21st Century Subterranean Slavery

21st Century Subterranean Slavery Part V

A guard appeared calling out: “One-eight-Six and Thirty-seven, let’s go move it!” She got up; moving out in the hall where neck chains were connected and wondered what was in store for them. They marched through several hallways and then entered a small room. The guard signed their log cards, handing them to another guard and left. The ball and neck chains were removed and short chains were connected between their ankles and the wrists behind their backs, making it difficult to walk.

They were then led into a very strange room. It was like a movies set from the eighteenth century with a back drop of period house with seating for maybe twenty-five people facing a small outdoor stage. They were led to one side of the room along with about twenty other slaves of various racial backgrounds including two males, one of them black she’d met before, three midgets and two lady boys. Their neck chains were now interconnected.

“This is an eighteenth century slave market.” The guard addressing them wore a period costume and as usual carried a riding crop. You will each be auctioned off to the highest bidder. When the clients arrive there will be a short time when at least some of them will do hands on inspections. You will act scared and confused and cry or pretend to cry. You will shrink from the first groping by each client; then if that client complains, I will apply the riding crop to your ass. You may cry out in pain then or spit at me or the client and get another lash, use your own judgment Clients who attends these auctions likes to be taken back to the days when slavery was legal on the outside and will bid higher for a slave who can make that fantasy come true. Keep in mind that even though the auction money is not real the client is charged a accrued percentage on top of his regular bill based on his winning bid. As always it is your obligation on the pain of lashes or time in the pit to maximize the profits of the syndicate.” They were then packed like sardines into a small very hot room to wait.

After about half an hour with sweat pouring off their bodies and gasping for air, they were led back in and lined up near one wall. The clients were in their seats waiting and some began physical inspections. A short older Asian male headed straight for her and began to grope her tits. She gasped and shrank back, turning away.

“Guard…this slave has insulted me,” he shouted in anger.” She got one hard lash making her cry out loud, she then winced and shrank back again when he fingered her cunt. “Guard this is an outrage, this chattel; a lowly semi human is defying me… a respectable citizen!” He had become even louder as he stared at her furiously. She got three hard lashes making real tears flow, crying pathetically while looking at him with her best ‘innocent hurt’ face as if begging for mercy. She cried as he groped her again without wincing but shaking with fear, tears rolling of her cheeks. He stood back straight as a die and gave her an ‘I’m your master look’ and then marched off taking a seat. She knew he was a bidder. Several more clients groped her with similar results bringing her total lashes to twelve. She was the tenth item to be led up on the stage chained to the black male slave, the guard prodding their asses with the riding crop. She hung her head and continued to weep not looking at the crowd as the auctioneer started.

“Look at the crowd slaves, let them see what they are bidding on.” The guard whacked her ass and she shyly scanned the room and then hung her head again.

The auctioneer started with her: Gentlemen, this former free person, is being sold into slavery by her seventy year old husband in accordance with the law due to a sexual indiscretion with a common stable boy. There were general sounds of disgust and head shaking from the audience. “Yes ladies and gentlemen this common born wench was lucky enough in life to be selected by a high born gentleman for holy matrimony at eighteen. She threw it all away with the colored boy next to her.”

“Let’s string him up, someone yelled.”

“Well sir, he was already given the choice between the noose and a lifetime in slavery. His future owner has of course the legal right to dispose of him if so desired.”

By the law of the land this female can never be freed. There is no reserve on this shapely and full figured item; bidding will start at ten grand. Do I have an offer? She was sold for thirty five thousand after twelve bids, to the Asian client who had groped her first. She was left standing until the black slave was sold. They were then taken to the opposite wall with the other auctioned slaves to wait until the sale was over. 

She was amazed by the reality of the auction; it was like one of those murder mystery nights with audience participation.

The auctioneer had a story like hers for every slave and the audience would boo; make cat calls showing total disgust for the petty crimes most of them had been sentenced for. Some were thieves having stolen an item of food to save a starving sister or sick grandparent. Some had been free servants who had dared to deny a master his privileged right to sexual intercourse with a household employee. Others were booty from slave raids in fictitious countries.

Her owner had also won a black midget who was auctioned off for steeling a loaf of bread for her starving mother and he now signed some papers for his purchases. A guard escorted them to his room and handed over the keys for the chains.

His wife was in the room and got up bowing to her husband and then smiling apologetically at the slaves. She led them to the bathroom for a quick shower. After drying she brought them to her husband. He demanded to be undressed immediately and ordered one-eight-six down on her knees slapping her face a few times before ramming his cock in her mouth. He then slapped the midgets face before switching his cock to her full lips. They took turns sucking him for a while.

His wife then ordered One-eight-six to lie on the floor with the midget on top. He fucked the midget missionary style using One-eight-six as a mattress. Ejaculating quickly he made them both suck his cock clean.

Next he ordered her to stand and pick up the midget who embrace her neck and hung on her body after he ordered one-eight-six to place her hands on top of her head. They each got six lashes in alternating order as he groped and admired his handy work for a minute or more between each stroke.

Next they were ordered to stand by a wall with hands on top of their heads as he drank and talked to his wife, kneeling besides him, while he watched their tears flow with a smiling contented expression on his face. After about half an hour he made them perform lesbian sex for his viewing pleasure.” One-eight-six despite the pain couldn’t believe her luck; this was the same midget the Warden had used as a mattress under her ass while fucking her. She loved her shapely little body and climaxed three times while in seventh heaven as they took turns snacking on each others cunts.

He then stopped them and lashed them three more times using the same method with the midget hanging as before. Then he ordered one-eight-six to kneel and the midget stand in front of his chair while he watched their tears flowing, smiling with a proud arrogant expression. When the tears stopped he said something in his language to his wife. She got up and carefully kissed their tears away, smiling sweetly with the troubled expression of a mother caring for her crying youngsters after scraping their knees. She held each face with both hands, kissing their cheeks better, then after bowing to them, poured her husband another drink and bowed deeply to him before kneeling next to him with down cast eyes. He fucked them both after that about an hour apart and then went to sleep on the bed with the midget half way under him.

After he fell to sleep the wife removed One-eight-six’s chains and led her into the bathroom. She motioned for her to run a bath and then undress her. She soaked for a while and then pointed at the soap and rubbed her body. She soaped the woman and then dried her, after which she said, massage with a quizzical expression. They got on the second bed and she did her best to massage the woman which seemed to make her happy. She smiled up at her with that same madly in love expression of her first client’s wife, maintaining intermittent eye contact as her entire body was groped, kissed and massaged. Her eyes closed when fingers neared her small dome shaped breasts uttering quiet gasps as gentle fingers caressed the nipples which soon hardened to raspberries. She opened her eyes again parting her lips and whispered something in her language while looking down at her nipples and then up again puckering her lips making a kissing motion. One-eight-six bent down and kissed a nipple while fingering the other. The woman gasped and moaned as her now hardened and extremely sensitive nipples were alternately sucked. She slowly began rocking and lifting her pelvis as if her vagina was calling for attention.

One-eight-six made eye contact again while her fingers covered her client’s vulva. Her eyes were half closed as her lips parted in prolonged passionate moans. She gasped as a finger split her inner labia and gently traced the length reaching and rotating on her tiny clit.

She watched her clients face and received the most adoringly sweet: I love you expression while her breathing became deeper and irregular. The woman then raised her hand to One-eight-six’s face, stroking her lips letting a finger slip inside her mouth while looking down toward her crotch. Words couldn’t have said it better she wanted to be loved physically as well as emotionally. She had never experienced a moment like this either as a slave or before her abduction. She kissed her warmly before moving into position between the slender but shapely woman’s eagerly spreading thighs. She felt a strange impossible deep soul-mate love for her. The woman closed her eyes and turned her head shyly when a tongue met her vagina. This woman probably a natural lesbian trapped in a heterosexual marriage where she properly did not belong; and one-eight-six a sex slave who would never be allowed a permanent loving relation ship with anyone. For the moment they were both fulfilled as a gentle experienced tongue triggered climax after climax in her client while One-eight-six nearly climaxed herself from the sheer pleasure of satisfying this highly emotional and lovingly sweet woman.

After a few minutes her client pointed at the covers indicating she wanted to be tucked in. She covered her and kissed her lips; the woman uttered a quiet thank you and pointed at the floor before closing her eyes.

She crawled out off the bed and curled up on the carpet trying to get some sleep. It was probably a couple of hours before the riding crop woke her. She instantly recognized her situation and got to her knees kissing his feet. He then prodded her to get up and pointed at the bed where the midget was lying on her back, holding her own face in her hands. He motioned for her to lie on top of her in the opposite direction and then prodded her with the riding crop until the midgets lips were between her spread thighs even with her vagina. He ordered with sign language for her to lick One-eight-six’s cunt while whacking her ass five times and then crashed on top of them. She raised her ass away from the midget’s mouth and eager tongue to ease penetration.

She heard the midget sucking his cock while probably fondling his balls. It wasn’t long before she could feel her hands guiding his cock to her orifice. He penetrated her fully and held it there while she encouraged him by churned her ass, working her orifice moaning with pleasure. She could hear the midget slurping on his balls until he began to move ever so slowly. He soon increased his movements and she imagined the midget’s face and probably stretched out tongue being slapped by his sack. They both moaned as their client fucked one while being orally stimulated by the other. He finally groaned his climax, filling her cunt with his cream and then just rested fully inserted on top of the two of them catching his breath while enjoying his climax. They both moaned quietly, One-eight six rotating her ass slightly while the midget nuzzled his balls.

He rolled off them after while pushing One-eight-six aside, motioning for her to cup her cunt with a hand and then eyed the midget pointing at his cock. She sucked noisily, deftly draining the last few drops. One-eight-six knew exactly why she was made to cup her vagina and as soon as the midget was ordered flat on her back again with her mouth wide open she positioned her cunt on her thick full lips and removed her hand. She felt her inner labia being spread, then two little thumbs prying her orifice open and then an eager tongue entering sucking hard draining her vaginal canal of semen and cunt juice.

He watched closely making eye contact with the midget and then pointed at One-eight-six’s mouth. Nothing had to be said and as soon as she finished sucking, holding as much as she could in her mouth, One-eight-six was quickly on her back with her mouth wide open as her partner crawled on top of her and from an inch away drained a mouthful mixture of cunt juice, saliva and semen. She slurped and moaned with pleasure while maintaining eye contact with her client. He then pointed at her mouth sticking out his tongue and they French kissed noisily sucking hungrily on each others lips and tongues while noisily exchanging bodily fluids.

She then noticed him closing his eyes and without further orders they maintained mouth and tongue contact until he began to snore. The midget broke contact and bit her ear teasingly.

“I loved that and I love you.”

One-eight-six whispered back in her ear, “I love you too and I have since I crushed your beautiful black body while being screwed by the warden. It’s a cruel world isn’t it?” She squeezed her curvaceous and soft little body, clutching her bubble ass as her neck was being sucked and kissed.

“Let’s go to the bathroom I’m really horny and I want to be orally serviced by the woman I love.”

“What if we get caught?”

“They’re both out cold and we are allowed to pee and wash up aren’t wee?” They carefully moved off the bed and entered the bathroom. The midget put down the seat and One-eight-six lifted her up; she leaned back spreading her thick thighs exposing her shaven vulva. One-eight-six quickly knelt and dove in licking her delicious cunt, clutching her ass cheeks, bringing her to a climax three times.

She picked her up and sat down placing her black lover on her lap. They hugged and kissed warmly.

“How do you feel being displayed in the lineup every night?”

“I’m rarely there sweetie.”

“How do you get to the clients then?”

“The photo shoot, they pick me out of the album.”

“But…I’m in an album too.”

“Yes but I’m not only naked in the album. I’m shown as a baby in diapers sucking a soother; also dressed like youngsters at various ages playing with dolls and stuff. The syndicate is caching in on my baby face.”

“Ouch…that’s really weird.

“Yes but on top of that, it’s insulting; I am an adult woman. As far as acting out being a baby or a youngster of whatever age and submitting to whatever they do to me; I’ve gotten used to that. They’re all very nice and loving clients, no riding crops other than erotic groping hand spankings when I’m naughty; everyone loves my bubble butt. Some of them undress, bathe and then dress me again, treating me like a doll or watch me doing it.”

“Dress you with what?”

“There are five of us midgets in this program. We each have a special client room equipped with closets stocked with clothing our size including underwear; you know the frilly lace kinds. There are dolls to play and all kinds of toys. There is a baby crib and diapers, baby bathtub and feeding bottles for those who are turned on by that kind of thing.

“The client can pick out whatever he wants me to wear. I was trained after my deflowering and three days with the monster and the madam, for one month by the super of our little department before serving my first client. I think it’s like going to acting school.”

One eight six fondled her perky black breast. “I don’t get it you acting a youngster with these beautiful tits.”

“They have flesh colored bands with two opening for my nipples flattening my breast. They come with various sized opening depending on what stage of maturity they fancy.”

“That is incredible and more than a little bizarre.”

“Yes it is, but whenever I have any qualms I visualize the pits, the madams riding crop and the beast; so I’ll move heaven and earth to fulfill my clients every sexual fantasy, no matter what.”

“So after these men play dress up with you or whatever do they fuck you?”

“Every client is different. Some take me to bed and fuck me like a woman. Others masturbate while fondling me or watching me dress or undress, some fit it between my thighs from the back or the front and ejaculate that way.

Many perform oral sex on me or want me to do it to them. In both cases I act like it’s my first time and pretend I don’t want to do it. They try all kind things depending on the age I’m supposed to be, like promising candy or certain toys as a reward. Sometimes when I’m a teen they’ll spank me very lightly, then caressing and sometimes kissing my ass cheeks while I cry, promising to be good. Then of course in the case of them licking my pussy I eventually have a loud climax and ask them what happened to me. My super teaches us that it bolsters the male ego to satisfy a female.

“With the blow jobs, eventually after much bribing, including gentle instructions I magically become an experienced fellatio artist. Again the super teaches us that at some point the client’s fantasy ends and the reality of ejaculation begins; we much learn to determine that point.

“I don’t swallow unless persuaded, usually by him scraping some with a finger and touching it to my lips. I always make a face at first but after a few more tries I open wide, licking my lips pretending that it’s delicious. Then I eagerly suck his finger and sometimes his cock; slurping as much as I can while smiling appreciatively.

“Midgets are a big turn on for many regular sized men; we drive them wild. I’ve had many clients ejaculate one way or another up to ten times during a session. Some jerk off while hugging and kissing me as soon as I enter the room; usually dressed in very short frilly nightgown, lace panties, lace ankle socks, cute slippers and a flower in my hair”

“You mean men play with midgets dressing and undressing them like dolls. I can’t believe that.”

“You learn a lot about the true nature of at least some men when you’re a midget. They are very caring though; most want me to call them uncle. Many times they just want you on their laps for a long time, hugging, kissing and snuggling them while they fondle you; like we’re doing now. I have fallen to sleep in the arms of many clients that way, before being gently awakened and undressed or partly undressed for actual sex.”

“I still don’t get it; you’re an amply developed woman and incredibly curvaceous, nothing like a youngster at all.  

“It doesn’t matter, I’m three foot-seven inches, cute as a button and some men imagine me at a certain age and it’s my responsibility as a sex slave to bring that fantasy to life.”

 

“Some women are crazy about midgets too.” She kissed her passionately. “Have you ever been punished by the Madam for not performing properly?”

“Never in my nine months here. That horrible pit and the beast absolutely terrify me; I pay strict attention to my super’s tutoring and do exactly what he and any client demands. No one has ever complained about my obedience and absolute willingness to please.”

“Does the super fuck you as well?”

“Yes, usually one or two of us daily. He treats us like women when making love to us though; no weird stuff. He uses many different positions and includes oral sex almost every time. It’s part of our training and if he’s loving me for instance the other midgets are always there to watch and learn. When I say making love to us, that’s exactly what he does. After such a session we’re encouraged to ask question and discuss the motives or advantages of the many different ways of doing it.

“He takes the clients role when teaching us how to please them but then he doesn’t ejaculate.

“There is an assistant female who looks after our bathroom needs…hair and so on; there is a complete bathroom there. He picks one of us to have lesbian sex with her daily, which everyone also watches.

“He also lends us out to other supers at regular intervals; I think it is a compulsory exchange program ordered by the beast. It includes him of course, the madam, the doctor and the dentist. You know everybody gets a piece of us.”

“It’s the same for the rest of us.”

“The five of us, actually six right now are kept separately in a special cell block. The sixth is a doll faced Asian Indian midget, right out of the pits and her three days with the beast and madam. She’s still in shock; while being trained to replace a three year veteran.”

“What do you mean veteran?”

“She’s an African midget who’s been here three years and is loosing that sweet baby faced look. So, she’ll soon be moved to the regular midget cell block. She’s happy however; she’ll be treated like an adult from then on.”

“Yes but then she’ll be subjected to client beatings like we were tonight.”

“That’s true but a few lashes and some tears are better than being treated like something you’re not. We’re adults and I would gladly accept regular lashes to get out of my present situation.

“Anyway that’s how we’re trained; we don’t leave our cell block except for swimming and sunbaths; even the female wrestling super comes to our cell block. Our super teaches us all we need to know about sex and acting a certain age, how to dress, undress and look shy or scared; how to act when told to or being undressed shyly covering oneself or crying with shame or being eager and willing. There no end to the training scenarios, we practice constantly every day. Another difference is that we’re never chained, wear any restraints and were not marked.”

“But you have one-four-eight on your thigh?”

It is some kind of temporary ink and will be washed off in the morning.

“So you’re chained and numbered only when in an auction?”

“I’m being prepared for the day when I lose my cute glow. I’ve even been in the lineup a few times lately, so I know about restraints, carrying that iron ball and being referred to by number.”

“Do you have a meditation hour before serving your clients like we do?”

“Yes it’s almost like hypnosis isn’t it? It seems to transport me from reality to a make believe world. I usually feel like a fairytale princess before entering the room. The super tells us that it lends an air of mystique and graceful obedience to our presence when we enter the room and face the client.

He has taught us to enter and stand there, breathing deeply, head cocked a bit making eye contact, with one finger in the corner of your mouth while absently minded lifting the hem of the nightie revealing a bit of pantie.”

“So you feel bad about being treated like a youngster?”

“All midgets do in the outside world too, people think you’re cute and pat you on the head and stuff. That infuriates most midgets or little people as you’re supposed to say.

“I’m sorry but I actually think midget is a sexy term and that…you are cute…does that make you angry?”

“You’re my lover, so midget is a term of endearment.” She kissed her warmly.

“So until you lose that glow you’re stuck where you are.”

“Like any of us, what choice do I have, other than the devils hole with its rats and snakes? My initial nine days was enough; I was terrified out of my wits, totally horrified and obeyed all orders slavishly when released.

I was raised in a strict religious and protective family in the Caribbean. We read from the bible, praying at every meal and other times too. Sex was never discussed; not that it was taboo, I just had no knowledge or curiosity about it what so ever. Masturbation or playing with your self was a concepts totally outside of my personal experience. I arrived here with the mindset of a fourteen year old.”

“How is your mindset now?”

“My experience here has probably added nine years to my life mentally. I didn’t tell you but I also arrived here as a virgin.”

“Well based on your story, I thought as much. So the beast performed the honors?”

“No, once the doctor discovered my hymen was intact I was auctioned off as a virgin the very next day, in the same room we were sold in tonight. The auctioneer described my status as a virgin in graphic detail. I was even displayed on a table with my legs spread by guards while another spread my labia and orifice so each auction bidder could inspect my hymen. I was shaking and crying hysterically through the whole thing; I’d never been so humiliated or terrified. I don’t know what the winner actually paid on his bill but the last bid was over a million. He was kind though and took several hours of gentle foreplay and even let me watch a movie first but oh did it hurt when he penetrated me, I thought I was going to die.”

“So when did you serve the beast?”

“I was actually introduced to the madam first. She told me right off that any hesitation or complaint about what she was going to do to me would mean two weeks in the pit. She proceeded to introduce me to mutual oral sex, which I found disgusting and unnatural but it didn’t hurt and after the shock wore off I accepted that two women licking each other was just part of a sex slave’s fate. She made me do it several times during the night and I actually experienced a strange feeling the second time which she explained to me was known as a climax.

“So you had the first climax in your life with a woman?”

“Yes but the next night the warden appeared in the room naked. I screamed hysterically shaking and crying, thinking he was a nightmare from hell. He just sat down in a chair and watched me with as sadistic smirk on his ugly face. Then he ordered me to stand and turn to display my body. He told me that I was to love him passionately during the night and if I didn’t conform, I would go to the pit and that there would be rats and snakes in this one. He also told me that I had to learn how to suck his cock and swallow the cream and that I would be buggered some time during the night. I had no idea what buggering was.

“Next he grasped me fondling my body everywhere and then lifted me on his lap. I felt his cock rise between my thighs as he began to kiss me. The madam had taught me to French kiss so when I felt his tongue probing my lips I opened my mouth responding in kind. By this time I was shaking all over in a trance-like state, trapped in a horrifying nightmare. I’d been seized by a devious beast preparing to devour me whole. I was helpless to resist this monstrous creepy creature and just blindly obeyed his every wish. He sneered that I had to hug and caress him while he continued to slobber kisses on me. I did as ordered, shivering with disgust feeling his hairy body. I had seen many men on the beach with some body hair but not like this ape.

“Then he lifted me to the floor and forced my head down in his crotch and ordered me to open my mouth and suck on it. Despite having been deflowered I had never seen a penis and I nearly threw up looking at his hairy crotch with this baggy thing hanging down. I now know his cock was semi hard and that ugly wrinkled sack covered in curly hair was his balls. I then thought about the pit and put his red knob in my mouth while I felt like my entire stomach would come up. Then I thought about the pit again and began to suck on the nauseating thing.  

“He then said to spit on it and get it very vet and suck on it again which I did. I knew what sexual intercourse was with a man by now, because I’d had it done to me when deflowered but I thought that was it and I couldn’t for the life of me comprehend why anyone would suck on it or want to have it sucked.

“Then suddenly he lifted me up and straddled my legs around his hips and I could feel his penis press into my crotch. He used one hand to fit it in the right place and then forced my body down ramming it in all the way. I screeched in pain which made him laugh sneeringly; he grasped my ass cheeks and then jerked me up and down for a while before ordering me to do it. I’m strong so I worked hard using my feet on his chair for leverage. He kept grumbling faster, faster which I did despite the pain and then suddenly he groaned with pleasure and pressed me down holding his cock inside me for a long time. He then lifted me of his penis, stood up and threw me on the bed. He jumped on top of me and just went to sleep.

“I never slept a wink that night. He woke up later, rolled off me and sat on the edge of the bed making a phone call. He snapped a number saying “right now” and hung up. A minute later a gorgeous white female blonde entered and fell to her knees in front of him kissing his feet. He then ordered her to rise on her knees and slapped her face hard four times nearly, knocking her over with each blow. What amazed me what that she returned her head after recovering, raising her chin looking at him demurely while waiting for the next blow. He then ordered me to kneel next to her and slapped me four times. I fearfully copied what she had done returning my head reluctantly each time for the next slap.

“He then sneered at the white female and pointed at his cock and then at me saying, “teach her”. She pulled me in close and we moved in between his knees. She then kissed his knob and circled her tongue around it. She moved her head back and indicated that it was my turn. I kissed it feeling disgusted again and circled my tongue around the big red knob. Next she showed me how to frig his shaft and taught me how to fondle his balls gently while sucking noisily on the knob. I tried hard to follow her instructions but found it difficult to coordinate all three functions at once. I must have taken ten minutes before getting it all together. By then he started to groan and soon exploded in my mouth choking me as I coughed most of it out, the sticky stuff draining down my chest and tits.

“She whispered in my ear, keep sucking, swallowing and slurping if you know what’s good for you. The snakes and rats flashed through my mind and I sucked and swallowed the salty stuff as if I was starving. He then sat back and watched as she fingered the spilled gobs of cum from my chest and tits, sticking them in my mouth to be sucked and swallowed. Next she licked the remainder off my skin and then sort of kissed and spat it in my mouth. I learned that night that mans sperm must never be spilled; it has to remain inside your body in one place or another. Also, that for some reason you must slurp noisily while sucking and swallowing.

“He then ordered the other slave to get a number two plug. I had no idea what he meant but soon found out. I saw her pick up a plug like object and lubricate it with something. I was then ordered to get on the bed on my forearms and knees and was shocked once again that night when she twisted it inside my anus. It hurt going in but felt fairly comfortable after a while. He then ordered the other slave out after slapping her several times. She thanked him sincerely kissed his feet and left. Then he went to sleep next to me. I never slept and kept wondering why that plug was doing in my anus.

“I certainly found out when he woke maybe a couple of hour later. First he wanted his cock sucked and I tried my best to do it like I had been shown earlier and it soon became rock hard. Then he ordered me on my hands and knees and got behind me yanking out the plug and then shocked me once again by forcing his cock inside my anus. It was extremely painful and I cried with pain while he groaned and sneered with delight, mercilessly ramming my aching bum hole. After coming he pulled it out and slapped my ass hard about five times saying “congratulations your ass cherry has been sodomized” I figured then that was the buggering he spoke of earlier”

She stopped talking and hugged her listener who stayed quiet for a minute. “The next day I was ordered into his office to watch him work beating and fucking other slaves. At meal time he sat me on his knees and made me feed him mouth to mouth. I nearly threw up several times while he groped and pinched my body sneering as he hurt me, especially my tits and ass.”

“Three holes in one night two of them new, you poor thing, I thought I was shanghaied out of society but I lived in the bar circuit for a long time with a fake ID; sex with men or women was my hobby”. I was abducted there with a date drug.” She squeezed her tiny lover tight kissing her forehead. “How did they abduct you?”

“I’m a very strong swimmer and I used to swim off the beach two or three times a week and despite my sheltered life and naive personality I was a daredevil, always out too far in the breakers. That day, three days after my eighteenth birthday I heard the shark siren go off and headed back to the beach but a sailboat crossed my path and you know how they sometimes lean over with the rail in the water, two white men hauled me in, unseen on the side away from the beach. The last thing I remember was being wrapped in a towel, crammed into a small storage locker in the cabin and then a sharp pain in my arm.”

“They drugged you, after probably watching and planning the abduction for weeks even the shark signal was probably from their boat.”

“Yes, a well executed crime; I was more than likely believed to have drowned or eaten by sharks. Then like everyone else I woke in that infernal hell hole.” She shivered and hugged One-eight-six.

“You told me you never had sex or even thought about it before you were abducted but you like it now. I can tell you’re not acting; not only that, you’re multi-orgasmic like me.”

“I don’t act as long as I’m treated like an adult. I love sex now thanks to my super’s gentle love making. After a month of his almost daily penetrations I guess my vagina stretched and the penis became pleasurable, giving me climaxes rather than pain. I’m not married so that is still a sin; worse than that I really enjoy lesbian sex which is a grave sin. But I hope that higher power will absolve me from my sins even if I enjoy sex.

“I don’t see how you could be punished for being a slave. Enjoying sex just means that the higher power provided you with nerve ending in the right places for signaling your brain’s pleasure center.

They kissed warmly and then sneaked back in the room, curling up separately on the carpet waiting for the guard.”

To be Continued

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