Here Cums the Bride

Aslin nee 8ball · Jun 24, 2022

Here Cums the Bride part 2

Davos stepped toward the mother and backhanded her across the face smashing her lips And drawing blood as the woman's head snapped to the left as she grunted in pain. "I will remove your gag and ask you some questions. If you do not answer those questions to my satisfaction, we will have some fun with our little bride here. let's just say we can give her a little honeymoon practice. Or maybe you think your little bitch already has the necessary skills."With that Davos moved to the bent little bitch and opening a switchblade. He cut around the bodice of her gown baring her ripe breasts and then he moved to the waist of her wedding dress and circling it with the blade, rent the fabric from her body. The girl stood with the top of her dress like a corset with holes cut in it so her ample young breasts were left hanging like ripe fruit below her . She stood with her body naked from waist downward with her pert backside jutting out behind her held aloft by skinny but well muscled legs. The veil still hung covering her face.

Misha moved behind the sobbing bride and Davos stood in front on the veiled face. "Let us be the judge of how skillful she is. Little bitch if you try to bite me, your mother will die the most painful death you can imagine." With that he lifted the veil over her head and slid the gag under her chin. He slowly pushed his rigid member through the girls silky lips as she opened her throat to grant him entry. Almost simultaneously Misha took the girl anally. The initial thrust of his rod caused her to gasp in pain allowing Davos rod to slip yet deeper into her throat. Both men brutally thrust in a rythmic manner causing her to rock violently too and fro making her panting mammaries bob and sway slapping together to match the rhythm of her attackers. Within a matter of minutes, Misha , after several extremely violent thrusts bent back his head and moaned in ecstacy as his member spasmed deep within the young girls bowels, spraying his seed into her.

Tears ran down the young girls cheeks as Davos pulled at her ears and pounded his stiff rod repeatedly smashing his groin against her now raw lips. The man had staying power, but after reaching out to fondle her dangling titties,even he could not hold back. The tingle in his groin grew to such an enormous crescendo that he let out a squeal of pleasure and filled the gagging brides throat with shot after shot of hot semen. Ashley sputtered and coughed as the big man, backed his thick rod out of her mouth.

Davos zipped his pants and ruffled the hair of the bound beauty as he turned toward the mother. "Looks like its your turn. You old bitch. Sorry its not going to be as pleasurable for you." With that he unbuckled his belt and slid it thru the belt loops of his trousers. He doubled the leather belt in his right hand and moved directly in front of the terrified matron. Without hesitation he began to slash her naked breasts, first forehand then backhand, repeating that sequence over and over as Lynda Shearer mewled into her gag as her head thrashed violently to and fro. Her breasts began to swell and the rising welts turn red and changed to deep purple as the leather slashed and smashed her tender flesh.

The bride Ashley screamed repeatedly for the man to stop his onslaught on her defenseless mother. Davos glanced back at the tethered young bride, smiled, and regagged the beauty. Without missing a beat Davos began to slash the bound older woman's bare thighs with his leather strap. He moved deftly from side to side cracking the leather over her inner thighs as the poor woman bounded in the chair trying ever so hard to avoid the painful strapping. Finally after what seemed like an eternity of pain the woman's head lolled forward as she began to lose consciousness. A bucket of cold water brought her back to reality and as she sputtered Davos yanked the gag from her mouth.

"Where is my money you bitch? Where did that junkie you call a son, hide it? You must know where it is, so tell me now if you want to survive or should I start to work on your daughters sweet titties."

"I don't know what you mean,we have no money. For god's sake let us go.We don't have what you want. Please" she wailed. "you should have told me the truth bitch, now your daughter will suffer." Davos threw the rest of the bucket on the young girl. He stepped quickly to a nearby table and picked up a long cattle prod. He held it up in the air and pressed the button as the electrical charge cracked and hissed across the U shaped tip.

The mother screamed and the young girls eyes grew large as the big man touched the tip against the hardened wet nipple of the young bride's hanging left breast. Davos turned to stare into the mother's eyes as he pulled the trigger of the prod. The girls whole body spasmed as the crack of electricity burned deeply into her tender nipple flesh. Ashley Shearer bellered into the gag and hopped several times, her body trying to shake off the fire that consumed it. Quickly the cattle prod moved to the right nipple and again the girls body responded in like fashion. Stepping behind the girl, Davos touched the tip to the raw puckered anus that had recently been so brutally violated. The sweet young body shot forward but the scream died in the girl's throat as she lost consciousness.

Lynda Shearer could take no more of seeing her beloved daughter abused, as she blurted out " stop. for gods sake stop. I will tell you where the money is.” She had searched the walk-in closet after her son had left. She thought that she would find drugs but instead found a duffel bag filled with money. “Its in our hotel room. In the blue overnight bag at the bottom of the closet. Room 216. Please don't hurt her anymore."

Davos smiled. He not only was to get his money back but was also to make a tidy profit from this kidnapped group of beauties. Let's see, 4 of the six bridesmaids were outstanding ;beautiful hair, white teeth, long legs and nicely titted. They along with the young bride would bring in $75,000 each, american in the Arab market. The other two bridesmaids plainer in looks and more full bodied would still bring in close to to $50,0000 for the pair. That means $425,000 for the group on top of the two hundred grand that was stolen from him.

Grinning from ear to ear Davos looked at the crestfallen mother and moved behind the bride Ashley as she stirred back to consciousness. "Every bride should feel the joy of consummating her wedding night. In her husband's absence let me have the honor of providing that service." The young bride felt her vaginal lips encircle Davos member as he thrust into her from behind and began to pound into her in rigorous fashion. Reaching beneath her, he roughly grasped her dangling breasts and squeezed tightly as he once again felt his nerve endings tingle as he lost his will to hold back and fired his load into her.
"there is nothing like the bridal night , is there my fine little filly? I have a mind to keep you for myself.” Davos laughed. "Fortunately a little Bedwarmer like you can bring forth a lot of coin in the open market. Even though I know you want to save it for me, you will learn to share your charms with others. Men who have the ability to pay, will pay a kings ransom for the right to own your silky tits , that pert little ass , and especially that hot little spot between your legs. You will get so much attention girl. Those Arabs know how to get the best out of a woman. They are very persuasive. Although it will be painful, they know how to train a useless slut to pleasure a man the proper way.”

Turning to his henchman" Let's see what the bridesmaids look like shall we. No sense letting mom and her little girl have all the fun." Each girl was pulled out of the cage and secured with arms above their heads. Six young beauties, still dressed in their bridesmaids gowns forced to stand side by side tied tightly to the fence at the wrists high above the girls tear streaked faces. Still gagged all six girls mewled into their gags as they tried to plead for mercy. "Shall we check out the goods my boys?” (To be continued)

Ricky5422 · Jun 24, 2022

Wow!
I wait to read the rest, the control of the goods (!!!), but, above all, the life of women in an Arab Harem, perhaps in the tent of a Bedouin chief in the village in an oasis.
(they say that in Bedouin villages there is always a hole in the sand to torture the victims and a pole to get justice).

The Beast · Jun 25, 2022

Wow new Aslin story. It must be read.

Aslin nee 8ball · Jun 25, 2022

it is one of my early efforts. Written years ago. Writing is kind of crude but good storyline.

Aslin nee 8ball · Jun 26, 2022

Here Cums the Bride. Pt 3

Davis chuckled as he moved to ward the first girl in line, and reached for the neckline of her gown. The big man grabbed and yanked and the satiny material gave way as the slim redhead shrieked. Immediately her pale and freckled pear shaped breasts with their deep red nipples bounced free of the material the confined them. Moving down the line the next girl to have her breasts bared made the mistake of trying to kick Davos in the groin. That only led to a powerful fist to her tummy, which knocked the breath out of the brunette, her chest was bared in a similar fashion. The young woman’s cone shaped breasts shook and bobbed as she gasped for breath.
The next two were blond and looked very much like sisters but Davos dispelled the theory when he saw the difference in their boobs. The first had large hanging boobs with aureola a pale pink and the size of silver dollars. Very nice indeed, he thought. The other blond had boobs the size of oranges, very firm with dark pink nipples that stuck out like long pencil erasers. Davos couldn't pass up the opportunity painfully flick and then roughly pinch and twist each protruding teat. The last two girls, more of the full figured variety were both shuddering as the big man tore the fronts of their dresses. The girls were both well endowed. Large, fleshy breasts with fat nipples that quickly responded to the cool air.

"Misha load up all the young ones, including our bride here into the van. We have buyers in Riyadh that will pay well to add these beauties to their harems. They can spend the rest of their years on their backs. Five to ten years as plaything for the sheiks and when he tires of them, the rest of their time in some brothel where a white skinned american is desirable to any and all dark skinned Arabs. The rest of you can have some fun with mommy here, anything and everything goes. She still has a fine body for her age although slightly bruised at the moment. When you are done, finish her and discard of the body. The mother-of-the-bride was untied from the chair and told to bend and grab her ankles as the henchman played rock,paper,scissors to see who would get first dibs. Lynda took the hesitation as a chance to bolt for the door but the closest thug,Ivan,would have none of that as he thrust out his foot and tripped the lunging woman causing her to crash face first on the cement floor. Igor and Leonid raised the dazed woman to her feet, blood trickling from her nose, and brought her back to the chair but instead of sitting her on the seat; they stood her facing the back of the heavy chair. Ilya the largest of the four grasped the scruff of the slender brunettes neck and bent her forward over the chair back and held her there until her ankles could be tied to the back legs and her wrists secured to the front legs.Igor who won the rock,paper,scissors moved behind the woman and dropped his pants.

As Igor spit into his hands with the intention of lubricating his penis before plunging it deep into her puckering anus, he stopped as Ilya chided him. "no Igor Dunskaya we agreed the last time,should an opportunity such as this again present itself, that we would two hole the bitch." Sorry, Ilya Borsovich, in my excitement I forget the game we play. With that Igor grasped his hands behind his back and began lunging forward while trying to aim the tip of his hard rod at the juncture of the screaming woman's vaginal lips. Again and again he thrust forward unsuccesfully ,trying to gain entry to that warm moist place that he felt all women should share freely. His comrades hooted and hollared, laughing at the fruitless attempts of their friend. After all, he was trying to hit a moving target as the protesting mother of the bride bucked and weaved her hips trying to prevent his penetration. Finally he shouted in victory as he hit his mark and sank into the silky smoothness to the hilt. A few quick hard thrusts and his rod popped out only to begin an assault on the anal opening. The object of the game was to lubricate their rigid members in the bucking womans vigina without using their hands, at which point the perpetrator could use his hands to grab the woman's hips to help guide an anal entry. Igor grasped the poor woman's slim hips as he thrust forward. A chorus of laughter echoed as the woman shook her backside again causing the stiff rod to miss its new target. Squeezing her hips as strongly as he could, Igor brought forth a shrill scream from the bound woman as she forgot about evading his rod for just a second. That was just long enough for the man to aim true with a violent forward thrust. Lynda's shrill scream turned to an inhuman screech as her anal sphincter was violated and the hands roughly pulled her hips to him as he viciously pounded deep into her colon. Finally after what seemed like an eternity to the blubbering mother, the man gritted his teeth and shouted out loud as he fired his load deep in her bowels.

Lynda Shearer relaxed as she felt him exit her butt-hole. Unfortunately for her, Ivan took his place quickly and before she could begin her evasive tactics, Ivan slid into her velvety vaginal sheath. Instead of pulling out as quickly as he continued his thrusting as the haggard brunette pleaded for the onslaught to cease. Ivan showed his staying power as he slid in and out of her slippery opening and as hard as she tried she could expel his intruding member. Before he felt the tingle from deep inside, the brute pulled out, grasped her hips and and without a moments hesitation, drove deep through the anal gate. It took but a few more thrusts for Ivan to earn his glorious release. Ilya took his turn next and being the largest and most well endowed of the group he did damage to the woman as his gigantic tool smashed and pounded her vagina and tore her anal opening to such an extent that the last thug, Leonid, could slide into either opening with no resistance. As he finished the particularly brutal onslaught of her back hole, none of the group noticed that the wretched woman had choked on her own vomit and slowly ceased to fight back as she lost consciousness and her life slipped away.

Davos and Misha secured the seven young beauties in the back of the black van and set out immediately. Davos called ahead to his crew at the local airport so that they could have his private jet prepped and ready and to instruct them to file a flight plan for Riyhad. The black van made a slight detour on the way to the airport. A quick stop at the Hilton hotel and room 216 proved to be fruitful as the stolen money was rightfully returned to its rightful owner Davos Prokof. As the mob boss was leaving the hotel, he spotted an exclusive woman's store where he made a purchase and he stopped at the gift shop and bought two of the most expensive cigars he could find. He and Misha lit up as they pulled away from the hotel, this time taking the most direct route to the plane. They had expensive cargo to load and wasting time getting that cargo into the air as quickly as possible was the plan. The van drove quickly through the airport to get to the private departure area where it drove directly into an open hanger that housed the mob leaders private Lear jet. The hanger door was quickly closed behind the van and the crew moved to open the back doors of the van. They were surprised that this nights cargo was not stolen goods, often weapons, heading for the Middle East but instead was a bevy of beautiful young women gagged and in various stages of undress.

The crew in the hanger included the pilot Jim Olson, co-pilot Anders Larsen, flight steward Burt Timms, and mechanic Tom Lyons. Jim and Anders were in the cockpit checking the instruments.The girls were emptied one by one from the van as Tom the mechanic passed a girl from the van to Burt who set the tied girls on their feet and escorted the gagged girl to the base of the jet's stairs into the hands of Davos and Misha. After delivering the two blonds Christen and Cara first, the next woman out of the van was the unfortunate bride who turned immediately as her feet hit the pavement and her knee shot forward and upward connecting squarely and unexpectedly with Burt's groin. The steward doubled over gasping for breath as the assailant, still gagged and hands tied behind her back, bolted for the door of the hanger. Just before she reached the door, it opened and chief mechanic Les Mills quickly stepped into the hanger.The tied girl, unable to slow her momentum, slammed into the big man and painfully bounced off of him and tumbled to the floor. Les bent over grabbed the downed girls long brunette hair and held out at arms length ogling the strangely dressed beauty. The sobbing girl wore the remnants of a wedding gown that left her breasts bouncing freely and also left her naked from the waste down.

Davos shouted out to his lead mechanic friend, " great timing, Les. Let me introduce you our little bride here. She and her friends are going to make us a lot of money."
" glad I could be of service.” Les said, “I filed the flight plan but traffic is heavy tonite so you will have about an hours delay."
" in that case, we might as well have more formal introductions. With seven virile men and seven hot young bitches, I think we can find something productive to do with the extra time we have. "

The big man directed that the remaining girls left in the van be quickly removed and relieved of their finery and soon all seven young women stood naked in the middle of the hanger. Quickly he delegated one of henchman to each woman. Misha was paired up with the maid of honor the brunette Becky with the cone shaped breasts. Burt the steward was awarded Laura the pear tittied slim redhead. The two mechanics Tom and Les were hooked up with the blond "sisters" Cara and Cristyn. The pilot Jim would get acquainted with Becky the full figured black haired brides maid and co-pilot Anders would get an up close with Courtney, the plump blond girl with huge mammaries. That left Ashley the almost bride paired once again with her new paramour Davos
Prokov.

The girls were forced to their knees directly in front of their chosen partner.
Davos informed the group that there was going to be a blow job competition with the last girl to make her man cum being the loser and earning herself a dozen strokes of the cane. With hands tied behind their backs the girls knew that their tasks were not going to be easy. Davos bade the contestants to start licking the balls and peckers of their designated partner and when he yelledto begin, each was to start sucking until their man shot his load. Any sucker who did not swallow the reward of their hard work would join the loser and get to also experience the cane.

The girls protested in unison but were quieted as each man in response boxed the ears of the naked bitch in front of them. All of the girls began to lick with much energy heightening the excitement of their partner until Davos yelled " suck bitches".
Davos entwined his hand in the long brunette tresses of his little bride and pulled her head forward as his member slid past her hot lips. He yelled encouragement to his partner as she deep throated her tormentor. Soon all of the men were shouting encouragement to the girls whose heads were bobbing at an extraordinary speed. Becky the maid of honor obviously was quite experienced in the act as she rythmicly brought Milos to orgasm swallowing his deposit. It was Les who cried out next as Cristyn brought him to the promised land . The other mechanic soon followed suit as he exploded into the mouth of the "other sister". He had coaxed the girl by tugging on her erasor sized nipples and the strategy had worked. Both of the full figured girls worked their magic on the pilot and copilot next, causing their partners to reach that moment of ecstasy almost at the same time.

That left only the redhead Laura and the bride Ashley fighting for the final spot. Laura was pretty inexperienced and it showed in her efforts, letting the steward's member slip from her mouth several times. Ashley was much more experienced as she actually had taught brother Matt how to bring her to orgasm with his tongue and although she would not let him screw her,she taught him the pleasures of fellatio at a very young age.Ashley bore down hard on the mob boss, not wanting to be the loser in the competition but to her chagrin the big man had staying power and nothing she tried seemed to work. The redhead gaining confidence as the game progressed finally hit paydirt as Burt reared his head back and squealed out as he spasmed into the slim redhead's hot mouth.

All of the other men's attention turned toward Davos as they cheered on the mob boss and the bobbing head of the brunette. It took several more minutes before Davos too reached nirvana. He laughed as he shoved Ashley backwards to the floor but she managed to swallow every drop. We shall wait on the caning for the present no sense marking up the merchandise. Tom, Spray these beauties down and get them dressed in these, he barked as he tossed a bag containing seven colorful and shear nightgownsto Burt. The girls were hosed, retied more securely and secured in the back bedrooms of the plane. He instructed the two mechanics to get rid of the wedding attire the girls had worn and any other clues that were left. The pilot and copilot took their place in the cockpit. The steward served drinks to Davos and Misha as the plane taxied to runway number seven enroute to Riyhad.
To be continued.

Aslin nee 8ball · Jun 28, 2022

Here Comes the Bride ..part 4
Desert Destiny

The screech of the landing gear as it hit the sweltering blacktop runway harkened the advent of change for the seven young occupants of the Lear jet. Davos had his men untie and ready the cargo for arrival at the private airstrip miles from the Saudi city of Rhiyad. The tiny airport was equipped with the finest equipment and seemed out of place ,like a technological oasis, amid the desert landscape that surrounded it. Waiting for the cargo was a long white limousine and a large specially equipped cargo van. Waiting in the air conditioned limo was none other than Moamar El Barnir, the most successful flesh peddler in the Middle East. Sitting beside him was Ilsa Mueller, his handler who's task it was to "instruct" and "transform" this cargo of american woman flesh into a very profitable group of obedient pleasure concubines.

Ilsa the daughter of Franz and Helga Mueller, had been well trained by watching her parents, who were former Stasi prison guards that fled East Germany soon after the Berlin wall came crashing down. Luckily they had come to know El Barnier's father by sneaking beautiful young German girls out of communist East Germany for what the girls thought was a free life only to find themselves sold as sex slaves in the Arab flesh trade markets. Mohammed El Barnir had his colleagues Franz and Helga Mueller brought to his palace in Rhiyad and took them into his employ. Ilsa was born in Saudi Arabia the exact day as Mohammed El Barnier's son Omar, and the two had a brother/sister bond from that day forward. From a young age, Ilsa was taught the skills of how to break down a young woman and rebuild her to exact specifications. She became proficient in the skills of humiliation,deprivation,and torture.

After the passing of her parents and Mohammed El Barnir, Ilsa and Moamar began to expand their international trade business. El Barnir's business grew as word got out that his were the most beautiful and well trained slaves as he started to make headway into the american markets. Young women from the united states with their straight teeth and slender bodies became a status symbol for Arab Sheiks and soon the price of US bitches began to skyrocket. Already with a foothold in the US, El Barnier and his mob connections in america was "importing" in a large selection of quality product, using Ilsa to train product to the buyers specifications, he was realizing profits far and above what oil can bring him.

What really distinguished El Barnier from his competition was his ability to provide playthings for some of the Arab world's biggest deviants. When the filthy rich are so bored with life that only performing sadistic and illegal acts can sexually excite them, they call for the services of the Arab world's top procurer.His prices were exhorbitant but his product was unavailable anywhere else in the world.

El Barnier looked up and down the line of young beauties as he listened to Davos shout at the women to strip naked. Davos recited what little history he knew of each and El Barnier immediately associated each of the young americans to one of his clients special needs.

Ashley, the unwed bride, a true beauty in any country would be sold at a special auction attended by only the wealthiest Arab deviants who took great satisfaction in listening to the screams of the strikingly beautiful. One of the richest, Sheik Omar Altavi, also one of the most brutal, used his purchases to star in snuff films that he himself produced and directed. Needless to say, his demand for talent was greater than the others as was his ability to pay whatever premium the auction demanded. The beauty of the young almost bride was going to make this premium the highest El Barnier ever demanded.

Becky ,the spirited maid of honor with the cone-shaped breasts, who fought back every chance she could; and Laura the Irish redhead with her perky puffies and fire in her eyes were the perfect fit for Amir Abib. Abib found enjoyment by personally beating the pride and defiance out his purchases, not being satisfied until they were completely broken-crawling on their knees when called to do his bidding.

The two blond athletic sisters may be just a perfect fit for Yassir Salaam, a Kuwaity business mogall who studied in the United States and became very fond of sulky racing. So fond in fact that he brought back a version to enjoy with his elite friends - a version that substituted beautiful young womenflesh in place of horseflesh. Yassir staged extravagant parties that culminated in a betting frenzy as the rich Arabs cheered on their favorite naked "pony" as she pulled her cart toward the finish line urged on by a lash weilding driver. Christin with the larger breasts and silver dollar sizes aureola was sturdy in legs just like her younger sister Cara who had small round breasts like oranges with protruding pencil eraser nipples. Maybe yassir would hook the two sisters up in tandem, what a sight that would be.

And last but not least were the two overweight young virgins the blond Courtney and the dark haired Rebecca both with plus sized boobs. Although both girls had pretty faces they would not fetch top dollar in their present physical state. El Barnier knew all too well what the market price was for a slender attractive american virgin and he intended to cash in on this opportunity. It may take several months but he had no doubt that Ilsa Mueller would do her "biggest loser" best to whip these two fleshy bridesmaids into shapely form. A svelt blond american virgin would bring a small fortune from some wealthy Arab but probably not even close to the price he could get for the black haired Jewish bitch Rebecca. Many an Arab sheik would like to wreak vengeance upon a virgin Jew but very few had the wealth necessary to make such a purchase.

Moamar El Barnier eagerly paid Davos with a small suitcase filled with large bills.He thanked his american friend for bringing him this delectable group and bade him farewell as Davos and his crew boarded the jet for their trip back to the US. He ordered the girls to be chained and loaded naked into the waiting van. Let them understand that they would enjoy no freedom from this point forward. El Barnier smiled as he saw money signs flash before his eyes. This $500,000 investment would pay him back at least 10 million dollars and not only that, he would get to enjoy the american bitches until the time of sale. Things were good...very good. He patted Ilsa on the backside as she entered the limo before him. Soon both vehicles were speeding toward his compound.

The walled complex of El Barnier was more of a training ground and processing center with little creature comforts, especially for the trainees. The women were un- loaded from the van and lined up facing the center of the compound's courtyard.Standing naked and chained the women stared at a beautiful young woman dressed in military attire pacing in front of the line of prisoners tapping a thin bamboo cane against the palm of her hand. She stopped to face the line-up and spoke loudly"Listen my little bitches - you now belong to me.If you are smart you will obey me. If you are not, your life will be a living hell. For example, look at this stupid whore who tried to escape." She gestured toward an open door through which a gagged and naked strawberry blond, hands tied behind her back, was led to the center of the compound by two burly guards. she was forced to kneel on a raised platform with her hands,still behind her back, tied to short post. Her feet were secured on either side of the post hanging over the edge of the platform.

"This little bitch was foolish enough to think she could try to escape her training but like a few others before her, she found out that the desert won't let that happen and like the others she will find out how we deal with a runner." With that Ilsa nodded to one of the burly guards. He reached down between the bound girl's legs and slid open a trap door below her and stirred up whatever was below with a long stick. Immediately tiny bright red ants began to swarm from the hole crawl up the girls legs as she started to shreik thru her gag as the crawling insects started to cover her body. "They are fire ants and you best stay still my dear for if you aggitate my little friends you will feel their firey bite." The strawberry blonde held perfectly still, her nostrils flared as her skin literally crawled with ants.Soon they covered her crotch and bottom. Moving upward they swarmed over her belly and back, completely covered her breasts and made their way up her neck and over her face.

Quietly Ilsa moved behind the unfortunate bound girl whose nostrils flared as she tried to remain calm as the crawling insects began to cover her body. " Oh, my dear I forgot to tell you about this part" as she reached back and slashed her cane across the left sole of the bound beauty. The naked girl screamed into the gag, her body stiffened at the first blow. Half a dozen quick and painful blows followed to exposed soles causing the girls body to wryth and buck as the nerves in her feet reacted to the searing impact of the whistling cane. The nerves weren't the only thing reacting. The movement of the woman's body in reaction to the searing pain of the bastinado aggitated the fire ants and they began to attack her naked skin. It started with just a few ants injecting their firey venum and like a domino effect more and more ants attacked their host. The American captives stared in fearful shock as the girls body began to shake and shudder as her screams became a continuous shrieking wail behind her gag. Ilsa continued her rhythmic attack on the captive' soles. The ants continued their attack on every square inch of the naked beauty's body which was soon completely covered in raised red wheals. It was only a matter of minutes before the girl's body convulsed and the pain caused a blessed loss of consciousness. The guards hosed down the girl with a heavy spray of cold water, washing away the ants and forcing painful consciousness back to the victim as she began to scream once again. She was quickly untied and dragged back to her secured area. (To be continued )

Aslin nee 8ball · Jul 1, 2022

Here Cums the Bride Part 5
Desert Destiny

The vicious display of discipline had the expected effect on the Americans as they all hugged their shaking naked bodies, heads down, sobbing quietly in fear for their own well being. After the guards returned, Ilsa ordered the seven American to sit on the edge of the platform where the blond girl had just been punished. Hesitant but fearful of disobedience and the consequences that they just witnessed, the young women sat on the platform with feet extending out over the side.

Ilsa strode forward in such a fashion that it commanded the obedient attention of seven pairs of eyes. She raised her hand, holding what looked like a tiny ring " each of you will be adorned with this tiny ring on the little toe of both feet. This is no ordinary pinky ring as each one contains a tiny diode that emits a significant electrical charge when prompted. Soon we will demonstrate." Each woman was fitted individually for their toe ring in such a manner that the rings were so tight they could not be removed. After all the American beauties were fitted with their new jewelry, Ilsa bade her little bitches to take several steps in the sand away from the platform. Her captives complied and stood in single file shaking with fear of what was to come next. The wait was not long as Ilsa pressed a button and the seven young women screamed and started to hop on one foot while reaching to grab and sooth their other foot .

A second flip of switch sent a jolt through the other foot ahe the vicious electric charge sent all seven girls sprawling to the sand. As each sobbing young woman tried to regain her feet Ilsa pressed another button and the girl cried out as she hit the sand once again. Each girl individually felt the jolt three times until Ilsa felt that they had suffiently learned the power the new toe rings had over them. Ilsa bade the two burly guards to escort the two plus-sized girls to the workout room while she herself herded the other five beauties to their individual cells.

The threat of activating the transmitter again was enough to convince the sobbing group of naked women to follow her direction without protest. After securing each girl in her own individual 4 foot by 8 foot cell, she bade the beauties to get a good nights rest because tomorrow would be a full day of arduous training. After tucking in her charges, she headed for the workout gym and the two plump American girls, the blond Courtney and the brunette Rebecca. As she entered the room she noticed that the guards had prepared the girls just as she instructed. Each girl was attached to a very sturdy treadmill such that each of her hands was securely tied to the front of the machine while she stood naked except for running shoes on the deck of the machine.

Ilsa walked to the front of the machines and turned to face the women. " It's time for you two porkchops to get to work. You will be pushed to limits every minute of every day until we transform you into little Barbie's. You will work hard and you will shrink down in size. Think 5 dress sizes less than you are now" she explained. "If you don't work hard, you don't get to eat. If you don't work hard you get sold to brothel in Qatar where you will service more than 100 men a day, the dregs of society. Men so filthy and vermin infested that you will want to retch when they come near you. They will use you and abuse you beyond your wildest dreams.The life expectancy at such a place is less than 3 months.So my two cows lets see if you want to survive.Start the machines."

The treadmills started slowly but it was not more than 30 seconds before both the blond and brunette were red faced and puffing. Slowly the speed of the treadmill was increased until the girls were trotting at a fair pace, their heavy breasts bouncing violently and their long hair flying to and fro around their bobbing heads. Both began to protest as the pace was increased once again. The protests were short-lived as the speed increased again and the young women were sucking in air as they forced their jiggling bodies to keep pace with the machines to which they were bound. After several minutes the machines slowed to a pace where the girls could finally catch their breath but the respite was short as once again the speed increased. Ilsa,not liking the effort shown on this second challenge, grabbed a narrow two inch wide strap about 3 feet long and whistled vicious stroke that struck the blond Courtney across the lower back.

The shock from the blow caused the sweaty beauty to straighten suddenly as she stumbled and fought to keep her balance. Sweat flew as a second blow caught the brunette Rebecca square across her fleshy behind bringing forth a painful yelp as she immediately picked up her pace. After half a dozen quick lashes, each beefy young woman was putting forth a much greater effort as knees were pumping, flesh was jiggling, and heavy breasts were swaying to the rythm of the prodding lash. Several more times during the first workout Ilsa was forced to apply the strap to incentivise the pair to push themselves beyond their point of fatigue and work their bodies hard. Finally after a long 90 minute workout the lathered bodies of the two overweight bridesmaids were untied from their treadmills and given all the water they wanted to drink. "

It's time for you two to get some rest. Tomorrow will be a much longer day of the same for both of you. By the way, today is also the first day of your diets. No food tonite but maybe if you work really hard in the morning you might earn a small meal. Guards take these two hefords to their cells, hose them down, and put them bed." commanded the Trainer.

Ashley, Becky, Laura, Christin, and Cara were awakened early the next morning by the burly guards who burst thru the doors of their cells yelling and screaming at the young women to get out of bed and line up outside the cells. After the girls lined up they were escorted to an enclosed courtyard outfitted with a large tilted wooden frame with manacles at each corner. " Let's let our little bride show us the way" said Ilsa " guards get her shackled to the frame. It's time for her to perform for friends." In a matter of minutes the guards had Ashley spread-eagled on her back with her wrists and ankles locked tightly to the wooden frame. Ilsa walked slowly to the frame and reached up to the taught breasts of the bound girl, tweaking and scraping her long nails across the now hardening nipples, bending forward she used her tongue to circle around the girls aureola and plumping nipples, bringing sighs of pleasure from the bound beauty. With a nod of her head,Ilsa signaled to Meta, a large afghan hound who moved forward and raised his paws up to the platform the young woman was shackled to.

The regal hound stood on his back legs, his fore paws rested on the frame between the bound girls spread legs. A clap of the hands from Ilsa prompted the dog to push his pointed snout into the girls crotch and immediately start licking with his warm soft tongue. The young bride struggled against her bonds and screamed at the canine perpetrator to stop his relentless assault on her but as the dog picked up the pace with his tongue, the pretty American began to quiet as her screams began to subside. Within seconds she began to writhe in rythm to the tongue that had found her clitoris and she began to breath heavily , her eyes closed as moans escaped from from her pursed lips. Just as moans increased to a screech of pleasure, the young woman arched her back and secumbed to the spasms of a raging orgasm. Again the hound started his tongue to work in the girls moist slit and once again he concentrated on her love button and several minutes later he once again had the pretty girl screaming as pleasure spasmed thru her loins. The girl protested as the dog borrowed in to set the girl's third orgasm into motion. All in all the canine coaxed the young beauty to cum 6 times in less than half an hour.

As the sweat soaked spent young woman lay in a semiconscious stupor, Ilsa reached between the girls thighs into her splayed sex and with a quick twist of her wrist using a sharp tool, removed the girls still swollen clitoris. Quickly a hot iron was administered to the spot as the bound girl arched violently in her bonds her screams of pain echoing in the enclosed courtyard. The smell of burnt flesh was noticeable as the hot iron cauterized the wound as the unconscious beauty collapsed back to the frame.

"It is for only the male to experience ecstacy from the love making act. It is for the female to concentrate all of her efforts on satisfying the male not to concentrate on her own pleasure. That is why each of you will sacrifice your "pleasure button" and be circumcised. Enjoy these last orgasms as a way of dedicating yourself to your newfound purpose of satisfying your masters.It is your kismet. Who would like to be next?" Becky and Laura just stood sobbing arms crossed over their naked bosoms with legs tightly clenched together.

The two sisters Cara and Christin turned in unison and began to sprint towards the opening into the courtyard. Ilsa noticed them immediately but watched the athletic sisters, a whirlwind of pumping legs and flailing arms encircling their bobbing naked behinds, before she took action. Just before the sisters reached the courtyard entrance Ilsa pressed the button on her handheld transmitter and the running girls felt the voltage surge thru their toe rings as both tumbled headfirst into the hot sand. Quickly set upon by the guards they were unceremoniously led back to their trainer.
(To be continued)

Aslin nee 8ball · Jul 3, 2022

Here Cums the Bride. Pt 6
Desert destiny

Motioning to the trainers , Ilsa bade the guards to tie the girls side by side with Cara on the left and Christin on the right. Cara's left leg and Chistin's right leg were tied together at ankle and knee extending straight down from their bodies. Both girls other legs were stretched and secured at 90degree angles to theif other legs. In other words both of the attractive siblings were stretched wide open.

The exotically beautiful trainer ordered Meta to once again take position with his front paws straddling the legs that were tied together, giving the hound access to both pussies just by turning his head a little bit in either direction. He started out lapping the pussy on the right, that of the older Christin. Then changed direction and his long tongue addressed the open slit of the younger and shorter Cara. The sisters were screaming and tugging at their bonds and didn't notice Ilsa grab a short thonged dogwhip. She reached back and delivered avicious overhand blow that scalded the protruding nipples of the younger sister small boobies and quickly shot a backhanded slash acoss the big round breasts of the older sister. "stop your bellering and kiss each other. Don't tell me that you haven't shared some sisterly lesbian enjoyment. Having gotten the girls attention, Ilsa sent another set of firey slashs across the siblings unprotected breasts. Wanting to avoid more pain, the sisters locked lips and tongues began to work inside each others mouths.

Meanwhile the hound increased the intensity of his own attacking tongue, and Cara who was getting most of the dogs attention, could not hold back and moaned loudly as her body spasmed and her nerves fired wonderful sensations throughout her body. The dog turned to the wet slit of Cristin and buried his snout into the older girl's outer vaginal lips. The dog bore in and increased the force as he found the love button of the big breasted sister. in just a matter of a few minutes the hound succeeded in getting the older girl to orgasm. Not wishing to prolong their pleasure Ilsa took both clitori and cauterized the wounds. The sisters were removed from the frame and escorted to kneel next to the first victim the new bride, Ashley.

Becky and Laura were the next to open their womanhood to the Afghan hound. The dog was relentless and made short work of the two spirited girls and Ilsa had to apply the whip frequently to the naked and objecting girls before they each experienced massive orgasms and sacrificed their ectasy buds to the blade of the German trainer.All of the girls were ushered back to their cells where they were allowed to rest and recuperate from their most recent ordeal.

The next two weeks for the 5 young women was concentrated on mastering the appropriate bedroom techniques while the two virgins Courtney and Rebecca. were worked mercilessly for 16 hours each day to assure that they would meet the weight limits set for them. The two groups were allowed no contact which kept all of the girl's on edge, wondering about the fates of their friends.

This particular day Ilsa had asked her employer El Barnier to partake in the instruction. She had noticed in his eyes how he had lusted for the body of the hot young bride when she had been escorted from the jet days earlier. Ever the proper businessman, he purposely tried to avoid experiencing any contact with the women he purchased for auction. Many years ago he had made that mistake, gotten attached to a French beauty who stabbed him with a kitchen knife while they lay in bed after making love. Thinking only of escape she grabbed clothing and money and made her way to the local airport. In the meantime, El Barnier's servants had discovered him bleeding heavlily, called in a doctor who was able to stop the bleeding, and bandaged his wounds.The local authorities were contacted and apprehended the dark haired Sophie Morne before she could board her plane for Paris.

The trial was swift and well publicized in the Arab world. Just the thought of anything but total obedience of a slave was absolutely unthinkable. Sophie was found guilty of attempted murder and sentenced to death. A very slow and painful death. It seemed like the whole population of the area was present when the girl was led upon the platform in the middle of the market square. The crowd having cursed and spat upon the girl as she had been led to her fate, cheered as the local magistrate explained the specifics of her sentence.

First the girl was placed in the pillory and as her hair was shorn from her head she pleaded with her former owner El Barnier who sat in a wheelchair directly in front of the platform. He turned his cheek away from her showing her his indifference. The sentence began with 100 strokes of a vicious looking rattan cane. The executioner drew screams after the fourth stroke and the girl was a screaming blubbering mess by the 30th slash of the rattan. The onslaught continued with the executioner having to implement five new rattan canes as they frayed from the violent impact with the French woman’s fleshy behind. The girl had lost consciousness by the 100th stroke and blood flowed down her legs from the split welts on her backside.

The victim was hastened back to painful consciousness with strong smelling salts. The next part of her punishment drew a stirring in the crowd as the executioner grabbed the shears once again and moved to the side of woman bent in the embrace of the sturdy pillory. Her breasts, hanging below her heaved as she anticipated what was to happen next. Grasping her nipple with his left hand he began to tweak and carress the soft flesh at its tip. Soon the sensitive woman flesh began to respond and harden in his caressing finger. Tightening his grip he pulled down on the firm tip of her nipple elongating it as he raised the shears with his right hand. A quick snip of the shears separated the nipple from her quivering breast bringing forth another agonizing scream. The sequence was repeated with the other nipple with a roaring crowd drowning out the screams of the victim.

A brazier was rolled to the middle of the platform. The brazier held two iron bars about 1 1/2 inches in diameter and two feet long. The first red hot iron was plunged into the girls vagina causing her body to spasm and shake as she bellered like a steer in response to the searing pain invading her inner self. Again the once beautiful woman had to be revived before the next shimmering iron was thrust into her anus. This time it took two smelling salts to revive her for the coup degrace. The glint of a scimitar was all the agonized girl saw before her head was mercifully separated from her body to the roar of the frenzied crowd. The remberence of that relationship and subsequent betrayal steeled El Barnier against any such thing ever happening again.
(To be continued)

Aslin nee 8ball · Jul 13, 2022

Here Cums the Bride Part 6. Desert Destiny

This morning it was the two virgins, the blond Courtney andthe dark haired Jewish Rebecca, who were slated for training. El Barnier smiled as the naked duo were escorted into into the courtyard. He was always amazed at the quality of work that Ilsa and her crew provided when tasked with difficult job. Both of the virgins looked nothing like the plus sized duo that stumbled off the lead jet just a month ago. The women's bodies had slimmed dramatically, so much in fact, that breasts even appeared to have firmed-up and looked a size or two smaller. It did not take a practiced eye to know this was probably the best shape that either of the plump beauties had ever been. They were very close to where they needed to be for the Arab flesh peddler to realize the enormous profit he planned to gain for the sale of two beautiful "fit" American virgins.

Ilsa stood shoulder to shoulder with her employer, facing the two naked beauties who had been forced to her knees by theirjailers. The girls were instructed to crawl on hands and knees until they reached Ilsa and El Barnier and kneel before them. Ilsa bade Rebecca who knelt directly in front of the Arab to clasp her hands behind her neck and cast her eyes to the floor and ask her master if she could service him with her mouth. Fearing the short whip the trainer held in her hand, the dark haired virgin mumbled, " It would please me to service you with my mouth master". Immediately Ilsa's whip shot out striking the unfortunate girl across the shoulder blades drawing a shreik of pain.

" A slave never gets to be pleased. She exists only to please her master. Ask again you Jewish sow." Rebecca carefully chose her words this time, " Master if it pleases you, may I service you with my mouth?" Pleased with the virgin's response, Ilsa Mueller instructed Rebecca how to slowly and seductively remove the man's gauze pants and how to caress his manhood and ball sack with soft, warm hands. Feeling the Arab's member start to stiffen in her hands the Jewish woman was instructed on how to use her tongue to stimulate the nerves in the areas she had just caressed. El Barnier began to respond with increased hardness as the girl was urged to increase the pace of her tongue.Ilsa now instructed the girl to lick the length of the rock hard member with her warm soft tongue, starting at the base and slowly making its way to the engorged head of the penis. The young woman was told to repeat the slow tongue lick three more times until finally circling the sensitive head of the penis a number of times. Finally she was bade to take just the head of the penis into her mouth and gently use her teeth and tongue to stimulate the sensitive nerves of the Arabs glans.

El Barnier was starting to moan as he felt a tingle begin deep inside. He entwined his fingers in the girls dark hair pulling her head toward his groin sliding his penis deeply into the girls mouth and into her throat. Ilsa warned the girl to slow her pace and go more slowly taking in the whole shaft and sliding up to suck and tongue the glans. Rebecca began to repeat the process with a slower rythm and she could feel the rod of El Barnier stiffing to rock hardness as she heard him moan and arch his back. A quick flick of Ilsa’s whip encouraged the girl to quicken her pace and she felt the penis spasm in her mouth and fire its first of many copious shots of cum. Her mouth full, the semen started to trickle down her throat causing her to cough and sputter such that she relaxed her lips and a small trickle of semen ran down her chin. Immediately Ilsa rained blow after blow upon the back and haunches of the kneeling virgin, causing her fall to the floor covering herself with her arms. "

How dare you waste the seed of your master you ungrateful whore." screamed Ilsa. El Barnier arm shot out to grab Ilsa's wrist, stopping a lash in mid-flight. " Careful my dear, remember she will bring us much money." Ilsa nodded with understanding as the big man grabbed the girl once again by the hair and forcing her face back to his now deflating penis. " Clean me with your tongue and make haste so I do not lose patience with you. The dark haired beauty did as she was told and then took the position she was told, on her knees still but with her head bowed, her forehead touching the floor.

Courtney was next to experience her training as she was instructed, like Rebecca before her, to take position with hands clasped behind her head and breasts thrust forward. She faced Ilsa instead of El Barnier and realized that as she asked in a trembling voice, " Mistress, if it pleases you may I pleasure you with my tongue?"Ilsa motioned her to move forward and without further instruction the buxom blond began licking the inside of her Mistress thighs, slowly licking from just above the knees and slowly making her way to Ilsa shaved groin. After licking and nibbling at the outer lips, the girl drove her tongue inside the wet slit. It took just a matter of seconds before the tongue found it's target, that hard little tissue bud. As the tongue dances around and against her clit, Ilsa could feel the glorious sensation began to build from the area as her nerve endingsbegan to tingle.

The virgin Courtney had received the easier task of the two young women. Being overweight, the too women were seldom the focus of young men and had to seek affection from members of their own sex often going home with middle aged lesbians who had schooled them on the techniques women used to satisfy each other. That was evident to Ilsa as she reached the point of no return and her nerve endings began to uncontrollably send that tingle throughout her body, as her body shuddered several times and a high-pitched squeal escaped her lips. Ilsa smiled as she realized this girl had been well trained and would be a fine purchase for a rich female.

The two virgins were told once again told to resume the kneeling position with hands clasped behind their heads. What followed was verbal instruction on the do's and dont's of how to act when in the presence of their masters and mistresses. They were taught how to enter and exit a room, how to cast their eyes and not to make any sound or movement until asked to do so, how to anticipate their masters every need, They were quizzed and requizzed by their trainer and just when they thought they had answered all questions and passed every test, El Barnier and Ilsa switched positions and now stood in front of a different woman. The whole process was repeated with Courtney servicing her Arab owner and Rebecca applying tongue service to lthe beautiful German trainer. Both virgins, remembering the consequences of not performing to the best of their abilities, were close to perfect in bring the master and Mistress to a second raging orgasm. Courtney swallowed the whole load and proved to be the most proficient with her mouth regardless of servicing man or woman. Rebecca brought Ilsa to orgasm, and although not as proficient as Courtney, Ilsa could tell that this girl was also experienced with women.

After the early morning session, Ilsa pleased with the progress of the two virgins, decided to give the girls the rest of the day off_ no running, no weight training, no steam room. In fact she was so pleased with the tongue work of two Americans that she even allowed a tiny bit of chocolate to find its way into today's food trays. With their diets so strictly regulated, the bitches were sure to enjoy. Mid-morning, Ilsa herself was busy with the daily training session of the two sisters, Christin and Cara. For the past three weeks the girls had been trained almost exclusively indoors while being harnessed to a capstan that once was used to turn the stone wheel used to crush grain. Tied at opposite ends of the poles that protruded out from the body of the mechanism the two naked siblings were coaxed to push against the poles which turned the machine. Urged on with whips and canes the girls dug their toes into the hard dirt and heaved their bodies against the poles to turn the apparatus. Each day the girls were harnessed up until the supervisor, usually Ilsa, felt that the sisters had given their all. ( to be continued)

Aslin nee 8ball · Jul 21, 2022

Here Cums the Bride Part 7 Desert Destiny

On the first day Cara had made the mistake of uttering an f-word laced tirade at Ilsa. Instead of punishing the sister with the filthy tongue, she chose to punish the other sister. Christin was released from her harness and led to an open area just in front of the apparatus where her hands were tied behind her back and clipped to a chain that dropped from the ceiling. The chain was raised toward the ceiling and the big breasted sister yelped as her bound wrists were lifted from behind until she was bent forward on her tiptoes. Meanwhile Cara was forced to continue turning the machine at a much slower pace without the help of her bound sibling. Ilsa stood just to the side of the girl holding a short leather tawse. "Maybe you should talk to your sister about her filthy mouth but wait until after you pay for it." With that Ilsa swung the leather strap and it impacted the side of the hanging pendulous right breast. The impact of the strap caused the girl to twirl in her bonds and Ilsa right arm shot out to strike the tender flesh of the left breast with the split tips of strap biting into the tender nipple.Christin let loose a scream that got the attention of her younger sister.

" I am so sorry Christin, please stop. I promise to be good, please don't hit her anymore" cried Cara.. Ilsa retorted, " Pay attention to this my sweet sisters. If you misbehave it will be the other who suffers the consequences. Your sister will suffer 30 strokes, 15 to each of her fat boobs. " Tears began to stream down Cara's cheeks as she continued to push to but she couldn't block out the screams of her older sister as she took her younger sister’s beating. Christin, her breasts swollen and bright red, was returned to her cell after the beating. Cara was left to continue pushing against the pole, slowly making a circle, for double her usual shift to make up for her missing sister. She was so exhausted after her shift she had to be carried back to her cell.She vowed to watch her tongue from that point on. In the weeks that followed the sisters dug in and pushed, and pushed, and pushed. Their slender young bodies became harder and muscle rippled in their now well- muscled, powerful legs.

On this particular morning the venue for the sisters training was changed to the desert sands around the perimeter of the compound. Each girl was fitted with a shoulder harness attached by a long rope to a small sled. Each sled carried 50 pounds of barbell weights. The naked sisters were forced to pull their sleds as fast as they could for 100 yard intervals with a short respit between pulls. Water was granted liberally during the break between pulls. Each pull was a race between the two blondes with the one with the most wins for the day getting regular rations but the loser getting half rations. The competition was stiff between the two in the beginning but soon they alternated winning days so that neither would have to go with little food for more than a day at a time. The weights on the sleds were increased in intervals. After many weeks of such training, the girls were even more well muscled and even though they had played basketball and ran track in high school, they were now in the best shapes of their lives.

Becky the spirited girl with the pointy boobs and Laura the Irish spitfire were trained separately from the other girls. Whereas the other young women were held to very little tolerance for how they acted and what they said, Becky and Laura were actually encouraged by the feigned indifference of their captors, to be willful and disobedient. That was because El Barnier had ear-marked the disrespectful pair for a certain type of buyer. The type that relished the opportunity to break a headstrong young woman down to the basics. So you see there was no need for El Barnier to break the two spitfires. Their training was more a process of constant aggrivation, short sleep periods, inconsistent food supply, intermittent hot water, lights that didn't turn off, unbearably hot and unbearably cold cells. This process had continued throughout their incarceration at the compund and had the two young women so on edge that they actually attacked each other, clawing and slapping as they grappled in the dirt. They grasped each others naked breasts, twisting and pinching.Each tried tearing out the hair of their opponent. The guards, amused by the battle, just sat back and enjoyed the show by egging on each of the combatants. It wasn't until the two girls collapsed from exhaustion that the guards intervened. Each girl was deposited on the floor of her cell but not before each had the last word as they regaled their jailers with f bombs.

Ashley the almost bride, was taught the ways of a harem slave in a separate manner. El Barnier and Ilsa oversaw her training personally at all times and although the punishment they meted out was painful, it was never meant to damage their valuable property. Ashley ever the spoiled bitch worried only about her own well being and never once concerned herself with what was happening to her friends.She thought that If anyone deserved special treatment it was her, she had a feeling of entitlement, something she had learned in her previous life. Her beauty and her brains got her most of what she had wanted in life and if it didn't she would lie, cheat and do whatever it took to get it. Ashley would steamroll a best friend or family member if she had to. None of this was lost on El Barnier and he planned to use the beauty and attitude of this pretty American to fill his coffers. This beautiful brunette had been blessed with a luscious body, her well proportioned breasts,tight ass and long legs with brains to match was a once in a lifetime opportunity. He intended to cash in.

Ashley now feigned subservience but in the first week she had made the mistake of trying to slap El Barnier when he was fondling her breasts and pinched her nipple just a little too hard. She immediately found herself bent over the Arab's lap with his left hand pressing down on the small of her back holding her in place. Ilsa handed him a slipper that had been left on the floor and the big man brought his right hand down with all his might. The leather slipper it weilded cracked like a gunshot when it contacted the girls naked behind. Ashley winced and sucked in her breath trying not to cry out as the swat seared her bottom. Stoically she kept from crying out until the sixth blow but what she couldn't do was prevent her body from stiffening and bounding with each swat. By the seventh blow tears were flowing down her cheeks and she let a moan escape her pursed lips. It wasn't long before a scream began to punctuate each stinging slap of the slipper. The radiating pain of each blow caused the naked girls body to dance on the cruel Arabs lap.

The girls naked flesh bounding and grinding on his lap brought the big man to to a rock hard arousal. Afraid that he was going to fire his load he quickly dropped the girl to her knees facing his seated body. Quickly he loosened his kaftan to free his stiff rod and waggled it in front of the naked American beauty. Ashley knew she had no choice and did not want another onslaught on her stinging red bottom. She bent forward and quickly took the engorged penis into her mouth, lightly tongueing the head before slowly taking most of the shaft deep in her throat. El Barnier moaned as her hot mouth enveloped his rock hard erection. His hands reached to caress the silky softness of the beauties hanging breasts and within 3 or four bobs of the young brunette's head, he threw his head back and let out a yell as he orgasmed, firing copious amounts of his spunk deep into the woman's throat. Ashley although still smarting, smiled as she knew that she had purposely and seductively used her body to lessen her spanking. Even in her captivity she could use her feminine wiles to remain in control. Even though she was to be sold, Ashley was confident that she could manipulate any man who tried to own her.

In the weeks leading up to a slave auction such as the area had never experienced, the compound was in a state of constant motion. The training of the young slaves had been completed very quickly and efficiently. The young women were treated to a spa like existence during the final week. Their hair was cut and styled, their firmed bodies were rubbed with oil and fragrant creams, pedicures and manicures for all as the day of the auction loomed. The young women knew the hour was close as early one morning limousine after limousine began to flow through the gates of the compound. Their training complete, anxiety and fear of what the future would hold for them hung heavy over the young beauties. Only a few months ago they had gathered to party and celebrate a wedding and now each girl wondered what it would be like to be owned by a rich master who at a whim, had the right to use their bodies or abuse their bodies as he so wished. Only time would tell and that time was drawing so very near.
(to be continued.......)

Aslin nee 8ball · Aug 2, 2022

Here Cums the Bride. Pt 8

............The saga of a would be bride and her wedding party continues in the Middle East as they have been readied for sale to the highest bidder........

The first private showing included the blonde ponygirl duo. Cara and Christin the sister bridesmaids that had been trained so thoroughly, were tied and displayed in such a fashion that accentuated their toned bodies. Their bodies were well oiled to define the powerful muscles of their legs and arms. Both young beauties were standing on a short platform with wrists tied andarms extended well above their heads, their bodies stretched taught as they fought to balance on the the tips of their toes. They started as the door to the display room opened and El Barnier and his guest, Yassir Salaam entered the room for the first private showing of the evening.

"Yassir, my friend, I thought of you as soon as I acquired this pair of beauties. Of course, they were overweight and in very poor shape when they came into my possession but after manymonths of disciplined workouts, Ilsa has honed them to the specifications that you demand. The taller of the two is named Christin, look at those powerful legs, a must to pull one of your sulkies." proclaimed El Barnier. Yassir Salaam nodded as he reached out to stroke the left leg of the gagged blonde and then reached up to caress the girls round left breast with the silver dollar sized nipple. Salaam could imagine sucking on the tempting mammary as the girl wrapped her powerful legs around him while he thrust violently into her. Regaining his senses he turned toward the shorter girl with breasts the size of oranges and nipples that pointed out like pencil erasers. As he reached out to fondle her small breasts and run his hand down her flanks, he asked El Barnier, " and what is the name of this little filly". El Barnier explained that her name was Cara.

" My friend, El Barnier are you selling the two fillies separately or as a tandem. I am willing to offer you $ 400,000 for the pair. Blonde European bitches are a big draw at my parties." The host spoke quickly " Yassir, I am afraid that you would be easily out-bid by almost all of the other sheiks in attendance. I am sure that what I have to share with you next will make you reconsider you initial offer. The two beauties before you are not European but rather are from the USA. You know what a premium is put on American pussy and especially blonde American pussy. But being American is not the biggest asset of this particular pair of fillies. No, what makes them unique and expensive is that they are American sisters. Who wouldn't want a pair of blonde American sisters in their harem. In your case Yassir, who wouldn't want a pair of American sisters harnessed in tandem to one of your racing sulkies. Just think what a spectacle that would be for your guests."

Yassir Salaam smiled and looked at the two bound beauties in wonderment. " Barnier, you dog. You know how to warm the heart of an old friend. I will raise my offer to 1 million for the pair. Barnier countered, " And which blonde American do you want for that price?" Salaam hesitated for a brief moment and made his offer " You desert fox, I will go 1.75 million for the duo and that is my final offer."

"So be it my good friend. I knew that you could not pass up such a pair. It will definitely add much quality to your collection." reflected Barnier as he calculated his profit in his head. He had purchased the sisters for $75,000 each and after several months of training, sold them for 1.6 million dollars in profit. Oil wasn't the only thing that could make you rich in the Middle East. He smiled as he realized that his American wedding party was going to make him a much richer man and add to his reputation as the top procurer of woman-flesh in the whole continent.

Several minutes later, just before the the next private showing, there was a loud commotion coming from somewhere near the front gate of the compound. Soon two burley guards came forward dragging a kicking and screeching brown haired young woman. Your excellency we caught this bitch trying to sneak out of the compound. When discovered she tried discarding her cellphone but we saw where she stashed it. The guards handed the cellphone to El Barnier who began to scroll through the pictures on the phone . It was immediately obvious that the young woman had been busy taking pictures of the women held captive in the compound and had video of the recent bargaining session with Yassir Salaam over the American sisters. As he scrolled further he found pictures of what looked like family, pictures of a synagog, and pictures of what El Barnier immediately recognized as Tel Aviv.

We have caught a jew he thought. What is she doing this far into Arab territory and who is this information intended for? "Why have you intruded into my compound and who are you working for" demanded the livid Arab. The girl remained tight lipped as she glared back the rich Arab. El Barnier thought for a second, why not make this a special treat for his wealthy guests.

After all he had not yet had a chance to barter with his most brutal and sadistic guest buyer Amir Abib. Perhaps his vicious friend would like to whet his appetite on this new spy. It has been said that Abib could make a mute talk so he should probably have no trouble making this pretty young bird sing. Of course, there might not be much left of her body when he was through with her, but then again, she wasn't part of the sale merchandise anyway so El Barnier wasn't going to be out any money.

El Barnier looked the defiant girl in the eyes and said " We will see how much will power you have my girl when you go up against my friend Amir. He has refined torture into an art. You will be his canvas and you will get to perform for all of my esteemed guests. What a spectacle that will be, don't you agree. There is no time like the present. Business can wait. It's entertainment time!" El Barnier bade the guards to bring the girl to the raised platform at the compounds center as he left to round up his guests. It took about an hour to get the center of the compound ready. Staff moved small tables and comfortable chairs around the raised stage with the show's star standing at its center, her arms tied to a stout post. With a gag in her mouth she was unable to plead her case but her eyes showed the fear that gripped her. It took no more than an hour for Barnier's staff to set up the area and for the audience to fill the seats.

The young Jewish spy found herself bound to a sturdy post in the center of the platform . The girl still clothed , her back to the post faced the assembled crowd with her arms stretched high above her head and her feet tethered in such a way that she could move them but unable to kick. The crowd became animated as Amir Abib climbed onto the platform. Just the sight of him caused the bound Jewess to shudder. Abib was a large man, over 6' 3" and weighing in at a solid 300 pounds, but it was not the size that scared the girl the most. Rather it was the look in his eye, his only eye. Abib had a patch over his right eye and a horrible looking scar that ran from under the patch to the base of his right earlobe. His left eye glowered with the hatred he felt for the woman stretched out before him. Amir Abib had developed a real hatred for any and all women. After all it had been a woman who had taken his eye and scarred his face while in a jealous rage.

" Before we start, my little Jewish dove, let's get rid of the feathers. There is no reason why you should hide anything from your Arab masters." With a quick move Abib grabbed the girls blouse at the neck and with a powerful tug the seams of the blouse rent and the fabric flew across the platform. Grabbing the girls skirt at the hem another powerful tug left the girl standing in just her under garments. Those were soon also torn from her quaking body and the Arab took a step back to view his canvas. The thin brown haired girl with the small conical shaped breasts was shaved clean at the juncture of her skinny legs. She shrunk back against the post trying to make herself small as all in attendance feasted their eyes on the sudden nakedness of the Jewish spy as the spectacle began.

Amir Abib walked forward, reaching out he grasped the girls throat and began to slowly increase the pressure. the girl began to buck and tug at her bonds trying to shake her body away from the man's powerful grip that was depriving her lungs of necessary oxygen. "Who are you and what are you doing here" he demanded, not relaxing his grip at all. The girls face was turning blue and her eyes began to roll back in her head. Just as she began to lose consciousness, the man lightened his grip and she began convulsively gasping for air. The girl thrashed her head from side to side as she gulped air. Her lungs burned but soon she felt a severe burning sensation from her left breast that enveloped her consciousness.

Her body tried to twist way from the fiery attack on her left nipple but the bonds that imprisoned her held fast. Abib held a gold plated lighter in his right hand , the flame shooting out its top licked at the left nipple of the bound captive as she gasped trying to scream. Soon the flame sought out the right nipple and the lungs now filled with air, allowed the captive to scream in loud response. The lighter alternated from left to right nipple eliciting a convulsive dance as her muscles spasmed in response to the searing flame.

The steady cadence of screams and the victims contortions kept the audience mesmerized. Finally Amir Abib lowered the lighter and again asked his captive the same question. She defiantly shook her head as her torturer lowered the lighter to just below the juncture on the girls spread legs. He clicked his lighter and a flame lept up to torch the unfortunate girls labia. The loudest scream yet was torn from the victim. Abib held fast in that position until the bellering and bucking girl lost consciousness. (To be continued)

Aslin nee 8ball · Aug 4, 2022

Here Cums the Bride part 9
Sold to the Highest Bidder

Like an intermission at a movie, refreshments were brought out for the crowd as Abib's attendants rolled out a pillory. After administering smelling salts the attendants placed the semi-conscious girl in the pillory to ready her for more torture. As the crowd settled back in, the torturer walked up from being the girl and reaching out with his left hand spread her butt cheeks with his thumb and forefinger. The lighter in his left hand erupted into flame that licked the tender puckering ass bud Abib had just exposed. The poor girl's body shot forward to crash against the unrelenting frame of the pillory as she bellered like a cow in response to the excruciating pain.

The final onslaught on that tender region broke the sobbing girl and she quickly confessed that her name was Sarah Jons, a reporter who worked for the Tel Aviv Chronicle and her job was to write an expose' on white trafficking in the Middle East. El Barnier congratulated his friend " You were right my friend, this Jew bitch was a spy and you made her talk in no time. I admire your work so much that I am giving her to you to practice on, as you like. I think our esteemed audience would like to further witness what a true virtuoso you are. I am sure that you can keep them entertained by making our little Hebrew dove sing for hours. As for me, I will take my leave as my associates prepare the remaining merchandise for viewing by my illustrious guests. ContinueAbib, take your time, it will give us more time to prepare." With that El Barnier exited the stage.

El Barnier and his crew immediately made their way to the cells of the two once plump virgins, the brunette Rebecca and the blond Courtney. It was time to start preparing the rarest of commodities for rich Arab tastes. Rare are the adult virgins that make their way to the auction block and there are many rich Arabs who were willing to pay top dollar for that first night of ecstacy. El Barnier was ready to cash in on their obsessions.

Meanwhile back on stage, Sarah the reporter from Tel Aviv, begged for mercy thinking that her confession would stop her ordeal but the pain was about to rise to levels that no human being should ever have to endure. Still locked in the pillory, all parts of the woman's body were available to her large Arab assailant.

Abib started with the fingers of her imprisoned hands. Using forecepts he clamped down on the nail of the right index finger and slowly started to wrench the nail from it's nail bed.The naked girls head lifted and she made eye contact with the brutal Arab who smiled as he continued to twist and pull. The girls mouth opened widely as a blood curdling scream escaped as the nail wrenched away from its mooring. The girls throat was raw from screaming by the time her tenth nail had been torn away. Amir Abib had slowly and methodically pulled each fingernail away never taking his eyes off the girl's face as heimmensely enjoyed her babbling pleas for mercy as he reached for the next finger and her throaty screams as he pulled and twisted on each tender fingernail.

The restrained captive's feet stamped furiously and her body fought mightily against her wooden prison as the pain coursed through her body as fingernail after fingernail was torn away. The audience was mesmerized by the brutality of the torturer and the violent reaction of the girls naked body restrained before them. Many in the audience had the occasion to discipline a slave but that was usually limited to the whip or a cane, nothing as brutal as the interrogation techniques being used in the spectacle that they were witnessing.

Abib dropped the forcepts on the stage and picked up a dogwhip with a 12 inch handle and a two foot lash of braided stiff leather. He slowly walked in front of his imprisoned moaning captive so that she would know what ordeal she was next to face. The girl grimaced as she recognized that her tormentor held a vicious looking whip and braced herself for the onslaught of blows that were soon to reign down upon her naked body.

Amir Abib stood behind and slightly to the left of his target as he studied the nude form deciding where to strike with his first blow. Some would have chosen as their target, the girl'sbuttocks, her naked back, or even the backs of her tender thighs or calf's. Instead Abib chose to step forward and throw a horizontal lash that impacted the right side of the naked jewess, slapping against her taught ribs with the tip of the lash snapping violently against her hanging right breast. The girl raised up on her toes and squeeled in pain as a large red welt decorated the side of her tender boob.

Five more blows struck home in the same area, causing the girl to lean to the right, trying to protect herself. The welts were torn open and blood trickled down the punished reporters breast, dripping from her hardened nipple. Next came half a dozen backhanded blows across her left side with the hanging breast on the left side being the primary target. After those were meeted out, Abib began to target the backside and thighs of his victim paying special attention to the tender inner thighs and knee hollows. The Arabs onslaught of lashs was fast and furious and it kept the girls body in perpetual motion as she capered on her tiptoes, twisting and lurching forward trying to avoid the bite of the leather.

Sarah Jons, virgin to the whip, blubbered and cried out as each firey lash burned into her body and left an indelible mark on her soul. Every chance the Arab got he would redirect the dogwhip up between the girls legs striking the unprotected and burned lips of the exposed vagina. Five times the lash hit paydirt drawing forth a blood curdling scream as the girls body spasmed violently. Twice the captive lost consciousness and had to be revived as a bucket of cold water was dumped over her head.

The audience was again mesmerized by the display and many were shouting encouragement to the giant Arab. In fact the whole crowd was aroused and that arousal would mean a large profit for El Barnier when they started to bid on his unique female merchandise.

Tiring of the lash, Amir Abib threw it aside and bent over to pick up the forcepts that he had previously used to extricate the bitch's fingernails. After all the girl had 10 toenails that were in need of his attention. A low stool was moved to the front of the pillory for the big man to sit on as he did his work. Sarah Jon'sscreamed mightily as her torturer grabbed her right foot and pulled it toward him. The unfortunate young woman screamed like a banshee as each of her toenails were wrenched from her toes, finally fainting as the last nail on her left pinky toe was torn away.

Abib was growing bored with the Jewish reporter and began to think about the special viewing of sale merchandise that his friend El Barnier had promised. Barnier had whetted the interest of his large Arab friend first by telling him of the two disrespectful american bridesmaids and then offering Abib the opportunity to ply his craft on the unfortunate jewish spy. Abib was "juiced" right now. His testosterone level sky high and unbeknownst to him, just where El Barnier wanted him.

Barnier chuckled as he started to prep his female merchandise for their upcoming sale. He knew that his large friend was about to share some of his huge fortune with him. In fact Barnier knew that he was going to get top dollar from his excited compatriot.

Meanwhile Abib walked to the front of the pillory and grabbing a handful of the unconscious girl's hair ,yanked her head upward and started slapping her face, eventually bringingthe young spy back to consciousness. " Well my little starlet, you have been so brazen showing for all to see, your little girl tits and skinny ass. Well do not fear, I shall let you display your wares for others; in fact many, many others. Where you are going, clothing is an afterthought. I hope you have a good work ethic. You see, the men that work my oil fields work hard and play hard after their work is finished. You will be their plaything, You will be kept very, very busy. You will service those men "24/7" for the rest of your life, however short that might be. Stay here in the pillory until it is time for us to leave for your new home." Abib turned to the audience, " I would hate for our little bird to get lonesome. Feel free to use whatever openings appeal to you, as often as you want. I just ask that you leave her unharmed and healthy enough to be able to perform her duties after we leave this compound. (To be continued)

Aslin nee 8ball · Aug 14, 2022

Here Cums the Bride pt 10
Sold to the Highest Bidder
El Barnier, knowing that timing was everything, quickly had his staff ready the two recalcitrant bride maids Becky the disobedient brunette and Laura the redheaded hothead. He had them clothed only in sheer and tightly fitted gowns that accentuated the curvaceous firm bodies of the young Americans. In fact the material was molded so closely to their skin that the girls felt as naked as if they were unclothed. With their hands tied behind their back, gagged, and standing side by side on a low stage bathed by spotlights, the gowns almost seemed to disappear with their pink nipples and the hair at the juncture of their thighs prominently visible.

Amir Abib was led to the staging area by none other than Ilsa Mueller who Abib had become quite fond of over the years.He had been impressed with how this beautiful young German could break down a captive in a short period of time while inflicting much pain but keeping the body relatively unmarked.He had often hinted to her that she would be much happier working for him and that he could more than compensate his friend El Barnier for her loss. Ilsa chatted up Abib, lying about her experience training the latest batch of women. She paid special attention to the descriptions of the defiant duo Laura and Becky. Ilsa exaggerated by feighning frustration over the fact that she had been unable to break the duo no matter what methods she tried. Implying to the rich Arab that it would take a real task master to make any headway trying to break down these two insubordinate bitches.

By the time Abib entered the room he was in a definite state of curiosity, excited by the challenge of breaking two spoiled Americans. He imagined the two privileged and entitled Americans capering under his lash or kicking and screaming as he raped them in all three holes. As his eyes became accustomed to the bright lights of the stage he became mesmerized by the sight of the two beautiful bound captives. The defiant look on the girls faces quickly brought Abib out of it and he remembered why he was here and determination to buy these creatures overwhelmed him. He had to have these girls. He stepped forward to fondle the breasts of each almost naked girl which caused both to try to scream obscenities at him and struggle to evade his roaming hands. Becky eventually manage a kick aimed at the Arab's groin. Abib grimaced and turned away and the kick glanced off his hip. As he turned away from the redhead he turned right into a knee to the groin from the brunette Laura.

He dropped to his knees in obvious pain but the smirks on the girls faces was not lost on him. He was infuriated. There was no price he wouldn't pay for them now and Barnier knew it as soon as he looked in the eyes of his Arab friend. In fact Abib started and ended the negotiation. " How much do you want for these spoiled American bitches, Barnier?" El Barnier, thinking he would have to barter with his good friend started high, " I was thinking 3 million for the pair" he answered. "Done". blurted Abib. "Prepare them for transport, we leave within the hour. Believe me you little whores , before I am through with you, you will rue the day that you were born. Prepare yourselves for hell on earth. You will beg me to take your miserable lives many times before I am finished with you."

El Barnier's financial plan was coming to fruition just as he had hoped . The bridal party was bringing in a small fortune for the Arab merchant and he had saved the big money options for last. The bidding would be fast and furious for the two American virgins Courtney and Rebecca and of course only a private showing for the beautiful would-be-bride Ashley that would entertain only the wealthiest of the guests. Barnier had his crew bundle the two bridesmaids purchased by Amir Abib and get them ready for their journey. He bade farewell to his friend and began concentrating on the upcoming festivities.

Barniers crew had spent the better part of the morning preparing the two virgins for their much anticipated showing. Being the shrewd businessman that El Barnier is, he had rumors flowing around the compound for days about two American beauties who had yet to know a man in the carnal way. A special treat for a rich Arab who could afford to buy just about any beautiful woman they wanted but an American virgin, much less two of them, was rarer than desert rain. Each girl had been bathed, all hair removed from their bodies except their heads, and their naked skin was rubbed with oil until their bodies glissened. Hairdressers attended to each young girl , combing and teasing their hair and adding a sweet smelling oil. Lastly the girls were wrapped in the same type of see-through robes that had been given to Becky and Laura when they had been displayed for purchase.

The two virgins, although fearful of the unknown, were proud of their " new bodies" and actually felt sexy and desirable for the first time in their lives. In fact, both girls began to feel a bit stimulated as their skin took on a pinkish blush, their nipples hardened against the sheer material covering their breasts, and they both squeezed there legs and rubbed their thighs together as they felt the tingle and wetness at the juncture of their long legs.They were sexually excited and there would be no way to hide that from the upcoming spectators.

The crowd slowly filed into the arena shaped room with the stage at floor level and seats flowing upward in all directions.The room was filled to capacity before the two virgins were escorted to the stage. A murmur from the crowd greeted the two Americans as they took their place one on each side of the host of the show, El Barnier. Two members of the crew stepped up from behind the two beauties and slowly removed thier filmy gowns. A collective gasp went up from the crowd as Barnier reached out with each hand to gently fondle a breast of each girl . Gently testing the weight of the orbs, El Barnier finally spoke.

" Shall we start the bidding at one million each?" he asked. A million dollars was much more than many in the room could afford but that didn't mean that they weren't totally enthralled by what was going on. The first bid was 1.2 million for Courtney who showed her pride in receiving the first bid by straightened her posture and thrusting her breasts out just a little bit more. A voice from the crowd shouted " How do we know if the hymens are truly intact good Barnier. One of your own may have had her or we all know what the American females can do with each other. Can we have proof of virginity before we throw a million dollars out as a first bid?"

"Of course , my good friend Raham Aboud, who would you suggest we choose to perform the test?" answered El Barnier. " How about my daughter Jasmine?" replied Raham Aboud." She will give us an honest answer. I am looking to get her more involved with my business, and this can be her first opportunity to delve into the business of men. For proprieties sake she can check the two beauties behind the curtain and report the findings to us.
" So be it my friend. We will let your beautiful Jasmine get her hands dirty or should we say get her finger dirty. I will have my team prepare the two for inspection but not behind the curtain but rather in plain view of all the prospective purchasers. The two virgins have nothing to hide and relish the opportunity to prove to all the status of their purity. As for sweet Jasmine, let this be a lesson in the ways of men. There is no modesty in this, a man's world." retorted Barnier. Even as he spoke the sheer robes of the two american virgins had been removed. A large table was carried onto the stage and soon the girls were lying ontheir backs, each pelvis at the tables edge and staff membersholding their spread legs wide apart. The stage held the full attention of the audience.

Jasmine tentatively made her way to the stage and carefully donned a pair of surgical latex gloves. Standing between the tabled duo, Jasmine slowly reached out with each hand and extending her index fingers, she slowly and carefully slid her fingers into the wet pussy slit of each girl simultaneously. It took just a moment of prodding before Jasmine Aboud removed her fingers from the warm and moist nether regions of the female merchandise. She turned to face the audience, raised her hands in the air and said just one word, maidens, affirming the virginity of the two captives much to the pleasure of the audience. The bidding was fast and furious as Courtney was the first to be sold to an old sheik from Egypt who had been coveting the American virgin since he had entered the room.Rebecca went for 2.1 million, just slightly below the 2.2 million bid for Courtney. Rebecca's new home would be Iraq as she was bought by the son of one of the richest men in the middle East, a man who indulged often in female flesh and one who had a long time grudge against the citizens of the United States.

Aslin nee 8ball · Aug 16, 2022

Here Cums the Bride Part 11 Sold to the Highest Bidder

El Barnier realized a healthy profit on the two American virgins as they brought in a combined 4.3 million, money that can be used to purchase more young women to train and meet the needs of his exclusive clientele. After the auction Barnier bid his guests farewell, accepting their admiration and thanks for the exciting weekend he had provided.

Many a guest asked when the next sale would be and wanted assurance that they would once again be given the opportunity to attend. Barnier assured all that his next batch of women flesh would even surpass this fine group and bade them to return with full purses so they would not have to return home empty handed again.

As the last group of guests left, El Barnier turned back toward his palace knowing that he still had one guest to satisfy. A guest who already had pledged his desire for the beautiful almost bride that still waited in her cell for the ultimate sale of this gathering.

Even as the guests were departing in limosines through the front gates of the compound, a private helicopter landed softly on the heli-pad behind the mansion. Immediately the servant staff rushed out to greet the incoming celebrity guest Osama Kheyat, the movie magnate who stepped from the copter resplendent in a tailored white suit. Kheyat was known for directing and producing Hollywood quality movies that were popular in theaters all across the Arab republics. However on this particular trip he was looking for a talent to star in one of his private films.

Already a billionaire, Osama Kheyat, produced violent torture and snuff films for the very,very wealthy as let's say a very profitable sideline. Kheyat's mode of operation was actually quite simple. He would write the preliminary outline for his special films and email them to several of his billionaire friends who have a penchant for starring in a real and live performance that they themselves had a hand in writing.

Of course what El Barnier hoped was that the American bride, with her beauty and magnificent body would be just what Osama Kheyat was looking for to offer as the "real star" of his new film project. Barnier had worked out a business deal with his good friend Osama that included 40% of what the film director received for the girl from his billionaire bidders and another 20% of the profits from the sale of the film.

As the two Arabs lounged drinking wine in the front row of the mansion's home theater, the young American bride was brought into the theatre wearing a tight fitting evening gown, her hair and makeup flawless. The young woman, once known as Ashley Shaeffer, was told she was auditioning for starring role in a major motion picture and began to smile and pose. One of Kheyats photographers was filming as the girl posed and smiled at the camera.

Quietly one of the staff moved behind the girl and using a syringe injected something into the left arm of the beauty. Within a few seconds the conscious sedation drug began to work on the girl. In a semi-drugged state, she was stripped naked as the curtain behind her was opened to reveal a stage filled with torture apparatus. The nude girl in her semi-conscious state was posed tied to a whipping post, both facing the post showing off her backside for the camera, and tied with her back to the post showing off her magnificent breasts and the treasured spot between her legs. Next she was posed in a pillory, her head and hands imprisoned by the wood, her pointed breasts swaying pendulously from her chest, and her pert bottom protruding behind her. The photographer filmed away as the girl lay hogtied on her stomach in front of the two Arabs and also when she dangled on her tiptoes, her thumbs tied to a rope hanging from the ceiling.

The girl was soon taken down from the stage and her re-dressed by Barnier's servants. The drug was starting to wear off but the amnesiatic effect of the sedative assured that the young bride would not remember posing nude in the torture positions, nor would she remember the excited bidding that reverberated thru the theaters sound system as the billionaires watched the posing live on closed circuit TV. The bidding went on for several minutes before Ahmed El Jackier won the prize with his bid of 10 millon dollars. El Barnier smiled once again. Another 4 million dollars was just added to his coffers. This had been a very profitable day. Yes, more profitable than even he had dared to dream.

As the helicopter lifted off the heli-pad loaded with the Arab film magnate, his crew, and his new "starlit", El Barnier reached his arms out to his trainer and companion Ilsa Mueller." You were right my dove. The real money lies in the sale of American women and that shall be our focus going forward." I can hardly wait" smiled the German beauty. ( to be continued- Here Cums the Bride- Ultimate Servitude)

Aslin nee 8ball · Sep 11, 2022

Here Cums the Bride part 4: Ultimate Servitude . The final Chapter. First part

Only a short time ago seven young American women expected to enjoy the wedding of one of their number but instead found themselves spirited off to the middle East and sold not once but twice to the highest bidder. This final chapter delves into how each young beauty comes to realize that life no longer is focused on the their own satisfaction but rather their ability to ultimately satisfy and serve the Arab master who has ownership over her body and soul. All seven young beauties led a life of privilege in their previous life but now their livelihood, in fact their lives, depend on their ability to serve and satisfy the ultra-privileged on the Arab world.

Christin and Cara, the American sisters, were introduced to life as part of Yassir Salaam's pony herd without fanfare but it was obvious that jealousy was intense among the other ponygirls, especially when Salaam would becken the american sisters to his bed often during their first weeks at his secure compound in northern Abu Dabi . Sometimes the rich Arab would revel in rubbing and licking the large breasts of Christin with their silver dollar sized nipples that excited the fat Arab as big breasts with large nipples were definitely something that hardened his manhood to the "nth" degree. He loved laying on his back with Christin straddling his body while he tongued her plump breasts pendilously hanging above him. After several minutes of licking and nipping the older American sister's plump fun bags the rich Arab acquired a hardwood penis that needed immediate attention. Harshly he grabbed the blond girls head and forced it down upon his pulsing rod and reveled in the ectasy of the soft warm mouth as it worked it's magic until the the fat Arab could no longer hold back and fired a heavy load deep down the gagging girl's throat.

Sometimes he would beckon the younger sister Cara to his bed and attack her pert little ass from behind. Unlike the wider and plumper backside of the older sister, Cara's ass was narrower and firmer. Yassir Salaam also had a penchant for young men and the backside of the younger sister with its boyish firmness was just the ticket. As the younger sister knelt facing away from her master, Yassir drove his turgid rod into her puckering anus as he reached around and beneath her with both arms, pinching and digging his fingernails viciously into the young woman's hanging breasts with the long pecil erasor shaped nipples. After pounding away at the American ponygirl for what seemed like an eternity the big man spasmed and unloaded deep into the woman's bowels.

Salaam really enjoyed the occasional tryst with both American girls.On these occasions he would have the younger Cara take her normal kneeling position on all fours with her backside toward her master.He would then have Christin straddle her sister, sitting on Cara's back and facing the big man. As the Arab master entered the boyish back side of the younger woman Cara, her older sister leaned forward and was bade byher master to rub her plump young titties against his face. Using both hands to guide her breasts she rubbed her hardening big nipples against his bobbing head as the Arab drove into her sister. Enjoying his two favorite fetishes drove the rich Arab to an early and powerful ejaculation. Just to keep his young acquisitions humble he had them lick his member clean and continue licking and rubbing it until it once again became turgid. At this point he bade the girls to return to their original positions and they repeated the act once again. Four more times that night the girls repeated the act. Yassir Salaam sent the sisters back to the stable where they were quartered and he fell into a very deep sleep until late morning.

Salaam was awoken from a deep sleep full of erotic dreams by his head steward Sharif banging on the door to his master's bedroom. "Master, there is trouble at the stables. There seems to be some type of altercation between the American girls and rest of their stablemates." Yassir Salaam hurried to the stables with his steward . Upon reaching the stables they saw the Egyptian pair of ponygirls Edal and Rivi restrained by the stable guards and the two Americans being administered to by the compounds own physician. Both girls had cuts on their hands and arms and scratches across their faces. As the others were questioned it came to light that the Edal and Rivi had attacked the Americans with small knives aNd Christin and Cara had acquired there wounds trying to fight the Egyptian bitches off. When the guards came upon the scene of the fight, they found the Egyptians on top of the Americans trying to scratch their eyes out.

Yassir Salaam was furious with both the Egyptians his top pony team, winners of every race they had run during his racing extravaganza events and his American playthings who have yet to race at all. He knew that the American girls were cocky and lorded it over the other girls because they had become the Master's bedtime favorites. He also knew that the very competative Egyptian duo who had been his previous bedtime favorites would not take things sitting down. Both were to blame somewhat for this to happen. They knew the rules... fighting was a very serious punishable offense. Salaam stood before his whole stable of girls and announced that this type of behavior will absolutely not be tolerated. He stated that he would sleep on his decision on how to punish the perpetrators with everyone to meet in the courtyard the next morning. Up early,the pony tandems were put through their training regimens per usual but mid-morning all were called to the courtyard to hear the master declare that at the following weeks race extravaganza there will be a special feature...a race between the Egyptian tandem Edal and Rivi and the American sisters Christin and Cara . The winners absolved of any blame for the mele, and the losers sentenced to be flogged 50 lashes each immediately after the race in front of the gathered crowd. The lashes were to be administered by the members of the winning team.

The extravaganza drew a crowd of thousands to the racing complex. Betting was rampant during the 10 races leading up to the big race of the day but nothing compared to the betting volume for the Marquis race between the pride of all Arab nations, the Egyptian team vs the blond sisters representing all that is evil about America. The Arab dollars were overwhelmingly bet on the Egyptians. The race was competitive but the Egyptians being the more experienced and knowing all the tricks were able to bump the American duo as they approached the finish line causing them to stumble and lose pace, ultimately costing them the race. With the crowd cheering wildly the elder sister Christin was led naked to a post in the center of the arena and her hands tied to ring on the post high above her head. Cara the younger sister followed her to be attached to another post facing her sister. A roar came from the crowd as the egyptians Edal and Rivi each strode behind theirtargets, each holding a nasty looking braided camel- hide whip. The roar of the crowd was so loud when the first blow was struck that it drowned out the first screams from the bound sisters. But many more screams were to come both this night and for many,many nights as the American sisters came to serve their Arab master and his many demands.Eventually after the Americans had lost their popularity as racing ponies and their novelty sexual allure to their master, Salaam sold the pair for a tidy sum to an elite bordello where the sisters were forced to service any Arab with enough money to pay for bedding an American whore.
(To be continued)

Aslin nee 8ball · Sep 12, 2022

Here Cums the Bride Part 4 ultimate servitude 2nd part

The two virgin bridesmaids, the dark haired Rebecca and the blond Courtney, led two very different types of existences after they were each purchased for over 2 million dollars. Courtney was the lucky one who who ended up in just a life of sexual servitude while her virgin friend Rebecca would suffer another type of servitude that was far more brutal and painful. Virgins are a commodity that is very rare, even in the middle East, but it is a a commodity that is short-lived and what happens after that first penetration is anyone's guess.

Courtney was destined for the harem of Farouk Nazira, one of the richest Egyptian oil magnates. Farouk although old was a connisoure of woman flesh and took great pleasure in having his buxom blond slave girl lose her hymen to his thrusting manhood. Courtney would allow the old trillionare to take her any way he wanted from the front, from the back, orally or anally. She always acted like it was the first time and thanked the old potentate like she had the honor to serve his every wish and command. She was quick to realize that his satisfaction had a direct correlation to the privileges and comforts she would be granted She serviced her master on a weekly basis and became quite adept at satisfying the old man. Courtney soon became one of the old man's favorites and lived a luxourious life and rose to a position of prominence in the harem.

Rebecca sold to an Iraqi sheik and his son was not so lucky. Her older master who hated Isreal and Jews due to family members lost in religious wars, and he took no pitty on the brunette American with the name of a jewish bitch. Every day the poor girl was subjected to some type of painful torture. Often her day would start off with some type of whipping or caning. One day her tits would be the focus of the lash, another day a fierce caning on her white backside, another day her back was striped, and sometimes the soles of her feet were beaten , the bastinado. Sometimes the morning beating was just a warm-up and Sheik and his son were more than willing to punish the girl some more.

On the day she lost her maidenhood, she was bade to kneel on the bed straddling the sheik with her tied hands stretched above her to a ceiling beam. As she lowered herself onto the older man's hardened penis, she felt the searing pain of the dogwhip across her back. The son was orchestrating her tempo as she bucked and clenched with each carefully timed vicious stroke. She rode the man vigorously coaxed on by the lashing, and brought great ecstacy to the sheik with her own virgin blood lubricating her intoxicating dance upon his swollen member. It didn't take too long for the old man to yelp and unload deep into the young woman. Next the father and son changed places and the girl once again was coaxed on with the whip until the son also climaxed.

Her master and his son used the woman sexually often but it was never loving but rather brutal and painful. After both acts were completed, Rebecca thought she was finished with the pain but the sheik claimed that she was nothing but a whore and brought him to climax much too early as she was thinking only of her own satisfaction and not that of her master.

Twice more they each took her in the same fashion. The sound of the whip contacting tender flesh and the accompanying screams continued well into the night. This brutality continued for years until the Iraqi duo finally tired of their purchase and they sold her to the lowest of brothels in the poorest section Baghdad. Rebecca only lasted three years before she secumbed to venerial disease having just reached her mid-twenties.

Although this story is essentially about the kidnapped bride and her wedding party, we would be remiss to forget about the jewish female reporter Sara Jons who wanted so badly to expose the Arab white slavery ring only to find herself captured,exposed and punished at the compound of El Barnier and sold to one of the most brutal slave owners in the Middle East. Amir Abib had not lied to Sara as she hung limply after her torture at the compound of his friend El Barnier. She was destined for the whorehouses of the oil fields owned by her new master Abib, a man whose creativity in the invention of the cruelist tortures imaginable was unmatched in his part of the world.

This morning as every morning since the plain and skinny Jewish reporter arrived at the oil complex the young woman found herself naked and shackled to a capstan as she and another naked slave toiled to push the horizontal pole her hands were chained to, rotating the waterwheel that supplied the water for the entire complex. Every day it was the same schedule- 6 hard hours at the waterwheel coaxed on by frequent application of the lash.

Like clockwork, at about noon every day Amir Abib and his 16 year old son Abu, would stop at the well area and abuse the Jewish reporter, often both satisfying themselves with her exhausted body, Amir pounding deep inside the young womans anal opening and Abu using the infidel mouth simultaneously to milk his erection. Sometimes Abib would be satisfied to pull out early and grab the whip and wail away at the naked girls backside as he encouraged her to suck the boy to climax. Abu especially enjoyed this as he like his father was excited by the pain and suffering of others as the screams of the girl in response to the vicious sting of the lash excited the boy and brought his release to such a level that he emptied a copious explosion deep down the throat of the Jewish whore as he tilted back his head and roared like the young Colt he was.

Sara and the other slave were quickly marched, still naked, to the compound's pleasure house where they were hosed down and shackled to beds. For 15 hours the girls serviced the off going shifts of workers from Amir's oil fields. The workers were from the poorest and most illiterate areas of the middle East but that did not mean that they were any less thrilled to have an Israeli to use to satisfy their lust.

Creative and insatiable the workers kept the young reporter busy in brutal fashion for the full 15 hours every night. After an exhausted 3 hours of sleep it was back to work at the waterwheel for the daughter of Israel. Day after day the routine was repeated. She too would not last long as was the fate of an infidel who tried to infiltrate and spy in the Arab world. ( to be continued)

Aslin nee 8ball · Nov 12, 2022

Here Cums the Bride pt 4 Ultimate Servitude 3rd pt.

One of the cruelest men in the middle East the fat Amir Abib had some serious plans for the two American sluts the redheaded Laura and the brunette Becky who had dared to curse and strike him at his friend Barnier's compound. He had been so furious when the brunette's kick had struck him in the groin that he had overpaid for the two American bitches but he planned to get his money's worth while exacting his revenge. Abib had many affairs to attend to upon his return to his compound and decided that there was no hurry to exact his revenge. Daily trips to the oil fields were punctuated by a visit to the Jewish bitch Sara at the waterwheel to sate his sadistic and sexual needs for now. For the time being, he was patient with his plans for the two defiant American bitches who had angered him so. During the two weeks of preparation he brought in a second pillory and a second whipping post to be staged in the middle of the courtyard. He also had heavy netting, like military climbing nets, stretched between two ta!l poles.

The two haughty American girls were treated well the first couple of weeks and led to the false belief that they were free and clear of the fat man's wrath. The start of week number three brought the first inkling that changes were in the works. The girls were awakened early in the morning and their nightclothes were torn from their bodies. Each naked girl was forced into a chair facing the other girl. their hands and legs were bound tightly to the arms and legs of each chair. Scared and confused the girls started screaming out questions about what was happening as well as obscenities at their captors. Their mouths were forced open and ball gags shoved into their open mouths and buckled at the back of their necks. Their jailers grabbed each captive by a hand full of hair, produced scissors, and hacked away at the locks of the two bound Americans. Once the hair was sheared down to a workable level another jailor stepped forward with shaving cream and a straight razor, lathered up the immobilized heads and shaved the two heads as bald as a cue ball.

The heads were not the only targets of the razor as each girl was shaved until every hair on their body, until even under their arms and groin area were deviod of hair and smooth and slick. Both Americans were shocked when their clothes were torn from them but never felt as naked as they did now in their hairless state. Each girl was spirited off to a separate cell and chained with their arms attached to a ring high on the wall. The two haughty Americans who dared to anger one of the cruellest men in all of the middle East and maybe the world, waited in solitude to suffer the vengeance of the man who purchased their lives, Amir Abib.

Abib decided that the piece de resistance of his revenge on the two defiant American sluts who had dared to defy him would take place on the celebration of his birthday, a time he always shared with his closest friends and family. The celebration always included some type of debauched spectacle for all to enjoy. This year the spectacle had the compound abuzz with anticipation. Two American beauties were to get their come_uppance and all were going to be able to witness the the spectacle and word had it that there was even going to be some audience participation.

The two Americans were led to the middle of the quiet courtyard naked and blindfolded. Once led upon the low platform they contained the pillories, the whipping posts and the suspended netting, the women were turned to face the crowd that had quietly gathered in the courtyard. The Americans gasped as the blindfolds were removed and they stared into a crowd of several hundred angry shouting and gesturing Arabs whose attention was fixed on the two unfortunate young women who stood naked and vulnerable before them. Amir Abib stepped up onto the stage and addressed the crowd "We have gathered today to celebrate my birthday but we have two among us who have chosen to dishonor me, their master, by cursing me and striking me instead. Whatever are we to do with these spoiled defiantAmerican bitches? " A murmur of disbelief arose from the crowd and they once again began shouting and displaying angry gestures toward the Women bound before them. Cut off their heads, stone them, skin them alive, boil them in oil, cut out their tongues and hack off their hands; were many of the things yelled out by the enraged crowd. " Those are very good choices my friends but most of those choices would lead to death and I am not inclined to let them off so easily. No, in fact they may relish death rather than endure what I have planned for them. So let us start with the initial punishment for cursing at me their master. I will need your help in the first part of this punishment."

As Amir Abib spoke the two girls were led to the hanging netting and tied in spread eagle fashion side by side with the fronts of their naked bodies facing the crowd. The stark whiteness of the redheaded Laura's skin was in great contrast to the darker skin of the brunette Becky trussed at the netting to her left. The women were bound tightly to the heavy netting but not tight enough so that they could still writh and wiggle for the pleasure of the crowd. Immediately upon removal of the gaggs both girls started to spew out obscenities upon Abib and the gathered crowd. Amir shook his head and addressed the once again aggitated mob. "See what I must put up with these two ungrateful American bitches. I need four female volunteers who would like to help punish these vile creatures." Every woman in the crowd raised her hand even the youngsters in the crowd responded. Abib chose four women come up on the stage but then rethinking he chose two young girls.

Amir Abib bade the two youngsters to come closer and whispered in their ears as the guards handed the four women and the girls long handled cattle prods. upon seeing this Becky and Laura began to beg for mercy but soon found their jaws forced open by the guards, forcepts reached into their mouths and clamping down on the ends of their tongues and their tongues pulled from their mouths and held tightly stretched straight. The Americans were trying to babble pleas for mercy when the two young Arab girls reached up with their cattle prods, each one touching the exposed tongue of one of the bound women with the forked end of the cattle prod and pressing the trigger on the weapon. Immediately a gutteral scream came from each bound young woman and they began to buck and wiggle against the netting as the Arab girls held the triggers down for five full seconds.

The crowd went wild shouting, gesturing, and overall enjoying the suffering of the infidels. Abib asked the crowd if the offending tongues had suffered enough and of course they unanimously shouted no, so he nodded to the youngsters who one again pulled the triggers which caused the two Americans to once again shake, rattle, and roll on the netting. This continued for several minutes before the young Arabs see ushered off the stage. Becky and Luara, their tongues finally released, hung limply from the netting their bodies wet with sweat. Next the four Arab women stepped forward, two to attend to each of the Americans. The Arab women as only women can know how to do, started by stimulating the most sensitive parts on the bound girl's bodies...sucking and gently stroking the breasts and nipples and caressing and fingering the sensitive areas between each girls legs until the girls began to moan and react to the pleasant stimulation. But a nod from Abib changed the strategy as the cattle prod leads touched the hardened wet nipples and now moistened sensitive areas between the bound captives legs. Triggers were activated and agonizing screams were emitted from the gaping mouths, the swollen tongues a beet red color. The treatment continued for at least 30 minutes until the two victims lost consciousness. ( to be continued)

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