Slavery

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The Business – Chapter Three

A story of several young men and women, all across the globe, being kidnapped and forced into sexual slavery by the infamous Master Petrovsky. In this chapter: Petrovsky gains a new slave, but is she more than even HE can handle? Lotus and Fauna feud, while Dazzle and Basil’s almost non-existent relationship seems rocky. As Winter joins the slaves Breeze worries he won’t forgive her, and Lotus gives him a wake up call.

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Human Slavery Reborn: Prologue and Chapter 1, Part 1

Human Slavery Reborn
Prologue: Operation Bone Collector Announced
“The trading of human bodies is no longer illegal. We have researched it and have found it to be a viable way to lift our country out of the debt we are in. Due to the recent devastation overseas, many, many countries are without women. The women who are married or under the age of thirteen are to remain with their families, while those not married, and between the ages of thirteen and 50 are to be rounded up into auction houses, where they will be evaluated and categorized for the commercial distribution for our neighbors. After they are sold off, our country will be free of debt, and all of the taxes will be lowered considerably. Those women that resist capture will only be making life harder on their family, as nobody will get paid for the duration of Operation Bone Collector. Be advised that there will be no expense spared for the capture of these women, and that all travel out of the country has been halted. No planes are taking off, no borders are open and there is not a soul in the world out there that will help you out of your predicament…You have one week to enjoy your families, and then, in seven days, OBC will commence. You have 3 days to comply once that happens. Failure to do so will make your stay a hell of a lot more difficult for you than need be. That is all,” The news broadcast ended with the President of the United States of America shedding a single tear. She knew that the country would do anything to get out of debt, and that the selling of the women was the right step, but she could feel the pain of every mother who’s teenage daughter would be sold off. Her own twin girls had just turned sixteen, and even though she was the President, she could not stop their sale. Life had just changed for the whole world, and so had begun the new Dark Ages.
Chapter 1
Operation Bone Collector Begins
Screams echoed in the night. Daughters were ripped from their mothers arms, and unmarried couples were torn apart, leaving young children motherless. Young widows with children were even grabbed, their young ones passed onto family members. Older couples tried to save their girls by hiding them, but no matter what, the girls, and older women were eventually all rounded up and forced into stable-like buildings, with high walls and strong titanium bars, and cement flooring. The women were stripped, evaluated for diseases, both sexually transmitted and the other variety, sexual experience (from virginity to how skilled,) facial beauty, temperament and body condition. Depending on the results of each evaluation, they were categorized, and sorted out, waiting to be sold. Now, the people doing the evaluations are men, mostly doctors. The other men are pornstars, the ones that survived the scourge of the religious fanatics. The women are treated like cattle, though their ‘stalls’ are heated and comfortable. They weren’t mistreated, though they may have felt like it.
“Hide Lidia! Don’t worry about me, my love! Just hide!” My mother’s voice still echoes through my mind, the only remnant of her that I have, because they took her, on the night they came to our house. We (my mother and i) were both unmarried. I had just had my nineteenth birthday the day before the announcement, my mother her 30th. They (the ‘wranglers’, as I called them) had a list of all of the women in our neighborhood that fit the criteria of the law.
I ran to our panic room, hidden in the basement, under the garage. Nobody knew about it but me. It wasn’t even in the blueprints of our house. You wouldn’t find it, even if you combed through every single crack in the wall of the basement. There was no way in unless you provided footprints, voice, password, retinas and DNA for evaluation by the high tech security system that I had designed, patented and installed myself. It was disguised by a false wall, and that false wall was 3 feet thick. It was made of the strongest metal ever, with 2 feet of concrete over it. I was quite safe here, but I was worried about my mother, so I switched on the surveillance monitors. Our house was installed with multiple high quality cameras, and there were about 4 in the living room, in different heights and angles. I watched as four men used a battering ram on our front door (made of the best wood available, I was saddened to see the door destroyed) immediately training various types of guns on my mother.
One of them, the leader I assumed, stepped forward. “What is your name, woman?” he demanded, though he probably already knew.
“Maria Lissette Johnson.” My mother was the epitome of honesty.
“Where is your daughter, Ms. Johnson?” The man queried, his tone leaving no room for any stalling or lying.
“She’s not here. She’s buried in Montgomery Private Cemetery. She died, three months before her birthday.” Did I mention my mother could lie so well, she could even fool the best of the FBI’s expert in microexpressions? She could even cry on demand, making it look real.
“Search the house. Every inch. Leave no piece of furniture unturned, no wall unbroken. I want to make sure this girl isn’t around here anywhere. I don’t trust this woman.” He instructed his men. They nodded and went to do his bidding.
After the men vacated the room, the man eyed my mother up and down, his lascivious eyes lingering on the V between her legs, and her large, bountiful breasts. My mother, small as she was, was impressively endowed. Not only were her breasts quite large, but her waist small, her hips wide, and her legs lean, but her face was quite beautiful. She was a heart-stopper, one that turned heads wherever we went, but she didn’t care. She told me often that I was the only person she needed, that a man would break our relationship apart. Now, don’t get to thinking that we were lovers, because we weren’t. My mother had been the only constant in my life. We had moved quite a bit, to avoid my father, and to avoid anybody trying to kidnap me and holding me for ransom. We were quite rich, both because of my many patents, and because my mother had inherited almost $900,000,000 when her father died. We had put that money to good use, building our dream house, and with the large property to match. We had a very good security system in place that protected us, but we had shut it off for the most part when we observed the government men driving toward our door. Their approach gave us the time we needed to put everything in order for the inevitable: my mother’s capture.
“You are quite the beauty. I bet the men must pant at your heels,” the commander observed
“I suppose they do. I don’t pay attention to them. My daughter was the only thing that was important to me.” My mother said, reclining in her custom-made silk chair. She was remarkably calm in the face of this man’s 9-mm gun barrel in her face.
“Hmm. There seem s to be a bit of a problem here. One that only you can solve at the moment it seems.” The man stated.
My mother raised her left eyebrow, the shape making the red glint like fire. “And what problem would that be sir?”
“I am extremely horny, and it’s your fault. Come over here and fix it.” He didn’t have to put much emphasis into his words for her to comply. My mother had spent almost 15+ years celibate, and she wasn’t a robot, after all.
She sashayed up to him, her hips swaying back and forth seductively. Her feline green eyes smoked with unspoken desire. She halted in front of her, a small smile playing her glossy pink lips, and her eyes looking deeply into his murky brown ones. She trailed a small, delicate pale finger down his black shirtfront, stopping at his belt. She slowly, torturously undid it for him, unbuttoning and unzipping his pants at the same time. The moment she let go, they fell around his ankles with a rustle. He wasn’t wearing any underwear, which my mother seemed to like. His member stood up straight, appearing to salute my mother. He was a nice size, about 7 inches from the look of him, and none too thin either. With one of her small hands, my mother caressed his rod, making it jump. She giggled a little. She lowered herself to her knees, coming face to (haha) face with his fleshy stick, flicking a tongue over it quickly and lightly, just tasting it. She seemed to like it, because not two seconds later, the thick engorged head of his penis was in her eager mouth. The man moaned, putting his gun away quickly and put both of his hands on my mother’s head. She took him into her mouth centimeter by centimeter, pulling back when she got halfway down his penis. He grunted as she moved up and down on his shaft, thrusting his hips in time with her head-bobbing. This lasted about 4 minutes before he took action, pistoning his hips suddenly, forcing his whole member into my mother’s mouth, basically face-fucking her. She gagged a couple of times, but nothing too serious from the sounds coming from her. She was moaning around his penis, and when he stopped and shoved all of his length into her mouth, she was in heaven. Her throat worked at swallowing the load of semen jetting into it, and when he pulled himself from her mouth, he had a large grin on his face.
“You sure do know how to make a man’s day. My wife will be glad to know I won’t want to have sex with her when I get home.” He stroked my mother’s face with the back of his hand. Suddenly, he grabbed her by the hair and shoved her onto her hands and knees, throwing up her knee-length blue silk skirt, and rubbing his hand up and down her labia. His hand came away glistening from her inner cream, satisfying his need to know that she was wet. He rubbed his cock with the cream, and got it hard again. Pushing her onto her face, he kneed her legs apart and positioned his cock at her opening. With one hard thrust, he was in her to the hilt. She moaned, pushing back against him in what I took to be ecstasy.
“Please,” she begged, “please fuck me. Fuck me hard”
He complied, his hips a blur as he put himself into motion, filling my mother with his rock-hard shaft. I was beginning to get a little aroused at the pounding my mother was getting, so I took the vibrator I had in a drawer in the wall and used it on myself. He stopped, pulled out, and with no warning at all, shoved himself into my mom’s tight, virgin ass. She screamed in pain/pleasure as he sank balls-deep into her ass, ramming her over and over again, she suddenly stiffened and cried out.
“I’m cumming!” she yelled. That undid the commander as he shot loads of his semen into my mom’s hole, filling and over-filling her so that his cum leaked out of her. With a satisfied grunt, he pulled out of her and stood up. His cum was dripping down my mom’s crack, and down her thighs as she got on her knees.
“Clean my cock off.” He said imperiously. My mother obeyed, going to town on his still semi hard dick. He seemed to be enjoying it, and his penis was growing hard again. I smiled, knowing that he would like to continue copulating with my mother, but the approaching footsteps of his soldiers forced him to push her away. He quickly zipped his pants and got his appearance back in order. My mother had landed on her back with her legs splayed, facing the oncoming soldiers with her pussy completely visible.

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Zombie Holocaust 2

Day 1
After our initial meet and great the guys and I got down to business. First step was constructing the cages for our prisoners. We made individual cells spread out by about 4 feet so they couldn’t pass things back and forth or communicate easily. We had them arranged so they were on two different floors. The men were upstairs and the women were downstairs, with the cages made from plywood and drywall to make it harder for them to force open. The doors were half wood with re-bar from the home improvement store at one end of the mall. We made them this way so that we could always see them when we walked up to the cages and there was nowhere for them to hide and ambush us.
As we finished each cage we stuck each of them in individually, leaving the others tied up. We made sure to finish the womens lodging first, didn’t want to have to amputate anything. It took us 3 days to finish that job, and after each day of solid work we would go to town on the girls we had already fucked, wanting to save the others for our more interesting devices and plans. By the end of the three days when they saw us the screaming would start as soon as our shadows darkened the doorway. We would gang-rape their cunts, mouths, and assholes for hours at a time. As one of us would finish another would gladly take his place and go to town the the tight little fuck-hole that was wrapped around our cocks.
We each took our time on that first day of complete lockdown. All the prisoners were locked down and the girls became our true playthings. I walked through the available girls, and chose one of the ones that hadnt been used before. She was about 14 with a bit of hair on her little teenage cunt. Her tits were very nice, about a B-cup with perky little nipples that were rock hard already and cute little brown areolas. I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her out of her cage.
“Suck!” I barked at her, and she hurriedly began to lick up and down my shaft while playing with my balls. She slowly slid her little mouth over my cock head and made a little sucking motion. I was in heaven. This little redhead was on her knees with her emerald green eyes staring at me while she worked on my cock with her little teenage mouth. Life just couldnt get any better. She worked on me for about 20 minutes before I came in her mouth. She swallowed without me even having to tell her, I had picked a real winner when I grabbed this girl.
I rolled her over and started to eat her tasty little cunt, enjoying the sweet taste and savoring every drop. She tasted amazing, and after a few minutes of my attention she started cumming, hard. I continued for another 30 minutes or so as I love the taste of a girls pussy. She came almost non-stop the entire time and was begging me to stop by the end of it. I grinned and slid up next to her.
“Have you ever had sex before?” She looked into my eyes and said “Yes, in fact I love getting fucked. When you were raping the women on the first day I was dripping cum down my legs wishing it was me that was getting fucked instead of those old women.” I laughed and told her not to worry, she was now my personal slut and that she would get plenty of sex. She looked excited at the idea of being a private slut, which I took as a good sign.
“Turn over whore.” She looked at me and decided I was serious. I looked down and couldn’t help but stare at the tight little ass that was proudly displayed in front of me. I rubbed a hand up and down her tight little rear end, enjoying the playful jiggle her ass had. I slapped one of her checks, hard, and she moaned, cumming instantly when one of my fingers had wrapped around her cheek and hit her little cunt, she seemed to enjoy it. So I did it again, and again, all in all it was about 15 slaps or so, and she came everytime.
“JUST DO ME ALREADY!” she begged. I grinned and rubbed the head of my cock against her wet little slit, making her squirm. She lunged back, sliding down onto the head before I could pull back. It bothered her even more and she kept trying to get my cock into her.
“Beg me for it slut, you should know what to say…” I whispered into her ear, taunting her and goading her on.
“Please master,” I have to admit, this part surprised me, but I liked it “Please, I need my little 14 year old cunt filled up and fucked, please? I want your dick in my cunt, and then my mouth, and then my ass, please fill my ass with you cum, please!”
Well, I thought, who am I to say no to such a polite girl. I slammed myself into her without any warning and she screamed harder then I’ve ever heard anyone scream before. She was a tight little piece of fuck meat, and when I slammed it home she started cumming again, making it feel like her cunt was dancing on my cock. I went at her for a few minutes, her wailing the entire time “OH MY GOD, DONT STOP, PLEASE, DONT STOP!!”
I always enjoy knowing that my efforts are appreciated by those Im helping, and so I slid out after a few more minutes, making her moan in anger at being left empty. When she opened her mouth to say something I grabbed a handful of that dark red hair and shoved my dick into her mouth and part way down her throat, making her gag. To me theres no better sound in the world then a girl, or woman, gagging on my cock. It just makes me feel good.
She started sucking like a possessed woman, slurping and gagging non-stop. Just as I was about to cum down her throat I pulled out and smacked her tight little rump and told her that “If you want my load down your ass you need to beg for it.”
“Please sir, there is nothing I want more in this world then to have your cock slide up my ass, pump for hard, and then give me your creamy cum so my little ass can feel full and sexy, please sir, please pump my ass hard.”
By this time I was red hot and about to blow. Listening to the filth coming out of this little girl was a major turn on, and I grabbed her hair and yanked hard, making her moan on pleasure. So this little whore gets off on pain, I thought, good, I can use that down the road. I put the head of my dick at her little rosebud and pushed gently, wanting to feel it as it enveloped my hardness. She started whining like a dog and begging me to slam it home. I just kept going slow until I was all the way in. I then pulled all the way out and stood up over her back. I yanked her head up and fed her my cock. She sucked without any complaints. I was truly in Heaven with this little slut working on my cock. I pulled out of her mouth and pushed her head down into the pillow.
This time when I lined up I just slammed it home. Sweet Jesus could this girl scream, and boy oh boy did it turn me on. She went off like a fire-alarm and started convulsing. My balls and legs were sprayed down and when I looked I realized she had just cum. HARD. I grinned leaned down so my mouth was next to her ear.
“Are you ready for my cum to be in your sweet little ass?” I asked he, grunting at the feeling of her ass wrapped around my manhood. “Please, please, please cum in my little butt, I need to feel your cum” I smiled and grabbed her hips, really going to town on her little ass. I could see the hole stretched wide to accommodate my cock, and I lost it. I started blowing my load up her ass harder then I’ve ever come before. She started cumming at the feel of my cock pumping its seed into her little ass.
And with the biggest orgasm of her young life, she passed out. I wasn’t far behind her, landing with my cock still attached in her ass and passed out.
We awoke to screaming from down the hall a few hours later………

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My Ex, My Pet

As the bitchy Ahana learns, it doesnt pay to cheat on your boyfriend to steal another’s lover.

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Slave girl punished

As you might imagine in a plantation slave story, language and treatment of the slaves gets nasty, including using the N word. If this kind of story offends you please do not read it and then complain. It is not real but is based on the way that slaves were treated back in the day.

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Forced to be a Fuck Doll

It was the end of a long and miserable semester college and Ashlynn was glad it was over. To have made the semester worse, her first and only boyfriend had dumped her a couple months before and she was still getting over it. A couple friends of hers wanted to go out that night to celebrate the beginning of summer and were insisting that she come along. Ashlynn hadn’t gone out for awhile since she just wanted to focus on her school work and because of the fact that she had to use a fake ID to get into bars since she was only 20…however, she agreed to go out with them and was excited to have fun for once.
She and her friends ended up getting extremely hammered and all parted ways, by the end of the night she had to drunkenly ask someone to give her a ride home. A man who seemed to be in his mid-twenties heard her ask around and approached her.
“I was just leaving now if you wanted to catch a ride with me.” He said.
Ashlynn was too drunk to worry about getting rides from strange men and cheerily agreed. After a couple blocks of driving the man stopped the car and got out,
“What are we doing here?”Ashlynn asked.
Instead of being answered her car door was opened and the stranger ripped her out the car.
She awoke the next morning curled up in a corner in a cement room with a killer headache. She instantly began to freak out, “WHERE AM I?” Her mind was racing…maybe she was in jail? There wasn’t any bars, just a door with no knob on the other side of the room…maybe it was some sick joke her friends had pulled. She slowly started to remember the guy giving her a ride. I’m so stupid, Ashlynn thought to herself as she began to cry.
A jolt of fear ran through her as the door began to open. Three men entered, all seeming to in their early 40’s.
“Where am I??? Please help me!!” Ashlynn cried, still sitting on the floor hysterical.
“Yep, she’s the new one Ron dropped off last night.” The man in the suit said, ignoring her pleas.
“He can definitely pick ’em.” One of the plumper men said as the remaining one chuckled.
“He just knows which ones pay more.” The suited man said while staring at her.
“What’s going on? I need to go home.” Ashlynn whined, she was so confused.
The man in the suit quickly walked up to her and kicked her hard in the rib cage,
“First, shut the fuck up. You picked the wrong night to get drunk and slut it up at the bar, bitch. This is home now and you’re going to do whatever the fuck you’re told…I paid a bunch of money for you and I don’t make bad investments. Here’s some advice, just keep fucking quiet unless your spoken to, and your time here is going to be a lot easier.”
Ashlynn gasped with pain and was crying uncontrollably now, barely able to see the men in front of her.
The man roughly grabbed her chin and forced her to look up at him, he looked at her face and nodded approvingly. “You’ll address me as ‘Master’ and nothing else, and you’re to follow my orders. Now stand up.”
Ashlynn remained frozen on the floor. The man gestured to the other two men, who seemed to be employees of the man in a suit, they quickly walked up to her and both lifted her onto her feet.
“Since that was too fucking hard for you to understand I guess they’ll need to rip your clothes off for you too.” The man sneered and immediately the two men started tearing at her clothes.
One of the ripped her shirt down the middle while the other unbuttoned her jeans and tore them down. Ashlynn screamed and was quickly slapped. One of the men unsnapped her bra from behind and the other nearly knocked her down tearing off her panties.
“Give me those panties, I’m tired of her fucking racket.” The man in the suit said and shortly proceeded to shove her panties into her mouth. One of the men produced some duct tape and efficiently taped it over her lips.
“Alright, much better. Now let’s see what exactly we have here.” The suited man said with a smile.
His hand seized one of her nipples and began pulling on it and then making her breast shake up and down. He then roughly slapped the other one. He picked up the bra at her feet and looked at it,
“Alright…a 34C…nice.” He nodded at one of the other men and they seemed to take note.
He turned his attention back towards Ashlynn and he ran his hands from her breasts to her full hips. Then without any warning he shoved a finger deep into her unexpecting pussy. Ashylnn nearly crumpled to the ground.
“Ah, good…nice and tight…I bet her asshole has never even been touched.”
Ashlynn has only ever had sex with ex-boyfriend and has always refused to let him have anal sex with her.
The man ran his finger over her asshole which was tightly closed, he smiled having been proved right.
“Alright, great. A tight young fucking pussy like this is going to do well…we’ll have her do some specialty jobs first then straight to the VIP club. A lot of men will pay top dollar to break in this little fuck doll. In fact, Mr. Statler’s back in town and I know he loves the scared new girls.”

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The Demons Harem : Mara’s Story

PART FOUR: MARA’S STORY
Mara sobbed as she was ripped away from the group of girls by the threshers. Four or five of them with their hands all over her pulling her away down a dirt path. The girls reached out their hands but did not move away to help her. Soon they closed their eyes and looked away.
She was being held up and made to walk by two larger threshers with metal rings in their ears and metal head
bands. They looked slightly different than the threshers that had held the girls captive during the gathering. They were mostly silent, a few grunts and words like “Keep moving” and “Eyes to the ground, slave.” Was all she heard for over two miles of walking.
She could see a small village up ahead, looking to only house a few families. “Welcome little slave, so many will be excited to see you!” One of the brutes laughed at her. Little did she know the colony of threshers was all underground beneath the small village.
She was knocked unconscious and dragged away to the
underground city.
She awoke abruptly, feeling like she was falling. She looked around for a clue as to where she was but it was
mostly dark and damp. She was hanging in the air, by a long thicker strip of leather under her breasts that connected with thinner rope-like lashings from her ankles and wrists, which were also tied together. She had a strip of dirty cloth in her mouth tied around the back of her head.
Her muffled cries were answered with a wave of chuckling and snorting male voices. One of the threshers added more light to the room and she could see the ugly lizard like faces of more than a dozen threshers. She didn’t dare wonder what they intended to do with her.
One of them stepped forward and put his clawish hand against her cheek.
“Such a pretty little thing, you will make us such beautiful slaves. It has been a while since we have had a human female to breed with, as you can see how excited my friends are to meet you.” He gestured to the small crowd. They jeered and smiled in the dim light, a few of them already stroking their fat club-like cocks.
Mara closed her eyes hoping they would all go away, that this was just a very bad dream she would soon wake up from. But it wasn’t a dream.
The thresher that had been talking to her took right to his purpose. He was already rock hard his member swaying as he walked around behind the helpless girl, hanging down at just the right height for the tip of his cock to bump up against her uncovered pussy. Her calves tied tightly to her thighs, making her lips spread wide in front of him.
He put his hand into a jar filled with some kind of herb oil, and then slathered his dick in it.
“This is special oil girl…Its going to make your muscles softer. Easier to penetrate.” He whispered in her ear as he slowly pushed his cock through her lips and into her opening. She writhed in pain, he was so large he was ripping her poor pussy with each inch he pushed it in. But he slid in quite easily due to the oil. She started to feel waves of heat inside her, relaxing her muscles, and the brute pressed his meat onward inside her.
He began to fuck in and out of her slowly, lengthening her canal with each thrust until he bottomed out in her. She still felt some pain of him hitting her cervix but the muscles didn’t contract, she didn’t strain against his pulsing cock. He smiled and began to fuck her harder, slamming against her as hard as he could, making her scream through the cloth tied in her mouth.
She felt something inside her growing softer, wider. The oil had made its way into her womb and was unclenching her stiffened muscles, allowing more and more of the threshers cock to push into her sore little cunt. He pumped her harder still, more than halfway inside her now, her cervix being smashed wider and wider by the head of his massive cock.
He fucked her as fast as he could sending her body flailing up and down, her breasts smacking against her skin, the leather strip cutting into them with each thrust.
She could feel the tip of his member start to push through the battered opening a little more each time he sank himself deep inside her.
With a few more long violent thrusts, he felt her muscles give way and he ripped right through into her womb. Her whole body spasmed and she fell limp, impaled on his cock, his balls smashed up against her clit, he still pushed further. Her stomach bulged with the full weight of his twenty inch cock buried as far inside her as possible without tearing through the walls of her womb.
He tightend his grip on her hips and clenched his teeth together as he came inside her. His cock, like a hose, spewed pint after pint of thick white hot cum straight into her womb, the pressure forcing the scalding hot semen to expand the soft inner walls. Her belly bulged downward and yet he started to push in an out of her again, cumming and fucking the spraying torrent of sperm deeper into her.
Her belly kept expanding down towards the floor filling with cum. It pressed tightly against the thick leather strap under her breasts cutting into her skin ever so slowly, making her gasp for air against it.
She looked as if she could be almost six months pregnant.He withdrew from her and pulled a chain that was swaying in front of the girl. It dropped the lashing that was holding her her writs above her head, and loosend the leather strap underneath her breasts.
She tipped downwards, the weight of all the cum inside her pressing her stomach into the leather strap so tight she thought she would pass out.
“Don’t you dare spill a drop little slave maker” The thresher said, satisfied with his accomplishment. He had filled her up nice, she was sure to have more than a few fertilized eggs growing inside her after the night was over.
“Gotta keep all this inside you for a little while, make sure it takes hold.” He sneered as he reached a hand down and smacked the taught skin of her belly, then walked away.

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Discarding A Pitiful Bitch

This isn’t my typical style of writing but I was reading a story that was about “snuff”. I told the writer that the story was crap, lacked definition the characters didn’t have any type of personality, and wasn’t even a real snuff story. It want anything but a story filled with hate and death that lacked any direction. So here is my version of a snuff story

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Reverse Summoning Part 2

What’s up folks, just a quick psa: I don’t condone rape, this is simply a story. Also, do not attempt any acts such as choking or hitting unless you and your partner both consent to it and lay down ground rules. Aside from that, make sure to help me out with criticism and other such stuff, as well as notifying me about any egregious grammatical mistakes. Thanks!

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Diary of a Pain Slut – Week Four of Five

When Maddi Miller gets caught doing naked self-bondage under an interstate bridge, the police take her to the psych ward of the local hospital. She is released but has to keep a diary as part of her thirty day evaluation and submit it to her therapist at the end of each week. This is week four of that diary. There are five weeks, each more or less stands on its own, but makes more sense if you have read the previous weeks.

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Forced to be a Fuck Doll III

“You dirty fucking slut. I specifically ordered you not to cum..now look at this mess.” The older man cruelly said while looking down at Ashlynn lying in a puddle of water.
He roughly grabbed her up by her hair and shoved his large dick in her face, “Clean me off, fuck doll.”
Ashlynn, crying again at having orgasmed, started licking at his cock quickly removing all her creamy pussy juice from it. As soon as she was done he ordered back onto the table and pulled out a length of rope from his case. HE tied her hands and arms firmly to the table and then grabbed her legs, folding them over her torso and tied her ankles to her wrists. She was uncomfortable tied with her ass and pussy bare and facing upwards. He reached again into his case and pulled out what seemed to be a small lunch box, reaching inside he pulled out a ziploc bag filled with ice cubes.
“You’ll love this, you nasty cunt.” He smiled as he inserted the first ice cube into her tender and ravaged pussy. Ashlynn squealed and immediately began to buck her hips, as tied as she was she could really only mange to shake her ass and pussy around invitingly.
“See? You love it, you can’t get enough, you disgusting whore.” He placed another ice cube in, and then another, until it seemed her pussy was filled with freezing ice. She began to whine and plead, “Please, take it out, I can’t take it!” She was wiggling around wildly.
“Oh, shut up…you need to get used to the fact that you have no choice anymore…you’re just a piece of fuck meat for me and whoever has the money to pay. And frankly, I’m quite bored with you already…I’ll leave you here like this for the workers to find..I know they love to take liberties with the sloppy goods whenever they can. Maybe I’ll see you again sometime if your next owners don’t completely destroy that cunt of yours.” He slapped her ice filled pussy hard, gathered his stuff, and left.
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Ashlynn lay on the table in shame crying, not knowing whether she wanted the worker men to come find her or not, the ice was starting to melt and she could feel it leaking out of her pussy and form a cold puddle around her. Knowing that the man didn’t even use a condom sickened her..and yet her clit tingled as she remembered her own orgasm. She thought to herself, Am I ever going to be free?
Moments later a man entered the room, one of the workers from earlier but alone this time. As soon as he saw her tied in such a degrading position he started laughing. “Hahaha, Mr. Statler sure likes to have his fun. It still looks like your ass is pretty intact…I guess he wasn’t interested today.” The man walked up to her and put his palm up to her pussy, “Nice and cold…I bet you love that ice in your snatch! Too bad though, cum bucket, we got to get you all cleaned up for tonight. You’ve been invited to a party!” After saying that he forcefully pressed his pal against her lower stomach and the few remaining ice cubes shot out of her pussy and skidded across the floor.
“Home run!!!!”The man laughed as if it were the funniest thing ever and Ashlynn clenched her eyes shut in mortification.
He roughly untied her bonds and dragged her off the table, holding the nape of her neck as if she were a unruly pet. He led her out of the room, down a few hallways and into a large bathroom facility with several shower stalls.
“Alright, get in there as wash up…you liked those ice cubes so much, I’ll let you take a cold shower!” He shoved her into a stall and turned on the water. She yelped as the cold stream hit her and she noticed the man wasn’t budging, just watching her shower. He threw a bar of soap at her and laughed as she scrambled to get it.
Finally after a few minutes and beginning forced to strike degrading poses, her shower was finished. The man had given her some expensive fragranced lotion to put on all over and then gave her some black lace panties to put on.
“What’s going to happen to me now?” She timidly asked the man.
“I told you…you’re going to a party! You’re quite popular, little miss slut. I hope you’ll be friendly for your own sake!” He then put a cloth bag over her head, and covered her with a long coat and then took her threw a door, she felt from air that was outside but she was immediately shoved into a vehicle. Before long she was dragged out, walked up some stairs and was thrown into a room.
The place seemed to be some kind of large penthouse or suite, and very expensive looking. There was a large bar and many cushy chairs and couches. She soon noticed another girl, dressed only in panties as well, sitting on one of the couches.
“Now look here, you got it nice so far…trust me. Unless you want to end up being rabbit fucked by a bunch of greasy truck drivers you’ll do as your told and not be little bitch about it. Now go sit by that other little cunt and try not to get too horny.” He spun her around, pushed her further into room and after slapping her ass left.
The other girl wearily looked at her and moved a bit to make room for Ashlynn. She noticed that they both looked pretty similar, both petite with larger breasts, and pretty faces except for that this other girl was nearly blonde while Ashlynn has black hair. She was going to ask her if she knew where they were or anything at all about the situation, but a large door entered at the opposite end of the room and a crowd of laughing men entered.
“And now, gentlemen, for the entertainment portion of the night!” One of the men said, dressed in an expensive suit. It seemed to Ashlynn that were all clearly drunk.
“Wow, you sure know how to celebrate!” Several of the other men slapped the main one on the back.
The all went to the bar and poured themselves various drinks, Ashlynn counted 12 of them.
“Well, first of all, no pets on the furniture, you sluts!” The main man viciously grabbed each of the girls by one of their nipples and dragged them off the couch. “You’ll be staying on the floor unless we saw otherwise.”
Both of the girls had lost their balance and were now sitting next to each other on the floor in the center of the room. The men gathered around to inspect them. Various hands were reaching out and pinching her nipples, pulling at her hair, and slapping her ass. When they were all satisfied with their observations they all took seats on the surrounding chairs and couches, all facing towards the two girls.
“Well, let’s start the fun. I think a night of games is just what these two little bitches need. They’re both so fucking hot…nice big tits…I wonder who has bigger ones. We’ll just have to find out” There were murmurs of agreements and chuckling.
“Sluts, start getting cozy…don’t let us make you uncomfortable. Kneel towards eachother and start rubbing your tits together…keep your hands behind your backs”
Ashlynn was wide eyed in disbelief, she looked over to the other girl who was already inching near her. She must be more used to this, Ashlynn thought. Remembering what the worker man threatened earlier, she got on her knees and moved toward the other girl as well. The blonde shoved her tits up against Ashlynn’s and began rubbing them in a circular motion. A tingle immediately shot through Ashlynn’s stomach and settled into a warm throbbing in her pussy. The blonde girl has much larger areolas, with larger nipples that were sticking straight out. Ashlynn’s breasts were rounder and firmer, with medium sized areolas and tiny nipples.
“Come on, shake ’em!” A man yelled out.
The girls started to bounce up and down on their knees, causing their tits to flop around, their nipples slapping against eachother. Angrily Ashlynn noticed that she was starting to get damp.
“Alright, that’s enough. I think Blondie win’s the big tit trophy, but the black haired one…let’s call her Fuck Doll, has firmer ones. Now, let’s see about those pussies. Girls, take each other panties down with your teeth,”
Ashlynn looked at the other girl, and then leaned down to her hips and bit down on the side of panties and began to pull down. She barely had her teeth around them when one of the men threw his beer can hard at her head. “No! Pull them down at the crotch, fuck box!”
Ashlynn paused for a second, and then slowly moved her head towards Blondie’s pussy. Blondie spread her legs and Ashlynn tried to bite her panties down without touching her pussy. It was slow and awkward but she finally got them. Then she layed down with her legs spread for Blondie to do the same, Blondie was way more quick about it and Ashlynn felt her teeth and teeth graze her pussy as the panties were ripped down.
“Now, that was a good job!” One of the men yelled while another beer can was thrown at Ashlynn.
“Alright, on your hands and knees, cunts, and present yourselves!!” The men all chuckled.
Ashlynn and the other girl turned around , got on their knees, and spread their cunts.
“Whoa, look at Fuck Doll! She’s already wet! What a fucking dirty little slut!”
The men got up and began prodding the girls’ pussies…Ashlynn felt her lips being tugged and pinched, someone flicked her clit and she winced with pain. Suddenly she felt something wet being poured on her, one of the men had dumped his glass of champagne all over her cunt.
“Lick it off, blondie!”
The other girl started lapping the champagne out of her folds, Ashlynn shuddered with delight as the velvety tongue explored her. Ashlynn was trying to mentally prevent herself from being turned on, but she couldn’t help it. Her eyes were shut tight trying to ignore the sensations when something began lightly slapping her in the face. She opened her eyes to see a large double ended dildo being waved in front of her face by one of the men.
“Open up, bitch.” And before she knew it the toy was shoved down her throat, she immediately started gagging, but the man just keep violently fucking her throat with it. The force he was using caused her body to rock back and forward, shoving her now soaking pussy into the other girl’s face.
“Alright, let’s make them switch. Fuck Doll wants some sloppy wet pussy as well.” One of then roughly grabbed her face and turned her completely around, and another grabbed her by her hair and pulled her face first right onto the Blonde Girl’s damp cunt and began smearing her face around for a moment.
“Tongue fuck that whore!” The men cheered.
She saw the other end of the dildo being shoved into the girls mouth as she was tentatively licking. She had never went down on another girl before and was slightly disgusted at first. Not so much because of the pussy, but she had no idea where this girl had been…knowing that she had been a slave longer than Ashlynn had, who knows where that pussy had been? Quickly enough however, another man shoved her face into her cunt again and Ashlynn began licking more urgently. She noticed that the blonde girl’s clit was extremely swollen, much larger than hers ever got, Ashlynn began to suck on it while pressing her nose into her wet hole.
“Alright, that’ll do.Now let’s see which one of these girls has more school spirit! You sluts are going to fuck this toy pussy to pussy…the first one who cums will be the winner! The loser has to suck every dick here!” The main man announced.
Ashlynn was confused at first but quickly got the picture when the slobbery dildo was shoved deep into her snug pussy…she was pushed to be aligned with the blonde girl, both on all fours. Then another man pushed the other end of the thick dildo into Blondie’s pussy. Finally Ashlynn felt lucky for always cumming so quickly. Both of the girls desperately not wanting to have to choke on all 12 dicks were fucking the dildo wildly. Ashlynn was uses her hands and knees to press back onto the dick madly, she noticed some flashing going on and realized men were taking pictures. Finally, Ashlynn and Blondie were pretty much pussy to pussy and slapping noises were being made when their asses smacked together. She heard the men making bets with one another on who would win, while other were slapping at her bouncing tits. She was beginning to feel the need to climax and began wildly fucking the dildo, no longer embarrassed whatsoever, she was gyrating her hips as well. Finally the first hot wave swept over her and she involuntarily screamed as a stream of hot liquid shot out of her spasming cunt. Hot liquid was literally spraying out of her, something that never happened before, and the panting Ashlynn sank to floor and the dildo popped out of her. Did I just pee, Ashlynn thought to herself.
“Fuck yeah, Go Fuck Doll! She really fucking wanted it! And it definitely wasn’t faked at all, the little bitch in heat squirted all over Blondie’s puss!”
So, that’s what squirting was, Ashlynn thought, she had always believed it was a myth. She looked over at the blonde girl, her pussy and thighs were dripping with Ashlynn juice and she shot Ashlynn a mean but sad look.
“Alright, cunt…you know what you have to do! You will suck each and every one of our cocks and don’t even think of swallowing the cum, you greedy little cum guzzler. Instead your going to spit all of our cum into this bowl, got it?” The main man condescendingly spoke to Blondie while holding a large metal bowl up.
“And you, Fuck Doll…why don’t you amuse the men who are waiting for their turn by showing us exactly how much that little pussy can take?” He nodded towards one of the other men, and he went to grab a large box out of the closet which when opened revealed a quite a number of dildos.
While the blonde girl started sucking her first cock, Ashlynn was handed a long rubber dick probably about 2 inches wide. Ashlynn lay before the men where her knees bent and legs spread wife open and she easily placed the first toy in. She was quickly handed another of about the same time, it was slightly painful but she got it in. Then she was handed some some rubber attached beads, these were quite a bit more difficult to get it. He hole was straining to keep all of it in, but the odd shape of it all prevented it from sliding out. She couldn’t help but feel like such a whore laying there spread out before a bunch of random men with 3 dildos shoved up her snatch.
“That cunt needs to be stretched out, Fuck Doll. Let’s keep it all in there for awhile!”
“I think she should get up and crawl around with all that hanging out of her pussy!”
Getting the hint, Ashlynn awkwardly got on all fours…clenching tightly to keep the toys in place, and began crawling around on the floor to give the men a view.
“Shake that ass, slut!” The men cheered.
Ashlynn shook her ass around, the dildos flopping up against her thighs and pussy for all the men to see.
“Whoa, I think you’re making Blondie jealous! A dick in her mouth isn’t enough to keep her satisfied! Crawl over and pick a toy to fuck her ass with!”
Ashlynn could hear the blonde girl moan with dismay while a fat dick was throat fucking her mercilessly but she slowly crawled to the toy box anyways. All of the smaller toys were already shoved up Ashlynn’s cunt so she really didn’t have anything nice to choose from, but she finally settled on a plain smooth dildo…pretty thick at probably about 4 inches…but at least it didn’t have spikes and things on it like the others. She then crawled over to the blonde girl, sucking another cock with cum dribbling down her face, and rose the toy up.
“Hey, hey, hey! Getting a bit carried away there, huh? You gotta lube her asshole up first, stupid slut. Start licking! Stick that ass out, blondie!”
Ashlynn was not about ready to lick someone’s asshole and she stared at the man with a blank look on her face. “Oh? Maybe you want the dildo in your ass, you greedy little cunt?” The man taunted.
Ashlynn didn;t hesitate to start licking the blonde girls puckered hole, she tried to spread as much saliva as she could on the girl’s asshole and finally one of the men said it was enough.
She rose the giant dildo up to Blondie’s asshole and began twisting it in…Blondie moaned with discomfort much to the pleasure of the man who’s dick she was sucking. Obviously Blondie had been anally fucked many times before becase even though it was going in slowly, it was going….Ashlynn didn’t even think it would fit in her virgin ass. After about a minute almost the entire length of the huge toy was crammed up Blondie’s ass and Ashlynn could see the taut skin around her asshole strained tight.
After Blondie had moved on to yet another dick the men began to cheer, “Shoot it out, blonde bitch! Tighten that asshole!” Ashlynn watched the blonde girl wince as she tried to tighten her stomach and asshole and grunt with effort, then the large dildo was forcefully pressed out of her ass.
“YEAH!!!! Now let’s see that asshole!!!”
Ashlynn watched as some of the men spread the blonde girl’s ass cheeks to reveal a gaping asshole…Ashlynn was amazed.
“Alright, that’s the last cock to be sucked! Now it’s time for the winner to have her prize!”
Ashlynn looked around fearfully, what prize?
“Alright, fuck doll, on your back!” a man yelled at her.
As soon as she lay on her back, two men grabbed her ankles and yanked them up and towards her head. Her ass and pussy were spread and up in the air and she was looking around wildly. The three didos were ripped out of her cunt, leaving it gaping and hanging wide open.
“Blondie, go grab the funnel over there. Hurry!”
Once the main man had the large funnel he mercilessly stabbed it into Ashlynn’s wide pussy.
“Alright, cum slut, your dream has come true! We’re going to dump all our jizz into your nasty cum thirsty pussy!”
“No!!! No!!! Please don’t!” Ashlynn yelled, it seemed so dirty and degrading to have all that sperm inside her…she wasn’t even on birthcontrol.
The men just laughed and the metal bowl full of sperm was handed to blonde girl.
“Go ahead, bitch. Don’t get jealous, just pour it in your friend’s filthy snatch!”
And with that the bowl was dumped into the funnel, and Ashylnn could feel the cold ooze creeping into her. It took awhile to all drain in, but when it did Ashlynn felt completely filled up with the cold and sticky cream. Instead of letting her legs go immediately, one of the men produced a thick black cunt plug and jammed it into her pussy trapping all the jizz inside. Then the two men holding her legs let go and left Ashlynn laying on the floor filled with all their cum. All the men were joking around with each other and barely paying the two girls any more attention all left the pent house.

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Fantasm

Club Fatale

Club Fatale
Chapter One – The Trip
I woke on the morning of my trip with an excitement that I had not felt since the days of my youth. It was the kind of joy that a boy feels on Christmas morning, just before he rushes downstairs to see if Santa Clause left presents for him. And he knows instinctively that great and wondrous things were waiting for him.
Today was that day.
All my forty years of life had led me to this. High school. College. Business school. Six-figure salary. My first million. And on and on. But all of that paled in comparison to thrill that I was feeling today. As I packed my bags, I struggled desperately to restrain the excitement that was threatening to tear me apart.
“You’re really leaving, aren’t you, daddy?”
I turned to the sweet brunette that stood in the doorway to my bedroom. Sixteen and slender, with long legs and a trim waist, she made quite the picture.
But no, I wasn’t thinking of my daughter, Jacqueline, in that way. Not at all.
“Sweetie, I have a very important business trip,” I said. “I don’t want to leave you, but you know my responsibilities.”
“Of course, daddy,” she said. “Have a nice trip.”
She kissed me and left.
I gathered my things and was about to call for Kelly, my driver. Just then, I remembered the case in my safe. I couldn’t leave without that. It would be necessary when I reached my final destination.
All the way to the airport, I could think of nothing but my destination. Even the normally arousing thoughts of Kelly’s legs, lips and tits couldn’t hold my attention.
When I arrived at the airport, I saw the private jet that had been sent for me. Two very attractive blondes met me as I boarded. Jana and Karina. I learned that they were both Swedish, both sisters and that both had been sent specifically for me.
We took off for the Island.
“We expect a flight time of three hours and twenty minutes, Mr. Anderson,” Jana said. Or was it Karina? They weren’t twins, but it was still hard to tell them apart. It was Jana, I decided. She smiled at me. “Would you like some refreshing champagne to wet your whistle? Or a refreshing pair of lips?”
“The lips sound better,” I said.
Jana went down on me right there. Her luscious lips slurped me inside and pleasured me with a sweet vacuum. As she did, Karina came up behind me and caressed my shoulders. I held off for almost ten minutes before filling Jana’s mouth with come. She pulled off and smiled up at me, her lips flecked with white.
“I can’t believe that just happened,” I said.
“We were told to take care of you in every way possible,” Karina said.
“And,” Jana continued. “Our masters demand obedience from us. We aspire to be very good slut slaves.”
“Does that mean that you are obedient to me?” I asked.
“Most definitely, Master,” Jana said while caressing my cock. “Give either of us a command and we will obey.”
“Then I want Karina on her knees and sucking my cock like you just did. And I want you on your back, licking your sister’s pussy.”
Smiling, the sisters performed for me. I tried many different positions. In fact, I was fucking Karina’s pussy and bouncing her up and down on my cock as we arrived and landed on the island.
Chapter Two – The Forbidden Island
“Mr. Anderson? Mr. Evan Anderson, it is so good to finally meet you, sir!”
The man who greeted me was a few years older than me and heavier, with prematurely white hair and piercing blue eyes. He was English, as evidenced by his accent.
We shook hands.
“Jana and Karina treated you well, I take it?”
“Ah, yes,” I said. “Most agreeably.”
“Good, good,” the man said. “I would so dislike having to punish them, at least before it is their time. After all, punishment should be enjoyed by all!”
“And your name is, sir?” I asked.
“Oh, so sorry, my dear chap,” he said. “You can call me Mr. Lloyd, sir. Former Royal Navy Commander.”
“And you are a client, here?” I asked.
“We call them owners,” Lloyd said, “for the clients do indeed own the Club and the Island. And no, I am not an owner, merely the administrator of this facility. Jana! Karina! Take Mr. Anderson’s bags to his bungalow.”
The two girls each took a bag and headed off happily, their shapely calves flashing in the evening light of the tropical paradise.
We both watched them go.
“You do have the payment, Mr. Anderson?” Lloyd prompted.
“Right here, Mr. Lloyd,” I said.
“Oh, it’s just Lloyd, sir,” he said. “And thank you, very much!” He opened the briefcase and surveyed the money. “Everything seems to be in order. Quite a tidy sum, isn’t it?”
“Ten million dollars,” I said. “I do hope your facilities are worth it.”
“Oh, I wouldn’t worry, sir,” Lloyd assured me. “You’ll find them quite stimulating. And Jana and Karina will be at your disposal, quite literally, during your stay here.”
“Tell me about the island, Mr. Lloyd.” I said.
“What do you wish to know?”
“Everything,” I said. “From the beginning.”
“From the beginning?” he asked. “Very well, then. This little island, which the Commodore has somewhat dramatically named ‘the Forbidden Island’ is the home to Club Fatale: the world’s one and only snuff resort. Absolutely any woman that you dream of can be found here, or procured for you. And she will be yours, absolutely, to do with as you wish. Fuck her, beat her, enslave her or snuff her, it’s all up to you: you are truly limited only by your desires and your whim. Even our staff is available for the pleasure of the owners.”
“And I could carry this out however I wish, Mr. Lloyd?” I asked. “And to whomever I wish? Say, to her, for example.”
I pointed to a young lady walking towards us. She had fiery red hair and a tennis racket in one hand. She wore a short white skirt and a cotton blouse. A tight black collar was wound about her neck. She looked as if she were on her way for some practice. As she got closer, I could read her nametag: Patricia.
The girl stopped when I pointed. Her face fell at my look and she put her hands behind her back and hung her head in a sort of submissive pose.
“Of course you would be allowed to, sir,” Lloyd said. “We aim to please. But I must caution you. It will take some time to learn the finer points of snuffing, sir. There are classes to be taken and tests to be passed, after which time you will be granted full membership and accorded status in the Club. And, of course, you must respect the property of others. Any girl wearing a black collar is the property of the Club and is, therefore, free for use. Excessive snuffing of the staff will bring cautions and eventually warnings from myself or the Commodore. But you can safely expect that a girl per week is well within limitations, with unrestricted sexual use. Any girl wearing a colored collar is off limits unless express permission is given by her owner. Which I don’t think will be a problem with most owners, sir. Most are free with their girls’ attentions. Just don’t ask to snuff them; it’s an insult unless invited. White-collars, of course, are the most important to look out for.”
“What does the white mean?” I asked.
“It signifies that the girl is one of the Commodore’s personal concubines. Under no circumstances are you to dally with a white-collar unless the Commodore himself allows and wishes you to. Which would be a rare treat, indeed.”
“I see,” I said. I put my fingers to the chin of the redheaded girl. “It would be a thrill to snuff her, right here and now…”
The girl looked at me, her eyes filled with dread. Still, her body pose was submissive.
“But, I suppose that you are right, Mr. Lloyd,” I said, finally. “I shouldn’t jump in head first.”
“As you say, sir,” Lloyd responded. He nodded and the girl continued on her way, an extra spring in her step.
As we kept walking, I was treated to many exotic sights. Beautiful girls from all over the world were present, lounging in the pools, playing indoor and outdoor games with several patrons of the Club.
One and all, the girls were beautiful.
“And where do you get such fine ladies, Mr. Lloyd?”
“Our source of Femmes — that’s what we call them, for obvious reasons — is a world-wide system of criminal enterprises. Brothels, of course, are a prime source. Sex traffickers also provide many fine Femmes. But we do a large amount of recruiting from colleges and universities all around the world. The Femmes never know that they are being recruited as snuff-puppets, of course. The tennis player we met, Trisha, she was a medical student at Dartmouth. She believed that she was being recruited for medical missionary work in South Africa. We appropriated her. On paper, she had a run in with the soldiers of a local dictator and was unfortunately killed.”
I was silent as we walked down to the beach. Several large bonfires were already being prepared. I asked Lloyd what for and he told me that there was a party tonight: BBQ, drinking and girls. Lots of girls.
We stopped at the bar for an early drink and were served by a black-collar with midnight hair and tanned skin that spoke of her Caribbean ancestry.
“I think I’ll take a blowjob with my drink…” I said, struggling to read her nametag.
“Sophia.”
Quickly, the dark-haired woman knelt and embraced me with her lips.
“She’s a fine specimen, sir,” Lloyd said. “One of our best when it comes to oral stimulation. I snuffed her sister myself, just last week. Tossed her right into the fire, just over there, hands and feet bound after the best blowjob of my life. She screamed like the very devil, while Sophia there cleaned my cock with her lips.”
I thought about the deliciousness of seeing something like that as I came in the brunette’s mouth. She choked on my come.
“Back to work, lass,” Lloyd said. “I need another tequila.”
Sophia hurried to prepare a drink for the man who had murdered her sister.
Just then, two men passed by with three women in tow. The younger man stopped and spoke.
“Lloyd!” he said. “Long time, no see, mate. How’s it going?”
“Just great, sir!” Lloyd said. “Jacob, I want you to meet Mr. Evan Anderson. Mr. Anderson, this is Mr. Jacob Nelson. His distinguished companion is Mr. Dan Gates.”
“Call me Jake,” the younger man said.
“Dan,” the white-haired man said.
“Evan,” I responded, and shook hands with both.
Behind Jake was a sumptuous blonde woman in a yellow dress. I noticed that she was wearing a blue collar. She had devastating good looks and sultry eyes and I wagered that she was a handful in bed.
Dan Gates had a pair of brunettes that bore red collars about their necks. They were petite, but had beautiful faces just right for fucking. They wore red blouses, short skirts and black fuck-me heels.
“Mr. Nelson has been abroad for several weeks,” Lloyd informed me. “Somewhere in the middle east, I believe. Somewhere that there are no women to speak of.”
“I made it back just in time,” Jacob said. “It’s Bonfire Night, tonight.”
“What is Bonfire Night?” I asked.
“Best night of the week, sir,” Lloyd said.
Jacob winked at me. “I don’t know if you’d believe me, Evan. You’ll just have to see for yourself. But Lloyd’s right, it’s a great time!”
I chatted with Lloyd, Dan and Jacob until Bonfire Night began. I discovered that Jake had been a member in the Club for only a couple of years. He was one of the newest, while Dan Gates was one of the original ten members of the club. The blonde’s name was Kelly. The brunettes were Teri and Tori.
Before I knew it, Bonfire Night started.
As the fires were lit, a young brunette girl was brought out. Her clothes were quickly torn away from her and she was passed from man to man. She made a pretty sight, as she rode each patron’s cock for a minute or two.
“Are you going to participate, Evan?” Jacob asked.
“I thought I’d just watch the first time,” I responded. I didn’t really know how it worked here.
“Then could you do me a favor?”
“Sure,” I said.
“Watch Kelly for me,” he said. “She likes to run away if I leave her unattended, and I just have to join in. Feel free to use her how you like.”
Jacob quickly joined the horde of men enjoying themselves by abusing the girl. They crowded around her, fucking her holes and rubbing her tits and body. She was bent over and her face was fucked mercilessly.
More patrons gathered around her, rubbing the girl’s face and lips with cocks and fucking her throat until she cried out and nearly suffocated. Finally they knelt her in the sand and bukkaked her face in groups of twos and threes. There were nearly thirty men there, all of them with raging hard-ons.
“Last call!” one man yelled out.
He pulled her head back and held her for the others, as they dumped loads of semen onto her until her mouth filled up and overflowed.
The girl struggled, but with one man holding her face up and another pinching her nose, it was clear that she was doomed. She sputtered and spit, but more semen was ejaculated on her face every few seconds, and each time a man turned away, spent, another took his place with a hard, semen-filled cock.
Finally, the convulsing brown-haired girl was still. She had drowned in the horde’s jizm, her knees in the sand. The men cheered her sacrifice and a pointed steel spit was brought out. In no time, the girl was impaled upon it and stretched out over the fire to roast. She was declared the queen of the night, the feast of honor.
It was all utterly fascinating to me.
As I watched, I fucked Kelly. The buxom girl bounced up and down on my cock, then knelt to finish me with a blowjob. She sucked the come from my shaft just as the brunette girl breathed her last.
Dan finished with his load in Teri’s waiting mouth and Lloyd ejected his come into the borrowed Tori’s pussy.
Jacob returned, covered in sweat.
I was still staring at the girl, unable to take my eyes off of her. “Who was she?” I asked Jacob when he returned.
“Beverly, I think,” Jacob said. “She had a way with her mouth, let me tell you!”
“Poor cousin Beverly,” Kelly said with a tear in her eye.
I looked at Kelly and my cock grew hard again. Had I really come in the mouth of this beautiful blonde as her brunette cousin was snuffed? I shook my head at the surreal nature of this wondrous place.
I watched Kelly’s lithe cousin as she roasted on the spit, rotated by two female chefs who continually prodded her body to make sure she would be evenly done.
Into the night, I drank and ate Beverly stakes.
Jacob declared them the best he had had in his life and offered some to Kelly, who merely shook her head and cried. In the end, Jacob face-fucked Kelly and came on her lips as he ate the last of her cousin’s meat.
We all chatted and Dan passed his girls around. I got to fuck Teri and Tori that night and Kelly, again. I luxuriated in her tears as I ejaculated into her pussy.
More girls were brought out to be face-fucked and raped. Several were snuffed.
Finally, I returned to my bungalow and fucked Jana and Karina deep into the night, high on the depravities that I had witnessed on the wonderful Forbidden Island.

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Sex Restriction

He stood there, licking his lips knowing that this whore was his. He took his hand high up and pow! Her ass was beet red. He loved the fact that she was dripping wet on his lap.
“Please, Master stop. It hurts.” She begged him, tears falling down her cheeks. “Please, I’m sorry. I’m a dirty whore. Please just stop.” She kept repeating it all over and over again.
He smiled. He loved to see her writhe on his lap. She disobeyed him and now it’s time for her punishment.
“Oh little girl, you broke the rules. I can’t just let you off so easily. Now let your punishment continue or I’ll double it. You know we still aren’t done.” He slapped her left cheek hard, she grunted and groaned.
She tried to hold her tears back in but they just kept flowing. Her punishment was only beginning and she was dreading it.
“Now let’s see how many rules did you break?” He asked as he rubbed her sore ass cheeks. SLAP! “You wore underwear today. That’s one,” SLAP! “
“Sorry! I’m so sorry, Master.”
“ Shh. I don’t want to hear your excuses, whore. You came to me five minutes late.” SLAP! “ You haven’t been going to class,” SLAP! “You’ve been partying too much,” SLAP! “You let a guy fuck you and you didn’t let him pay you like I told you.” SLAP!
“Master I’m sorry. I know I’ve been bad. Thank you for the punishment.” She knew she couldn’t do anything to change his mind.
She loved being punished by her master.
He rubbed her ass cheeks again. He felt her wetness on his finger. Plop! He pushed it inside her and she moaned.
“Now another one? Oh little girl, you’re being very naughty. Master is quite displeased with you.” SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
He eventually got into a rhythm where he’d finger her until she was about to cum and slap her ass cheeks ten times.
“Now does my little slut like this?” He asked with lustful eyes over his prize.
“Yes, Master I do. So very, very much.” she moaned.
“Well then this won’t do. Get off of me, slut. Sit on the floor like a good pet. I want your ass touching the floor.” He wanted to see her suffer for a bit. He liked how she still has so much spirit. He wanted to break it so very badly.
She did as she was told. He legs weak from the pain and she slowly put her ass against the floor slowly but he pushed her. She screamed as she felt the cold floor on her ass. She looked at her Master with pleading eyes but just sat up and sat there. She wanted him.
“Slave, who owns you?” he asked in his most domineering voice.
“You do Master. You own me. Thank you for owning me, Master.”
“Yes, I do. Now why do you keep breaking the rules, slave?”
“Because I’m a worthless slut that likes to break the rules.”
“Don’t give me that bullshit answer, you fucking whore. You know it’s because you’re a whore and you like being punished. Don’t you bitch?” His face was right in front of hers. His face was red and he had his hand around her throat. She couldn’t help but look down. She knew to never look at her Master right at his eyes.
“Yes, Master. I’m a whore and I like being punished. Thank you, Master.” She had trouble saying it but he loosened his grip on her neck.
He re-griped her neck tighter and threw her on the floor. She cried and cried at how easily her Master was throwing her. He looked at her with such lust. He just wanted to fuck her but he knew that she had to learn her lesson.
NEVER DISOBEY YOUR MASTER!
“So did you learn your lesson yet, little girl?” He asked her in a hushed tone.
“Yes, Master. I’ve learned my lesson. I’ll never disobey you again.” She said as she got onto her knees with her head down.
He dragged her outside where everyone could see her naked body. Her 32C cups dangling in the air. Her well curved body ready for the ravenous eyes of strangers.
“Whore, do you like it when people watch you get fucked?” He whispered into her ear as he licked it.
As she was about to answer, he bit her ear. He bit her hard. Then kissed and licked her neck.
“Answer me, you fucking whore!” He bit her harder, drawing a bit of blood.
She loved it when her Master bit her. It sent thrills all over her body. She bit her lips and tried to say no but the words wouldn’t come out. She wanted to cum.
So…very…very…badly.
“No, Master.”
“Well slave this isn’t for your enjoyment. It’s mine. Get on your fucking knees and spread them cheeks wide. You’re going to get fucked hard and everyone will know you are nothing but a dirty whore.” He barked his order at her.
She did as she was told. The ground touching her. She felt dirty. She is dirty. A dirty slut. She wondered what hole her Master would use today. She opened both holes wide open for him.
He looked at her from behind and loved the sight. Her ass spread open for him to use whenever he wanted. He had the good life.
SLAP!
“Are you going to disobey me again, whore?”
“No, Master.” She meekly said.
He put a finger in her asshole. God it was nice and tight. He wiggled it in there. Another one came in. Then another intruder. And another. He almost had his hole hand in her asshole. Spit made the best lube of all. It was always there when you needed it.
He started fisting that ass. She moaned and groaned at the pain. Crying won’t help her. It would only draw attention. She tried to be quiet enough so the neighborhood won’t hear her.
“What are you?”
“I’m a filthy anal slut, Master.” She said very quietly.
“I can’t hear you. Maybe you should yell it out.” He said as he went faster.
With his other hand he inserted a finger in her wet cunt. It went in so easily. He slipped his whole hand in so much faster.
The double fisting has begun.
“Whore! Fucking answer me!” He fisted her harder and faster.
“I’M A FILTHY ANAL SLUT, MASTER!!!” She screamed.
She saw a neighbor look out their window. It was Mrs. Humphrey, the neighborhood gossip. Everyone will know what she’s done.
She was close. She just wanted to burst. Holding it wasn’t an option.
“Master, may I please cum?” She asked as sweetly as she could.
“Oh, so my whore likes being fisted outside? My word! You are such a dirty slut!” He took his hands out of her used holes.
“Suck my cock slave. NOW!” He yelled.
She immediately went for his hard cock. Hoping that if she did a good job, he’d let her cum.
She went slowly at first, slightly grazing her teeth on the head, oh so gently. She knew her Master loved that. She flicked her tongue at the hole then took the whole thing down her mouth. She gagged yet again. She still couldn’t deep throat her Master. She needed to practice. She kept trying until it felt easier.
Breath through your nose.
She bobbed her head up and down. She used her succulent lips on his cock. She played with his balls and licked them. She sucked on them very gently as her hands pleased his cock.
She loved sucking his cock. This was her favorite part of every session.
She kept at it like her life depended on it. She wanted to please her Master.
He slapped her face with his left hand then his right. He left hand prints of her face. He grabbed her by the hair and kissed her. He spat at her face.
“Open your mouth. Take my cum. I want it in your mouth for the next five minutes.”
He came onto her tongue and wave after wave it kept on going. She knew not to miss a drop. She swallowed his cock into her mouth before a drop was lost. She loved the taste of her Master. He always tasted sweet and never bitter.
She reminded herself to eat more sweet fruits.
She kneeled outside as he cleaned himself up.
She heard people pass by and people call out to her. There were even some teenaged boys oogling her. She heard one of them say, “She looks fuckin’ hot, bro. I’d love to eat that pussy.”
Those comment went on.
Mothers passed by with their children and called her a harlot, a slut…well you get the drift.
Her Master saw the people come and go. He let her stay like that for fifteen minutes.
He took her things and put it in a bag. He opened his door and dropped the bag on the floor.
“Show me what’s inside your mouth.”
She opened her mouth and his cum was still there. He patted her head.
“Good slut. Now swallow it for Master. You took your punishment well today. Are you going to be a bad girl again?” He asked her sweetly.
“No, Master. Thank you for the punishment, Master.” She said happily.
He kissed her on the lips and held her close to his body. His hand wondered to her ass and begun to rub the soreness away.
“Get dressed.”
She grabbed the bag and went inside. She took her shorts and tank top out. She was about to put them on but she felt the stinging pain on her bum.
Bruises began to appear on her ass and various places. He left his mark well.
He told her to lay on his lap. He grabbed ointment and began rubbing her ass. He rubbed each and bit of her sore body. He began to play with her clit.
She moaned and thanked her Master for playing with her.
“Get on the couch. I’m hungry.”
She opened her legs wide for her Master. She was excited. She did a good job and her Master was giving her a reward.
He traced her lips and began to lick her little clit. The juices were flowing. She wanted to cum and he knew it wouldn’t take long. He took his time. He’d lick at one spot, kiss at another, finger her but it all was very slowly.
She wanted to yell. She wanted to push his head down her aching pussy. She wanted to cum.
He laughed at her reactions every time he pulled away. Her eyes like a lost puppy. He couldn’t hold back. He ravaged that tight cunt of hers. Licking and sucking. Biting and slapping.
Her legs all wobbly from moving around. She couldn’t even feel the pain on her ass anymore. She wanted to cum in his mouth. She was wanted to taste her pussy on his lips.
He eagerly ate her pussy. Teasing her and pleasing her until she was at the point of no return.
“Master, may I cum?”
He looked at her and nodded his head. He ate her out with his talented tongue. His expert mouth knew her weak spots. He knew she won’t be able to last long.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
She screamed and started to jerk her body. Her breathing was ragged, her toes curled, back arched. Her orgasm took her fully.
He smiled at his creation.
“Thank you so much, Master!” She said with the biggest smile on her face.
“I’m glad you enjoyed that. Now get dressed.”
“Yes, Master.” She took her clothes and eagerly put them on.
He looked at her getting dressed and missed her naked flesh. His marks stayed hidden but how he wished to show people his property. This slut was his.
She finished getting dressed and took her bag. She was near the door when her Master came to her.
He kissed her lips and said his final threat.
“You can’t cum for the next week, filthy whore. If I find out you break another one of my rules…things will get worse for you.”
“Yes, Mas–.”
He shut the door before she could even finish. She stood there.
“I love you.” She whispered.

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Creating a slave, chapter 3

Creating a Slave Chapter 3.
Kim woke up lying in her cell. She kept her eyes closed and thought about the actions earlier. She had no idea if it was yesterday or only a few hours ago. Judging by the pain left in her sore body, it was only a few hours. Her entire torso was on fire, the pain from the whip and other things was still wrecking her.
she finally opened her eyes and took in her cell, nothing seemed to have changed from the last time. `you are finally awake?’, Kim shot up and looked where the voice came from. There in the far corner of the cell sat a beautiful girl, long locks of burnt blond hair, a bit younger than her, dressed in nothing but hookers clothes and looking intently at her. “who are you?”. ‘I no longer have no name’ she replied, ‘I have no more need for one, I am the property of my master, just as you are’. ‘If it comforts you, you may think up a name’.
Kim was shocked by this answer, this beautiful girl, so young, had completely surrendered to this monster that had captured not only her it seemed. “What do you mean, no name. everybody has a name, don’t you remember how your mother called you?” ‘mother? I have no more memories than with my master.’ Kim was even more scared, this girl didn’t even remember her own mother. “Why are you here?” ‘To make sure you were alright, the master doesn’t want you to be hurt this soon’ the girl replied. ‘Are you in pain of some sort’ the girl continued. “Those whiplashes still hurt like a bitch, but further I am physically okay I think” Kim answered. ‘Physically, but not mentally?’ the girl questioned. “no, why would anyone do this, you don’t abduct people and make them your slaves. But never mind, the police will come here and arrest him.” ‘I hate to tell you this, but you aren’t even in the united states anymore. Not in Mexico or Canada either. The American police cant rescue you here.’
The world for Kim collapsed. It seemed like an eternity before she moved, and then she moved to cover her face because she was bawling her eyes out. Her one hope, the police, was just removed from her. “then what about the military? Or the CIA or….” ‘They will not come.’ “I need to think this over” Kim said to the girl. ‘There is nothing to think on, you are property not a human being. I was instructed by master to make sure you were unhurt. This seems to be the case so I will leave now.’
The slave girl walked through the door and left Kim alone in her cell.
Kim was crying hysterically and slowly taking in her situation. She was abducted by a unknown man, not in the USA anymore, not even in North America. She was in an unknown complex, with guards and at least one more slave. The man seemed to want her as a sex slave, or just using it to break her. But the worst part was that she didn’t know why her? Why for gods sake her? She never hurt the man, she never even met him. The more she thought, the more angry she got, the more violent her fantasy’s became.
The slave girl exited the cell and saw her master standing next to the door. She quickly got on her spread knees and put her hands behind her head. Her master didn’t say anything to her, just grabbed a hold of her hair and dragged her towards a room. She was cooperating as much as she could, but the master was angry for some reason. “Go get my cattle prod” he shouted at her. She quickly obeyed. The cattle prod was a unique design, in stead of two metal pins at the end it had a bulb like end. The slave girl immediately knew what was going to happen. She didn’t like this punishment, but she was property and could not think for herself. The normal version of this punishment was just putting the end to her skin, witch would hurt like a bitch but that’s it. The more severe version was the insertion of the end in her cunt. That wouldn’t hurt like a bitch, but like 10 bitches.
“Bend forward and hold your ankles”. John positioned the cattle prod in front of her worthless cunt. At the last moment he changed his mind, he took away the device and spit on it. He then rammed it without any mercy in the slave’s asshole. He turned on the electricity and drank in the glorious screams. “Do you know why I’m punishing you?” John asked the twitching slave. ‘No master, I do not.’
“What were your orders with the new property?” ‘To be kind to her, check if she was hurt anywhere and …. Oh. master, please punish this fleshbag anyway you want. It has not done its duty.’ “You were not to take away her hope of escape. But no trouble, now I have an excellent idea to break her down even further.” John began to laugh while he pulled out several knives, needles and whips. “I’m going to show dear Kim why she shouldn’t disobey me”.
Kim was abruptly torn from her happy vicious fantasy’s by the arrival of a guard. A bag was placed over her head and she was lead back to the torture room she guessed. When they entered the room she was shoved roughly on a huge triangular piece of wood, the top angle was covered in stainless steel. Her feet were tied to the ground and her hands behind her back. She couldn’t move an inch, not that she wanted, that would hurt very much. He then gagged her mouth with duct tape.
‘Welcome back dear new toy, I brought you now because of an unfortunate incident involving you. You see, this meat behind me told you that you had no hope of escape. That was my job, I had planned this whole thing and that stupid cow behind me ruins, a small, but nevertheless a part of your torture. This meat disobeyed my direct command. It will be punished, and because I am never without a backup, you get to watch. This is what you get for disobedience.’
Kim looked in horror at the slave girl. She was blindfolded, standing naked upright with her hands chained to the ceiling and a spreader bar around her ankles. Kim didn’t need to see the girls eyes to know she was terrified. John got behind the slave and without any warning plunged a needle through her left nipple. Not in the way a piercing would go, but straight in her chest. Without waiting for a scream or a beg for mercy he did the same thing with the right nipple. The screams were deafening. There were no words in them, just primal screams. ‘I coated the needles with a little bit of salt before plunging them in, if you wondered.’ He then pulled out the needles and got a ball of yarn and a stitching needle. ‘what do you think is going to happen now, new toy?’ Kim gave no answer, still in shock over the ruthless attitude of John. ‘speak up or it is going to happen to you!’ “you are going to stitch her nipples together?” ‘hahaha, no way worse than that, that’s childsplay. I’m going to stitch her pussy and normal lips together. Starting with her normal ones.
The girl, Kim couldn´t believe it, got even more frightened. But she knew better than to speak back to her owner, he would be even more creative. “You see, dear new toy, I train my toys to obey me, but never take away the fear of me. I like it more that way, you get even better en more satisfying screams. John took hold of the girls hair and yanked it backwards, the needle dangerously close to her lips. He pushed the needle slowly through her bottom lip and back through the upper lip. After that he repeated it until her mouth was completely sown together. Blood was trickling down over her chin and into her neck. Tears rolled out the poor girls eyes, John licked them up with great satisfaction.
“Now, time to start down there, don’t you think, new toy?” Kim was crying too by now, the girl may have taken away her entire hope of rescue, but she didn’t deserve this. “Crying already now, it has only just begun. Don’t look away, this is the fun part. But you know what people say, safety first.” He then put a small spreader bar in between the inner thighs of the slave. “Now my hands won’t get clamped” he laughed. The stitching lasted about two minutes in real life, but to Kim and especially the slave girl it lasted an eternity. “That is what I call a pretty sight” John called. There was not much blood, just a few tiny drops, but it was enough to show Kim just how painful it had been.
John walked around the slave again and got two pieces of rope from a table. He proceeded to tie the girls ankles to the floor. After that he unchained her arms. “Bend forward and spread your ass” John commanded. He then walked over behind Kim and got a bullwhip. “Time for some target practice” he whispered in Kim’s ear. Kim didn’t know whether the slave girl knew what to expect but when the first strike landed directly on the girls asshole she let out an unprecedented howl. The stitching on her mouth began to bleed a little harder, a clear sign the yarn was cutting further into her flesh. “Right on the money the first time, I should go to Vegas with that luck. Only fourteen to go, of course if they miss they don’t count.” John said. John needed 22 strikes to complete his own challenge. Blood now flowed freely over the girls face, mixing with her tears and going into her hair and to the ground.
Not really wanting to damage his property further John decided to remove the stitching. But in stead of cutting through all the yarn he just loosened one end of it and pulled it all the way through, letting the yarn cut even further in her flesh. The second the last yarn came out of her mouth John rammed an O-gag in the girls mouth. He took out his cock and started to pound the girls throat. He occasionally rammed it all the way in and kept it there till the girl turned blue. He would give her a second to catch her breath before doing it again. Finally he couldn’t hold his orgasm anymore and shot it over the girls lips. The girl began screaming yet again, Kim didn’t really understand at once, she never blew a guy till he came, just to get him hard. “a guy’s cum is quite salty” John explained at seeing her confused face.
John thought the girl was punished enough now, all the anger he had was gone and Kim seemed to understand not to disobey him. She was not broken, not by a long shot however, he still had so much fun to plan with is new toy. He called the guard back into the room and had Kim removed from the wooden device she was on. Then John got a great idea, the stitching was still in the girls cunt. He told the guard to wait with bringing Kim back to her cell and quickly pulled out the yarn from the slaves cunt. John walked out of the room and returned with a strap-on, he attached it to Kim and moved her behind the still tied up slave, cunt bleeding fresh drops of blood on the floor. “Fuck this girl till you absolutely can’t move anymore” John commanded Kim. Kim was looking like deer in a headlight until she remembered that she could be next with the torture. Extremely disgusted with herself and feeling very, very guilty to the slave she moved directly behind the girl. John put the tip of the dildo against the girls cunt and Kim slammed it home. A strange pain filled moan came out of the slaves mouth. John also heard the slight pleasure in the moan and told Kim to stop. When she pulled out he realigned the rubber cock with the slaves still raw asshole. Kim hesitated now, clearly even more disgusted with the idea of fucking another girls asshole than the previous. She shouldn’t have waited, John had already swung his whip. Landing on Kim’s right butt cheek she instinctively jumped forward, pushing the cock in the slave’s ass. The girl let out a pain filled whimper, witch seemed to please John. “Now move those hips” John commanded. Kim obeyed and for the first time in her life she fucked a girl. Kim moved for all she was worth and could keep slamming the girl for about seven minutes.
“That is enough” John said. Kim immediately pulled out and collapsed exhausted on the floor. Not two seconds later the slave joined her laying on the floor. Put both back in the same cell John said to the guard.

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