With that load off my mind I started to take in my position, tied to a bed naked with a similar lack of attired guy. Just when I figured things couldn't get worse the guy started to get a hard on, believe me when I say it wasn't a small cock either. He sat on the edge of the bed and took hold of my limp dick slowly rubbing his thumb across the head, of course it decided it felt good and came out to play. (I never was able to control my cock at the best of times)

I can't say I was comfortable with what was going on, less so when he took my cock in his mouth and began gently sucking on it. I told him to just undo the fucking cuffs and leave me alone I wasn't a queer. It would have meant more if my cock wasn't hard as a rock in his mouth. The thing that bothered me was his own cock was as hard as a rock too, he took his mouth off my cock and positioned himself so that his cock was next to my mouth. He told me to suck it, I told him to fuck off, he reminded me I was not in a position to refuse and if I bit his cock I was going to be very sorry. Put that way I opened my mouth as his cock was forced against my lips. Once in it tasted slightly salty a weird mix of something else, the head filled my mouth though the texture was not unpleasant. I wondered if mine felt the same in his mouth, as he slowly increased the pressure I wondered if I was going to suffocate on it. Just as I thought I was about to gag he eased the pressure before returning it again, I realised he was slowly fucking my mouth.

The guy returned to sucking my own cock his mouth matching his cock movements. Suddenly he inserted a finger in my arse not harshly but a steady insistant pressure on my sphincter that eased its way deeper. I tried to tighten up but all that did was cause me a bit of pain, so I relaxed as much as I could the trouble with doing that was I started to enjoy the feeling. In my mouth his cock was starting to leak pre-cum and I was having to swallow it as best I could so I didn't gag, it seemed the more I swallowed the more it leaked. My own cock was now issueing its own pre-cum it seemed the more he worked his finger in my arse the more my cock leaked, then suddenley I started to shoot my load. What amazed me was how much I seemed to cum it just seemed to gush I though my balls were going to shoot out of the head of my cock. I knew the guy had swallowed every drop of my cum but he was still working at getting every last drop, his cock suddenley seemed to expand filling my mouth even more. I was suddenly overwhelmed with gobs of sticky cum it filled my mouth forcing its way down my throat out of the corners of my mouth, it was just as well he took his cock out or I would have drowned on his cum. I swallowed a mouthfull the rest splashed over my face chest hair everywhere, it seemed he shot gallons of it.

I lay there gasping for air my mouth still sticky with his cum I got myself some saliva and used it to clean the stickyness from my teeth and tongue before swallowing it. I figured the guy would undo my wrists and let me go now but his still hard cock let me know it wasn't going to happen just yet.

     She decided on a green shirt with a smiley face on it and a pair of black shorts that only came just above her knee. She sat down at the computer and signed into her Instant messanger systems. Immediatly her friend Calli sent her a message. They chatted for a few minutes till Alex suggested trying a chatroom, she didnt even give Veronica enough time to decide before she sent the link. Seeing no harm, she clicked the link, signed up, and entered the world of chatrooms under the name "LittleAngel." It was her first chatroom, outside of a created chatroom with her friends and she had no clue of what to say so she just sat back and watched. She sat there for almost twenty miutes when someone named "TheDarkOne" sent her a private message.
    "Hi there, its a chat room, speak up girl.....you are girl right? lol" Veronice just sat for a sec and finally replied:
    "I'm new to chatrooms so I dont really know what to say, I may just leave though"
    "Why? Eh, just takes some gettin used to, hope you dont mind me asking, but how old are you?
    Without hesitation she quickly replied "13, what about you?"
    "Im 17"
Seeing his age she immediatly thought that this was wrong. She was talkin with someone 4 years older than her. She didnt know what to say really, oldest age student in her school was 15, so an age difference this big seemed odd to her.
    "You there?" He replied after a time of silence
    "Im sorry, ya." She didnt know why but she felt, even though she had just met him, she could trust him.
    "Its okay"
They chat for several hours. Discussing music, food, literature, religion, and even where they lived. Veronica learned he was only a few states away from her. It did make her feel uneasy but almost calm in a way aswell. She looked at the clock and noticed it was already 10pm
    "Whoa, im sorry I have to go" She quickly typed in.
    "Okay...you going to be on tomorrow?" Was his reply
    "Yup same time, now I have to go before my mom or dad catch me on the computer this late"
Without waiting she signed out, closed off the internet, and turned off the computer. She got up from the desk and opened her bedroom door a bit and looked into the hall seeing two shadows comming from the kitchen conversing,"Night mom, night dad," she called and without waiting shut the door. She went to her bed and climbed in and laid there a minute.
    "Wonder what he really looks likes...mmm" she said in a slight whisper and closed her eyes and fell asleep.

 When she got home from school that day she didn't even bother with removing her uniform and immediatly signed into the chatroom. A moment later "TheDarkOne" messaged her and they wasted no time  talking.
 "So whats your real name Dark?" Veronica typed
 "Jason, but my friends call me Jay."
 "Im Veronica" and she was immediatly followed with "Beautiful name" She only knew two guys named Jason and they were both jerks in school.
 "Do you have a picture of yourself Jay?" She was smiling now, a big one showing off her white teeth in the reflection of the screen.
 "Hold on" he responded. A few moments later a webcam symbol popped up to reveal a young man who definatly seemed 17. His hair was dark brown and covered part of his face, length wise it went to the back of his neck all around but he had it parted in the middle so it covered his eyes partly. His eyes were unable to be soon clearly, but they looked to be blue and from what she could see he appeared to have some muscle on him.
 "Wow" she replied, "You look good" She started to giggle as she watched him smile.
 "So what about you, you got a cam?" Without hesitation she jumped up and grabbed her camera and plugged it in. Soon her image was up and moving and she realized she was still in her uniform
 "Oh god, i'll be right back" She didnt want to be seen in her dorky school uniform and ran to change. Jason sat back looking at the still image of her bedroom. He could see a closet which the door was barely shut and dark inside and could see the foot of her bed. Moments later she came into the picture wearing a white shirt and blue jeans, putting up her uniform. As she approached the computer Jason's eyes widened as he watched her tits jiggle slightly as she walked to the computer and sat down
 "Miss me? teehee" She started to giggle and looked closer into his cam. His room was dark and only a small flickering light was seen in the background, the TV. Jason snapped back into reality
 "Yup" As he adjusted his seat.
 They began to talk about useless details of school and of how there days went. As time went on she started to grow closer to him and even to Jason's surprise he was starting to like her as well.

 Over the course of a few weeks they started getting closer and they started to fall in love with one another and after a few weeks they decided they could try an internet relation and became boyfriend and girlfriend. Veronica knew her parents wouldnt like the idea of her dating someone four years older than her and a few states away so she kept it quiet. She only told Calli about him, but she didn't care to much about relations. She has been in a few and all guys abused her, so her only friendly advice was 'Be careful'
 As time went on Veronica and Jason started to exchange addresses and phone numbers. It was an everyday thing for them to chat on webcam except for days he worked. However he could only call her cell and only when she said so. All the while her parents were oblivious to the fact of her dating. They dated for a year online and his heart was hers to keep as was hers to him. Over the year Veronica turned 14 and developed into a full C cup and it seemed to be as far as she would grow for now. Her hair was now to her shoulder blades and she kept it tied in a pony tail now.
 On christmas day however, she recieved a package from Jason but not in the form she wanted, her parents got to it first. Yells and disagreements were thrown about that day and even though she got the ring he sent her, as well as the letter, after what was told to her by her parents, she started to think. 'Will we even meet?' "Is this a game to him?' No matter what she did she couldnt shake the feelings.
 "Jason...." She said slowly on the phone. The way she said it a lump grew in his throat instantly.
 "Yea sweety?" His voice weak, he feared for what the possibility was.
 "I dont think this can work with us, my mom found the package and if she knows im still with you, I dont know what she'd do to me." It was silent for a moment and then she heard a sniffle on the other end.
 "What?! WHY!? Just because your parents found out that doesnt mean we have to break up, its what you want, not them!" He was frantic, a mix of anger and depression. She started to cry and tried to talk clearly as she could to him
 "I know, but we cant im sorry....I'll always love you though" and she hung up. Jason dropped the phone instantly and began to cry for her. He was shivering and he couldn't breathe, his hair stuck to his tear covered face. He sat in his room, his anger and frustration building. All the dreams he had with her, all the fun they had together, they were thrown out the window and crushed like his heart was now. He looked into the mirror and seeing his face covered with damp sticky hair on his face and his cheeks red from crying.
 "Im going to see that dam bitch" He said angrily as he punched the mirror in, sending glass flying about and drops of blood

 Jason was overcome with anger as he wrote down the address and looked it up. He finally had directions to Veronica's and she was going to pay for what she did to him, for crushing his heart. He was writing down the directions when a grin overcame him, her parents were leaving for the week and she had told him that she was staying by herself and her friend may visit and stay with her.
 He got in his car and drove several hours to his destination. He parked at a hotel that was convieniantly a block away. He got a room with a view of her house and slept a peaceful dream of what he had planned for her. About noon the next day he pulled out his cellphone and called Vironica. The phone rang three times till she answered it.
 "Hello?"
 "Hey Vironica" He said quietly and gently
 "Jason?.....hey, whats going on?" She was actually a little scared of him, knowing how angry he was that day she broke up with him.
 "Nothing I just wanted to check on you, make sure your okay" He said sweetly, she was a little nervous still but calmed down a bit
 "Oh, well im doing okay, my parents are about to leave on there trip"
 "Okay then, well, i'll see you soon" He said quickly
 "okay..wait what?" She responded just as he hung up. She was confused, but thought maybe it was a mistake what he ment. He is afterall a few states away.
 Jason sat in the hotel room and watched out the window until he saw her standing on the steps of her house waving goodbye to her parents as they pulled out and headed off down the street. Jason immediatly walked out of his room as Veronica walked inside. He got to her front step and found that she didn't even bother to lock the door. He snuck inside and took a quick glance about. He could hear a faint sound comming from the living room. He peered around the corner and saw her laying on the couch talking on the phone. He sat briefly till she finally hung up and set the phone aside. She was wearing a black shirt and pink shorts that stopped at her thighs. He wasted no time, he quietly snuck up and convered her mouth and struck her unconscious.
 When she woke, she felt her hands restrained. She was sitting up right against her bed with her hands restrained above her head with handcuffs. She looked around and saw a figure standing in the dark. The figure moved and turned on the ligh, showing Jason standing there with an evil grin.
 "J-Jason!?" She exclaimed quickly. He didnt say a word and walked to the side of the bed. "Let me go!" She cried out "Now!"
 "I will, after I take something of your's" he said staring between her legs. Her eyes widened instantly
 "N-NO, please no!" She cried out
He didnt say a word. He placed his hand on top of her beast and trailed his hand down to the seam of her shorts. He looked into her eyes, seeing her fear as she continued to yell.
 "Shut the fuck up bitch!" He said with a hard slap across her face. Her cries of fear, turned to cries of pain. He slapped her again "I said shut the hell up!" She tried to quiet her crys, she didnt want to be hit again.
 He slid his hand deeper into her shorts feeling a few wisps of hairs. "Hehe, nice, now lets check that pussy of yours" Veronica pulled her legs in close and shut them tight tryin to prevent Jason from gaining access. Jason just laughed and slid his middle finger into the tight hole.
 Veronica couldnt believe the man she once loved was now having his way with her. "Stop please, Im a virgin!" Jason only smiled and started to move his finger in and out of her virgin slit. She had masterbated before and even as being raped her urges still grew and rose. She started to grow wet as he finger fucked her, being careful not to break her yet.
 Veronica closed her eyes in disgust with what was going on as well with her body betrayal. She was starting to moan slowly when he removed his wet finger from her damp slit.
 "Your a tight little girl" Jason said as he climbed on the bed and pulled out a knife. Veronica immediatly screamed. "Aw shut up damnit! Im not going to kill you!" He placed the knife to her throat, "Unless you give me a reason..." She shut up immediatly, except for her whimpers. He took the knife and started to cut away her shirt from the bottom until he got to the collar, then with his bare hands ripped the shirt the rest of the way open. Her clevage was now exposed, only her black bra concealed her. Without hesitation he cut her bra off and tossed it aside. Her breasts were perfect, her tiny pink nipples just waiting. He leaned down and started to suck on them and massaging the other one with his hand. She couldnt believe it but she was actually enjoying it and let a little moan out on accident.
 "So the little bitch loves it eh?" He pulled back and squeezed both of her now erect nipples as she moaned louder. He starts to trail his tongue around her nipples and down her body to the seam of her pants. He sat up and grabbed her shorts and started to yank them off. Veronica closed her legs to try and keep him from removing them, even though her body betrayed her, she still had her dignity. He punched her stomache and the wind escaped her along with the fight in her legs. He pulled them off to reveal a pink pair of panites, now damp with her wetness. He laid down between her legs, placing his mouth over her pussy and sucked her the final article of clothing into his mouth and proceeded to remove them. As her underwear passed over her toes she quickly rose her foot and kicked him in the face. The force sent him back and off the bed. He let out a grunt of frustration and stood holding his face.
 "Your going to fucking pay for that!"
 "Let me go! Your going to be the one in trouble, not me!" She cried. He grabbed her feet and held them still as he climbed back on top of her. "Your already in trouble." He said angrily. He leaned down and slid his tongue deep into her pussy and shocks went through her body. He proceded to lap and lick her pussy as she began to moan louder with every passing minute. Soon she felt an orgasim starting to swell within her body. "Ahhhhh"
 He started to pay extra attention to her clit now. She couldnt control herself now as she wrapped her legs around his head and forced him deeper into her. His pace quickened and she let out a loud scream as she began to cum. Cum flowed into his mouth as every jolt of the smaller orgasims followed. He pulled back, his lips coated with her juice. "Such a little girl with so much in her."
 She just sat there breathing heavily, cum still dribbling out of her slit. She had never had an orgasim so big. He leaned closer and forced a kiss onto her lips. He held her head still as she tried to move away as the taste of her own juice start to transfer to her. Veronica looked up to see him now removing his jeans and boxers. "Now its my turn!" He said revealing his erect 8inch cock.

~~~~~

This is my first story so let me know what you think. Also any suggestions or ideas for part 2 feel free to email me  justmejp89@aol.com

            “Stay here,” a gruff voice ordered. “If she runs this way grab her.”

            “Yes, sir,” a deep voice answered.

            She cringed even deeper into her crevice. There was nowhere else to go. She was trapped here now. Maybe she could slip out of her hiding place unheard and smash something over the man’s head, she thought. She waited an interminably long time before she slid forward and uncurled her legs, letting them slide over the edge of the hole. Her legs felt numb as she slid down to stand on the cold hard-packed dirt floor. Silently, she tip-toed down the length of the cask and peeked around the end of it then jerked back with a gasp. The man was a huge mountain! She would never even be able to reach his head. Stifling a sob she snuck back to her hole and climbed back in. After waiting for what seemed like hours she heard footsteps again.

            “Have you seen or heard anything?” Gruff Voice asked.

            “No, sir,” Deep Voice replied.

            “There’s someone here,” another man said thoughtfully. His voice was soft but the sound of it sent chills through her.

            She heard them moving around the room again so she pulled tighter into her hole and held her breath. When she couldn’t hold her breath any longer she let it out slowly, softly. Then she breathed through her nose in small, shallow breaths.

            “I know you’re here, little one. I’ll find you sooner or later. It will go easier for you if come out now.” His voice was soft and warm like a good sherry on a cold evening. But there was something sinister underneath that warmth which made her shiver. “Come to me now, little one, and I’ll protect you.” His steps grew near as he wandered through the cellar. “Make me come for you and you’ll regret it.”

            She started to crawl out of her hiding place but hesitated. How could he possibly know where I am, she wondered. He’s trying to lure me out, she decided. She remained where she was.

            “I don’t like to be ignored,” he said softly.

            She screamed when she felt his hand on her arm. In vain, she tried to pull away but he had an iron grip on her and refused to let go of his prize. He pulled her forward with a mighty yank and she slid out of the hole, landing with a thud on the floor at his feet. The fingers of his free hand wrapped around her other wrist and heaved her to her feet. He shoved her roughly against the wall, pinning her there with his body, towering over her.

            “You are quite the prize, aren’t you?” he whispered, his breath hot in her ear.

            He held her without difficulty even though she struggled against him. Her arms were slowly pulled above her head and easily held in place with one of his hands. His other hand slid down her side then back up to caress her wet cheek. Her face was suddenly gripped in his hand and he forced her to face him.

            “I don’t like wasting my time chasing after little girls,” he hissed at her. “I should give you to my men and be done with you.”

            “Please,” she whispered on trembling lips.

            He smiled evilly down at her. “Are you begging for my men?”

            Her eyes grew wide with fear. She tried to shake her head but he held her firmly in place. “No,” she finally whispered.

            “Then what are you begging for?” he demanded.

            “My-my honor, sir,” she whispered, tears spilled over her cheeks as she stared up at him.

            He could feel her tremble under his hands. Was that truly what she was so frightened of, he wondered. Her hands were still trapped above her head by his left hand. He slowly let his right hand wandered down her side and across her chest. When he squeezed her tit she bit her lip and squeezed her eyes shut. Fresh tears poured down her cheeks.

            “Please…,” she begged him in a whisper.

            She was shaking violently now. He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers, forcing her mouth open and snaking his tongue into her mouth. She moaned and shook under him. His question answered, he slowly pulled away from her and stared down at the frightened girl. The bright blue eyes and auburn hair were a beautiful contrast. Her petite frame, small stature and all those luscious curves tempted him beyond measure. He pulled a piece of coarse rope from his pocket then jerked her away from the wall, twisting her around so she faced the wall with her arms behind her, toward him. He quickly tied her wrists together with the rope then pulled her with him as he started out of the cellar.

            She saw two other men as he drug her past them toward the cellar door. He stopped at the door and turned back to them. She saw them staring at her.

            “Have you managed to round everyone else up?” he asked them.

            “Yes, Lord,” Gruff Voice answered. “We have twenty-seven counting her,” he replied, nodding in her direction.

            “And you’ve put them where?” he asked.

            “They’re in shackles in the great hall. I thought you’d want them all together for now.”

            “Yes.” He looked down at her as he added, “And since they’ve no proper dungeon…”

            “We’ll fix that, Lord.”

            “I’m sure you will,” he replied, pulling her out of the cellar after him.

            She studied his broad shoulders and light hair as he led her through the passages and back up to the main levels of the old keep. He had a thick mane of blonde hair which just brushed against the top of his collar, broad shoulders and high cheek bones. His strength was evident in his grip but the muscles in his arms stood out on display as well. She let her gaze rake over him and take in the bulging muscles of his chest and in his legs. He was not a heavily built man but he was lean and strong and very tall.

She thought he would take her to the great hall since that’s where his man had said they’d taken everyone else. Instead, he led her past it to a smaller audience chamber off to one side. Once there, he shoved her into the middle of the room and stared at her in silence. When she thought she could take no more he began to stalk around her, staring at her from every angle.

“So, little one, what do I do with you now?” he purred to her.

She stared at the floor in front of her toes and remained silent. The feel of his hands on her ass made her jump and squeal. When she tried to pull away from him his hands slid around her waist and down to grip her abdomen. He pulled her back against him and held her there, his cheek pressed against her wet one. She could feel his bulge pressing into her back.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he whispered in her ear.

She whimpered and turned her head away from him, pressing her face into his shoulder. His hands slid down, his fingers played lightly at the tops of her thighs. The thin material of her long skirt didn’t seem like much protection from his pressing hands.

“You’re mine now,” he whispered to her. “My prize for our little game in the cellar.”

His left hand slid between her legs and grasped her pussy while his right hand wandered up her body to grasp her left tit.

“Please, sir, no!” she cried.

“What would you give me instead?” he asked softly without releasing his hold on her.

“S-s-sir?”

“I tracked you and found you. I deserve something for my effort. If not your body, then what?” He shifted his position behind her so that his hard shaft rested against her bound hands. His hips began to move in a slow rhythm as he waited for her answer, rubbing his covered, engorged member against her hands.

“Please, sir, I’ve never…” she cried, trying to pull free of his hold.

“Maybe you should,” he replied with a laugh.

Suddenly, he released her and she fell away from him. She turned to see him pull a knife from his belt and start toward her. Instinctively, she backed away from him. He reached out and grabbed the front of her skirt, easily pulling her to him.

“Stay still or I’ll cut you,” he warned as he reached behind her.

He cut the rope binding her arms and pulled her arms forward. Holding her wrists together in one hand, he put his knife away then pulled her hands apart. Forcing her hands down he rubbed her hands along his thick, swollen prick while he stared down into her eyes.

“You’re belong to me now. You’ll do whatever I tell you.” His voice was soft but held a hard note. “What’s your name, little one?”

“Mira,” she whispered.

He smiled at her and her breath caught in her throat. Even though she was terrified of him she found him most handsome. He forced her wrists together, her hands circling his cock and held her wrists with his left hand. His right hand raised to caress her cheek then slide around to the back of her head. He fisted his hand in her hair, holding her head fast then slowly lowered his lips to hers. As he kissed her he forced her lips apart and slid his tongue into her mouth. When he finally broke the kiss and pulled his hand from her hair he slid it down to grope her tits.

“Well, Mira, you may be a virgin now, but that won’t last the night.” He watched as terror filled her eyes. “I’ve decided you’ll be my concubine for now. I rather like the look and taste of you – so far. If you please me tonight you’ll be my concubine. Otherwise, you’ll be my pet.”

He walked her backwards to a column in the middle of the room. There he pulled her arms over her head and tied them around the column. His hands squeezed and pinched her tits.

“Wait here, love. I have a few other duties to attend to. I’ll come for you when I’ve finished with the rest of your horde.”

He turned away from her and disappeared through the door he had drug her through earlier. She hung her head and cried, waiting for his return.

 

Lord Braeden strode through the old keep talking with his men. He placed sentries and blocked all the entrances. Then he left the rest of the defenses to his head sergeant and returned to the great hall. He wanted to see what exactly they had. The twenty six women they’d captured were all chained together with some chained to columns where their shackles would allow it. They sat on the floor in rows as he walked among them, all looking up at him with hatred and fear. When he finally saw the one he was looking for he motioned to Captain Morgan. The man moved forward immediately.

“Lord?”

“Bring Lady Kate to the center of the room,” Braeden instructed the young captain.

“Yes, Lord.”

The man hurried to do as he was ordered while Braeden walked away through the crowd. The captain released the woman from the rest of the group she was chained to and pulled her to her feet. He led her through the other women following the route Braeden had taken. She was led to the center of the great hall where Braeden stood waiting for her.

“You have nerve, Braeden!” she called to him.

“I tried to reason with you, Kate. You refused my offers. I warned you.”

“Go to hell!” She spat at him and landed her mark on his chest.

He smiled at her. “Really, Kate, so childish.” He backhanded her, nearly knocking her over. “You should have taken my offer. Now you and all your followers will pay for your folly.”

She smiled at him and shook her head. Her eyes traveled over the crowd of women. “Not all, Braeden.”

He glanced around the room with a look of mock concern. “Oh, you mean Mira?” he asked as he turned back to her.

A look of shock fell over her face. He smiled evilly.

“She’s waiting for me in the other room.”

“No,” she whispered. Her voice gained strength, “I don’t believe you.”

Braeden shot a look at the captain then gave a quick nod toward the door to the room where his other captive waited. The man disappeared. He quickly came back with the small woman trapped in his arms, her wrists bound in front of her.

“You see, Kate?” Braeden reached out and ran the back of his hand over Mira’s cheek. “She’s my latest prize.”

“No, Braeden, please. She’s an innocent.”

He smiled at Kate. “Not after tonight, she isn’t.”

He motioned to the captain and the man took Mira back to the room he’d found her in then returned to Braeden’s side.

“It’s over, Kate. You’re all mine now.”

“Please, Braeden, I’ll do whatever you want, just let Mira go.”

He stared at her for a long moment with narrowed eyes. Finally, he signaled the captain and the man released the manacles from her wrists.

“Strip,” Braeden demanded.

Kate stared at him for a moment then slowly disrobed. When she was completely naked he signaled the captain and the man removed the pile of clothing.

“Get on your knees, take out my cock and suck me,” Braeden ordered.

Kate swallowed hard then knelt in front of the man she most hated. Her fingers slowly worked the laces of his breeches until his cock was finally free. She slowly took him in her hands and started to rub up and down his long, thick meat. When she saw his hand start to move toward her, she lowered her head and slipped his prick between her lips. She slowly licked her tongue up the underside of his cock as she sucked, her hands gently squeezing his balls. He stared down at her malevolently as she sucked him. Her ministrations began to stir his loins and he grew in her mouth. His hands went to her head, his fingers tangling in her long, dark hair. His eyes slid shut, his face magnificent in his enjoyment of her mouth. He held her head tight to his groin as he spurted his seed deep into her throat. She pushed desperately against his hips to no avail, he held her tightly in place. When he finally finished, he released his hold and she fell away from him, gasping for air.

“You will service all of my men the same way you have serviced me.” He stared down at her with cold, hard eyes. Turning his head to look at a young sergeant behind the captain of his guard, he gave his next order, “You will see that she does as she’s told. Take her to each man and make sure he is serviced.”

“Yes, Lord.”

When Kate started to climb to her feet, Braeden knocked her on her ass.

“You will crawl, Kate of the Hollow, like the bitch you now are.” Braeden turned back to the sergeant. “Make sure she obeys. Once she’s finished with the other men, she’s yours to use however you want.”

“Th-thank you, Lord.”

Braeden turned back to the captain, ignoring Kate and the sergeant.

“As for the rest, strip them. Call me when they’re all bare. I want them standing in a line with their hands bound behind their heads. You know the procedure.”

“Yes, Lord.”

The captain headed for the front of the room to follow Braeden’s orders as his lord returned to the room where his prize waited. He put his deflated cock back in his breeches and relaced them as he walked across the hall.

Mira warily watched the broad-chested man as he prowled around the room. He hadn’t spoken to her since he’d come back into the room. His eyes strayed her way often but he remained silent and he hadn’t touched her again. Finally, he pulled a chair close and sat down, staring at her.

“You’re a complete uninitiated, aren’t you?” he asked softly.

“I – I don’t understand,” she whispered.

He smiled at her, studying her face. “You know absolutely nothing about sex do you.”

She turned a bright red and diverted her eyes, turning her face away from him. “No, sir,” she whispered.

His laugh was soft and gentle, making her turn her head back toward him to sneak a peek. He lifted his right leg and propped his foot against the pillar she was tied to. His leg brushed against her hip, causing her to wiggle in an attempt to move away from him. He laughed again.

“You’re not going anywhere, pet.”

“Please, sir…,” she whispered, pleading with her eyes as much as her voice.

He moved his foot to rub it along her hip and leg. Slowly, he got to his feet and leaned in close to her, his hands on the column on either side of her head.

“I can’t wait to get you in bed, pet,” he whispered before pressing his lips to hers. His mouth made a trail down her throat to her shoulder as his hands kneaded her tits.

She tried to fight against what he was doing to her but she didn’t understand any of the feelings he aroused in her. Before she could stop it a low moan escaped her throat as she trembled under his hands. He chuckled softly in her ear.

“I’ll make you cum a thousand times tonight, pet.” He pulled away from her to stare down at her. “Would you like to try it now?”

“No, please, sir, please leave me alone.”

“Never,” he said with a laugh.

He turned at a knock on the door.

“Come,” he called.

The captain of the guard opened the door and stepped inside. “They’re ready for you, Lord.”

“I’ll be right there.”

“Yes, Lord.” The captain turned and quickly left the room.

“Perhaps a little later you’ll be ready for your first orgasm.” He pinched her nipples then strode from the room.

He walked with the captain of the guard up and down the line of naked women, posed the way he liked them. They all had their hands bound behind their heads and their legs were forced apart by at least four feet with long rods. He studied each woman carefully, grasping tits from time to time or caressing or slapping an ass cheek. Finally, he pointed out a blonde, a woman with long brown hair and one with silky black hair. They were removed from the line and pulled aside. Then Braeden turned to the captain.

“Which is your favorite, Captain?” he asked.

“Lord?” the captain asked, startled.

“You must find at least one of them desirable. Which is your favorite?”

They strolled along the line until the captain stopped in front of a small, young brunette.

“I find her most attractive, Lord.”

“Then she belongs to you, Captain. You’ve earned a reward this day.” Braeden smiled down at the girl being released from the line of other women. “You’d better please him well, bitch.”

“Thank you, Lord,” the captain replied as he took possession of his new property.

“As for the others, disperse them to the men as you see fit. When the men are finished with them, put them in the new dungeon when it’s finished. Take those three to Harlin and tell him I said they need to be leashed. He’ll know what to do. When he’s finished with them, bring them to me in the master suite upstairs.”

“Yes, Lord.

Braeden started to walk away but stopped and turned back. “Captain, don’t disturb me until morning if at all possible. I’m sure you can handle things here.”

“Yes, Lord.”

He strode across the room and went back to the side chamber to retrieve his prize. Mira flinched visibly when he reached up to release her wrists from the column where she was bound. He merely laughed and pulled her arms down, tying them in front of her, adding a long piece of rope to her bonds.

“Well, pet, it’s time to go upstairs now. We’ll finally have some time to ourselves.”

He led her from the small chamber into the larger great hall and slowly walked through it, letting her look around at her naked sisters. Deliberately walking slowly so she could see all that was happening, he led her to the stairwell on the other side of the room and started up it. He stopped when he heard someone call out to him.

“Braeden, you promised!” Kate screamed at him from the other side of the hall. She was on her knees in front of one of the foot soldiers staring at him in blind hate.

“No, Kate, I never promised anything. You only assumed. I already told you, you’re all mine now, including Mira.” He pulled Mira to him and ran his hands over her bodice, gripping her tits roughly. “I look forward to training her, Kate.”

He turned and led Mira up the stairs, ignoring Kate’s screams and Mira’s sobs. They walked the length of the upstairs hallway and entered the master suite. He shoved Mira inside and followed her then closed the door. She stood inside the large suite and wondered what he would do to her now. His hands fell heavily on her shoulders and she flinched, trying to pull away from his touch. He laughed at her fear.

“You may as well get used to it, pet. I’ll be touching you a lot over the next few hours. Perhaps even over the next few days if you satisfy me well.

He jerked her back against him, holding her tightly to him. His right hand firmly gripped her left tit while his left hand slid down between her legs. She could feel his hard rod pushing into her back and shivered.

“I hope you’re not cold, pet, because you’re only going to get colder in a few minutes,” he whispered into her ear. “When you undress for me.”

“No,” she whined. “Please…no…”

“Oh, but yes, pet. I want to see and touch all of you.”

His hands roamed over her squirming body. Suddenly, he pushed her away from him. She tripped over the hem of her skirt and fell to the floor. Looking up at him with tears spilling from her eyes, she waited. He pulled his knife from his belt and squatted in front of her. Then he reached out and cut the ropes binding her hands. Putting his knife away, he stood back up and stared down at her in silence.

“Get up,” he ordered.

She slowly did as she was told.

“Remove your skirt.”

“Please…”

“I’ll not tell you again,” he warned. “Take it off.”

She reached behind her and slowly undid the buttons then let it fall to the floor, pooling around her ankles.

“And the shoes.”

She kicked off her slippers and waited. He held up his right hand and crooked his finger at her, indicating that he wanted her to come to him. Slowly, she moved forward. When she was within reach, he grabbed her arms and pulled her to him. His left arm wrapped around her waist and held her in an iron grip while his right hand slid down to gently caress her hips.

“You feel wonderful, pet.”

“Please, sir…” she begged.

“You’ll feel even better before I’m done with you,” he promised, a gleam in his eyes.

He shoved her away from him and motioned with his left hand. “The shirt, take it off.”

She sniffled as she tried to stifle a sob. Slowly, she lifted her blouse over her head and let it fall to the floor to join her skirt. Now standing before him in only her underwear and camisole she felt totally exposed. When he stepped toward her she instinctively took a step backwards. He reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her into his arms.

“Don’t even think about trying to run from me,” he hissed as he lifted her into his arms.

He strode through the suite, carrying her to the big four poster bed in the next room. He laid her on the bed, carefully placing her in the middle of it. He climbed onto the bed and crawled across it to her. Placing his legs on either side of her stomach he knelt over her and leaned back on his heels, letting his hands wander over her flat stomach up to her round breasts. His eyes never left hers as he squeezed and kneaded her tits.

“Will you behave yourself, pet, or do I need to tie you down?”

“Please, sir…”

He stared at her trembling lips, a smile playing on his own mouth.

“Answer me, pet. Will you behave yourself?”

“Y-yes.”

He smiled down at her then leaned forward to kiss her. Pulling back far enough to look down at her, he whispered, “Good.”

His lips found hers again and slowly forced them apart so his tongue could slide into her mouth. He gently fondled her nipples as he explored her mouth with his tongue. She was breathless when he finally pulled away from her. He sat back on his heels and pulled his shirt off over his head then tossed it aside. She gasped at the sight of his bare, broad chest. He smiled broadly at her.

“Do you like what you see, pet?”

She didn’t know how to respond, how to answer him. Her eyes drank in his muscular frame as they slid up his body to meet his own blue eyes. The amusement that sparkled in his eyes brought a timid smile to her lips. His fingertips lightly trailed down her arms as he stared down at her.

“It’s okay, pet. You can say what you think,” he whispered.

“Y-you’re beautiful,” she replied, her voice barely audible.

He threw back his head and laughed. A look of joy filled his face when he looked at her again.

“I’ve been called many things in my lifetime, pet, but never that.”

“I’m sorry, sir,” she whispered, rushing to make amends for her mistake.

He tenderly clasped her face between his hands and leaned close.

“You’ve no need to apologize, little one. I like the thought of being beautiful.”

His lips found hers again and he kissed her deeply. She trembled under him when his tongue plunged into her mouth and his hands wandered over her body. He pulled away from her at a knock on the suite door. He raised up and looked down at her somberly.

“Don’t move.”

She shook her head and lay perfectly still when he climbed from the bed. As he crossed the room and strode across the sitting room to the door she turned her head to watch him. He jerked the door open and spoke with another man for a moment. His voice sounded harsh and gruff to her. Then he moved aside and another man stepped into the room followed by three of her sisters. The women were naked with their hands bound behind their heads. She couldn’t see what was going on but something was strange about them. Her new master spoke to the man a few minutes then the man left and her master led the bound women into the bedroom where she waited.

“Well, pet, we have company,” he said. He motioned to her to sit up as he sat down next to her on the bed. “I’ve obtained a few more pets and I need to know their names. You will tell me.”

Mira stared in horror as he pulled on three gold chains he held in his hand. She followed the chains from his hands to the three women standing a few feet in front of him. The gold chains were attached to each woman by a set of three other chains running to rings embedded in their nipples and clits. The chains coming from each of these rings were fastened to a larger ring which attached to the leash that her master held. He pulled on one of the leashes and a small blonde woman stepped forward.

“Tell me what she is called.”

“Sabree,” Mira whispered.

He pulled on another leash and a brown-haired woman stepped forward.

“Her name?”

“Gesme.”

He pulled the third leash and the black-haired woman stumbled forward.

“She is?”

“Naoly.”

“Good. Which would you like me to fuck first?” he asked.

“S-sir?”

“Either I fuck you or one of them. Since I assume you don’t want to be fucked yet I’ll have to make do with one of them. Which shall it be?”

“I – I can’t…”

“If you don’t pick one of them, little one, it will be you that I fuck tonight.”

Mira stared in horror from her sisters to this man who’d captured her and claimed her for his own. She could not condemn a sister to his mercies. Slowly, she shook her head from side to side, tears flowing freely. Suddenly, Naoly fell to her knees at his feet.

“Please, Lord Braeden, let me service you. I will pleasure you all through the night.”

He smiled at the note of desperation in her voice.

“Have you ever pleasured a man before?”

She swallowed hard before answering him. Slowly, she shook her head. “No, Lord, but I will do my utmost to make you happy.”

He arched an eyebrow as he stared at her. Finally, he turned his gaze to the other two women.

“Have any of you ever pleasured a man before?”

“With my hands and mouth, Lord,” Sabree answered.

“Yes, Lord Braeden,” Gesme answered softly.

He chuckled softly as he stared at them. “The secrets Kate held,” he mused aloud. “Very well, Naoly, you may share my bed this night. But, Mira my pet, you will watch and learn.”

Braeden rose from his seat on the bed and started to lead Sabree and Gesme from the room. He turned back to his other two captives.

“Don’t move, either of you,” he ordered them.

He led Sabree and Gesme back to the sitting room and fastened their leashes to a nail in the wall. They could sit or lie on the floor if they chose to but he made sure they were secured away from the furniture in the room.

“Don’t even think about trying to leave. I’ve locked the door and I have the only key. I’ll kill you if you try to take it.” He turned to go back to the bedroom then stopped and turned back to them. “And stay off the furniture.”

He went back to the bedroom and pulled Naoly onto the bed by her leash. After he positioned her on her back he wrapped her leash around a post in the metal headboard and removed his boots and breeches. Mira gasped when his cock leaped free of its prison. He smiled at her as he climbed between Naoly’s spread legs.

“This is what you will do for me, little one,” he said, staring at Mira as he lowered himself between Naoly’s legs. “Please me and I’ll make sure you enjoy it as well.”

He turned his attention to the woman beneath him, slipping the head of his prick between her pussy lips. He leaned forward on his elbows and brought his hands up to grasp her tits. His fingers pinched and twisted her nipples while he pressed his lips against hers, sliding his tongue into her mouth to duel with hers. His right hand slid down to pinch her clit, his left still playing with her tits. When she started to moan and squirm under him he pushed his cock into her warm depths until he felt a barrier block his way. He pulled back then pushed in savagely as he crushed her tit in his hand. She screamed against his mouth and tried to push him away. Braeden refused to release his hold on her but he remained still for several seconds. When she relaxed under him he started to move in and out of her again. She rolled her head from side to side, pulling free of his lips.

“Please, Lord, stop,” she panted. “Please, it hurts.”

“The pain won’t last,” he whispered to her without breaking his rhythm.

Slowly, her groans of pain turned to moans of pleasure. He felt the tension building in her and pinched her clit as he nipped at her nipple. She screamed out her pleasure, exploding in orgasm beneath him. He couldn’t hold back any longer and shot his load deep inside her. Once he had emptied his seed into her he collapsed on top of her. They both lay panting for several minutes. Mira lay next to them, transfixed in wonder and horror.

Finally, Braeden dismounted Naoly and pulled Mira into his arms. She shivered in fear against him. He shushed her and turned her away from him so her back was against his chest. Spooning her to him, he wrapped his arms around her and held her close.

“It’s your turn for some pleasure, little one,” he whispered.

“Please, sir,” she replied, her voice so soft he almost didn’t hear her. The tremble in it brought a smile to his face.

“I won’t hurt you, Mira. This time will only be pleasure.”

He grasped her right tit with his left hand as he snaked his right hand into her underwear. His fingers gently rubbed her inner thigh then slowly slid up to barely touch her pussy lips while his other hand played with her nipples. She slowly relaxed against him and started to moan in pleasure. He found her tiny nub and squeezed it then rubbed it softly. As it started to fill with blood and swell he slid a finger into her wet hole. Her moans were making him hard again and she could feel his prick pressing against her back. His hands never stopped their ministrations and suddenly she felt a strange tingling, warmth deep in her groin.

“Uh, uh,” she grunted.

“Yes, little one,” he whispered in ear. “That’s it, pet. Let go and enjoy the feeling.”

“No – uh, uh – oh, oh, oh, oh…”

“Cum for me, pet,” he whispered to her.

“Oh, pleeeaaasssse, ohhhhhh!”

He felt her tighten around his fingers and clinch her legs tightly together as she exploded into her first orgasm. Holding her tightly to him, he let her cum on his hand then slowly, as she came down again, he gently removed his fingers from her and caressed her slit lovingly, kissing her neck.

“You did very well, little one,” he said softly.

“Is it always like that?” she panted.

He chuckled softly. “Sometimes it’s even better.”

She turned in his arms to lay on her back, her hands idly playing against his bare chest.

“If it feels so good why did Naoly scream and say it hurt?” she asked in a soft, innocent voice.

His hand played through her hair as he stared at her.

“The first time, pet, is painful for a woman. After that, it doesn’t hurt anymore – if done properly.” He kissed her cheek and started to turn back to Naoly.

“But it didn’t hurt me,” she whispered.

“Mira, it will hurt the first time you actually have sex,” he said softly. “All I did was pleasure you. I haven’t entered you yet. When I do, it will hurt.”

She turned away from him and buried her face in the pillows. He sighed and stared at her for a moment then finally gathered her in his arms.

Holding her close he whispered softly, “I’ll be as gentle as I can, little one.”

He released her and turned back to Naoly, his hard cock ready for release again.

Buddy fondled the smooth back and pulled playfully at the thong. Although he had assisted Ajax on several ‘collection’ missions, unlike the older man, Buddy had found some of their targets too hot to resist.

“This one is pretty hot, eh?” he motioned to Ajax, who raised his eyebrow knowingly.

“Look, no touch,” Ajax said, “don’t spoil the fucking whore. Boss will have your dick if you did.”

“But…” Buddy protested, “It’s a freaking long way to the Ranch. We’ve got to find some way to pass the time!”

“Just watch the slut, and keep your pencil dick to yourself.” Ajax flipped him a look, and proceeded to join the driver, leaving Buddy alone in the back compartment.

Undaunted, Buddy flipped Hallae to her side and began reaching his hand up the front of her blouse. He almost drooled when his hand made contact with her 36D breasts. Eager to have a closer look, he pulled her cardigan back down her arms and lifted her blouse to her armpits, exposing her bra and the large mounds of pick meat confined within. He eagerly tugged the cups down, and her perfectly round tits popped into view.

Glancing guardedly at the passenger’s seat upfront, Buddy saw that Ajax was yawning sleepily, and was preparing to take a nap. The young driver grinned crookedly at Buddy through his rear-view mirror, and concentrated on his long driving ahead. Assured, he leaned down onto the unconscious figure and began sucking and licking the dark tits on the pink flesh. Soon, he was kneading the large mounds earnestly with one hand, while his other hand freed his sizeable tool from his pants and was wanking it vigorously.

Hallae moaned huskily and twitched her body sporadically, resisting the intrusion instinctively. Unconcerned, Buddy reached down the front of her jeans and started teasing her clit and was rewarded by a dripping cunt. This is one hot mama! He looked longingly at the petite yet curvaceous figure, while stroking fervently on his tool. He knew that he cannot fuck this slut yet, at least not in the cunt, until Boss had finished with her. Then again… A thought cross his mind. He looked cautiously at the front seat and was satisfied to see Ajax drooping over the passenger seat, deep in slumber.

Buddy moved steadily forward, carefully pried her lips apart and slid his hot, throbbing member into her mouth. He sighed audibly as her cool lips closed around his dick and began plunging it deep into her mouth. He was just beginning to throat fuck her when she started gagging and tightening her throat around the large organ, milking and massaging him for all he’s worth. He shuddered ecstatically, and pounded his dick deeper and harder into those beautiful lips.

He was nearly done and was starting to feel the familiar sensation of exploding balls when a stinging slap across his face threw him backwards. His dick slipped abruptly out of Hallae’s lips. Before he could stop himself, he climaxed, spraying the strings of cum all over her face and landing some on the floor of the van.

Still surrounded by the orgasmic buzz, he turned around dazedly, to come face to face with a fuming Ajax.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Ajax shouted, punching him in the face, “what did I tell you about keeping your fucking prick to yourself!”

“But…” Buddy burbled, “it’s only a little freaking head!”

But Ajax was getting none of that. He grabbed Buddy by his dick and yanked it furiously. Buddy bellowed with pain, and struggled feebly before wrenching his dick free and lay curled on the floor, clutching his balls. He stared apprehensively at Ajax.

“One more time, Bud,” Ajax warned, “It will be the last time you have a fucking dick to play with!” Buddy nodded meekly.

“Now,” Ajax continued, “Check and make sure the slut is still in fucking dreamland, then clean the place up, and don’t get anymore bright ideas!”

Ajax threw his young partner another angry glare before heading back to the passenger seat. In the front, the driver gave a sympathetic look through the mirror, while continuing towards the Ranch.

Sheepishly, Buddy tucked his sore dick back into his pants, and began fumbling around the van to look for something to clean Hallae with. He found a dirty rag and wiped his cum off Hallae’s lips and face and redressed her. Resolutely ignoring Ajax’s angry scowls, he busied himself with cleaning the floor of the van free of cum, and also making sure the ‘goods’ was none for the worse. He checked the inertia form and was relieved to see the slut still unconscious. He gave her a booster shot, just in case, and left her lying on her side, deeply drugged and completely unaware of the events transpiring.

The rest of the trip was uneventful, Buddy checking the unconscious woman occasionally and Ajax watching him with an eagle eye. The seemingly awkward trip finally came to an end when the van drove up to the gates of the Ranch.

The J Ranch stood at its private plot of land, a sizeable peninsular of land the size of a nature reserve, jutting from the coastline and steep, plunging cliffs on all sides. Further inland, patches of dense vegetation peppered the property, concealing the main estate from prying eyes. The transport van drove straight through the outer gates and into the inner sanctum of J Ranch, where the outwardly tranquil residence belied the strict security and surreptitious activities within. After passing the security checks at the inner gates, the van reached the nucleus of the J Ranch.

In the heart of the compound, an imposing four storey masonry building stood, surrounded by smaller auxiliary buildings. Large French windows lined the sides of the building. Some had curtains drawn across the windows, others had drawn curtains. By the time the vehicle reached the compound, the sun was already hidden from view and dim lights seeped from some of the windows.

Without hesitation, the van headed towards the entrance of the underground parking lot beneath the main building and disappeared into the darkness.

 “Bring the whore to Doc, then report to my office!” Ajax instructed, after the van was parked in the unloading bay. “Don’t fuck this up, or I will feed you your puny dick, then feed your ass to the dogs!”

Gesturing warningly to Bud, he stormed away, with the driver trailing in his wake.

Buddy watched the men depart, shrugged nonchalantly and proceeded to unload the latest stock. He pushed a gurney to the van, loaded and strapped Hallae securely onto it. He took the prisoner into a waiting lift, onto the upper floors and pushed the gurney into the ranch’s examination room.

There he untied her bindings, moved her onto an examination table and shackled her neck to velcros on the table. He then removed her cardigan, blouse and jean, lingering gloomily at her full breasts restrained behind those unostentatious cups. He tossed the pieces of clothing into a bin, and her bra and throng soon joined the pile. He fastened the naked woman’s wrists to the shackles at the side of the table and lifted her ankles onto stirrups, strapping them into the Velcro restraints.

After securing her onto the examination table and preparing her for the doc’s assessment, he proceeded to remove her earrings, necklace engagement and wedding bands and other accessories she had on her body. He completed his prep after wiping her face clean of makeup, and trimmed the nails on her fingers and toes close to the flesh.

The ranch’s resident doctor, Doc, arrived soon after, and began his assessment of Hallae.

He took the normal measurements of her temperature and blood pressure, checked her respiratory and lungs, and gave her a general clean bill of health. He then positioned himself at the foot of the table, separated her thighs and started the internal assessment. He checked for signs of prior sexual intercourse, sexually transmitted diseases and pregnancies, and confirmed that she did not have any implanted contraceptives in her. He also checked her rectum for prior intercourse and pronounced her ‘a cherry in the ass’.

Finishing off the examination, he drew blood from her arm and declared her healthy and disease-free, pending blood results. He motioned for Buddy to add her to the Boss’s inventory, then left the room. Since the whore is clear to join the Boss’s harem, Buddy now had to prep her for him.

He gave her the standard stuff: vagina and anus suppositories inserted into the respective orifices to clean the canals, microchip injected into the back of her neck as identification and an electronic collar fastened securely around her neck. He then redressed Hallae in a flimsy lilac bra, teeny G-string and finally, a see-through lavender teddy that left nothing to the imagination. Strapped of all personal accessories, tagged and collared, the identity of Hallae was fading and before long, she will become a part of Jace’s harem, identified only by the number in etched her neck. Buddy freed her from the table and re-secured her onto the gurney and wheeled her to the next available holding cell.

She was transported to an empty room bare of furniture except for the thick mattress wedged against the wall and bolted to the carpeted floor. The room was small, with little walking space around the mattress, and surrounded by thick carpeted walls. Directly opposite to the mattress, thick double glazed glass stood before velvety curtains, which covered the entire length of the wall. Beside this wall, another panel of double glazed glass in front of curtained French windows. The heavy velvety curtains were drawn aside, presenting a panoramic view of the coastline, and the dazzling night sky.

He laid Hallae onto the mattress, covered her with a blanket and left her to sleep off the drugs. A day’s job completed, he dimmed the concealed lights in the room and left.

Hallae woke up somewhere near midnight. She blinked and squinted near-sightedly around but there was nothing familiar in the shadows surrounding her. Dazedly, she tried to sit up, but was overcome with nausea. Her limbs felt that they were encased in lead, and a splitting headache seemed to pound her head, turning her brain into mush. There was a strange taste in her mouth and a dull pain at the base of her head. She dragged her arm over her eyes and tried to focus in the near darkness. The only source of light was the weak smear of moonlight streaming through the windows.

“Brent?” she croaked, her throat as dry as sandpaper, “Brent? Are you here?”

The only sound that answered her was the gentle whirring of the air-con fans working and the muted sound of crashing waves.

“Hello? Anyone here? Hello? I need some water here…” she wheezed, before hacking coughs overcome her.

She struggled to sit up and stumbled uncertainly out of the bed. She crawled feebly to the light source, the unfamiliar carpet irritating her limbs, and hit her head unexpectedly at the glass panel before her. She peered through the glass and could not make out any familiar landmarks outside the window. In fact, there was nothing but the Milky Way visible outside. Confused, she pushed and pounded the glass, scanned around the room, all the time calling for help, before succumbing to another bout of nausea.

Unnerved, she stumbled back onto the mattress and pulled the blanket around her. Laying her heavy head onto the cool pillows, she tried to figure out what was going on, but fell into another deep sleepless slumber.

In the Main Control room, the technician on duty watched with disinterest at the movements in Cell 205. His duty was to monitor the inmates and make sure they did not do anything they were not supposed to, like hurting themselves, or heaven forbid, die. The new cunt in cell 205 seemed to have come out from the sedative well enough. She will be under observation until the blood test results come back, and all Carlos had to do, was to ensure she remained alive until then.

When Hallae opened her eyes again, bright rays of sun were already streaming into the room. She tried once again to focus on her surroundings and was startled to find that she was not alone. A burly man in grey coveralls stood near the entrance of the room. His face was covered by a full face leather mask, and he held a plastic tray in laden with food. She quivered in fright when the man moved, but he only offered the tray in his hand and a plastic cup full of liquid.

“Who are you?” she tried to speak, but her throat crackled and she broke into barking coughs. The man put the tray down on the floor and offered the cup to her. Raging with thirst, she reluctantly accepted the cup and gulped the cool water greedily.

“Eat!” the man ordered, gesturing to the tray.

“Who are you?” she asked timidly, “Where am I? What do you want?”

“Eat!” the man repeated. He walked to the opposite corner of the room and lifted a hinged panel on the floor. Beneath the panel, a squatting toilet was built into the floor.

“Shit here and nowhere else!” the man barked, dropping the panel back into place. The muted sound of a flushing toilet followed.

“But, who are you?” Hallae tried again, but the man went on as if she never spoke.

He lifted the panel again and pointed to tiny depression beside the toilet hole, a small stream of running water drained into the tiny basin. “Water,” he indicated gruffly, “for drinking.”

She looked dumbfounded at the man’s casual introduction; the man had acted as though he was showing her the hotel facilities. Her mind, still confused by the sedatives, was unable to make head or tail of all that was happening.

What is going on? She thought, where am I? What do they want with me? Where is Brent? Is he okay? What do they want?

Cowering on the mattress, she stared past the masked man and at the curtained wall opposite to the bed, where a doorway stood. Turning back toward the man, she looked vacantly at the leather mask. Without warning, she sprung up from the mattress and sprinted towards freedom. And slammed full-faced into air. She had not noticed the double glazed glass between her and the curtained wall and doorway. She sat stunned on the floor.

The man sniggered and dragged her by her hair to the tray on the floor. He thrust her head towards the tray, pushing her face close to the food.

“Eat your food, cunt, and don’t try to be so smart next time. Enjoy the good time while they last! Eat!”

Meekly, she picked up the morsels of cooked meat and put them into her mouth. She chewed slowly at first; mindful of the man’s watchful eyes on her every move. But she soon realised she was ravenous; her last meal a lifetime ago, and quickly finished what was put before her. The man motioned for her to back off, and return to the bed, before he retrieved the tray. As if by some unseen signal, a section of the glass panel slid aside silently, allowing him to stroll right through the door before sliding back into place again.

In the terrifyingly quiet room, Hallae sat rigidly on the mattress, leaning against the far corner and the blanket wrapped tightly around her shoulders. Confused and frightened, she hugged her knees close to her chest. But now fed and re-hydrated, her mind slowly cleared and she recovered enough to start surveying her surrounding. She was just starting to explore around the room, when the blanket slipped from her shoulders. With a start, she realised she was not wearing her usual wardrobe.

Shocked, she stared mutely down at the thin material she was wearing, her body clearly visible through the flimsy fabric. Fear gripped her with the realisation that she had been stripped naked by those unknown men. She drew back into the corner and pulled the blanket even more tightly around herself. Tears threatened to overflow as awful thoughts ran through her mind. Her hand rose instinctively to touch her necklace, as she usually did when she was nervous. The sapphire pendant and necklace was a family heirloom, and had brought her through many difficult times.

But it was not there. Instead her fingers touched the cool, clammy collar around her neck. Unable to see what it was, she clawed frantically at the collar, but it was wound securely on her neck, and she nearly strangled herself trying to break the choker. Her finger touched the sore spot on the back of her neck, and with some prodding; she could make out the site where a lump was lodged in her neck. It reminded her of the microchip the vet had implanted in her dog. Almost unwillingly, she checked her ring finger, but they had not spared her engagement and wedding bands.

Alone, stripped of her personal possessions and her own clothes and trapped in a cell resembling a fish tank, she no longer could hold the tears and fears erupting within her.

“Return my stuff to me!” she cried, pounding the glass panel to the door hysterically, “Assholes! Cowards! Give me back my stuff and let me go at once!”

Incoherent and agitated, she raved and attacked the glass panel, kicking and punching the panel. Until finally, exhausted, she slumped into a heap at the panel, her ravings reduced to sobbing whimpers.

“Please… let me go…” she sobbed, “let me go…please…”

She dragged her body back onto the mattress bed, drew the blanket around herself and curled herself into a tight ball, wedged close against her corner.

“Who are you? Why are you doing this to me?” she whimpered to the desolate cell air, “Why? Why me? Let me go, please!”

But there was no answer to her pleads, except for the whirring of the air-con fans. She lay on the bed, sobbing and whimpering, until exhaustion finally overtook her and she fell into an uneasy sleep.

She woke up the next morning to see (another?) masked handler arriving with the day’s meal. When she begged the man to let her go, the man pointedly ignored her and gestured at the food on the tray. She retreated fearfully into her corner, refusing to touch the food. The man offered the tray towards her, but she screamed and slapped the tray away.

Shrugging indifferently, the man cleared the mess as best as he could and left the room with the food uneaten. Hallae lay curled on the bed, tensed and terrified of what may come. Horrifying thoughts ran amok in her mind, flooding her with fear and adrenaline. She spooked at the tiniest of sound, imagining the worst every time. Wound as tight as a spring, the mental tension rapidly drained her of energy.

But as the shadows lengthened and the light faded away, nothing appeared to be happening. As night approached, she dozed in short fits, jolting awake every few minutes. Despite the thick blanket, the room’s temperature dipped and she felt the chilly air penetrate the flimsy gown and stabbed right through her body. When the dawn finally broke, she was physically exhausted and drained mentally.

When the glass panel did open, it was only the mask handler and his tray of food. He gestured to the food and waited. The sweet aroma of the bread roll and meat gravy wafted to her nose and set her stomach growling. But determined to hold out, Hallae remained curled and refused to touch the food. After what seemed like ages, the man casually took the tray and left.

And she was alone again. Surrounded by the stifling silence, she waited for the inevitable that never came. She found herself sporadically drooping into slumber and then jarring to consciousness. Hunger pangs gripped her stomach and rest constantly mocked her. the room’s temperature dipped as the central air-conditioning system worked tirelessly. Her teeth chattered so violently, she thought they are going to break.

Finally, the next time the handler arrived with the food, she reluctantly submitted and reached for the food when he ordered her to. She bit gratefully into the meat and greens and sighed with satisfaction as the warm food went down her stomach, warming her from inside out.

The handler grinned to himself as he watched the slut succumbed to her basic needs. Miracle what a few days of missed meals, isolation and reduced heating can do. Soon, he will have the slut eating out of his fingers, like so many others before her.

The days darkened into nights, which in turn brightened into days. She waited each day for something to happen, but the waiting yielded nothing but hours of fearful apprehension. She had no contact with no one other than the handler, who refused to respond to her questions, pleads and requests. Nevertheless, it was the only form of human contact available to her

How long had she been here? She wondered. Days? Weeks? Months?  She was beginning to find it difficult to keep track of time, of the days and nights.

Why hasn’t anyone found her yet? Were they looking for her? What was Brent doing? Is he looking for her?

She wandered aimlessly around her prison, prancing restlessly around like a caged animal in her flimsy teddy, which was starting to show signs of wear. Her inhibitions started to erode, she no longer felt uncomfortable in the translucent lingerie. She tried to remember the last thing she was doing before she was taken prisoner, but it was getting hazier with each moment that passed. Hallae Bowland, the person, was fading away.

After what seemed like an eternity, she finally lost it. When the handler came with the morning meal, she immediately confronted him.

“Why are you keeping me here?” she shrieked, pouncing on the figure as soon as he appeared.

“Who are you? What exactly do you want? Why are you keeping me here? Either you kill me, or you let me go! I’m not an animal, you can’t keep me here like this! Let me go! Let me go! Let me go! Help! Help! Somebody, help me!”

The handler merely shook the petite body off him, fended off her pummelling and entertained her ravings in calm, if not bored manner. After her screeching diminished, he gestured at the food as always. It was as if nothing had happened at all. She wailed and kicked the food tray aside. The handler just shrugged unflappably, cleaned up and left.

In the Main Control room, Carlo grinned to himself. These purebreds are just so predictable, a few days of solitary confinement and they all start cracking like nuts. It’s not even a week, and the slut is already losing it. Just in time for the main course. The blood tests results had arrived and she had passed all the checks. Boss had just given instructions to proceed.

She watched the handler strolled out of her prison, her mind confused and agitated. She was started pacing around, dreading another day of isolation when she noticed changes in the routine. The curtains over the French windows started gliding silently across, throwing her prison into darkness.

“Stop! What are you doing? What do you want?” she screamed apprehensively, throwing herself onto the glass panel and tried in vainly to claw the curtains back from the other side of the glass.

Petrified, she cowered back into her corner on the mattress.

“What do you want?” she whispered hoarsely.

A warm glow of light from concealed sources flooded the room. Then, after all the days of complete silence, a loud voice boomed from unseen speakers.

“Good afternoon, Bowland,” a detached voice spoke, “I trust you are enjoying your stay with us?”

“Who are you? What do you want?” she whimpered.

“Who we are is not important. More importantly, who are you?”

“I…”

“Hallae Gina Bowland, wife of Brent Bowland, respectable businessman.”

“What do you want? Where’s Brent?” Horrible images of Brent’s dead body flooded her mind.

“Do you love your husband?” the voice suddenly asked.

“What?”

“Do you love your husband?” it repeated.

“Of course! I love Brent and he loves me!” reflexively, Hallae responded to the air.

“Really? Bowland really, truly loves you?”

“Of course! I’m his wife!”

“Then, shouldn’t he be out looking for you?”

“He will find me!”

“I doubt it, Bowland, I really doubt it.”

“No! He loves me and he will find me…. Unless….. unless you killed him!” Tears of fear welled up.

“No, Bowland, we didn’t kill your husband. But right now, I’m afraid he’s got more important things on his mind.”

“No! What else can be more important than looking for his missing wife? What?”

“Another woman, or should I say, girl?”

“What…”

The curtained wall suddenly slid aside to reveal the large projection screen hidden behind the curtain. The screen exploded into pictures and the room was suddenly filled with loud TV static. On the screen, the evening 8 o’clock news was on, with the local newscaster reporting the current headlines: ‘Daughter of prominent businessman missing'. The date on the side of the screen was 7 Feb.

<Voice of news reader>

The only daughter of Eric Saggio, 14 year-old Jacquetta Saggio, was reported missing today.

She was last seen having her lunch in the school cafeteria, and witnesses had seen her helped out, apparently sick, by an unidentified man.

After the lunch hour ended, she was reported missing from her classes, and she had not been seen since.

Anyone who has news of her whereabouts is encouraged to come forward…..

Hallae stared uncomprehendingly at the picture of Jacquetta Saggio in the clip. Missing girl, Saggio, 7 Feb…

The scene abruptly changed to another news clip with the headline:

‘Local businessman arrested on suspected kidnapping and assault charge’ – 9 Feb

<Voice of news reader>

A local businessman, Brent Bowland, was arrested yesterday afternoon for the kidnapping of Jacquetta Saggio.

Saggio had been reported missing and presumably kidnapped from her school the day before.

Following a informer tip, the police closed in on the Bowland residence late yesterday afternoon, and managed to rescue Saggio from the premise. She is reported to be severely injured and traumatised by her ordeal and currently in the hospital in critical condition.

The suspect, believed to be up-and-coming local businessman Brent Bowland, had reportedly engaged the police in combat during the rescue attempt and sustained injuries. He was arrested and admitted into the hospital for treatment. The police are now seeking Hallae Bowland, wife of the accused, to come forwards and assist with the case investigation…

She gaped open-mouthed at the screen, in an apparent state of shock.

Brent kidnapped the missing girl? He injured the girl? It can’t be… he is not that kind of person… Jumble thoughts raced through her head as the news jumped into the next headline.

'Local businessman to be charged with kidnapping and assault' – 11 Feb

The prime suspect in the kidnapping of Jacquetta Saggio will be formally charged in court today.

Jacquetta Saggio was kidnapped from her school on Monday afternoon and imprisoned by the accused until the police rescued her from the Bowland residence. She remained in critical condition in the hospital, although there is no information on the injuries she sustained.

Brent Bowland, the suspect arrested during the rescue had proclaimed his innocence. Due to the age of the victim, the prosecutor will be requesting for a gag order on all media reports with regards to this case.

The new clips kept coming, showing the different newscasters from various other news channels reporting on the same crime. The news clips followed from reports of the girl’s disappearance to the upcoming trial of the arrested suspect. Apparently, Brent had kidnapped a 14-year-old schoolgirl, from her school, and had brutally raped her.

Hallae cowered in her corner, overwhelmed by the barrage of news. Her thoughts were in total disarray, trains of thoughts broken by other trains of thoughts.

Brent? Kidnap? Rape? Brent? My Brent? Rape? Who? What? Why?

Then she noticed the news paper clipping captured onscreen. It was a clipping from the local tabloid papers, a paper known for outrageous accusation and bizarre reporting. Random lines jumped into her brain

'Local businessman's sex party'

The prime suspect in the kidnapping of Jacquetta Saggio had appeared to be a legitimate businessman, who had recently rumoured to be closing a multi-million deal with the government.

According to reliable sources, Bowland is not all he appeared to be. Sources revealed that he had often engaged in deviant sexual parties, with multiple partners and engaging in SM activities. Bowland had reportedly participated in these sexual orgies and had even helped to organise some of these 'parties'.

Coincidentally, his wife and able assistant, Bowland, has disappeared following the arrest of Bowland. It is believed that Bowland has 'assisted' her husband in the Saggio kidnapping, and had fled the scene prior to Bowland's arrest. She had not been seen at the Bowland residence since, and sources believed that she has fled the country and her current whereabouts is unknown.

Following the scandal, the government is now denying all association with the Bowland Shipping Co.

Brent? Sex party? Me participated? Me? Organised? Me on the run? What?

“What the hell is going on?” she screamed, clutching her head in anguish, “These are lies! Lies! I never did anything! I never organised any…”

“And, that Bowland, is why Bowland is not out looking for you. He’s too busy defending his own ass!” The dispassionate voice spoke up one more time, before switching off again.

“No… no… no…” Hallae wailed, clamping her hands on her ears, as the barrage of news reports continued to pour from the screen. She lost track of what each report tried to say, as the reports began fused into one chaotic mess.

“No… it can’t be! Brent would never do that!” Hallae repeated to herself, resolutely refusing to believe in the news reports and clippings.

After what seemed like hours, the news clip videos finally ran itself out, and the screen wound into the familiar static screen. Hallae cringed in the corner, mumbling and muttering determinedly to herself. The impassive voice rang out once more.

“Still not convinced? Still sure your husband loves only you? How about a Valentines’ Day movie to prove his love? This is your husband’s gift to you, Bowland. Happy Valentines’ Day!”

The screen sprung to life again, with the movie title ‘The Bowland Love Story’.

Hallae’s breath caught in her throat as she saw a very familiar scene on the screen. It was an overview shot of the master bedroom in her house, the matrimonial bed that she had shared with Brent. It was the room that she and Brent had lovingly put together, where they both spent many wonderful days together. Hallae blushed at the thought of their lovemaking being caught on tape, distressed by the outrage of their privacy.

But the setting was familiar, yet unfamiliar. Brent was on their bed, but it wasn’t the same. There on the bed, was a petite girl, still dressed in her school uniform, strapped spread-eagle on their bed. Brent was bending over her, his actions unmistakeable. She could see the look of utter horror in the eyes of the girl. Even with the ball gag strapped over the mouth and chin, Hallae recognised the girl as the missing school girl. The girl that Brent had ‘allegedly’ kidnapped.

Not alleged. He did it.

Hallae watched in horror as she was given a ‘movie preview’ of Brent’s assault on the girl. Unable to wrench her eyes away, she took in all the sight and sounds presented before her as Brent sadistically raped the young girl again and again. The cameras moved in for a closer look at Brent’s victim.

The girl’s tear-stained face was a twisted picture of fear and pain, her eyes clenched and even the veins on her neck were clearly visible. Her muffled screams of terror and whimpers of pain filtered clearly through the speakers, along with Brent’s huffs and pants.

Confusion, disbelief, anger, fear and many other emotions overwhelmed Hallae. She no longer trusted herself even to think.

“Stop it!” Hallae wailed, shrinking fretfully away from the screen, “Stop it, please….please… make it stop… make Brent stop…. How could he do this? Please… make him stop!”

As soon as it started, the video projection was cut off, and the room was thrown back into complete silence and the only sounds hanging in the air were the sound of Hallae’s blood pounding in her ears and her heavy wheezing.

“Having fun yet?” a male voice cut through the silence. Hallae looked up to see a tall, broad shouldered man standing before him. Clad in a white bathrobe, the man’s almond-shaped green eyes stared fixedly at her, his thin lips drawn in a straight tight smile. His grey hair slightly ruffled, he looked like he had just gotten out of bed. He casually leaned against the glass panel and tapped his finger towards the screen.

“Enjoying your man’s performance?” the man’s face broke into a sneer, “Bet he never fucked you that eagerly before, huh?”

With a start, Hallae recognised the malevolent face with the distinctive eyes.

Jace Brown! One of the city’s most whispered name and most feared personality. His company, J Inc, was rumoured to have involvement in all levels of the city’s economy, legitimate and otherwise.

Cowering in terror, she stared warily at the man, all the time trying to draw the blanket closer around her, and twisted her body into a tight ball. When the infamous businessman made his move towards her, a horrified wail escaped her lips.

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Hope you have enjoyed the story so far. Stick around for Part III of The Bowland Agenda to find out, who is the real target in this twisted plan and what will happen to the Bowlands...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I, hand folded, requested him to lower me down as it was paining madly, he told me that he can do so on one condition, if I allow him to fuck my anus. I told him that unlike cunt fucking, anal fucking require lubrication or else I would die by its pain. Then he said that he would bring it, and then he lowered me and went to bathroom and brought liquid soap, and then he applied in my anal opening with his rough finger and I felt little pain since he applied more soap and inserted his rough finger deep and started moving it in and out. Then he applied some liquid soaps on his Lund and placed it on my opening and started pushing it with little force and he increased the pressure and I also changed position to smoothen entry. After 2 minutes only, his head was able to enter and I was feeling uneasy, he pushed with more force and 1/3rd of it went in I was becoming extremely uncomfortable, and the pain was increasing to the ultimate. I requested and pleaded him to take it out and fuck me some other day, he said ok and took it out to head point, and only my muscles were relaxed a little and to my surprise, he slammed the whole of his rough hard Lund in one stroke and torn apart my anus muscles. I was not able to control my self and screamed loudly and told him to take it out but he told me to relax Madam and pain eased after some time but I still insisted to take the monster out and he said ok and took it out and slammed the damn in again and started fucking me fast I kept on requesting after some time I felt a warm hand on my head and it was my Driver in fully nude position telling me to calm down and said it will be ok soon. He fired one last shot and busted in my depths of my hole and took out the driller. In such a situation, where being an attractive doctor and getting fucked by the secretary and later joining of the driver in such nude condition, I had no other choice than to fell for crying vigorously.
  Now my driver pulled me in to his lap and started squeezing my boobs from the back in the worst manner. I kept totally silent. My boobs were large, fat and heavy. He started squeezing my boobs in such a rough manner, that a kind of gel started licking out from my nipples. My whole breasts started paining peculiarly and worstly. I was crying and yelling “ what are you doing to me ? ? !! Leave me !!!! AAAaaaaaaaaaan nnNnnnnaaa aaa Haaaaaaaa ha -ha –ha  sssssss !!!! “
But he didn’t care and did such a thing to my boobs that it started growing larger and bulging up with pain. My nipples became straight, harder and darker. I had never seen my nipples to get straight in such a condition ever before. My Driver started kissing hard on my neck and then gradually reached my lips and then became more harder at my lips that my upper lips got cut badly and started bleeding, but still he didn’t stop.                              
 My secretary on the other hand, spreaded my legs apart and started finger fuking my pussy badly and even harder than before or rather ever. I was screaming wildly and when I became tiered I started taking deepest breathes with moans.
Now they changed their positions. While they made me sit on the bed, my secretary came to my back and started squeezing my already enlarged licking boobs. And my driver came infront of me, spreaded my legs apart more stretchingly, by which my pussy was now exposed in a wild, and in a more showing manner.  My driver started fingering me very cruelly. I was getting excessive pain of pleasure and I just kept shut and struck in terror on the fact that what they are doing to me!
          My secretary on the back, was now squeezing my boobs roundly, just like we do after washing clothes and he so wildly, that my pain in my breasts started increasing. My breasts were already become very slippery and oily due to that force licking of a peculiar juice, by my driver. But Now I found my pains in the breasts to reach its zenith and then suddenly I found blood drops licking out from my tip of the both nipples. My nipples were straight and now I found them opening their mouth and blood drops becoming denser. I was crying just like anything and was pleading to leave me.
   The driver while finger fucking me, mocked at me and told me in harsh words that “ we had never seen such a beautiful and sexy woman, we had long dreamt of fucking you, and now that we have got you, how can we leave you like that my darling Madam?” I kept silently and only moaned with the pain of pleasure and took deep breathes like asthma people.
My legs were stretched wide apart by my driver, my thighs were very fat, rounded and fleshy and he was now eating up my pussy in a very wild, cruel and in an unusual manner. In such condition, my driver strangely did some thing to my pussy, both by eating and fingering, that suddenly by its pain, I peed, and my urine was forced to come out. Both of them started Laughing gigantically and became absolutely mad with my body. I was screaming and struck with terror and was taking deep breaths due to “my force to come out urine”.  They took out my urine just like madly. I had never before peed in that volume and peculiar sensation of pleasure, which my driver then had taken out from my pussy. My driver drank literally the whole of my pee, and then he started fingering me badly. Gradually he inserted his palm and gave an unknowing pleasure to my pussy. Then he started fisting very hard and I started moaning and screaming such loudly that my voice later broke down. He then all of a sudden, with a great jerk, rammed with a great force – his full lengthy hand right up to his elbow inside my vagina. I started screaming so much badly that I started vomiting, but my secretary at my back started licking up my vomit saying that my vomit was as sexy as myself was. While his arm was still in, gradually the tremendous pain started vanishing and a tremendous feeling of pleasure started growing inside my vagina with my driver’s arm in it. He was doing some strange things inside my vagina, then as he started laughing by staring at my vagina with his full arm up to the elbow in it, suddenly my orgasm started coming out with tremendous pain of pleasures. I just could not do any thing. But this was abnormal. I, being a doctor had never seen such thing. The strange thing that my driver was doing in my pussy with his full arm inside, by it my orgasm was coming out continuously with great force. My whole lower portion of my body became senseless. They were all laughing vigorously and were having fun. Then my driver started moving his hand to and fro and a pleasureous rhythm. I was taking only deep breathes and bleeding too. Gradually, he took his arm out totally from my vagina and then right again inserted his full arm up to his elbow inside my pussy. He kept on doing this for about 26 minutes and I kept silent, moaned badly and sat there like a doll and was taking only deep breathes. His full arm was filled with my cum. Then all at once, my driver increased his speed of inserting his full arm, I was screaming badly and was yelling to save me, but it was useless as I was all alone there with 2 monsters raping me in my house. My hymen tore badly, and started bleeding professedly with too much pain. My cryings and pleadings were useless as the 2 rapists raping me, just ignored it.
My pussy became excessively hot and was burning from inside, while I was going on cumming continuously. Suddenly he started raping me wildest. My driver took out his iron steel fucking hard hand from my softest pussy and then started eating and kissing it while inserting a great pressure by his whole face. Then my secretary from the back pulled apart my 2 soft pussy leaves with a sudden great jerk, that it got torn from its two end with a bopping sound and started bleeding professedly with the greatest pain. Just as my secretary did that, my driver all of a sudden pushed his full head inside my pussy.  My whole pussy took his head’s shape and became round like a football. It was paining out of my control and I was screaming wildly. With his whole head inside my pussy, his was biting the inner walls of my pussy and eating them badly. I automatically started shivering like a malaria patient and I just failed to control my shivering. My driver kept biting my insides of my vagina with his full head in, for about 20 to 24 minutes. Then he took his head out to take his gasps of breaths. His whole face was full of cum, and my vagina was in such a state that even they became scared and   spell bound. My Pussy was wide opened and its opening became round and so much large, that it could easily pass in a massive football. My pussy was bleeding, cuming and paining and the 2 rapists were enjoying there maximum. Then my secretary Strongly caught hold of my hands and legs widest apart, in such a way that I could not move my arms and limb for an inch. Then my driver started inserting his head in my widely opened pussy and taking out. At first he was doing it in as rhythm but gradually developed a massive momentum. I could not move a bit as my secretary was holding me tightly enough to suffocate. In such a painful and helpless situation, as he  was keeping on his head to push to and fro, in and out of my pussy, I was shivering madly and then suddenly I lost my consciousness.
When I came back to my senses, I just yelled up and hard stricken with a massive terror.  My driver had his, about 8 inch tool, inside my pussy and was pumping it nastily, and my secretary repeatedly inserted his hand right deep inside my anus and forcefully took out my shit.
    I realized that in reality I could do nothing to resist them so I tolerated silently with deep moans like that for about 44 minutes, until my secretary got tiered and my driver cummed and exploded in a huge amount deep inside my pussy. Now its sure I am pregnant. 
   My secretary and driver left the job and were lost from the society while I carried their baby in my womb and was badly pregnant by them. But still I didn’t report this to the police. Neither I said anything to my husband. Because somewhere deep inside me, I liked the way they treated me. After this I became so addicted to sex that I always remain horney. I cannot sleep without sex. Masturbation cannot complete my wants. My husband cannot satisfy me any more, & so I have left him. I calm my body I have started visiting regularly a red light area & within no time I have become a marked & a very famous whore in that area, may be for my beauty & my figure, in which I am sure that I am separate from rest of the cheap whores. At times my rate reaches the maximum in that area.

            “She’s a great fuck, Danny. Thanks for the invite!”

            “Glad you’re enjoying yourself, Nels.”

            “So where have you two been? Having a private party of your own?” Nels asked with a wicked grin.

            “No, you didn’t miss anything,” Danny replied. “I was just showing Kade my favorite pet and he helped me with a little punishment for another slave.”

            “You’re holding out on us?!”

            “No –”

            “But you just said you have another slave,” Nels interrupted.

            “Actually, Nels, I have three more slaves.”

            “Three?!”

            “Yes, three.”

            “You wouldn’t happen to have any cut little boys running around somewhere would you?” Nels asked innocently.

            Kade and Danny exchanged a glance.

            “Actually, I do have a boy-toy and you might be interested in trying him out.” Danny caught Nels by the arm and led him into a nearby room. Kade followed closely.

            Danny flipped on a television monitor hanging in the wall and directed their attention to it.

            “His name is Matt. What do you think?”

            Nels gawked at the screen which was focused on Matt’s limp form. Danny focused in for a close-up of Matt’s face then slowly panned down his naked body. He could hear Nels’ breathing speed up as he stared at the screen.

            “So? What do you think?”

            “I think he’s beautiful,” Nels whispered. “Is he a good fuck?”

            “Don’t know. The ladies seem to appreciate him.”

            “You haven’t fucked his ass yet?” Nels asked in absolute shock.

            “Nope. As far as I know he has a virgin ass.”

            “Omigod!. How much is this going to cost me?” Nels cried as Kade started to laugh.

            “Well, how about ten thousand and I get to video it?” Danny replied.

            “That’s all?”

            “And I get to watch,” Kade interjected.

            “I want him now,” Nels demanded.

            “You got the money with you?”
            “Are you kidding? I always carry cash with me. I’ll go get it and be back in less than five minutes.”

            “You want me to bring him up or do you want to see the dungeon?”

            “Hell no, bring him upstairs.”

            “I’ll have him ready for you then.”

            The three men left the room. Nels went to get his money while Danny gave Kade directions to the room he would be bringing Matt to. Kade headed for the appropriate room while Danny went to get Matt.

            Nobody even glanced up when Danny entered the dungeon again that evening. He went straight to the chains the held Matt in such a strained position. He unlocked the chains and slowly let Matt back down so his feet were flat on the ground. Then he unfastened the chains from Matt’s nipples and untied the ropes from around Matt’s hands. He cuffed Matt’s hands behind his back and fastened a lead chain to his collar then silently led him from the dungeon.

            As they started up the stairs to the main house Matt’s curiosity got the better of him and forced him to ask questions.

            “Where are you taking me?”

            “You’ll find out soon enough, boy.”

            “Do I get to entertain at you little party too?”

            Danny spun around and slammed his fist into Matt’s unprotected and unsuspecting stomach. Matt doubled over and fell to his knees on the steps, all of the wind fled from his lungs. As he slowly recovered he silently climbed to his feet.

            “Don’t ever question me, slave.”

            Danny led him to a room where three airbeds were fastened to the floor inside what looked like large dog kennels. In the middle of the room a large table sat as the only piece of furniture. The table had several rings along the edges and in the middle where it would be convenient to hook cuffs and chains to hold someone down. Matt saw a large, squat man with blonde hair standing to one side of the table. It was the same man who’d been downstairs with Danny earlier, Matt realized. A tall, muscular black-haired man stood on the other side of the table. Danny led him to the nearest end of the table and stopped. The dark-haired man stared intently at Matt.

            “This is Master Kade,” Danny said indicating the squat blonde man. “And this is Master Nels. You will obey them as you obey me. If you do not, you will be punished. Do you understand?”

            “Yes, Master,” Matt replied softly, his voice belying his nervousness.

            “Master Nels is most anxious to meet you,” Danny continued as he passed Matt’s lead chain to Nels. “He has paid for your services.”

            Matt’s eyes flashed to Danny before quickly dropping to the floor again. He swallowed hard but stayed silent and did not move. Nels slowly wrapped the lead chain around his hand as he stepped ever closer to Matt. When he stood within a few inches of the other man he reached out and ran his hand up Matt’s restrained arm, across his shoulder and down his well-muscled chest and stomach.

            “Aren’t you just the most beautiful thing ever,” Nels purred. “So easy on the eyes, so nice to touch.”

            He turned his head to look back at Danny as his hand slid down to Matt’s trapped dick.

            “Is this really necessary, Danny?”

            “I suppose I can take it off for now if you’d like.”

            “Yes,” Nels replied as he turned back to Matt. “I’d like.”

            Danny pulled a key from his pocket as he stepped toward Matt and Nels. He quickly unlocked and removed the chastity belt from Matt then stepped back out of the way. He again lifted the video camera and aimed it at the pair next to the table. Matt flinched as Nels wrapped his hand around Matt’s now-free prick.

            “That’s much better.”

            Nels started to work on Matt’s meat, rubbing and massaging his cock and balls as he lowered his head to nibble on Matt’s neck. Matt swallowed hard and closed his eyes, not sure what to do. Nels reached up and removed the lead chain from Matt’s collar and tossed it away, freeing both his hands to roam over Matt’s body. Nels slowly stalked around Matt going completely around him in a circle, his hands roaming all over Matt as he went. Once he was back in front of Matt he pulled Matt’s head forward and planted his lips against Matt’s. He forced Matt’s lips open and stuck his tongue inside Matt’s mouth, groaning loudly. He slowly pulled away and moved down to kiss and suck at Matt’s tormented nipples, making his way around Matt’s body to his back.

            He finally shoved Matt forward so he was bent over the table. Kade reached forward and attached Matt’s collar to a ring in the table, effectively locking him into place. Nels took the opportunity to drop his pants.  Matt could feel Nels’ hands running up and down his back. Then, suddenly, the other man’s hands were on Matt’s ass, pulling his butt cheeks apart.

            “No!” he cried out as Nels inserted a finger into his ass.

            “He’s so fucking tight,” Nels commented. He glanced over at Danny. “You weren’t kidding. He is a virgin ass.”

            “You want some lube?”

            “Probably should. Otherwise I’ll tear him up.”

            “Kade, in that top drawer over there against the wall.” Danny motioned with his hand, not wanting to stop the video camera.

            Kade turned and retrieved the lubricant, handing it to Nels.

            “Thanks.”

            He spread a generous amount on his now erect prick. Then he squeezed another generous amount onto Matt’s exposed butt and shoved the tube into Matt’s asshole and squeezed.

            “No! Don’t!” Matt wriggled and tried to pull away but Kade held him down and his collar, fastened to the table, also helped prevent him from being too mobile.

            Satisfied, Nels lined up his prick and started to push inside Matt’s asshole, drawing terrified screams from the young man being assaulted.

            “Calm down, boy, and it’ll be easier on you,” Kade finally growled at him.

            “Jesus, don’t do this! God, stop! Stop it!” Matt’s bound hands curled into fists behind his back as Nels forced his way into Matt’s butt.

            When he was finally all the way in, Nels stopped to rest for a minute while Matt lay against the table in shocked, pain-filled silence.

            “God, he’s sooo fucking tight,” Nels moaned. “He’s wonderful. I think I’m in love.”

            Nels slowly started to move in and out, butt-fucking the bound man under him. He quickly increased his speed and suddenly jerked when he spurted his load inside Matt’s intestines, screaming his joy.

            “Oh, Christ! He’s great!” Nels collapsed on top of Matt and rested, waiting for his prick to relax and his breathing to slow.

            He finally raised up off of the bound man and pulled his pants back on. He turned to Danny with a gleam in his eyes.

            “If you ever – ever – want to sell him, you fucking call me.”

            Danny smiled as he lowered the video camera.

            “I will keep that in mind, Nels. I’m glad you enjoyed it.”

            Nels and Kade went back to the party as Danny laid the video camera aside and approached Matt’s still form. He slapped his hand down on Matt’s bare ass but grew concerned when he received no response. He quickly unfastened Matt’s collar from the table and was surprised when Matt charged him. Matt rammed his head into Danny’s stomach, knocking him to the floor.

            “You fucking bastard! You sick, mother-fucking bastard!”

            Matt charged Danny again when he tried to climb to his feet. Danny was again knocked off balance and fell to the floor. Matt was still screaming at him when Xi slapped the tazer against his bare ass. He jerked and fell to the floor, stunned silent. Danny stood up and walked over to Matt. He stared down malevolently at the other man. Then he slowly drew back his foot and swung it, kicking Matt hard in the abdomen.

            “If you ever attack me again, I will fucking kill you.”

            Danny quickly fastened the CB3000 back onto Matt then lifted the limp man over his shoulder and carried him to the dungeon below. He strapped Matt’s ankles into restraints fastened into the wall so that Matt was facing the wall. Then he lifted a still-limp Matt and cuffed his arms above his head so that Matt was bound against the wall spread-eagle, facing the wall.

            “I’ll give you your punishment after the party. Just so you can be thinking about it, you’ll be getting fifty lashes.” Danny spoke in a very calm, quiet voice as he hung a cat-o-nine tails from a ring directly in Matt’s line of sight.

            Danny returned to the party upstairs and watched as his guests used Angie repeatedly. His groin ached as he thought about Carrie, locked away downstairs. He wanted her in his bed now but knew he would have to wait until after his guests had left. He moved around the room, slowly mingling with the other men. They all had mostly good comments about what a great fuck Angie was. He turned to gaze at her and noticed she no longer resisted their advances. He slowly nodded his head. Good, he thought, she’s finally breaking. Two down, two to go. He would finish Matt tomorrow with the whip. Then he’d have to find a way to break Jenny. He was determined to make them all his.

            The party was finally winding down as the men slowly left in small groups. Kade, Jimmy and Nels were the last to leave.

            “Thanks for a great time, Danny,” Jimmy said as he pulled his slave behind him. He grinned as he added, “If you need anymore help with your little slut just call me.”

            “Sure will,” Danny replied, slapping Jimmy on the back of his shoulder.

            “Call me sometime,” Kade said softly. “We’ll go up to the cabin.”

            “I may do that.” Danny shook Kade’s outstretched hand then released it as his friend left the house.

            “I was serious earlier, Danny.” Nels stared into Danny’s face. “If you ever decide to get rid of Matt I want first offer on him.”

            “I’ll remember, Nels.”

            Danny closed the door behind the last of his guests and turned to his silent house. Finally, he thought as he headed back to party room to retrieve Angie. He grabbed her lead chain and tugged her behind him. He ignored the fact that she was covered in cum and led her back to the dungeon. He silently chained her to the wall and headed straight for Carrie. He unhooked her lead chain from the wall and tugged lightly on it.

            “Come with me, pet. It’s time for our own private party.”

            She silently followed him from the room. He led her up the stairs to a large bedroom. There was a giant California king size four poster bed in the middle of the room with mirrors all around the room and over the bed. To one side of the bed stood an old fashioned stock which had been updated with padding, on the other side of the bed was an odd shaped item that looked like a chair with the seat cut out. It looked like the chair could be adjusted to recline back. There were various chains hanging around the room as well as all kinds of whips and paddles. Carrie began to shiver when she saw the dark implements of pain.

            “Don’t worry, pet, I won’t hurt you. At least not too much,” Danny crooned as he slid his hands up her arms. “As long as you obey me I won’t have to use most of what you see here.”

            He turned her to face him and released the lead chain from her collar then firmly planted his lips against hers. He forced her mouth open and slid his tongue inside her mouth. When he got no response from her he pulled away and slapped her.

            “I expect you to respond to me,” he snarled at her then pulled her close again.

            When he again kissed her and forced his tongue into her mouth she tentatively pushed her tongue against his. He moaned softly and let his hands roam over her. He finally pulled back enough to let his hands slide over her shoulders, pushing the straps of her negligee down her arms, his eyes hungrily devouring her bare shoulders. He slowly slid the gown down her body, revealing her breasts. His hands immediately covered her tits and started to work on her nipples as he leaned down to nibble on her ear and neck. His hands slid down her body pushing the garment down until it finally pooled around her ankles, leaving her standing naked in front of him. He stepped back away from her and admired the view.

            “You are one gorgeous bitch, pet.” He held up his right hand and waggled his finger at her. “Come here.”

            She stepped toward him. He slowly backed away from her and she followed him as he moved around to the side of the bed. He pulled the blankets back and sat down then reached for her hands, pulling her down next to him. He lifted her hands over her head and pushed her back onto the bed.

            “Stay.”

            He stood and leaned over her, running his hands over her body. Suddenly, he lifted her and shifted her position so she was lying lengthways on the bed. He fastened a pair of cuffs around her wrists so she was snuggly pinned to the head of the bed. Then he got to his feet and retrieved a soft flogger from one of the walls and returned to the bed. Her eyes grew large when she saw what he had in his hands. He slowly stroked the flogger up and down over her body, causing her to wiggle across the bed.

            “You aren’t listening,” he said softly. “I told you to stay. Now I’ll have to restrain you and punish you.”

            He grabbed her right ankle and quickly fastened it to a cuff that was chained to the corner post of the bed. He stepped around the foot of the bed and grabbed her left foot, cuffing it to the other post. She now lay trapped with her legs spread open to him. He moved back to the side of the bed and picked up the flogger again. He slowly ran it up and down her body again, teasing her. Suddenly, he flicked it hard against her abdomen causing it to crack against her skin. She screamed out a second later.

            “Don’t ever disobey me, pet.”

            He struck her repeatedly with the flogger, never striking her harder or softer than the first blow. After fifteen strikes he laid it aside and stripped off his clothes to reveal his hardon. He climbed onto the bed between her trapped legs and lay down on top of her. Gently, he stroked her face then slowly let his hands wander down to play with her tits.

            “I’ve been waiting all evening to have you, pet,” he said softly as he jammed his hard cock into her.

            “Ooowww! Pleeeaaaasssse, dooonnn’t,” she whined.

            “Please don’t what?” he asked. His words matched his strokes into her.

            “Please don’t, Master. It hurts.”

            “I don’t care, pet. I want you.” He continued to pump her as her tears slid from her eyes and her head rolled from side to side.

            The pace of his strokes quickened and he suddenly jerked as he spewed his cum inside her. He pumped everything he had into her before finally falling against her to rest. When he had caught his breath he raised himself up on his elbows to stare down at her.

            “You’re my favorite, pet. You’ll be spending a lot of time in this bed so get used to it.”

            “But…,” her eyes were wide as she stared up at him.

            “But what, pet? Don’t you like it when I fuck you?”

            “I don’t want to get pregnant,” she answered hesitantly.

            “You won’t,” he replied. “Xi puts birth control in your food every morning. While you may skip other meals occasionally, you will never miss breakfast.”

            He laughed when relief flooded her eyes.

            “I want you for sex, pet. I don’t want you fat with child.”

            He got up from the bed and put the flogger away. He came back to the bed with a vibrator and belt. He fastened the vibrator into the belt then slipped the belt around her hips. He carefully pushed the vibrator into her vagina and fastened the belt in place. He turned the vibrator on then moved to the foot of the bed. He released her feet from the cuffs and returned to his previous position next to her on the bed. He turned her over onto her stomach and placed a large pillow under her abdomen, lifting her ass high into the air. His hands roamed over her butt cheeks before he finally stood and moved back to the foot of the bed and re-cuffed her feet. He pulled a tube of lubricant from a drawer in a table next to the bed then climbed back onto the bed between her legs. He sat on his haunches as he rubbed the lubricant over her asshole and pressed some into her butthole. He then rubbed some over his erect penis and laid the tube aside. Leaning forward, he lined his prick up with her asshole and pushed, drawing a terrified scream from her.

            “Relax, pet, and this will be easier and less painful for you.”

            She tried to follow his instructions but she was terrified. Her body remained tense as he drove his dick further into her ass. She screamed and pleaded with him to stop but he ignored her and continued to push. Once he pushed past her sphincter he stopped to rest. She thought for a moment it was over but then he started to push again. Finally, he was completely encased in her asshole. He stopped and rested again, enjoying the tightness surrounding his meat.

            “God, pet, you’re so fucking tight it feels great. I love fucking your ass.”

            His hands slid up her body to grasp her tits. He pinched and twisted her nipples as he started to move in and out of her rear. She squirmed and screamed as he worked in and out of her but he ignored her cries, enjoying the feel of her. He used her tits as handles to leverage himself in and out of her hole. When his speed picked up he moved his hands to her hips and rammed himself in and out her unmercifully. The tightness and excitement finally overcame him and he could hold out no longer, shooting his load deep into her intestines. When he had finally emptied his load he slumped against her back and grabbed her tits in his hands, breathing heavily from his exertions.

            Finally rested, he got up from the bed and put the lubricant back in the drawer. He repositioned her so she was lying on her back again. He then put another vibrator on the belt fastened around her hips, inserting it into her anus. He turned both vibrators on high. The he laid down next to her and let his hands roam over her body.

            “Okay, pet, your turn. Cum for me, baby.”

            He used his left hand to work her tits, pinching and twisting her nipples while his right hand played in her pussy, pinching and abusing her clit.

            “Nooo, pleeeaaaasssseeee.”

            “Cum for me, pet,” he whispered in her ear.

            His ministrations soon won out over her will and she was quickly caught up in the throes of her climax.

            “Nooo….aaaarrrrrrrggggghhhhhhhh!”

            “Yes, pet! Cum for me!” he screamed with her.

            He pulled his hands away and turned the speed of the vibrators down but she was still shaking. His hands gently ran over her body as he snuggled close to her.

            “I love the way you cum, pet.”

            He rose up on his elbow and leaned over to suck gently on her nipple before climbing from the bed again. He moved across the room and turned out the light then rejoined her in the bed. Snuggling close, he laid his head on her shoulder and nibbled on her nipples.

            “Good night, pet.”

            Carrie awoke to light streaming through a window into her face. She was surprised that she had even slept. All she remembered of the previous night was his constant need for sex. She was so sore between her legs she doubted if she would be able to walk this morning. She slowly realized that she couldn’t feel his hands anywhere on her so she turned her head and peeped through half-opened eyes to discover she was alone in the large bed.

            “Time to get up, pet.”

            She cringed when she heard his voice. She finally opened her eyes to see him standing over her, dressed only in a bathrobe, staring down at her. He had already released her ankles from the cuffs at the foot of the bed so he reached down and released her wrists. He slowly pulled her arms down over her head to her chest, drawing a pain-filled moan from her.

            “We’ll work out the stiffness in the bath, pet,” he said softly.

            He lifted her in his arms and carried her into the bathroom. She discovered the large bathtub had already been filled with water and, to her delight, bubbles. She turned her head to look up at him, her eyes full of questions and wonder. He smiled down at her.

            “You performed well last night, pet. This is your reward.”

            He gently set her in the tub. The water was hot but not scalding and the scent of the bubble bath was gentle but sexy. He stood up and removed his robe then climbed into the tub with her, sitting behind her. He lifted a large sponge from a holder on the wall and began to sponge her back. As much as she hated the idea of his hands on her she began to relax and enjoy the bath.

            “Feel good?” he asked softly.

            “Mmmm,” was her first answer. Then she suddenly stiffened and tried again. “Yes, Master.”

            He chuckled softly behind her. He slipped his hands around to sponge her front, gently working the sore muscles of her arms.

            “You did well last night, pet. I enjoyed our time together.”

            He nudged her forward then pulled her shoulders back so her torso reclined against his chest. His hands slid down to work the sponge against the tender mound between her legs. When she flinched, he kissed her neck.

            “You’ll get used to me between your legs. The soreness won’t last long.”

            He continued to rub the sponge between her legs and across her thighs as he nibbled on her neck.

            “Have you given yourself to me, pet?”

            “Yes, Master.”

            “Will you do whatever I tell you to do?”

            “Yes, Master.”

            “Will you fuck Jenny with a dildo so Matt can watch?”

            She swallowed hard before answering.

            “If that’s what you want, Master.”

            “Will you fuck Matt so Jenny can watch?”

            “Yes, Master. If that’s what you want me to do.”

            He chuckled low in his throat as his left hand slid up to tweak her left nipple.

            “Good girl.” He kissed her neck again then pushed her forward, away from him and climbed from the tub. “Would you like to soak for awhile, pet?”

            “Please, Master?”

            He smiled down at her as he toweled himself off.

            “You have two hours. I expect you to be downstairs for breakfast after that.”

            “Yes, sir.”

            “I’ll leave something on the bed for you to wear.”

            “Thank you, Master.”

            He turned and left the room, smiling to himself, knowing she was totally his. He placed a gauzy blue see-through blouse and tiny denim min skirt on the bed then quickly made his way down to the dungeon and unhooked Angie’s lead chain from the wall. Without a word he pulled her forward out of the room. She followed him silently up the stairs. He led her to the same bathroom she had showered in before and unhooked her lead chain from her collar.

            “You have thirty minutes to make yourself presentable,” he said to her before he turned and left the room.

            She used the toilet and quickly climbed into the shower. She scrubbed at the dry cum covering her body and matted in her hair. When she was finally clean she stepped from the shower and toweled herself off. The door swung open and Danny stepped inside.

            “You look much better, slut.”

            “Thank you, Master,” she replied softly.

            He took the towel from her hands and quickly dried her hair then hung the towel on a nearby rack.

            “Come, your breakfast is ready.”

            He led her to the dining room where Xi waited next to the table.

            “Sit.” She sat down and waited. “You have thirty minutes to eat. I’ll be back in a little while to check on you. Xi will watch you to make sure you behave yourself. Obey her as you would me.”

            “Yes, Master.”

            He turned and left the room, heading back to the dungeon. He turned off the vibrators inside Jenny then removed them from her cunt and ass. Then he released her ankles then her wrists. He then lifted her from the awkward position she had spent the night in and chained her wrists to the wall so she was standing against the wall facing forward. He then shoved the curved table back out of his way and turned to face her.

            “Are you ready to accept me as your master?”

            “Yes, sir,” she whispered through trembling lips.

            “Are you prepared to do whatever I tell you to without hesitation?”

            “Yes, sir.”

            He stared hard at her for several seconds, his hands on his hips.

            “We’ll see.”

            He walked over to the wall where Matt still stood chained and retrieved the whip. Then he stalked back to the middle of the room to give himself plenty of space. Without warning he arched the whip back and sent the lashes sailing forward to rip into Matt’s unprotected back. A second after the crack of the whip, the lashes ripped into Matt’s skin, a second after that Matt screamed. Danny turned to stare at Jenny.

            “Count, bitch. That was one.”

            Matt screamed himself silent through the first twenty. With the loss of his voice, it was hard to tell if the man was still conscious through the next fifteen. The only indication was the slight movement of his body every time the lashes crashed into his back. There was no response at all during the last fifteen. Danny began to wonder if maybe he had gone too far and decided to lighten his strokes. He had declared fifty strokes and he would not back down but he would not strike as hard. Jenny still counted but he could barely understand her words because she was crying so hard. When it was finally over he put the whip away and released her from her bonds, tugging her up the stairs behind him by her lead chain.

            “Please, Master…”

            “Please, what, bitch?” he growled at her. “What the hell do you want?”

            “Please don’t leave him like that.”

            “He will be tended to.”

            He tugged her into the bathroom and shoved her toward the tub.

            “You have thirty minutes to shower. I expect you to be finished when I come back.”

            He turned and left the room, slamming the door behind him. He sagged against the wall once he was out of the bathroom and had the door closed. He had never had someone pass out on him like that before. God, I hope I didn’t kill the bastard, he thought as he headed to dining room. Angie and Xi both looked up at him when he entered the room.

            “Xi, go downstairs and check on boy-toy. He’s received his punishment for the attack last night. Make sure he’s okay and do what you can for his wounds.”

            “Yes, sir.”

            She quickly left the room as Danny sat down next to Angie.

            “Are you enjoying your breakfast?”

            “Yes, Master. Thank you.”

            He reached out to run his right hand down her left tit stopping to squeeze and pinch her nipple. She continued to eat only pausing to sip her juice.

            “Angie.”

            “Yes, Master?”

            “Are you completely devoted to me?”

            “Yes, Master.”

            “Will you do whatever I tell you to without hesitation?”

            “Yes, Master.”

            “Will you fuck Jenny with a dildo so Matt can watch?”

            “Yes, Master.”

            “Will you fuck Carrie with a dildo so I can watch?”

            “Yes, Master.”

            “Will you lick Jenny’s and Carrie’s cunts so Matt and I can watch?”

            “Yes, Master.”

            “Will you fuck me every day in every hole?”

            “Yes, Master.”

            He patted her tit.

            “Good girl. Finish your breakfast.”

            He got to his feet and paced the room glancing at his watch. After a half hour he returned to the bathroom and found Jenny blowing her hair dry. He reached out and took the blowdryer from her, switching it off and laying it on a shelf.

            “That’s good enough. Time for breakfast.”

            He led her to the dining room where she saw Angie sitting silently at the table.

            “Sit,” he ordered.

            She took a seat next to Angie.

            “Angie, fill her plate and feed her. Jenny, you’re not allowed to touch anything on the table.”

            “Yes, Master,” they answered in unison as Xi entered the room.

            Danny turned and stared at her, the question in his eyes obvious to her. She nodded and he stepped close to her.

            “How is he?” he whispered.

            “He’ll be okay. I lay him on the floor and put medicine on his back. He wake up a little so I give him some water and a pain pill. He sleeping right now.”

            “No damage?”

            “No, unless his mind is broken. I think just his spirit though.”

            “Good. I’ll see him later. Watch the girls while I check on my pet upstairs.”

            She gave him a nod as he turned and left the room. Angie carefully fed Jenny but Jenny’s appetite seemed to have deserted her. She kept thinking about Matt and the beating he had suffered through. She wondered if he was okay, how he had even managed to survive such a beating. Her eyes started to tear up at the thoughts of what she had witnessed. Finally, she decided she couldn’t eat anymore and held up her hand.

            “I can’t,” she whispered. “I’m not hungry.”

            “You better eat now,” Xi warned her. “You may not get anything else.”

            “I can’t,” she repeated.

            “Fine. You must go to your room then,” Xi declared.

            She hooked the lead chains to each woman’s collar and led them from the room. To their surprise they did not head back downstairs. Instead, she led them to a large room with three large cages. The cages had beds in them which were fastened down to the floor. Various odd looking pieces of furniture were spread around the room and one very large bed sat in the center of the room. The cages were lined up side by side along one wall with plenty of space on either side for more cages.

Xi led the two women to the cages and stopped in front of them. She typed in a code on an electronic keypad on the first cage and the door sprang open. She unhooked the lead chain from Jenny’s collar and pointed to the open cage.

“In.”

Jenny stooped over and crawled into the open cage. Xi pressed a button on the keypad and the door swung shut, an audible clicking sounded as it locked. The little oriental woman stepped to the next cage and typed in a code on the keypad. The door swung open. She unhooked the lead chain from Angie’s collar and pointed.

“In.”

Angie crawled into her cage and sat down on the mattress. Xi pressed a button on the keypad and the door swung shut, locking into place. The woman hung the lead chains on hooks high above the cages then turned and left the room.

            Danny entered the upstairs bedroom to find Carrie zipping the skirt he had left for her. She had just finished dressing as he came in the door. She dropped her hands to her sides and stood in silence as he stared at her. He gave a little turning motion with his right hand and she slowly turned in a circle.

            “You look beautiful, pet.”

            “Thank you, Master.”

            He crossed the room and retrieved a pair of four inch blue stilettos from the closet. He handed them to her.

            “Try these.”

            She silently slipped the shoes on and stood again for his inspection.

            “Perfect,” he whispered. He held his right hand out to her. “Come.”

            She took his hand and followed him from the room. He led her downstairs to the dining room. Xi had cleared the table and reset it with a fresh meal.

            “Sit,” he commanded.

            She sat down and dropped her hands demurely into her lap. Danny filled a plate and sat down next to her. He took a bite from the plate then offered her a bite. They ate their meal together in silence. When they finished he shoved the plate away and stared at her for several long minutes.

            “I’ve decided that you will have special rites today, pet. As long as I am in the house today, you can roam freely in whatever room I am in. I will not lock you away or chain you up today. If you behave yourself today and perform well for me when I require it you may retain this privilege.”

            “Thank you, Master!”

            He smiled at her honest joy.

            “For now though, I need to attend to another slave, one that was very bad and had to be punished. I can’t leave you alone yet so what do you suggest?”

            She thought for a moment before answering.

            “I could go with you.” When she saw him scowl she tried a different tack. “Perhaps Xi could stay with me?”

            He smiled at her.

            “That’s an excellent idea, pet.” He looked up at Xi. “Take her to the den and stay with her until I return.”

            “Yes, sir.”

            Danny left the dining room and headed downstairs to the dungeon. He had to check on Matt for himself. He needed to know how the other man was doing and, if possible, see if his spirit had been broken yet. When he entered the dungeon Danny noticed that Matt didn’t stir. He lay on the floor in probably the same position that Xi had put him in and didn’t move even when Danny approached him. His breathing was slow and even so Danny thought perhaps he was sleeping. He knelt down next to the prone form and laid his hands across his knees, staring intently at the injured man on the floor in front of him. He studied the nasty red welts and open wounds the whip had left on the other man’s back.

            “Like your handiwork?” Matt whispered hoarsely.

            Danny automatically cuffed him on the back of the head.

            “Like your handiwork, Master?” Matt corrected.

            “Why do you have to be so goddamn obstinate?”

            “We’re people, just like you. We’re not a bunch of toys for you to play with.”

            “Yes you are,” Danny replied. “You’re mine now. You even have a brand that says you’re my property.”

            “Only because you put it there.”

            Danny reached out and gingerly touched one of the open wounds on Matt’s back causing the young man on the floor to flinch.

            “I have cream for your ass if you need it.”

            “No thanks. You’ve done quite enough for me.”

            Danny reached out and smacked Matt in the back of the head again.

            “I think you forgot something, boy.”

            “No thanks, Master.”

            Danny got to his feet and walked to the far wall. He selected a small flogger and walked back to kneel next to Matt’s prone form again.

            “Just wait until you see what I have planned for tonight,” he said as he smacked the flogger across Matt’s back.

            Matt screamed in pain and jerked away from the man next to him.

            “You goddamn sadist!”

            “You will learn that I am your master. When that happens, when you accept me, the pain will end – or at least lessen.”

            Matt raised himself painfully to his elbows and stared defiantly into Danny’s eyes.

            “You don’t own us.”

            “Yes, I do. Carrie and Angie will explain it to you if you ask them.”

            Fear flooded into Matt’s eyes.

            “What the hell have you done to them?” He glanced awkwardly around the room and realized he was alone. “Where are they? Where’s Jenny?”

            “Jenny and Angie are in their kennels. Carrie has earned a day of freedom. She has earned the right to roam freely through the house – as long as she stays in the same room as Xi or I am in.”

            He reached out and grabbed Matt’s chin in his hand.

            “And don’t worry. You’ll see Jenny later this evening. You’ll be watching her fuck me.”

            He tossed Matt’s head away from him as he got to his feet.

            “Are you hungry, boy?”

            “No,” Matt growled in response.

            “Good. Because you won’t be eating today.”

            Danny turned and left the dungeon, heading back upstairs, planning the evening as he went.

The following morning we where sent to general medical check up. It was amazing for it was a male who was doing the check up. I was upset. It was my turn and I went inside. He was checking for my pressure sugar etc. and finally he asked me to lift my sari for he wanted to check for the infection. I refused but he said there is much more things going to happen in the hospital and if you are not ready they will send me back to india. I remembered the interest my mamma is paying and i just laid in the bed. The man took advantage of my situation and he started rubbing my body. This was the first touch from a stranger and I started shivering. he placed his finger in the edge of my sari and slowly started lifting it up . I just closed my eyes so as the episod will be over soon. I could feel his hand caressing my calf muscle and then going further up. i started to weep. he lifted my saree so as my panty was visible. He rubbed it for a while and I could feel some strange feeling in me. he removed my panty down and was examining it and said you are still a vergin. he said you are so beautiful with great figure and you are very clean. He then added now you are sellected and you can join this hospital. Welcome to the new world and if you co operate you can earn a lot. And then sent me out.

How did you like my first experiance. Please comment so I can share more of my experiance to you
I was happy on onside for the confirmation I got for the job and on the other side nervous about what is going to happen. They gave me 2 set of uniforms and ask me to join the duty the other day.

The next day I was ready with my uniform. I noticed the gown was little above my knees as I was tall . Yes I am 5.8" tall. Luckily they gave us the stockings which was till the middle of my thighs and i was little happy. I looked my self in the mirror and the uniform was great on me . It was a right fit and I could say a little tight for my breast was a bit squeezes and bulging. The other co workers commented on me while I was having the breakfast.

The van picked us to the hospital and it was a general duty for us on that day. They have annouced the shifts will be there only from the next day, The first day of my duty was normal with the introduction of the people and know about the areas etc.

I was also introduced to a egyption doctor and he was the chief. He had a rough voice and was very commanding. One day he called me to his room and started shouting. I did not know the reason for his shouting and started weeping. He slowly came near and send something in arabi and wiped my tears. he gave me lots of advices of how I have to be at the hospital and he also said I have to co operate with the doctors and slowly he placed the hand on my shoulderd has if patter me. I did not know what to do and I was standing still. He was very tall about 6.3" and had a good body. He might be in his mid 40's. He very well knew that I am on mercy of him and could not do anything other than weeping. He slowly moved his left hand and directly placed the hand the right breast of mine. I was shocked and my legs started shaking. He said it should be 36 and started pressing it. First the pressing was less and then it became hard I nearly screamed. Tears started flowing and I was bitting my lips to stop crying loud. Both his hands are pressing my breast and squeezing. After some time he removed his hand and I thought he will let me go. But he gently slaped my face and when I opend my eyes he asked me to latch the door and come back. I pleaded him to leave me and he gave me another slap hard on my face and electric shock went through my nerves. He warned me that either I shuold co operate or get out of the country with the trail over some cooked up crime. I had no other go but to latch the door. While I was latching he came back from behind and started miling my breast. I could feel his man hood between my crack. I was just standing with the tears. His left slowly traced it way to my left cheek of my butt. He was tracing the crack of my ass and suddenly he slapped it hard. I jumped at that insteant. He was laughing with joy.

He told me that i will get such slaps if I do not react. He then grabed my hair and pushed my head to his crouch. He ordered me to undo the zip. I hesitatingly undid hid zip. He was wearing a boxer short and I could see the his monster making a tent. He pulled my hair hard and said I have to suck it and without his order I have to make him happy and warned me of further slaps. I touched his dick it was very fat and long and as soon as I was touching it , it was becoming more stronger. I said to myself do it to avoid slaps. I took the tip of the dick in tongue. He then pushed my head all the way into my mouth and in my throte , I couldnt breath. He was then pulling my head back and front with the speed and hissing. This went on for a while.

He then ordered me to show my ass to him and then to bent forward pushing by ass backward. He lifted the gown and he could see my white panty. He took the surgeon knife and I could feel the coolness in the crack of my ass as he was cutting them. He was please with my creamy round fleshy ass , ge gave me a light slap on the cheek. He took some creame and applied nicely to my virgin cunt and then to his dick. He tried to insert it to my cunt but mine was too tight. He order me to lift my ass a little further and to spread my leg and he pushed his organ inside. It was a torture and I started screaming as the monster hid inside my cunt. He was apllying all the force without mercy. Once he was fully in he gave me some time to breath and then started pulling and started reciprocating. The pain slowly vanished and I could feel I am wet and his jerks became faster, He was ridding me very fast and I could feel the heaven . I started moaning as he riddig the cunt. His hands were pearcing my fleshy hips and pushing and pulling them. He abused me with all the words . He was calling me a whore and I am fit for this. He said that I am only a meat for him with lots of hole and he could use them as he likes. And so on. This went for about 15 minutes and he pulled the monster out and turned me roung to face his dick and put it in my mouth and the splashed the sperm in my mouth and face. Then he relaxed.

He then order me to clean myself and proceed my nursing work. He gave me a diamond ring on that day and said he was pleased. He order me to come to his place any time when he calls.

My legs were sore and tired , I managed to get up and walk out of his office.

readers Let me know how you liked it. And I will post more of similar insidents.

As I joined them I discovered their conversation was about an upcoming cruise. John and his wife Beth were going on a three week cruise with Karen and Jeff to the Bahama's. When I asked Karen abouth her daughter Danielle, she said "she didn't want to go and was staying home".

Now Danielle is something else. She's a little over 18 with long blond hair and a dynamite tanned body. On a scale of 1-10, she was definately a 10. Usually she could be found laying around the pool in her skimpy string bikinis that barely covered her snatch or grapefruit sized breast. I had always thought she was a stuck up prick teaser and couldn't believe Karen allowed her to be virtually naked all of the time. Willie thought the same thing. Afterall, we had discussed her numerous times at Karen's pool parties and what it would be like to fuck her brains out.  

It had been several hours since I had joined the party and I was starting to get a slight buzz. Everyone else appeared more buzzed than I was especially Willie and John. John was trying to get me to agree to take care of his dog Max while they were on the cruise. Now Max was a large boxer and was a pretty good dog except for the fact that he was always trying to hump someones leg.

Karen's daughter suddenedly joined the party and as usual she was wearing one of her skimpy string bikinis. In the early twilight she appeared totally naked and started my cock twitching. I glanced at Willie and saw him staring at Danielle too, with an evil look in his eyes and knew what he was thinking.

I had several more drinks while continuing to sneak glances at Danielle when our eyes met. She had a "in your dreams" look with a sly smile on her face as she suddenedly squatted down next to the cooler. With her legs spread open, my cock really began twitching and I felt precum ozzing from its tip. John continued to pester me about watching Max and I finally agreed as I quickly finished my drink and left.

As soon as I got inside the house I released my rock hard cock and feverishly began jacking off as I pictured Danielle squatting beside the cooler. It was long before I shot a massive load all over the place. I cleaned myself off and stumbled to bed exhausted.

During the next several weeks the gatherings continued at John's. Danielle continued to show up from time to time in her string bikinis or other skimpy and seductive outfit. One night Willie clearly stated "one of these days I'm going to fuck that little tease".  A short time latter, Karen and Jeff were near talking when we heard Karen telling Jeff to make sure he "got the lock on the sliding glass door fixed" before they left. As Karen went to get another drink, Jeff was muttering "I'll fix the damn thing when we get back". Willie looked at me with a smile and went to fix a drink.

The day of the cruise finally arrived and John, Beth, Karen and Bill were on their way. Two nights later Willie called me up and invited me over for a drink. When I got there Willie was pretty shit faced and kept talking about Danielle being a prick teaser who needed a good fucking.

What he said next completely stunned and shocked me. He suggested we rape her!! I couldn't believe what I was hearing when he suddenedly blurted out "Hell, we'll even let Max fuck her, that damn dog always trying to hump something, let's let him have some real pussy".

The thought of fucking Danielle, even if it was rape got my dick twitching. Thinking about Max fucking her was even more exciting and my cock was soon rock hard tenting my shorts.

Then the thought of getting caught and going to prison hit me and I began to dismiss the idea completely. However. Willie began to lay out his plan and my perverted mind was soon drawn to his idea like a magnet.

His plan was simple......we would blackmail her into silence. We would take pictures of Willie and Max fucking her. If getting fucked by a black wasn't enough then pictures of her fucking a dog should do the trick. We would threaten to put copies throughout the neighborhood and around her work. The more I thought about Willie's plan the more I like it. Besides the excitement and thill was to strong to ignore.

The next night I went to Willie's and we fined tune our plan. I discovered he had already confirmed the lock on the sliding glass door was still broken and I silently thanked Jeff for being lazy. He showed me some nylon stocking, a stun gun with adjustable voltage, a big ass knife, exam gloves, some cloth straps and a vibrator. I had brought my new digital camera and some extra memory cards.

We watched as the lights at Karen's house finally went out and Willie said "lets give it an hour" as my cock started twitching in anticipation. My palms were sweaty and my throat was dry when Willie said "lets go". 

We crept into the darkness and I unlocked John's door retrieving Max. We then quickly went thru the gate to the pool  next door at Karen's. As I left Max outside, Willie silently slid the patio door open and we entered.  We were already familiar with the interior layout having been here at Karen's many parties and we made our way to Danielle's bedroom.

The door was partially open and you could clearly see Danielle's sleeping body clad in a bra and thong. The moonlight outside the bedroom window clearly revealed the strings as they disappeared between her ass cheeks and I felt my cock begining to harden.

Willie quickly pounced on our sleeping prey giving her a quick shock from the stun gun. Startled, Danielle started to scream when Willie backhanded her hard putting the knife against her face. Danielle had a terrified look on her face as Willie told her "scream bitch and your face will look like a Mississippi road map". She was now whimpering as Willie told me to tie her up. I quicly took the cloth straps and tie her arms as legs to the corners of the bed.

Willie was trailing the knife tip along Danielle's sobbing face when he suddenedly cut her bra and thong strings. Willie pulled his shorts off and the biggest black cock I've ever seen sprung free. Danielle's eyes widened in fear as Willie asked her if "she was a virgin". She didn't respond and Willie backhanded her again causing her to shake her head no.

Willie then said "well now bitch your going to get a real cock" as he placed his massive cock head against her lips. "Suck my cock bitch" as Willie roughly forced it past her lips. Danielle was struggling with his massive size when he reached for the vibrator and jammed it into her shaved pussy. Danielle was now trying to resist and Willie placed the knife tip against her cheek.

Danielle slowly attempted to suck Willie's massive cock as I began shooting pictures. Her mouth was stretched to its limit as Willie slowly rocked back and forth feeding her more and more of his cock. After what seemed like hours, the vibrator was begining to have it's effect. Danielle was now trying to thrust her hips up to meet the constant buzzing in her pussy. The look of terror on her face was now replaced by one of lust as her body began to respond to the assult on her pussy.

Willie told me to untie her interrupting my picture taking. Once untied, Willie pulled the vibrator from Danielle's now drenched pussy and quickly buried his massive 11 inch black cock to the hilt. As he began to wildly fuck Danielle she became a wild women. Her hips were frantically thrusting up to meet Willie's lightning strokes as she began screaming "fuck me you black bastard, fuck meeee harder" I was snapping picture after picture when Danielle threw her legs around Willie's back, locking her ankles as she tried to force more of his black cock inside her.

As I continued my picture taking, I noticed a cassette deck on the dresser. Finding a blank tape, I began to record Danielle's lustful screams as I thought it would go great with the pictures. Danielle was now wildly clawing at Willie's back as she began screaming "I'm cumming, god I'm cummmming" as her body trembled with a massive orgasam. Willie's staying power was amazing as he coutinued pounding Danielle's inflammed pussy nonstop. Soon she was again screaming "I'm cumming you black bastard, I'm cummmming, god fuck meee" as another orgasam tore through her body.

With Willie still wildly fucking Danielle, I went to get Max and put him in the bathroom outside the bedroom. I returned to the bedroom just in time to hear Willie yell "here it cums bitch as he blasted load after load of cum deep in her pussy. Danielle was yelling "fuck meee" as another orgasam ripped through her abused body. Willie pulled his now limp cock from Danielle's stretched pussy as his cum poured out forming a large puddle on the bed.

I made my way to the bed and placed my rock hard cock against Danielle's lips as she eagerly began sucking it with gusto. From watching the wilding fucking earlier I knew I wouldn't last long and quickly blasted my own massive load down her throat. 

Willie now had the vibrator buried in Danielle's inflammed pussy again as he offered her his half erect cum covered black cock. As Danielle greedily began sucking Willie's cock, I went to get Max.

Returning I saw Danielle wildly sucking Willie's cock as she had became more accustomed to his size as he worked the vibrator in and out of her swollen pussy. Willie was on his back with Danille leaning over as she tried to deep throat him.    

Max had smelled the heavy smell of sex in the air and was dancing around as his cock began to emerge from its fur covered sheath. I continued to snap pictures as best I could while trying to hold Max back when he suddenly broke free and jumped on the bed.

He quickly mounted Danielle's back and was wildly stabbing air when his dog cock hit it's mark and he buried himself inside Danielle.  Max's ass was a blur as he slammed in and out of her swollen pussy and she soon responded to his wild thrust. I was amazed at Max's speed as I knelt next to the bed for a better angle. The pictures I was now taking clearly showed the entire scene with Danielle now a willing participant.

Willie was now forcing more of his cock down Danielle's throat as he cum, yelling "swallow it bitch, swallow" causing her to gag. With his massive cock firmly embedded in her mouth, cum squirted from her nostrials as she tried to breath. I had beautiful closeup pictures of Willie's black cock buried in Danielle's mouth with a glazed lustful look in her eyes. There was no way she could deny who was in the pictures.

Willie pulled his limp cock from Danielle's mouth as cum ran from the corners of her mouth and she gasped for air. I snapped several more great shots and turned my attention to Max.

Max's wild assult was continuing at a wild pace and Danielle now had her ass up thrusting back to meet his assult. His knot was now visible as he struggled to force it past her abused pussy lips. Danielle had basically collapsed on the bed with her ass in the air yet still meeting Max's wild thrusting.

His grapefruit size knot was repeartedly being slammed against her swollen pussy lips when he was finally able to get it half way in. Danielle's body trembled as she screamed "I'm cummmming again". And Max gave one more hard thust, finally burying the entire knot inside her pussy. That caused Danielle to scream again as another massive orgasam ripped through her body.

Max started howling as he blasted his dog cum deep in Danielle's pussy while she moaned incoherently. With Max's knot still firmly embedded in her pussy, I went into the den to borrows Karen's computer. I hooked up the camera and printed about 20 good close up shot and returned to the bedroom.

Danielle was completely exhausted and was sleeping as Willie and I dressed and gathered our "tools". I placed the pictures by the phone with the note I printed warning her what would happen if she called the cops or anyone else.

We took Max and left her lying there in a cum covered bed when Willie said smiling "that prick teasing bitch has just became our sex toy". and we headed back to his house.

Three days later I was at Willie's house when we saw Danielle pull in her drive. Willie got the cassett tape I had recorded and called Danielle while I listened in on the extension. Danielle answered and Willie said " Danille this is Willie, I got something for you to listen to" and he began playing the tape.  

There was silence as the tape played Danielle's lustful screams. When we heard her screams of "fuck me you black bastard", Danielle started crying. Willie told her to "shut the fuck up" and to "remember what would happen with the pictures"  that she was now his "fuck toy". She was still softly crying when Willie said "have your ass here in an hour bitch, I want some more of that tight young pussy" and he hung up.

A little while later there was a knock on the door and there stood Danielle. Willie told her to come in as we both unzipped our pants and pulled out our cocks. Danielle closed the door and walked in  softly crying.................