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Her husband had released her from slavery, she said, and so she could not be enslaved again by Mr Kane

GQS – Game of slaves

Ceruleus ordered her to strip…
“Good! Now put your big breasts on the table and lift your buttocks like the slave you are!” Rufia had no choice. She obeyed.

He pulled her buttocks apart and licked his lips.
“Your cunt’s shiny, slave! Do you like being fucked from the back? Which hole do you like to use most?”
“You won’t get away with this, you dirty snake! I’ll see to that! I’ll take my case to the Pharaoh himself! He’ll listen to me!”
“No, I don’t think so, Rufia! I have already presented my own papers to the royal scribes. But you are welcome to try. I doubt if he’ll receive you though. If he does, it’ll be to have you flogged for his own pleasure! I don’t think he’ll bother to fuck you. You’re too old now.”
“You fucking bastard, Cobra!”
“I’ll just check out this cunt of yours! Hmmm… It’s not as bad as I thought! It’s dry, but it’s tight enough. It looks like a good place for me to warm my cock!”

She was embarrassed but she obeyed and stood naked next to the slave by Damian

Slavegirls in an oriental world

The Sheik called his two servants.
“Fuck the two on the left!” he ordered. The men already had big erections and they didn’t need to be asked twice.

“It’s time to train you now!” the Sheik told his concubine, who had turned her head away again. “Nobody is fucking the Iberian girl,” he said. He ordered two servants to sit her on a table with her legs wide apart.

He turned to his concubine.
“Kiss the slave on her cunt lips”
“I… I don’t like women!”
“I said kiss the slave on the cunt! Get your face in there! Use your tongue! Lick her and suck her!” The concubine looked confused and frightened but she obeyed.

As she kissed and licked, one of the Sheik’s servants brought his riding crop down onto her buttocks…
SWIIIIISH!
SLAAAP!
“AAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

The Sheik let her work away at the girl’s vulva for a minute or two.
“Are you sucking her clit?” he asked.
“Yes! Don’t make him flog me again, please!”
“Get sucking! And make it wet and noisy!”
SUCK! SUCK! SUCK! SUCK!

The wet noises mixed with the groans and grunts and it all got through to the Sheik.
“Stick your ass up, concubine! Higher!”

He sank his cock deep into her cunt with a quick thrust and soon shot his load into her.
“OH! GASP! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!”

Show your master your big greasy fuckholes by Mr Kane

GQS – The curse of Isthar

“He could! There is nothing to stop him attacking the Lord and Master of Egypt if he wants to! He would have the might of all Rome behind him!”

“How do you know these things, whore?”

“I know because I was a whore! I know because I was in the subura some years ago. I was just an ordinary whore, but one night Marcus Antonius, Caesar’s lieutenant, came to the whorehouse and I became his lover. He took me out of the brothel later he handed me over to Caesar for a time. I was a kind of gift!

They both liked me. They fucked me for a time and then they freed me and gave me a new identity as a Roman patrician. Ever since then I have worked for Caesar, fucking and being fucked, but spying too and passing information on to him, keeping him well informed about all the rumors of plots against him. I fucked you too, Ptolemy, but you don’t remember me!”

Ptolemy’s face flushed red with anger. If it was true that they had fucked, the whore would have kept Caesar informed about him too!

The poor, virgin girls inside could hear the approach of the prince, and they already began to blubber and piss themselves in fear by Damian

Chinese torments

Pretty sisters Yu Mei, Yu Jun, and Yu Cai huddled together in their nakedness, their slender wrists throbbing from the rough, hemp rope. Confused and frightened, the girls had been lured away from their distant village with the promise of coin and prestige from waiting on the delicate ladies of the court. When the “matron” who hired them insisted on inspecting their feminine parts for purity and cleanliness, the naïve, village girls had no idea what was in store for them.

Prince Qin Qing smiled as he beheld his newest “songbirds” huddling together in the corner, whimpering and mewling like baby kittens. “Ah… such pretty little birds! How I wish to hear them sing! Guards… if you would please attend to my humblest needs, I would be ever so grateful.”

The cruel guards laughed as they ripped the screaming sisters apart and bound them tightly with hemp rope, spreading their arms and legs so that the poor, virgin, village girls were completely exposed and helpless! “Please! There has to be some mistake! We were supposed to be maids!” the poor, blubbering bimbos begged. “You can’t do this to us! It isn’t right!” another wailed. The guards just laughed again at the poor girls’ pleas. “Do you see who this is? This is Prince Qin Qing! He is of royal blood and far above you dirt poor girls! He can do whatever he wishes with your bodies, and he WILL do as he wishes!” The guards slapped jiggling thighs, pawed prime pussies, and beat bouncing breasts while the cutie cunts chirped and cried.

The more he flogged her naked breasts, the hornier the landowner got by Damian

Witch hunt

The Abbot smiled and thought for a moment. He knew of the landowner’s interest in the girl and he knew too that the landowner was a generous donor to the abbey.
“Do you think it’s necessary? We could carry out some preliminary investigation ourselves.”
The landowner smiled.
“I’ll look forward to that,” he said.
“She can be arrested and tortured without being permanently harmed. It will be good for her soul. She seldom comes to church. It will encourage her and keep her on the true path. You can be there with a hood over your head and a veil over your face. In return, you will provide funds for the maintenance of the Abbey.”

The landowner smiled and agreed.

A week later Brenna found herself in the Abbey, tied to a wooden column and with her legs wide apart. To make it more discreet the Abbot had called a jailer from a nearby town to work on her.

Brenna’s lovely breasts were naked and defenseless. Her clitoris was fully exposed. At first when they tied her legs apart her cunt lips had stuck together and the jailer had carefully separated them.

The landowner stood next to her, watching as the jailer closed his pliers around one of Brenna’s nipples…
“Tell us the truth, witch! Do you walk with the Devil at night? Does he take the form of a goat?”
“NO! I have a goat! It’s my goat! Ask anyone in the village! I get him in from the fields at night!”

The jailer squeezed her nipple hard.
“AAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
He squeezed the other nipple too…
“AAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

She obeyed and the customer fucked her on the cushions by Damian

Roman Decacence

There was a murmur in the crowd.

“And she hid knives in trees and stabbed the man who was fucking her!”

The crowd grew angry…
“Flog the bitch!”
“Use a riding crop on the slut’s tits!”
“Is she a good fuck? We want a demonstration! HAHA!”
“How does her skin take the crop?”

The auctioneer smiled.
“Pull the rebel up!” he ordered. Two guards appeared and took up position, one in front of her with a long riding crop and another behind her with a long wooden paddle.

SWIIIISH!
SLAP!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

The cruel crop came down onto her naked breasts again and again, covering them with red lines.

“Show us the rebel’s cunt!” someone shouted.
The auctioneer tugged on the rough sack and pulled it off. She had a prominent well-rounded mons veneris that caused many of the men to lick their lips…

To be shamed by such a lowly concubine by Damian

Chinese torments

Zheng Zian was no drunk but rather an imperial spy! If Xing Sya had minded her manners, she might not have lied about knowing the Emperor in order to get her way. Such a crime was unforgivable! One “horseriding accident” later, and pretty Xing Sya found herself nude and bound in tight hemp rope in a cold dungeon, sweating as she stared at the pyramid before her.

Old Zheng Zian marched in, grinning like the cat that got the cream as he lead a big, burly soldier alongside him. “Hello little lily flower. I hear you know the Emperor. Is that true?” Suddenly confronted by the armored soldier, little Xing Sya shook her head desperately. “N-no, great master… it is not true! I have lied! Please forgive me!” she begged, desperate to do anything to get out of this situation. “I’ll do whatever you wish! Just please release me!”

Old Zheng Zian laughed. “Oh? You poor, foolish girl! I can ALREADY do anything I wish to you and your body!” Zheng Zian clucked his tongue and chuckled. “And you have already dug yourself deeper! It is bad enough to pretend to know the Emperor, but it’s even worse to lie to a government official! Perhaps it would be a great kindness to teach both you… and your asshole, the error of your ways!”

We must cleanse your holes before we fuck-um you good by Damian

Wild West

Unfortunately for Jenny, Sarah, and the boys, they couldn’t have chosen a worse place to meet. While the boys were called away to run drills, the girls were left all alone… right in the path of a native slaver war band!

Jenny and Sarah’s plan turned against them as they screamed and shrieked for help, but there was nobody to save them. The natives quickly stripped both Jenny and Sarah of their clothes until the girls were naked and exposed, their feminine bits jiggling delightfully in the wind. Both of the girls felt betrayed; where were their dashing cavaliers? They were supposed to be saved! But even if the boys had shown up, it wouldn’t have done them any good. Two young bucks had no chance against the three hardened warriors, let alone two delicate females…

“They smell like sluts!” one of the slavers said, frowning unhappily. “They wouldn’t even fetch a single bottle of firewater between the two of them!” another said, shaking his head. “I bet they aren’t even tight in their asses! The whores!” The warriors looked at each other grimly. “This wasn’t even worth the effort! We should just leave them for the crows!” one raged. “These white, western sluts can’t keep their legs together! They must fuck every swinging cock that comes before them! Like animals!”

“Now hold, brothers! Remember what the shaman said! We can renew these slaves and make them useful, even if just for a time! Remember the fire god’s blessing!”

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.

The slave trader inspected the new slaves who had arrived in the port that day by Damian

Roman Decacence

The customer had asked for them to be trained. The trader hung them both in ropes and brought a selection of flogging instruments: a leather belt, riding crops, cat o’nine tails with hanging leather straps, bundles of twigs tied together, wooden paddles for making butter and bamboo canes which cut into the skin. He also had a small collection of metal clamps which could be tightened on breasts and nipples, or attached to belts and used to squeeze cunt lips together.

SWIIIISH! THWAAACK!
SLAP! SLAP!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
AGH! AAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

The more he flogged, the hornier the slave trader got. After a time he couldn’t stand it anymore. His erection was bothering him too much. He took both girls to an area where he had big wooden barrels, cut in half and fixed to the ground.
“Sit on those barrels and let your arms and legs hang down like table legs!” he ordered. He fixed their wrists and ankles to rings set on the floor.
“That’s the way a slave should be,” he said, “with her cunt up in the air, ready to serve her Master!”

The girls were now completely helpless. They knew that their cunts were the highest parts of their bodies and that their cunt lips were open and defenseless against flogging devices.

The trader picked up a heavy leather belt and brought it down onto their cunt lips.
SMACK!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
“Who does your cunt belong to, slave?”
“To my Master!”