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Aslin nee 8ball

Executioner
Sold into slavery by my own brother. Payment for a drug deal gone bad. Soon to be led to the auction block. I have been celibate waiting for the right man. Now I have no choice in the matter. Who will buy me? Man or woman? I hope it’s a woman. Should I be defiant or compliant? I see their whips, I don’t want to feel their fury. Will my master or mistress be kind? Will I ever feel pleasure or will my life in servitude be harsh with no love? Can I survive that? Will I be strong or weak. I feel so vulnerable, so lost, so alone. They are coming for me. I pray that I look good enough to be bought by a good and kind master. They are coming for me and I am afraid.

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Aslin nee 8ball

Executioner
It felt so surreal as I mounted to steps to the block. The crowd so large came hushed as I was led forward. Was it me who caused that to happen? Was it because I was pleasing or because I was not what they were hoping for. I felt suddenly so vulnerable. I tried to cover myself with my hands but a poke in the back with the butt end of the whip made me drop my chained hands to my sides. I scanned the crowd with my eyes filling with tears. I see him first, his eyes are so cruel. No please not you .Next to him is a beautiful Arab woman.
Yes please bid for me. Those two and half a dozen others move forward to inspect me.
The man with the cruel eyes is first. He squeezes my breasts with his rough hands. I shrink back in fear. He squeezes harder pulling me toward him. While still gripping my left breast his right hand reaches down below and a finger slips between my nether lips. I am shaking now. I feel only fear. He smiles , his crooked teeth showing, He has discovered that I am a virgin. He grunts and nods his head in satisfaction. I am so ashamed. I begin to sob. I don’t deserve this. I hate my brother for doing this to me.
The beautiful woman is next. Her gentle touch brings me out of my stupor. I push forward a bit, offering her my breasts. Her hands are gentle. I can feel that tingle start from within. By the time her soft fingers have played over the contours of my backside and her gentle finger has examined my intimacy, I am ready to explode.
But before that happens I am once again feeling tough male hands. He is checking my mouth like he is buying a horse. Running his hands over my flanks. Squeaking me all over, checking the merchandise for any defects. I hope he finds some and doesn’t bid for me. All the rest who wish to examine me are male . I am nothing more than a piece of meat on display for their pleasure. I am bent and twisted. I am asked to touch myself in intimate areas. I stand ashamed and alone.
Then they are gone and the bidding begins.
I stand abused and full of shame before these strangers, large tears run down my cheeks. I fear for my future, a life granted to me by another. Will I be raped, beaten, forced to labor hour after hour. Will I ever find love? It is out of my hands. I begin to sob, my head bowed.
There are many bidders to start but soon there are only three left. The man with the cruel eyes, the beautiful woman, and the littleman who had examined me like I was horseflesh. The bidding went on and on, the auctioneer got more animated and finally it was down to two bidders, cruel eyes and the woman. PLEASE let the woman buy me. Cruel eyes bids again , the crowd roars, he has doubled his bid. The woman drops her eyes. The auctioneer excited for his large sale raises one finger. “ going once “ raises a second finger “going twice”.....,I am terrified.
 
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Aslin nee 8ball

Executioner
My head drops as the auctioneer hesitates before counting three. I am devastated .Tears begin to flow. I want my old life back so much. My brother was a drug dealer and an addict. I wouldn’t believe that, he was just my lost little brother. He led them to my house. He had three options- pay them what he owed, they kill us both or they take me and his debt is forgiven. He didn’t have the money so he chose the last option to save our lives. Save his maybe, but what had he done to mine! I was being displayed and sold like piece of meat. My life he saved would be a life of hell.
Just as the auctioneer is about to count three the woman raises her head and bids once again. She bids double what Cruel Eyes has bid and vows to double what ever bid Cruel Eyes counters with. I cry out “ YES, thank god for saving from that monster” Cruel Eyes piercing glare stares right through me. I shrink in fear , it feels like a dagger has pierced my inner being.Cruel Eyes berates the auctioneer calling him a yaghish (cheat) but the auctioneer stands firm and proclaims my sale to the woman. I am elated, it feels like a heavy weight has been lifted from me. Cruel Eyes begins his exit but not before he addresses the woman “ you alkalba (bitch) , you and I are not through. You should never have crossed me” The woman does not reply, only nods. Cruel Eyes stomps out glaring once more at me “ your god has saved you today eahira (whore) but as Allah is my witness, you will be my a abeed (slave).
I realize I have just been sold. I belong to someone else. I am glad it is her. I will do my best to please her any way I can. I can feel that tingle once again, from deep within. (To be continued)

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Aslin nee 8ball

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My head drops as the auctioneer hesitates before counting three. I am devastated .Tears begin to flow. I want my old life back so much. My brother was a drug dealer and an addict. I wouldn’t believe that, he was just my lost little brother. He led them to my house. He had three options- pay them what he owed, they kill us both or they take me and his debt is forgiven. He didn’t have the money so he chose the last option to save our lives. Save his maybe, but what had he done to mine! I was being displayed and sold like piece of meat. My life he saved would be a life of hell.
Just as the auctioneer is about to count three the woman raises her head and bids once again. She bids double what Cruel Eyes has bid and vows to double what ever bid Cruel Eyes counters with. I cry out “ YES, thank god for saving from that monster” Cruel Eyes piercing glare stares right through me. I shrink in fear , it feels like a dagger has pierced my inner being.Cruel Eyes berates the auctioneer calling him a yaghish (cheat) but the auctioneer stands firm and proclaims my sale to the woman. I am elated, it feels like a heavy weight has been lifted from me. Cruel Eyes begins his exit but not before he addresses the woman “ you alkalba (bitch) , you and I are not through. You should never have crossed me” The woman does not reply, only nods. Cruel Eyes stomps out glaring once more at me “ your god has saved you today eahira (whore) but as Allah is my witness, you will be my a abeed (slave).
I realize I have just been sold. I belong to someone else. I am glad it is her. I will do my best to please her any way I can. I can feel that tingle once again, from deep within. (To be continued)
I am elated but I also have so many questions. What is my status in the hiarchy of human beings? I am no longer a free woman but I don’t know my boundaries. I have been sold to this beautiful woman, was she looking for a companion or a lover or am I her servant or god forbid, her slave.
I am so thankful that this woman chose me. That she chose to outbid Cruel Eyes. She saved me.There is no doubt in my mind that I escaped a painful life filled with physical and sexual abuse. She has chosen me. She has made me feel special. I am owned by her and I will try to please her.
I am given a shift to cover myself but I am still chained as they lead me to limousine. I am surprised to find a very pretty redhead already sitting in the seat next to me. She is chained and covered as I am. Suddenly I do not feel special. I have no right but I feel betrayed. Maybe I am just a slave.
The man who led me to the automobile now holds the door open for the beautiful lady who sits directly across from us but facing us. I want to ask her many questions but before I can speak she says “ I know you both are very curious and maybe even frightened but it will be best if you remain patient. No questions for now .Please relax and when we reach our destination all of your questions will be answered. The limousine passes through the entrance the auction complex and proceeds onto the highway.
Now I am beginning to feel very confused. So unsure of what was going to happen to me. Suddenly the limo is slowing. Four large black SUVs have surrounded our car. We are slowed to a stop within seconds . I see the driver and man who escorted me to the car reach for something under their coats. But it is too late, two shots ring out and they are dead. As the three of us women are cowering on the seats,the back doors to the limo are yanked open.
Standing before us are four men. Three wearing suits with their guns pointed at us, and a fourth wearing a kandora. My heart dropped ....it was cruel eyes.
( to be continued)

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Aslin nee 8ball

Executioner
I am elated but I also have so many questions. What is my status in the hiarchy of human beings? I am no longer a free woman but I don’t know my boundaries. I have been sold to this beautiful woman, was she looking for a companion or a lover or am I her servant or god forbid, her slave.
I am so thankful that this woman chose me. That she chose to outbid Cruel Eyes. She saved me.There is no doubt in my mind that I escaped a painful life filled with physical and sexual abuse. She has chosen me. She has made me feel special. I am owned by her and I will try to please her.
I am given a shift to cover myself but I am still chained as they lead me to limousine. I am surprised to find a very pretty redhead already sitting in the seat next to me. She is chained and covered as I am. Suddenly I do not feel special. I have no right but I feel betrayed. Maybe I am just a slave.
The man who led me to the automobile now holds the door open for the beautiful lady who sits directly across from us but facing us. I want to ask her many questions but before I can speak she says “ I know you both are very curious and maybe even frightened but it will be best if you remain patient. No questions for now .Please relax and when we reach our destination all of your questions will be answered. The limousine passes through the entrance the auction complex and proceeds onto the highway.
Now I am beginning to feel very confused. So unsure of what was going to happen to me. Suddenly the limo is slowing. Four large black SUVs have surrounded our car. We are slowed to a stop within seconds . I see the driver and man who escorted me to the car reach for something under their coats. But it is too late, two shots ring out and they are dead. As the three of us women are cowering on the seats,the back doors to the limo are yanked open.
Standing before us are four men. Three wearing suits with their guns pointed at us, and a fourth wearing a kandora. My heart dropped ....it was cruel eyes.
( to be continued)
The beautiful lady tried to escape thru the opposite door but to no avail as she was subdued within a few steps and her hands handcuffed behind her. All three of us stood chained before the smirking man with the cruel eyes. His eyes,like daggers, skewer the beautiful lady. she stares back defiantly. “ You chose to defy me you bitch. I will personally see that you pay dearly for your insolence. You will rue the day that we crossed paths.” He turns his piercing eyes to me. I squirm uneasily as he undressed me with those eyes. “ it looks like Allah has out-trumped your god. He has gifted me a virgin. Eventually you and I will remedy that situation” I feel my knees buckle. “ I believe you called me a monster. You shall see first hand if that is true. We both shall see.” He continued and turned his attention to the young redhead. “Surely you are a bonus. Such fiery red hair,
We will see if you have the fiery passion to match.” The girl shook her head in fearful denial which led Cruel Eyes to respond “ don’t fret girl, I am willing to coax you, in fact, I prefer it that way.
“ don’t waste your time praying for rescue. No one will come for you. Tomorrow they will find your limousine. A victim of a bombing with 5 bodies burned beyond recognition...no one will look for you. No one will rescue you.
I fear for the beautiful woman. I fear for the red headed teenager. But mostly I fear for me. The anguish of my roller coaster ride of emotions has finally hit home. Just days ago I was free. Living a simple life. Now I am owned by a cruel man . A man who will steal my virginity. A man who will decide everything I do for the rest of my life. I am so fearful.
We are quickly whisked away to the compound Cruel Eyes calls home. We spend the night alone in separate dark cells, hoping that morning never comes.
( to be continued)

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Aslin nee 8ball

Executioner
Sold into Slavery by my own Brother part 5

There is little or no sleep , morning does come too quickly. I blink my eyes as the door to my cell is thrust open. I start to panic. I begin shuddering, is this the time that Cruel Eyes takes my virginity. I don’t want to be raped. I dreamed so often of losing my virginity to a gentle, handsome, loving man. The man that would be my husband. Not Cruel Eyes. Please not Cruel eyes.
It is not Cruel Eyes who comes for me but rather it is two members of his militia, dressed in full uniform. They remove my chains and march me fully clothed a large concrete room just down the hallway. I soon find myself once again chained with my back against the wall and with my arms pulled toward the ceiling. Next to me is the pretty young redhead, chained in the same manner.
The two men leave the room and soon return with the beautiful lady in tow. Quickly they tear her clothing from her. She fights and kicks but the men are too strong and soon she stands naked and ashamed in the center of the room, head bent, covering her breasts and groin as best as she can with her hands.
“ please don’t be shy my dear. Let us get a good look at that body that you are so intent on hiding” The beautiful lady looks at him defiantly and drops her arms to her sides, not willing to show him fear. “ For a woman your age , I would say late thirties or early forties, your body is still quite firm. I prefer breasts a little larger, your ass is is kind of skinny but there is only a little sag in it, your pussy area is nicely trimmed. I prefer shaved but that is easily remedied. Your long hair cascading around your pretty face and slender neck is very appealing.” The woman blushes , feeling shame as he assesses her naked body.
“ But of course, my dear, we are here not to dwell on your charms but rather to address your disrespect and insolence. I did tell you that you would rue that day you chose to defy me.” He smirked. Both the redhead and I were shocked as the two militia men forced her to the floor, Cuffed her feet and hands together behind her back and connect her feet and hands to a chain lowered from the ceiling. Basically in a hogtied position they raised her into the air. Her body was bent backwards in the shape of an “o” with her breasts hanging low, her back awkwardly curved ,her arms straight behind her , and legs, slightly apart also bent in a backward curve. She hung before us rocking back and forth, trying to hold her head up. She looked so exposed and helpless.In her face we could see the strain and the pain that being bound in that position brought to her. Eventually her head dropped and her thick black hair cascaded toward the floor.
“My two little slaves “ the Arab said staring at us with those piercing eyes,

“ pay heed to what you see here this morning. I demand complete obedience from you both. Let me demonstrate what happens to those who chose to defy me. “ He grasped a handful of her thick hair and yanked her head up so that she could look him in eye. “ I have many questions for you my dear. I suggest you answer quickly and truthfully. He raised the instrument in from of her face, and pressed the button. All three of us squealed as the electric current crackled as the electric current arched at the pronged end of the cattle prod.
“ I have been told that this is an excellent tool to command the respect of an animal. Shall we see how it works.......( to be continued )

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@Aslin nee 8ball this is going beautifully

May I make a polite request to use thumbnails (after you upload, click insert and click thumbnail- can be done as a group or single image)
That would allow us to quote and choose an image to praise and discuss- thank you!

Now, what a perfect image slave aslin chained to the wall!

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Watching the cruel spectacle of her Mistress’s electrotorture, will she submit to cruel eyes or will she remain resistant? I look forward to her resisting so we may experience how cruelly he will treat her, before you finally accept your enslavement and proper place under his lash.

Miss Loinclothslave has just dyed her hair red in hopes of finding herself in that dungeon! :very_hot:


Beautiful, harrowing, kink story just dripping with emotion and sweat! Thank you for writing such an engaging serial. :flipa:
 

Aslin nee 8ball

Executioner
@Aslin nee 8ball this is going beautifully

May I make a polite request to use thumbnails (after you upload, click insert and click thumbnail- can be done as a group or single image)
That would allow us to quote and choose an image to praise and discuss- thank you!

Now, what a perfect image slave aslin chained to the wall!

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Watching the cruel spectacle of her Mistress’s electrotorture, will she submit to cruel eyes or will she remain resistant? I look forward to her resisting so we may experience how cruelly he will treat her, before you finally accept your enslavement and proper place under his lash.

Miss Loinclothslave has just dyed her hair red in hopes of finding herself in that dungeon! :very_hot:


Beautiful, harrowing, kink story just dripping with emotion and sweat! Thank you for writing such an engaging serial. :flipa:
Thank you for your kind comments. I will work on the thumbnails.
 

Aslin nee 8ball

Executioner
Sold into Slavery by my own Brother Pt 6
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Cruel eyes looked the beautiful woman directly in the eyes and asked her a simple question...” What is your name woman?” After a few seconds he lost his patience “ well let’s start with the obvious” as he touched the prong of the cattle prod to her left nipple and pressed the button. The instrument crackled and her body stiffened as she threw her head back violently and screamed. Without a moments hesitation , as she hung panting before him, he moved to the right nipple and pressed the button a second time eliciting the same bodily response but a greater scream. Still no answer, she stared back defiantly even as she was struggling to catch her breath.
I watched as cruel eyes moved behind her and inserted the business end of the prod between the beautiful woman’s legs. Finding the sensitive tissue of her anus he once again activated the electrical charge. The women bucked and rocked trying to free herself from her bondage as a blood curdling scream escaped from her pain wracked face. Cruel eyes waited until she stopped her gyrations and asked her once again” what is your name? I yell to her “please, please tell him” I owe her my loyalty and concern, she bid for me. Although I now belong to this man who kidnapped me I still care very much for this beautiful woman.
Somehow she doesn’t look as defiant as she once did. He touched the prod to her backside and she blurts out her name... Fatima Amin...my name is Fatima Amin. “ Very well we are making progress” he said smiling. “ For whom were you acting as an agent for, Fatima Amin, when you were foolishly bidding against me for the dark haired virgin?” She remained silent. I watched as he turned a knob o the cattle prod. With little hesitation he again pushed the pronged end of the prod between her legs but this time from below touching her pouting vaginal lips. A touch of the button sent her body into a convulsive dance, as she shook like a fish on the end of a line. Her jaws were clenched so tight she couldn’t scream, only emit an animal-like moan. The cruel man waited until her body stopped convulsing and relaxed as she panted , trying to catch her breath. “ Shall we have one more go” he asked as he touched the prod to her breast. “ No please, it is Prince Ahkbar Nazari..... my master. “ Cruel eyes moved the prod back to her breast “ Who is your master now, my Arab whore?” Without hesitation she replied “ it is you. You are my master” Cruel eyes smiled and said “ tonite, my slave, You will honor me by sharing my bed. If you resist me or fail to satisfy me, we will repeat this exercise. She hung her head in resignation.
Before he left the room, cruel eyes stood before my bound body and lifted my chin with the cattle prod. “ I hope you have learned a valuable lesson from this .” I nod affirmatively my eyes filled with terror. “ You have twenty four hours to decide how you will satisfy me tomorrow night when you crawl to my bed. My expectations are high, it would be very, very unwise to disappoint me.”
My eyes fill with tears once again as he leaves me. Tears that only moments ago had been shed for my mistress, now are being shed for me... TBC
 
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Aslin nee 8ball

Executioner
Sold into Slavery by my own Brother pt 7

We, the redhead and I are left tied as we waited for several hours. I console her as she cries. She is much younger, from Iowa and only nineteen. She was a student who signed up for a field trip and ended up at a slave auction. She told me that she was very religious but was not a virgin. She laid one time with a boy when she was 16. A mistake… she was so thankful she didn’t get pregnant.That didn’t mean that cruel eyes wouldn’t brutally rape her. We had the rape part in common. We both had thought we were bought by the beautiful woman to serve her but now realized that she was only bidding for another man, it was someone called Prince Ahkbar Nazari. What kind of master would he have been? A thoughtful and kind lover or thoughtless and brutal like cruel eyes. My only experience with Arabs was Cruel Eyes… I just couldn’t give this prince the benefit of doubt.
I guess it didn’t matter any more… the prince thought we were dead, wouldn’t be looking for us anyway. I tried to console the redhead, her name was Lily. I told her we would get through this together… we survived our ordeal so far. We can do this. I wished that I could hold her in my arms. I was virgin to men but I had several female relationships over the years. I considered myself bisexual, still looking for the right man to marry and start a family with but now a craved a woman’s skilled hands and tongue. Maybe that’s why I was so disappointed when I found out that the beautiful woman had bought us for a man.
Eventually the guards release us from our bound state. Lily is moved back to her cell next to mine. There is a concrete wall separating us so we can still speak to each other but cannot see her nor she me.
During a fitful night, I can’t help thinking about what Cruel Eyes said to me..,, “tomorrow night you will crawl to my bed” keeps going thru my mind. How will I cope with rape. If I crawl to his bed will it even be rape. There is no way I am crawling to his bed. No way. He can take me forcefully, but I won’t offer myself to him. These thoughts keep me awake. I want the night to last forever.
Suddenly a commotion, I hear the loud voices of several men. I hear the cell next to me open. I hear Lily scream…. I hear the men laugh. “ Lily, are you ok” I scream. “What’s going on, leave her alone” But they do not leave her alone … the sounds of her screams echo through the cell block. The sounds of men rutting, grunting, fills my ears. They make comments about the pretty girls body as the they assault her. I hear the satisfied sighs of the men as they climax. I hear Lily crying out, I hear her struggling.”I want her ass,”I hear one say.
“ No not there” Lily Shrieks loudly. Next a primal scream. Her screams lessen, I can hear her slurping and gagging as they assault her mouth. I am so sorry for Lily but so frightened for myself. Would the guards visit my cell next. Is this the way I would lose my virginity? I tried to convince myself no , Cruel Eyes was saving that honor for himself. I shuddered just thinking about it. Not sure which fate would be worse.
They did not visit my cell. I tried to talk to Lily, tried to comfort her but I got no response. I could hear her uncontrolled sobbing. The night dragged on with fitful sleep.
In the morning the cook brought in our food just he had the past few days. He was one of the few that had any kindness in his eyes. Always polite and concerned about our wellbeing.He was Eastern European but he spoke English like just about everybody else in the compound, must have been a hiring prerequisite. He seemed very upset to see Lily in the state she was in. He was deep in thought for a second and kind of nodded yes. I have a plan, if we hurry, if you follow me now, I think I can get both of you out of here on a delivery truck. The driver owes me a favor. The cook and I both had to help Lily up off her bunk and thru the cell door. We cautiously made our way down the long hallway and thru the kitchen.
Lily and I waited in the doorway as the cook addressed a man unloading supplies meant for the kitchen. The conversation appeared to be heated and my stomach began to churn. Finally the driver of the truck nodded hid head and we were hustled into the back of his truck. I gave the cook a smile of thanks . He held his index finger over his lips signaling for us to be quiet, before we were hidden behind some crates and a tarp was thrown over us. In a few minutes the truck started and began moving forward.
After a brief stop at the compound gate, we were on our way. After driving for what seemed like a short time, the truck slowed and eventually stopped and the driver opened the back door of the delivery truck. He told us to be very quiet , stay low and move around to the front of the truck where a vehicle was waiting. I quietly took Lily by the hand , we were in a large warehouse. We crouched low as we made our way to the front of the truck. As we reached the front my heart stopped.....We both screamed.... standing before us were the four guards who had raped Lily. Cruel Eyes stepped from behind the guards, a big smile spread across his face “ My, my what do we have here. A possible escape. My staff is very loyal. My cook followed the script very well. I told you there would be no rescue, no escape. There will be consequences. They will not be pleasant.” Lily and I cried as we made our way back to the compound......... (to be continued)
 

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Aslin nee 8ball

Executioner
Sold into Slavery by my own Brother Pt 8

This time Lily and I weren’t separated, we were imprisoned in the same cell. They could probably tell that she was still a wreck, ever since her assault she was like a zombie…saying little, continually sobbing….curled up, arms wrapped around her self for protection.

At first she let me comfort her, stayed an arms distance away….sitting, head bowed, arms squeezing her bent knees. She began to gradually respond verbally , and soon I was comforting her in my arms. I consoled her as best I could. I promised that I would take care of her, although I knew in my own mind that her fate was probably not in my hands.

I could feel her trust in me increase as she looked into my eyes. Her look was no longer one of fear and resignation, instead I could see a hint of passion. She lifted her head forward and kissed me softly on the lips. Suddenly I forgot where we were and we began to softly touch each other. Our lips met once again, our caresses becoming more urgent, our breathing reaching a fever pitch. Hands began exploring each other’s breasts under our clothing. Soon clothing began slowly peeling off our bodies and we were naked in each other’s arms. Fingers started exploring that exquisite place that is only female. Our kisses so passionate now, our fingers massaging that spot that gives so much pleasure.
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I moved downward , licking her breasts, her navel, her soft belly. I licked her silky lower lips, I found that sacred nubbin within its sheath, I could feel her juices as her body surrendered to the ministrations of my tongue. I could feel the tension within her gradually grow. I continued to kiss and tongue that most sensitive area passionately. I could feel that tension gradually build to a fever pitch. I grasped her hips tightly with my hands just before she climaxed. Her body arched, the top part of her head pressed into the mattress, I could feel her body spasm as she screamed loudly in triumphant ecstasy. She sighed and relaxed, spent in my arms. 22808CA0-49AF-493D-A297-20464AEADE20.gif

She lay there for several minutes, gathering herself. Those minutes of passion had given both her and I a respite from our unfortunate circumstances. Slowly she slid downward kissing both my nipples, my navel and my nether lips… I grasped the back of her head pulling her face into me. Her tongue was clumsy at first, not finding “that” spot immediately. She was young and inexperienced but she was a quick learner and soon I could feel my body begin to respond. I was tingling all over building toward my release when all of a sudden everything changed. Lily cried out in pain, I could feel her body spasming, I could se her clenched teeth. Soon she laid unresponsive atop me. Next it was my turn to be tased, the voltage coursing thru my body. I could hear a distant scream as I blacked out ...It was me.

Before we were able to regain our senses we we were both handcuffed and gagged. We were brought to a large room. I was forced to stand with my back against the wall. My handcuffed hands were raised above my head and attached to a hook on the wall. I watched as Lily was secured to bench, her legs splayed , pulled straight up and secured above her. As I watched her fight against her bonds, Cruel Eyes moved into my field of vision, slowly drawing the knotted tails of a leather martinet thru his hands. He moved to stand directly in front of her spread-eagled form. “ Did I not tell you that there would be consequences for your attempted escape. Then you compound things by engaging in a sinful lesbian display in my home. Did you not think we had cameras? Let me show you the error in your ways... I will punish your womanhood , a place that should only be shared with men.” As he raised his arm, Lily’s eye grew wide, her head was turning from side to side signaling no. The short whip slashed downward striking the juncture of her spread legs. Lily’s eyes bulged from her head....her body arched upward... her yell was muffled by the gag. The Arab kept raining blows on her womanhood, Lily’s body bucked and wiggled, trying to deal with the burning pain from his onslaught of blows. Her tears were copious, her muffled screams grew in volume and were almost a continual scream.

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I tried to yell at him to stop but my gag prevented that, if he could hear anything he was ignoring it. Lash after lash kept raining down on that spot on a woman that should be reserved for love not pain. I could see that a heavy sheen of perspiration covered her whole body, her vaginal lips were very swollen and very red.....but the tails of the whip kept slapping into that tender and exposed flesh. Finally after what seemed like an eternity he finished with one very brutal blow. Poor Lily’s scream was audible even through her gag. She was sobbing uncontrollably, her beautiful face etched in pain.

Cruel Eyes said “ I have one question for each of you.”He addressed Lily first “My little red haired whore, do you now understand that your sacred womanhood should only be shared with men.” Lily nodded her head quickly in affirmation. “And for you my American virgin” as he pulled my gag free, “ will you crawl to my bed this very evening and honor your master by offering him your body? Or do I continue to punish the pussy of this worthless slave and have all of my guards “ comfort” her again once I am finished ? The choice is yours.” I could both hear and see the fear in Lily’s eyes as she shook her head violently,no,no,no. I closed my eyes, bit my lip, and reluctantly nodded yes. Cruel eyes said “ I want to hear you say it” I swallowed hard and spoke.
“ I will crawl to your bed and offer my body to you this very night. “
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Paul1969

Executioner
Sold into Slavery by my own Brother Pt 8

This time Lily and I weren’t separated, we were imprisoned in the same cell. They could probably tell that she was still a wreck, ever since her assault she was like a zombie…saying little, continually sobbing….curled up, arms wrapped around her self for protection.

At first she let me comfort her, stayed an arms distance away….sitting, head bowed, arms squeezing her bent knees. She began to gradually respond verbally , and soon I was comforting her in my arms. I consoled her as best I could. I promised that I would take care of her, although I knew in my own mind that her fate was probably not in my hands.

I could feel her trust in me increase as she looked into my eyes. Her look was no longer one of fear and resignation, instead I could see a hint of passion. She lifted her head forward and kissed me softly on the lips. Suddenly I forgot where we were and we began to softly touch each other. Our lips met once again, our caresses becoming more urgent, our breathing reaching a fever pitch. Hands began exploring each other’s breasts under our clothing. Soon clothing began slowly peeling off our bodies and we were naked in each other’s arms. Fingers started exploring that exquisite place that is only female. Our kisses so passionate now, our fingers massaging that spot that gives so much pleasure.
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I moved downward , licking her breasts, her navel, her soft belly. I licked her silky lower lips, I found that sacred nubbin within its sheath, I could feel her juices as her body surrendered to the ministrations of my tongue. I could feel the tension within her gradually grow. I continued to kiss and tongue that most sensitive area passionately. I could feel that tension gradually build to a fever pitch. I grasped her hips tightly with my hands just before she climaxed. Her body arched, the top part of her head pressed into the mattress, I could feel her body spasm as she screamed loudly in triumphant ecstasy. She sighed and relaxed, spent in my arms. View attachment 1059846

She lay there for several minutes, gathering herself. Those minutes of passion had given both her and I a respite from our unfortunate circumstances. Slowly she slid downward kissing both my nipples, my navel and my nether lips… I grasped the back of her head pulling her face into me. Her tongue was clumsy at first, not finding “that” spot immediately. She was young and inexperienced but she was a quick learner and soon I could feel my body begin to respond. I was tingling all over building toward my release when all of a sudden everything changed. Lily cried out in pain, I could feel her body spasming, I could se her clenched teeth. Soon she laid unresponsive atop me. Next it was my turn to be tased, the voltage coursing thru my body. I could hear a distant scream as I blacked out ...It was me.

Before we were able to regain our senses we we were both handcuffed and gagged. We were brought to a large room. I was forced to stand with my back against the wall. My handcuffed hands were raised above my head and attached to a hook on the wall. I watched as Lily was secured to bench, her legs splayed , pulled straight up and secured above her. As I watched her fight against her bonds, Cruel Eyes moved into my field of vision, slowly drawing the knotted tails of a leather martinet thru his hands. He moved to stand directly in front of her spread-eagled form. “ Did I not tell you that there would be consequences for your attempted escape. Then you compound things by engaging in a sinful lesbian display in my home. Did you not think we had cameras? Let me show you the error in your ways... I will punish your womanhood , a place that should only be shared with men.” As he raised his arm, Lily’s eye grew wide, her head was turning from side to side signaling no. The short whip slashed downward striking the juncture of her spread legs. Lily’s eyes bulged from her head....her body arched upward... her yell was muffled by the gag. The Arab kept raining blows on her womanhood, Lily’s body bucked and wiggled, trying to deal with the burning pain from his onslaught of blows. Her tears were copious, her muffled screams grew in volume and were almost a continual scream.

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I tried to yell at him to stop but my gag prevented that, if he could hear anything he was ignoring it. Lash after lash kept raining down on that spot on a woman that should be reserved for love not pain. I could see that a heavy sheen of perspiration covered her whole body, her vaginal lips were very swollen and very red.....but the tails of the whip kept slapping into that tender and exposed flesh. Finally after what seemed like an eternity he finished with one very brutal blow. Poor Lily’s scream was audible even through her gag. She was sobbing uncontrollably, her beautiful face etched in pain.

Cruel Eyes said “ I have one question for each of you.”He addressed Lily first “My little red haired whore, do you now understand that your sacred womanhood should only be shared with men.” Lily nodded her head quickly in affirmation. “And for you my American virgin” as he pulled my gag free, “ will you crawl to my bed this very evening and honor your master by offering him your body? Or do I continue to punish the pussy of this worthless slave and have all of my guards “ comfort” her again once I am finished ? The choice is yours.” I could both hear and see the fear in Lily’s eyes as she shook her head violently,no,no,no. I closed my eyes, bit my lip, and reluctantly nodded yes. Cruel eyes said “ I want to hear you say it” I swallowed hard and spoke.
“ I will crawl to your bed and offer my body to you this very night. “
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I enjoy how you write about two women experiencing each other physically.
 
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