I looked up as someone at the other end of the room called out Please Sir I need to be fucked and saw the young man walk toward Karen. He done no more then just pushed his prick fully into Karen’s cunt when one called out”, I want you to enter me Sir followed by another I am so aroused please penetrate me Sir. Still trying to arouse myself I watched him walk to Rita put it in her then went to Joan and done the same. He stood back from her and waited with his erect prick sticking out until Tracy, who was next to me called out Please Sir I am ready for you”. At the same time Nikki called it out so he went to Tracy and I saw him push it right up into her before he went to Nikki on my other side and done it to her. I was still trying to get wet as he stood in front of me but he pulled my hand away and pushed it in as far as he could then went to Anna and done it to her. As he put his clothes on and walked back to the two women. I heard one say to him, Now you can tell your friends you have fucked seven women in one night .

Helga would come to our room every evening to select one of us for use in the bar room. One at a time we would strip for her before she decided which of us would suit the costume of the night. It was a week later before it was my turn. Standing naked before Helga she said she was glad to see I had grown some pubic hair because it was to be an Arabian Night, I was to be sold as a slave girl and act as if I was a shy virgin or really suffer the consequences. I thought to myself there is nothing worse you can do to me that has not already been done. My nipples have been pierced, I have been raped whipped and branded what else could they do to make me suffer but knowing them I didn't want to take the chance and made up my mind to obey. I was to go to the house where she would apply a skin type substance to cover my scars and brand to make me look untouched. When she finished there wasn't a mark to be seen as she dressed me in silk bra and panties, a bolero, pantaloons and soft shoes. My hair was done and braided with pearls together with a light chain around my waist to which my wrists were fastened behind me. I really looked the part as Carlos was called and in his Arabian costume he took me down the tunnel to the bar room.

The room had been rearranged cushions were now on the floor at the bottom end and at the other was a raised dais. The bar had been taken away but the fixings were still on the floor and walls holding three naked women none of whom I recognised. They were attractive in their late twenties or early thirties with average figures and it was obvious they had been crying and looked very frightened. They had good breasts and with their legs spread and pubes shaved their labia was fully displayed. Carlos gently pushed me to the dais as he said, You wouldn’t know what I am saying so remember you are to act as a frightened and shy virgin. I want you to cry, plead and try to cover yourself as I strip and expose your body to the buyer”. He stood me in the centre and talked to the eight men also in costume who were sitting on cushions on the floor. I saw a bundle of clothes at the side of the dais and knew the women chained to the wall had been stripped and sold and now it was to be my turn Carlos followed the outline of my body with his hands as he turned me to the right and left then around.

I felt his hands on my buttocks before he undone my wrists then the chain at my waist and having been subjected to every humiliation a woman could suffer I tried to remember how I would act if this was the first time it was happening to me as he turned me to face the men. These men were now answering back to Carlos as he spoke so I tried to cry as he walked behind me and felt his hands remove my bolero before undoing the clips of my flimsy bra. As he took it off and dropped it on the other bundle of clothes I put my hands over my bare breasts but he pulled them away and cupping both of my breasts from underneath weighed them in his hands. The men were talking louder now and as he undone my pantaloons I squeezed my legs together to stop them falling. He then put his hand between my thighs and pushing them apart they dropped to the floor leaving me with my hands over my breasts and standing only in my silk panties. He lifted my legs out of the pantaloons and threw them on the other clothes as I cried out please don't. I twisted about trying to hide my front from the leering men by curling myself but he pulled me upright his hands again passing over the curves of my body before stopping on my pubic area.