“Earl, dont you dare let this one get away, you hear me? Quit playin’ around and buy the bitch! You got all them young trailer trash you always runnin’ around with and pokin’ over at the motel – well, I want this fine-lookin’ thing to keep me all warm and pleasured whenever I want it. So get her! And one more thing. I ain’t sharin’ her with ya. The only tastes she gonna have on her tongue is my pussy and my asshole. Get it done, Earl.”
Earl knew better than to disappoint his wife. He raised a finger and sighed, ” Okay, damnmit, ten thousand.”
“This here is gonna be your little place, girl,” Dotty informed her. “Don’t ya fret yourself none about how it looks ’cause the only thing that will be important to ya is keepin’ a clean sheet. 01′
Elmer here might look a bit frail, but the man shoots cum like our big bull out in the yard. And I really starts leakin’ juices when I gets my pussy licked. So you’ll be havin’ to change sheets quite bit. Now I wants ya to know that one of the things I’m real big on is whippin’. That’s one of the reasons besides sex that we got ya. Elmer’s just gonna be fuckin’ every day. But me, I likes to be spendin’ a couple nights a week in here just with you and this ol’ strap thats I keep in the main house. You know, I used to work as a guard over at the State Women’s Prison. Some of my best memories is how I used to take a pretty little think down to the boiler room and lay the strap to her so’s to give her the right attitude. So I knows you gonna keep me real happy with ya here.”
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Auctioneers by Hines
Trying out by De Haro
She desperately tried to remain unresponsive as her face crumbled into revulsion, tears stinging her eyes. But when he tongued her ear, she couldn’t help but shudder, her shoulders spasming.
He drew slightly back, his fingers stilling on her tit. “Hey baby,” he mumbled. “Sorry I woke you.” Then he immediately restarted slobbering all over her face, neck, shoulders and arms. Between kisses he whispered, “Relax … it’s okay … just relax….”
Struggling to keep from reacting, the girl carefully tested her limbs under the covers. Her legs seemed free, but when she tried to move her feet she discovered that her big toes were affixed together. Her attention snapped back to her assailant when his mouth made its way down her chest. Claire’s back arched, her eyes screwing shut as his lips found her breasts.
He’d knead them out of the lace v-neck and suck on the nipples like ice cream. Claire heard herself mewl, drool pouring out either side of her wrenched-back mouth.
“Like that, huh?” he quietly leered. “All right then….” He went back to it: kneading, suckling, licking, and nipping as she shook her head in loathing.
Claire started to shake, but he jerked her by her breasts. “I wouldn’t do that,” he softly warned. “You think this is bad? You don’t wanna know what would happen if you wake her.” He nodded toward the snoring teacher.
Claire’s big, wet, wide eyes stared into her molestor’s … then she slowly stiffened, her nostrils flaring.
“Smart girl,” he commended, then reached around to grab her ass, pulling her even closer against him. Embracing her tightly, he began to suckle her throat, leaving hickeys behind. Claire’s body began to shudder with sobs.
“Aw, don’t do that,” he chided, grabbing both her tits. “It’s so damn sexy! Here, I got an idea.”
He dragged her under him, on her back, and lay atop her, planting his mouth back around her sopping wet lips.
You’ve been a bad, bad girl by Steve, Geoffrey Merrick
The teacher flicked the switch perfectly across the girl’s nipples. Al was afraid everyone in the police station heard the girl’s scream. He quickly clicked the phone shut.
“What’s up?” Ted asked casually.
“Uh, nothing,” the deliveryman said, lowering his hand so it obscured the bulge in his pants. “It’s just that … um … Dotty’s got a little something waiting for me back home.” Ted looked up inquiringly from his desk. “We’re … ah … celebrating.”
“Well, don’t let me keep you tiger,” Ted grinned.
Al left the station as fast as he could, setting a new world’s record for deliveries that morning.
When Al got back, Dotty’s car was gone and the girl was nowhere in sight. Could the teacher have brought Claire with her for afternoon classes?
The deliveryman had a vision of the girl brutally bound and viciously gagged in the trunk or across the back seat wearing a cheerleader outfit or yet another schoolgirl get-up, but he quickly discarded the thought.
Intensely textured for your pleasure by Steve, Geoff Merrick
The deliveryman dragged the groaning girl to her knees, cupped the back of her head, and shoved her face down onto his cock.
It stabbed into the hole in her mouth like a knife into a scabbard. The crown hit the back of her throat, setting off her gag reflex, but he didn’t let go as she twisted and choked. In a trice, the teacher was there, grabbing the back of the girl’s neck while jamming her other hand deep into her bra.
“There, there, dear,” she crooned into Claire’s ear as she mauled a tit. “Take it … take it all, like a good girl.”
One of Dotty’s hands was back in the girl’s shirt as she leaned down on Claire’s back while thrusting the warming, whirring wanker up into her over and over and over again.
Claire was sweating profusely, her shirt all but transparent, her legs vibrating. Drool poured out of her yanked-open mouth, splashing the deliveryman’s lap and splattering the floor around his chair. Mucous streamed out of her nostrils and a steady stream of tears coursed down her cheeks. She didn’t even feel Swanson’s fingers leaving her chest, but she certainly felt them find her clit.
The girl twitched in place as the teacher expertly stimulated her student as only a fellow female could.
Claire began to twist her torso, her mouth locked to his cock and her knees seemingly nailed to the kitchen floor. She began to rhythmically grunt in hysteria as her skin reddened.
He flogged the girl’s six times on each breast by Damian
Slavegirls in an oriental world
The servant stood in front of her and pulled the crop back again like a coiled spring and released it onto her unprotected nipples.
SLAP!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
He did it six times on each nipple. The brothers nodded their approval, slowly.
Then they walked over to the slave and stood on each side of her. They each pulled one of her knees and opened her thighs wide once again. They stared for a long time at her open sex lips. Then they bent down in turn and gave her lips a big, slow lick, moving from the bottom and flicking the tips of their tongues on her clitoris.
They checked that the clitoris was erect and nodded at the servant. He released his tensed riding crop directly onto it once again…
THWAAACK!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
On the third blow the girl wet herself. The brothers licked her thighs and tasted her urine as if it was quality wine.
After the sixth blow she was sobbing. The brothers nodded and the servant released her. He made her lay back over an old wine barrel. She was on her back like a crab with her cunt open and exposed again. The brothers picked up a cat o’nine tails, with knots on the end of stiff leather strips.
They flogged her slowly, taking it in turns to bring the leather down on her exposed cunt lips.
THWAAACK!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
The Avenger raised her glass each time the whip stung the woman’s asshole by De Haro
The avenger
The Avenger stood and walked over to whisper into the woman’s ear, She was tied facing a thick pole and her back and ample bottom were covered on welts and red stripes. Oddly enough she had not screamed or cried out during her flagellation, even though she had tried.
“You’re going to receive the same treatment you’re getting on your back and that fat ass of yours in all the right places. Hugo will spin your around and then he’ll whip your cow sized tits until they are zebra-striped. And then he’ll spread your legs and do the same to your pussy. He’ll beat your cunt until your pussy lips look like tiny hams, swollen red!
“And if you are wondering why you can’t scream or yell … Botox injected into your throat has paralyzed your vocal chords, permanently I’d say. You see, we were best friends at one time, but you couldn’t say ‘no’ when The Committee wanted me dealt with, couldn’t say ‘no’ when they asked you to arrange for my capture, or say ‘no’ when they sold me … now you will never be able to say ‘no’ to anything, no matter how degrading, ever again.”
Out for a monday morning walk by Thorn
“Wiggle your cunt, you bitch! Oh Jeez, I’ve got a good head of steam up today! I’m about ready to explode through my pants… I’m gonna rape you just the way you are when we get back, both holes, front and back. We’re gonna visit your Uncle Ernie tonight. He’s the one with the bullwhip, you remember? You must be pleased, your Uncle Ernie’s very fond of you!”
“Hot cunt here… Over 37 degrees in the brown hole. And she drips like a mop as soon as you touch her moist little clitty… Take the usual precautions, Governor.”
“Trust me, doctor. We’ll put her in an isolation cell, stripped off tit and cunt naked, until the temperature goes down. We don’t want any of the other prisoners catching anything nasty, do we?
“And of course the prisoner will receive daily medical care. The treatment takes a long time, but it’s the best way to cure these attacks of high temperature…”
“There, there, kid, no need to cry. Doc and I will see you get all the attention you need, don’t worry about that!”
She obeyed, He looked down at her cunt by Damian
Slavegirls in an oriental world
The Sheik wanted his sons to know how to treat and train a slave, so he invited them to watch the first training session.
His slave trainer stripped her naked and made her turn round slowly in front of the men.
“Bend over, bitch, and lift your buttocks!”
The girl obeyed. The men fell silent as she raised her firm buttocks. The deep dark cleft between her cheeks fascinated them.
“Pull your ass cheeks apart! Show my sons your anus and your cunt, slave!
The men fell silent with lust.
“Now face your Masters and show them your tits! Put your hands behind your neck! Arch your back and stick your tits out! Turn left and right! Again! Make your tits move, like a whore!”
The men watched fascinated as her irresistible breasts wobbled and jiggled and settled back into place…
SLAP!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
Without warning, the trainer had caught her a stinging blow on the breasts with his riding crop. She had not expected it and she brought her hands down to rub her breasts.
“Nobody told you to do that, slave!” the trainer shouted. “Put your hands back up and stick your tits out again!”
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
“NOOOOOOOOOO!!! Don’t, please! AAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
The trainer tied her arms out sideways.
“There is only one rule to learn, bitch!” the trainer said. “It is to obey all orders, right?”
The girl nodded.
“This will help you remember!”
He selected a long, flexible riding crop and flogged her all over her naked body.
She sucked on all fours and raised her buttocks for the son by Damian
Chinese torments
The local landowner had watched Jiao grow up on one of his farms. On her eighteenth birthday he decided that she was ready to please him. Jiao’s father owed him money and he proposed a deal. He would forget the debt in exchange for a month with her.
“Take all your robes off,” he ordered as soon as he reached his house.
“No, sir! I won’t do it! And my father shouldn’t do this! I’m a woman, not a sack of rice!”
The man called his son and the son stripped Jiao naked. The father opened his robes.
“Come and suck me!” he said.
“No, sir! Give me my clothes, please!”
“That would be a pity! My son and I want to see you naked, bitch!”
She turned her back on them both and covered up her breasts and her mons veneris with her hands. The son laughed.
“It’s a rope job,” he said. They suspended Jiao from a rafter and pulled her ankles apart.
“Pee for us!” the father said. “Wet the floor!”
“NOOOOO!!!”
“Give her six swipes on each buttock, son! If she hasn’t peed, give her six on each tit!”
SWIIIIIISH!
SLAP!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
The son counted out twenty-four stinging blows and she still hadn’t peed. They gave her water to drink and came back an hour later.
Until the day she escaped, tired of the flogging but also tired of the constant fucking by Damian
Slavegirls in an oriental world
He carried on until her breasts were covered in criss-cross welts.
Then he sent for the Sheik, who came with all ten members of his personal guard.
“The bitch is all yours!” he said. His guards placed her on a low table. One of them lay back with his cock in the air and they made her slide down it, facing away from the man. Then they pushed her back with her legs apart so that her cunt was exposed and another man slid his cock into it. A third fucked her mouth.
The Sheik gave orders for all the members of the Palace household to watch. They began a repetitive chant in rhythm with the men fucking her…
UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH!
FUCK THE BITCH! FUCK THE BITCH! FUCK THE BITCH!
Then the Sheik gave the order to fetch the other female slaves.
“Pick up one of the floggers and flog this bitch! It’ll hurt her more if it comes from her companions!”
SWIIIIISH! THWAAACK! THUD!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
When it was all over, the Sheik spoke to her…
“Will you obey your Master now, slave?”
“Yes, Master,” she sobbed.
“Good. In a few days when you have recovered, I will take you into the village. Any men or women in the village who want to fuck you can do so.”
