Trabbian Justice Jungle Hell

[windar]

Alright, let's get this party started...


Chapter 15- Auctioned to the Highest Bidder

As the women approached the large building where the Warden’s party was to be held, the buzz of voices inside was quite loud. The room was crowded with perhaps 70 or 80 people, mostly men, but a few women. The guests were largely officials from the region, a few in police or military uniforms, but most in civilian clothes. Chairs were arranged in rows, facing a small stage. At the back was a cash bar and tables with food, which many of the guests were enjoying.

As they filed into the hall, Barb exclaimed, “Holy, shit! There’s that asshole from the Embassy, Tree.”

“Who?” Priya asked.

“You remember my story? The asshole who just wanted to see my tits and pussy and did nothing to help. And now he’s here. He’s going to want to fuck me, bet on it.”

Warden Noba mounted the stage and exclaimed loudly, “May I have your attention, please?” The room slowly quieted. “Welcome honored guests. I am glad so many of you could make it here. Our evening’s entertainment has arrived.” She motioned for the women to join her on stage.

“We have a special treat for you tonight. In addition to Barbara, Eulalia and Dorothy, whose pleasures many of you already have enjoyed, we have Priya, a doctor from the United States, with us. All of these ladies are available to the highest bidder. But of course, you should be able to see what you are bidding on. Ladies, do a little strip tease for our guests, please.”

Some stripper music began playing over the sound system. Dorothy, Barbara and Eulalia began doing a rather poor imitation of a stripper dance, slowly lifting and then lowering their tops, providing brief views of their breasts to tease the crowd. Priya saw little option but to join in. While none of them would have won any strip tease contests, the crowd didn’t seem to mind. They were hooting and hollering as the tops came off and were tossed into the audience, soon to be joined by the skirts.

Once the women were naked, the Warden had them each turn around slowly, so the guests could get a good look at their bodies. A man yelled out, “Their backs are all marked up. What happened?”

“Well,” Noba replied, “These lazy sluts didn’t meet their work quota a couple of days ago and were flogged. But I can assure you they will all work hard to satisfy you or they will ride the horse.” That brought loud cheering from the audience. “Now that you have all had a chance to examine the merchandise, let’s begin the auction for the first round.”

She summoned Eulalia forward. There were several bidders and the price rose to a sum in Trabbian currency around $ 250 US before a winner was declared. When Barb was called, Tree immediately bid $250, and no one attempted to outbid him. “Shit, I knew I’d end up with that disgusting creep,” Barb muttered. “He was all over me back at the police station, and now he’ll get what he wants, I guess.”

Dorothy attracted two determined bidders, perhaps lovers of large breasts, who took the price up to near $ 300. When it was Priya’s turn, a man in the front row stood up and immediately offered $ 400. No one challenged him.

The winners handed their cash to Noba. Priya noticed that the man who had purchased her services seemed familiar, but she couldn’t place him; however, the bills he gave to Noba came from quite a large wad. The winning bidders each escorted their prize to one of several mattresses laid out on the floor of the stage and began disrobing. Eulalia’s partner was hard already and had her quickly on all fours as he put a condom on and began vigorously fucking her from behind. Both Tree and Dorothy’s partner needed some oral stimulation first, which the women provided.

Priya’s partner was already hard as well; she guessed he had probably dosed himself with the blue pills in the jar on the bar that Noba was selling for $20 a piece. He had her lie on her back, which was very unpleasant given the whip wounds that still ached, slid a condom on and was inside her immediately, though he stayed still once there.

“Priya, do you remember me?” he asked.

“You seem familiar,” she replied woefully, feeling every wheal on her back as the man rested his weight on her.

“I am Dr. Fong, the one who examined you before your caning many years before.” Priya had to admit that he looked much as she remembered Fong, though aged by 15 years or so. “I recall we had a party then, but I did not get to fuck you. So now I can make up for that omission. You were a student then, and now you are a doctor in a Punishment Center, like I was, though I am now a businessman. I understand Noba has told you that I formed a company to market my cream.”

Priya found this an odd conversation to be having during sex, but she supposed it might be something a high-end escort did, and he had paid $ 400 to fuck her, so she guessed that was what she was for the night, even if all the money ended up in Noba’s pocket. She decided a smile and a nod would be in order. Fong began moving slowly in and out of Priya, each thrust causing distress to her back, but she gritted her teeth and didn’t complain, certain that doing so would bring bad consequences.

By this time, both Tree and Dorothy’s purchaser had become aroused and they were busy fucking the two women, Dorothy’s in the missionary position and Tree taking Barb from behind. Priya heard the others moaning with presumed pleasure. She was fairly sure it was fake, but it seemed like a service she had best offer, so she told Fong how great his dick felt inside her and how she was close to coming.

Soon, Eulalia’s partner groaned and grabbed her ass, obviously shooting his load inside her. That seemed to spur the other men on to greater action. Even Fong was thrusting vigorously, oblivious to the distress he was causing Priya’s back. Priya grimaced in pain, but did her best to make it seem like she was grimacing as she approached orgasm.

“You are making me come with your big cock,” she moaned in Fong’s ear. That was enough to drive him over the edge. He made a final thrust, then held still as he emptied himself. Within a few minutes, Dorothy’s trick achieved his goal. Perhaps because of his heavy alcohol consumption, Tree was taking his time with Barb, but eventually he completed his mission as well.

“Was everybody satisfied?” Noba asked. Priya was pretty sure she meant the question for the men, not the prisoners. They all indicated they were.

Soon, there was a second auction, with another nice chunk of change fattening Noba’s wallet. The women once again pretended that their partner was a great lover, satisfying their every desire. After that, the Warden called a 20 minute break so that she could make some money at the bar.

To stimulate sales, she had the women sit naked on barstools next to the bar, their legs spread wide so the customers could inspect the wares. That not only helped the bar sales, but probably boosted prices at the next auction round, not to mention helping sales of the blue pills. Those who forked over cash to enjoy the company of one of the foreign prisoners wanted to be able to get their money’s worth.

After a few more rounds, it seemed that all of the men who wanted action and had the ready cash to buy themselves some had been satisfied. Noba called another break.

“Does this mean the party’s winding down?” Priya asked.

“Ha!” Dorothy laughed. “We should be so lucky. Some of these filthy perverts are more interested in seeing us hurt than in fucking us. Just you wait and see.” And it was clear the party was not over, because the Warden was calling the proceedings back to order.

 

[Eulalia]

I'm ashamed of myself, failing to perform a seriously sexy strip -
after all, it's in a girl's best interests to attract the better class of buyer

 

[windar]

I'm ashamed of myself, failing to perform a seriously sexy strip -
after all, it's in a girl's best interests to attract the better class of buyer

Practice makes perfect, my dear. My advice is that you begin an intensive campaign to perfect your striptease. Of course, you must record your efforts and post them here. No doubt, you will get many helpful suggestions.

 

[windar]

Chapter 16- Ride ‘em Cowgirls

During the break, a wooden contraption had been placed on the stage, consisting of a large triangular frame, with a pointed edge facing up, mounted on 4 legs, such that the pointed edge was approximately 4 feet off the ground. On one end of the triangular part, was a wooden extension in the shape of the neck and head of a horse, the face painted on where it would be on the real animal. On the other end was pinned a cloth “tail”.

Noba took the microphone. “Now, honored guests, we are at the point in the evening where we will have some of these lovely ladies show us their equestrian skills. I will first ask each of you to put a nice tip in the buckets that my assistants are passing around for the care and feeding of the horse.”

As the bucket was being taken around, Noba asked, “Have you ever ridden a horse, Priya?”

“Yes,” Priya answered tentatively, unsure whether a yes or a no answer would cause her to experience more pain. “A few times, at fairs and such,” she added. This brought roars of laughter from the audience.

“But not one like this, I would guess,” Noba said. Priya shook her head. “Who would like to see this lovely lady go for a ride?” Noba asked. There were wild cheers and applause from the audience. “Then be generous.” And when the buckets were brought forward it was clear they had been.

One of Noba’s assistants grabbed two unoccupied chairs from the audience and placed then on either side of the horse. Noba announced in a loud, sarcastic voice, “Dr. Raman, your steed awaits. Please climb up on the chairs.” She guided Priya to stand with one foot on each chair, her body poised over the horse. “No need to stand on ceremony here. Please sit down.”

Priya lowered her body unto the horse, her legs straddling the wooden structure. Quickly, the Warden whisked away the chairs, leaving Priya’s entire weight to be borne by her crotch, which rested on the wooden wedge where the two sides of the horse met. Priya’s feet hung down below the bottom of the wood. The assistants quickly tied her hands behind her, so she could get no relief by pushing her body up. She tried to use her feet to do that, but the angle was wrong and they could find no purchase against the wooden sides.

“Of course, a rider needs spurs,” an audience member shouted.

“Indeed they do,” Noba replied. An assistant picked up two 5 kg weights, each attached to a rope with a slip knot at the other end. The knot end of each rope was looped around each of Priya’s ankles and the weights released, pulling the knots tight. The weight stretched Priya’s legs down, pushing her crotch hard onto the wooden wedge. Now there was no possibility of using her feet to relieve the pressure on her vulva.

Once Priya was properly mounted, Noba set a timer for 15 minutes. For the first minute or 2, Priya found the stretching and the pressure on her vulva to be extremely uncomfortable, but just borderline bearable. However, as the time progressed it grew worse. By the time 3 minutes had passed it was rapidly becoming unbearable. “Please, let me off. I’ll fuck all the men here if you want. Anything. Please, it hurts.”

Noba laughed. “You are not enjoying the ride my dear? It’s barely started. Let me know how you like it in a few minutes.”

Several female members of the audience approached to get a better view. “How do you like Trabbian horses, you whore?” one of them asked. All Priya could do in response was moan in agony.

Then Noba looked at the other 3 foreign prisoners. “What are you lazy sluts doing standing around?” Then in a louder voice she announced, “Anyone who wants a blowjob from one of these girls, can have one for $100.” Several men lined up and the first 3 handed Noba the cash and chose one of the 3 available women, who lowered their pants and went to work.

Then, the man on whom Dorothy was working said, “I would like to see her join the other one on the horse. I would happily pay another $ 100 if she would continue pleasuring me from a seat up there.”

“An excellent idea,” Noba crowed. “There is plenty of room for 2.”

Two of her assistants grabbed Dorothy, who was pleading “No, please, not the horse, I beg you.” Completely ignoring her imprecations, they got her mounted on the horse right in front of Priya. The man who had purchased her services stood on a chair next to the horse so that his erect penis was around the level of her mouth, a mouth from which moans of anguish were already beginning to be heard.

“I’ll tell you what, Brown, satisfy him and you can get down. Otherwise you can stay up there all night,” Noba announced. Dorothy turned her head in the direction of the man, who slid his penis inside her mouth.

Meanwhile, Priya’s distress was growing by the minute, only 5 of which had passed according to the timer, leaving 10 minutes of agony to go. It felt like the wood was slicing right through her pussy, into her very womb. She felt sheer panic, not knowing how she would bear the pain if it continued to increase, as she feared it would. Only the fact that she was sharing the horse with Dorothy, looking at her lovely back, scarred by the whip as Priya’s own back was, gave her any comfort at all.

The pain was now such that Priya was yelling nonstop, “Fuck, my pussy, shit, you’re killing me,” and various other imprecations unsuited to her professional standing.

Noba, tiring of the noise, and seeing a business opportunity at the same time asked, “Who will shut this whore up with a cock in her mouth? $ 100 and you can enjoy being her gag.” One of the men in a police uniform quickly handed her some bills. “And Raman, for an inducement and because I’m such a nice person, I’ll let you off as soon as you satisfy him, just like your friend,” Noba said.

The man got up on a chair and lowered his pants, freeing his large penis, already engorged from the anticipation of the pleasure in store and the sight of the obviously distressed naked woman whose mouth he had purchased for his satisfaction.

Priya was by now almost beside herself with the intense pain in her groin. She couldn’t fathom how she would concentrate enough to provide the oral stimulation to get her man off, but she knew it was her only possible relief. She looked at Dorothy in front of her on the steed and saw that she was doing her best to accomplish the goal. “If she can do it, I can too,” Priya thought. She opened her mouth wide and took the cock in.

It wasn’t easy trying to give pleasure to a man while your pussy was screaming in agony. As the pain built with each passing second to an even more unimaginable height, Priya was beside herself, unable to concentrate on getting the man off. Fortunately for her, he was excited enough by the scene of the two naked women on the horse and his cock in one of their mouths that he couldn’t hold back any more. He withdrew his penis, took it in his hand and shot a large load all over Priya’s face as she screamed in pain from the wood pushing into her most sensitive parts. Despite the disgusting substance on her face and in her hair, Priya found the load of salty jism as welcome as manna from heaven, because that meant she could finally dismount.

Perhaps stimulated by seeing the other man explode, the man who had purchased Barb reached his limit and deposited his semen in her mouth, with a loud groan. Noba’s assistants removed the weights from the two women’s feet and lifted them off the horse and dumped them on the ground. The two women lay beside each other, Priya’s legs draped over Dorothy’s, moaning as one, clutching their pussies to try to ease the pain.

Of course, the men who had paid for Eulalia and Barbara also wanted to enjoy the delights of being pleasured by a woman suffering the agony of the horse, so they forked over their cash as the protesting women were put in place in the saddle. From her spot on the ground, Priya could only see their feet dangling, their legs stretched into an agonizing bow by the ankle weights, as her own had been, the pointed wood digging into their soft female parts. But she could hear all too well their howls of pain, until those were silenced by the men inserting their cocks in the women’s mouths.

Soon, but not soon enough, the men reached their climaxes and Eulalia and Brab were deposited on the ground next to Dorothy and Priya, moaning tearfully at the pain and shame they had been forced to endure.

Noba called a 20 minute break.

 

[Barbaria1]

Alright, let's get this party started...


Chapter 15- Auctioned to the Highest Bidder

As the women approached the large building where the Warden’s party was to be held, the buzz of voices inside was quite loud. The room was crowded with perhaps 70 or 80 people, mostly men, but a few women. The guests were largely officials from the region, a few in police or military uniforms, but most in civilian clothes. Chairs were arranged in rows, facing a small stage. At the back was a cash bar and tables with food, which many of the guests were enjoying.

As they filed into the hall, Barb exclaimed, “Holy, shit! There’s that asshole from the Embassy, Tree.”

“Who?” Priya asked.

“You remember my story? The asshole who just wanted to see my tits and pussy and did nothing to help. And now he’s here. He’s going to want to fuck me, bet on it.”

Warden Noba mounted the stage and exclaimed loudly, “May I have your attention, please?” The room slowly quieted. “Welcome honored guests. I am glad so many of you could make it here. Our evening’s entertainment has arrived.” She motioned for the women to join her on stage.

“We have a special treat for you tonight. In addition to Barbara, Eulalia and Dorothy, whose pleasures many of you already have enjoyed, we have Priya, a doctor from the United States, with us. All of these ladies are available to the highest bidder. But of course, you should be able to see what you are bidding on. Ladies, do a little strip tease for our guests, please.”

Some stripper music began playing over the sound system. Dorothy, Barbara and Eulalia began doing a rather poor imitation of a stripper dance, slowly lifting and then lowering their tops, providing brief views of their breasts to tease the crowd. Priya saw little option but to join in. While none of them would have won any strip tease contests, the crowd didn’t seem to mind. They were hooting and hollering as the tops came off and were tossed into the audience, soon to be joined by the skirts.

Once the women were naked, the Warden had them each turn around slowly, so the guests could get a good look at their bodies. A man yelled out, “Their backs are all marked up. What happened?”

“Well,” Noba replied, “These lazy sluts didn’t meet their work quota a couple of days ago and were flogged. But I can assure you they will all work hard to satisfy you or they will ride the horse.” That brought loud cheering from the audience. “Now that you have all had a chance to examine the merchandise, let’s begin the auction for the first round.”

She summoned Eulalia forward. There were several bidders and the price rose to a sum in Trabbian currency around $ 250 US before a winner was declared. When Barb was called, Tree immediately bid $250, and no one attempted to outbid him. “Shit, I knew I’d end up with that disgusting creep,” Barb muttered. “He was all over me back at the police station, and now he’ll get what he wants, I guess.”

Dorothy attracted two determined bidders, perhaps lovers of large breasts, who took the price up to near $ 300. When it was Priya’s turn, a man in the front row stood up and immediately offered $ 400. No one challenged him.

The winners handed their cash to Noba. Priya noticed that the man who had purchased her services seemed familiar, but she couldn’t place him; however, the bills he gave to Noba came from quite a large wad. The winning bidders each escorted their prize to one of several mattresses laid out on the floor of the stage and began disrobing. Eulalia’s partner was hard already and had her quickly on all fours as he put a condom on and began vigorously fucking her from behind. Both Tree and Dorothy’s partner needed some oral stimulation first, which the women provided.

Priya’s partner was already hard as well; she guessed he had probably dosed himself with the blue pills in the jar on the bar that Noba was selling for $20 a piece. He had her lie on her back, which was very unpleasant given the whip wounds that still ached, slid a condom on and was inside her immediately, though he stayed still once there.

“Priya, do you remember me?” he asked.

“You seem familiar,” she replied woefully, feeling every wheal on her back as the man rested his weight on her.

“I am Dr. Fong, the one who examined you before your caning many years before.” Priya had to admit that he looked much as she remembered Fong, though aged by 15 years or so. “I recall we had a party then, but I did not get to fuck you. So now I can make up for that omission. You were a student then, and now you are a doctor in a Punishment Center, like I was, though I am now a businessman. I understand Noba has told you that I formed a company to market my cream.”

Priya found this an odd conversation to be having during sex, but she supposed it might be something a high-end escort did, and he had paid $ 400 to fuck her, so she guessed that was what she was for the night, even if all the money ended up in Noba’s pocket. She decided a smile and a nod would be in order. Fong began moving slowly in and out of Priya, each thrust causing distress to her back, but she gritted her teeth and didn’t complain, certain that doing so would bring bad consequences.

By this time, both Tree and Dorothy’s purchaser had become aroused and they were busy fucking the two women, Dorothy’s in the missionary position and Tree taking Barb from behind. Priya heard the others moaning with presumed pleasure. She was fairly sure it was fake, but it seemed like a service she had best offer, so she told Fong how great his dick felt inside her and how she was close to coming.

Soon, Eulalia’s partner groaned and grabbed her ass, obviously shooting his load inside her. That seemed to spur the other men on to greater action. Even Fong was thrusting vigorously, oblivious to the distress he was causing Priya’s back. Priya grimaced in pain, but did her best to make it seem like she was grimacing as she approached orgasm.

“You are making me come with your big cock,” she moaned in Fong’s ear. That was enough to drive him over the edge. He made a final thrust, then held still as he emptied himself. Within a few minutes, Dorothy’s trick achieved his goal. Perhaps because of his heavy alcohol consumption, Tree was taking his time with Barb, but eventually he completed his mission as well.

“Was everybody satisfied?” Noba asked. Priya was pretty sure she meant the question for the men, not the prisoners. They all indicated they were.

Soon, there was a second auction, with another nice chunk of change fattening Noba’s wallet. The women once again pretended that their partner was a great lover, satisfying their every desire. After that, the Warden called a 20 minute break so that she could make some money at the bar.

To stimulate sales, she had the women sit naked on barstools next to the bar, their legs spread wide so the customers could inspect the wares. That not only helped the bar sales, but probably boosted prices at the next auction round, not to mention helping sales of the blue pills. Those who forked over cash to enjoy the company of one of the foreign prisoners wanted to be able to get their money’s worth.

After a few more rounds, it seemed that all of the men who wanted action and had the ready cash to buy themselves some had been satisfied. Noba called another break.

“Does this mean the party’s winding down?” Priya asked.

“Ha!” Dorothy laughed. “We should be so lucky. Some of these filthy perverts are more interested in seeing us hurt than in fucking us. Just you wait and see.” And it was clear the party was not over, because the Warden was calling the proceedings back to order.

Only $200? That Tree is such a cheapskate!

"and Tree taking Barb from behind." Oh Shit! Wouldn't you just know it!

 

[Barbaria1]

View attachment 407024 Chapter 16- Ride ‘em Cowgirls

During the break, a wooden contraption had been placed on the stage, consisting of a large triangular frame, with a pointed edge facing up, mounted on 4 legs, such that the pointed edge was approximately 4 feet off the ground. On one end of the triangular part, was a wooden extension in the shape of the neck and head of a horse, the face painted on where it would be on the real animal. On the other end was pinned a cloth “tail”.

Noba took the microphone. “Now, honored guests, we are at the point in the evening where we will have some of these lovely ladies show us their equestrian skills. I will first ask each of you to put a nice tip in the buckets that my assistants are passing around for the care and feeding of the horse.”

As the bucket was being taken around, Noba asked, “Have you ever ridden a horse, Priya?”

“Yes,” Priya answered tentatively, unsure whether a yes or a no answer would cause her to experience more pain. “A few times, at fairs and such,” she added. This brought roars of laughter from the audience.

“But not one like this, I would guess,” Noba said. Priya shook her head. “Who would like to see this lovely lady go for a ride?” Noba asked. There were wild cheers and applause from the audience. “Then be generous.” And when the buckets were brought forward it was clear they had been.

One of Noba’s assistants grabbed two unoccupied chairs from the audience and placed then on either side of the horse. Noba announced in a loud, sarcastic voice, “Dr. Raman, your steed awaits. Please climb up on the chairs.” She guided Priya to stand with one foot on each chair, her body poised over the horse. “No need to stand on ceremony here. Please sit down.”

Priya lowered her body unto the horse, her legs straddling the wooden structure. Quickly, the Warden whisked away the chairs, leaving Priya’s entire weight to be borne by her crotch, which rested on the wooden wedge where the two sides of the horse met. Priya’s feet hung down below the bottom of the wood. The assistants quickly tied her hands behind her, so she could get no relief by pushing her body up. She tried to use her feet to do that, but the angle was wrong and they could find no purchase against the wooden sides.

“Of course, a rider needs spurs,” an audience member shouted.

“Indeed they do,” Noba replied. An assistant picked up two 5 kg weights, each attached to a rope with a slip knot at the other end. The knot end of each rope was looped around each of Priya’s ankles and the weights released, pulling the knots tight. The weight stretched Priya’s legs down, pushing her crotch hard onto the wooden wedge. Now there was no possibility of using her feet to relieve the pressure on her vulva.

Once Priya was properly mounted, Noba set a timer for 15 minutes. For the first minute or 2, Priya found the stretching and the pressure on her vulva to be extremely uncomfortable, but just borderline bearable. However, as the time progressed it grew worse. By the time 3 minutes had passed it was rapidly becoming unbearable. “Please, let me off. I’ll fuck all the men here if you want. Anything. Please, it hurts.”

Noba laughed. “You are not enjoying the ride my dear? It’s barely started. Let me know how you like it in a few minutes.”
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Several female members of the audience approached to get a better view. “How do you like Trabbian horses, you whore?” one of them asked. All Priya could do in response was moan in agony.

Then Noba looked at the other 3 foreign prisoners. “What are you lazy sluts doing standing around?” Then in a louder voice she announced, “Anyone who wants a blowjob from one of these girls, can have one for $100.” Several men lined up and the first 3 handed Noba the cash and chose one of the 3 available women, who lowered their pants and went to work.

Then, the man on whom Dorothy was working said, “I would like to see her join the other one on the horse. I would happily pay another $ 100 if she would continue pleasuring me from a seat up there.”

“An excellent idea,” Noba crowed. “There is plenty of room for 2.”

Two of her assistants grabbed Dorothy, who was pleading “No, please, not the horse, I beg you.” Completely ignoring her imprecations, they got her mounted on the horse right in front of Priya. The man who had purchased her services stood on a chair next to the horse so that his erect penis was around the level of her mouth, a mouth from which moans of anguish were already beginning to be heard.
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“I’ll tell you what, Brown, satisfy him and you can get down. Otherwise you can stay up there all night,” Noba announced. Dorothy turned her head in the direction of the man, who slid his penis inside her mouth.

Meanwhile, Priya’s distress was growing by the minute, only 5 of which had passed according to the timer, leaving 10 minutes of agony to go. It felt like the wood was slicing right through her pussy, into her very womb. She felt sheer panic, not knowing how she would bear the pain if it continued to increase, as she feared it would. Only the fact that she was sharing the horse with Dorothy, looking at her lovely back, scarred by the whip as Priya’s own back was, gave her any comfort at all.

The pain was now such that Priya was yelling nonstop, “Fuck, my pussy, shit, you’re killing me,” and various other imprecations unsuited to her professional standing.

Noba, tiring of the noise, and seeing a business opportunity at the same time asked, “Who will shut this whore up with a cock in her mouth? $ 100 and you can enjoy being her gag.” One of the men in a police uniform quickly handed her some bills. “And Raman, for an inducement and because I’m such a nice person, I’ll let you off as soon as you satisfy him, just like your friend,” Noba said.

The man got up on a chair and lowered his pants, freeing his large penis, already engorged from the anticipation of the pleasure in store and the sight of the obviously distressed naked woman whose mouth he had purchased for his satisfaction.

Priya was by now almost beside herself with the intense pain in her groin. She couldn’t fathom how she would concentrate enough to provide the oral stimulation to get her man off, but she knew it was her only possible relief. She looked at Dorothy in front of her on the steed and saw that she was doing her best to accomplish the goal. “If she can do it, I can too,” Priya thought. She opened her mouth wide and took the cock in.

It wasn’t easy trying to give pleasure to a man while your pussy was screaming in agony. As the pain built with each passing second to an even more unimaginable height, Priya was beside herself, unable to concentrate on getting the man off. Fortunately for her, he was excited enough by the scene of the two naked women on the horse and his cock in one of their mouths that he couldn’t hold back any more. He withdrew his penis, took it in his hand and shot a large load all over Priya’s face as she screamed in pain from the wood pushing into her most sensitive parts. Despite the disgusting substance on her face and in her hair, Priya found the load of salty jism as welcome as manna from heaven, because that meant she could finally dismount.

Perhaps stimulated by seeing the other man explode, the man who had purchased Barb reached his limit and deposited his semen in her mouth, with a loud groan. Noba’s assistants removed the weights from the two women’s feet and lifted them off the horse and dumped them on the ground. The two women lay beside each other, Priya’s legs draped over Dorothy’s, moaning as one, clutching their pussies to try to ease the pain.

Of course, the men who had paid for Eulalia and Barbara also wanted to enjoy the delights of being pleasured by a woman suffering the agony of the horse, so they forked over their cash as the protesting women were put in place in the saddle. From her spot on the ground, Priya could only see their feet dangling, their legs stretched into an agonizing bow by the ankle weights, as her own had been, the pointed wood digging into their soft female parts. But she could hear all too well their howls of pain, until those were silenced by the men inserting their cocks in the women’s mouths.

Soon, but not soon enough, the men reached their climaxes and Eulalia and Brab were deposited on the ground next to Dorothy and Priya, moaning tearfully at the pain and shame they had been forced to endure.

Noba called a 20 minute break.

Thank God for a 20 minute break; any chance of making it 20 hours?

 

[windar]

View attachment 407084 Thank God for a 20 minute break; any chance of making it 20 hours?

None. And you knew that. In fact, just for asking, you will be punished.

 

[windar]

Chapter 17- Whipping Up Some Fun

While the customers were buying overpriced drinks and snacks at Noba’s bar, the guards were busy arranging the next part of the evening. Set firmly into the wood of the stage were 6 iron rings, each about 3 feet apart in a line running straight across the stage. The guards secured Dorothy’s right ankle to the right most ring, and her left ankle to the next ring, so that her front was towards the audience. Eulalia’s right ankle was secured to the same ring as Dorothy’s left and her left to the next ring. Next in line was Barb and finally, on the far right from the audience perspective, Priya.

Once the prisoner’s ankles were secured, the guards lowered 4 sets of leather cuffs, each on its own chain, and buckled one set firmly around each woman’s wrists. Then, using individual controls for each chain, they raised the cuffs so that each woman’s arms were pulled over her head and her body stretched so that they were forced to rise up on their toes. This gave them very limited freedom of motion; they could twist their torsos a bit, but that was about it.

They formed a most attractive quartet, bound in a line, naked, facing the audience, which was gathering excitedly as Noba called the proceedings back to order.

“Ladies and gentlemen,” she announced. “These worthless whores have been sent here to be punished. I have tried to do so, but I fear my efforts have been insufficient to truly reform them. So, I offer you the chance. For the very reasonable price of $150, you can administer 6 well-deserved lashes to the prisoner of your choice with one of these.” She picked up a whip with 9 cords, each around 2 feet long, with 3 knots near one end, the other end attached to a wooden handle. There were 4 of these whips, each with the name of one of the prisoners written on the handle in big letters, so as not to pass bodily fluids between the convicts.

“All those who wish to have a turn, get in line, no pushing please.” About a dozen people, including 3 women formed a line in front of the stage, after handing their money to the Warden. The first person in line, a man in a police uniform with a bunch of ribbons on the front, picked up the whip with Dorothy’s name on it and stood a few feet in front of her, swishing it back and forth.

“What’s going on here?” Priya wondered. “Why is he standing in front of her?”

She got her answer when he drew the whip back and slashed it down right on top of her breasts, setting them jiggling like mad. “Fuck!” Dorothy yelled. “You fuckin’ pervert.” The insult didn’t deter the man from striking her a second time. “Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck,” Dorothy yelled. There were now two red lines across her bosom, punctuated by darker spots where the knots had bitten into the flesh.

He continued until he had given the full 6 strokes he had paid for. Dorothy was howling and shaking her chest madly in an attempt to manage the pain after each lash. All that achieved was to give the crowd a most enjoyable spectacle. They applauded the cop as he laid the whip down.

“My God,” Priya thought. “Have these people no shame? They amuse themselves by whipping a woman’s breasts?” She was sure they would soon do the same to her and she wondered how she would be able to stand it.

The next person up was a woman, small but powerful looking. She chose Eulalia. One might think that a woman wouldn’t be able to hit as hard as a man, but her first stroke dispelled that notion. The tails crashed into Eulalia’s breasts, causing her to scream, “Shit!” and gyrate her torso wildly. The woman with the whip said, “You deserve that you English whore!” and whipped her again on the same spot.

“I’m Scottish, you bitch!” Eulalia yelled. She didn’t deny being a whore, however.

“Makes no difference to me, you worthless piece of shit,” the woman said, striking a third time.

“Owww!” Eulalia yelled in agony, “It does to me!”

The woman delivered the 3 remaining blows she was entitled to, leaving Eulalia’s lovely breasts marked over much of their surface and Eulalia panting and moaning in distress.

The next person in line was Dr. Fong. Priya had little doubt whom he would choose to flog. He stood in front of her brandishing the fearsome whip. “Well, Priya, I have waited a long time to whip you and now the time is here. I find it very exciting to punish a female doctor.”

Priya stood, waiting for him to whip her and get it over with. Finally, she saw the whip lashing out towards her breasts and making contact, the knots biting into the sides of her tits. The pain was monstrous, like a hot iron searing into her. She found this more degrading than being whipped on the back or the ass. First, you were forced to look at the person flogging you and watch the whip travelling towards you. Second, you could see the damage it was doing to your flesh, rather than merely guessing at it. And, third, it was hitting you on one of your most intimate places.

When the second lash hit it was, if anything, worse. Priya screamed in agony. “Good for you, Fong,” a woman in the crowd yelled. “Make that Indian slut scream.” Priya felt like following in Eulalia’s footsteps and letting the woman know she was American, not Indian, born in New Jersey, but she had no breath to argue.

On the third lash, one of the knots sliced into Priya’s left nipple, causing blood to well up and begin trickling down her breast. The pain was hideous. The fifth lash hit in the same spot and the flow increased. Priya howled, barely able to remain conscious. When he had given the sixth lash, Fong laid the whip down and came right up to Priya. “I really enjoyed that,” he said. “Did you?” She just turned her head away.

Next line was Tree, who picked up the whip with Barb’s name on it. “Ms Moore,” he said, “I figured that since I had to drag my ass up here once for you, I would do it a second time, but get some fun out of it and make sure you don’t inconvenience me again.” Then he swung the cat. He didn’t look very powerful, but he seemed to hit the hardest of all of them, managing to draw blood with his first stroke. Barb howled and shook her chest wildly. The erotic spectacle seemed to spur him to hit harder still, drawing piercing screams with each lash. He was really very skilled, managing to hit one nipple or the other with a knot on most lashes. By the end, blood was flowing freely down both breasts. Barb, bound defenseless, had to simply absorb the blows and try to cope as best she could. The crowd applauded Tree’s performance as he laid the whip, stained with her blood, on the table.

It took maybe half an hour for the remaining customers to each deliver their allotted lashes. By then, each of the 4 prisoners had taken 18 lashes to their tits, which were scored over most of their surface with vicious-looking welts. All four of the women had rivulets of blood running down onto their bellies, though the flow was beginning to diminish as the blood clotted.

The Warden made a last call for anyone else who wanted to have a turn. Whether because the crowd’s blood lust was sated, fatigue had set in, or simply because everyone had spent as much cash as they could afford, there were, to the great relief of the prisoners, no more takers.

Noba called for the guards to release them. They lowered the manacles and undid them from the prisoner’s wrists. Then, they knelt and undid their ankles. The women sat on the stage looking stunned and exhausted by the ordeal they had just been through.

Noba approached them and smiled. “OK, you are done now. Go to the clinic and have them clean you up. I’ll see my guests off.”

 

[Dorothy Brown]

Alright, let's get this party started...


Chapter 15- Auctioned to the Highest Bidder

As the women approached the large building where the Warden’s party was to be held, the buzz of voices inside was quite loud. The room was crowded with perhaps 70 or 80 people, mostly men, but a few women. The guests were largely officials from the region, a few in police or military uniforms, but most in civilian clothes. Chairs were arranged in rows, facing a small stage. At the back was a cash bar and tables with food, which many of the guests were enjoying.

As they filed into the hall, Barb exclaimed, “Holy, shit! There’s that asshole from the Embassy, Tree.”

“Who?” Priya asked.

“You remember my story? The asshole who just wanted to see my tits and pussy and did nothing to help. And now he’s here. He’s going to want to fuck me, bet on it.”

Warden Noba mounted the stage and exclaimed loudly, “May I have your attention, please?” The room slowly quieted. “Welcome honored guests. I am glad so many of you could make it here. Our evening’s entertainment has arrived.” She motioned for the women to join her on stage.

“We have a special treat for you tonight. In addition to Barbara, Eulalia and Dorothy, whose pleasures many of you already have enjoyed, we have Priya, a doctor from the United States, with us. All of these ladies are available to the highest bidder. But of course, you should be able to see what you are bidding on. Ladies, do a little strip tease for our guests, please.”

Some stripper music began playing over the sound system. Dorothy, Barbara and Eulalia began doing a rather poor imitation of a stripper dance, slowly lifting and then lowering their tops, providing brief views of their breasts to tease the crowd. Priya saw little option but to join in. While none of them would have won any strip tease contests, the crowd didn’t seem to mind. They were hooting and hollering as the tops came off and were tossed into the audience, soon to be joined by the skirts.

Once the women were naked, the Warden had them each turn around slowly, so the guests could get a good look at their bodies. A man yelled out, “Their backs are all marked up. What happened?”

“Well,” Noba replied, “These lazy sluts didn’t meet their work quota a couple of days ago and were flogged. But I can assure you they will all work hard to satisfy you or they will ride the horse.” That brought loud cheering from the audience. “Now that you have all had a chance to examine the merchandise, let’s begin the auction for the first round.”

She summoned Eulalia forward. There were several bidders and the price rose to a sum in Trabbian currency around $ 250 US before a winner was declared. When Barb was called, Tree immediately bid $250, and no one attempted to outbid him. “Shit, I knew I’d end up with that disgusting creep,” Barb muttered. “He was all over me back at the police station, and now he’ll get what he wants, I guess.”

Dorothy attracted two determined bidders, perhaps lovers of large breasts, who took the price up to near $ 300. When it was Priya’s turn, a man in the front row stood up and immediately offered $ 400. No one challenged him.

The winners handed their cash to Noba. Priya noticed that the man who had purchased her services seemed familiar, but she couldn’t place him; however, the bills he gave to Noba came from quite a large wad. The winning bidders each escorted their prize to one of several mattresses laid out on the floor of the stage and began disrobing. Eulalia’s partner was hard already and had her quickly on all fours as he put a condom on and began vigorously fucking her from behind. Both Tree and Dorothy’s partner needed some oral stimulation first, which the women provided.

Priya’s partner was already hard as well; she guessed he had probably dosed himself with the blue pills in the jar on the bar that Noba was selling for $20 a piece. He had her lie on her back, which was very unpleasant given the whip wounds that still ached, slid a condom on and was inside her immediately, though he stayed still once there.

“Priya, do you remember me?” he asked.

“You seem familiar,” she replied woefully, feeling every wheal on her back as the man rested his weight on her.

“I am Dr. Fong, the one who examined you before your caning many years before.” Priya had to admit that he looked much as she remembered Fong, though aged by 15 years or so. “I recall we had a party then, but I did not get to fuck you. So now I can make up for that omission. You were a student then, and now you are a doctor in a Punishment Center, like I was, though I am now a businessman. I understand Noba has told you that I formed a company to market my cream.”

Priya found this an odd conversation to be having during sex, but she supposed it might be something a high-end escort did, and he had paid $ 400 to fuck her, so she guessed that was what she was for the night, even if all the money ended up in Noba’s pocket. She decided a smile and a nod would be in order. Fong began moving slowly in and out of Priya, each thrust causing distress to her back, but she gritted her teeth and didn’t complain, certain that doing so would bring bad consequences.

By this time, both Tree and Dorothy’s purchaser had become aroused and they were busy fucking the two women, Dorothy’s in the missionary position and Tree taking Barb from behind. Priya heard the others moaning with presumed pleasure. She was fairly sure it was fake, but it seemed like a service she had best offer, so she told Fong how great his dick felt inside her and how she was close to coming.

Soon, Eulalia’s partner groaned and grabbed her ass, obviously shooting his load inside her. That seemed to spur the other men on to greater action. Even Fong was thrusting vigorously, oblivious to the distress he was causing Priya’s back. Priya grimaced in pain, but did her best to make it seem like she was grimacing as she approached orgasm.

“You are making me come with your big cock,” she moaned in Fong’s ear. That was enough to drive him over the edge. He made a final thrust, then held still as he emptied himself. Within a few minutes, Dorothy’s trick achieved his goal. Perhaps because of his heavy alcohol consumption, Tree was taking his time with Barb, but eventually he completed his mission as well.

“Was everybody satisfied?” Noba asked. Priya was pretty sure she meant the question for the men, not the prisoners. They all indicated they were.

Soon, there was a second auction, with another nice chunk of change fattening Noba’s wallet. The women once again pretended that their partner was a great lover, satisfying their every desire. After that, the Warden called a 20 minute break so that she could make some money at the bar.

To stimulate sales, she had the women sit naked on barstools next to the bar, their legs spread wide so the customers could inspect the wares. That not only helped the bar sales, but probably boosted prices at the next auction round, not to mention helping sales of the blue pills. Those who forked over cash to enjoy the company of one of the foreign prisoners wanted to be able to get their money’s worth.

After a few more rounds, it seemed that all of the men who wanted action and had the ready cash to buy themselves some had been satisfied. Noba called another break.

“Does this mean the party’s winding down?” Priya asked.

“Ha!” Dorothy laughed. “We should be so lucky. Some of these filthy perverts are more interested in seeing us hurt than in fucking us. Just you wait and see.” And it was clear the party was not over, because the Warden was calling the proceedings back to order.

Now that i like, being sold off to a kinky man
i would never be off my back, only trouble is
i am so demanding when it comes to sex,he
would probably have a heart attack and then
i would have to be sold on again, but thinking
about it, why not. oh hang on he is back,i`m
on my back so let me wear him out.

 

[Dorothy Brown]

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During the break, a wooden contraption had been placed on the stage, consisting of a large triangular frame, with a pointed edge facing up, mounted on 4 legs, such that the pointed edge was approximately 4 feet off the ground. On one end of the triangular part, was a wooden extension in the shape of the neck and head of a horse, the face painted on where it would be on the real animal. On the other end was pinned a cloth “tail”.

Noba took the microphone. “Now, honored guests, we are at the point in the evening where we will have some of these lovely ladies show us their equestrian skills. I will first ask each of you to put a nice tip in the buckets that my assistants are passing around for the care and feeding of the horse.”

As the bucket was being taken around, Noba asked, “Have you ever ridden a horse, Priya?”

“Yes,” Priya answered tentatively, unsure whether a yes or a no answer would cause her to experience more pain. “A few times, at fairs and such,” she added. This brought roars of laughter from the audience.

“But not one like this, I would guess,” Noba said. Priya shook her head. “Who would like to see this lovely lady go for a ride?” Noba asked. There were wild cheers and applause from the audience. “Then be generous.” And when the buckets were brought forward it was clear they had been.

One of Noba’s assistants grabbed two unoccupied chairs from the audience and placed then on either side of the horse. Noba announced in a loud, sarcastic voice, “Dr. Raman, your steed awaits. Please climb up on the chairs.” She guided Priya to stand with one foot on each chair, her body poised over the horse. “No need to stand on ceremony here. Please sit down.”

Priya lowered her body unto the horse, her legs straddling the wooden structure. Quickly, the Warden whisked away the chairs, leaving Priya’s entire weight to be borne by her crotch, which rested on the wooden wedge where the two sides of the horse met. Priya’s feet hung down below the bottom of the wood. The assistants quickly tied her hands behind her, so she could get no relief by pushing her body up. She tried to use her feet to do that, but the angle was wrong and they could find no purchase against the wooden sides.

“Of course, a rider needs spurs,” an audience member shouted.

“Indeed they do,” Noba replied. An assistant picked up two 5 kg weights, each attached to a rope with a slip knot at the other end. The knot end of each rope was looped around each of Priya’s ankles and the weights released, pulling the knots tight. The weight stretched Priya’s legs down, pushing her crotch hard onto the wooden wedge. Now there was no possibility of using her feet to relieve the pressure on her vulva.

Once Priya was properly mounted, Noba set a timer for 15 minutes. For the first minute or 2, Priya found the stretching and the pressure on her vulva to be extremely uncomfortable, but just borderline bearable. However, as the time progressed it grew worse. By the time 3 minutes had passed it was rapidly becoming unbearable. “Please, let me off. I’ll fuck all the men here if you want. Anything. Please, it hurts.”

Noba laughed. “You are not enjoying the ride my dear? It’s barely started. Let me know how you like it in a few minutes.”
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Several female members of the audience approached to get a better view. “How do you like Trabbian horses, you whore?” one of them asked. All Priya could do in response was moan in agony.

Then Noba looked at the other 3 foreign prisoners. “What are you lazy sluts doing standing around?” Then in a louder voice she announced, “Anyone who wants a blowjob from one of these girls, can have one for $100.” Several men lined up and the first 3 handed Noba the cash and chose one of the 3 available women, who lowered their pants and went to work.

Then, the man on whom Dorothy was working said, “I would like to see her join the other one on the horse. I would happily pay another $ 100 if she would continue pleasuring me from a seat up there.”

“An excellent idea,” Noba crowed. “There is plenty of room for 2.”

Two of her assistants grabbed Dorothy, who was pleading “No, please, not the horse, I beg you.” Completely ignoring her imprecations, they got her mounted on the horse right in front of Priya. The man who had purchased her services stood on a chair next to the horse so that his erect penis was around the level of her mouth, a mouth from which moans of anguish were already beginning to be heard.
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“I’ll tell you what, Brown, satisfy him and you can get down. Otherwise you can stay up there all night,” Noba announced. Dorothy turned her head in the direction of the man, who slid his penis inside her mouth.

Meanwhile, Priya’s distress was growing by the minute, only 5 of which had passed according to the timer, leaving 10 minutes of agony to go. It felt like the wood was slicing right through her pussy, into her very womb. She felt sheer panic, not knowing how she would bear the pain if it continued to increase, as she feared it would. Only the fact that she was sharing the horse with Dorothy, looking at her lovely back, scarred by the whip as Priya’s own back was, gave her any comfort at all.

The pain was now such that Priya was yelling nonstop, “Fuck, my pussy, shit, you’re killing me,” and various other imprecations unsuited to her professional standing.

Noba, tiring of the noise, and seeing a business opportunity at the same time asked, “Who will shut this whore up with a cock in her mouth? $ 100 and you can enjoy being her gag.” One of the men in a police uniform quickly handed her some bills. “And Raman, for an inducement and because I’m such a nice person, I’ll let you off as soon as you satisfy him, just like your friend,” Noba said.

The man got up on a chair and lowered his pants, freeing his large penis, already engorged from the anticipation of the pleasure in store and the sight of the obviously distressed naked woman whose mouth he had purchased for his satisfaction.

Priya was by now almost beside herself with the intense pain in her groin. She couldn’t fathom how she would concentrate enough to provide the oral stimulation to get her man off, but she knew it was her only possible relief. She looked at Dorothy in front of her on the steed and saw that she was doing her best to accomplish the goal. “If she can do it, I can too,” Priya thought. She opened her mouth wide and took the cock in.

It wasn’t easy trying to give pleasure to a man while your pussy was screaming in agony. As the pain built with each passing second to an even more unimaginable height, Priya was beside herself, unable to concentrate on getting the man off. Fortunately for her, he was excited enough by the scene of the two naked women on the horse and his cock in one of their mouths that he couldn’t hold back any more. He withdrew his penis, took it in his hand and shot a large load all over Priya’s face as she screamed in pain from the wood pushing into her most sensitive parts. Despite the disgusting substance on her face and in her hair, Priya found the load of salty jism as welcome as manna from heaven, because that meant she could finally dismount.

Perhaps stimulated by seeing the other man explode, the man who had purchased Barb reached his limit and deposited his semen in her mouth, with a loud groan. Noba’s assistants removed the weights from the two women’s feet and lifted them off the horse and dumped them on the ground. The two women lay beside each other, Priya’s legs draped over Dorothy’s, moaning as one, clutching their pussies to try to ease the pain.

Of course, the men who had paid for Eulalia and Barbara also wanted to enjoy the delights of being pleasured by a woman suffering the agony of the horse, so they forked over their cash as the protesting women were put in place in the saddle. From her spot on the ground, Priya could only see their feet dangling, their legs stretched into an agonizing bow by the ankle weights, as her own had been, the pointed wood digging into their soft female parts. But she could hear all too well their howls of pain, until those were silenced by the men inserting their cocks in the women’s mouths.

Soon, but not soon enough, the men reached their climaxes and Eulalia and Brab were deposited on the ground next to Dorothy and Priya, moaning tearfully at the pain and shame they had been forced to endure.

Noba called a 20 minute break.

What Disgusting Substance, it`s not disgusting at all
when my husband shoots his jiz on my face i love the
sounds he makes and the look on his face is amazing
bring on the disgusting substance i say

 

[Dorothy Brown]

Those three women who came on stage, i was shagging
their husbands and still am, they picked the wrong girl.

 

[Eulalia]

“I’m Scottish, you bitch!” Eulalia yelled. She didn’t deny being a whore, however.

nor do I deny I deserve my thrashing - "Yes, I'm Scottish, guilty as charged!"

 

[Ted Parry]

Those three women who came on stage, i was shagging
their husbands and still am, they picked the wrong girl.

And we were all under the impression that you were an innocent, led astray by evil men ....

 

[Barbaria1]

Oh my poor aching boobs and nips.

How could Tree possibly have whipped me with such precision, catching at least one of his two targets with each and every stroke? Is it possible that for once in his life the man was sober?

Intense, hot and wet episode! Whew !!!!

 

[windar]

Oh my poor aching boobs and nips.

Awww, poor Barb...

Oh my poor aching boobs and nips.

How could Tree possibly have whipped me with such precision, catching at least one of his two targets with each and every stroke? Is it possible that for once in his life the man was sober?

Well, Noba's bartender reports he bought 5 gin and tonics, so that can't be it (Note to Tree: Tips are a good idea if you want to be invited back). He also bought a couple of blue pills.

Rumor has it that he blew up your avatar to life size, taped it on the wall of a room in the Embassy basement and practiced whipping it. The CIA spooks gave him some tips they picked up in Iraq.

Intense, hot and wet episode! Whew !!!!

 

[windar]

Chapter 18-Priya’s Last Day in the Camp?

Should I stay or should I go now?
If I go there will be trouble
And if I stay it will be double

The Clash

The next morning, Priya seemed to hurt from every part of her body. Of course, her entire groin ached from last night’s horse ride. Her tits burned from multiple cuts and wheals after the flogging they had received. Her back was still raw from the whipping administered a few days ago, her right arm was sore from the days of swinging the machete and her feet still were tender from walking barefoot on the rough ground. And she hadn’t slept much, since it was hard to find a comfortable position to lie in when both your back and front have been well whipped.

It was obvious that Priya’s fellow entertainers from the previous evening were in equally rough shape. All of them were awakening very slowly, moaning and groaning as they slowly stirred.

As she shook the sleep from her body, Priya wondered how they could possibly work today. The 4 days she had contracted for were not up until evening, so she could still be whipped for missing quota. Moreover, she faced the nagging doubt as to whether Noba would honor the agreement and release her when the time came.

Priya’s worries were interrupted when one of the female guards entered and announced something in Trabbian. Eulalia had a bit of back and forth with her and then translated, “The Warden wants to see us.” The guard provided them each with a fresh T shirt and shorts. Pulling the clothes over the cuts and bruises was quite a struggle, but after many groans and yelps of pain, they got them on and followed the guard to the Warden’s office, limping the whole way.

“Ah, here come my stars,” Noba proclaimed. “Last night was a record-breaking take for one of my parties.” Priya supposed that was a good thing, though none of them would see a penny from it. “As a reward, I am going to give you guys a day to relax a bit. First, I want you to clean up the hall from last night. When that is spotless, then you come back here and we can find some things to do that might be fun.”

“Fun for her, maybe not so much for us,” Dorothy muttered as they left to attend to their task, a task which, though not nearly as difficult as clearing jungle, was still a struggle when most of your body ached. But finally, the place was clean enough that the Warden could have held another party that night had she wanted to (and, knowing her, one could never be certain she wouldn’t).

Their housekeeping completed, the women made their halting way back to Noba’s office. When they entered, she smiled, like the cat that ate the canary. “I trust the hall is clean to my exacting standards? I will check it a bit later and if it isn’t, there will be hell to pay. Meanwhile, perhaps we could have a little chat?”

The women looked at each other. A chat with the Warden likely wouldn’t involve the weather or the latest gossip about the Kardashians. Rather, it was likely to be about how they could either make her more money or satisfy her sadistic lusts, or possibly both. “Tell me, how is Priya fitting in as a member of your team?” she asked.

Eulalia took the lead to answer, “Very well. She’s tries to do what’s asked and learns quickly.”

“Excellent. It seems a shame to break your team up now, but the agreement Priya and I have expires this evening. And, Priya, how have you been enjoying your time here?”

“It’s been horrible,” Priya answered, “A nightmare of pain, degradation and suffering.”

“Excellent,” Noba replied. She pulled a piece of paper out of a desk drawer. “So, if I offered you an extension of your time here, what would you say?”

Priya didn’t like where this was going, not one bit. “I would say absolutely not, not for all the money in the world. We have a deal and I am done this evening. Finished, going home.”

“It’s true we have a deal and I keep my word. However, under that deal I own your ass for the next 6 hours or so. The deal can be extended by mutual consent and during that time, I can pressure you to consent.”

“Pressure me? What do you mean?” Priya asked, doubting that the answer would be one she would like.

“You know, you have experienced most of what these 3 have experienced, laboring in the jungle, floggings, being sold for sex. You’ve even ridden the horse. The one thing you haven’t experienced is a police-style interrogation with electricity. Don’t you think you should give that a try for the sake of completeness?”

“No!” Priya said vehemently. “They have told me how awful it is and I believe them completely.”

“But you cannot really KNOW, can you, without actually experiencing it?” Noba said.

“I don’t need to Warden, honestly, I hurt all over, haven’t I suffered enough?” Priya begged.

“I don’t want to have it be said that I neglected to give you the full experience,” Noba said. As she spoke, she went to a small closet and extracted a device that was the exact replica of the one the police used to shock Barb, Eula and Doro. The 3 women gasped at the sight.

“Please, no, my God, no,” Priya begged, tears in her eyes.

“Strip.” Noba ordered.

Priya, sobbing got on her knees and kissed the Warden’s feet. “I’m begging you, don’t.”

“Strip now, girl or I will have the guards come and do it for you,” Noba threatened.

With a submissive whimper, Priya pulled her shirt over her head and lowered her shorts to stand naked, her breasts showing the damage from last night’s whipping. Noba moved a chair into the center of the room. “Sit!” she ordered. Priya sat. “Get some straps from the closet and tie her down as you were tied down,” she ordered Barb, who complied meekly.

Soon Priya was secured to the chair, sobbing, her legs spread, her arms tied behind her to the chair back. Noba took the large electrical plug coming out of the back of the box. “Plug this into the wall,” she ordered Dorothy. The lights on the box came on immediately.

The Warden took one of the alligator clips in her hand and squeezed it so Priya could see the teeth. Noba grasped Priya’s right breast in one hand, causing her to squeal in pain from the contact with the wheals from last night’s whipping. “Please, don’t, Warden,” she implored. Noba centred the nipple between the teeth and released, causing them to bite hard into the sensitive flesh, which was already sore from where the knots of the whip had cut. “Owwwwww!” Priya yelled, her torso gyrating wildly. The Warden ignored the reaction and attached the other clip to the left nipple, which drew an equally impassioned reaction.

“Now you can save yourself a whole lot of pain by signing this agreement that extends your imprisonment here for 21 months, so you can help your friends here through their sentences,” Noba said.

“I can’t,” Priya wailed. I have a husband and a job back in the US.”

“Then prepare to suffer.”

 

[Dorothy Brown]

Priya will sign the document on one condition
and that is Noba canes her bum hard and
harder until she is reduced to a blubbering
wreck. then she will sign.

 

[windar]

Chapter 19-A Shocking Turn of Events

“Dorothy,” Noba ordered, “You will administer the shocks to Priya.” She went over and showed her the dial that adjusted the setting. “All you have to do is turn it to the number I say and press the button when I point at you. I think even a dumb blonde like you can do that.”

Dorothy looked reluctant. Noba scowled. “Screw this up, you fool, and I’ll clip some wires to your tits and give you level 10 shocks until you pass out. Do I make myself clear?” Dorothy nodded.

“As for you two sluts,” Noba said, addressing Eulalia and Barbara, “I’m still excited from last night and need some relief.” She began stripping her clothes off, throwing them on the floor. Once naked, she sat on the edge of her desk, looking at wired-up Priya. “One of you start sucking on my boobs and one of you get down there and lick my pussy. Well, what are you waiting for?”

Eulalia took the upper duty and Barb took the lower as Noba told Dorothy, “Set it at level 4. Last chance to sign Priya.”

“I won’t,” Priya responded. Noba pointed at Dorothy. Priya saw Dorothy press the button. The shock hit her like someone punching her in the chest. Not once, but over and over again for what seemed like an eternity. Priya felt her body going rigid, her lungs struggling for air. Finally it stopped.

“Level 5.” Dorothy turned the knob. Noba sighed as she felt her excitement mounting from the combined effect of Eula and Barb’s stimulation and the sight of Priya’s suffering. She pointed. Priya’s scream was horrible.

“Sign the paper, you bitch,” Noba shouted. Priya was unable to do more than shake her head. “Level 6.” Dorothy turned the knob and pushed the button. Priya’s yell was like that of a wild animal, her body straining so hard that the chair slid along the floor, though that didn’t interrupt the current. “Sign it.”

“I can’t.” Priya knew she had to hold out until the time in the original agreement expired or her life as she knew it would be over. But how could she? It hurt so terribly.

“Then we will see how you like a shock to your pussy, you whore.” Noba brushed Barb and Eula aside and got up and strode to the chair that Priya was bound to and quickly took the clips off her breasts, then bent and carefully attached one clip to Priya’s pussy lips and one to her clitoris. Priya yelped as the teeth bit home. “You won’t last long once the shocks hit your cunt, bitch. You will beg to sign the paper very soon.”

“Please, have mercy, my pussy is still sore from the horse,” Priya begged.

“Well, that’s just too damn bad for you, girl,” Noba spat as she went back to her chair. “Now you better get me off or I’ll have both of you in the chair and shock you until next Friday,” she told Barb and Eula. They got busy. “That’s better,” Noba sighed. “Keep going.”

“Now blondie, give the slut one at 6.” Dorothy pushed the button again. Priya felt like her entire crotch was being burned with a blowtorch. She shook her whole body, desperately trying to dislodge the clips, or at least cope with the agony. How much more could she take?

Noba pressed Barb’s face tightly into her groin. “Keep your tongue on my clit you filthy slut or you’ll be next for the shocks. Now give her another one, Dorothy.”

Priya was on the edge of losing her sanity by the time the current stopped.

“Will you sign the damn paper?” Noba demanded. Priya was silent, just panting for breath. Then, looking down at Barb, Noba said, “Keep going, I’m so fucking close.” Then, looking at Dorothy, she ordered “Give her one at 7.” Dorothy turned the dial and hit the button.

Priya screamed “Fuuuuccck!” Her whole body shook wildly

Noba yelled, “Fuuuuck, I’m coming! Now, oh shit, yes!” Her whole body shook wildly. Barb struggled to keep her tongue in contact with Noba’s clit. Finally, Noba went limp, panting. She let go of Barb’s head. Eulalia stopped stimulating her nipples.

Priya was sobbing, gasping for breath between sobs. “Please stop, I can’t take any more. I’ll sign. Anything. Just stop.” She knew this was the end of her old life and the start of a new life filled with endless suffering, but what could she do? The pain of the current was no longer bearable and it would keep going until she signed.

“Release her,” Noba ordered Dorothy, who removed the clips from Priya’s genitals and began untying her. Noba brought the paper and a pen over. Priya signed. She didn’t care that she had just agreed to 21 months in this jungle hell. She only cared that the shocks would stop.

“Well, now, you’ve finally showed some sense,” Noba said. “I’m sure we will have some good times over the next 21 months. Now you guys can go lie down for a bit before dinner. I have some work to do here.”

Priya stood, sobbing uncontrollably. As she put her shirt and shorts back on, she cried over the idea that she wouldn’t see her husband and her nice house for almost 2 years, and who knows if Noba would let her go even then. As the women made their way towards the door, Barb put her arm around Priya trying to comfort her. After all, they were teammates in suffering.

 

[old slave]

I was beginning to like Noba before this, but that scene was brutal.

Still, four intelligent, resourceful women must be able to come up with a plan.

And there's always tough, brave Tree waiting for his chance to be the hero.............................

 

[Barbaria1]

Chapter 19-A Shocking Turn of Events

“Dorothy,” Noba ordered, “You will administer the shocks to Priya.” She went over and showed her the dial that adjusted the setting. “All you have to do is turn it to the number I say and press the button when I point at you. I think even a dumb blonde like you can do that.”

Dorothy looked reluctant. Noba scowled. “Screw this up, you fool, and I’ll clip some wires to your tits and give you level 10 shocks until you pass out. Do I make myself clear?” Dorothy nodded.

“As for you two sluts,” Noba said, addressing Eulalia and Barbara, “I’m still excited from last night and need some relief.” She began stripping her clothes off, throwing them on the floor. Once naked, she sat on the edge of her desk, looking at wired-up Priya. “One of you start sucking on my boobs and one of you get down there and lick my pussy. Well, what are you waiting for?”

Eulalia took the upper duty and Barb took the lower as Noba told Dorothy, “Set it at level 4. Last chance to sign Priya.”

“I won’t,” Priya responded. Noba pointed at Dorothy. Priya saw Dorothy press the button. The shock hit her like someone punching her in the chest. Not once, but over and over again for what seemed like an eternity. Priya felt her body going rigid, her lungs struggling for air. Finally it stopped.

“Level 5.” Dorothy turned the knob. Noba sighed as she felt her excitement mounting from the combined effect of Eula and Barb’s stimulation and the sight of Priya’s suffering. She pointed. Priya’s scream was horrible.

“Sign the paper, you bitch,” Noba shouted. Priya was unable to do more than shake her head. “Level 6.” Dorothy turned the knob and pushed the button. Priya’s yell was like that of a wild animal, her body straining so hard that the chair slid along the floor, though that didn’t interrupt the current. “Sign it.”

“I can’t.” Priya knew she had to hold out until the time in the original agreement expired or her life as she knew it would be over. But how could she? It hurt so terribly.

“Then we will see how you like a shock to your pussy, you whore.” Noba brushed Barb and Eula aside and got up and strode to the chair that Priya was bound to and quickly took the clips off her breasts, then bent and carefully attached one clip to Priya’s pussy lips and one to her clitoris. Priya yelped as the teeth bit home. “You won’t last long once the shocks hit your cunt, bitch. You will beg to sign the paper very soon.”

“Please, have mercy, my pussy is still sore from the horse,” Priya begged.

“Well, that’s just too damn bad for you, girl,” Noba spat as she went back to her chair. “Now you better get me off or I’ll have both of you in the chair and shock you until next Friday,” she told Barb and Eula. They got busy. “That’s better,” Noba sighed. “Keep going.”

“Now blondie, give the slut one at 6.” Dorothy pushed the button again. Priya felt like her entire crotch was being burned with a blowtorch. She shook her whole body, desperately trying to dislodge the clips, or at least cope with the agony. How much more could she take?
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Noba pressed Barb’s face tightly into her groin. “Keep your tongue on my clit you filthy slut or you’ll be next for the shocks. Now give her another one, Dorothy.”

Priya was on the edge of losing her sanity by the time the current stopped.

“Will you sign the damn paper?” Noba demanded. Priya was silent, just panting for breath. Then, looking down at Barb, Noba said, “Keep going, I’m so fucking close.” Then, looking at Dorothy, she ordered “Give her one at 7.” Dorothy turned the dial and hit the button.

Priya screamed “Fuuuuccck!” Her whole body shook wildly

Noba yelled, “Fuuuuck, I’m coming! Now, oh shit, yes!” Her whole body shook wildly. Barb struggled to keep her tongue in contact with Noba’s clit. Finally, Noba went limp, panting. She let go of Barb’s head. Eulalia stopped stimulating her nipples.

Priya was sobbing, gasping for breath between sobs. “Please stop, I can’t take any more. I’ll sign. Anything. Just stop.” She knew this was the end of her old life and the start of a new life filled with endless suffering, but what could she do? The pain of the current was no longer bearable and it would keep going until she signed.

“Release her,” Noba ordered Dorothy, who removed the clips from Priya’s genitals and began untying her. Noba brought the paper and a pen over. Priya signed. She didn’t care that she had just agreed to 21 months in this jungle hell. She only cared that the shocks would stop.

“Well, now, you’ve finally showed some sense,” Noba said. “I’m sure we will have some good times over the next 21 months. Now you guys can go lie down for a bit before dinner. I have some work to do here.”

Priya stood, sobbing uncontrollably. As she put her shirt and shorts back on, she cried over the idea that she wouldn’t see her husband and her nice house for almost 2 years, and who knows if Noba would let her go even then. As the women made their way towards the door, Barb put her arm around Priya trying to comfort her. After all, they were teammates in suffering.

I was beginning to like Noba before this, but that scene was brutal.

Still, four intelligent, resourceful women must be able to come up with a plan.

And there's always tough, brave Tree waiting for his chance to be the hero.............................

Could I be hatching an escape plan? ... My devious little rebellious mind whirring? ... After all there is not much more they can do to us than they already have, right? What do we have to lose girls?