying off the right officials and
selling the highest quality product, young
girls and foreign women for the lust of
the truly wealthy. Men that bought from
him already had many concubines, but
were always looking for new, fresh and
exotic women to add to
their collection.
Kamal stopped the truck away from the
building. He wanted to negotiate the best
price and there was only one way to do
that.
"I will introduce you to Muta." The
cousin was eager to transact their
business and get out with his newfound
wealth.
"I will negotiate. Say nothing," he
ordered his cousin. He didn't want his
worthless relative screwing anything up.
"Bring only the mother."
"But, Kamal, he will pay a fortune for
the young one."
"Yes, but I want him to beg for it. I want
a good price for her and the mother."
The cousin grabbed the mother, untying
the tight bondage that bound her wrists to
her legs. He untied her legs, leaving the
wrists still bound behind her back. He
helped her out of the truck, eying her
naked breasts that swayed so erotically,
wishing her had a chance to enjoy her
mouth as Kamal had done. With her arms
bound behind her back, it pushed her
large breasts out even farther.
Muta was there to greet them as they
unloaded their cargo. The first thing he
noticed was the blonde hair and the
white skin. The large breasts were next.
There was an auction scheduled for
tomorrow. The closer they got to him,
the more he saw that she was older.
Still, an exotic beauty would round out
his auction and give his bidders a
choice. Most of his other girls for sale
were dark skinned, though were younger
and fresher.
"This is Kamal. He has something that
will interest you, Muta." The cousin said
his peace and then shut his mouth.
"Welcome, Kamal." Muta shook his
hand but he was eying the blonde.
"Come inside so I can see the
merchandise better."
Sandra was pushed into the large room,
the lights bright, feeling the men's eyes
devouring her half-naked body. She
feared taking another man's organ in her
mouth, or worse. She was grateful that
they left Jenny in the truck, maybe they
would spare her.
"English?"
"American," Kamal answered.
"She is old."
"Yes, but in good condition. She is
experienced. I had the pleasure of her
mouth and she sucked my dry."
"She is alone?"
"Her husband was kidnapped also. He'll
be no bother."
"I am sorry, but the best I could give you
is 500 Dirham. My clients want fresh
virgins, though someone would pay to
abuse an American Infidel, especially a
blonde one. Now if you had one like this
that was young and fresh, I would pay
you 2,000 Dirham." His clients would
fight for a young, American girl. They
see them on television and imagine all
the things they could force them to do for
their pleasure.
"I would think 3,000 Dirham would be a
fairer price for someone like this but
young with tight holes that have never
been breached. Just the thought of being
the first in her many holes excites me."
Kamal could see his eyes lighting up in
interest.
"Yes, I guess I would go as high as
3,000 Dirham for such a beauty. Do you
have a way to turn this one into a virgin
teen?" He wasn't sure where Kamal was
going with this conversation, but he felt
like they were negotiating, though Muta
wasn't sure whom he was negotiating to
buy.
Kamal nodded to his cousin. "Bring her
in."
Muta waited as he went out to the truck
again, finally seeing the prize he brought
in. Muta was out negotiated by Kamal,
but when he saw her, he was not
disappointed. She looked just like the
other one; they had to be mother-
daughter. She wore a tee shirt that left a
lot of white, naked leg revealed and by
the way they bounced so gently, her
breasts were naked beneath it. Big like
her mothers, this one was firmer and
more pointed. She was older then most
of his other girls, but she was American
and blonde. "You certainly are a master
negotiator Kamal."
"I only wanted to establish the price
before I brought in the merchandise. She
is eighteen, but fresh as a ten-year old
virgin. She will bring any man pleasure
as he teaches her the fine art of pleasing
a man with her virgin body." Kamal was
pleased with himself.
"Then we have a deal at 3,000 Dirham?"
"3,500 including the mother." Kamal
wanted everything.
"Agreed, I forgot the mother once I saw
this lovely fresh lamb." Muta nodded to
his man who was already counting out
the money. They left as soon as they had
the money in their hands.
Kamal let his cousin drive as he counted
out 525 Dirham. "You did well, cousin."
He pushed the rest of the money into his
pocket. He felt a little remorse for the
situation he put the Americans in, but his
daughters would have their dowries and
he would be rid of one deadbeat cousin,
only left with his mother. It least he
could afford to feed her now.
The buildings were soon dark in the
distance.
"Put them in separate cells, away from
each other." He looked, as the two
American's were led away, calling to
them. "You have a busy day tomorrow.
Many men will come to see and inspect
you. By nightfall you will be home,
enjoying the pleasure of a man's cock I
am sure." He laughed when he saw the
scared look on their faces.

You could hear the girls sobbing all
night long, Jenny among them. Her body
was
cramped, her captor tying her ankles
together, bending her knees and then
tying them to her upper legs. Her tee
shirt had long ago ridden up high over
her panties, her captor ogling her half-
naked flesh each time he checked in on
her. She had read about slave auctions,
but Jenny thought that was a thing of the
past. Now she was coming to the reality
that her she could be bought and owned
by someone.
Sandra didn't sleep, afraid of what will
happen the next day, especially to Jenny.
She was a young girl and innocent. Her
hope for Frank to save them was
diminished when she saw his bloodied
shirt. She only hoped that he was alive
and could somehow escape and save
them both from the horrors of what these
men would do to them. Sandra was
already ashamed at having to suck
Kamal's cock while Jenny watched.
Jenny was shaken by the noise, someone
going up the row of cells, his stick
banging on the metal bars as he yelled
out in Arabic.
"Astaykaith. Astaykaith!" He opened up
the cell, looking at the young girl. It was
the first time that Muta had an American,
blonde girl. She was truly special. He
took his time untying her, his hands
running over her smooth, white skin. Her
tee shirt had slid up high, her panties
revealed and the tight ass outlined in the
panties that molded to her flesh. He
untied her ankles to her upper thighs,
letting her stretch her legs out. He
pushed one hand onto her back, keeping
her pinned to the dirty bed, his other
hand free to explore her young, silky
flesh. He never touched anything so
smooth, running up her legs, feeling her
muscles shudder from his touch. "Hold
still," he urged her, pressing harder into
her back.
"Many men will soon want to inspect
you more then I am doing. They will
want to enter you and see how tight you
are."
Jenny couldn't move, pinned to the bed,
the foul smell of the dirty sheets
permeating her nose until she thought she
would vomit. His hand was hard and
calloused, touching her legs, running up
higher, feeling his hand on the naked
flesh of the back of her legs. She sobbed
into the spit soaked gag as his hand
clenched on her buttock, squeezing it
like a melon, as her muscles fought the
vile touch of his hands. He moved to the
other,
squeezing, rubbing and caressing her as
a lover would do, not a captor. Jenny
suffered for long minutes the fondling
hand before he finally unbound her legs
and arms. She pulled the gag from her
mouth, finally able to breathe again.
"Put this one. Nothing underneath it,
Muta wants you naked for inspection
under it. I'll be back in five minutes, if
you aren't finished, I'll strip you naked
and put it on you. And enjoy every
minute of it." The guard left the
trembling girl as she gripped the abaya
against her body.
The abaya was the traditional dress for
the women, but they usually wore it over
their clothes, not naked beneath it. Jenny
watched as he walked away, hiding in
the corner as she shed her tee shirt,
pausing for a moment while she
pondered whether she should take off
her panties, but she remembered his
words. Naked underneath it. She slipped
them off, pulling the abaya on; surprised
that is was so silky as it glided over her
naked body.
Her nipples betrayed her, the slightest
touch sending them hard and erect,
looking
obscene as they pushed out the front of
the abaya. It hung from her body from
her neck to the floor, but there was no
deny that there was a women's body
beneath it, her full, pointed breasts
pushing out the front almost obscenely.
She sat on the bed, shivering until she
heard the footsteps of the guard
returning.
"Ta'alay ma'ee! Come with me!"
Muta had all the other girls ready, the
auction already beginning. He would
take care of these two; they would make
him the most money if he handled it
correctly. They were not trained like the
other slaves, the subservient behavior
ingrained in them from their upbringing.
The American woman thought she was
free and was disobedient. He was
sure that they would show some of those
traits when he paraded them before the
buyers, but some buyers liked that,
enjoying training a new woman.
Punishment was not only a good
motivator, but also an aphrodisiac to
many of the buyers, sexually aroused by
using the whip on the supple flesh of a
naked girl, often while they were bound
and spread.
"Mom," Jenny glad to see her mother in
spite of what had happened and the
problems they had. "What's going to
happen to us?"
"Shut up, you'll not talk unless spoken
to." Muta was expecting it, a riding crop
in his hand. He swung it and it made
impact on the young girl's ass before she
even saw it.
"EEEHH," the pain burning in Jenny's
buttock. It wasn't like the spanking that
Malik had administered on her. This one
felt like her skin was cut open and
bleeding. She looked over, seeing the
riding crop in his hand. She had seen one
before, but it was used on horses, not
people. Did these people think that I was
an animal just because I was female?
"Don't," Sandra called out when she saw
her daughter beat, but she realized too
late her transgression. The sharp splat of
the riding crop bit into her flesh, but
Muta swung it low down on her belly,
cringing when it almost touched her
mound. She sucked in her gut, looking in
fear as Muta stared at her, daring her to
say something again.
Muta swished the riding crop through the
air. "Don't defy me. I enjoy using a
riding crop on female flesh. Not only
your ass, but how would you like to feel
it on those large, tender breasts or
between your legs?"
Neither said a word or responded,
knowing that it only meant more
punishment. "It is time for both of you.
Any disobedience and I will flay your
skin until it is hanging raw from your
flesh. Obey my every command or suffer
the consequences. Now move!" He
slapped them both on their luscious ass,
herding them out into the large room.
The smoke was thick in the room, filled
with men, older men, all of their eyes
turned to them as they walked in. Jenny
could almost feel them touching her, just
as they did on the bus, making her suffer
the indignities as they got their pleasure
from rubbing and touching her in
appropriately. Jenny didn't know what
he was saying, but the men were
laughing and some were already rubbing
their crotches and their burgeoning
organs.
They were led down in front of the men,
stopped as each one stared at them, their
eyes filled with lust.
"Let me see the older ones big tits."
Muta slapped Sandra's ass with the
riding crop. "Open your abaya and show
him your breasts."
Sandra looked at Jenny, but there was
nothing she could do but obey. Her
daughter had already witnessed her
taking Kamal's organ in her mouth. She
opened the side of the abaya, buttons
conveniently running from the top to the
waist. She pushed it to the side and
slipped the other end off her shoulder,
her hands holding the abaya at her waist.
She looked at Muta and knew what he
wanted without as much as a word. She
arched her
back and thrust them out as if she were
offering them up for his pleasure.
He couldn't believe they were so big and
white, yet the tips were colored in dark
brown and already the tips were
showing signs of hardness. The bidder
moved closer, his hands reaching up and
cradling the pendulous breasts in his
hand, bouncing them up and down.
His fingers curled around the tips,
teasing them into points with only the
slightest provocation.
His cold, clammy hands engulfed her
breasts. She liked to tease older men
with her breasts, but she never had any
intentions of letting them touch them. He
squeezed them as she held still, Muta
tapping the riding crop on her ass lightly
to enforce her obedience.
The stranger's fingers curled around her
nipples, teasing and tugging on the turgid
tips, Sandra fighting them from growing
aroused by his touch.
Jenny watched as the old man groped her
mother's breasts, almost glad after all the
time she had teased them on the bus. It
served her right. She was paying for
being such a slut in front of them. She
watched as her mother cringed as the
man's head sank into her cleavage, the
clear sound of him sucking, sure that her
mother's nipple was in his mouth, even
though his head hid her from seeing. Her
mother closed her eyes, but her head
was thrown back and her breasts arched
out as if she were enjoying the constant
sucking.
Jenny saw her mother cringe; maybe the
stranger had bit her, Jenny wondering
how that would feel. The man on the bus
had squeezed her nipple until it felt
good, what would it be like if it were the
sharp teeth of a man on her sensitive
nipple. Would I feel pain or pleasure?
"Don't eat them up," Muta stopping the
man. He didn't want her marked before
he sold her.
"Let me see the rest of her." He liked
this one. She was older then the girl, but
she was experienced. He had bitten her
nipple with his pointed teeth and she
barely whimpered.
He loved a woman that could take pain,
since he enjoyed inflicting it.
"Let your abaya drop to the ground."
Another flick of the whip on her ass and
the abaya fell to the ground. There was a
hushed silence as they stared for the first
time at a naked American woman. Their
eyes were drawn to the full, blonde
bush.
Sandra stood naked in front of her
daughter, shamed at how exposed she
was to her only child. She had been
naked in front of men before, almost
proud to display her body, but this was
different.
"Crouch down and bend your knees to
the side. Open up the flower of your
pussy for them to see."
She felt the whip touching her naked ass
cheek, Sandra slowly lowering herself
until she was crouched down. Her legs
bowed out to the side, looking down to
see her pussy lips pulling back and
exposing all she had to the men. She
posed as the men gaped at her.
"Spread your lips open real wide," a
slap of the whip on her back encouraged
her to debase herself.
Sandra's fingers could barely grip her
pussy lips. In spite of being forced to
perform like a whore, she couldn't stop
her body from becoming aroused. She
was never ashamed of
her body and loved to tease men. She
was doing both. She pulled her lips back
until they ached, but it only made her
juices flow freely, soaking her fingers.
The man that groped her breasts kneeled
down; Sandra forced to watch until she
felt two fingers enter her pussy. She
almost welcomed them, her pussy
gripping them as they slid easily into her
slippery passage.
"How is she?" Muta asked the man with
his fingers in the mother. She seemed to
be enjoying it, the sloshing sound of the
man fingering her the only sound in the
room.
"She might have a child, but her husband
must be small. She's tight and hot, not
used very much." He continued to finger
fuck her until Muta told him to stop.
"Stand up. Forget the abaya, you
wouldn't need it anymore."
They were marched down the line of
men, Jenny watched as her mother was
touched,
sucked and fondled by the men as she
passed them by. Sandra stood
submissively as
fingers went between her legs, touched
her ass or pinched and tugged on her
breasts and nipples. So far, Jenny was
lucky, Muta not letting any man touch her
and she still had her abaya on. The line
of men was almost finished, Jenny
hoping she would be spared her mother's
shame.
Muta didn't see any man that would be
willing to pay for the young one, not
wanting to waste her talents on this riff
raff. He would get a good price for the
mother, but he would have to try to find
a private buyer for the young daughter.
"Why do I have to find out from others
that you have such delicious flesh for
sale, Muta?"
Muta shivered in fear when he heard the
familiar voice. "Emir Shahin," his voice
crackling.
He was the most powerful Emir in a
thousand miles and all feared him. Muta
bowed
down. "I am sorry, your Excellency. It
was such short notice. They fell into my
hands only last night."
"Rise, Muta. I forgive you. This time,"
he added. "I have seen the mother. Tell
me about the daughter." It had been a
long time since he had an American,
especially one against her will. That
always made it more exciting. He
preferred the girls younger then this one
but she was a rare beauty.
"She is eighteen. I have been told that
she is unused, but I have not tested her.
Would you like to inspect her?" Now the
Emir was one that could afford the young
one. He would pay the price he wanted.
Shahin approached the girl, enjoying the
way her eyes opened wide in fear. Pain
and fear always made him harder. "What
is your name my lovely flower?"
He was just like the men on the bus, but
he dressed better. He had to be sixty. He
wasn't fat, but what Jenny would
consider pudgy. He smelled like all the
men in the desert, too much time spent
with their camels. He saw the way he
was looking at her, afraid of what he
would do to her. "JJJEnny," her voice
barely audible as she trembled in fear.
"Take off your abaya for me. Let me
feast my eyes on that lovely body."
A quick swat on her ass by Muta and
Jenny knew she had no choice. She was
going to be naked in a room full of men
for the very first time. This was not how
she expected it to be the first time. Her
fingers could barely open the buttons on
the abaya as they shook in fear until it
was open to her waist. She held her
breath as she pulled the abaya off her
shoulder and let it fall. It slid down,
over her breasts, pausing for a second
when it got caught on her rigid nipples,
but then slid unopposed until it was
bunched on her feet. She shut her eyes,
feeling her body flushed in shame, as she
stood naked in front of them.
She couldn't see them, but she could feel
them staring obscenely at her naked
body. She bit her lip as she stood there.
"Open your eyes, Jenny. How old are
you?" Shahin asked her even though he
knew the answer. She was the spitting
image of her mother, only younger and
firmer. Hopefully, a virgin.
"Eighteen," she said proudly, though she
was ashamed to be naked in front of him.
"Do you have a husband?"
"No," she answered quickly, though not
sure why.
"Most girls your age in this county
would be married for many years and
have children by now." Shahin's hands
slid to her waist, feeling her jump from
the first touch of his hands on her soft,
supple skin. "Do my hands offend you?"
She could hear anger in his voice, Jenny
afraid of her safety. He was an important
man the way Muta talked to him. "No,
your Excellency."
"Good." His hands stayed on her waist
for a few minutes, but then began the
gradual descent up to the twin peaks of
her firm breasts.
Jenny felt goose bumps on her flesh as
the cold, clammy hands began to move
up her
sides, knowing where they were going.
All of the others watched as Jenny
struggled to stay still as they crept under
the soft underside of her breasts and
hefted them up, her breasts sitting in his
palms. He bounced them erotically, her
nipples growing harder in expectation,
in spite of her revulsion. She could
never control the arousal of her nipples.
"Watch my hands, Jenny."
Sandra felt sorry for Jenny. She wasn't
even a woman, yet this man was treating
her like one, stripping her naked and
Sandra knowing that soon he would be
pawing her body.
She wished she could help her, but she
was powerless.
Jenny looked down at the wrinkled
hands moved over her breasts, shivering
when his
fingers rolled her nipples, a shudder
running through her body and between
her legs when her nipples felt like they
were hard rocks of pleasure. She could
only watch as two fingers gripped her
nipples, Jenny remembered the feeling of
the man's pinching fingers on the bus.
She watched as they tightened, her
nipples crushed between his fingers. He
might be old, but he was still powerful,
her nipples feeling like they were caught
in a vise.
Her lips quivered when he pinched her
nipples, but she didn't move a muscle.
He liked that. "Do you like that, Jenny?
Do you enjoy a bit of pain?"
She didn't answer, ashamed of the
correct answer. He finally released her
nipples, Jenny seeing them harder and
more pointed then she had ever seen
them before.
"Are you a virgin, Jenny?" Shahin
looked into her eyes.
"Yessss," but she was positive that it
wouldn't be much longer. She wasn't
sure if she feared it or would welcome
it. If it were a young man that would take
her, it would be different, not this old
man for the first time. She felt the
revulsion of him sticking his organ
inside her, though the thought of taking a
man for the first time excited her.
"Stand up straight, Jenny. You have a
lovely body and you should not try to
hide it by slouching. Stick out those firm,
young tits for me to see."
Her back went rigid, arching until her
breasts were sticking out like two big
cones, pointed with her big, brown
nipples, aroused by his fingers.
"You obey well, Jenny. Spread your legs
for me."
Her legs felt like rubber, but she obeyed,
parting her legs, knowing his hand
would soon be between them and a man
would touch her naked pussy for the first
time.
"Wider, Jenny, spread your legs wider."
She felt shameful, a man telling her to
spread her legs and she did it willingly.
She looked over, her mother staring at
her, Muta tapping the whip on his hip to
remind her for the failure of obedience.
She spread her legs wider, feeling the
hot air blowing between her legs. She
looked down as his hand slid over her
naked belly, his fingers sliding through
the silky strands of her pubic hair,
curling into the hair and plucking out a
hair by the follicle when it grew tangled.
She felt the prick of the hair pulled out,
but the pain paled in comparison to the
tingling she felt deep in the follicles as
his fingers played across her mound.
Shahin had never felt such soft and
delicate pubic hair as this one, the
blonde hairs fine and silky. His fingers
teased through her pubic mound, curling
his fingers in them until he felt some of
them popping out. She didn't move a
muscle as one finger slid lower, staring
into her eyes as his finger found the tight
slit of her pussy. He could tell that she
was a virgin, her lips pulled together so
tight, a trait only found in virgins. He
wasn't surprised that the tip of his finger
grew wet with her desire, rubbing his
finger up and down her slit until he
found the dark, tight mysterious hole that
beckoned his finger inside. The tip of his
finger began to enter her, Jenny's legs
spreading wider to accommodate him.
The
muscles of her pussy tried to keep him
out, but he was relentless, his finger
moving from side to side until her felt
the hot furnace of her pussy grip the tip
of his finger with such tightness.
It was the first time that someone's finger
beside her own entered her, feeling it
wiggling from side to side, Jenny unable
to stand still as she was slowly impaled
with his finger.
She didn't know why she had to defend
herself, but the words were blurted out
of her mouth without any thought. "I
busted my hymen masturbating, but no
man has ever been inside me."
"Yes, I can tell. You can barely take a
finger; a man would have to be very
small for you to have accommodated
him." He took his finger from her tight
hole, but he cupped her mound, his
fingers digging into the puffy lips, Jenny
spreading her legs wide. He liked a girl
that spread her legs so willingly.
His hand was huge as it cupped her sex,
his powerful fingers digging into her
tender, virgin flesh. One finger pushed
apart her lips, rubbing up and down her
slit as he clenched and unclenched on
her unprotected sex. Her pussy lips were
pressed together, strong fingers pinching
them as he did to her nipples, the same
strange excitement forcing more juices to
flow from her pussy. She could barely
breathe, wanting to pump her hips back
and forth, but shamed by her own
reaction. He stared into her eyes as he
fondled her with immunity as everyone
watched.
Shahin pulled his hand from her crotch,
moving his fingers up to her mouth. He
saw the thick lips pursed together, using
one of his wet fingers to paint her lips
with her own arousal. His finger was
insistent until her lips finally parted, the
wet finger entering her mouth. "Suck it."
Her tongue began to run over his finger,
Shahin's cock growing in anticipation of
how her mouth would feel wrapped
around his organ. "Are you a virgin here,
Jenny?"
She could taste her own juices on her
lips, surrendering as the finger entered
her mouth.
It was just like her mother sucking
Kamal's cock, Jenny fascinated by what
she did, wishing it were she that was
forced to perform the unnatural act. She
wanted to do it, but was afraid,
especially as others would see her
taking a man's organ in her mouth and
drink down his sperm. If she were
forced, she would have no choice. She
nodded her head, her mouth filled with
his fat finger, her tongue working it over
as if it were a cock in her mouth.
She might not be experienced, but Shahin
could see that she was eager. He let her
suck his finger for a minute before he
pulled it out of her mouth, but not before
he rubbed her spit over her lips. "How
about your ass, Jenny?"
Her eyes opened up wide when he said
that. My ass, what did he mean? "III,
nnnott surreee," her voice trembling in
confusion.
"Don't you know, Jenny? Have you ever
taken a man up your ass for his
pleasure?" He knew that she never
fathomed that a man would want
sodomize her, but wives would
never allow such a thing so the men
would seek out their pleasure on
unsuspecting girls that had no choice but
to submit.
She never heard of such a thing. Yes,
men were always rubbing their organs
on her butt on the bus, but she thought
that was only because they were behind
her, not that they would even consider
putting their organ into such a filthy hole.
Then she remembered how Malik had
used his finger to tease at her anus and
the strange tingling she felt when he
probed it. "Never!"
"I shall see, Jenny. Turn around, let me
see your ass." His hand was on her hips,
turning her in case she tried to resist.
Jenny knew she had to obey him, Muta
ready with the whip, her white buttocks
convenient and soft to be punished with
the bite of the leather. She felt like an
animal on display, forced to turn her
back so they could see all of her.
"Lovely, firm ass cheeks, Jenny. Bend
over now, show me all of your
treasures," Shahin's voice rose up in
excitement.
Jenny was frightened as she bent over as
he instructed her, keeping her long, slim
legs together from her ankles to her
crotch to protect her modesty. She turned
red in shame when she heard the excited
gasps from the other men in the room as
they watched her perform and display
her body to them. She felt his hands on
her cheeks, her buttock muscles
clenching tight as he touched her naked
skin.
He never felt such smooth skin, not
weathered and dried, but soft and supple
to his touch.
He felt her muscles trembling in fear
beneath his touch. She had a profound
crack that split her delicious cheeks in
two, her muscles gripping it tightly
closed. "Reach back and spread your
cheeks apart, Jenny. I want to see your
virgin holes." She didn't move quick
enough, the loud splat of the riding crop
on her cheek by Muta making her hands
move quickly behind her.
Her ass cheeks stung, Jenny shamefully
reaching back with both hands to grasp
her
cheeks. She slowly began to pull them
apart, fighting her own muscles as her
twin cheeks parted. Jenny could feel the
hot air blowing on her anus and her
pussy as she revealed her inner body to
the men.
Shahin saw the pink flesh of her virgin
pussy revealed from the back, still
glistening with the juices that his fingers
had extracted, but his eyes were drawn
higher up. She had such a tiny anus, a
brown, wrinkled hole surrounded by a
sea of white flesh. Nothing had ever
been up there, not a man's cock. "Hold
still while I test your tightness, Jenny."
He put one hand on her back to hold her
as his hand slide down over her buttocks
and
through the sweat-drenched crack of her
ass.
Sandra could only watch as the Emir
violated her young daughter, his finger
slid down between her cheeks until the
fat finger was poised over her virgin
hole. No one had ever touched Sandra
there, unable to comprehend the shame
that Jenny must feel as the
excited man began to slowly sink his
finger into her cringing little rectum.
Jenny felt the pressure of the finger on
her anus, circling the tiny hole, unable to
control her own muscles as the finger
made them spasm. She felt it begin to
enter her, her anal ring forced open by
the dry finger that probed her. She
gasped in sudden surprise when her ring
opened up and suddenly pulled his finger
into her rectum. The finger never
stopped moving, pushing back and forth
against the soft, elastic walls of her
virgin hole, pressing against the muscles
as they fought to expend the invader from
her backside.
She suffered the rude fingering of her
backside.
Shahin pulled his finger out, looking
down as the pink flesh of her virgin hole
stretched out around his finger as it
withdrew as if it didn't want to release
it. She was hot and tight, like a blast
furnace, her muscles rippling up and
down his finger in protest but giving
Shahin such delightful contractions on
his finger. He couldn't even imagine how
good it would feel if it was his cock that
was encased in the hot, tight virgin hole
for the first time. He wiped his finger on
her ass cheek. "Straighten up, Jenny."
At least the blood rushed out of her head
as she stood up. She could still feel the
finger inside her, her muscles rippling in
shameful contractions. All of them men
were looking at her, Jenny looking down
at their pants to see them all sport large
erections. The Emir's finger in her anus
had excited the men.
"10,000 Dirham's for the pair of them."
It was not a question. It was a fair price
and Muta knew better then to try
negotiating anything more.
"Thank you, your Excellency." He turned
to the two American women. "Get
dressed."
Jenny and Sandra were glad that they
could cover their naked bodies, but they
feared their future. They were just
purchased like animals and knew that
they would be used sexually in the most
perverted ways. Sandra felt sorry for her
young, virgin daughter.
Jenny felt a perverse excitement of
taking a man's organ into her virgin body
and
experience the pleasure of being
fulfilled as a woman.
CHAPTER 5
Bound and Eaten Alive
It was a long, arduous trip to the Emir's
palace deep in the desert. They were
taken by truck, the vehicle hitting every
bump in the road. They were bound,
their wrists behind their back, the guards
making sure they were tight on purpose,
enjoying as they cringed in pain. There
legs were untied, but a rope encircled
their necks and kept them pinned to the
side of the truck in an upright position. It
was so tight that they could barely
swallow.
Sandra feared that the men would molest
them as they drove, but they didn't touch
them, though their eyes ogled them
continually, the bouncing of the truck
made their breasts rise and fall
sensuously.
It was morning by time they reached the
palace, the door opened up in the back
of the truck and the bright lights blinded
them. Jenny felt the relief when the rope
was taken from around her neck, afraid
she would suffocate or be strangled. She
was led out, her mother following. The
palace looked huge from the inside,
entering through the back way, but
walking down massive hallways that
looked like they were endless. Jenny
saw many women running around,
maids, cooks, servants and concubines,
though none of them
were American's or even European.
They all stared at them as if they were a
novelty.
Jenny turned to see her mother led off;
Jenny pushed into a room, two huge,
black men guarding the doorway,
another one inside. The guards inside
was almost naked, only a pair of shorts
on his body and sandals on his feet. His
black skin glistened, his thighs thick as a
small child, arms and chest bulging with
muscles that rippled with the slightest
movement. Jenny blushed when she
looked at his crotch, a thick cock
pressing out the front of them like a
weapon. It had to be over a foot long,
big around as a tin can. She could only
imagine what it would look like or feel
like.
Aludra was waiting for her, told of her
arrival. She looked at Jenny, older then
she was, but she heard that she was a
virgin. How could that be? I was sold
when I was twelve.
Aludra had never seen hair as gold as
hers or skin as pale. She looked at the
body hidden by the abaya, seeing the
naked breasts swaying back and forth, as
she walked.
They were big, Aludra feeling a bit
jealous of her small breasts. "Untie her,"
she instructed the black guard. He made
short work of taking off the rope, his
strength so powerful that he could have
probably ripped them off in his bare
hands. He was more virile then
Aludra's desert Masters, wishing it was
he that took her instead of the old men
with thick cocks and clammy hands.
"I am Aludra. I will prepare you for
Emir Shahin and his guests. You must
obey me or the guard will whip you until
you do. Do you understand?" She spoke
with broken English, but she saw the
recognition in the girl's eyes.
"Yes, I'm Jenny," not sure if she knew
her name. She looked around the room,
so spacious and finely furnished; the
comforter on the big bed soft and fluffy.
Would this be where I will lose my
virginity? After baring her body to so
many strangers, she almost welcomed
losing her virginity more intimately. She
feared the girl's words, the Emir and his
guests. She hoped that she just misspoke
with her English.
"You will sleep now so you will be
fresh tonight when Emir Shahin summons
you.
Undress and I will get you some tea."
Aludra went over to the table and
poured a cup of the hot tea, a special
mixture of hashish with the blended tea.
She would sleep soundly once the magic
elixir worked through her veins. There
would be more when she was
woken, a different drug that would
heighten all of her senses and dull her
inhibitions. She looked and saw that
Jenny was still in her abaya. "I said
undress. Must you be whipped before
you obey?"
"NNNO, but he is going to watch?" She
looked over at the black guard that
continued to stare at her.
"He will always be here. Don't be so
modest, soon you will be spreading your
legs for any man that the Emir instructs
you to service. He owns you body and
soul. Now strip
naked!"
Jenny refused to look at the guard as she
slipped out of the abaya and stood naked
in the center of the room.
"Sit and drink the tea. You need your
rest."
Jenny felt self-conscious to be sitting at
the table and sipping tea while she was
naked, careful not to spill any hot tea on
her naked breasts. She took a sip of the
tea, stronger then even the Arabic tea she
had drunk before, but before she could
say anything, she felt this wonderful
glow covering her body as it slid down
into her stomach. In spite of all that had
happened in the last few days, it felt like
she didn't have a worry in her body. She
took another sip, then more, her belly
filling with the sweet surrender of the
magic tea.
Aludra gave her another cup of tea, but
Jenny's eyes were already glazing over
and her speech began to slur. She drank
the second cup with a hunger, her
breathing slowing down as her eyes
began to close. "Let me help you into
bed."
Jenny could barely walk as she was led
over to the bed. She fell into the soft
comforter, the mattress engulfing her
body, never feeling anything so soft and
luxurious, too many years of sleeping in
tents in the desert. Her legs parted as she
fell into bed, but she didn't have the
strength to close them, even though the
black guard stared between her legs. It
just didn't seem to matter.
Aludra looked down at the naked girl,
her eyes already closed as the drugged
tea took her consciousness away. She
looked at her bush, soft, blonde hairs
doing nothing to hide her full pussy lips.
Aludra climbed onto the bed, taking off
her short, hip scarf and the sheer top that
covered her breasts. She lay down next
to Jenny, looking over to make sure that
the guard was watching. Her fingers
began to pluck at the girls large, brown
nipples, watching them grow with just
the slightest touch. She couldn't resist,
bending over and sucking one of the
large nipple in her mouth. She bit on the
tip, nibbling on the rubbery flesh, the girl
moaning softly in her drugged sleep.
Aludra went from one nipple to the next
until they both stood out hard and red.
The guard looked at the two naked girls
on the bed, Aludra's hand sliding down
over the blonde girls belly and through
her blonde bush. He had never seen a
girl so white or blonde before, his eyes
staring between her legs as Aludra
spread the young virgin open so he could
see the pink pussy that was sparkling
with her juices. His cock thickened at
the thought of looking down to see his
black cock slicing up between her pink
lips and fuck deep inside her. She would
feel his black sword inside her. He
continued to stare as Aludra raised the
girl's legs up and then parted her knees,
prying open her sex for him to see.
She teased the guard, seeing his erection
grow bigger as Jenny was opened up to
his ogling eyes, sure that he was
imagining it was him on the bed with
her. Aludra peeled back the girl's tight
virgin pussy lips, her gentle fingers
caressing the soft inner flesh of her pink
pussy until Aludra could see the motion
of the drugged girl's hips as she
subconsciously responded to her touch.
The Emir often made Aludra perform
with other girls for the entertainment of
his guests. Over the years, Aludra began
to enjoy her role, the only time she got to
dominate another, instead of being
dominated by her desert Masters. Her
fingers sought out the girl's clit, drawing
it out from its protective hood, her finger
rubbing the tip until it swelled with
blood and arousal. Against her white
skin it looked so much bigger then
Aludra's clit, rubbing harder as if she
wanted to punish the girl. The drugged
girl's hips began to move more urgently,
her legs spreading wider. She was
responding. Aludra wanted to feel the
heat of the girl, but she dared not enter
her, afraid of busting her hymen and
ruining the Emir's prize.
Jenny was drifting in and out of
consciousness or sleep, not sure which.
She didn't know what was real or what
was a dream. All she could feel was an
increasing arousal, wishing she could
move her hand and masturbate, but her
arms hung uselessly by her side, Jenny
unable to raise them. Yet at the same
time, she imagined her fingers stroking
her pussy, up and down until her juices
flooded her sex. She moaned louder
when fingers touched her clit and teased
at it until it swelled so big that she was
afraid that it would burst. She wanted to
put a finger inside her, but it slid down
her slit and underneath her until she
found it poised on her anus, just as the
Emir had done to her. A finger pinched
her clit, driving her drugged hips up
from the bed, the other finger spearing
through the tight ring of her anus and
shoving deep into her rectum. She came
explosively, her body jerking
uncontrollably as her clit and anus was
stimulated by the fingers, touching her in
ways that she had never done before.
The Emir would love this one, very
amorous, Aludra's fingers pinching her
clit almost as punishment for her beauty,
but the girl bucked on the bed, thrusting
her ass off of the bed and leaving her
anus exposed and vulnerable. Aludra
took the opportunity and penetrated the
tightest anus she ever felt, her finger
fighting the muscles that tried to keep it
out.
Even in her drugged state, the girl came
repeatedly; flooding Aludra's fingers and
running down her crack to lubricate the
impaled anus, Aludra sawing the finger
back and forth until the girl finally
slumped into her drugged sleep. Aludra
flipped the girl over onto her belly,
spreading her legs wide until her cheeks
opened up and her abused anus came
into view by the guard. She smiled at the
guard as Aludra held the girl's cheeks
apart until her anus spread as wide as it
could without tearing. She left the girl
like that so the guard could stare for
hours at the virgin anus he wanted so
badly. "I'll be back before she is awake
to get her ready for the guests. You make
sure she stays pure," she teased the
guard, brushing her hand over the
monster cock that threatened to tear
through his shorts as she passed him by.

Jenny woke up refreshed, but horny. She
was on her belly, her legs spread wide,
looking over to see the guard staring up
between her legs, Jenny quickly closing
her legs. The door opened, Aludra
entering.
"Did you sleep well?"
"How long was I asleep?" She looked
around the room for her mother, but she
wasn't there. She remembered that she
was dragged off to another room.
"Ten hours. I hope you are well rested
for the Emir." She would be fucking a lot
tonight.
The Emir was insatiable, especially
with a new virgin.
"Where is my mother? Is she okay?"
Jenny should be worrying more about
herself, but she needed to know.
"She is probably waking up like you
now. I am sure that the Emir has plans
for her also.
Let's get some food into your stomach.
You'll need your strength for what lay
ahead for you." Aludra helped the girl
off of the large bed. The food was
already laid out. It was also laced with
the drugs that would make her compliant
and amorous. Taking the Emir's cock for
the first time would be painful for any
girl, especially a virgin.
Jenny found she was hungry, scoffing
down the food almost like an animal.
The more she ate, the better it tasted,
able to taste all the subtleties in the food.
She never enjoyed eating so much,
wondering what spices the cook used to
make it taste so good. She
looked over at the black guard, still
staring at her naked body, but her gaze
went to the tight shorts he wore and the
thick cock that was etched on them. Her
fingers almost felt like they were trying
to curl around it, wanting to touch it,
wanting him to force it into her mouth
until her lips tore. She had never seen a
black man naked before, but she could
imagine him and his big, black cock in
her head. Why am I having these
thoughts?
"Come, I will bathe you and get your
ready for the Emir." Aludra could see
the drugs working in the girl's body, her
gaze distant and the way she looked at
the guard as if she were ready to devour
him.
Jenny never had anyone bathe her since
she was a child, but it almost felt
natural, as if she were a Queen. The
bathtub was large, filled with hot water
and bubbles, the water feeling like silk
as it clung to her skin. She leaned back
in the tub, closing her eyes, her mind
drifting again with erotic thoughts. She
felt a washcloth softly rubbing over her
breasts, knowing it was Aludra that was
bathing her, but it felt sexy, her nipples
springing to a painful hardness. The
washcloth went over her belly, Jenny
trying to spread her legs to accommodate
it, feeling the soft washcloth rubbing
along her slit, lubricating it with the
silky water. She moaned in pleasure as
the washcloth touched every bit of her
body.
Aludra helped her stand up, turning her
away from her, then she felt the
washcloth rub down her back. She didn't
move as it caressed her buttocks, not
even when fingers
opened up her cheeks so the washcloth
could rub up and down her crack and
send
spasms in her anus. Why did I feel such
delicious tingling when something
touched me back there? Jenny spread her
legs wider so the washcloth could pass
between them, her hips rocking back and
forth as she masturbated on the gentle
touch of the washcloth. She was
disappointed when Aludra toweled her
off, aroused but unfulfilled.
Jenny looked into the mirror, not
believing it was her reflection that
stared back. She was no longer a little
girl as her mother had said. She was
dressed up in a shimmering white skirt,
if you could call it that. It was more like
two pieces of translucent material, one
in the front and one in the back. It was
secured to the waist, but both sides were
open, showing her naked flesh from her
feet to her waist, including her naked
hips and the slightest movement would
reveal her buttocks, or part of them. The
top was white with gold trim, made of
the same sheer material. It hung down
from her neck to barely cover her
bosom.
The back was non-existent. Her large,
brown nipples stood out brazenly from
beneath, the rigid points looking like
cones as it pressed out the material.
"Yes, the Emir will like you Jenny."
Aludra handed her a small cup. "Drink
this." It was more of the same drugs in
her food.
Jenny didn't protest, eagerly drinking
down the cup. She followed Aludra
down the
hallway, the soft patter of their bare feet
on the tile floors. They came to an
immense doorway, twin doors that had
to stand fifteen feet tall, covered in gold.
Four black guards stood outside, one
opening the door as soon as they arrived.
"Go in, they are waiting for you." Aludra
gave her a gentle nudge into the room
and then the door was closed. When
Aludra would come back later to get her,
she would be a
changed woman. She would learn the
power of her desert Master.
Jenny almost stumbled when she walked
in, the door closing behind her with a
loud boom.
The room was huge, acrid smoke
billowing up from hookah pipes hovered
in a thick cloud through the room. It
became silent as the men turned to stare
at her. They were sitting on large
pillows spread out on the floor, but
Jenny instantly recognized the Emir. He
had the largest pillow in the center of the
room, the rest of the men circling him in
deference.
There were at least ten men in the room,
not a single man under fifty, many in
their sixties or seventies. They all wore
robes that hid their bodies, but Jenny
could only imagine what lay beneath
them. To one side of the room was a
large bed like the one in the room she
came from, the comforter made of gold.
If she had looked harder, she would
have seen the leather cuffs in the corner,
but her eyes were drawn to the Emir as
his voice boomed in the room.
"Come hear, Jenny. Meet my guests."
Every word from his mouth was an
order, not a request. "This is my newest
concubine, an American. She is older
then most girls I acquire, but she has no
experience, a virgin in all her holes. I
acquired her mother also, the same
looks, but older and experienced. She
will be played with differently. She is
for men that like their sexual pleasure
more demanding and physical."
Jenny almost raced over to him, not
wanting to disappoint or anger him. Her
mind was a little clouded, but she knew
the power this man had over her and
what he could do to her if she was
defiant. She knew that he would take her
sexually, but she was almost excited at
the prospect for some strange reason.
She would show her mother that she
wasn't a little girl and that men desired
her as much as her mother, or more.
"Yes, Sir." She stood straight and rigid,
arching her back and thrusting out her
breasts for him. He looked at up her as
she stood their proudly displaying her
body. She looked around the room, not
wanting to see his eyes gazing at her
lewdly. It was the most lavish room she
had ever seen. There were fine silks
hanging from the walls, animal skins
covered the floor in their softness and
statues of gold and silver.
Emir Shahin gazed at the young girl, her
skin like silk, a wide expanse of naked
flesh running up her side, remembering
the look of her naked and the feel of her
hot flesh making his cock rise to the
occasion. "Come sit down next to me."
He pulled more pillows close to him,
though his pillow was still the largest
and the highest.
Jenny was still confused by the glow in
her stomach, the haze in her head and the
strange longing between her legs. She
wished she could go back to the room
and masturbate her strange desires away.
She barely felt him as his large hand
came out and pulled her closer to him, or
his other hand that found her naked leg,
the soft skirt pushed aside to leave a
wide expanse of her thigh revealed. A
hot drink was brought to her, smelling
like the one Aludra had given her to
drink. She tried to blot out the image of
the old men staring at her half naked
body, taking a sip, then more until it was
empty. The warm glow spread to her
fingertips and her toes. She stretched out
on the pillow, noticing that the Emir's
hand was not idle, but gently rubbing her
inside thigh, pushing the skirt aside as he
fondled the smooth, silky skin of her
supple thighs. She knew what he wanted,
he had already probed her intimately in
front of many men in the auction, and this
would be no different. She knew that she
was in trouble, with no escape but to
submit. Her father couldn't help her; her
mother was probably suffering a similar
fate or worse. She was on her own.
"I have never seen such a pretty desert
flower. Your skin is like silk, your
breasts like giant fruit waiting to be
suckled." Shahin grew excited at taking
his pleasure with this young virgin. The
others would see and be jealous of his
sexual prowess. He would make the
young girl cry out in pleasure and pain.
He pulled her closer to him, his hand on
her chin, forcing her to look into his
eyes.
Jenny couldn't resist him, forced to
submit, a tear in her eye as the last of the
resistance in her body was gone. She
was forced to stare at him, feeling one of
his hand slid up her naked side until she
felt the cold, clammy fingers touched the
soft side of her naked breast. She tried to
fight it, but his finger touched her nipple
so slightly that it felt like a light breeze,
making it spring to life with pounding
excitement. His hand on her leg became
more urgent, pulling her leg to one side
until they were parted, the skirt the only
thing protecting her sex from his eyes
and hands. The hand probed higher up
her thigh, only inches from her
unprotected sex. She felt the silk skirt
running lightly over her blonde mound,
not having to look down to know that he
had exposed her sex for all to see. His
fingers moved to her crotch, the callused
fingers running along the edge of her
mound, teasing at the follicles of blonde
hair that were almost invisible. It sent
shivers through her body, especially
between her legs. She could feel the
dampness, shamed that her body was
responding as if he were her boyfriend
or lover, not her Master.
"Spread your legs, Jenny." She obeyed
without question, one last sigh from her
mouth, but her legs spread like a wanton
whore, all the men staring between them
to capture the sight of her pale skin,
blonde bush and the pink flesh of her
virgin sex.
The air pushed from her lungs as she
spread her legs in shame, the Emir's
hand sliding over her mound, the heavy
hand coming down to consume it in his
flesh. Urgent fingers sought her out, two
fingers gripping her puffy lips and
squeezing them as he pulled out until she
felt her lips stretching, the fingers
tightening on their prey. He twisted and
turned her lips, gnarling the lovely flesh
into a twisted pile of flesh, Jenny
shamed as her body flooded his fingers.
Why am I growing wet with his cruel
touch? I should be despising what he is
doing to me, not growing excited. His
fingers were never idle for five minutes,
touching her, probing her, making her
wetter with each touch. She couldn't stop
her legs from spreading wider, telling
herself it was to stop the pain, but she
knew deep inside that she was only
giving him greater access to everything
she had. She wanted to feel a cock
inside her, even if it was his. Her body
had this strange desire that only a real
cock could quench.
"Look at how wet she grows." Shahin
held up his fingers, the light reflecting
the wetness that covered them in her oily
juices. He went back to work on the girl,
pushing the top aside until both of her
young, firm breasts were bared to his
eyes. He ran the tip of his fingers over
both of the tips, so lightly, back and forth
until she began to arch her back and
thrust them out to seek his touch.
Her legs open and closed as her pussy
muscles clenched on an unseen lover
while her nipples were teased by the
lightest touch. Jenny wanted more,
harder, more demanding fingers. She
strained to push her breasts out into his
hands, but he would pull away, Jenny
stretching more until her back was
arched obscenely. "EEEEWWW," she
hissed through clenched teeth. The light
touch suddenly was gone, strong fingers
feeling like pliers gripped her nipples
and crushed them in their powerful grip.
She felt the pain shoot through her
breasts, but she kept her back arched,
thrusting her nipples into the clutches of
his fingers, the pain turning to pleasure
by time it raced between her leg.
"Yes, you do love the harsher touch of a
man's hands. I hope your mother has the
same trait, she will get plenty of that."
He pushed back his robe until he was
bared to the girl, seeing her turn away
when his cock jutted up like a giant log.
"Are you ready for this, Jenny?"
She couldn't believe it, turning her head
away when he uncovered himself. It was
huge, almost as big as the black guards
bulge in his pants, but this one was
naked.
He grabbed her golden hair, curling his
fingers in and pulling her towards his
exposed cock. "Don't be afraid, little
one; soon you will worship my scepter."
She was forced to look at it, seeing it
bounce up and down as if it had a mind
of its own. It had to be a foot long, the
shaft covered with gnarled blue veins of
pounding blood that looked like vines
running up a tree trunk. There were
bumps and ridges of skin that laced the
shaft, but it was the head that made her
recoil in shock. Not like the shaft, the
head was smooth except for the thick,
red ridge that ran around the base of it,
the head slowly shrinking in size until it
got to the hole in the tip, already
glistening with juices that dripped from
it. The ridge looked like a giant flange,
thick and protruding, Jenny mind
conjuring up how that would feel if it
were stroking and stretching her tender
virgin flesh. She would never survive
taking such a monster between her legs,
or in her mouth. As much as she was
revolted by it, she couldn't take her eyes
off of it.
He hefted up his cock as if it were a
weapon, stroking it back and forth just as
she would soon do to it. "See how it
leaks for you. It'll make it glide easier in
your tight pussy."
Jenny clenched her thighs tightly
together, contracting her pussy muscles.
She was scared of something that big,
but excited at the though of how it would
feel inside her.
She was startled when he stood up,
closing his robe, but there was no
denying that his cock was still hard and
erect, jutting out the front of the robe.
"Come with me," pulling her off of the
pillow on the floor and leading her over
to the bed.
He was going to fuck her and there was
nothing she could do about it. Her body
was almost calm. He led her over to the
bed, but she noticed the other men
getting up and following them. Was I to
feel the shame as they all watched as the
Emir raped me? They stopped when they
got to the bed. That is when Jenny
realized what was attached to the
corners of the bed. There were leather
straps wrapped around the bedposts and
attached to each strap was a leather cuff.
She panicked when she realized that it
was to secure someone to the bed.
Secured and spread. She felt the hairs
stand up on the back of her neck from the
fear, but she also felt the sudden wetness
between her legs. With her bound and
spread on the bed, they could have their
way with her in any manner. They could
take her in her mouth and she would
have no choice but to swallow their
thick cocks and drink down their sperm.
Just as my mother did. Just as I wanted
to be forced to perform.
"Take off your clothes, Jenny. You
wouldn't need them anymore. You'll be
fucked all night long."
She was resigned to that fact by time the
flimsy garments were a puddle on the
floor. The men were surrounding her,
already feeling hands touching her like
the men on the bus, hands running over
her naked buttocks, a stray hand pinching
her nipple, even a hand pulling her pubic
hairs until they plucked painfully out.
"Lay on the bed on your back first,
Jenny. Put your hands over your head."
Her eyes pleaded with him, but his hand
was already stroking the monster in his
pants as the Emir watched her climb into
the center of the large bed. The men
were gathering around on all sides as
she slowly put her arms over her head,
looking back to see that the posts were
widely spread. She had to stretch her
arms to reach the corners, men's hands
ready to help immobilize her, quickly
grabbing her wrists and securing the
worn leather cuffs around her slim
wrists and pulling them so tight that she
could feel her fingers begin to tingle.
Her arms were pulled back so far and
wide that her back barely touched the
bed. She feared what they would do to
her legs. She looked as the Emir went to
the foot of the bed, the only man there.
Maybe he wouldn't tie her legs, or
spread them.
"Give me one ankle, Jenny." Shahin held
out his hand until her leg began to move,
softly whispering across the smooth
comforter until he could grab it with his
large hand.
She felt his large hand encircle her
ankle, yanking it roughly to the bedpost,
Jenny's ass sliding along the bed until
she felt the tight leather cuff pin her
tightly. He released her ankle, Jenny
trying to pull her leg closed, but the
leather held her secured. She felt the fear
as he moved to the other corner of the
bed, the distance looking too big, afraid
he would split her up the middle.
He held out his hand, finally saying it.
"Your other leg now, I want you opened
wide."
She dumbly did as he asked, even though
she knew it would be her demise. She
spread her legs wide, but it wasn't
enough, his hand gripping her ankle and
jerking her leg to the side. This time she
couldn't slide any more, her other ankle
pinned, the only alternative would be for
him to split her up the middle like a
Thanksgiving turkey wishbone.
"AAAGGG," she moaned as her crotch
felt like it was being torn. The bed was
too big, her legs spread too wide. She
moaned as he secured her other ankle in
the leather collar.
He released her ankle, but her leg didn't
move more then an inch. Her legs had to
be spread at least four feet wide. The
men stood over her, staring at her naked,
bound body.
This was something that she hadn't
expected. Her body was bound and
spread in a giant X, her crotch aching,
the muscles in her arms and legs
quivering. It had the be the most
embarrassing thing that a young girl
could experience, bound naked and
spread for older men and it only got
worse. She looked to see all of the men
begin to undress. Soon there were ten
men naked, thick cocks jutting out over
paunchy bellies, leathered ball sacks
hanging down obscenely, all of them
looking at her with lust in their eyes.
All the men stood back in spite of being
naked and ready, for Shahin would have
the girl first. He looked down at the
girl's eyes, terror in them in spite of the
drugs. He was the last one to undress,
staring into her eyes, forcing her to look
as he revealed his cock once again to
her. He kneeled on the bed next to her,
his head slowly moving over her face
until their lips met. She didn't try to turn
away, his tongue darting into her mouth,
forcing her lips to open as he explored
the hot inner recesses of the young girl.
He was kissing Jenny like a lover, his
lips demanding, his tongue probing. She
smelled the bad breath, but she had to
suffer the indignities as his tongue ran
over her gums and teeth, finding her
tongue, Jenny forced to accept and
respond with her own tongue until they
were French kissing deeply. His hand
slid down her neck, his powerful fingers
gripping it tight, keeping her submissive
while his mouth had his way with her.
She could barely breathe, sucking in
deep breaths through her nose as his lips
sealed her mouth shut to accept only his
tongue. She felt the hand slid down
between her cleavage, fingers fanning
out over one of her breasts until they
found the hard tip of her nipple and
pinched it. "MMMGG," she moaned into
his mouth as his fingers clenched tightly
on her nugget.
Shahin released her mouth, looking
down at her wet lips. "Open your mouth
wide and stick out your tongue." He
pinched her nipple to inspire her
obedience.
Jenny didn't know what to expect, but
she obeyed, knowing that she would
have to submit to all of the depraved
demands of these men before she would
be finished with them. Her mouth was
opened wide, her tongue hanging out.
His head was poised over his when
she finally realized his intentions. She
could only keep in the position as she
saw the big drop of spit slowly running
out over his lips. It hung there in the air,
thick and milky, running down in a long
streak that finally broke from the sheer
volume and weight of the spit. She
cringed in shame when it splattered on
her tongue, coating her taste buds with
the foul taste of his spit. She endured
two more times, her mouth filling with
his spit.
"Swallow it, Jenny." Shahin smiled
cruelly as her throat convulsed as the
thick spit slowly slid down her gullet. If
she though that was bad, wait until she
got mouthfuls of sperm and was forced
to swallow it.
At least she didn't have to see his face as
his head slid down her neck, leaving a
trail of spit until she felt his face
wallowing in the deep cleavage of her
young breasts. His unshaven faced
rubbed her soft skin raw as he moved his
head from side to side. His mouth went
instantly to one her nipples, pointed teeth
digging into her nipple flesh painfully,
his lips encircling it and creating a seal
as his powerful suction drew it deep into
his mouth. His tongue rasped across the
tip, slapping it back and forth, Jenny
shamed as his suckling of her nipple
aroused it to greater hardness. The more
it grew, the harsher he became, the
thicker it grew.
He bit and chewed on one of her nipples
for long minutes, but he could feel it
growing thicker in his mouth. She might
try to act as if she hated what he was
doing, but her body betrayed her. He
went to her other nipple, but not before
he humiliated her. "Look how big her tit
grew. She loves her desert Master's
mouth. Wait until she feels my cock
inside her."
He mauled her other breast and nipple
until they were rubbed raw and
sensitive, the tips a blood red, the
slightest touch making them swell even
larger. She struggled when his mouth
slid down her belly, but the bondage
kept her secured and open to him. His
tongue lashed into her belly button like a
tiny cock, but she feared it more as it
slid lower, until she felt his teeth
gripping some of her blonde pubic hair
and pulling on them until they strained
the follicles. "EEEHH," she cried out
when he plucked a few of her hairs out,
but she was too worried as he moved
down the bed until his face was poised
between her thighs. She could feel his
hot breath on her sex, his mouth and face
only inches from her crotch. She knew
what he was going to do. He was going
to use his mouth on her sex.
The air hissed noisily through his nose
as he inhaled deeply. "Yes, virgin pussy,
such a delightful aroma. I can't wait to
taste the young girl's juices, virgin
juices." Shahin began to lick up her
thighs, feeling her muscles contracting,
but the bondage kept her spread.
Jenny hated and loved it all at the same
time. His fingers and then his tongue
began to explore her pussy. He might be
old, but his tongue knew exactly where
to go and what to do, his fingers opening
her up so that his wet tongue could find
all of her secret places.
She saw all the men looking at her, her
lips clenched tight, biting her lip to keep
from crying out in pleasure. His fingers
pinched her lips, yanking on them and
stretching them out, but instead of pain,
she only felt the pleasure as he tightened
and released her lips continually until
her juices were flowing abundantly.
Powerful fingers gripped her lips and
she felt them straining as he opened her
up. She could only imagine how she
looked, her lips pulled back, his eyes
gazing into the soft folds of her pussy
lips and seeing the wetness that coated
the pink inner flesh. His powerful
fingers kept her open and she cried out
when his tongue snaked out along her
slit, running up and down, exploring both
side of her inner lips almost clinically.
"EEEGGGG," she cried out, unable to
hide her feelings any longer, her hips
moving gently up and down in spite of
the tight bondage. She could no longer
deny her feelings or hide them. His
tongue was working its magic on her, her
body responding. She never even
considered a man doing this to her.
He lapped up her juices like a thirsty
cat, his fingers keeping her open. He had
the young girl squirming erotically on the
bed, unable to escape as his tongue
worked her into a sexual frenzy. He kept
her on the edge, feeling when she was
ready to cum, going from pleasure to
pain. He bit one of her puffy pussy lips,
his teeth sinking into the soft folds until
she cried out in pain. Then his tongue
went to work on it, lapping along the
smooth skin and drinking her arousal. He
bit both of her lips, each time she cried
out, but he had her crying out in pleasure
within moments.
He was going to make her cum, shamed
at performing like a trained dog, but she
couldn't deny the experienced tongue that
found all the spots that drove her lust.
She was just on the edge, ready to
explode. "AAAAAHHH," she cried out,
her ass rising up high off the bed. His
sharp teeth had bitten one of her lips.
Not a gentle bite, but sharp teeth dug into
the flesh, Jenny sure that she was
bleeding as the pain shot through her
groin. His tongue went to work on her
again, but Jenny's body was on edge,
afraid of the pain, but unable to deny the
pleasure that coursed through her body.
His tongue lashed high up her slit, his
fingers keeping her open to his searching
tongue. "No, No!" She cried out, but his
fingers sought out her clit. Two fingers
pinched it at the base until the blood
pounded in the tip, Jenny humiliated as it
popped out, hard and red.
"EEEEWWW," she screamed in
pleasure when his lips clasped around
the swollen tip, feeling them tightly
grasp it. She couldn't believe the
feelings that raced through her body
when his mouth sucked in it, his
powerful suction drawing it deep from
her body until she felt as if it were going
to be torn from her body. Her body was
tensed, afraid of the pain of his pointed
teeth, but all she felt was the gush of
juices that flooded his fingers when his
tongue lashed at her clit like a punching
bag, slapping it back and forth, her
pleasure button elongated and trapped in
his hot mouth. He beat up her clit with
his tongue, the swollen head flooding her
body with her juices, the tip sensitive
from the constant lashing of his tongue.
His fingers were soaked, pinching her
pussy lips tighter in order not to lose his
grip on her oily lips. She was squirming
beneath his mouth, ready to cum again,
but he would deny her again. He sucked
her clit deep and then his teeth grabbed
it in its grasp, grinding his teeth back and
forth until he was rewarded with her cry
of pain. She shrieked loudly.
"NNNNNOOO, EEEEEWWWW!" She
couldn't believe the pain that raced
through her clit.
It was like nothing she ever felt before,
the shooting pain feeling as if he had
stabbed a knife into the soft flesh of her
clit. His teeth were grinding back and
forth, her clit trapped between the sharp
teeth and Jenny unable to escape the
painful vise.
Shahin released her clit, sitting back up,
licking the young girl's juices from his
lips. "The virgin is soaked, almost ready
for my cock. Flip her over onto her belly
and hold her tight.
I have one more place to taste."
She struggled even as they released her,
knowing what the Emir was going to do.
She was no match for them, flipped onto
her belly, a firm hand in the small of her
back keeping her pinned to the bed as the
men went to work on spreading her to
the four corners of the bed again. She
felt her buttock cheeks parting as they
spread her legs, the hot air blowing on
her anus. It didn't take them long to
secure her, Jenny feeling the bed moving
as the Emir got between her legs again.
It was his tongue that she felt first,
running up and down her thighs. His
fingers dug into her cheeks, her muscles
fighting the losing battle as he spread her
crack apart until she felt her anal ring
stretching. He began to lick her buttocks,
Jenny crying softly in shame, the tongue
making broad swipes up and down her
cheeks, each time coming closer to her
pulled apart crack.
He inhaled her scent as he spread her
cheeks until her anus was revealed. It
was so small, deep brown and puckered
in spite of the probing she had endured.
Soon she
would learn to pleasure a man with her
anus, but for now, he wanted to taste her.
He slapped her ass cheek, the loud noise
ringing out in the room. "Relax your
asshole and let me have my way with
you," he ordered her in a stern voice.
Her buttocks trembled, but he felt her
muscles surrendering, though his fingers
kept her spread and open.
She sobbed as the tongue ran up and
down her crack, Jenny unable to control
the
contractions of her rectal muscles from
the obscene touch. No one should ever
be licked in such a place, but the Emir
was lapping at her crack and his wet
tongue ran lewdly over her anus, sending
it into spasms. His fingers dug deeper
into her buttocks, feeling his moist lips
encircling her anus shamefully and kiss
her loudly. It only got worse, his tongue
snaking out of his mouth and teasing at
her anus. She felt the contractions in her
muscles as the tongue began to push into
her ass, forcing her anal ring to spread
open as if it were his finger that was
penetrating her. She couldn't stop his
tongue from entering her, feeling it
worming back and forth as it sank into
her rectum, teasing at the soft muscles
that tried to force the invader out. For
long minutes, she suffered the rude
fondling of the tongue in her anus,
darting in and out while her muscles
revolted. She finally felt him plant one
final, loud kiss on her anus before he
pulled his head away, Jenny still feeling
his drying spit on her anus.
Shahin got off of the bed. "Release her,
its time to fuck."
CHAPTER 6
First Fuck and Many More
Jenny's body was still shaking when they
released her. She was aroused to a fever
pitch too many times without release.
She almost welcomed getting fucked
until she looked at the Emir's cock. It
had grown longer and thicker, jutting out
like a pole. Her only hope was that he
had made her wet enough to take such a
monster inside her. She lay still in the
bed in spite of being released. She
wasn't going anywhere, the men
gathering
around, the Emir crawling on the bed.
"Spread your legs, Jenny. I'm going to
gift you with the pleasure of my cock."
He stroked his cock with one hand as he
stared between her legs as she slowly
spread them, her wet pussy glistening
with his spit and her juices. She wasn't
fast enough for him, grabbing her slim
ankles and yanking them up into the air
until they were almost pointed to the
ceiling.
Her arms were out to the side, resigned
to losing her virginity to this evil man.
She hated that an older man was going to
be the first man inside her, but she could
do nothing but lie there and let him have
his way with her. She only hoped that
she would be able to survive being
fucked. Her shame knew no bounds, the
men gathered around the bed, naked,
hands stroking hard cocks as they waited
for their turn to fuck her. She felt the
Emir stroking his cock head up and
down her slit, gathering up her juices to
aid the penetration.
The head of his cock felt rubbery,
sliding up and down. "MMMM," she
moaned when the thick head began to
enter her, the domed head smooth, but
too thick for her small hole.
The head of his cock no longer felt soft
and rubbery, the flesh of his cock hard
and demanding as he began to spread her
open. "It's too big," she cried out, but all
the men including the Emir just smiled
lewdly down at her, the Emir's hands
lifting up her ankles higher as he began
to push his cock into her belly.
It felt like his cockhead was being
crushed in the tight, virgin hole, but her
heat drew him in. She would probably
skin him alive until he opened her up,
but it would be worth it. He enjoyed a
virgin's first scream when he impaled
them and then her pitiful pleading with
him. Slower, faster, they begged,
anything to get him to finish up inside her
and end her misery. They never got their
wish, too many friends that wanted to
feel the hot, tightness, in spite of her
virginity taken and them swimming in
another man's juices. Just to have such a
young girl beneath them made it
worthwhile. "Can you feel me open you
up, Jenny," grinning down at the girl,
watching as the head of his cock slowly
was being drawn into her hot hole. It
looked like it would never fit, but all
that was required was more force.
He get another shove with his hips, not
too hard, he just wanted the head inside.
He wanted her to fear it when it was
inside her.
"EEGGHHHH!" It felt like her pussy
was tearing open, the thick cock
relentless as it pressed through her tight
muscles and popped into her hole like a
cork in a bottle. She tried to relax her
muscles, but that didn't even help, the
cock too big and her hole too small.
"Noooo, mooorre," she begged, but she
saw the lust in his face and knew it
would do no good.
He reared back with his ass and then
thrust forward with all the power he
could muster.
His powerful hips sent his cock forward
like a battering ram, shoving aside all
the resistance of her virgin hole, beating
the muscles into submission as half of
his cock was shoved inside her belly by
sheer force. The sound from her lips and
the look on her face only made his cock
harder.
"EEEEEEEKKK," her scream was
inhuman; Jenny feeling like a sword was
shoved between her legs and was tearing
up her insides. Her hands went to the
sheets, gripping them as the pain ripped
through her insides. She never felt
anything like it before. It was as though
her insides were on fire. Another
powerful thrust sent another inch of thick
cock inside her, another scream torn
from her lips. He had a vile smile on his
lips as he stared down at her, but all
Jenny could feel was his cock jerking in
excitement inside her.
"EEEEHH!" Another thrust with his hips
and another inch of cock was fed inside
her.
"Such a hot, tight pussy. I could fuck it
all day." Shahin pulled his cock out,
looking down to see her pink insides
drawn out until only the head was
captured by her tight hole. He grunted as
he shoved back in again, this time his
cock sliding half the way inside her with
the powerful thrust, pinning her to the
bed as she screamed once again. He
didn't wait, pulling out, then plunging
back in, each time more of his cock fed
inside her belly, her screams becoming
hoarse as he picked up the speed of his
penetrations.
"It's tearing me open," Jenny cried out
with each thrust, but he only grinned
lewdly down at her, holding her legs up
in the air as his cock speared deep
inside her. She squirmed beneath him in
pain, but his cock followed her every
movement, every thrust driving deeper
into her virgin hole, stretching her tender
membranes as the dome head no longer
felt smooth, the thick ridge irritating the
soft walls of her pussy.
"Fuck her hard."
"Make her beg for it."
The men cried out their encouragement
as Shahin began to fuck her. She had four
inches of cock, out again, then back in,
five inches filling her with his proud
weapon. Shahin fought to bury his entire
cock inside her, or at least as much as he
could until he battered her cervix. Her
body was jolted with each thrust, pulling
her on and off of his cock with each
thrust. He still had many more inches of
cock when he finally hit bottom. He
ripped his cock out, only to throw all his
weight behind the next thrust that sent the
head of his cock to the bottom of her
pussy and slam harshly against her
cervix. She cried out, tears coming from
her eyes as she sobbed in pain. His
hands reached out and pinched her
nipples cruelly as he pulled out and then
sent another powerful stroke down deep
again.
He was rewarded with another cry of
pain from her lips. He didn't care; his
only concern was his pleasure, his hips
ripping his cock up and down with
powerful thrusts that shook the young
girl's body with each deep penetration.
It hurt far worse then she could have
imagined. Her insides felt like they were
bleeding, torn and lacerated by the thick
head that was relentlessly spreading her
open from the inside. The pain was
horrific when his cock head smashed
into her cervix, afraid he was trying to
enter her womb. She felt bruised deep
inside, but he cared little, his sweating
body dripping over her as he grunted
with each evil thrust. She grunted and
whined as he skewered her with his
monstrous cock, Jenny unsure how she
survived up to now. It felt like her lower
body was completely filled with hard,
punishing cock. Her body shook and
shuddered beneath him, his fingers
feeling like pliers tearing at her nipples,
her tightly stretched pussy lips aching
from the incredible pain as his cock
shaft sawed up and down them.
He shoved hard into her, burying his
cock deep inside her belly. He pulled
her legs higher, corkscrewing his hips
until his cock touched places inside her
that were never touch, stretched elastic
walls that were never meant to be
stretched so wide. He jerked his cock
almost all the way out, then shoved back
in with a powerful thrust for a second
time, corkscrewing his cock in the
painful entry. "She will learn to pleasure
her Master with her pain." He humped
her hard and fast, hammering his thick
cock into the tight fuck hole in excited
rage.
She felt him grab her legs and pinned
them almost behind her ears, his large,
sweaty, naked body covering hers. He
put his hands on her shoulders for
leverage and then
began to hammer his cock into her belly
with short, stabbing thrusts that made his
cock feel like he was trying to pierce
her. She couldn't even scream as he
picked up speed, Jenny not
understanding an old man that had such
stamina, his cock just a blur as it thrust
deep into her. She didn't think she could
stand the pain much longer when he
suddenly pulled out of her.
He threw her legs to one side until she
was on her side. Her body was almost
limp, forcing her onto her belly and then
onto her knees. He grabbed her around
the waist and drew her ass back towards
him, his cock rearing up when he saw
her red, abused pussy peeking out from
between her legs. Her head was yanked
back, the Emir's hands
gripping her long, blonde hair in one
hand and using it as a rein to pull her
back. She cried out when the cock
fucked her pussy again, thrusting in her
fast and hard as she kneeled
submissively on the bed as he fucked her
from behind. It felt like his cock was
harder, the thrust deeper in this position.
She could do nothing but take the
punishing thrusts inside her, her hanging
breasts bouncing back and forth as she
cried out in pain.
He liked to fuck the girls from behind,
able to force more cock into them,
keeping them submissively bowed
before him as his cock worked her open
as he twisted his hips from side to side.
He would stop for a moment, her body
limp as he held her up. He shoved hard
until his cock penetrated deep inside her
and he got the scream he wanted from
her lips. He stopped, feeling her body
tensed up, knowing that he wasn't
finished. He shoved in hard a second
time, pulling her back onto him to meet
the powerful stab of his cock.
Three times, he fucked her hard, and then
he went back to a furious pounding of
her pussy from behind.
Her body only felt the pain, her insides
rubbed raw by the cruel cock. She never
expected it to be anything like this, pure
pain racing through her body. He finally
threw her back down on her back,
grabbing her ankles and pulling her legs
up into the air. She felt his cock rubbing
along her sore pussy, then he pulled her
legs over his shoulders, one on each side
of his head. She felt him enter her,
slowly, filling her with each painful inch
of rock hard cock until she felt his pubic
hairs tickling her ass cheeks. He bent
over her body, her ass rising up, his
cock pushing so deep that she was sure
he would pierce her womb and tear her
open. His face was only inches from
hers, his hands on her head
forcing her to look at him.
Shahin reared up onto his knees as he
bent over her. "Do you like my cock,
Jenny?" He made his hips move a
special way, grinding his cock into her
belly, watching her bite her lip in pain
as he stretched her to her limits. He
moved his hips slowly, fucking her
slowly until he gave her a powerful
thrust that shook her body in pain.
"IIII lllovveee youurrr coccck," she
begged him, but he moved his hips in the
painful way again, feeling as if his cock
was bigger, stretching her sides wider.
He began to fuck her hard and fast,
burning up her insides as she felt every
bump, ridge and vein on his cock inside
her belly, feeling like sandpaper.
He fought not to cum, but he needed to
teach the young virgin a lesson. He
pushed his body up higher until his cock
shaft was rubbing along her clit. He
started off slowly, feeling her tense body
beneath him, expecting a painful stab
inside her, but he drew his cock out
slowly, making sure that her clit was
rubbed by his shaft. Then he entered her,
slowly, but fully until he stuffed her,
grinding his cock inside her, touching
her in a place that only he could. Out
again, drawing his shaft along her clit,
looking down to see it swelling up in
arousal.
It suddenly changed for Jenny. One
minute she only felt the pain of his cock,
but
miraculously his cock was stirring
emotions inside her that she couldn't
understand. She felt so full, man cock
stretching her open, but his naked body
covered hers and pinned her as his cock
withdrew and then pushed back in. With
the way her body was bent, it was
almost as if her clit was laying on top of
his shaft, feeling his pubic hairs, the
thick veins, even the thick ridge on the
head rubbing and arousing it with each
thrust. She couldn't let this happen, not
with all the men watching, not after what
she had just suffered under his cruel and
painful fucking. The confusion rose in
her body as his cock sawed back and
forth against her clit. She felt the heat in
her pussy, feeling an unexpected
pleasure as the fat cock began to excite
her. She couldn't understand it, but she
had no choice, her body responding as
her sexual desires caught fire. He kept
changing the way he was fucking her, but
each time her clit was rubbed excitedly.
He felt the sperm bubbling up his balls,
the heavy sacks banging joyfully against
her spread buttocks and her exposed
anus. He pumped into her belly furiously
as his orgasm came near, Shahin finally
yelling out in conquest at his once virgin
girl beneath him. He stabbed his cock
deep into her body, twisting his hips
from side to side when he felt her
respond. Her pussy muscles gripped his
cock like a small hand, clenching on the
shaft with the tight mouth of her pussy.
He could feel her ass rotate underneath
him, pulling her up higher so she could
move easier.
She was beyond control now, only the
pleasure racing through her body as the
cock
continued to fuck her. She would have
never believed that ten minutes ago
when her body only felt the agony of his
cock, but it had changed, Jenny unable to
stop her body from bringing him the
pleasure he wanted from her. She
tightened her pussy on his cock when he
shoved in, gripping it as her hips moved
from side to side in counter to his. Her
clit was rubbed back and forth when she
did this, the first tremor of an impending
orgasm taking over her body. She yelled
out when she felt it. His cock stabbed
deep inside her and then she felt it grow,
unable to comprehend how it could get
bigger, but the head bulged as if it were
going to explode inside her. Then it did.
She felt the hot sperm gushing into her
belly like a powerful jet, flooding her
pussy with his semen. It was like nothing
she could have even described. His cock
jerked and shuddered, each time
spurting out his burning hot sperm into
her. Jenny grunted and whined in
pleasure as her pussy went into spasms
on his spewing cock, her insides sucking
out his sperm and
drawing it deep into her pussy. Her
muscles exploded around his cock,
gripping his shaft with each ejaculation
inside her. Her head was filled with her
own orgasm, her body cumming as she
never did before. It never felt so good,
not even the shame of the men watching
her cum could stop it from carrying her
body from one plateau to another.
Shahin came in her and she followed
him in quick time. It felt like her pussy
was draining the cock from his balls, her
muscles milking the sperm as jet after jet
of sperm spurted from his cock with
such pleasure. He didn't even have to
move, the young girl's pussy knowing
just what to do to make his orgasm go on
continually until his balls ached from
cumming so much. The girl was
slumped, almost unconscious beneath
him when he
pulled out, a river of milky, white sperm
flooding from her pussy. He beamed
proudly as the others looked at him in
envy. "I punish virgins with my cock, but
by time I am finished with them, they
cum like whores."
Jenny was glad when he got off the bed,
her body exhausted, her fingers going
between her legs to touch her pussy. She
expected it to be torn and bleeding, but
except for a trickle of sperm leaking out
and the slightest bit sore, she could find
nothing seriously wrong. She had
survived being fucked by the Emir,
though she still felt the shame that he
made her cum. That shouldn't have
happened, not while being fucked like a
sex slave.
"I'm next," pushing one man out of the
way.
"Take your time, my friends. Jenny is
more then willing to pleasure you all."
Shahin went back to his pillow where
Aludra was waiting to clean his cock
with her mouth. He settled back in the
pillow, his hands on Aludra's head as
her warm lips engulfed his wet cock and
drew it in. His cock already began to
grow harder as her tongue swirled
around it to clean it. He watched on the
bed as Sayyid prepared to mount the
girl.
This one was older, flabby stomach
hanging over, but there was nothing
small about his cock. It was stubbier
then the Emir though not as long. He
pushed the others out of the way so he
could have his way with her. Jenny was
kneeling in the center of the bed, the
man, Sayyid, the Emir called him,
positioned her to his liking.
"On your hands and knees, Jenny," he
coaxed her, his hand on her back.
"Spread your legs for me," his hands
pushing between her silky thighs,
enjoying the supple flesh of the young
girl.
She shivered in fear when she felt his
cold, clammy hands running down her
smooth back and on her buttocks.
"Lift up, Jenny." His hand grabbed her
full buttocks and squeezed them, feeling
her muscles rippling beneath his touch.
He watched as she arched up her ass,
her cheeks parting to reveal her pussy
and the delicate crack in her ass.
He was examining her as she kneeled
submissively, her breasts feeling heavy
as they hung down like cow udders. His
hand moved to her back and then down
below her, his large hand palmed her
breast, rubbing gently back and forth
over her nipple as it betrayed her and
sprung to life. His hand became more
urgent, squeezing her large breast until
he compressed it and pushed it against
her chest. He felt both of her breasts, his
fingers fondling her until her nipples
were hard and pointed. His hand slid
back over her ass, but this time they slid
between her legs and grasped her pussy
in his large hand and gripped it tightly,
forcing her to rise up and shove her ass
up as if she were enjoying the crude
handling of her young body. He played
with her pussy hairs, running through the
fine, blonde hair, pulling sprigs of hairs
out painfully while Jenny bit her lip to
keep from crying out.
"I have never seen such fine hair,
especially here," ripping a spring of hair
out of her pubic mound and showing it to
the other men, holding it up like a trophy.
She felt the bed move as he climbed in
behind her. He knelt up between her
legs, Jenny bracing for another
inevitable fucking. It was different,
feeling him rubbing his cock up and
down her slit from behind until it almost
felt good, though she feared its size, the
thick head pushing her lips apart widely.
Hands touched her pussy, not to caress
them, but fingers grabbed the edge of her
tight hole and began to stretch her open,
Jenny cringing when she felt the hot,
rubbery flesh of his cock begin to enter
her. She gritted her teeth when his cock
began to enter her, no longer rubbery,
but hard and demanding. Her pussy had
no choice but to open up and let it enter,
Sayyid grunting as he exerted himself to
mount her. He drove into her belly
slowly, Jenny grateful as she felt how
sore she was inside from the Emir's
taking of her virgin passage. She was
still tight, but the huge cock felt like a
rock as it suddenly popped into her
pussy. She was split by his erection,
feeling it jerk and push against the soft,
elastic walls of her pussy. He paused for
a moment, but then his lust took over.
He couldn't believe how tight and hot
she was, not having such a young girl
since the last time the Emir invited him
to partake of his newest toys, which was
almost ten years ago.
It felt like he would never get his cock
into her belly, grunting and sweating as
he finally got the head to pop into the
tight hole. He looked down, amazed to
see the pink flesh of her pussy gripping
his cock with such care. He still had lots
more cock to fuck into her, eager to
enjoy all of her before he came in her.
His hands held her hips, raising her up
higher, feeling her pussy muscles
rippling on his cockhead with such
delight. He spread her legs wider, ready
to get down to some serious fucking and
teach the young girl the pleasure that
only a desert Master could give her. No
man would ever satisfy her again with
their small American cocks.
She felt her pussy begin to spread open
from within, the thick cock relentless as
it pushed in. He grunted each time he
lurched forward, Jenny bracing for the
thick head to stretch her wider as
another inch of cock was fed into her
newly fucked pussy. He would pull out,
then back in, each time more cock fed
into her belly, Jenny discovering the
strange pleasure as the hardened cock
penetrated her body with deeper thrusts.
How far would it go? Could I take
anything that thick all the way inside me?
Her mind became dazed as she
concentrated on the progress of the cock
inside her. It kept moving deeper,
driving slowly and relentlessly inside
her belly, feeling her muscles give under
the onslaught of the hard cock as it
penetrated her. Luckily, she was wet
from the load of sperm dumped inside
her, only having to contend with the
thickness of the cock. He heard him grunt
one last time, his hands digging into the
soft skin of her hips and then she felt it,
the wiry pubic hairs rubbing against her
ass cheeks like steel wool. She felt it
throb deep inside her and then jerk in
excitement. He was all the way in,
filling her pussy with its massive girth.
She almost felt a sense of
accomplishment; she had taken his
erection fully inside her.
He bottomed out in her pussy, feeling the
pleasure as her muscles rippled up and
down his shaft as his cock danced in
excitement. He couldn't wait, slowly
drawing his cock back up her tube, her
insides feeling like they were trying to
keep him in her as they pressed against
his flesh. He looked down as her pink
hole gripped his shaft and drew out as
his cock head threatened to pop free,
sighing as he thrust back in slowly,
wanting his
pleasure to last as long as he could. He
pushed back in, then out, slowly feeling
her insides loosen up as he began to fuck
her rhythmically.
Jenny hated that she felt a moist heat in
her pussy, feeling every ridge, bump and
vein on his cock teasing at the soft walls
and rubbing the pleasure into her body.
He was stroking her with long strokes,
his cock threatening to pop free, only to
thrust back in and Jenny feeling her
pussy stretched tightly around his
massive erection. As before, the cock
was exciting her pussy, her muscle
tingling as they were stroked, the heat in
her belly arousing her. Her fingers
gripped the edge of the bed tighter as his
hands moved her hips back and forth
onto his cock. Her mind was clouded,
her skin flushed as she kneeled
submissively and another older, desert
Master fucked her once virgin pussy.
She tried to fight the growing excitement,
but the second cock that fucked her was
making her just as horny as the first.
What was wrong with me? Why do I
keep getting excited at being forced to
pleasure an older man with a thick cock?
Jenny was thankful that her mother didn't
see her.
Sayyid felt her begin to move. First, it
was barely discernable, her hips moving
slightly from side to side. He relaxed his
hands on her hips, but they didn't stop.
She was pushing back her ass onto his
cock when he thrust in, pushing back to
meet him. He pushed his cock into her
belly harder, but she responded. His
hands left her hips and slid along her
sides until he found the large, hanging
breasts. He gripped them, his large
hands engulfing the flesh, the sharp
points sticking into his palms. His hands
slid down her breasts until they pinched
the hardened nubs, twisting and turning
them, her ass moving with him. He
fucked her harder, his stomach slapping
against her ass cheeks with a loud slap
that rang out in the room.
His cock was sawing in and out of her
pussy, her insides heating up from the
friction. His hands were everywhere,
fondling and pinching every intimate
detail of her body as though he owned
her. She found that she was fucking him
back with as much as enthusiasm as he
was fucking her. Her breathing was
ragged, short breaths shooting out her
nostrils as he continued to ravage her.
Sayyid was grunting behind her, his
hands smothering over her buttocks until
his fingers dug deep into her cheeks and
pulled them apart. She felt her anus open
up under the steely fingers, stretching the
tight hole, Jenny shamed as she felt his
eyes devoured her most intimate hole,
afraid of his intentions.
Sayyid wouldn't last much longer, his
body covering hers as he pulled her up
onto her knees, his hands under her, his
face buried in her neck, his lips and teeth
devouring her neck. His ass pumped up
and down, furiously fucking the young
girl like a machine, rhythmically fucking
deep into her belly with such precision.
His sweaty body was pressed up against
her back and ass, his cock continuing to
hammer into her body. She hated that he
was old and flabby, but she didn't hate
his cock.
He was pistoning in and out of her,
reaming her out with the thick cock as
her body churned in ecstasy. His hands
were harsh on her breasts, but all she
felt was excitement, the sharp slap of his
belly against her buttocks signaling his
cock deep inside her pussy.
Her ass ground up against him,
delighting in the deep penetrations of his
erection.
Shahin delighted in the way the young
girl was responding. Sayyid pulled her
upright onto his cock, but she ground her
ass back on him with such enthusiasm.
You would have
never knew she was a virgin only hours
ago. She still had her mouth and anus to
bring them pleasure and he hoped that
she would be equally enthusiastic when
it was time for her to perform. Nothing
would be more enjoyable than to look
down at the angelic face of the blonde
girl as her lips were wrapped tightly
around his cock as it was fed down into
her throat.
Sayyid pushed her back onto all fours,
Jenny grabbing the headboard as she
took the furious pounding in her pussy by
his erection. It slammed in and out, her
insides churning as the thick flesh as she
felt the strange sizzling pleasure
permeate her pussy and shoot up her
spine to hit her drugged brain. That was
all she needed, grunting low in her
throat, her head exploding with stars as
she came explosively. Her love juices
flowed like a river from her pussy,
flooding the pounding cock until all you
could hear was the sharp slap of his
body against her buttocks and the loud
sloshing of his cock inside her drenched
pussy.
Sayyid cried out loudly in triumph as he
came, jamming his cock deep into her
body and holding her pinned against him
as his cock jetted deep into her soaked
pussy. Her insides were clutching and
clenching in their own orgasm as he
came, pumping his hot sperm into her
young body. He pulled out, unable to
control the next jet, cumming as he thrust
back in along the slippery tube. His balls
emptied his sperm, four times jetting into
the young girl until he flooded her with
his potent seed. "Cum with me, my
virgin girl," her body flushed and
excited as she came with him.
He pulled out, Jenny slumping to the bed
as her orgasm left her humiliated. For
the second time, she came while being
fucked by an older man. Sayyid slapped
her ass hard when he got off the bed. She
didn't have time to rest, another naked
desert Master already on the bed,
another thick erection waiting to fuck
deep into her body. Would this ever
end? Would he make my exhausted body
cum again?
She was pushed to her side, her leg
pulled up so high that it almost touched
her ear, her crotch feeling as if it was
being split up the middle. This one was
not a big as the other, his cock longer,
but not as big in girth as the last. He was
almost sixty, but he never lost his
hardness, his cock jutting out in front of
him as soon as he had her spread. His
hand grabbed her hand, Jenny having no
choice when her fingers were forced to
curl around the hot meat.
Fatten was privileged to enjoy all that
the Emir had to offer, this young girl
such a treat for an old man. He almost
came when her soft hand encircled his
cock, guiding her hand as he instructed
her to please him. "Up and down, softly,
Jenny. Please me with your hand and get
me harder so I can fuck you." Her fingers
were so slim and petite, barely able to
get around his cock, but once she did,
she tightened them as he urged her hand
in the proper movement to please him.
"Yes, such a good girl."
She could feel it throbbing beneath her
fingertips, running her hand up and down
the shaft, feeling the blood pounding in
the veins that pulsated beneath her hand.
It was strange, Jenny stroking it, but she
was also exploring it with her fingers,
running along the shaft, thick veins
running up the shaft to take the blood to
the tip, her hand going down to the shaft
until they were ensnarled in the wiry
pubic hairs. Her crotch still ached, but
he made no attempt to let her put her leg
down. It was such an obscene position
but she couldn't do anything but try to
pleasure him and end her misery. Her
hand went lower down, touching his
balls, finding the skin wrinkled and
feeling like leather. Her fingers pinched
until she felt them, twin balls, floating
invisibly inside the ball sack. They were
heavy and hot, Jenny knowing they
contained sperm that he would soon
dump inside her body. Her hand went
back up, gripping the long shaft, her hand
sliding up until her fingers curled around
the thick ridge that encircled the head.
Her fingertips explored the edge, feeling
his cock jerk in her hand when her
fingernail ran under the ridge. She did it
again, barely able to contain the
throbbing flesh as it jerked beneath her
fingers. She couldn't believe that she had
that much control over his organ, just the
slightest touch making it throb with
desire.
He could wait to fuck her, the young girl
massaging and exploring his cock with
such precision too enjoyable for him to
stop her. Her fingers found the soft,
sensitive skin just beneath the head and
Fatten felt the sperm dribbling out the
head as her nail rubbed it with such
delight. Her fingers ran over the head of
his cock until her fingertip found the wet
tip, rubbing it all over his cock until her
fingers began to glide up and down the
slick shaft with such delight. She might
have been a virgin, but she must have
masturbated a cock many times before,
her hands working with such skill.
It was strange to masturbate a man's
cock. It was as if she was on the bus
again and the men were making her
perform the perverted act. Jenny could
feel the hot juices flowing from his cock,
knowing she was doing it, proud that she
could in spite of the
circumstances. Her hand slid up and
down the slippery cock, as she stroked it
from top to bottom. Maybe she could
make him cum and she wouldn't have to
take his cock inside her. Her fingers
tightened, gripping the shaft as his
erection slid through her fingers as she
stroked it.
He had to feel her hot insides. "Put my
cock inside you. Feel the mastery of your
desert Master." He turned until he was
close to her body, her naked breasts
rubbing against his chest, the hard
nipples touching him and scratching
along his chest. Her fingers guided him
between her pussy lips, feeling them
engulf his cock. He pushed with his hips
as he began to enter her, the spread of
her legs opening her up to his probing
cock. She was wet and slippery from the
others that had penetrated and had cum
inside her, but he cared little; she was
still hot and tight.
As another cock began to enter her,
Jenny felt her insides spread around and
grasp it. It didn't hurt, feeling good in
spite of being fucked twice now. If only
he would release her leg, but he refused,
holding it pinned against her body as his
erection entered her. She was wet so he
thrust inside her with ease, inch after
inch filling her once again. He hit bottom
quickly, six inches of cock fed into her
belly before it smashed into her cervix.
He fucked her hard, like the others, his
cock pulling out and then back in with a
powerful thrust that banged the head into
her cervix that shook her body. He didn't
take his time, feeling like he was more
interested in taking her as hard as he
could.
He couldn't believe how good she felt,
Fatten not having someone as young and
tight as this one in decades. He couldn't
contain his lust, fucking her hard with his
cock as though he was punishing her
with his cock. She took him with only a
grunt, until he felt her responding, her
insides gripping him and hips moving
with each thrust.
No, she couldn't let it happen again, but
his clammy hands drew her until her
body was pressed up against his flabby
body, his cock hammering into her belly.
She felt the stirrings in her body as the
cock continued to pound into her. No
matter what they did to her, she
responded, Jenny humiliated that she
did. Her hips began to roll as much as
she could, gripping his cock as it pulled
out, relaxing her grip on him when he
thrust in hard, taking the hard plunge
until his cock filled her again. It felt so
good to have a man's erection growing
inside her, Jenny finding a new found
excitement.
In spite of the delight the young girl was
giving him, Fatten struggled to contain
his lust, wanting to prolong his pleasure
as he felt the girl responding to his
sexual mastery. He laid back and let her
work on him, her hips rolling, her
insides grabbing him. He released her
leg, throwing her to her back, between
her legs as he thrust into her belly.
In spite of having to spread her legs to
the side so the large man could lie
between them and fuck her, it was better
than the position she was in before. It
felt like he was fucking her deeper, her
body pinned to the bed beneath him as he
continued to take his pleasure with her.
She arched up her ass off the bed to meet
him, finally throwing her legs around his
flabby ass and pulling him in. It felt as
though they were joined, his hips moving
with lightening speed for someone as old
as he. His hands began to touch her all
over, his fingers relishing her large
breasts and nipples, strong fingers
pinching them. "Fuck me, fuck me," she
cried out, her body surrendering to the
cock that filled her. What were they
turning me into? Her outburst only
inspired his lust for deeper and harder
penetrations, but Jenny took it without as
much as a grunt. She felt his heavy balls
slapping against her ass cheeks, hitting
her on her anus, her legs leaving her
open and vulnerable.
He couldn't believe he lasted this long,
struggling as he fucked her, her legs
around his ass holding him in as if he
were her lover. He fucked hard and fast,
but she took each stroke and met him
with her own. The sperm was bubbling
in his balls as they slapped against her
ass cheeks.
Her insides were stroked until she felt
the fire again. She couldn't believe that
she could cum again, but the angle of his
cock rubbed the thick head against her
clit as it plunged in with each powerful
thrust. She concentrated all her attention
on the feelings of his cock on her clit,
teasing it to greater hardness until she
couldn't contain it any longer. She let
herself go as she came, her arms coming
around her desert Master and pulling
him into her as the orgasm exploded in
her body. She came repeatedly, driven
by the cock that began to spurt inside her
belly, coating her insides with his hot
sperm. "Cum in me, you Bastard," she
cried out.
He hammered her with his spurting cock,
load after load of hot sperm flooding her
pussy with his potent seed. She was
cumming with him, Fatten proud that he
could make the girl cum with him. He
continued to fuck her until his balls were
drained. Only reluctantly did he pull out,
seeing his milky, white sperm dripping
down on the bed between her legs.
Her pussy was red from the pounding
she had teken, but there were still many
more men waiting for their turn with the
young girl before the Emir would let her
return to her room.
It went on for at least two more hours,
the line of men wanting to be inside
Jenny
continuous. All of them were older, but
there was nothing soft or small about
their organs.
By time they were between her legs,
their cocks stood out like menacing
weapons. They took her instantly, Jenny
finding her pussy filled with the hard
flesh in two thrusts, their hands
exploring all that her body had to offer.
She was put into every imaginable
position that she could think of and some
that she never even fathomed. She was
finally on the last man. He lay in the bed,
his hand holding up his erection as Jenny
was forced to straddle his hips. She
guided her pussy down on the huge
weapon, feeling it shove apart her moist
pussy lips as she engulfed it with her
own weight as she settled down on it.
He made her ride him, rising up and
down, Jenny looking down to see his
cock sliding in and out of her as if it
belonged permanently inside her. She
could control the depth and angle of
penetration so before long the stirrings
were deep in her belly, Jenny learning to
move just the correct way to ensure that
her clit would be rubbed on each
penetration. She had to force herself not
to cum until he was ready. With the first
jet of cumming blasting inside her, she
let her own orgasm sweep across her
body, her large breasts shaking from
side to side as she humped him furiously
until they both were drained from their
explosive orgasms.
Jenny was finally led off by Aludra,
Jenny barely able to walk, feeling as if a
cock was still inside her. Aludra
dumped her into a hot bath until the
sperm was washed from her body.
A hot drink had Jenny's head buzzing as
she was pushed into bed, naked as the
black guard with the hard erection stared
at her. It took only minutes before her
head was clouded and sleep overcame
her.
CHAPTER 7
Mother Performs
Sandra was bathed and pampered as if
she were a guest, but the large, black
guards with a saif in their belts, the
sword tapered to a point, were a
constant reminder that she had no
freedom. The black, muscular bodies
glistened as though they were bathed in
oil, but Sandra couldn't keep her eyes off
of the thick bulges in the shorts. Nothing
could be that big. She knew that her
drink and food was drugged, but she had
no choice, drink and eat it or starve to
death. She felt lightheaded, but it was
better than facing the reality of the
situation. The girl that was taking care of
her told her that she would be
performing for the Emir, Sandra
knowing full well what perform' meant.
The Emir was a powerful man and to
defy he would be foolhardy. She would
soon be forced to perform humiliating
and debasing acts with any man that
wanted her. The drugs they gave her
would make it
easier for her to do the obscene and
lewd acts, just as she had to do when she
sucked Kamal's cock while Jenny
watched. In spite of it all, Sandra felt the
masochistic pleasure and humiliation
turn against her, a lewd thrill running
through her body at being forced into
such acts. She feared how Jenny was
suffering through this ordeal. She was
too young and innocent for the perversity
of these men.
It had been a day with nothing
happening, but now on the second day,
she was being
readied. She wore a short, transparent
skirt that hung low on her hips and
barely covered her pubes. Except for a
pair of thin slippers on her feet, that is
all she wore, her large breasts bared for
all to see.
"It is time. Obey. The men love to punish
the slaves, but it is nothing like what
they will do to you if you are
disobedient. The Emir has many guests
tonight, so he would not hesitate to make
an example of you, or your daughter."
Sandra didn't say a word as she was led
down the long hallway, hearing loud
voices at the other end, feeling the
presence of the black guards behind her.
They came to the large double doors,
standing majestically at least fifteen feet
high, intricate carvings of bound, naked
woman etched on the door sending
shivers of fear up her spine. The doors
opened, the sound of men yelling inside
almost hurting her ears. That had to be at
least ten men seated on pillows, one man
in particular in the center, Sandra sure
he was the Emir. She looked and saw
her sitting next to him. It was Jenny. She
wanted to shout out to her, but she bit her
lip.
Jenny had been brought into the room
again, this time in what looked like a
harem outfit.
The top was made of translucent gauze
that hugged her naked breasts, the
slightest
motion of her breasts sent her nipples
rasping delightfully against the material
and drawing them into thick, hard points.
She wore a skirt that almost went to her
knees, but the sides were split high up to
allow the men freedom to push their
hands beneath it. The Emir was on one
side of her, his hand under her skirt and
rubbing along her silky thighs.
She knew better than to try and stop him,
her legs parting as his hand slid higher
and higher. Soon his hand would be
probing her pussy, Jenny surprised that
she was not sore after taking so many
cocks inside her. Each time she thought
about what they did to her, she blushed
in shame at how easily she had cum.
Another man was on her other side, his
fingers plucking at her nipples, pinching
and rubbing the tip until they ached in
pleasure. She convinced herself that it
was the drugs that made her do it, but
she was never fully convinced. She
wanted to be fucked by her desert
Masters! Forced to perform the foulest
deeds! They had already fucked her
pussy, but her mouth was still pure. She
wanted to be forced to suck their cocks,
wanting to feel the thick cocks splitting
her virgin lips, hands on her head
forcing her to move in just the right way
until they spilled their dirty sperm into
her mouth and it filled her stomach.
"Ah, your mother is here to perform for
us, Jenny. Sit back and watch. You can
learn a lot from her." Emir Shahin's
hands moved between her legs until he
found the soft hair of her mound and the
wet lips of her pussy. Two fingers
slowly entered her with ease, Jenny
moaning softly, her ass rising up to
allow him greater access.
Jenny couldn't take her eyes off her
mother as she was ushered into the
center of the room. She was almost
naked, flanked by four men, only shorts
covering their bodies but nothing could
hide the thick bulges that jutted out the
front. Two of them were black.
She never noticed it before, it was lying
on the floor but when they brought in her
mother, than they raised it up. It was
made of rough, hewn wood. There was
one upright, at least a foot thick that was
placed into a hole in the floor,
reinforced with an iron plate to support
the heavy structure. It stood up at least
ten feet. There was a cross piece of
wood, six or seven feet wide, each end
held locking shackles pinned to the
wood with thick iron bolts.
On the floor were two more locking
shackles, iron rods securing them in the
floorboards.
There was a metal ring that fit over the
main upright connecting the crossbeam,
with a thick rope that went to a windlass
at the base. With the victim secured in
the upper and lower shackles, the
windlass would allow the raising of the
upper beam, the victim forced to stretch.
Turning the windlass too high would
pull the victims limbs from their sockets.
A victim bound naked on the cross
would prove to be an intoxicating sight,
arms and legs spread, all of her open to
the evil of these men. "What are they
going to do to her?"
Jenny feared for her mother.
"She is to be taught to obey without
question. All women need a gentle
persuasion, including you." He was sure
that he felt her juices flowing more when
he said that. "The show is for your
benefit."
Sandra feared the huge structure in front
of her, knowing what it was designed
for.
"Please don't," she begged. "Let me suck
your cocks or I'll fuck you." There was
panic in her voice. Her arms were
pulled behind her back, one of the men
grabbing her tiny skirt and yanking it off
until she was naked. She felt a cock
pushed against her ass cheeks, rubbing
salaciously side-to-side, throbbing and
jerking in excitement. She was pushed
forward until she was under the
structure, looking up in fear as two of the
men grabbed her wrists and pulled them
up towards the black shackles that hung
in each corner. Her breasts rose up high
as she was stretched and spread. She
looked up as the men hit a spring and the
shackles opened noisily. Her slim wrists
were placed inside the cold metal,
Sandra gasping as it closed tightly
around her wrists and pinned her
securely. They moved away from her
arms, but she looked down as they
kneeled at her feet. She
couldn't stop them as they grabbed her
ankles, much worse then her arms as
they spread her legs, her crotch aching
as the pulled in opposite directions. The
shackles on the floor were too far away
from each other, the soles of her feet not
able to be fully on the ground by time
they locked her ankles in the cold
shackles. Her heart was racing a mile a
minute when they turned the windlass,
creaking loudly as the upper beam
beginning to slowly rise up, inch by
agonizing inch until the ring reached the
top. Sandra's shoulders ached, feeling
like they were being yanked from the
sockets and it felt like her crotch was
being split up the middle. Sweat dripped
down her naked body as she hung there
like a piece of meat, shamed to be
naked, the men looking at her as they
rubbed their crotches.
"What are they going to do to her?"
Jenny was afraid for her mother. She
saw another man enter, this one young
and virile, muscles rippling on his arms
and thighs.
"Junaid is an expert with whips and the
vulnerability of the female flesh. He is
going to make sure that your mother is
enthusiastic."
Sandra cried out when he came into the
room, going over to a cabinet, Sandra
shocked when she saw that it was filled
with whips of every size. Deep down
she knew her fate, but now she came
face to face with the reality of the
situation. He picked up a small tawse,
the leather split into two tails about two
feet long. Sandra could already feel it on
her buttocks as he went behind her. She
couldn't see him, fearing the first strike.
Junaid swung the tawse with precision,
striking both of her buttocks at the top of
their summit. He was rewarded with a
shriek from her lips, her body shaking in
the tight bondage. He didn't wait,
swinging once again, this time an inch
lower, the skin turning red where it
found her soft skin.
"AAAARRR," she screamed when the
leather bit into her flesh. It stung terribly,
a second blow opening up a new spot
lower down. She could hardly breathe
as he continued to work down her
buttocks, over the ripest curves of her
cheeks and down to the soft skin where
her buttocks meet her tender thighs. It
felt like her ass was on fire. She couldn't
stop her buttock muscles from
contracting and tightening with each
blow, then expanding to bare the deep
crack of her ass and the hidden valley of
her anus.
Junaid was waiting for just the right
time. Her buttocks opened, bringing the
tawse down the crack of her ass and
beating into the tender crease of her ass
and attacked her exposed anus with a
loud snap.
Her head threw back as she felt the whip
lash at her anus, feeling like it was
entering her, the agony racing through
her body. Her scream rang out in the
room, pleading with him.
"Not there, please, not there!"
Jenny couldn't understand why he did
that to her, the whip landing between her
buttocks and exploding on her mother's
anus. Shahin was excited at the
whipping, his fingers leaving Jenny's
pussy as it strayed across her perineum.
She never expected to feel the tingling
on the sensitive patch of skin that
separated her pussy from her anus,
feeling contractions in her pussy. His
finger didn't stop, Jenny knowing where
it was going, shamed when she felt the
thick finger running over her anus. Jenny
felt a perverse pleasure in her body at
seeing her mother being whipped so
intimately. All the years of arguing, her
mother denying her womanhood and the
way men were attracted to her
seem to come out at seeing her whipped.
It was as though she deserved it, Jenny's
pussy flowering open in unexpected
pleasure. She felt the finger pressing
against her anus, her anal ring slowly
forced to open under the insistent
probing. She let her thighs part wider to
allow her tormentor's greater access to
her sex. The man on the other side of
Shahin began to rub her slit, up and
down his fingers gathered up her juices
until he found her dripping wet clit and
teased at the swelling bud of pleasure.
Shahin's fingers were finding success in
her rectum, Jenny rising up slightly as
the finger probed deeper into her rectum.
She sat there passively as Shahin's
fingers slid deeper into her bowels,
feeling the fat knuckles pass through her
pink virginal hole and sink into her guts.
Sandra shrieked frantically as the tawse
lashed once again between her cheeks,
exploding on her anus. Her buttocks, but
also her pussy began to clench
uncontrollably as though she was trying
to pleasure an unseen lover. It still hurt
terribly, but Sandra began to feel a
strange masochistic flush over her body.
Bound and naked, her daughter watching
her degradation at being whipped,
unleashed a strange desire in her body.
Suddenly, the unseen man behind
appeared in front of her, the whip still in
his hands, eying her large, naked breasts.
No, he couldn't think of such a thing. She
could only watch in horror as he raised
the whip and brought it across her
heaving breasts, lashing her white flesh,
barely missing her exposed nipples.
With a sinister crack, the tawse lashed
her bosom once again, Sandra looking
down to see the red spots where the
tawse had visited, but it was her nipples
that she noticed more. They were so big,
no longer brown, but an angry red,
swollen with pounding blood. It was as
though they were
reaching out to the tawse, wanting to be
punished.
Junaid teased her, the tawse slashing
lower onto her belly beneath the soft
underbelly of her pendulous breasts. He
would return to her nipples. A second
blow lower on her belly, her body
shaking in torment, her hoarse cries
louder the lower the tawse went.
Another red striped appeared on her
belly, this one below her belly button,
her large breasts bouncing erotically as
she struggled in the tight bondage. The
fourth blow struck across the topmost
part of her pubic hairs, the tawse finding
the blonde hair and tearing across it with
a vengeance.
Sandra thrashed about as the whip beat
her flesh, sweat dripping from her body,
her belly and breasts heaving
spasmodically with each blow of the
tawse on her skin. The pain exploded
with each loud report when the leather
slapped harshly against her soft, white
skin. In spite of the pain, her pussy grew
wetter as the tawse slashed lower
towards her mound. She feared the
tawse hitting her sex, but at the same
time, she pushed her hips out as if giving
him a better target, the muscles of her
pussy contracting in unexpected
pleasure. She saw the eyes of the man
with the whip, dark and pointed, his
pupils were fixated on her exposed sex
as the tawse swung again, this time
finding the tender flesh of her inner
thigh. "EEEEEHHH," she cried, the
tawse moving to the other side to
explode in pain, the end of the tawse so
close to her sex that she could feel the
air blowing on her heated sex when the
tawse passed by. She looked at him
when he suddenly stopped, but it was
only to draw out a new whip, this one
more evil than the last.
"A dog whip, but it is more for a pussy,"
Junaid teased her as he swung the long
single tail leather whip. The fall was
braided leather, but the end held a
cracker of ten pieces of leather where
all the kinetic energy of the whip would
be released. Junaid was an expert with
the whip, able to hit with precision
exactly where he aimed. He would be
careful not to shred her skin or the soft
petals of her pussy, but she would feel
the kiss of the cracker and remember
what would happen is she would be
disobedient. He never had to
discipline a woman a second time.
Jenny couldn't keep her hips still, the
finger in her anus filling her. She
tightened her rectal muscles on the finger
in spite of the perverse desires that
raged through her young, drugged body
to submit to any degrading acts that they
would commit on her. She rose up
higher, feeling the finger withdrew
slightly, stopping when she felt the tip of
his fat finger gripped possessively by
her stretched anal ring. She pushed back
down, her own weight betraying her, the
finger painfully shoved back into her
rectum until her stomach cramped when
it pressed hard against her soft muscles.
Her tiny puckered anus throbbed in
helpless abandonment as the finger
penetrated her deeply. She looked at her
mother, her body showing the signs of
abuse from the tawse, but now the man
had another whip, this one looking more
formidable. She feared for her and her
mother when he heard
where he was going to use the whip. She
turned to the Emir. "Don't let him whip
her pussy. It's too delicate. It will kill
her!"
Shahin never felt such a hot, tight anus as
this young girl. It clung to him, her
muscles rippling up and down his finger,
holding it still as the girl squirmed and
rode his finger.
"Nonsense, Jenny. A woman's pussy can
take a lot of abuse and I think your
mother will find that it is more than pain
she is feeling when Junaid works her
over."
"Are you going to do that to me? Whip
my pussy?" Jenny didn't know whether
she was asking a question, or demanding
equal treatment.
"You can only learn from the pain. I will
spare you the whip, but you must be
spanked.
Now, while you watch your mother's
pussy being whipped." He pulled his
finger reluctantly from her anus, the
muscles clinging on the tip until it finally
pulled free from the tight hole.
The thought of a spanking excited her,
just the way Malik had done to her on
her birthday, though he had left her
unfulfilled. "I will submit. Do you want
me on my hands and knees?" She was
afraid she sounded too eager.
"I will not spank your ass. No, like your
mother, it will be your pussy that will
receive the punishment. Take off your
skirt and spread your legs wide so I
might find all the delicate parts of your
pussy. If you close your legs, it will be
your mother that will suffer." Shahin
waited for the young girl to respond,
knowing she would.
It scared and excited her, her ass rising
up so she could remove her skirt. All the
men were watching her, as she lay back
down on the pillow, naked from the
waist down. She felt no shame as she
spread her legs, bowing her legs out to
the side, all eyes staring up lustfully
between her thighs. They had all been
inside her once, dumping their foul seed
in her body. She felt the juices flood her
body as she submissively opened up her
sex for punishment, almost able to feel
the first slap on her vulva.
Junaid swung the whip sideways, the
long fall reaching out for her heaving
breasts. He connected with one large
nipple with a resounding crack that rang
out in the room, but it was nothing
compared to the shriek he extracted from
Sandra.
"AAAGGHHH!" It felt like her nipple
was exploding, Sandra's body twisting
from side to side as much as she could in
the stringent bondage. The pain laced
through her breast and shot to her brain.
The whip lashed again before she could
fill her lungs with air, catching her left
nipple, the brutal kiss of the whip biting
into the swollen flesh of her blood-
engorged tip. She didn't even have
enough air to scream. She looked down
expecting to see her nipples torn and
bloodied, but was shocked that they
were swollen and pounding with blood,
a deep red. She watched as the whip
sailed through the air, attacking her right
nipple with a second crack, feeling like
he was driving a pin through the tip of
her nipple and into her chest. The whip
continued without let up, moving from
one nipple to the other as her pendulous
breasts danced erotically. He finally
stopped, but the whip was hanging down
to the ground between her legs. She
knew where it would go next, her thighs
trying to clench tight, but the cross she
was bound to held her spread and open
for this cruel punishment.
"Your pussy will be spanked just when
your mother's pussy is whipped, Jenny,"
Shahin prepared her. He looked between
her silky, white thighs, her legs spread
so wide that her pussy lips were pulled
back, still a deep red from the constant
fucking she received yesterday, but he
didn't fail to see the moisture glistening
in the bright lights on the delicate blonde
hairs. She was laying back, her eyes
glazed over as she waited.
Junaid flicked the whip up between her
legs, the cracker at the end leaping up
between her straddled thighs and
attacked the red slit of her pussy, the
thick sound of leather hitting wet flesh
resonating in the room.
"NNNNOOO! NOOOTTT
TTTHHEERRE! I can't stand it!"
Sandra's body shook as her pussy
exploded in pain, sobbing and begging
unintelligibly.
It shocked Jenny when she watched the
whip smack into her mother's intimate
flesh, but she forgot about her own
predicament until the loud slap of the
Emir's hand striking flat against her
mound, her pussy lips swelling up under
the stinging pain. She struggled to keep
her legs open as the hand rested on her
pussy, the flesh stinging beneath it.
Junaid smiled fiendishly at her as he
flicked the whip up again, sweeping
between her thighs and the tip lashing
into the most vulnerable flesh of her
pussy, the snapper shoving aside one of
her puffy lips to find the soft, pink inner
flesh and snapping at the sensitive flesh
with a harshness that rang out in the
room.
"EEEEEHHH," Sandra screamed out
again as the whip found its mark
between her legs.
It bit into the soft, tender folds of her
pussy, feeling like a thousand bees
stinging her all at once. Just as her
screamed died down, she was shocked
to hear another scream, this one from the
side of the room. There she saw her
innocent daughter, naked on a pillow,
her hands behind her knees pulling her
legs open obscenely and exposing her
virgin flesh.
The Emir had slapped her pussy, yet
Jenny did nothing to close her legs and
Sandra
could see the wetness splattering when
the hand hit her exposed flesh. Jenny had
screamed, but it was not a scream of
pain, but of pleasure. What had they
turned her innocent daughter into in less
than a day? Sandra saw the lash slip up
between her legs again, her body bracing
for the punishing strike of the cracker,
but this time it slipped back farther,
catching her buttocks relaxed, the
cracker slipping between the sweat
drenched crack and exploding on her
anus feeling like it pushed inside her and
touched deep into her bowels. She
clenched her cheeks tight, but her pussy
muscles clenched with them, spasms
between her legs. There was another
slap from the other side of the room,
Jenny's ass arching up higher to receive
the blow from the Emir on her
unprotected sex.
Jenny's juices splashed aimlessly around
her as the hand rubbed her spanked
pussy.
Jenny struggled not to cum each time the
Emir struck her pussy with his large,
powerful hand. It stung, but by the time it
reached her brain, all she could feel was
the pleasure of the large hand rubbing
back and forth on her drenched pussy.
Jenny only hoped her
mother was feeling pleasure in her
submission. The last blow to her from
the whip went between her cheeks and
Jenny was sure that it found the target
and bit into her anus.
Jenny rose up her body, arching up,
relaxing her cheeks so the Emir could
find the same vulnerable spot on her
body. Her body was tense in expectation
of the hand slapping her delicate anus.
Sandra felt the whip between her legs,
feeling the cracker ride high up her slit,
her body gushing juices as the whip bit
into her flesh so close to her clit that she
could feel the breeze. She saw Jenny
receive another spanking, this time
hitting her ass, finding the spot between
her spread cheeks, Jenny crying out in
pleasure as the hand found her
anus. It was so perverse to Sandra,
seeing her virgin daughter naked and
spread on her own volition, receiving a
spanking on her pussy and ass and crying
out in pleasure. The whip continued to
find her the flesh of her pussy, but the
pain began to meld into a masochistic
pleasure that raced through her body as
she watched her daughter receiving
pleasure from the Emir's powerful
spanks on her open sex. It was as they
were both destined to serve these vile
men with their bodies, forced to perform
the most degrading and offensive acts
and enjoy the subjugation.
Her pussy was throbbing from the
spanking. The Emir must have spanked
her twenty
times by now; her belly was covered
with the wetness from his powerful
blows on her pussy that had splashed her
juices. Her pussy lips felt like they were
twice the size of normal, puffy and easy
targets for his hand. He rubbed her pussy
with his palm between spanks, pushing
aside her lips and rubbing so hard that
he forced her clit from its hidden hood
until it stood out hard and engorged with
blood, free for his next spank to attack it.
She struggled not to cum, wanting it to
last, pulling her legs back farther and
opening her sex up wider for all to see
and the Emir to punish. This was her
place in life, her body to serve to delight
her captors, unable to stop them or
wanting to stop them.
There was no longer any pain that
Sandra felt, though the whip continued to
find her sex and lash at every intimate
spot. She yelped when it found the tight
hole of her pussy, her muscles clenching
tight on it as if it were a cock that she
was trying to pleasure. The man with the
whip was an expert, the cracker
snapping on her slit from bottom to top
until she exploded when it found her
swollen clit. She couldn't describe what
she felt. It was painful, but the pain
didn't hurt, her muscles contracting in
her pussy, her anus clenching tight,
Sandra wishing she had a man inside her
or even more then one. There were four
men that brought her in the room, Sandra
wishing that they would all take her.
Force her to perform the most lewd acts
while her daughter watched her
shameless exhibition.
Force her to cum while performing the
most perverse acts with one or all of
them.
Shahin sat back as Junaid finished his
work. Sandra was no longer being
punished, her body accepting the cruel
whip. Beneath her spread legs was a
puddle of her pleasure.
Her young daughter Jenny was equally
absorbed in the pleasure that the pain
gave her.
Her pussy was red and swollen from his
spanking, but it glistened with her
excessive juices. "Take her down and
give the men their pleasure."
Jenny suddenly came alive. She sat up,
though she kept her legs spread for the
Emir, not sure if he was finished. She
watched as the lowered the windlass,
her mother's stretched body slowly
sinking down. They had to hold her
upright for a minute before she could
stand by herself. The one that had
whipped her left, but the four men that
brought her into the room returned, Jenny
positive that the bulges in their shorts
were bigger and thicker.
It had excited Jenny to see her mother
whipped, sure that the men were more
excited as they watched her mother's
pussy being whipped. "What are they
going to do to her now?"
Jenny knew they were not finished. They
were never finished until all of the
sperm were drained from the men's
balls.
"Your mother will show you how she
can accommodate a number of men at
one time.
Move closer to me so I can enjoy that
lovely body of yours while the men
teach your mother the proper way to
pleasure a man." He pulled the last of
her clothes from her body, his hand
sliding down over her shoulder to grasp
the naked breast and hard nipple.
His other hand slid between her legs,
Jenny willingly spreading her legs
wider.
She saw four horny men surrounding her
and she knew what she had to do. She
saw the Emir out of the corner of her eye
pulling her naked daughter next to him,
his hand already caressing her
unblemished flesh. She was sure that
Jenny had lost her virginity, but what
else had they forced her to do. Had she
sucked the Emir, taking his cock in her
mouth and swallowing his filthy sperm?
She didn't have time to think about Jenny
any longer, the men wanting her
attention. One of them stripped off his
shorts, laying a blanket on the ground
and lying down on it. He looked up at
her, his hand holding his cock upright
and stroking it.
"Sit on my cock and take it in that
whipped pussy. I want to feel your
muscles give me the pleasure I desire."
He was older, but his cock was every bit
as hard and thick as a young man's cock.
It had to be eight inches long, but it was
so thick that she couldn't get her fingers
around it, her fingers curling in the air as
if she was trying to encircle it. She
kneeled down over him, her legs on
either side of his hips, forced to straddle
him widely. Her fingers went down and
grabbed the hot flesh of his cock, her
hand only able to get half way around the
girth, struggling to keep it in her grasp
when her fingers excited it. She rose up
and fitted the bulbous head against her
pussy, sliding easily over her slick
passage as she made it slick for
penetration. She lowered herself slightly
until the head of his cock began to
stretch her open, Sandra not used to
taking such a monster inside her, but she
was more then wet enough to
accommodate it. She couldn't suppress
the moan that came from her lips as she
let her weight relax and her body slowly
began to swallow up the thick cock. It
stretched her wider than she had ever
been stretched, but it wasn't pain that she
felt, only a fullness that Frank had never
been able to give her. "AAAHHHH,"
she gasped as the thick head passed
through the tight muscle of her pussy and
flexed inside her. Sandra bore down on
the man's cock, rotating her hips from
side to side, as it began to skewer her.
She bit her lip as she took another inch
of thick cock, feeling the ridge around
the head teasing at the elastic walls of
her pussy. She didn't know how the man
beneath held so still, but he did, making
Sandra do all the work, inch after inch
burrowing into her belly.
She looked down, six inches
disappeared between her pussy lips,
feeling the head
pushed hard against her cervix,
uncontrollable jerking of his organ
stretching her deep inside. Sandra was
surprised that she only felt a slight
discomfort on taking him all the way
inside her belly. She willed her
stretched muscles to relax, finally
starting to rise up from the cock, feeling
the immense pressure as the thick head
caused a vacuum in her pussy, her
insides feeling like they were being
sucked out with his cock. The man was
still, but his cock wasn't, twitching and
jerking as it rasped along her elastic
walls. The man's hands reached up and
grabbed her breasts, strong fingers
pinching on the tips of her large breasts
as she began to rhythmically ride up and
down on the cock that
penetrated her deeply. As much as
Sandra hated what these men were doing
to her
daughter and herself, she struggled not to
let them see the effect his cock was
having on her body. Yet she could not
stop her body from betraying her, her
pussy clenching on the man's cock,
Sandra knowing that she was giving him
so much pleasure with her muscles.
She rode him up and down, each time
sitting down on his cock until it hit hard
against her cervix, but she cared little of
the pain, only feeling the fullness that the
rigid cock provided her.
The man saw the way she was
responding, no longer forced to take him,
her hips moving in concentric circles,
the spasms of her inner muscles rippling
up and down his shaft. He knew if he
allowed her to continue, they both would
cum soon. It was too soon for that.
There were more men that needed
satisfaction, satisfaction now. He pulled
on her
nipples, his fingers digging into the flesh
until they stretched out two inches,
Sandra finally forced to bend over or
risk having them yanked painfully from
her chest.
The cock bent painfully inside her,
stretching her in ways that she wasn't
meant to be stretched, but his fingers
were like pliers on her nipples,
unyielding, the flesh grasped tightly as
he pulled them far from her body. She
didn't think they could stretch that far,
but they did, Sandra finally forced to
bend over or face the pain of them
ripped from her chest.
He pulled her down on him until her
naked breasts were pushed into his hairy
chest, her nipples sensitive from
whipping, the hair feeling like steel
wool on her flesh. She was confused,
wanting to fuck him, but his hands came
around her body, pinning her arms to her
side as she was bent over his body.
Sandra was saved from seeing what was
happening behind her, one of the black
guards dropping his shorts. Out popped
a
weapon of epic proportions. The foot
long, black cock bounced at a right
angle, the guard making it slick with oil
until it glistened in the light. It was every
bit as thick as it was long.
The black guard was pleased that the
Emir had allowed him the privilege of
taking the white slave. He liked to teach
them the power of a black man's cock.
Jenny's eyes couldn't tear away from the
black guard when he dropped his shorts
and she saw his cock. She didn't have
much experience with cocks before
yesterday, none at all with black men.
Were they all hung like this one? She
had seen a horse's cock one time, this
one every bit as formidable. He was
lubricating it with oil, but Jenny was
confused.
The one man was already inside her.
What was this one going to do? He
wasn't next to her head so he couldn't
enter her mouth. "What is he going to
do?" She asked the Emir.
"He is going to sodomize your mother."
"Sodomize?" She questioned him.
Shahin let his fingers answer her. His
hand slid down her pussy and gathered
up her juices before it moved back to
find the tight knot of her anus. He
pressured with his finger until her anal
ring opened up, Jenny gasping when his
finger penetrated her rectum once again.
"Sodomize." He moved his finger in her
anus.
She gasped once when her anus was
penetrated, then it hit her as the finger
moved in her ass. How could they think
of doing such a thing? She always
wondered why they always were
sticking their fingers in her ass, such a
dirty place for them to play. Would they
really stick a cock in her mother's ass?
Would they fuck her until they came in
her intestines?
Sandra tried to turn around when she felt
another set of hands touching her naked
hips, but the man beneath her held her
firmly against her. She could feel the
flesh of a man behind her, than she felt
something else, something much worse.
The hands moved to her buttocks, strong
fingers pulling them open, her anus
stretching from the steely fingers that
parted her buttocks. She turned her head
just enough to see a black man between
her legs.
"He has a very long cock. A very long,
black cock." The man under her laughed
evilly at her predicament as he
described the man behind her.
Sandra had never taken a man in her ass,
never even fathoming that a man would
want to put his cock in such a dirty
place, yet these men were so perverse,
Sandra knowing that she only had
minutes before her ass was no longer
virgin. They were going to kill her with
cocks, Sandra sure that there wasn't
enough room for both of them to be
inside her at the same time without one
of them piercing her from the inside.
"Not there," she begged. "I'll take you in
my mouth," she cried out in anguish. She
felt the hot flesh pushed between her soft
cheeks, astonished by the size of it as it
jerked between her stretched cheeks.
Thumbs moved closer to her anus as the
once soft and rubbery flesh became hard
and
threatening as it pushed against her
wrinkled hole. She could feel the
pressure building as the man behind her
became more insistent, the head growing
bigger as her anal ring was forced to
slowly open like a rubber band. The
domed head of his smooth cock slide
easily in the tight hole, Sandra grunting
loudly when the slick head popped
through her tight, resisting hole and
popped in with a shattering jolt. It felt
like between her legs was one big hole
that was penetrated by the largest cock
in history. Sandra couldn't even mumble
a word of protest; nothing could help her
as the man held her hips tight as his hips
pushed harder. Sandra could only feel
the agonizing torture of the blunt head of
his cock that stretched her from the
inside, her elastic walls feeling like they
were tearing to accommodate the
piercing flesh. "No, please, no!" It did
no good, the man pulling out until the
thick head stretched her stretched anal
ring, then thrust back in, another inch of
cock fed into her bowels. Her only
saving grace was the man in her pussy
held still, Sandra able to feel them
rubbing through the thin walls separating
her two ravished holes.
It went on for long, painful minutes.
Each time she thought he was fully
inside her, each time he pulled out and
her anus was forced to take another rigid
inch of his flesh. It gave her cramps
when he continued to bore into her body,
the only relief when he pulled out, but he
returned once again with inch after
agonizing inch of cock. "No, more,
please," she begged. It felt like it was
going to come out her throat if he pushed
any more inside her.
"I've got a foot of black cock for you.
You're going to take it all." The black
guard couldn't believe the pleasure he
was feeling. Her insides clenched on his
shaft in painful spasms, but he only felt
the pleasure as hundreds of tiny muscles
rippled up and down his cock.
He had eight inches of his black meat in
her, but he wasn't finished until she took
all twelve inches in her guts.
Sandra felt the painful cramps as his
hard cock forced her intestines to
straighten to accept him. It felt like her
whole body was only built to house the
men's filthy cock. He continued to
penetrate her deeper with every thrust,
Sandra finally feeling relief when she
felt the cock of wiry pubic hairs sticking
into her ass cheeks. She couldn't believe
it, but she had swallowed up his cock in
her anus, as well as the other man in her
pussy. It felt like one giant log between
her legs.
Two fingers were in her anus, but it was
nothing like when her mother was
experiencing.
Jenny almost felt sorry for her, almost. It
felt strange to have the fingers moving in
her ass, pushing against the soft walls,
stretching her anal ring to accept the
thick knuckles when they slid in. It was
degrading at the same time it was
exciting. She could only imagine how
her mother must be feeling, two men in
her at one time. Satisfying two cocks at
one time.
Sandra felt someone pull on her hair, the
follicles pulling out painfully in her
scalp as her head was forced up into the
air. She was confronted by another man
and his cock.
"Suck my cock." It was an order.
It hurt when her hair was pulled, opening
her mouth to yell out her protest, but
before a single noise came from her
throat, she felt the hot flesh of a man's
cock slide across her silky lips and into
her mouth. Sandra's lips were forced to
open wide, just as they had to do when
Kamal forced her to suck him off. It
filled her mouth with the foul taste of
dried urine and sweat, but she couldn't
force it out, her arms pinned, her head
held up like a trophy.
"You know what to do. All you white
women are whores. Lick it and suck it
deep in your mouth. If you please me,
you will be rewarded with a mouthful of
my cum." He held her head, yanking
harder on her hair when she didn't
respond instantly. Finally, she
submitted, her tongue moving tentatively
at first, feeling it pushing out from
beneath his heavy cock that pinned it to
the floor of her mouth. He felt her lips
tighten around the shaft, her cheeks
caving in as she sucked his cock deeper
into her mouth. The tongue began to
explore his cock, starting with the shaft,
running up the length until her tongue
licked at the soft skin just beneath the
thick flange that surrounded the head.
Each time her tongue flicked, his cock
jerked, hitting the roof of her mouth,
falling back down onto her waiting
tongue as a drop of sperm slipped
accidently from the tip. "Yes, that is the
way. Take it deeper." He shoved with
his hips while keeping her head still, his
cock piercing her lips and shoving hard
to the back of her mouth.
It felt like he was pulling out all of her
hair, her mouth filled with his slimy
cock, Sandra having no choice but to
please him. Her lips gripped the shaft
tighter, her tongue beginning to move
over his filthy cock, gagging as she
licked away the foul tastes that coated
his hot flesh. He was using her face like
a pussy, driving his cock in and out until
it banged against the back of her mouth,
threatening to clog her throat with his
man flesh like a stopper in a bottle. If the
shame of what they were doing to her in
front of her daughter, Sandra forced to
service three cocks at once, wasn't bad
enough, he called over the other black
guard. He was already naked, seeing for
the first time a man with a long cock
similar to the one that pulsated in her
anus. No wonder it hurt. It had to be a
foot of hard man flesh. He was eager,
pressing the tip of his cock, Sandra
feeling her split lips covered with his
dripping sperm. She didn't know how or
why he did it, but she felt him slip his
cock along the side of the other man in
her mouth and begin to slide it through
her lips. The other man held still while
her lips opened so wide that it felt like
the corners of her mouth was splitting
open. Was there no end to the
perversions they were forcing me to
endure? It continued to push in, her
cheeks swelling up under the strain of
two cocks filling her mouth. She no
longer able to move her tongue more
then an inch, no room to maneuver.
There was only one way to end this, she
had to please them, make them cum so
their filthy cocks would shrivel up and
fall out of her orifices. She began to suck
on the two cocks.
Jenny stared in disbelief. Not only did
her mother suck one cock, but now she
had a second cock, a black cock in her
mouth. Her face showed her anguish, her
eyes
pleading, her nostrils flaring for air, but
Jenny could see her cheeks moving. It
was her tongue moving in her mouth. She
was sucking them off. Jenny heard her
mother's
muffled groan as the two men inside her
pussy and rectum began to fuck her,
Jenny
watching as the man underneath her
pushed her up until she came falling
down heavily on the cock that split her
pussy. Jenny had felt the men yesterday
when they fucked her too hard, enjoying
fucking her with punishing thrusts that
buried their cocks deep in her pussy
until she cried out. It only made them
harder and more brutal. Jenny watched
the long, black cock draw out from
between her white cheeks, unable to
believe that her mother took all foot of it
back inside her rectum.
Shahin was pleased with his show, the
mother taking all four of them at once.
The
whipping had changed her attitude, eager
to please now. Not only was she sucking
the two men in her mouth, but her hips
began to rotate and ride back onto the
black cock that sodomized her once
virgin hole. He kept his fingers in the
young girl's tight anus as he watched her
mother take on his friends and fuck back
to pleasure them.
The two men fucked her mouth harshly,
Sandra doing all she could to
accommodate the two men in her
painfully stretched mouth. She licked at
their cocks with her tongue, doing the
best she could even though her mouth
was filled to overflowing with human
flesh. She licked and sucked on the twin
cocks, doing all she could to make them
cum and end her misery. The two cocks
between her legs were fucking her in
unison, her twin holes filled and empty
with powerful thrusts and painful
stretching.
The long cock in her rectum was the first
to cum, speeding up until it felt like her
insides were burning up from the
friction. He shoved in so far that it felt
like the long cock was a spear that
pierced her guts and sank into her
stomach. It suddenly bulged and
expanded until it finally exploded deep
in her intestines. She felt her guts
washed down with the filthy hot seed,
burning as jet after jet of sperm filled
her bowels like an enema. His last jab
almost pulled her off the man in her
pussy, jamming deep into her bowels to
unload the last load of sperm in her.
Sandra felt the humiliation of having her
guts flooded with a man's sperm, but at
least she felt some relief when his
deflating cock slipped noisily from her
anus and she felt his sperm dripping out
her opened anus. Her relief was short-
lived; the man in her mouth pulled out
and was behind her, plunging into her
wet and sore anus with one thrust that
filled her once again. That left only the
black cock in her mouth, Sandra now
able to concentrate on bringing him the
pleasure so he would end her
suffering. Her tongue swirled and licked
at the black cock, the smooth head
sucked deep in her mouth. She humped
back on the duel cocks, all of her
orifices filled for the pleasure of her
captors.
Jenny watched as her mother sucked two
men's cock, jealous that she had not even
had one in her mouth. She had been
fucked, her virginity taken from her by
ten men
yesterday, but her mouth was still pure.
The fingers were still in her anus,
twisting and turning, never stopping. She
turned to the Emir and the words came
out of her mouth before she could even
think about what she said. She blurted
them out. "Do you want to do that to
me?"
Shahin pulled his fingers out of her anus
and looked at the young girl. There was
unsatisfied lust in her eyes from the
drugs and watching her mother ravaged
by so many men at once. "Do what,
Jenny?"
"Force me to suck your cock," the words
sounding like they came from someone
else, her body flushing in shame when
they came out for real.
"Have you ever taken a man in your
mouth, Jenny?" He was already opening
up his robe, pushing it back to expose
his cock to the young girl.
"No, never. I would never do that," she
shouted back almost in defiance. "You
would have to force me to do that." It
sounded like she was daring him. She
licked her lips, almost able to taste him
as she looked at the thick cock that
sprouted up from his lap.
"Kneel up, Jenny." He stood up, lording
over her as she kneeled submissively
before him.
He threw off his robe, standing naked in
front of her.
She kneeled in front of him, her face
only inches from his cock. Her captor
was old and flabby, with a thick cock
and now he was going to force her to
take it in her mouth. He moved closer to
her, Jenny able to smell his body odor
and afraid of what else. His cock still
was not completely hard, remembering it
when he fucked her for the first time
yesterday. She was going to have to
make him hard with her mouth. She was
going to have to taste his foul seed in her
mouth. She would have to make him cum
and swallow all of his sperm. She grew
excited at being forced to perform orally
on him while her mother watched her.
He was going to teach her a lesson. He
grabbed his heavy balls, lifting them in
front of her face. He stroked them as she
watched. "You can start off by sucking
my asshole."
She couldn't believe what he said. Just
the thought of what he wanted her to do
made her gag. She turned her head away
in shame, afraid of having to perform
such a vile act in front of everyone.
She didn't move fast enough for him,
grabbing the long, blonde hair in his
hands and yanking on a fistful of it until
she was almost pulled to her feet by her
hair. She screamed out in pain, but he
knew that he would have to employ
some force to make the young girl
perform the perverse act. He couldn't
wait to feel her hot, wet tongue make
contact with his asshole.
"OOOWWWW," Jenny cried out in pain.
It felt like all of her hair was being
ripped out at the roots, tears flowing
freely from her eyes.
"Are you going to obey me?" He yanked
harder until he heard her cry of
surrender.
"Don't hurt me anymore. I'll do it." Jenny
had no choice. She feared even more
violence if she refused the obscene act.
He turned his back to her, spreading her
legs.
"Spread my cheeks and get your face
between them. If you do a good job, you
can go to work on sucking my cock, but
not until I get the pleasure of your tongue
on my asshole."
Jenny knew she had no choice, holding
her breath as she moved her face
forward. Her hands gripped his buttocks,
her fingers digging into the soft skin. She
pulled them apart, afraid to open her
eyes and stare into his asshole. Her
tongue slipped out of her mouth, moving
through the air, Jenny ready to cringe at
the first touch of his asshole. She never
felt it, though his smell assailed her
nostrils. She knew she was near but not
sure how near. She had no choice but to
open her eyes, shamed to see his asshole
spread open only an inch from the end of
her pink tongue that waddled in front of
her. Forced to perform, she moved the
last inch until her tongue finally made
contact with his asshole.
Her stomach turned in disgust but her
tongue began to move around the wrinkle
hole, her mouth filled with his stench.
Shahin moved his ass back to get better
contact with her tongue. It was wiggling
back and forth, his anal muscles
clenching and unclenching
uncontrollably as he felt the pleasure of
the young girl's wet tongue. She was
inexperienced, but just the thought of
forcing her to do this perverted act made
him excited. "Yes, I knew you'd be good,
Jenny.
Do it faster. I want to feel your tongue
lick all around my asshole. Once you get
it nice and wet, then you'll be able to
shove it inside my asshole."
Jenny had no choice, hoping to end this
vile act, her tongue wiggling all around
the hole, feeling the spasms that her
tongue had induced in him. If it weren't
so disgusting, she would have felt proud
that she could bring him such pleasure.
"Now make your tongue pointed and
hard and press it against the center of my
asshole.
I'll relax the hole so you can slip your
tongue it. Then I want you to fuck it in
and out just like that big, black cock that
is fucking your mother's asshole."
Jenny could only watch as he bent over
slightly, seeing his asshole opened up,
afraid he was going to fart in her face.
She had no choice, pressing the tip of
her tongue in the center of the foul hole.
She moved her head forward until she
felt her tongue being sucked into his hot
hole. She felt his ass muscles grip her
tongue the deeper she went.
She performed as he expected her, her
tongue wiggling inside him even as she
felt his muscles gripping her tongue. Her
nose was pushed into his sweat-
drenched crack; her lips touching his
asshole, Jenny forced to service his
asshole like a sex slave.
He enjoyed the girl's tongue, but he
wanted to feel his cock in her mouth
now. "You can release my asshole,
Jenny."
She felt relief when she pulled her
tongue and mouth away from his ass. She
spit out the foul taste in her mouth, but
the smell and taste lingered. She knew it
would soon be replaced with his sperm.
"Lick me, Jenny. Start with my balls,
then I want you to run your tongue up and
down my cock. You're going to have to
hold it; your mouth will make it jerk
from such a delightful touch."
This was not how she thought it would
be. First, she had to lick his asshole,
now he wanted her to bathe his balls and
cock with her tongue. She moved close
to him again, her hand reaching out and
lifting up his heavy balls. She never felt
anything like it before, the sack
wrinkled, wiry hairs covering it, but
beneath her fingers she could feel the
twin balls floating around invisibly,
moving away from her fingers each time
she tried to grab one. Her tongue began
to lick his hot, sweaty balls, tiny pubic
hairs sticking to her teeth as they ran
over her face and tickled her nose. She
could taste his sweat, but she continued
to do as he ordered, anything was better
than his asshole. Her tongue danced all
over his balls, the shame and humiliation
she felt at having to perform these
depraved acts was diminishing, a tingle
of excitement in her body at being forced
to perform.
"Oh, that feels so good, Jenny, now my
cock. Start at my balls and bathe all of
my shaft.
Get it nice and slick." His cock jumped
when her tiny fingers tried to grab his
cock. It bounced away from her, but she
finally was able to grab it, Shahin
feeling it jerking in her firm grip.
Jenny held the monster in her hand,
feeling it grow with just the touch of her
hands. She felt perversely proud that just
her fingers could excite it, imagining
what it would do once it was in her
mouth. She lifted it up until it was
against his belly, her hand holding it as
she twisted her head. She began to lick
it, starting at his hairy balls but soon she
was on the shaft, surprised that it had so
many bumps and ridges on it, especially
the thick veins that spiraled up the shaft.
Her tongue explored the shaft and veins,
feeling the blood pounding beneath her
tongue.
He looked down at the blonde hair
American girl, her eyes glazed over in
lust, her head cocked in a particular way
as her tongue lashed up and down his
cock. "Slowly, Jenny, up and down real
slow." Her hands struggled to contain
his cock as her tongue bathed it in her
hot spit. The head of his cock was
already bathed in his pre-cum, soon she
would taste him.
Jenny thought the taste would be bad, but
it wasn't. There was so much cock to
lick, running her tongue up one side then
pushing his cock down so she could
bathe the other.
What enthralled her was the head. It was
huge, not flesh colored like the shaft, but
a dark red, almost purple. It sat on the
top of his cock like a hat, a thick hat with
a flange that hung over the shaft. She
remembered how it felt when he
withdrew his cock from her and her
insides were rubbed so deliciously by
the flange. It was smoother then the shaft,
the only imperfection was the single hole
in the center. As she licked his shaft, she
watched as the hole opened up and a
clear fluid leaked out each time the cock
bucked in her hand.
She was making it do that. It had leaked
so much that the head was covered in a
slick coat of precum. She couldn't wait
to touch it, to taste it, to have his sperm
coat her taste buds. That would be the
ultimate degradation. The ultimate
excitement.
"Now the head, Jenny. Lick it and taste
my masterful juices." He couldn't wait
any longer.
He looked down at her, her eyes looking
up at him, but all he saw was the pink
tongue and felt it the moment it ran over
the head. He could feel it tugging on his
piss hole, his balls tingling as he
accidently released some of his precum
onto her waiting tongue. She lapped it up
like a hungry kitten, though her face
grimaced with the first taste.
It was so smooth, her tongue licking the
drying sperm on the head. It was so
salty, but that failed to deter her, taking a
broad swath across the head, making
sure that the tip of her tongue rubbed
along the small hole in the center. She
used two hands to hold it, her tongue
resting on the tip as drops of clear liquid
spilled out onto her tongue. She brought
the thick, hot juice into her mouth, but
her tongue shot out again to gather up
more of his nectar. She was licking his
sperm and drinking it down. It wasn't
bad, too salty and thick, but it wasn't that
much, not sure how it would be when he
came in her mouth. She had felt all the
sperm he dumped into her pussy, not
sure how she could contend with that
much in her mouth.
Shahin grabbed his cock and began to
rub it over her face, one hand beneath
her chin until she was staring up at him,
the other taking the head of his cock and
pushing with his hips until the tip came
in contact with her silky skin. He started
with her soft cheeks, then down her face
to her chin. His cock jerked in pleasure,
falling back down to touch her lower lip,
a tiny drop of his sperm donated on her
chip. He began to paint her lips with his
cock head, moving it all around her wet
lips, letting Jenny keep her lips clenched
for now.
With his other hand, he gripped her hair,
pulling her up, his cock forced between
her lips but stopped by her clenched
teeth.
It was obscene, Shahin rubbing his cock
all over her face while everyone
watched. Jenny kept her mouth closed in
spite of what she thought she wanted,
different now that she had to contend
with his giant cock wanting entrance to
her virgin mouth. She felt the pain when
her hair was grabbed, crying out in pain,
too late when she felt the head of his
cock slip through her lips. Her lips
began to stretch, as his cock grew
thicker when he plunged it into her
mouth. She felt the smooth head slide
over her tongue, her lips grasping it
tightly behind the ridge, drawn tight like
a rubber band. Jenny couldn't believe it,
her mouth stretched and stuffed with a
growing cock. She could feel it pulsating
between her cruelly stretched lips. She
could only imagine how it must look for
the others to see her like this, kneeling
naked before him, her mouth filled with
his thick cock. She gasped for her
breath, forced to suck in air through her
nose, her nostrils flaring as she sucked
in precious air but also the musty scent
of his crotch. She didn't know what she
was to do, kneeling submissively before
him.
He almost came when he felt her hot
breath for the first time, struggling to
contain his lust when his cockhead was
finally trapped in the young virgin's hot
mouth. Her lips gripped his cock so
tenderly. He felt her tongue fluttering
beneath his cock, pinned to the floor of
her mouth by his girth. "Take more of it,
Jenny. There is so much more cock for
your mouth."
She had no choice, pushing her head
forward as more of his cock slipped
through her lips and ran over her tongue.
She struggled to free her tongue, finally
pushing it out beneath the heavy cock. It
made his cock twitch; bouncing up to hit
the roof of her mouth and then settling
back down until her tongue touched it.
She moved her tongue tentatively,
exploring the cock in her mouth. She
began to rock her head back and forth,
Shahin's hands locked in her hair
relaxing their tight grip. It felt so strange,
her lips split by his cock, her tongue
working over the flesh in her mouth, her
cheeks bellowing out each time she
moved forward with her head and took
him deeper. She could feel it grow
thicker and longer in her mouth, Jenny
getting a perverse thrill that she could do
such a thing to a man with her mouth.
She choked when the cock pushed too
far to the back of her mouth,
feeling like a giant stopper plugging her
throat. She made her tongue dance over
his cock, hoping to please him with her
tongue, afraid that he would try to breach
her throat.
She could never take anything that big in
her throat without suffocating her. She
kept her eyes closed tight as Shahin
began to pump with his hips as though
her mouth was her pussy. His hands dug
into her hair again, this time pulling her
head up.
"Open your eyes; I want to see your eyes
as I fuck that virgin mouth." Shahin had
taken many young girls virgin mouths
before never before a blonde America.
He wanted to
remember the look on her face when she
received the first load of sperm into her
mouth.
She couldn't do anything but submit, his
cock fucking her mouth faster and deeper
with each thrust. He held her pinned to
him and his cock, the head banging into
the tight hole of her throat with each
thrust. She knew before it happened, not
sure why, but she did.
The head of his cock hit the back of her
mouth, but this time it didn't stop. The
powerful lunge sent the thick head
pushing into the tight hole.
"GGGGLLGG," Jenny gagged, tears
running from her eyes, a deep raspy gag
in her throat as her throat opened up in
defense.
That was all that was needed, Shahin
continuing the pressure as the head of his
cock began to push into the opened
passage. Jenny retched again, feeling the
thick flesh shove aside all her muscles
that tried to keep it out, filling her tight
throat with his cock, compressed at it
slowly inched into her throat. His hands
tightened on her head, Jenny's hands
clenched at her side as she suffered as
his cock unmercifully drove into her
gullet.
It felt like his cock was trapped in a
vise, the young girl's throat compressing
his flesh as he fed his cock into her
throat. His cock jerked in uncontrollable
pleasure as she choked and gagged, her
muscles rippling along the trapped head
in delightful pleasure. Shahin pulled her
face down onto his cock, feeding
millimeter after millimeter of cock into
her throat.
Her stomach turned, Jenny fighting not to
retch as her throat was filled with his
cock. She never expected that she would
be able to take it all, but Shahin never let
her pull away.
She didn't know how long she could take
a throat fucking, Shahin relentless, her
nostrils flaring as she tried to fill her
starved lungs with air, her head already
growing lightheaded.
She began to move her tongue again, this
time more vigorously, tightening her lips
around the shaft in hopes of pleasing him
and making him cum in her mouth,
anything to end her misery. Even as she
choked and gagged, she felt the first
stirring between her legs. She was
sucking his cock; just as her mother had
done and by the excited breathing of
Shahin, she was doing a good job,
maybe even better than her mother. The
torment of sucking his cock was taking
on a new dimension, less of a perverted
task and more of an
accomplishment. Frantically she began
to work on his cock even as it continued
to breach her throat. Her tongue washed
his cock of his dripping sperm, working
on his shaft even as her tongue tired. She
found his cock slipping deeper into her
mouth and throat when she sucked, her
cheeks hallowing as she dragged his
violating cock inside her. Her lips
tightened on his cock as he sucked him
like a slave girl, kneeling before her
desert Master and servicing his filthy
cock for all to see her shame.
He had half of his cock in her throat, still
not satisfied, tilting her head back, his
cock jutting from her mouth, his hand
caressing her throat so he could feel his
cock in her clenching gullet. Her eyes
were glazed over, but her tongue
continued to work feverishly to make
him cum, Shahin fought the pleasure,
wanting this to last as long as he could.
He began to fuck her throat, drawing his
cock up her narrow tube, then plunging
back down,
enjoying the fresh gags from her muffled
mouth when he penetrated her throat
deeper.
He finally pulled his cock from her
throat with a loud pop, her breasts rising
high as she filled her air-starved lungs
with oxygen.
She gobbled his cock, grateful that she
could breathe; her throat sore from the
painful throat fucking. Her hand reached
up and cradled his balls, gently
squeezing them in hopes of making him
cum. She knew he wouldn't last much
longer, the cock growing
bigger in her mouth, her tongue and lips
working over his organ in one last act of
submission to make him cum. His hands
grabbed her head tighter as Jenny braced
for him to cum, plunging his cock in and
out of her tight lips with frenzied
movements.
He could feel the pent up sperm
bubbling in his balls, screaming out in
pleasure as her mouth worked him over.
"I'mmm cumming!"
Even though she was expecting it, she
was taken by surprise when his cock
spewed out an intense stream of sperm
in her mouth. Nothing could have
prepared her for this, her mouth flooded
with what felt like gallons of hot, thick
sperm that bathed her gums, teeth and
tongue with the salty, pasty fluids. She
gulped furiously, trying not to choke to
death as she tried to contain with every
drop of sperm that filled her mouth. As
soon as one mouthful was finished, his
cock would jet another, her throat gulped
and swallowed
convulsively. Jenny's face grimaced by
the taste and texture of the thick creme,
but deep down it ignited a perverse thrill
in her body as he used her virgin mouth
for a receptacle for his filthy sperm. She
looked over at her mother, their eyes
meeting, Jenny feeling a strange kinship
as they both sucked cocks against their
will.
"Praise Allah," Shahin cried out as the
young girl sucked the sperm from his
balls until they ached. Her mouth might
have been virgin, but she took to sucking
cock like her mother. He held her up
against him as he came copiously inside
her mouth; not letting her spit it out,
forcing the girl to swallow his sperm
until his cock began to shrink in her
mouth. He let her lips and tongue push
his shrinking cock from her lips, coating
the soft lips and her chin with his drying
sperm. He looked down at the young
American, her lips glistening with his
sperm. "You have the makings of a good
cocksucker. You just need experience
which I will give you."
Sandra found her body blasted with the
sperm of three men, one in her mouth
forcing her to swallow his evil seed, the
one in her pussy blasting his potent
sperm in her pussy while the last one
came in her rectum, filling it with a
second load of sperm that sat heavily
into her bowels. They pulled out of her,
Sandra slumping down when she was no
longer
supported by their hard cock. She looked
over at Jenny, seeing her kneeling and
sucking the Emir's cock, her young
daughter forced to take his foul tasting
cock into her mouth and drink down his
sperm. She watched as he pulled his
flaccid cock from her lips, Jenny's face
covered with a sheen of drying sperm.
Sandra knew that was not the end of her
torment, a line of men, ten deep behind
the Emir, all of them naked, their
paunchy bodies sporting erections that
would only be satisfied with Jenny's
mouth. Not even Sandra had been
tormented by sucking that many cocks at
one time. She knew that they would
punish Jenny if she lost her enthusiasm
when she sucked them. She would have
a belly full of their foul seed by time
they finished with her.
"No, not another," Jenny cried out, but
hands were already twisting in her hair,
forcing her back up onto her knees. A
rubbery cock was rubbed on her lips, the
man not caring that his cock would swim
in another man's sperm when he thrust
into her mouth. A slap to her face when
she didn't respond, her tongue going to
work on the cock in her mouth,
lathering it up as he began to fuck her
face.
Her tongue hurt from the continual
movements to ravish the cocks in her
mouth, the sixth man inside her now. Her
lips felt like they were torn, thick cocks,
long cocks, all shapes of cock piercing
her mouth and throat. Always she had to
drink down their sperm, choking and
gasping as the thick sperm refused to
move quickly into her throat as her
mouth was continually filled until her
cheeks bulged with sperm. By the ninth
man, she was on her back, the man
crouching over her head, his legs on
each side trapping it, her hands behind
him, unable to stop him. He fed his cock
into her unwilling mouth, fucking her
mouth, his hips driving his cock in and
out, the hard floor giving her no option
but to take it deep into her throat until it
felt like it was coming out in her
stomach. There was no relief for Jenny,
her mouth continuously filled with the
cocks of the desert Masters. Her tears,
her cries and choking only made them
harder and more brutal. She was
exhausted by
time the tenth man came in her mouth, but
she now knew how to suck a man's cock
and pleasure him. Her stomach gurgled
with what felt like gallons of sperm,
fighting not to wrench up the foul seed.
CHAPTER 9
The Rescue too Late
The President of South Dakota State
University called Professor Samuelson
into his
office. He was sure that he already knew
what he wanted when he walked in. It
was all over the campus. Professor
Frank Stonington, his wife Sandra and
their daughter Jenny were missing on an
archeological dig for the University.
"Sorry we have to talk like this Dean."
Nick knew why he was called. He was
an archeologist like Frank Samuelson,
but only in name. Nick liked the danger
and intrigue, bored with sifting through
the sands for months at a time. He was
always looking for the sites, chasing the
treasures of the past. He left it to others
like Frank to unearth them. By that time,
he was on the next adventure. At the ripe
age of thirty, he was already famous.
He chose SDSU because they gave him
the freedom and the money to chase the
dreams.
This was going to be different.
"I know its wrong for me to ask you, but
the authorities have not been forthright. I
feel that they are hiding the truth from
me. Time is short; it has been two days
since the report of their abduction. If we
don't find them soon, I don't think we
will every find them."
"I am ready to go in an hour. I expected
your phone call and have been working
on it since last night. I have a lead on
their whereabouts, at least the women,
but I need to get there and meet the
contact. He is very secretive and will
only tell me in person." Nick had a team
of men to help them, already in the
Mideast and preparing for his arrival. It
would be a small team, only four of
them. Many more and his plans would be
exposed
The Dean stood up and shook his hand.
"I wish you good hunting, Nick. I know
you will bring them back safely."
Nevertheless, he had his doubts. The
deserts were a dangerous place and they
have captured and sold slaves for
centuries, even nowadays. Sandra was
an attractive woman and would be a
prize among the dark skin and dark hair
of the
natives. He feared for Jenny. He hadn't
seen her in many years, but she was now
eighteen and he was sure that she took
after her mother. The men would pay
dearly to acquire such a girl and there
would be no limit of the depravity of the
acts they would force her to commit. He
prayed the Nick would be in time and
successful.

"Your Excellency, your humble servant
requests that you grant him a very
special gift."
Waqar bowed submissively in front of
him, knowing what he was asking was
huge.
"You are a true friend of mine, Waqar
and have served my faithfully since my
father's death. How can I refuse a
request from you?" Shahin counted on
Waqar's support and you couldn't put a
price on such loyalty. "What is it that
you desire so much?"
"The blonde Infidel," he spat out,
lowering his head so he didn't have to
look into his eyes and see
disappointment.
"You want the young girl?" Shahin
wasn't ready to give her up yet. He still
had one more person to please with the
young girl's body.
"No, Your Excellency." He looked up at
Emir Shahin. "The mother. I want the
mother. I like someone with more
experience. She fucks and sucks with
such vigor. She can teach my other
concubines how to bring me such
pleasure. My friends will be so jealous
of my Infidel whore." She would bring
him much stature at home.
"I cannot refuse you, my friend. She is
yours. Enjoy all that she has to offer."
Shahin never saw such a happy man and
he would be rid of the mother. Then he
would have the young girl without
interference. There was always a danger
of keeping them together.
"Thanks be to Allah. I will take her
immediately to my home." It was a three-
day trip to his home, even by Jeep, the
desert treacherous. He would have her
sucking his cock every night when they
stopped, making the trip more enjoyable.
His men grabbed her up
quickly, red rope tying her hands behind
her back, her large, white breasts barely
covered by the sheer veil that bathed her
upper body in its mystery.
Sandra didn't know what was going on,
but she was bound and thrown into a
Jeep, seeing four more Jeeps following
as they drove away from the castle. The
man in the front seat turned around.
"I am Waqar, your desert Master. Emir
Shahin gave you to me as a gift. I will
take you to my home where you will
serve me with that lovely body. I expect
you to fuck and suck me as you did
yesterday or I will beat you until you are
cooperative. We have a long drive, but
we will stop at night for rest and there
you can show me the skill of your
mouth." He turned around and focused
on the dusty road, but his cock was
already hard at the
thought of her mouth working its magic
on his aging cock.
Sandra was taken from her husband and
now her daughter. This was the man that
took her in her mouth and then fucked her
in her ass. He was old and flabby, but he
had the cock of a camel. Was I destined
to serve this desert Master for the rest of
my life? She worried about Frank and
Jenny, but she could do little but try to
survive the best way she knew how. It
wasn't that bad. She had always teased
the men with her body. Now she would
have to sexually service them in every
perverted way. They had made her cum
in submission to their lewd acts with
their monster cocks. This would be my
new life.
*
Nick managed to get some sleep on the
long airplane trip, the monotonous drone
putting him to sleep. It was morning by
time he reached his destination, another
day passing by.
He dropped his suitcases off at the hotel,
the team already in the bar although it
was breakfast time.
"Morning boss," it was Clay that spoke.
Ex-Special Forces, he was a formidable
man, not only in size, but also in skills.
He could kill a man with his bare hands
and it wouldn't faze him in the least.
"Coffee?"
"Thanks," sitting down and nodding to
the others. There was Percy, smaller, a
slight build compared to Clay, his
expertise was explosives, but you could
never count him out in a fight. He fought
with the ferocity of a trapped animal.
The final one was Morgan, like Clay, he
was ex-military, but he never said who's
military. Nick suspected the CIA black
ops, but he never pushed the issue,
thankful that he had someone with the
expertise he possessed. The four of them
had been through many adventures,
sharing the danger,
thriving on it.
Nick drank the bitter coffee quickly.
"We meet Aban in an hour. Let's go."
They all stood up and left the bar.
It was a small Turkish coffee house.
They were out of place the minute they
walked in, but they only got one gaze
before they looked away, not wanting to
tangle with a bunch the size of them. The
smell that came from the hookah pipes
filled the air with a thick smoke as they
went to the back of the room. At a table
was Aban, the red felt hat his sign.
"Aban?"
"Sit," nervous to be around the infidels.
They were lucky he needed the money;
otherwise, he wouldn't take the chance
of his throat being slit by such a
powerful man as Emir Shahin.
"What do you know?" Nick didn't beat
around the bush.
"You have my money," Aban refused to
give them anything until he counted the
money.
You could never trust the Infidels.
Nick passed the envelope across the
table. Aban grabbed it in his greedy
hands, taking long minutes to count the
thick wad of bank notes. "Talk, we don't
have much time."
"There is talk of blonde women sold by
Muta, the slave trader. He only deals in
the highest quality and American women
would be a prize for him. There are not
many that have the clientele that would
pay the high price for such treasures.
There was talk of one of them to be a
virgin in all places." He put the money
into his pocket.
"You better have more than that. I want
to know where they are now." Nick
stared at him with his steely eyes.
"Emir Shahin bought them both, a mother
and her virgin daughter. That was two
days ago. I suspect the daughter is no
longer a virgin. The Emir likes his girl's
younger, but he couldn't pass up an
Infidel that was still a virgin no matter
what her age."
"I know where is palace is. About four
hours ride by Jeep. We can be there
before dark."
Morgan knew most of the Emir's in the
region. They were frequent buyers of
young
virgins.
"The father, Professor Frank. Is he with
them?"
"No, he was kidnapped to get him out of
the way so the women could be taken.
He is no value to them, probably taken to
one of the mines far in the desert where
no one will ever find him. He will be
kept alive as long as he is useful for his
expertise. Don't even try to find him, you
will never get him out alive," Aban
warned him.
"Thanks," Nick said as they all rose.
"Go quickly; my life is in danger for
even talking to you." Aban got up and
slipped out the back door.

The Jeep was packed with all their gear,
including the explosives. They would
need a diversion to get in and out of the
palace without getting caught and nothing
worked better than a loud explosion,
though the damage would be minimal.
The wind was blowing up, taking over
six hours before they got to the rise
overlooking the palace. It was in the
middle of nowhere, just where the
Emir's liked to be, away from the
modern world and the intrusions into
their lives. They lived life as their
ancestors did centuries ago. Women
were there to serve them and only to
serve them. They took wives, but it was
the sexual slaves they bought that
brought them their pleasure.
Nick looked through the binoculars, the
palace lit up brightly. It looked like a
party going on. They would have to wait
until early morning, before the sun came
up to sneak into the palace. There were
too many guards and people to risk a
confrontation. The Emir's were powerful
Lords in this land and to kill many of
their men would be diplomatically
incorrect.
No matter what they did, you wouldn't
be able to prove it in their land. There
only hope was to sneak in, grab the
women and escape among the confusion
they would set off.

Malik had come to visit Shahin. He
knew why, word of his latest acquisition
spreading.
Malik took care of his interests, working
for the government, but more for Shahin,
making sure that he got his cut of all the
treasures unearthed by the foreign
intruders. Shahin gave him the power
that all feared, even the Infidels. They
were quickly escorted from the country
if they didn't serve Malik.
"My best friend, Malik. It's good to see
you. I have planned a special celebration
just for you." They were already
preparing the room for them, the sun just
going down.
"Emir Shahin, my trusted Leader. May
Allah protect and grant you long life."
He came as soon as he heard of her
capture. "What is the special
celebration?"
"Don't play coy with me, Malik. I have
heard that the young Infidel submitted to
you on her eighteenth birthday. A feat
that no man had ever done before until
her capture." Jenny had submitted now,
forced to service many men with her
virgin pussy and her pure mouth but only
by the use of drugs and force. Malik had
done it with neither, only the sheer
mastery of the female flesh.
"It is true, I left her wanting and wet. I
only regret that I didn't have a chance to
do it again and get my pleasure from the
young virgin."
"That is my gift to you. I will give you
her tonight. I want you to make her
perform for our enjoyment. Show us how
it is done." Shahin couldn't wait to see
the young girl humiliated before them.
"I will do that for you, Emir Shahin. My
only regret is that there are no virgin
holes for me to pleasure myself in."
Still, his cock was erect and hard, eager
to find the tight holes of the girl, in spite
of not being a virgin.
"I have saved one for my friend, Malik.
No one has ever had a cock in her ass
yet, though the hole has been fingered
considerably. I can attest that it is still
hot and tight and remains elastic. It
should bring my best friend much
pleasure. I will enjoy the look on her
face when she takes your formidable
cock in her virgin hole for the first time
and watch as you train her to bring you
the pleasure with her ass muscles and
tight bunghole."
"I don't know how to thank you. I will
not disappoint you. You will see her
perform like my pet dog. I will put her
on display for all to see and show you
her considerable skills at pleasuring a
man with all the treasures she has. Most
of all she will scream out when I first
take her in the ass, but she will be
cumming before I am finished. She will
know the true submission to a desert
Master." The thought of sodomizing the
blonde ass virgin made his cock almost
bust free. She would feel the largest and
hardest cock she ever had bust her final
virgin hole. She would remember her
first ass fuck forever and all men would
pale in comparison to him.
"Prepare the both of you for our
entertainment." Shahin watched as he
walked off. He would be his friend and
partner for life after this. Tonight there
would be American visitors. Three oil
company executives. They were told of
tonight's show and the
American girl that would take part in it.
They were just given very lucrative
contracts for drilling rights and Shahin
knew that they would not do anything to
jeopardize them, especially for one
American girl. The American's were so
perverted; sure they would enjoy the
show, imagining it was their daughters
on the stage. He would make sure that
Malik would pick one of them to
participate. It would make it difficult to
say anything to anyone when he was the
one that had his cock sucked by the
captive American girl.

Aludra bathed and dressed her, Jenny
surprised that she was given bra and
panties, a pair of blue shorts and a
pullover that had three buttons on the
top. There was even a pair of socks and
sneakers to wear. Her hair was put in a
ponytail. This was not what they had
done to her before, dressing her in their
traditional dress. She was waiting with
trepidation when the door opened up.
She was surprised that it was Doctor
Malik. What was he doing here? Could
he have come to save me? "Doctor
Malik." She was afraid of saying
anything. She feared herself with him.
He was the only man that made her
wanting and left her. He had a power
over her that she didn't understand. She
still remembered that day in vivid detail.
The way he had made herself available
to him to spank. Making her pose in the
lewd positions, his hands wandering
over her flesh in between the times when
his large hand made her buttocks sting in
pain. I couldn't
understand why I didn't want it to end.
Why I wanted him to do more to me, to
take my virginity, force me into
perverted acts? She hated him for
leaving her unfulfilled, but she would
have let him do it again without any
hesitation. She should be revolted by
him but she wasn't.
"Jenny, they dressed you nicely. Just like
an American girl."
"Did you do this?" She felt an
excitement.
"Yes, Jenny. Emir Shahin wants me to
parade you in front of his guests tonight.
I hear there are some American oil
executives."
"What am I going to do?" She was afraid
of what he meant by parade.
"Whatever I tell you to do, Jenny. Last
time I left you wanting more. This time I
wouldn't do the same to you and neither
will I. I will have that lovely body in
any manner I want.
Are you ready to obey me or would you
rather have me punish you all night in
front of them?" His cock was bursting to
spring free and sodomize this young girl.
The shorts clung to a shapely ass. He
would soon be encased in the hot elastic
walls of her
intestines.
Jenny thought that she would have done
it anyway, without the threat of violence.
He was going to humiliate her in front of
everyone, especially the American's but
she just grew wetter. They had already
taken her virgin holes; she had nothing
left to lose except her dignity. "Yes, I
will obey you." The words came out of
her mouth as though it was the most
natural thing to say.
"I'll put this on you and then we will
begin." Malik had a red collar with a
matching leash.
The collar was three inches wide. She
made no attempt to move away from
him. He put the collar around and her
neck; hearing her loudly gulp when he
tightened it. He moved back, holding the
end of the leash. He gave it a tug and she
began to follow him like a pet dog.
The collar was fat, Jenny having to raise
her head up as it was pressed around her
neck and tightened. It was too tight, but
she wouldn't dare complain. She could
barely move her head to the sides and
impossible to move it down. It almost
made her immobile, fearing having to
take cocks in her mouth again. Once they
started, her mouth was never without a
cock, even when one came, there was
always another to take its place. She felt
the tug on the leash and began to follow
him.
They entered the main room, already
filled with the guests. Malik saw the
American's, but they didn't even pause to
look at him. All of them had lust in their
eyes to Jenny. He bowed to Emir Shahin
respectively. "Good evening everyone.
This is my pet, Jenny. She is well
trained and responsive." He tugged on
the end of the leash until it pulled tight.
"On the floor on your hands and knees,
Jenny," he whispered to her softly.
She did without hesitation, posed on her
hands and knees, her heavy breasts
hanging down like ripe fruit.
"Ass up higher, Jenny." He took out the
riding crop, slapping it against one
naked thigh before she even had a
chance to respond.
"Smack!"
She didn't even see the riding crop
coming, feeling it before she saw it,
looking around to see what caused the
sting on her skin. It was in his hand, a
black riding crop like the one they used
on horses, not people. She raised her ass
up, even spreading her legs wider in
hopes of pleasing him.
"Good girl," but he was already tapping
the crop between her legs gently, making
her feel it on her pussy. "You like that,
Jenny? You liked a spanking on your ass,
and Emir Shahin tells me you took a
pussy spanking. Should I use the crop on
your pussy? Maybe when it's naked and
spread open." He rubbed the shaft of the
crop between her legs and noticed that
her hips were already beginning to
gently rock back and forth on the shaft.
"Crawl on the floor, Jenny." He tugged
the leash and Jenny began to crawl,
moving faster so she had to hurry. He
looked at her, scurrying along, her
pendulous breasts swinging like cow
udders beneath her in spite of the bra.
"Faster," another snap of the crop on the
back of her knees where the skin was so
sensitive made her scurry faster. He
pranced her around the front of the room
so all could see her, her head held up
high by the rigid collar, forced to look at
the men that were already rubbing their
crotches in excitement.
It hurt her knees as she crawled around
the floor, but the crop kept her
motivated. She hated what he said about
spankings, even though he was right, she
just hated to admit it to herself. He
finally stopped her, breathing heavily as
all the men watched her.
"On your knees and sit up. Back straight
and stick those big breasts out for them
to ogle, Jenny." His voice was soft but
she heard every word he said. She sat on
her heels, her back erect, her hands
behind her, arching her back to thrust out
her breasts.
"Knees apart, Jenny. Let them imagine
what lay beneath those little shorts."
She did as he said, her knees spreading
until her shorts were pulled tight across
her sex.
The American's were rubbing their
bulges as they watched her. Malik
stroked her hair, encouraging her.
"Open your top, Jenny. Slowly, tease
them."
She didn't hesitate, the shame of
stripping for them offset by the
excitement of pleasing Malik. All she
could think about was what he would do
to her. Would he fuck me, or make me
suck his cock? She could imagine what it
would feel like in her mouth or between
her legs while everyone watched her.
Her fingers opened the top; each button
opened slowly, the top opened up, than
another button revealed more of her bra
encased breasts. It took long minutes
before the three buttons were opened.
"Pull it up to your neck now, show
everyone those lovely tits."
She pulled it up until it was around her
neck, the exaggeration of her arched
back making them look bigger. She could
feel her nipples pushing against the bra
that restrained them, excited that Malik
would touch and tease at them.
Malik picked up the plastic rod, about
three feet long, thin and flexible.
"Unhook the bra and pull it up. Show us
your teenage breasts."
She still couldn't stop her body from
blushing pink in spite of what she had
endured the last few days. She was still
a shy, virgin beneath the forced fucking
and blowjobs that she had to perform
since her capture. Her fingers fumbled
with her bra, no hope of not having to
strip naked, but still reluctant, especially
when there were American men
watching her.
She finally unhooked it, feeling her
nipples rasping across the material as
she pushed it up to bare her breasts, her
nipple hardened until they ached. She
looked at Malik, knowing what he
wanted, arching her back high until her
breasts were almost pointed up to the
ceiling. In spite of their size, they still
needed no support to stand up without
any sag.
She could hear the men's hushed words,
knowing they were talking about her
breasts and what they would like to do
to them. She saw it in his hand, a slim
rod, not sure where the crop went to, but
afraid of this new one.
"Tuck your clothes under your chin and
stretch your arms over your head and
back as far as you can. I want your
breasts, especially those lovely, twin,
hard nipples thrust out. I have this nice
little rod that I'm going to snap across
each of your nipples. It's very flexible so
it will have a nice bite when they hit
them. I don't want you to move away
when it does.
It will hurt, but it will hurt good. Twice
for each of them." He let the whippy rod
slice through the air so she could hear it
cut through the air like butter.
He had spanked her and that didn't hurt,
or at least by time she felt it in her brain,
all she could think about what he was
doing to her. Jenny wasn't sure if this
would be the same.
Her nipples were sensitive, even more
now as they got hard in arousal. It was
cruel to hit a girl's nipples, but she never
knew as much cruelty since she was
captured by these desert Masters. They
were only concerned with their own
pleasure and she was to
accommodate them in any way she
could, including in her pain. She braced
for it, but she couldn't prepare for it
when it happened. She heard the swish
of the rod as it sliced through the air.
Malik was good with his aim, catching
the end of her right breast, the rod
feeling so hard when it kissed her
swollen nipple. It was instantaneous, the
bite of the rod digging into the nerve rich
nipple and sending shock waves of pain
to her brain. She could taste blood as
she bit her lip to contain the scream that
started deep in her throat. It felt like her
nipple was on fire, tears in her eyes, her
breast shaking from the impact, but she
kneeled submissively without moving,
her breasts still thrust out. She looked
down as best as she could with the thick
collar, her right nipple twice the size of
the other, a deep red with a painful
throbbing still emanating from deep in
her breast.
"Good girl, Jenny. Now for the other,
hold still." She was doing good; Emir
Shahin will be pleased with him and his
control over the young girl.
Jenny could only watch as he moved to
her other side, her body trembling as he
whipped the rod through the air as if
teasing her of the upcoming pain. It was
worse this time, knowing what to expect,
knowing the pain she would have to
endure. Her teeth ground against each
other when she heard the familiar
whoosh of the rod as it cut through the
air and hit her other nipple with a
painful thud. Jenny wasn't sure if his aim
was getting better or worse, the rod
hitting her farther along her nipple to
catch more of the flesh beneath the
stinging bite of the rod. She was sure
that he had cut it and it was bleeding, but
when she looked down through her tear
stained eyes, it was still intact, only
swollen and throbbing.
She couldn't believe she had taken two
blows with the rod on her nipples and
still was thrusting them out for greater
abuse.
"Such nice big nipples. They were made
to be abused." Malik said this for the
audience.
He moved to the other side of Jenny, his
cock hard, jerking in his pants each time
the rod struck her naked flesh. He saw
the tears staining her lovely complexion,
her eyes
pleading with him to end this, but that
only made him more excited. He was
enjoying this too much to stop. "I'm
going to catch the very tip this time,
Jenny, right where the most nerve
endings are."
He didn't hesitate, as soon as the words
were out of his mouth, the rod swung
through the air. She didn't know how he
knew so much about nipples, but when
the rod sliced along her nipple; it felt
like a razor sharp knife cutting her flesh.
She struggled to stay in position as she
contended with the pain. It hurt, but for
some reason that she didn't want to
know, it wasn't as bad as the first time.
Maybe it was she was getting used to the
pain, maybe it was something that she
didn't want to recognize. Could I enjoy
the pain of submission to Malik? I saw
the way my mother fucked and sucked
back at the men that took her, even in the
ass. Was she enjoying it? Was I more
like my mother then I dared want to be?
Malik moved to the other side, her
nipple red and swollen, making it an
easy target. He swung the rod through the
air, this time catching it from underneath,
the plastic rod finding new flesh
unblemished, enjoying the way her
breast bounded up and down. Jenny's
face was clenched in pain, her lips
pursed together, tears in her eyes, but
barely a moan of pain came from her
lips. Malik was sure that if he put his
hand in her panties he would find a wet
spot. "Stand up, Jenny. I am proud of
you."
She stood up, the slightest breeze across
her nipples feeling like hard fingers
pinching them. Malik took off the collar,
Jenny gulping loudly now that her neck
wasn't compressed into the tight collar.
""Take off you top and bra. You
wouldn't need them"
She took them off, knowing Malik wasn't
finished with her. Thankful he wasn't.
She wanted her pleasure this time. She
was earning it with her pain. He stood
behind her, his hands coming around her
waist, Jenny raising up her arms to get
them out of the way.
Malik fondled her breasts as she
maintained the rigid position, her back
arched, her eyes closed as his hands
glided across her large, firm breasts. He
savored the touch of her flesh, his
fingers finding the hardened nubs of her
nipples and stared in her face as his
fingers began to bite harder into the
whipped flesh. His thumb and
forefingers rolled her nipples, pinching
them harder and pulling them until the
dark flesh of her nipples were stretched
far and he saw the look of discomfort in
her face. He began to maul her breasts
harder, his fingers curling into the white
flesh until they left red marks, squeezing
and twisting the captive breasts until he
heard her grunting in pain, her lips
clenched tight. The cries of pain soon
changed the harder he mauled her
youthful breasts, the groans of pain
turning to moans of pleasure. "You like
it rough, don't you, Jenny. Tell me to
abuse your body," he taunted her.
His fingers grasped her large breasts
from beneath, hefting them up high until
her nipples were paraded for all to see,
then she felt the fingers curl beneath
them and squeeze the swollen tips. She
expected it to hurt, but she was wrong. A
perverse thrill went through her body as
hard fingers bit into the beaten flesh of
her nipples and sent waves of pleasure
racing between her legs. That was what
Malik was doing to her, shaming her
with her own pleasure. She hated to
admit it, but she hissed through clenched
teeth.
"Yes, you bastard. Do what you wish
with my body."
He looked down when he released her
breast, rising and falling as she panted in
heated lust, the ripe buds of her full
breasts clearly distended, stiffened and
taut in arousal.
"Stand up, Jenny." He slid behind her as
she stood up, turning her to face the men
watching. "Put your hands behind your
head and lace your fingers. Bow them
out to the side so your naked breasts are
proudly displayed." He pushed his huge
erection into her ass, but she didn't even
try to push away.
She shivered when his hands slid over
her hips and down the front of her shorts,
sliding over her mound until she felt a
large hand engulf her sex with his
powerful fingers. She almost came from
his touch. She could no longer stay still,
her hands clenched at her side as his
fingers found the puffy lips of her vulva
beneath her shorts and gripped them
tightly. She pushed back onto the
erection that was shoved against her
butt. Like his fingers on her breasts, they
were not soft and caressing, but cruel,
but Jenny only grew wetter. Would he
spank me there with the riding crop or
even the rod? Would he make me cum
when he did it?
He opened up the single button that held
the shorts at the waist, the zipper sliding
down noisily in the hushed room, her
virginal, white panties revealed and the
gentle bulge of her bush. His hands slid
in and found her lips once again,
pinching them hard, her panties wet
beneath his fingers. "Your pussy is wet,
Jenny," shaming her with his comment,
loud enough for all to hear.
She blushed shamefully as he found her
secret, her panties drenched in her
juices. She couldn't stop her body from
betraying her, soon he would have her
naked for all to see the juices glistening
in the bright light. She wiggled her hips
as he struggled to get the tight fitting
shorts down over her hips, feeling his
erection jerking in unexpected pleasure
as he ass cheeks rubbed back and forth
over. She felt sinfully wicked at what
her body could do to him. She hoped he
would make her feel the same way. She
kicked the shorts off of her ankles,
standing straight proudly in only her
panties. There was no doubt of her
arousal, her panties revealing the large,
wet stain on the front.
Malik's hands turned her around until her
back was to the audience, her firm
buttocks rippling beneath the tight
panties that were pulled across the taut
flesh. His hands reached down, each one
gripping a round cheek and pulling them
apart, all of the men able to see the deep,
shadowy line of her crack slowly
opened. Her buttocks clenched in
instinctive reaction, but his fingers were
too powerful to stop him from separating
the deep fissure between them. He was
ready to pull her panties down and
reveal her lovely ass cheeks, but he
changed his mind. He slipped his fingers
into the leg bands on each side, sliding
up both sides until the twisted panties
began to slide into the narrow valley of
her jutting buttocks. He felt her legs
move nervously. He naked buttocks
were revealed, pulling her cheeks apart
as his fingers smothered the panties into
the tight crack of her ass. One hand slid
to the top of her panties and pulled up,
forcing the twisted panties deeper into
her anal cleft. He heard her grunt,
yanking the panties up and down, each
time embedding them deeper into the
young girl's furrow of her ass.
Jenny groaned, her soft panties feeling
like a knife was sliding up and down her
crotch and between her cheeks. She felt
the harsh rubbing of her panties along
her pussy, but also along her anus,
sending the tight hole into spasms of
uncontrollable clenching.
Malik's fingers were everywhere,
touching her naked buttocks, but also
running up and down her defenseless
crack, her anus only saved by the twisted
panties that rubbed
harshly between her crack.
He felt her squirming against him, Malik
driven by his lust, the young girl
masturbating his cock with her pussy as
she rubbed back and forth on his
erection. He gripped her
buttocks, his fingernails digging into the
flesh, yanking them apart until her crack
was all but gone. He ground her up
against his cock. "Such a beautiful ass
you have, Jenny."
His voice was soft and gentle, his hands
releasing their painful grip on her
cheeks. "It is ripe for a spanking, Jenny.
You know how much your loved that.
You love to feel my hand slap you so
hard next to your pussy, wishing I would
slap you three. I'm going to warm up
your ass, then when I bind you securely,
I will really work it over like you want."
Jenny cringed in anticipation when his
hand left her ass, knowing he was going
to strike her ass, but her mind was on his
words. When I bind you securely, he
said. She felt his hand hit her buttock,
making it wobble as it struck it with such
authority. It stung, but stung good, still
unable to stop her muscles of her
buttocks from clamping shut. She waited
for the next blow but it was not
forthcoming. Only when her buttocks
relaxed did his hand rise again, this time
catching her other buttock with a
powerful slap that shoved her pussy into
his hard cock. She fought to keep her
muscles from reacting, Malik settling
into a steady rhythm, each of her
buttocks spanked with cold deliberation,
hitting her naked flesh with hard smacks
as she squirmed against him in fiery
anticipation.
Malik loved the naked flesh this time,
his hand hitting her flesh squarely with
each blow, testing the resiliency of her
youthful flesh as she squirmed against
him so delightfully.
She did nothing to stop him, taking the
spanking submissively, her body passive
beneath his spanking hands. Her body
was limp, Malik allowed to spank her
reddening cheeks at will, striking her
quivering flesh as she suffered under his
power. He finally stopped, yanking her
panties down her legs so all could feast
upon her spanked bottom.
Her panties were stripped from her
body, her naked ass revealed, her thighs
clenched tightly together, her cheeks
clenched defiantly, the panties pulled
ruthlessly from her cheeks and leaving
her bare to their lustful gazes if she
relaxed her clenched buttocks.
Shahin looked at her ass, the mounds
were scarlet, and you could almost make
out the handprints on them. Her cheeks
were pulled tight, but he knew that Malik
would soon have her ass relaxed when
he sodomized the girl. There was no
doubt that the glistening wetness that ran
down the inside of her thighs signaled
her shameful pleasure even while
punished.
She was turned towards the men, naked,
all of her charms revealed, Jenny
watching as the Americans openly
stroked the front of their pants as they
gazed lustily at her naked flesh.
The Americans looked at the young girl,
as young as their daughters, but they only
had lust in their hearts for this girl. They
saw the naked, clean lines of her body,
her large breasts still standing defiantly
in spite of the hard, red nipples that
throbbed with pounding blood. Her
waist was slim, but it swelled up to her
womanly hips, drawing their eyes to the
lovely mound adorned with the finest of
blonde tendrils of hair that did little to
hide the deep divide of her puffy lips.
She was posing for them, making their
cocks burst in their pants. Malik's hand
slid over her belly, delving into the folds
of legs, rubbing over the silky blonde
hairs and tugging on them.
"Spread your legs for all to see, Jenny."
She obeyed, her legs spreading, but he
wanted more. "Wider, I want your cunt
to open up for them to see inside you."
His fingers were tugging on her pussy
lips as she spread her legs wider,
feeling the hot breeze blowing on her
inner lips. She gasped in unexpected
pleasure when his fat finger traced the
pursed lips of her pussy, from the top of
her slit all the way down to her drenched
hole. Jenny couldn't stand still as the
inquisitive finger explored her, fingers
gripping her oily lips and pulling them
apart, Jenny looking down to see how
lewdly he was displaying her. Her pink
insides, wet and shiny were exposed for
all to see and dream of possessing. She
widened her stance, bending her knees,
feeling her pussy flower open wider for
all to see. She never felt so excited, a
voyeuristic thrill at others watching her
posed so obscenely.
"You like posing lewdly for others,
Jenny. Hold your pussy open for them to
see inside you." He released her pussy
lips, but felt her fingers excitedly
replace his, pulling her lips open even
wider then he had. "They haven't seen
your asshole yet, Jenny. Many have
never seen a virgin, teen asshole. Bend
over and put your hands on your knees."
He watched as she obeyed obediently,
even spreading her legs wide. "Spread
your cheeks for us, Jenny. Hold them
open and relax your muscles."
It was a cruel thing to make a young girl
do, but she obeyed without question,
Malik having this unseen power to make
her submit to the most depraved acts.
She never
expected anyone to be interested in her
butt, or at least the tight hole that lay
between her cheeks. Yet she heard the
gasps from the men as her fingers pulled
her cheeks apart until she felt the pull on
her anal ring and the air blowing inside
the dark hole.
Her hair hung down, her supple body
folded in half, the muscles of her thighs
and calves strained by the stretched
position of her body. Her white legs
were parted wide, her cheeks separated
and the tiny dot of her anus revealed, but
down lower, she gave a
generous view of her pussy, the pink lips
glistening with her juices and the dark
mystery of her tight hole beckoning a
cock inside. The American's waited for
the desert Master to possess the young
girl in the last vestige of her virgin body,
her tiny anus.
Malik was so hard that it was painful. It
was time for him to enjoy the pleasure of
the girl's virgin anus. He snapped his
fingers and two black guards carried in
the short, wooden T-shaped rack. He
stood back as the men went to work
efficiently.
Jenny didn't have time to react, the burly
guards arranging her like a rag doll, her
arms thrust through the two widely
spaced grooves on the end of the top bar,
a hand on her neck pushed her down
until she felt her neck placed into the
gentle groove in the center.
She saw the shadow, but it was too late
by time she felt a wooden beam snapped
shut over her pinned wrists and neck.
She heard the click of something locking
in place, struggling for a moment until
her futile movements did little to allow
her to escape. The hands returned to her
legs, Jenny forced to spread her legs as
they each grabbed an ankle and pulled in
the opposite direction until she thought
she was being split up the middle. She
felt wood surrounding her ankles and
then the sound of clicking, her legs
immobile. Her naked breasts hung down
obscenely, her legs spread wide for all
to see.
The worst part was the juices that were
dripping down her thighs. The minute
she found herself trapped and bound, her
pussy was flooded. She never felt this
way before. The submission to the acts
she performed before was nothing
comp0ared to be bound and
helpless, naked for them to do anything
and everything to her body.
Malik lowered the front of the rack at the
same time that he pulled the bottom bar
back.
Her head lowered and her ass began to
rise up higher as she was bent in two,
Jenny
forced to bend her knees or risk buckling
her knees. He saw her pussy and anus
open up under the enforced bondage. He
tilted the front bar so her head was
forced up, one of the Americans would
be using her mouth, but not before he
was fully seated in the girl's bowels.
"Emir Shahin has granted me your virgin
hole, Jenny." He began to undress.
The Emir lied to him; she was no longer
a virgin. "Too late, they have already
taken me in my pussy and my mouth."
Malik didn't say a word until he was
naked. He stood in front of her, stroking
his cock so she could admire it. "This is
all for you, Jenny." He took the beaker of
oil and spread it over his cock until it
glistened.
It was big, but she had already taken
formidable cocks in her pussy and her
mouth. He disappeared from sight. She
felt the rack she was secured turned until
she was facing to the side of the
audience. She felt the familiar hand of
Malik on her ass cheeks, his fingers
testing the elasticity of her buttocks,
Jenny fighting to keep her muscles
relaxed. His hands were everywhere,
unseen, but not unfelt as they slid down
between her legs and caressed her satin
thighs and teased at the edges of her
mound without touching her sex.
She shrieked out in shame when she felt
it. It was his finger, slipping between the
crevice of her buttocks and sliding up
the sweat drenched crack until it got to
her anus. It suddenly dawned on her just
as he said the obvious.
"It's your asshole that will give me the
pleasure, Jenny. Your virgin asshole."
The rack creaked as Jenny shook her
hips, but it held fast as the finger pried at
the virgin hole that the Emir had
promised Malik. She could feel the tight
ring of muscles straining as his powerful
fingers pulled apart her hole. She felt the
cold, wet finger touched shamefully
against her anus, teasing at it, running
around in a circle, Jenny shamed when
she felt a perverse excitement race
through her body. She could never
fathom that her behind would be
erogenous, but his fingers touched and
teased at the fine hairs that surrounded
the tiny hole, sending her buttock
muscles into uncontrollable spasms.
"No, please don't. Fuck my pussy, make
me suck your cock. Anything but not
that." Jenny would never survive taking
a cock up your guts.
Malik's greased finger found her
resisting hole, sliding easily into the
snugness up to the first knuckle, letting
Jenny grow accustomed to having
something in her ass. She would have to
relax if he was going to get all of his
cock in her anus without tearing her
apart.
The minute his finger penetrated her, she
gasped loudly, but all Malik felt was the
intense heat that surrounded his finger,
her rectal muscles quivering
provocatively on his fingers as if they
were begging for more. He bent his
finger inside her, pushing on the soft,
elastic walls. He began to draw his
finger out, watching as her pink anus
clung to this finger as if she didn't want
it to leave. He shoved back in, another
gasp from her lips, but her muscles clung
possessively to his finger as he
plundered her rectum deeper, twisting
and turning his finger as he pushed in to
the second joint this time. Malik began
to finger her anus, just as his cock would
soon do, in and out, gently opening her
up to something much bigger.
It felt strange at first, his finger moving
around inside her ass like a tiny animal.
He never kept it still, pushing and
prodding at the soft walls of her ass,
pushing hard when her muscles tried to
force it out. Her anal ring felt stretched,
feeling the hard, thick knuckles rubbing
hard against the ring as they passed in
and out. She tried to relax her muscles
but it was hard, her insides fighting the
brutal invasion.
"Try to relax or this will hurt a great
deal. Push back and try to accommodate
me." Malik wedged his finger deeper
into her rectum, his other hand slipping
between her legs and rubbing up and
down her slit. He pushed harder with his
finger, her anus swallowing up another
knuckle until he was in as deep as he
could. "Yes, take it deep, Jenny." He
twisted and rolled his finger in her anus,
pushing hard against the elastic walls,
trying to widen the tight passage for his
cock.
"No, not there," she pleaded one last
time, but she was answered when she
felt a second finger joined the first, her
anal ring stretched wide to take the thick
fingers. It almost felt like they were in
her belly, the knuckles rubbing her
harshly as it sawed in and out of her
backside, knowing he was lubricating it
for something much bigger, feeling the
hot head of his cock jerking up and
down, bouncing on her hip.
Malik watched as her anus swallowed
up his second finger, her anal ring
stretched
possessively around his digits to secure
them inside the hot clenching hole. He
couldn't believe how hot and tight she
was, glad that Emir Shahin had left her
last hole untouched.
Malik could wait no longer, his cock
eager to replace his fingers and enjoy all
the pleasure of her virgin anus would
provide.
She felt it when his fingers left her
empty. It was hot and rubbery, but as he
pressed with his hips, she felt the
hardness. It was his cock, pushed
between the soft crevice of her cheeks,
his hands holding them apart and
stretching her anus until it was nestled
up against her last virgin hole. He didn't
stop, pushing harder; Jenny struggling
when she felt her anal ring stretch wider
then the fingers had forced it to open. A
deep groan escaped from her lips, Jenny
unable to stop it when she felt the tight
muscles of her anus give way, a deep
ache in her backside as her anus
stretched around the thick head of his
cock and sucked it deep into her rectum.
All Jenny could feel were the cruel
fingers holding her open and the torture
of the thick head throbbing inside her
bowels. It filled her in place that was
never meant to be stretched this big,
stretching the walls of her rectum. "No,
No!" She cried out, her body defiled by
this desert Master, taking her in an
orifice that was ill prepared for such a
formidable weapon. Had these men no
limits to their perversity?
She could feel the huge head pulsating
inside her, feeling it grow thicker,
widening her anal passage to
acc0omodate its girth.
"Such a delicious asshole, Jenny. You
have the head already, relax and I will
show you the delight of taking me in your
unused asshole." He pushed with his
hips, his hands digging into her flanks as
he held her steady to impale her further
on his organ. He pushed in an inch
before her muscles stopped him, pulling
back an inch, watching as her pink anus
gripped his cock around the head as if it
didn't want him to pull out. In again, the
lubrication helping as she took two
inches this time, her body jerking, but the
rack holding her securely for him to
sodomize her. It was harder to fuck her
rectum then he expected, but it became a
battle of wills, his cock winning the
battle as inch after inch was swallowed
up into the hot depths of her bowels. She
whimpered softly, but that only inspired
deeper penetration.
It was torturous, his cock slowly driving
into her, stretching her insides around
the thick head and the shaft, rubbing
harshly her resisting muscles, her elastic
walls feeling like they were tearing from
the enormous weapon in her backside.
No matter what she did, she couldn't
escape the blazing fire as his cock
sought to drive deeper and deeper inside
her. How far would he go inside me? It
already felt like it was jabbing into her
stomach, but she never felt him against
her ass cheeks, knowing there was still
more cock that he would feed into her
before he bottomed out in her guts.
Malik was sweating profusely, not used
to so much work, but it was worth every
grunt to him. He reached down, half of
his cock inside her, more work to push
the rest in. He dug his fingers into her
hips so he could raise her ass up higher,
wanting to achieve full penetration of
her virgin hole before he began to
sodomize her. He shoved, another inch
in, four inches out, then back in, five
inches sheathed tightly in her anal
passage. He grunted and shoved, his
shaft gripped by her tightly stretched
anal ring as he slid in and out. "Can you
feel it go deeper into your bowels,
Jenny? There is still more cock to take.
Then you will enjoy the pleasure as I
stroke your asshole with my sodomizing
cock."
It was churning her guts with each
stroke. It couldn't be that long, but it
continued to burrow into her like a
snake, moving in and out, each time
deeper, each time her stomach cramping
around the throbbing flesh of his cock.
Would it never end? "You're killing me,"
she cried out, but he was relentless,
another inch of thick cock tearing into
her guts. At last, her agony was over,
feeling his balls slapping against her ass
cheeks, his wiry pubic hairs tickling her
cheeks. He had achieved his goal, Malik
celebrating by making his cock jerk and
shudder in her tight passage. It felt like
she had swallowed a whole turkey, her
insides bulged around the thick weapon.
She thought the worst was over, but he
began to draw it out, her insides
collapsing behind it as it created a giant
vacuum. He drew half of it out, the thrust
back in with a bone breaking thrusting
that made her dangling breasts dance.
She felt it hit the bottom of her bowels,
but it was already drawing back up her
anal passage. His other hand slipped
around her body and began to fondle her
wet
pussy, sliding up and down her slit and
coaxing her juices from her body. She
wouldn't let his finger make her react,
not wanting to think that his cock in her
ass was giving her any pleasure. She
turned red in shame as his withdrawals
and forceful reentry forced vulgar noises
from her abused holes. He began to fuck
her anus, making her relive the
uncomfortable penetration with each
thrust. She could felt the ridged head of
his cock torturing her insides, making
them expand and contract around the
thick ridge. His cock made her insides
burn, but Jenny struggled not to let the
fingers on her pussy replace the pain
with pleasure. She wouldn't give in to
this painful sodomy.
Malik was getting into the rhythm, his
cock sliding easily in the lubricated
passage, lunging the full length of his
swollen cock into her rectum with
smooth strokes. Her insides clung to his
shaft with delicious clenching of her
muscles, her pink anal ring stretched like
a tight rubber band around his shaft,
moving up and down as the fucked her
rectum. His hands dug into the hips to
keep her ass arched up to receive the
maximum penetration with each stroke.
Jenny never felt so spoiled and
degenerated, her ass wet and abused by
Malik's cock, never expecting such
depravity, even from these sadistic men.
Her young body was
rocked with each thrust into her, feeling
like his cock went on forever until it
banged painfully into her bowels. He
pulled out, Jenny feeling her insides
collapsing behind his cock, only to have
the thick girth of flesh expand her elastic
walls until she was sure that they would
split open. His other hand continued to
play with her pussy, sliding up and down
her slit, harsh fingers finding her clit and
squeezing it until her insides were
forced to clamp painfully on the cock
that fucked her rectum. He released her
clit, her muscles relaxing as he pushed
in, then as he pulled his cock out his
fingers found her clit again.
He pinched, her body was forced to
clamp on the cock in her ass again.
"How is she Malik? Make her clench her
tight asshole on your cock." Shahin was
eager to hear of the young girl's shame,
forced to pleasure a man that she
despised.
"I've never felt so much pleasure in my
life. She milks my cock with her
delightful clenching muscles. Soon she
will suck the cum from my balls so that I
may empty them in her bowels." Malik
was so proud that he had conquered the
young girl.
Jenny could hear the slap of his abdomen
against her ass cheeks, forced into the
bound, submissive position as they all
watched her body debauched by this
man, his cock riding in and out of her
used behind. She was unable to stop him
from performing this
loathsome act on her body, shamed that
her pussy was soaked by his
masturbating
fingers. She was torn, her body betraying
her again, Jenny voluntarily gripping his
thick cock with her inner muscles when
he withdrew, pushing back with her anus
to open
herself up to the powerful thrust back in
that filled her bowels with his inhuman
flesh. She should be fighting this
indecent act on her body instead of
enjoying the humiliation of being
sodomized in front of everyone.
Malik felt her responding, feeling her
moving her ass back onto his cock when
he thrust in, her buttocks surging from
side to side, her anal ring clasping
around his swollen erection like a tight
glove, pulling him deep into her
intestines. He began to fuck her harder
as she responded to the mastery of his
cock; his hand caressing the sweat
drenched pale skin of her back as she
ground back unashamedly on his
penetrating erection. She was no
longer the shy girl that he saw grow up
in the desert, her innocent face taken
over by a demonic force as her buttocks
humped back onto his piercing cock. Her
insides were encouraging him to end the
sodomy, milking the sperm from his
balls and spit his hot sperm deep into
her guts. Malik fought all of the instincts
to cum, wanting to teach the girl who
was her desert Master, battering her
with hard and deep thrusts between her
quivering buttocks. He felt a sadistic
desire to use her harshly, sending his
cock soaring into the dark, pit of her
bowels with each powerful thrust.
Jenny didn't know how much longer she
could take this battering, his cock
enlarging and intensifying in her ass until
she thought it would burst. He would
cum soon, but all she felt was the
stretching of her anal passage, her body
moving from pleasure to pain and back
to pleasure with each powerful thrust
that rocked her body. "Fuck my asshole,
Malik.
Cum in me and soil me with your foul
seed!" She was being split up the middle
by his cock and she had to end it the only
way she knew how. She had to make him
cum in her ass. As painful as it was, she
tightened her rectal muscles onto his
cock as it sliced into her bowels. At last,
she felt it. He shoved hard one last time,
the head of his cock bulging to
unimaginable proportions as he pressed
painfully into her bowels, her stomach
cramping around the throbbing meat of
his cock. She heard his groan of pleasure
as he pushed hard with his hips and then
she felt the shame of the searing heat of
his hot sperm bathing her with his foul
seed, blasting hard, flooding her rectum
with what felt like gallons of the burning
sperm. Twice, three times, he spurted
into her, pulling his cock out, her
muscles milking another load of sperm at
it filled her deep into her guts. She felt
his deflating cock resting inside her
rectum, Jenny finally gripping the
shrinking member with her muscles and
squeezing it out inch by inch, the flood of
sperm following the deflated cock when
it popped noisily from her stretched
anus. She could feel it running down her
thighs.
The Americans were ready when Emir
Shahin gave them permission. Two of
them were
already stripped naked and on the bound
girl before Malik was even evicted from
her ravaged anus. One was already
greasing up his cock, slipping behind the
girl and
plunging into her swollen and abused
anus with a single plunge that shoved his
cock deep into her guts. He didn't care to
swim in another man's juices, but she
was still tight and accommodating, never
having such a young American girl in
such an obscene hole.
Jenny didn't know what was going on,
finally pushing Malik out, but she found
her rectum impaled on a new cock, this
one hard and demanding. It plundered
her sore anus with a single thrust that
ripped through her anal passage with a
ferocity that took her breath away. She
felt hands ripping at her hair, tears in her
eyes as she was forced to look up and
find the head of a cock pushed against
her lips. Fingers forced her mouth open
and Jenny found her mouth filled with
the flesh of an unknown man's cock. She
looked up to see one of the American's
through her tear stained eyes, but she
knew instinctively what she needed to
do, her tongue washing over the swollen
erection as she bathed it with her spit
just in time to make it slick when it
forced its way to the back of her mouth
and into her resisting throat. She choked
and gagged, but she swallowed the thick
head until it was seated in her throat.
Hands began to move her head, forcing
her to service his cock in the ways that
brought him the most pleasure; no regard
to what she had to endure. Hands
slapped her ass cheeks until she began to
tighten her ass muscles on the cock that
ravaged her once virgin anus.
"Rub her pussy, make her cum for me,"
Emir Shahin shouted out to the
Americans. They were such perverts,
taking the young America girl, wishing it
were their daughters they were having
their way with. They would be no
problem to him in the future; camera's
silently recording their perverted acts on
one of their own.
The American in her ass laid on her
back so his hands could reach under her
and seek out the wet treasures of her
body. "Are you ready to cum for me,
Jenny?" His hips never stopped driving
his cock into her body.
"MMMGGGG," is all she could
mumble, her mouth filled with the
leaking flesh of the other American's
cock. She began to move her succulent
ass in rhythm to the cock that pierced her
anus and to ardently suck the cock in her
mouth.
They double-timed the young American
captive for what seemed to be hours,
struggling to contain their lust, not
wanting it to end so soon. The one in her
anus couldn't believe the incredible heat
and tightness of her rectum, her muscles
gripping and squeezing his shaft with
delicious pleasure. The one in her mouth
couldn't believe that he had an American
girl not much older than his daughter,
sucking his cock with such expertise and
enthusiasm. Her tongue never tired of
bathing his cock and coaxing the sperm
from the tip, her throat always open
when he breached her, her gagging only
bringing him more pleasure as he held
her head submissively for the maximum
penetration of her gullet.
Jenny couldn't help it; giving the two
Americans the pleasure of their life with
her mouth and anus. All you could hear
was the sounds of their fucking, her
mouth sucking and the slap of his
abdomen against her gyrating ass cheeks
as he penetrated her bowels with his
cock ringing out in the room as the
audience watched her being used and
degraded by her own countrymen.
Through it all she felt a perverse
excitement that the tight bondage brought
her, the thrill that she could use her body
in such a way that would drag the sperm
from the men's balls to spill into her.
Even the cock in her ass felt good,
ballooning up in pleasure, ready to dump
his seed into the depths of her intestines.
The one in her mouth was already
leaking his sperm, bathing her tongue
with the thick salty seed. Soon they
would both cum, filling her stomach and
her intestines with the hot seed of their
loins. She squeezed her tortured rectum
on the cock that bulged in ecstasy,
whimpered in
submission and joy as she felt the sperm
gush out of the organ and fill her with
jets of hot sperm. It triggered an orgasm
in her body that Jenny couldn't control,
her anus, her mouth, her pussy, all
pulsated in time to the cocks that
mastered her body.
"GGGGLLGG," she gulped rapidly to
swallow all the sperm that filled her
mouth and ballooned her cheeks until she
felt the hot creme sliding slowly down
into her stomach.
Her limbs quivered in unexpected
excitement as stream after stream of
men's sperm filled her body to
overflowing. She never came so hard or
so long, the cocks in her body
spewing their sperm and prolonging her
orgasm. She was slumped in exhaustion
when
they finally pulled their cocks from her
mouth and anus, but she still had one
more American to satisfy before she was
allowed to go back to her room. He took
her in her mouth, unwilling to put his
cock in the sperm of so many men. He
took his time, her lips and tongue tired
by time he was finished, pulling his cock
out of her mouth, Jenny forced to keep
her mouth open and her tongue extended
as he pumped his spewing cock and his
sperm arced through the air and landed
with a thud on her face and her tongue.
He wiped up the sperm on her soft skin
with the head of his cock, shoving it into
her mouth as she was forced to lick it
clean and swallow the thick creme once
again. Only when his cock was
glistening did he pull it from her lips.
She couldn't stand when they released
her from the rack. She never felt so used
and abused before, shamed that her own
countryman had taken advantage of her
captivity instead of helping her. She was
humiliated that they had made her cum so
hard in front of everyone.
Aludra took her back to her room,
preparing a hot bath for her. "Emir
Shahin might want to enjoy your asshole
when he wakes up so you will need to
be fresh and clean for him.
He always wakes up with a hard-on and
after seeing the way Malik sodomized
you, he will want to enjoy the tightness
of your ass." Aludra had found herself
many mornings awaken to be spread on
her belly, her legs spread wide and the
thick cock of Emir Shahin
penetrating her anus. It always hurt at
first, but she served her desert Master in
the only way she could, sexually. She
left the girl tucked into an exhausted
sleep, two guards making sure that she
would not be disturbed or could escape.
CHAPTER 10
Rescue and Reward
The night was black, a sliver of the
moon the only light, the desert a lonely
place at night.
They waited patiently, but their nerves
were on edge for the slightest sign of
trouble, not wanting to get caught in a
land that would not understand or care
for their rights. They would be
swallowed up and never to be heard of
again.
The lights began to be extinguished in
the castle as the night grew later; almost
two A.M.
before the guards were down to only a
few and many of them were bent over in
sleep.
Nothing ever happened out here, but
tonight would be different. "Set your
charges, Percy.
Remember, the maximum impact with
the least amount of damage. We want to
get the
women out without killing anyone."
Clay watched Percy setting the charges
through the night vision scope on his
high
powered rifle. If necessary, he could
pick off anyone close enough to catch
Percy with a silent bullet that would take
him down in a second. It was going to be
a grand explosion, Percy ringing the
palace with the charges. It would
definitely distract the remaining guards
and draw out the others awakened by the
noise to the opposite end of the palace.
They would be inside before the charges
went off, and out by time the others
found out that they were on a wild goose
chase.
Percy returned, the detonator in his hand.
"Ready boss. Just give me the word."
The four of them covered their faces
with the black ski masks, only their
white eyes and lips were revealed. They
each carried a weapon that was loaded
with tranquilizers, but strapped to their
waist were pistols in case they were
backed into a corner and it became
necessary to use deadly force. "Let's
go," Nick gave the order to move in on
the palace.
They crept silently through the black
night to the palace, slipped around the
back
entrance, the map they had accurate.
There was one guard, propped up
against the wall, his snoring loud enough
to wake anyone up. He slumped to the
ground, silenced by the quick action
tranquilizer.
The hallway was dim as they moved to
the room they expected the women to be
in, or at least as far as they could tell.
Morgan peered around the corner,
moving back. "Two big, black men
guarding a door. They have to be in
there."
"Can we take them at the same time?"
Nick knew that they had to be precise,
both of them hit at the same time or else
the other would sound the alarm.
"Clay and I can pick them off with ease."
Clay moved next to Morgan, one up high
and one down lower as they peered
around the corner.
Nick heard the thud of the two large
bodies hitting the floor, but that was the
only sound.
"Let's go," Morgan signaled them to
move forward.
They stepped over the slumped bodies
of the black guards, guns ready as they
turned the handle of the door and opened
it silently. The room was lit dimly but
they could make out the body of a girl in
the bed. She was definitely American,
her pale white skin giving her away.
She thought she was dreaming, but
suddenly a hand covered her mouth and
pushed her
head into the pillow. She struggled as
her eyes opened, four men standing over
her bed, guns in their hands, mask
covering their faces.
Nick looked at her, the sheet sliding off
of her naked body. Jenny had certainly
grown up quickly, two full womanly
breasts stuck up proudly; dark nipples
perched on the end. He looked down, a
blonde bush looking even sexier on the
pale skin of her vulva. "Jenny?"
She struggled to shake her head yes.
Who were they?
"The University sent us to get you and
your mother out of here. Where is she?"
Clay released her mouth, but kept it
close just in case. His cock grew hard at
the sight of the young girls naked body
spread out unashamedly on the bed.
"She is gone. Given to a man by the
Emir. I don't know his name, but they left
over ten hours ago. How about my
father?" She could still feel the hand on
her mouth.
"We don't know where to find him. Our
only hope was to find you and your
mother. We must get out of here quickly
before they find us. Cover your naked
body with the sheet and follow us"
She forgot she was naked, still not sure
who they were, but the eyes behind the
ski masks were not immune to her naked
charms, staring at her body as she pulled
the sheet around her like a robe. She got
out of the bed and went to the door with
them.
"Start the fireworks show, Percy." Nicky
watched as Percy began to hit the
buttons, all of them glowing red, but as
he pushed the first one it turned green
and then the silence of the night was
shattered by an explosion that shook the
walls close to them. The
explosions would start close, than move
away from them, hoping to draw the
others away as they escaped. "Now,
follow us, Jenny."
They were running down the hallway,
Nick in the lead, Clay bringing up the
rear and making sure that no one got
close enough to them. Percy was setting
off the explosives, one at a time, and the
explosions more in the distance as they
closed in on the rear door.
Nick shot a guard that was surprised by
them running at them, grabbing his neck
as the tranquilizer dart stuck out and
brought him thundering to the floor.
Morgan checked outside the door. "Let's
go, its clear."
"I hope you can run long and fast. We
have to climb the ridge where are Jeep
is parked."
They were trained for this, not sure after
Jenny's ordeal whether she would be in
shape for it. They needed to make it as
fast as they could.
"Anything to escape these savage
bastards." Jenny threw off the sheet,
standing naked in front of them. "I can
run much faster without that."
She took off running, the others too
shocked and stunned by her naked beauty
for a
second before they took off after her.
Their eyes were glued to her muscular
buttocks that clenched as her feet
churned in the soft sand and the large
pendulous breasts that swung with such
sweet rhythm. Percy set off the last
charge by time they reached the Jeep, the
largest one sending up shooting flames a
hundred feet into the air, taking with it a
large petrol truck that was parked on top
of the explosives. They jumped into the
Jeep, Percy gunning the engine as it
roared to life, the tires digging into the
soft sand and clinging to it until it found
the hard surface of the dirt road and sped
off into the night, the lights dimmed low
enough so they could see without being
spotted from too far of a distance. The
flames in the sky became distance as
they sped along the road, finally able to
turn on the lights so they could move
faster.
"It feels so good to be safe," Jenny gave
a sigh a relief.
"We're not home free yet. There are
patrols out her, the Emir's patrols. If we
got stopped, do everything I say without
question. Our lives depend on it."
Clay gave her a blanket to cover up
with, though he hated to cover up such a
lovely body as hers.
"Thank you," though it didn't bother her
so much any more to be naked in front of
a man.
Even a lot of man, seeing the way they
looked at her. These were all virile men
and that excited her. "Who are you?"
Their masks still covered their faces.
Nick pulled his mask off. "I haven't seen
you since you were a little thing, Jenny."
She never looked this good.
Professor Nick, I remember you." She
loved him since she was eight. Not like
her father, he was an adventurer, always
seeking the danger and excitement of far
away places, not digging in the dirt for
months at a time. She could only dream
of the women he had conquered in his
travels, taking them for his pleasure and
than tossing them aside for another.
"This is Percy, Clay and Morgan. They
have been with me for a long time. It
will be about six hours until we get to
Latakia. We have a small plane that will
take us out secretly tomorrow night so
we will h0ld up in a hotel until dark."
They said nothing for the next two hours,
the men watching for any sign of trouble.
"You can see the lights coming. It looks
like trouble: nothing would be out here
except for patrols." Percy pulled over to
the side of the road and the Jeep skidded
to a halt.
They hopped out of the Jeep and took off
the coveralls they were wearing, Jenny
looking to see Nick dressed up in a suit,
minus the tie. The others all wore
camouflage fatigues, insignia's for Mid-
Eastern Oil on the shoulders. They wore
revolvers strapped to their waists.
"I need that back, Jenny, sorry." Percy
grabbed the blanket from her, Jenny
finding herf naked in front of a bunch of
men again. She shivered with the
stirrings she felt between her legs. She
grew wetter when he swung her around
until she had her back to him.
"I need to put these on you." Percy
snapped the pair of shiny, steel
handcuffs on her wrists behind her back
and then swung her back around. "Into
the Jeep, we have to get going before
they notice we're stopped."
All the men watched her in the dim
overhead light in the jeep as she got into
the back seat, her modesty gone as she
climbed naked into the back seat, forced
to spread her legs for all to see, strong
hands guiding her into the seat, difficult
with handcuffs to maneuver in the close
space. Her naked ass stuck to the seat.
Was it perspiration or was I aroused?
Nick turned around in the seat, his cock
hard when he saw the naked girl bound,
her legs spread from the cramped back
seat. "Remember, do exactly what I
say?" There lives depended on it.
"I'm learning quickly to obey men,"
Jenny shot back.
It took only a few minutes before the
lights got brighter in the distance. They
could make out three sets of lights, all of
them stopping a short distance up the
road. "They're blocking the road,
waiting for us, be prepared, but we don't
want to start a war if we can help it."
The three trucks were sideways in the
road, blocking it, soldiers with machine
guns already pointed at them as they
slowed up. Percy stopped and Nick got
out of the Jeep, the others staying inside.
The Captain looked at the Jeep, Mid-
Eastern Oil emblazed on decals on it.
"Don't make any sudden movements," he
warned the man that got out of the Jeep.
"No worry, Captain." Nick put his hands
up in the air.
"What are you doing out here at this time
of night?" An American driving in the
middle of the night in the desert usually
spelled trouble.
"I'm Dr. Nickolas Popular, Vice
President of Mid-Eastern Oil. I am
heading out to our fields about seven
hours drive from here with my men."
The fields were located about 3
hours past Latakia where they were
really going, but it was in the same
general direction.
The Captain was nervous, something
didn't seem right. "Why are you driving
in the middle of the night? Do you have
something to hide?"
"I am doing what my bosses and Emir
Shahin instructed me to do. The Emir is
a great man and only a foolish man
would dare to disobey him." Nick bent
his head down in reverence when he
mentioned Emir Shahin's name.
The Captain worked for Emir Wali,
Emir of the neighboring province, but
they all patrolled the far reaches of the
desert. "What has the Almighty Emir
Shahin instructed you to do at this hour
of the morning that is so important?"
"We are bringing the generous Emir
Shahin's gift to the men of Mid-Eastern
Oil with great urgency."
"What gift has he bestowed on these
men?"
"He acquired a virgin, American girl not
long ago, young and shapely with all her
vestiges still pure. He has since taught
her the pleasure of serving such a mighty
man as Emir Shahin, a man that is hung
with the cock of a King. He has enjoyed
all the tight, virgin holes that she had to
offer, as well as his friends have
partaken of the girls treasures, but he
tires easily and wants fresh, young
virgins to mount for his pleasure. He has
given the used girl for the enjoyment of
the Mid-Eastern Oil executives and we
were dispatched to pick her up and take
her to the fields in time for the
executives to wake up and enjoy the girl
for their morning pleasure. We do the
bidding of the most exulted Emir Shahin
and fear the consequences of
disappointing him." Nick hoped that he
would believe the story and let them go.
"Have all your men come out of the
vehicle. As well as this American
whore. Let me see your sincerity." His
story sounded unbelievable, the Captain
thinking that this man was trying to pull
something fast on him.
"Come out," he told his men. "Slowly,"
he warned them.
They got out of the vehicle, Jenny the
last one out. He watched the Captain's
eyes lit up when he saw the young, naked
girl, probably never having seen a white
girl naked before, especially one this
young. Percy marched Jenny over in
front of the Captain. Nick grabbed Jenny
and spun her around. "She is beginning
to enjoy being bound. Look at that nice
ass on her. Emir Shahin said she is still
hot and tight in her ass, in spite of having
taken many men." Nick's hand ran over
Jenny's trembling buttocks, making them
shudder and clench from the touch.
Jenny could see the bulge in the
Captain's pants, but it was the same way
for Nick. She loved his strong hand on
her naked ass cheeks, hoping they could
get out of her and she could show him
her appreciation.
"Yes, she is a delightful creature, but
how do I know your story is true?
Maybe you are just trying to make your
escape from my country. Maybe I should
call Emir Shahin and ask him of your
story."
"I don't know if you want to risk the
wrath of powerful Emir Shahin by
waking him up at such an early hour. I
don't know how I can prove my story to
you. What do you expect me to do to
convince you? You probably think that if
she got on her knees and sucked your
cock in front of everyone; that would be
proof. If we were trying to make our
escape with her, the last thing we would
want to do is subject to having to suck
the cock of a formidable man as you,
shaming her as she is forced to drink
down your potent seed for all to see.
With her hands bound, you would have
to guide her head, making her take it as
deep as you desire, even down her
throat." He waited as he baited the hook
for the Captain to bite. He could already
see his eyes forming the image of Jenny
sucking his cock.
"Let her show me her prowess in
satisfying a man with her mouth. I am
sure that Emir Shahin had taught her
well. Have her kneel before me and
service my proud weapon until she
draws my seed from me and swallows
it. Then I will believe your tale and let
you go on your way." The Captain
wasted no time in opening up his pants
and taking out his cock.
"Kneel, you worthless cunt," Nick
ordered her, pushing Jenny to the ground
in front of the Captain. He moved in
back of her and held her head, pushing it
up until it was in front of the Captain's
cock.
If this were the only way she could
escape, she would perform for him and
satisfy his perverted lust. The rest of his
soldiers gathered around, Nick behind
her holding her head, his other men
behind him. They were all going to see
her suck the Captains cock.
She was sure most of them wished it
were them in her mouth. The smell of his
body was pungent, like the others, they
all smelled like camels.
"I will instruct her," the Captain putting
his hands on Jenny's head and lifting her
up so that his bobbing cock was only
inches from her face. "What is your
name?"
"Jeeennny," she said with a trembling
voice. She learned quickly that men
loved the girls to be scared and
submissive to them. She would play the
part, even though the thought of being
bound and forced to suck his cock as
everyone watched made her excited.
"Such a lovely name for an American
cocksucker." He pushed his hips
forward until the head of his cock began
to bob up and down on her face,
rebounding when it touched the soft skin
of her cheeks, bouncing back down
again. He rubbed his cock on her skin,
loving the way she cringed each time
that his cock got near her lips. "I know I
have a big cock, Jenny, but when I push
it into your mouth the first time, use your
tongue quickly to get it soaked in spit.
It's going down your throat with the first
thrust. It will be easier for you to
swallow if it is wet and slick."
He pumped his cock onto her lips.
"Open your mouth and stick out your
tongue," the young girl obeying, pumping
his cock until the first drops of clear
fluid leaked onto her tongue. "Lick it,"
he urged her, seeing her face grimace
from the first salty taste. "Now suck it
and use your tongue. Remember what I
told you." He thrust with his hips, his
cock breaching her lips, his hand on her
chin holding her head up high so he
would have a clear path to the back of
her mouth and down into her throat.
Jenny opened her mouth wider, feeling
the huge head of his throbbing cock slip
over her satiny lips. Her mouth stretched
wide to take it all in, feeling the corner
of her mouth aching but the others that
had taken her in the mouth were bigger,
this one Jenny able to accommodate
more readily. Her mouth was already
coated in the foul taste of his sperm from
his leaking cock, but she knew that he
would flood her mouth with his sperm
when he finished in her. She sucked in
one last deep breath as the cock began to
slip through her tightly clenched lips.
Her tongue went to work on it
immediately, her mouth flooded with her
spit in hopes that it would make it easier
when he shoved it down her throat. She
knew she would still choke and gag on
his cock, but he expected that, desired
that from her.
The Captain looked at the naked, bound
girl humbling kneeling at his feet, his
throbbing cock pushed evilly through her
soft lips, her tongue already working its
magic on his growing erection. He loved
being able to debauch this girl in front of
her countrymen and his men to see his
sexual prowess.
The edge of her teeth scraped along the
head of his cock and the shaft as it slid
into her mouth. She tightened her lips on
it like a rubber band, feeling it jerk and
shudder in her mouth, bouncing from her
tongue to the roof of her mouth as it slid
in. She coated it with a thick layer of
spit as it moved to the back of her mouth.
Her nostrils flared as she sucked in
precious air knowing that her throat
would soon be stuffed with his cock like
a cork in a bottle. She felt it rubbing on
her tongue and the roof of her mouth as it
moved into the smaller back of her
mouth. She could feel the sticky dribbles
of her hot spit running down her chin, but
she needed to make the cock slick as
soon as possible. She gulped loudly, the
cock seemingly pulled deeper into her
mouth by the action, feeling it thicken
and enlarge from her licking tongue. She
felt the fleshy head of his cock caressed
by the soft, pulpy back of her mouth
where her tongue disappeared into her
esophagus. She gagged, feeling the
Captain's hand grip her head tighter to
prevent her from moving away. She
choked, her throat opening up, the thick
head of his cock compressed into the
tight opening of her throat as it pushed a
little deeper. She gulped on the thick
appendage that blocked her throat,
luckily swallowing a large quantity of
spit when she did, feeling another inch
of cock fed into her gullet. Her head
grew dizzy as she struggled to fill her
lungs with precious air, but the hands
held her submissively against him, her
bound hands keep her helpless as he
fucked her mouth and throat.
He couldn't believe the pleasure the girl
gave him. His cock felt like it was in a
vise, her throat muscles working on it,
clenching and unclenching, her gagging
and choking only increasing his
excitement. The Captain fought the urge
to cum, wanting to prolong his pleasure
at her expense. He wanted to see her
swallow all of his cock before he was
ready to cum. "Good girl, Jenny. A little
more, take a little more cock and make
me a happy man."
Once he breached her throat, he began to
thrust in and out, but he never let the
head of his cock leave the delightfully
tightness of her throat. She could feel the
head expanding in her throat, tickling her
throat in a place that she couldn't
scratch. Her tongue went back to work,
running over the thick shaft in her mouth,
teasing at the thick veins that bulged out,
sucking more of his cock into her throat
in hopes of making him cum. The cock
continued to push into her gullet until it
felt like it was in her upper chest, her
throat tube bloated out by the enlarged
flesh of his cock. She hated that she was
giving him so much pleasure, the Captain
moaning in pleasure. It came to her
suddenly, like an epiphany.
She was no longer choking or gagging on
his cock. She was controlling him, his
hands only holding her head, but she was
moving it up and down, forcing the cock
up and down her throat. She had the
opportunity to pull it out of her throat,
but she didn't. She had total control over
him and she was sucking him with all
her abilities in hopes of pleasing him in
spite of the fact that he was trying to
humiliate her by making her suck his
cock in front of the others. Was that why
I wanted to please him? Did I enjoy the
bondage and the
humiliation of being taken by any man
and forced to sexually service their
perverted desires?
The Captain began to thrust harder with
his hips until he felt her lips pulled up
against him, all of his cock buried in the
sweet lips of the girl kneeling at his feet.
It felt like his cock was crushed by her
throat, but her tongue worked him over,
lapping at his shaft. His hand slid down
to her throat, able to feel his cock feeling
her narrow passage, knowing it slid
farther down than her short neck. He was
ready to cum and no longer could
contain his lust. The girl was too good,
Emir Shahin a master teacher.
She felt her lips forced into the harsh
fabric of his pants, as he buried his cock
completely into her throat. She gulped on
his cock, her nostrils flaring as she
sucked in air, but she felt something in
her throat that she never felt before. It
was almost like she had a clit there and
his cock was rubbing it to an orgasm.
She felt his cock bulge one last time and
as she struggled for air a torrent of hot,
thick sperm choked her as she felt the
fluids slithering down her gullet and into
her stomach. He pulled his cock from
her throat suddenly, but she choked as
she finally tried to fill her lungs from her
mouth, his cock jetting a second
powerful that spurted to the back of her
mouth and went down her throat and
made her choke. He refused to pull his
cock from her mouth, even as she choked
and struggled, a third jet of sperm
flooding her tongue and teeth with the
thick creme from his balls. She began to
suck on the foul sperm that coated his
cock, her tongue bathing his cock as she
gulped loudly to swallow the abundant
creme that filled her cheeks. It wasn't
until she had cleaned it and his shrinking
cock slipped from her lips did she
realize how avidly she had drunk down
his sperm and licked his organ clean. It
was as though she couldn't get enough of
it, almost wishing the Captain would
make her suck off the other ten men that
were watching her. She never felt so
depraved in her life. Only days ago she
was an eighteen year old virgin. Now
she would fuck and suck for any man.
Any man that would tie her up and
humiliate her. She should be ashamed of
it, but instead she loved it. She only
hoped she could find men that would
subject her to such delightful torture.
The Captains cock grew to immense
proportions as she sucked hungrily on
his cock. He jammed his straining cock
into her throat, threw back his head in a
savage yell of
pleasure, his balls releasing the pent up
sperm into her greedily sucking mouth.
"Suck it, American whore!" The white
hot sperm spilled into her waiting throat,
pulling out far enough so he could spill
his seed onto her tongue and make her
relish the pungent taste of his thick
sperm. Load after load spurted from his
cock, her mouth eagerly drinking it
down. Even when he stopped cumming,
her lips and tongue continued to work on
his
cock until his shrinking cock finally
slipped from her lips, shiny and clean.
"You may go," the Captain said as he put
his cock back into his pants. "She is so
hot; she needs many men to satisfy her.
Take her to your countryman and see if
you can quench the heat in her belly." He
signaled to his men, pulling their
vehicles out of the way so they could
pass.
Nick and the others jumped back into the
Jeep. Nick helped Jenny into the back
seat, leaving the cuffs on her until they
were out of sight, but not failing to see
the smile on her face and a glint in her
eye. Was the Captain correct? Did Jenny
thrive on the humiliation and the forced
sex?

The rest of the trip was uneventful, but
the men were still alert for any sign of
trouble.
They finally reached the outskirts of
Latakia, pulling the Jeep behind the run
down hotel.
Percy took off the decals; they would
abandon it at the small airport only miles
from here.
Nick went in the front and got the key to
the room, a single room, not wanting to
arouse suspicion with having so many
American's in the hotel late at night.
They followed him up the back stairs to
the room, closing the door behind on the
dark hallway. "We have about four hours
before we have to meet the plane."
There was one bed in the room and a
bathroom with two chairs scattered
around. "You can take a shower if you
want, Jenny."
He threw her a bag with some clothes in
it. "Sorry, but they probably wouldn't fit
you well.
I didn't realize it was so long ago since I
seen you." The bra would never contain
her large breasts, but he wouldn't be
disappointed by her going braless.
Luckily, the skirt would probably fit her
around the waist, but it would be short,
the blouse would never button up, but
that was not a bad thing either.
"Yes, I need to get clean." She grabbed
the bag, shrugging off the blanket even
before she got to the bathroom door,
giving everyone a lovely glimpse of her
naked ass cheeks, swaying her hips
seductively until she finally closed the
door. She opened the bag and took out
the clothes. They would never fit her, but
at least she would have something to
wear. She jumped into the shower, the
water not very warm, but it still felt
good. It didn't take long before she got
out. She looked into the mirror, not
seeing a young, virgin any longer, but a
mature woman that knew what she
wanted. She didn't put the clothes on,
instead walking out of the bathroom and
into the other room stark naked. She saw
four men's eyes staring at her lustily. "I
want to thank you for rescuing me. I don't
have anything to give you but what I
have learned in the last few days on how
to pleasure a man. We still have a few
hours, so I will give you anything and
everything you want from me."
Nick couldn't take his eyes off of her, but
his voice spit out the words politely
even though his mind refused to
acknowledge them. "We can't do that,
Jenny. It would be taking advantage of
you." His cock jerked in his pants.
"Now boss, I don't think we can turn
down Jenny's offer." Percy was the first
one to speak up. "Not if it would make
her feel better."
"Yes, I agree, we do have a few hours to
kill and what a better thank you than
taking advantage of what Jenny has
learned." Clay wanted a piece of this
young girl. He had seen the way she
sucked cock, she wasn't being forced;
she enjoyed it.
Morgan finally said something. "It's not
like we have a lot of privacy in here.
She's already naked. I am sure Emir
Shahin had her perform with more than
one man at a
time."
"Looks like you are the only holdout,
Nick." She spread her legs wider as she
faced him.
"Are you sure you don't want some of
this. You can have this young, tight
pussy, make me suck your cock like the
Captain or even take me in the ass. Emir
Shahin said I was hot and tight."
"I don't know how I can refuse." Nick
never turned down pussy.
"Anyone got a bit of rope. I seemed to
have acquired the taste of being bound."
The words came out of her mouth
without thinking. She should be ashamed
to reveal that even to herself, never mind
a room full of horny men.
Nick had his fingers between her pussy
lips as Jenny turned around. She didn't
know how four men could get naked that
fast or have as much rope on them. There
were belts, straps, anything and
everything. She knew why Nick's fingers
were rubbing her inner pussy lips,
waiting to see how she responded as
Percy tied her wrists in front of her. She
didn't have to be told, feeling the
wetness between her legs the minute the
ropes
tightened.
Nick's fingers were drenched as they
slid up and down her slit as she was
bound. Two fingers inside her were
clenched tightly by her hot, wet pussy.
He had to pull them out of her as the
others excitedly pushed her onto her
back on the bed. Her hands were bound
over her head, Percy the first one to take
advantage of her bondage. He straddled
her head, his cock bouncing on her face
as his fingers pried open her lips, though
Nick was sure that it didn't require much
persuasion. She gulped down his cock
greedily as Percy pushed with his hips
until his balls were dangling on her chin,
her throat gulping loudly as Percy fed his
cock into her tight throat.
Morgan was between her legs, pulling
her legs high to the side and back, his
large hands gripping her ankles as he
readied to fuck her. He sank deeply into
her pussy, only a muffled gasp from her
stuffed mouth as he began to thrust in
with his erection, filling her with his
thick flesh.
Jenny fucked and sucked for two hours,
Nick waiting until they both took her
mouth and pussy before he shoved her
over onto her belly. She felt his hands
spreading her legs wide, someone else's
hands grabbing her ankles and pulling
them to the opposite corners of the bed
until she was almost split up the middle.
Nick mounted her, his body resting on
her back and ass, hands between their
bodies as he pulled his erection up her
wet slit until he found the soft entrance
to her ass. She grunted once when the
thick head spread her anal ring wide, her
mouth filled with another cock before
she could grunt a second time when the
head of his cock slipped deeply into her
rectum. She felt the thrill of being taken
by two men once again, this time the
perverse thrill of being taken in the ass,
his cock finding places deep inside her
that stroked her perverted pleasure. His
cock filled her anal passage with its
massive girl, sliding up and down,
fighting her resisting muscles in spite of
the pleasure she felt at being bound,
spread and sodomized by a powerful
man.
The four men had her numerous times,
Jenny not even sure whose cock was
whose, only enjoying the pleasure as
fingers and cocks rubbed her clit until it
was swollen with lust and finally she
screamed with the orgasmic pleasure
that she was due. It seemed to last
forever, their erections easily teased
back to hardness by her mouth, only to
have them spill their sperm deep into all
of her orifices.
Jenny took another shower before they
left, finally boarding a small jet that
slipped silently out of the small airport
and the country before anyone was the
wiser.
EPILOGUE
It had been almost a year since Jenny got
back home. The University welcomed
her with open arms, a full scholarship
and after a delay; her father and mother
were declared legally dead so Jenny
could receive their pensions and death
benefits. Jenny still never gave up hope
for their return, but she knew that they
were not dead.

Frank worked in the mines of the eastern
region, his archeological skills useful in
knowing where to dig and how deep. It
kept him alive and in fairly good health,
his captors not wanting to lose a
valuable resource. He knew that he
would never get out, the eastern region
uninhabitable to all but the miners that
dug for the valuable resources hidden in
the earth below the surface. He thought
often of Sandra and Jenny, hoping and
praying that they had escaped their
captors and were now living happily in
the United States.

Waqar drank in the beauty of the
American mother, her large naked
breasts capped with big, brown nipples
that begged for abuse, a blonde bush that
only highlighted the full lips of her
pussy. She had the most delightful,
plump ass that he loved to lay on as his
cock pushed deep into her rectum to be
squeezed by her tight muscles. He stood
up, stripped off his clothes, and walked
over to his naked captive.
He stood in front of Sandra, his cock
flaccid, no longer the formidable
weapon it was, but knowing from
experience how hard and big it would
become when fully aroused. His
hands stroked his shriveled cock
between his fingers as it finally began to
bulge, not quickly like a virile man, but
slowly growing to erection.
"Get me hard, my American whore."
The fat bastard wanted her to suck his
cock again. She had been drugged before
and taken by other more virile men, now
she would have to submit to taking this
monsters cock into her mouth until he
spilled his filthy sperm down into her
stomach. "Yes, Master,"
but her response was too late for her
captor.
Guards seized her and dragged her over
to the pillory that hung low to the
ground.
Sandra found her body thrust into the
ancient wood, her hands and neck caught
between the wooden beams like a
guillotine until she was trapped. And
wet with desire. Hands pulled her legs
apart until they were secured, her ass
cheeks parted, her pussy leaking her
arousal. She saw a black guard pass
behind her, catching the size of a giant
black cock jutting out like a lewd
weapon in front of him. "AAAGGGHH,"
she screamed out, not only in pain, but
also in pleasure when she felt the huge
black flesh shoved deep inside her belly,
forcing her muscles into submission.
Waqar walked in front of her, his cock
still hanging limply. "Please let me suck
your cock, Master."
Waqar walked in front of her, seeing her
open her mouth in submission. "That's
better, my American whore. Pay homage
to my cock." He looked down to see her
mouth take his cock inside, her tongue
working instantly to run over it until he
felt the first tingling in his balls. The
black guard was fucking her hard, his
hand slapping her ass cheeks until they
turned red, sure that her muscles were
giving him a delightful ride. He grabbed
Sandra's head and began to thrust with
his hips as his erection grew in her
mouth, keeping her lips pinned tightly
against his abdomen as his cock grew in
length and girth. She had no choice but
swallow it, the rearing head of his cock
finally slipping into her tight throat.
Sandra's body betrayed her as the twin
cocks speared into her body, taking the
black cock so deep that she thought he
would enter her womb, Waqar's cock
finally breaching her throat as she was
forced to swallow it until she felt it deep
in her gullet. She knew she could never
be satisfied with her former life. She
wanted to be subjected to the most
perverse and lewd acts on her
defenseless body by any man that wanted
her. She could never go back; she had
found her need to satisfy any man's
pleasure with her body.

Jenny had been warned by Nick of
Professor Daniels, but Nick had gone,
searching out the treasures for the last
six months, leaving Jenny to find her
own pleasure among the University.
Students her own age had never
experienced what she had, their
meaningless sex only a prelude to what
Jenny had done. She needed more and
Professor Daniels was what she was
looking for.
She sat in the hard, wooden chair to the
side of Professor Daniels desk as he
stood up and went to the door. He pulled
down the shade and she heard the click
of the lock, thought the halls were
already empty of students, classes over
for many hours now.
Professor Daniels had called her to this
late meeting, but she knew what he
wanted. She had teased him for months
from her front row seat, finally going out
without panties for the last week, her
legs spread provocatively until he had to
stay behind the lectern to hide his
erection.
"You've been a naughty girl, Jenny.
Naughty girls need to be punished." He
stood behind her, pulling her head back
until he could see down the front of her
blouse, full, womanly breasts pushed up
by the sexy bra. He took a piece of rope
and slid it around her throat.
He teased the rough rope on the smooth
skin of her neck, hearing her gulp loudly
as he began to pull the rope tighter
behind her, slipping it through the upper
rung of the chair.
He pulled tighter until she was forced
into an erect position, her eyes pointed
straight ahead, as he tied the knot.
Another rope around her forehead kept
her pinned to the chair.
She could barely swallow, never feeling
a rope around her throat, panicking when
she could barely breathe, but she was
already pinned to the chair. He grabbed
her arms, pulling them up and behind her
until her breasts were thrust out like twin
melons. She was glad she brought a
change of clothes, knowing that these
would soon be ripped from her body.
Professor Daniels knelt down at her feet,
tying a rope around each ankle, sure that
she was expecting him to tie them to the
legs of the chair, but he had more
elaborate plans for her. He had heard of
her experiences of her capture and was
eager to teach her more.
He threaded each rope through the
pulleys that were hanging from the newly
installed hooks in the ceiling. One by
one, he pulled her legs up, her skirt
pulling back to show her panty less
crotch and the blonde bush that had
teased him all week. With the rope
around her neck she couldn't slide down,
so her legs continued to pull up as his
eyes watched her nakedness revealed
with each inch higher her legs pulled up.
He finally stopped, looking down at his
handiwork. She was opened up from her
pussy, all the way back to her
asshole. Soon, he would enjoy the
pleasure of both holes.
She thought she was coming apart, the
rope around her neck tightening the
higher her legs went. Her ass was almost
off the chair, her legs spread high up into
the air.
Professor Daniels cock reared the front
of his pants as he gazed down at her
naked body.
Jenny was sure that the wooden chair
beneath her was soaked.
Professor Daniel's wasted no more time,
ripping off her clothes until she was
stark naked, bound and spread to his
chair. He slowly took off his clothes,
finally stroking his naked cock in front of
her.
He might be older than Nick, but he was
every bit as virile and big. She couldn't
wait to take that monster in her mouth,
but she knew he would wait until her
came in her, using her oral skills to bring
him back to hardness so he could take
her again. With the way her body was
positioned, her ass was open and
available to him. He surprised her
though, kneeling between her legs, his
face hidden by her skirt, but she felt the
wet tongue slithering through her pussy
lips and lapping at the abundant juices.
He sucked, licked and bit her pussy, then
moved onto her anus, feeling like a
small, wet cock was being shoved into
her rectum, moving back and forth inside
her tight hole as she tried to keep her
muscles relaxed so she could enjoy the
pleasure of the tongue darting in and out
of her anus. He stopped before she could
cum, keeping her on the edge of
pleasure.
He thrust into her pussy, feeling the hot,
tightness of her young pussy. She might
have been fucked hard when she was
captured, but she retained a tight, elastic
hole that clung to his cock with such
delight. He stroked her deep and hard
with his cock, Jenny forced to take the
lightening thrusts of his cock, bound and
pinned to the chair.
"Fuck me, use me," she cried as his cock
stroked the fires of her loins. She
couldn't get enough of his cock, the tight
bondage in the chair fueling her lust. The
angle of his thrusts drove the side of his
shaft along her clit, making it swell in
anticipation until she felt the first
tremors of his cock. The head bulged
and jerked inside her, finally pumping
his sperm deep into her belly, blasting
her with its white, hot creme. She came
with him, choking as she struggled
against the rope around her neck but that
only heightened her orgasm. It was long
minutes before his shrinking cock
slipped from her pussy, but he was eager
to return to his lustful state.
He lowered his flaccid, wet cock onto
her lips. "Open up, Jenny. Get me hard
so I can fuck your asshole." He enjoyed
the look in her eyes as she opened her
mouth, her tongue snaking out as he
pressed the wet flesh of his cock into her
mouth. He already began to grow erect
as he felt her hot breath blowing on his
cock, her tongue lapping up their juices
from his cock as her lips finally engulfed
his cock into the hot cavern of her mouth.
She sucked him, licking and coaxing his
cock to his former greatness, knowing
that he would have to be hard enough to
sodomize her. It had been a while since
anyone had stuck there cock up her ass,
but she was eager to feel the hard thrust
that would start out painfully as it
stretched her elastic passage but would
finally turn to pleasure as she succumbed
to a dominating man's pleasure. Only
then would her body seek to bring him
the pleasure he deserved until he
dumped his sperm deep into her bowels.
His cock fought the tightness of her
throat, but she was bound and unable to
stop him as he forced her to deep throat
him, his hand on her throat as he fed her
inch after inch into her gullet. He heard
her struggle to breathe, but refused to
pull his cock from her throat until he was
ready to ass fuck her.
He finally pulled his spit-drenched cock
from her lips, feeling the pulsating head
of his cock fitted up against the tight knot
of her anus. He pushed, her rectum
forced to swallow the thick head in one
bone-jarring thrust. It hurt deliciously,
her rectum stretched wide around his
cock as he began to rhythmically
sodomize her, inch after inch of thick
cock forced into her elastic passage. He
fucked her anus hard and long, her
insides feeling like they were burning up
from the friction; Jenny finally forced to
take seven inches of rigid cock with one
powerful thrust that made her rectum go
from empty to full in a second.
Since he had just cum, he fucked her for
a long time, each time forcing Jenny to
take the full measure of his cock with
each thrust until it felt like it was
piercing her belly and her stomach
cramped around the flesh of his cock.
It was hours before he untied her, her
mouth forced to clean his soiled cock
and bring it back to life so he could fuck
her over and over. When he was
finished, all of her bodily orifices were
filled with his sperm. She could barely
move after he untied her, but his eyes
never left her naked body as she
dressed.
"Good night, Professor Daniels."
"Good night, Jenny. We are going to
have many more sessions like this,
Jenny. I have many things I will do to
your body, some painful, but I think you
will end up enjoying them.
You were made to please men with your
body. That is your destiny."
She didn't say anything, but she knew she
would not refuse him, not that she could
once he bound her. She just hoped that
he would share her with his friends,
Jenny enjoying more then one man at a
time forcing her to perform the most
degrading acts while being bound.