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Sara’s face was covered in tears and you could see the pained expression on her face. She lay hog-tied on the floor of her home. She had a ring gag in her mouth, keeping it open. She was still dressed. Her arms were yanked up high behind her. Her wrists had been bound tightly, secured with heavy hemp rope. A spreader bar was attached between her knees; it was over three feet long, keeping her open and spread. A rope was attached to each ankle, the other end attached to her bound wrists. The rope had been pulled tight, forcing Sara’s body into a tight bow. A rope had been wrapped around her neck using a slipknot. The other end was attached to the spreader bar; it pulled taunt, forcing Sara to keep her head up. When she tired, her head would fall; the rope would tighten on her neck until she began to gasp for air. She would be forced to raise her head high again, straining to maintain the position. Her daughter Becky was facing her, also tied and bound, her breasts and pussy arched up into the air. She was almost naked, some of her clothes, torn and tattered, hanging from her body. Tears were running down her face as she strained under the tight bondage. It was only an hour ago that she and Becky were eating lunch. It seemed like days.
Michael watched as Sara and Becky squirmed on the floor. They were his latest victims. His occupation was a slaver. While little knew of it or even believed it existed in the United States, it was more common than most believed. In fact, this was the first week of training for a new slaver, Steve by Michael. Michael became a slaver almost ten years ago. He was personally responsible for capturing and training over one hundred slaves. It takes about four weeks to train a slave once captured. It is an art. It was very important for the victim to lose all hope and control over their body as soon as possible after capture. Tight bondage is imperative as soon as the victim is captured. Shortly after that, the victim would be repeatedly raped. Her pussy, mouth and ass would all be raped, often gang raped. The victim would be forced to feel the helplessness of her situation. Michael liked to capture mother-daughter combinations. They bring higher prices and it is easier to control them by playing one against the other. Each victim would suffer greater pain and indignities to spare the other from the same fate. Michael also enjoyed forcing the other to see the acts of perversion he would perform on the other, especially when they raped the daughter in front of the mother.
Slavers made a lot of money. A young slave could be sold for over $200,000 each; a mother-daughter combination could sell for $500,000. But it was also costly to capture and train a slave. It required considerable planning of the habits of the victims before the capture. Once captured, the victims are taken to one of his “holding areas”. She is trained at this facility during the four-week period. The victim is than delivered to the client.
Most purchasers of slaves are from outside the United States. Not all are foreigners; some Americans living outside of the United States do purchase slaves. It is very costly to get victims outside of the United States and into other countries. Custom officers are expensive to buy off. Many of the buyers are Arabs and Japanese businessmen, all very wealthy and powerful. They like American women. Slaves are purchased to abuse, both mentally and physically. They are used for entertainment purposes, often for customers. They might be used in rape parties, whippings or torture. They are often sold to become prostitutes when the purchasers get bored and want a new, untouched slave.
For Sara the day had started out uneventful. Sara is 36 years old, medium length blonde hair (natural), slim waist, firm 36C breasts, large nipples, wide hips and a great ass. She had been divorced for over 5 years and took care of her body. She dated occasionally but had been unsuccessful in finding a “good man”. Her sex life is almost non-existent, with it being over two years since she had slept with a man, though she did enjoy masturbating. Sara enjoyed sex, oral sex only under protest and had refused the one time her husband had tried to get her to let him fuck her in the ass.
The pride of her life was her daughter, Becky. Becky had just turned eighteen and graduated from high school. She was had been accepted to three colleges but had not decided which one to attend. Becky is a blonde like her mother (also natural). Her hair is longer, reaching almost half way down her back. Becky is slimmer than her mother, she has an athletic body. She has long legs, a firm ass and 36C breasts like her mother, also with large nipples. While she was not a virgin, having lost her virginity in the back seat of a car over a year ago, her sex life is limited. She had been fucked about five times, refused oral sex (disgusting) and never even considered anal sex as an option.
It was lunchtime and Sara and Becky had just sat down in the kitchen. There was a knock on the door. Sara was expecting her neighbor, Jessica to bring her over some catalogs that Sara wanted to see. Sara got up and opened the door, not bothering to check to see whom it was. As the door opened she briefly saw four large men push through the door, two heading for the kitchen, the other two quickly grabbing her and slamming the door shut. Sara began to scream but a hand over her mouth quickly silenced her. She heard a muffled scream from the kitchen and she knew Becky was suffering the same fate as she was.
A body behind her held her arms pinned to her side, the large arms tightly around her waist. Another hand was thrust quickly over her mouth silencing her scream. She began to hyperventilate, the oxygen cut from her by the hand over her mouth.
“Give me the gag, let’s shut this bitch up,” Sara heard the voice behind her.
She saw a hand move toward her mouth, a large gag in it. It consisted of a large ring with straps falling from it. The ring was pushed toward her mouth and fingers under her chin pushed down hard on her neck, forcing her mouth to open. The ring was quickly forced into her mouth and wedged into her back teeth. She could feel a mechanism begin to open her jaws wider and wider. Her jaw began to ache from the strain until it finally stopped, her mouth now a large gaping hole. The straps were attached around the back of her head and cinched tightly. Sara’s mouth was now open obscenely wide, drool running down her chin, only muffled noises coming from it.
“We wouldn’t be fucking her mouth for a while, stick a cock gag in it. Let her get used to having a cock in her throat for a while.”
She saw the hand return with a large object shaped like a penis. It began to push into her mouth, pushing her tongue out of the way by brute force. It hit the back of her mouth, just to the entrance of her throat when it stopped. She felt it being locked onto the ring in her mouth, sealing her mouth shut tight. She could only breathe through her nose. Fingers reached for her noise and tightly pinched them. She began to panic, unable to breathe.
“Now listen, bitch. If you cooperate, I will let you breathe. If you struggle, I will wait until you black out and than I will do what I need to do. Are you going to cooperate? Groan if you want me to let you breath.”
“GGGGRRR,” moaned Sara through the gag. She began to feel lightheaded, her body beginning to become limp. “GGGGRRr,” she moaned again, hoping they would let her breathe. She began to gag as the object buried in her mouth began to push into her throat as she struggled and moaned. She tried to relax her throat, allowing the penis gag to sit at the entrance to her throat.
“Yeah, you like that cock in your throat. As soon as we get you tied up I will push it in a little deeper into your throat. You’ll have to get used to accepting large cocks in your throat. Let’s get her bound up.”
The hand left her mouth and Sara sucked in air through her nose, filling her lungs again. Her breasts heaved as she continued to fill her lungs. She began to panic. Until now, her only concern was survival. Now she began to worry about what they intended to do to her. It sounded like that they were going to rape her. That also meant that they would probably do the same thing to Becky. She did not know why they were doing this to them. Would they kill them? They did not try to hide their identity from her so they were not afraid of her describing them to the authorities.
“Down you go bitch,” hands pushed her down to the floor.
Her knees hit the floor and a hand pushed her head down, forcing her to lie flat on the floor. Her arms were pulled behind her back. She felt a thick, rough rope being bound around her wrists and pulled tight. She groaned in pain as her fingers began to tingle from the tightness of the rope. The end of the rope was pulled up high in the air, forcing Sara to arch her back up to stop the pain. Michael put his foot on Sara’s back, forcing her to the floor, the pain returning to her arms and shoulders. It felt like he was going break her bones.
“Spread your legs or I will break your arms,” Michael ordered her. He pulled up on her arms while his foot rested on her back.
Sara groaned, “AAAGHHHH, MMMMMGGGHHH,” the gag preventing only muffled sounds. Sara gagged again, the penis gag pushing into her throat from all of her movement. Her arms were breaking from the strain. She began to spread her legs, hoping to stop the pain.
“More, cunt, I want them spread wide. I have a three-foot spreader bar to put between your knees. I want them spread until they hurt, now move,” Michael jerking her arms up again.
“MMMGGGHH,” Sara groaned again, her legs spreading wider. She continued to push them open, the pain beginning in her groin from the obscene spread. She felt a foot edge between her thighs, banging against one thigh, forcing it open wider. Her thighs ached as her legs were spread. Sara felt hands touching her knees, the spreader bar attached to her knees by straps. Her knees were locked into place, unable to bend, her legs spread wide, unable to close and protect herself.
“AAAGGHHH,” Sara moaned in pain as they began to attach ropes to her ankles. The other end of the rope was pulled toward her bound wrists. They pulled the rope tighter, bowing her body backwards, her head and feet rising from the floor.
“Steve, if you tie the rope tightly, like this, it has a pulley attached in the center of the rope. Once secured, you can ratchet the ropes tighter. Just remember that when you bow the body if you ratchet it too far, you may break some bones or the back.”
Sara’s body ached from the bondage they were placing her in. She could hear the noise of the ratchet and each time the pain increased. Her body felt like it was going to break. “BBBRR,” again the bow in her body increases. Her breasts now rose from the floor. Only her stomach and abdomen were supported. Her legs and upper body were pulled back.
“The purpose of the bondage is to make the victim feel helpless. At the same time it is made to inflict the maximum amount of pain. After a while, the victim will do anything to get out of the ropes. During the training, the victim will be placed into bondage almost 24 hours a day. We feed the victims with IV’s. This makes it less messy, especially when you want to ass fuck the victim. You do not have to bother with enemas to clean out the victim each time.” Michael continued to explain the procedures in training a new slave to Steve.
“Just one more thing and we will be ready to go.” Michael picked up another rope and slipped one end over her head, making a slipknot and attaching it to her neck. He pulled the rope back and as it tightened, Sara had to pull her head up or the rope would begin to strangle her. Michael attached it to the spreader bar and tightened it. Sara groaned through the penis gag. Michael ratcheted the rope, forcing Sara to raise her head higher or start to choke. She now had to keep her head up high or begin to suffocate. “Grab the other end of Sara. Let’s bring her in the kitchen so she can see what has happened to her daughter.”
Becky had suffered almost the same fate. She had heard a commotion at the door after her mother went to answer it. As soon as she stood up, two men burst through the door. The first one caught her as she stood up and punched her in the stomach. She fell to the floor, attempting to suck in air. Hands grabbed her and pulled her to her feet. She struggled for air, her lungs attempting to suck in the air that was pushed out by the punch.
“Take your last deep breath, cunt.” Justin grabbed the wadding he had in his hand. He pushed his fingers in her mouth. “Open up, bitch.” He pulled her mouth open, his fingers pushed in her mouth making her gasp at the way she was being treated. He began to push the cloth into her mouth, her cheeks beginning to bulge out from the large amount of material being pushed in.
Becky cried out as the rough fingers forced themselves into her mouth. She felt dry cloth being stuffed in, the material quickly soaking up her saliva, her mouth becoming dry. She could feel her cheeks begin to expand as the cloth continued to be pushed in her mouth. “MMMMMDGGGHHHH,” she cried, the cloth now pushing further back into her mouth, heading for her throat. More cloth was pushed in and she began to wretch as some of the material began to slide into her throat. She felt tape being wrapped around her mouth, preventing the wadding from coming out. Her mouth was stuffed, her cheeks bulging, her gag reflexes continuing to choke on the material in the back of her mouth.
“Get used to it bitch, it’s going to be there for a long time.” Justin pinched her nose tight. “This is what will happen if you don’t obey.”
Becky’s body began to buck, she was beginning to get lightheaded. She struggled, her lungs gasping.
“Moan if you are going to obey me, cunt”
“MMMMGGG,” she cried, “MMMMMGGHHH,” please let me breath again she prayed. She felt the fingers leave her nose and she sucked in as much air as she could through her nose. Her chest heaved, her lungs beginning to inflate again.
“On your knees” his hands pushing Becky to the floor. Her wrists were grabbed and pulled up into the air.
Becky felt a heavy, rough rope wrapped around her wrists and than pulled tightly. She groaned in karabağlar escort bayan pain as her fingers began to tingle from the tightness of the ropes. Her arms were pulled up high, forcing her breasts out as her body was pulled taunt. She felt a hand push out on her right thigh, forcing her to spread her legs open. A slap this time and a command for more, forcing her to spread open for them. She felt something placed between her knees. A strap was attached to each knee and a bar was placed, keeping her knees from moving back together.
“That’s a spreader bar between your legs. That will keep you open for us. We will have access to your pussy and asshole and you will not be able to stop us. Now we need to tighten you up a little, we don’t want you going anywhere,” Justin beginning to pull the rope from her wrists over her head and down toward her ankles. He tied the rope to her ankles, pulling tightly.
Becky heard a noise and felt the ropes tighten. Another noise, again tighter. Her body stretched backwards, her head pulling up, staring toward the ceiling as she was pulled backwards. Her back felt like it was going to break as she was forced backwards, her breasts now pushed up high, aiming toward the ceiling.
Sara gasped in surprise when she saw her daughter. She was bound tightly, her back arched, her head pulled back, her breasts thrust out. Hands were beginning to run over her young body, squeezing her breasts a pained look on her face. Her mouth was jammed with something, allowing only occasional grunts of pain. Her cheeks were bulging.
“Looks like it’s going good, Justin. I like the way you got her bound, it really accents that young, tight body. Steve, there are different methods to train a slave, based on age. Young girls, like Becky do better when humiliated. Notice the way she squirms as Justin runs his hands over her body. Even though it is painful for her to move, she does not want to submit. If you did that to her mother, she would allow it. He will begin to expose her body, first her tits, than her pussy and ass. He will not take off all of her clothes, it is much more humiliating to be stripped partially naked. Before we leave, Justin will masturbate her in front of her mother. Even though she is bound, he will force her to cum. As for her mother, older women must be trained differently. That is why she has the ring gag in her mouth. Justin is going to fuck her in her mouth. He has a very long cock, it will fit nice and tight into her throat. He also has a tendency to shoot large amounts of cum. She will be forced to swallow it, the penis gag pushing it back down her throat. By what I understand about Sara, she does not like oral sex. That is why we are going to do it, especially in front of her daughter. Older women are better as pain slaves. They are good for whippings and torture.”
Becky’s body ached all over. She was bound and stretched backward. One of the men was running his hands over her body, squeezing her breasts. She squirmed, trying to avoid the brutal hands as they pinched and pulled on her breasts. She could only make muffled noises, the padding in her mouth preventing all noise. Every time she moved the pain rushed into her arms and legs. She felt her blouse pulled, the buttons popping out onto the floor. She felt the cool air on her stomach, she knew they could see her bra. The bondage prevented her from seeing what they were doing to her, she could only see her captors staring down at her. She knew her mother was brought in and placed near her. A hand moved under her bra and pulled it up, her breasts pulled free, the cool air making her nipples hard and erect.
“MMMGGHHH,” she cried in the gag as rough hands grabbed her naked nipples and began to pull and twist them. “MMMGGHH, GGRRR,” her body trying to twist away but only incited new pain in her bound body. She felt her nipples pulled from her body, stretched out, the fingers twisting them.
“Nice tits and nips on this bitch,” Justin’s fingers molesting her body. He moved his hand down her stomach, unsnapping her shorts, the zipper pulled down and yanked them down until they would go no further because of her spread legs. “RRRRIIIPPP,” the shorts fell to the floor, a pile of rags.
Becky squirmed in the ropes as hands moved down over her panty-clad abdomen, running over her body, toward her pussy. The large hand grasped her pussy and squeezed it tightly. She felt a finger push forcefully between her pussy lips, pushing her panties into her pussy. “AAGGGHH,” she cried, the finger moving up and down her pussy slit, her wetness soaking her panties.
“The cunt’s getting off on this, her panties are soaked,” Justin yelled out to the others. His fingers grabbed her pussy again, squeezing even harder.
Becky felt humiliated, she was being sexually abused and stripped and she was getting wet. She could not see her mother’s face, but she knew that she was watching her humiliation. She heard the tear of her panties, her pussy now naked. The hands reached out again, this time running over her naked abdomen. One hand reached lower, lightly grazing over her sparse pussy hair. Becky felt a finger reach out and split her pussy lips apart and slide along her wet pussy slit. She could feel it slide all the way down, almost to her anus before moving back up again. She shivered in fear as the finger began to masturbate her. Becky felt her pussy get wetter as the finger pushed her pussy juice along her slit. Two fingers now moved down her slit, spreading her pussy lips even further apart. They reached down to her pussy and one finger began to enter her tight pussy. “MMMGGG,” she moaned in her gagged mouth. The tight bondage did not allow her to move away from the finger and it slowly and forcefully entered her pussy, now hot and wet. “AAAGGGHH, MMMGGGGHHH,” the finger now pushed into her tight pussy up to the second knuckle. Becky’s pussy was very small and tight. She had only been fucked five times and her boyfriends’ cock was very small. She could feel it pull out and than push back in, this time going deeper.
“This bitch has a real tight pussy. She hasn’t been used much. She should bring a pretty penny,” Justin continuing to run his finger in her tight pussy. “I can’t wait until I get my cock in this bitch and ride her for a while. I’ll loosen her up real quick.” He pulled his finger from her pussy, it felt like it was trying to grip them as he pulled out. He pushed back in, this time two fingers spreading her open. He could hear her moan in pain as his thick fingers wormed up inside her pussy, forcing her to open wide from his masturbating fingers. Becky bucked in the tight bondage, pain radiating through her body as the stranger masturbated her.
Becky could feel another set of hands reach out for her breasts. They squeezed her tit flesh hard, fingers seeking out her nipples. They were still hard and erect. The hands pinched hard on the ends and began to pull on them, stretching them from her body. Her nipples were pulled and pinched as she felt the fingers in her pussy push in deeper, spreading her unused pussy to open wider. When they were in up to the knuckles, she could feel them begin to spread open, her pussy straining to accept the brutal fingers fucking her pussy. “GGGHJHHHHH,” she cried as they spread her pussy open, the fingernails digging into the sides of her delicate pussy tract. The fingers pulled from her body, her pussy forced to stretch open as they were kept spread as they were pulled from her body. When they were almost all the way out, they moved together as they pulled from her pussy. They rushed back in, forcing her open again, her muffled “GGGMMMMGHHH,” coming from her lips as brutally ripped into her body. “GGGGRRRHHHH,” she moaned as they sank deep into her pussy, the fingers battering against her cervix as they pushed in deep. She could feel them twisting and turning inside her body, the knuckles rubbing harshly over her pussy. They again pulled out from her pussy, her lips closely slowly as the fingers disappeared.
She felt the finger running down her slit again. This time it moved slower, running over her naked and exposed anus. Her tiny anus looked so small and pink, shaped like a tiny star. Her body continued to betray her, her pussy soaking wet, running down her thighs from the forced masturbation, her body trembling as she felt the finger run over her defenseless anus. She could feel the wet finger run over it, each time a little more pressure put on the finger, her anus forced to slowly open. It felt strange to Becky as the thick finger began to enter her anus. It slowly began to expand, the finger lightly circling, pushing into her, her anus forced to open. “AAAGGGGHHH, MMMFFFFF,” her body trying to jerk away, but her tight bondage forcing her to accept the cruel ravishment of her virgin asshole. Her anus accepted the finger and began to grab it tightly as it forced itself deeper into her body. “GGGUUUUGGGGHHH,” the finger pushing relentlessly into her anus, her sphincter muscle forced open wider as it bore into her anal tract, entering her rectum. Two fingers pushed back into her pussy, spreading her open wide again, this time with a finger pushing deeper into her asshole. She had never felt so full, fingers now stuffed deep into her body.
“Grab her clit, let’s see if we can make this bitch cum,” he ordered. Cruel fingers pulled back her clit hood and grabbed her hard and erect clit. It stood out over ½ inch, begging to be used.
Becky bucked in her tight bondage, her clit now grasped tightly between two fingers, pulling and pinching, two fingers in her pussy crawling around inside her like tiny animals and a thick finger plunging in and out her tight asshole. She could feel an orgasm coming on. Please, don’t make me cum in front of them, please, she thought. The fingers continued their masturbation of her tender body, forcing her to moan in pleasure.
“Cum for us, Becky, show your mother what a cum slut you are,” the humiliation overtaking her emotions as Justin finger fucked her. Becky’s body began to buck in the tight bondage, trying to escape, yet at the same time accepting the fingers masturbating her near virgin body. Her asshole sucked the finger in deep, grasping it tightly as the two fingers in her pussy continued their relentless masturbation. Her clit was swollen and hard, the finger grabbing it cruelly, the pain adding to the pleasure.
“I think little Becky is going to cum for us,” Justin said, his two fingers pushed deep inside her. He could feel Becky’s pussy grab them tightly as if she did not want them to leave.
“GGGHHHHRRR, AAWWWWW,” moaned Becky, her first cum overtaking her body. While she had been fucked before, she had never been brought to an orgasm. The boys were too interested in getting themselves off and did not seem to care or want to give Becky her pleasure. Her body bucked like a horse as the second cum overcame her, her body shaking from the intensity. “GGGGGRRRRGGHHH,” the gag preventing her from screaming, the pleasure engulfing her body.
“Well, Momma, I think your daughter is a cum slut. She’s bound like a bondage whore and being masturbated by four strangers and she cum’s as if it was natural. I can’t wait to stick my cock in her pussy and rape her hard.” Justin looked at Sara, “now it’s your turn to suck my cock, let’s see if you are as much of a slut as Becky is.”
Justin moved over to where Sara was lying, bound tightly. Her head was pulled up high, her mouth held wide open by the ring gag. They had removed the penis gag from it, she would now receive the real thing. He unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants off. He sat on the floor in front of Sara, his crotch only inches from her face. He pulled his shorts down and his ten-inch cock sprung from it, slapping Sara in the face as it was released. Sara tried to move, but the rope around her neck prevented all movement.
“Now, Sara, I am going to stick my cock in your mouth. I want you to rub your tongue over it and bathe it.” Justin moved closer, his cock moving between her split lips and entered her hot mouth. He pushed it in over three inches and held it there, waiting for Sara to obey.
Fuck him, I’m not going to do anything, Sara thought. She almost gagged as she felt the hard cock enter her mouth. She had never sucked a cock before and she was not going to let him be the first.
“I kinda figured you wouldn’t be too cooperative, but that is what we are good at. Motivation. That is why we like Mother-Daughter combinations. It makes it so much easier.” Justin turned to Steve, “would you mind showing Sara why she is going to lick my cock with her tongue.”
Sara saw Steve move toward Becky. Becky was still bound back, her breasts and pussy spread open for them. She saw a whip in Steve’s hand. It was a short black leather whip, only one strand, but looked very hard. Her tongue went quickly to work, running over Justin’s cock but it was too late. She could only watch as Steve raised the whip up and brings it harshly onto Becky’s spread pussy, slapping hard between her pussy lips.
Becky screamed in her gag as the most incredible pain filled her body as her pussy felt like it was torn. “MMMMFFFF, AAAGGGHHHHH,” she yelled, her body bucking in the ropes, the pain intensified by the bondage. Oh, God, she thought, please don’t do that to me again, please Mom, do as that want.
“That’s much better, Sara, you must learn to obey. It will be a lot less painful for you and Becky if I don’t have to repeat myself.” Justin felt Sara’s tongue running over his cock, his precum dripping from the head, as she performed like a French whore. Justin began to push his cock further into her mouth as her tongue continued to bath his cock.
“GGAAAGGGGGHHH,” Sara felt the cock push into the back of her mouth, her gag reflexes beginning as it tried to enter her throat. It pulled out, only to push back in again, this time even deeper. “GGGAAAGGHH, AAAAHHHH,” the cock making her gag again, this time staying in her throat, her gagging milking the cock. She felt a hand on her throat, feeling the large cock now deep in her throat. She began to get lightheaded as she sucked in large quantities of air through her nose.
“Sara, you have such a nice tight throat, you are squeezing the cum out of my cock.” Justin pulled his cock out of her throat, keeping it in her mouth. escort karabağlar “Tongue fuck me or it’s the whip for Becky.”
Sara hurriedly ran her tongue over his cock, tasting the cum leaking from the head. It tasted salty and stayed in her mouth, refusing to go down. She knew that he would soon cum and it would shoot into her mouth and she would be forced to swallow it or choke on it. She continued to massage his cock, hoping to make him cum soon, anything was better than his cock in her throat. She felt the cock push back in again, the gagging and choking beginning again. Tears ran out of her eyes as it pushed deeper into her throat, her gagging almost constant now.
“This bitch gives a great face fuck, her throat is sucking the cum out of my balls.” Justin pushed his cock hard once more into her throat, holding her tightly by her ears as he pushed it in further than before. He was ready to cum. He pulled his cock out of her throat and let it lie on her tongue. He could feel her tongue begin to work on his cock again, just as he began to cum.
“CCCOOOFFF, GGAAGGGHHH,” Sara choked as the first wad of cum shot out of Justin’s cock and sprayed into her mouth. Her tongue bathed his cock, the foul tasting cum filling her rapidly. She swallowed hard, the first load going into her stomach, just as the next load shot into her mouth. Again, her mouth was filled, some of it running down her chin as she was having difficulty swallow the large amount of cum filling her mouth. The choking was making it difficult.
“What a good cunt you are, Sara, you might not like sucking cock, but you sure do a great job at it.” Justin let Sara run her tongue over his now deflating cock as he saw her still trying to swallow the cum he deposited in her mouth. He pulled his cock out, her tongue following it as it left, not wanting to Becky to suffer for her refusal.
Michael watched both of his new slaves before him. Sara with cum dripping down her chin and Becky with her own cum running down her thighs. “See how they react, Steve. Daughter was made to cum and Mother was forced to suck a cock and they both did it willingly. It will be a pleasure training them. Let’s get them out of her and get them to their new home. There they will be raped, both vaginally and anally. There is no better way to get a woman’s attention than having a big cock up her asshole.
Michael was explaining to Steve on how to rape the victims the first time as they drove in the van to the holding area, a new facility about 2 hours from the city, in a deserted section of the county.
Steve was only partly listening to Michael, he was more interested in Sara and Becky. They had been thrown into the back of the van, Sara still hog-tied. Becky had been taken from her kneeling bound position and now was hog-tied like her mother. Sara was still clothed but Becky had only tattered remnants on her. Steve had to hold back on fucking them when they were in the house, his cock hard and erect. Michael said it was imperative that they be raped later, allowing them the time to think about what was going to happen to them and feel their helplessness of the situation. Steve rubbed the front of his pants, his hard cock straining the jeans he wore. He could see the frightened looks from Sara and Becky as they were forced to stare at him.
“One of the requirements of being a slaver is that you must have a large cock. As you know, it must measure at least 4 inches in diameter. In order to break the victims will, we take pleasure in causing as much pain, for as long as possible when popping each and every cherry, mouth, asshole or cunt. We fuck, especially assholes, dry or with just enough lube not to cause us damage. This sets the experience permanently in the victim’s mind and helps bring about the complete helplessness of the victim’s situation. I can see you that you can’t wait to rape them, especially little Becky, but we will soon be there and you will have your fun.” Michael watched Steve, the lust in his eyes in expectations of his first brutal rape.
Becky watched as Steve walked towards her, fear in her eyes. Her body was drawn into a bow, her head pulled back, her eyes forced straight ahead, her hair pulled tightly to her ankles. The strain of the bondage forced her breasts off of the floor, her weight supported on her stomach. She was almost naked. She could see a huge bulge in Steve’s pants. She knew that she was going to be raped, they had already forced her to cum for them. She did not know why they were doing this to her. She just dreaded what they intended to do.
Steve looked down at Becky. Her naked ass, her legs drawn tightly to her wrists. He had made sure she was bound tightly and knew that it was painful. She had a ball gag in her mouth, her lips stretched tightly around it, forcing her mouth open wide. He bent down until his face was in front of hers. His hand moved tenderly over her face, stroking her cheeks, wiping the tears running down her face. “You are such a lovely thing, Becky. Do you know what I am going to do to you?”
Becky moaned into her gag, she could not even move her head. The hand that caressed her cheek repulsed her. This was the same hand that had intimately entered her body and forced her to cum. She was afraid of him and what he could do to her. She was bound and helpless and unable to stop these evil men from doing anything to her body.
“In an hour we are going to be at your new home. You will spend a month with us where you will be trained to be a sex slave. After that, you will be sold to the highest bidder who will do what he wants with you. I am going to rape you when we arrive, in your pussy and your asshole. It will be very painful for you as you may have noticed, I have an extremely large cock. I will enjoy taking you brutally. I will do everything to make the experience as painful as possible for you. You will learn that you only purpose is life are to sexually service your masters.” Steve’s hand moved lower, grabbing her hanging breast, his large hand completely encircling the naked flesh, squeezing it. He could hear her moan in the gag as his fingers sought out her nipples and pinched them tightly. “You have very large nips, they make very good targets. I will enjoy punishing them in the future.”
Becky continued to squirm in her bondage, trying to escape. Every time she moved the pain increased, but she could not stay still and allow him to ravish her body.
Michael watched as Steve played with Becky. He knew that Steve would work out well as a slaver. He was cruel and thought of a woman as no more than a plaything for the male cock. Many women would regret meeting him, losing not only their future but also their virginity’s.
Sara felt the truck moving slower, it now traveling on a dirt road. Her body ached and her mouth could still taste the cum from her rape. She could see Becky out of the corner of her eye, one of them men roughly fondling her body as she squirmed to escape. She was so young and she was now being sexually molested and bound. Sara could not understand why this was happening to them. If seem like days ago when they were having breakfast. She only hoped that the police were looking for them and they would soon be able to return home.
The truck stopped in front of the building. It was a windowless, modern structure, seemingly out of place in the country. It looked more as if it belonged in a big city. High fences surrounded the grounds, with razor sharp barbwire sitting on the top. The sign said “International Services, Inc., Private Property, No Admittance Allowed.” A guard shack and a German shepherd dog sent out the message that no visitors were allowed.
The truck backed up to a loading dock, the cargo to be unloaded hidden from view. The doors being opened startled Sara and Becky. They could not see out the back but they knew their trip was ended. The pain began again as they were hauled up and taken out the truck. The men tossed them around like sacks of potatoes, paying no attention to the pain they caused them. They watched as they were hauled down a long hallway, white sterile walls and floors. They passed a number of doors until they reached the end of the hall. They were pushed into a room, this one stark and antiseptic. They gasped as they saw various pieces of furniture, all seem to have various methods of securing the victim securely to them. Becky and Sara knew that each would soon be bound to one of them to be raped.
“I want them facing each other, I enjoy raping them one at a time. The other can see what will soon happen to the other. Let’s start with Mother. Help me with her,” Michael ordered Steve. They grabbed up Sara and pulled her toward one of the pieces of furniture. This was a large aluminum structure. There was a lower piece consisting of two aluminum tubes running parallel about three feet apart. Straps ran along the tubes. The upper piece was a platform about two feet higher. This also had leather straps in the furthest corners. In the center of the platform were two large holes.
Sara was untied and before she could even try to stand and straighten she was hauled up to her feet. Michael’s hands moved quickly over her, ripping first her blouse, than her pants, lying in tatters at her feet. Her hands moved to cover herself but Steve slapped them down.
“Keep you hands down,” he ordered, slapping her hands again to reinforce his point.
Michael’s hand shot out and hooked into her bra in the front, pulling it out until it strained and began to tear. Sara cried out into the ring gag as it pulled on the skin until it finally tore and was pulled from her body. Her breasts heaved as they were finally released from their constraints. Michael made short work of her panties, the delicate fabric tearing easily. She was now naked. She felt hands push her over to the strange piece of furniture. Hands helped her kneel up on the tubes, her legs having to spread unnaturally to keep from falling. Thick leather straps were secured, first to her ankles, than to her knees, keeping her bound and spread tightly onto the apparatus. A hand on her back forced her forward, her upper body pushed down on the cold metal. She now understood the holes in it, her breasts hung down through the platform. They would be unprotected and vulnerable. Her arms were pulled forward, stretching her body until she felt the leather straps attached to them. She cringed in pain as they were tightened cruelly. Hand began to run over her ass and she now understood how naked and vulnerable she was. She was bound on her knees, her legs spread wide and she was sure her pussy and anus was exposed. She could feel the cool air rushing over them. She felt the fingers run between the cheeks of her ass, running over her anus and down to her pussy. She was dry, afraid of the rape she knew was coming. A rope was attached around her neck and tied to the table, forcing her down onto to it, looking to the side.
Steve grabbed the metal table and pushed it to the side of Sara. He grabbed Becky and started to untie her. Michael came over to help, pulling the last of the remnants of her clothes from her body, as she was untied. He pushed her over to the table forcing her to bend over it, Steve grabbed her wrists and pulled them to the other side, stretching her tightly. He secured the leather straps to her wrists, tying her tightly to the corners.
“MMMMGGG,” Becky groaned into the gag as she felt a hand grab her left ankle. She felt the cold steel attach to it and heard the metal clank as a metal cuff was attached and snapped tightly. Her leg was pulled out to the side, forcing her down on the table. The table was cold, her nipples hardening instantly as they were forced down on the metal table. A loud snap and she pulled her leg, the cuff banging noisily as she found herself securely bound. The hand returned to her right leg, the cold steel attaching another cuff. Her leg was pulled to the other side, her legs spreading obscenely. She could feel her pussy and ass cheeks spreading open. She tried to pull back on her right leg but the powerful hands were stronger, opening her up and she again felt the cuff banging and she knew she was now bound tightly. Her ass was thrust out, her pussy and anus spread open. She knew the only reason she was in this position was to be raped.
Sara watched as Becky was bound. She could see the tears running down her face, as she was bent over the table, naked and spread. Hands manipulated her body until she was in the position they wanted. Like her, they tied a rope around Becky’s neck and bound her tightly to the table, facing Sara. They stared at each other, the helplessness of their situation showing in their faces.
Steve walked in front of Becky. “You look so fuckable, little girl,” his hands stroking her head. He looked down at her tear stained face. “You’re going to be first. I’m going to rape your pussy, than my big fat cock is going up your asshole. I’m going to fuck you hard and long.”
Becky started whimpering, tears running down her face. He intended to hurt her with his cock and there was nothing she could do about it. She watched as he began to undress. First his shirt, than he started unbuckling his belt, the zipper next. She was forced to look at his fat cock bulging out of his shorts. He dropped his pants and stood before her, his cock hard and erect. His hand reached down and stroked his cock, it getting bigger and bigger. He hooked his hands in his shorts and let them drop to the floor. Becky gasped as his cock sprung free. It was huge, over four inches in diameter and had to be at least ten-inches long. It wasn’t a cock, it was a weapon. She watched as he stroked his cock, it seemed to get bigger.
Steve looked at the terrified look on her face as he stroked his cock and moved it toward her face. He rubbed the head of his cock over her lips, spread wide over the ball gag. His precum glistened on her lips. “You’ll suck my cock later. You’ll suck lots of cocks, but first I am going to bust your pussy open with my cock.”
Sara could see the distressed look on Becky’s face. The man had moved out of her view and Becky’s face took on the appearance of fright. She knew that Becky was about to be raped and she could not do anything about it.
Becky saw him move out of her view and knew that he was moving karabağlar escort behind her. Her body jumped when she felt hands grasping her hips. They casually moved back over her ass, almost caressing her skin. She groaned, as the fingers became more urgent, squeezing her ass flesh tightly between his fingers. She could the fingers pulling her ass cheeks apart, the cool air rushing over her pussy and anus.
“Look at that juicy pussy, Steve, it looks so tight. You are going to have to earn your keep to fuck that pussy open. And that asshole, it’s just a tiny star. This bitch is going to be in a lot of pain when you fuck her, but it’s going to be the tightest pussy you ever felt.” Michael smiled as he spoke. He looked over at Sara. “Mommy won’t be as tight, but she will feel my cock tearing into her body.”
Steve fisted his cock, the bulbous head swelling larger. He moved forward and felt Becky squirm as he moved between her legs. He moved his cock head over her naked ass cheeks and began to rub it up a down, his precum leaking onto her flesh. He took a bottle of baby oil and put a small amount on his cock, rubbing it over the huge instrument. “This is for me, not you, bitch. It will make it a little easier to put my cock into you but it will wear off quickly. With the pain you will feel, I doubt you will get very wet, so it will be a hard fuck, but that is what I like.”
Becky could feel the huge cock moving over her flesh. She tried to move, but only succeeding in making his cock harder. She looked exceedingly sexy, her ass moving side to side, her pussy spread open. She could not just do anything, waiting for the rape of her pussy. She felt the head of the cock push between her legs, searching out her pussy, now spread open, seemingly begging to be raped. It pushed up against her pussy, a tiny opening in her body. The head felt massive.
Steve fisted his cock and placed it against her pussy, now spread wide before him. His fingers peeled back her pussy lips, her pink insides beckoning his cock. Her tiny opening widened, his cock beginning to push inside of her. He could see her pussy spreading wide under the brutal attack of his huge cock. It began to stretch wider, unable to stop the brutal rape. He pushed harder, watching Becky buck in her restraints, her body trying to escape. He continued to follow her moving ass, limited by the cuffs holding her spread open. His cock pushed her open more, her pussy clinging to the huge head as it began to tear, unable to take the cock. Her body lurched as her pussy tore, the pain increasing as the head of his cock was almost all the way in her pussy. Her painfully stretched pussy lips slipped over the head of his cock, grasping the huge head as if it wanted it in her.
Becky’s pussy felt like it was on fire. The huge cock was tearing her open as it continued its brutal rape. Her body jerked on the table, unable to stand the pain he was inflicting on her young body. She shrieked in the ball gag, only unintelligible sounds escaping through the ball gag. Her eyes were filled with tears as the cock pushed relentlessly into her near virgin body. She felt her pussy being filled, clinging to the cock like it was welcoming a lover, instead of accepting a rape. Her eyes opened wide, her poor pussy now tearing, unable to accept the huge cock, the pain shooting into her groin. She wished she would pass out, the only way she could escape the rape, but her body continued to be alert, the pain increasing as her pussy began to pass over the head of the cock, clasping tightly to the instrument of torture. She felt it stop, her body clinging to it, her movements still, hoping to avoid any additional pain.
Steve’s hands stroked over her ass, caressing her naked flesh like a lover, his cock now held tightly in her pussy. It felt like it was in a vise, her clasping flesh massaging his cock in response to the pain she was feeling. “How does that feel, Becky?” He watched her move her head, the rope preventing only minor movement, tears running down her face, gagged responses coming from her mouth. “Now that you got the head, you are going to get the next nine inches of cock in your pussy. Then we are going to get down to some serious fucking. If you think this is bad, wait until I get to your virgin asshole. I will already have cum once so it will be a long, hard ass raping.” Steve leaned down over Becky’s spread body, his chest on her back, his ass raised up high, his cock just inside her pussy. He began to push his hips in, his cock pushing inside her pussy, spreading the walls of her pussy open, her pussy clinging to every bump and ripple on his cock as it began it’s brutal descent into the depths of her pussy. His cock felt like it was rubbing against sandpaper, her pussy so dry, the pain not allowing her natural juices to flow. It hurt him, but it was hurting her a lot more. Her body jerked and bucked on the table, but his cock held her pinned down, spearing into her tender flesh like a pole. Two more inches of cock entered her body. He pulled it back out until only her pussy gripped the head, than pushed back in again, this time three inches of cock managed to bore into her body, pushing past all resistance. He could see blood covering his cock. At least there would be some lubrication now. Each time he would pull his cock out and then forcefully thrust back in, her back trying to arch to escape the brutal rape, but pinned down like a bug, unable to defend herself. He had never fucked anything so tight, most women would not let them fuck them, his cock too huge. Only whores, their pussies worn and battered allowed him a fucking. This cunt was almost a virgin and there was nothing she could do to stop him. He fucked hard, her body reacting. “You like my cock, Becky. You will get a lot more of it, so you might as well get used to it. You are going to become my little fuck toy.” Steve laughed and ruthlessly plunged into her pussy, changing the angle of his cock, forcing her pussy to stretch even more.
Sara saw Becky lift her head up and tears fill her eyes. She could hear mumbled screams coming from her gagged mouth. She knew that her rape had begun. She watched as her body slammed up and down on the table, the metal cuffs binding her legs clanging noisily as she tried to escape. This went on for long, terrible minutes. Than she was silent and still, tears running down her face. She figured that his cock must be in her now. Becky’s head raised up again, screams again muffled by the gag, her rape beginning again. She saw her body being buffeted forward, knowing that the cock was pushing into her, forcing her pussy to open and allow entrance to the large cock.
Becky could not believe how much pain the cock was giving her. She thought the tearing of her pussy was bad, but the continual rasping of the huge cock in her pussy was worse. Her pussy, than begin its descent until on the head grasped each time the cock would push deeper into her body. A few seconds reprieve and than it would begin its painful journey back down her unused pussy, pushing all resistance out of the way. Each time it would force itself deeper into her body, opening her pussy wide, the tearing and the burning becoming worse. She could feel every bump on his cock as it pushed into her body. The pain forced her pussy to involuntarily grasp the cock, the pain even worse. She knew that this was making his cock harder, but she could not stop her bodies’ natural reactions. Her pussy would squeeze the cock and than he would make it jump in her body, forcing a new batch of pain. The cock felt like it was going to come out her mouth, she had never felt anything that deep. She screamed again, the cock pushing in deeper.
Sweat was running down Steve’s body and landing on Becky’s back as the continual pumping of his cock in her body brought new anguish to his victim. It was hard to push his cock into her tight pussy, but each new muffled scream brought out a fresh batch of energy and a new enthusiasm to the next hard fuck. He laughed as his cock pushed in again, still only five inches of cock in her body. “You’ve got half of it now, cunt. You still got another five inches to go,” his hips pushing forward, another inch added to the fucking. He pulled it out and pushed it back in again, not allowing Becky’s pussy to grow accustomed to the cock. He felt her pussy expand to accept his cock and than shrink and grab at his cock as it pulled from her body. The body under him jerked and thrashed about as it received his painful instrument of torture. He pulled the cock out and than pushed back in again, now eight inches of hard cock filling her up. He continually buffeted her body, each time filling her tight pussy with more cock. A trace of blood covered his cock, he would force her to suck it clean when he finished, lubricating his cock for the rape. One last thrust, pushing with all of his strength, forced all ten inches of cock into her pussy, the head of his cock battering at her cervix. Her body jerked in pain, her cuffs clanging noisily in the room, her battered breathing and muffled screams the only discernable noise. His stomach hit her ass with a loud smack, his cock now fully in her. He paused in her pussy, her body grasping the tool tightly.
Becky felt so full. She could feel his stomach against her ass as his cock was now fully embedded in her pussy. She felt in pulsing her body, her pussy stretched tightly around it. Her body felt bruised as the last powerful push into her pussy beat against her cervix. The pain shot into her brain. She could not conceive that an individual could get so much enjoyment out of her pain. She could hear her own screams, but knew the ball gag prevented others from hearing only but muffled sounds. She could hardly breathe, the body lying on her back, the heavy weight sucking the breath out of her lungs. The cock twitched in her pussy, bringing a fresh batch of pain, as her pussy had to expand further to accept it. She could hear his voice.
“You ready for a good fucking now, Becky. Your pussy is so tight. It will be hard but I will make sure you get all of the cock you deserve.”
Becky felt the cock pull from her pussy, sucking her insides out as it dragged painfully from her body. She could feel every bump and bulge on his cock as it rasped over her stretched pussy tract. It felt like sandpaper on his cock as it dragged over her dry pussy, eliciting new pain through her body. It pulled from her body until only her pussy grasped the head. It paused for seconds and than Becky shrieked as the cock forcefully pushed back in, this time all ten inches forcing itself into her body. Her pussy stretched open again, painfully tearing and rasping as the cock bore into her body in one single, forceful thrust that sent his stomach slapping shamelessly against her ass cheeks. The wind was knocked out of her lungs as the head of his cock banged painfully against her cervix. The pain shot into her brain as the brutal rape of her pussy began. Before she could catch her breath, the cock was pulled out again and than back in again, all ten inches raping her painfully. Hands held her hips down, as the cock began its punishing rape of her body, pushing in and out, tearing her flesh in each painful thrust, opening her body to be used as a receptacle for his cum.
Steve pushed into her hard, forcing his cock into her defenseless body as he pummeled her. His cock tore into her flesh, his body slamming down on her back, his hips pumping his cock into her pussy relentlessly. He watched her head rear up each time his cock banged against her cervix, bottoming out in her pussy. He continued to rape her for long minutes, the blood on his cock increasing as he raped her hard and long. He could feel her body jerk in pain as he pumped his cock in and out, her pussy clinging to his cock as the rape continued. Five minutes and he continued to pump his cock into her painfully stretched pussy. He was trying to hold on as long as possible before he had to cum. He wanted her to feel the pain of his cock for a long time. “How do you like my cock, Becky,” he asked, his cock boring into her pussy at a different angle, forcing a new batch of pain as she was stretched wide. He pumped his cock into her relentlessly, a stroke taking only 5 seconds. The slapping of his stomach against her ass and her muffled sounds the only noise coming from the room as her rape continued.
Becky thought she was going to die. The initial rape of her pussy by the cock was bad enough, but not the continued fucking was taking a toll on her body. It was over ten minutes of his cock fucking into her body, it seemed like hours. Her pussy was being turned into raw meat as the hard cock continued to fuck deep into her body, tearing up her tender flesh. Her body continued to milk the cock, the painful thrusts forcing her pussy to clench and unclench on the huge cock. She felt his cock grow bigger, new pain added as she knew he was ready to cum. She felt one last powerful thrust, the cock feeling like it was going to shoot into her stomach and he bottomed out in her pussy and she felt the head grow bigger and begin to shoot out inside her. The first blast of hot cum filled her. At least it would add lubricant. The cock was pulled out and then pushed back in again, another hot blast of cum filling her pain filled pussy. It felt like gasoline was being poured inside of her pussy as he continued to pump his cock in her pussy and fill her full of his hot cum.
“What a hot pussy, hot do you like my cum, bitch. I am filling your sweet pussy so full,” Steve’s cock continuing to shoot her full as he pumped her pussy with his cock, not caring how much pain he was causing her. He pushed it in her pussy one last time and dumped the last of his cum in her. He pulled his cock out, covered in cum and blood, dripping on her ass as her pussy clung to it. He watched it leave her pussy, still stretched wide from the brutal rape. He slapped her ass hard, “great fuck, cunt. Give me a couple of minutes and I will do your asshole.”
Sara watched as Becky was continually raped before her. She could see the pain in her eyes as she was bucked about on the table. She could not understand how this was happening. It was only a few hours ago that it was breakfast time and now her only innocent daughter was being raped and she could not do anything about it except wait for her own rape. She saw the tears and sweat pouring from Becky’s body as the rape continued. Finally it seemed to be over, the body on her slumped down and Becky’s head fell to the table. She heard the voice tell Becky that her asshole would be next. “No, please, don’t do this to my daughter, “Sara cried out in the gag.
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