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Part 30 of The Unpaid Ransom
By: MirabileDectu   Posted: 6th May 2008
Genre: Fiction  (, , )
 
When they had all seen every woman they sat at the table and were served by numerous young girls in transparent skimpy costumes. As I relaxed my uncomfortable position I heard a cry from the other side and looking up saw a large black man bring his whip down on the back of a light skinned girl. He then passed down the row striking a few more women before coming to me and easing the stock of his whip into my vagina he moved it deep inside and I screamed so loud as it came out it out he struck my breasts with his whip.I realised now we had been looked at we were expected to stay holding ourselves open until released from this embarrassing and painful position. The meal seemed never ending but at last a man stood in front of Pam and released her chains took them off then done the same to Roberta’s Babs and mine. He spoke English and said that as new girls guests would want to see what we looked like before we showed them how well we could perform with a man inside us. We were to stand on the table show each man our rings then walk around so they could see all of our bodies.

When a man points we were to kneel in front of him and play with ourselves until he could see our juices running. We should by now know how to do this often and fast because when we were ready we had to sit over him and put his member inside ourselves then lift up and down on him until he was satisfied. Then we were to get back on the table and wait for the next man to point. I lost count of how many men I sat on that night but my body was aching from lifting up and down and my cunt sore from all those pricks that had been inside me. At last as we walked the table no more men pointed and the English voice told us to return to our places.

When all the men had gone we were led back to our room, aching and exhausted I fell asleep. Days and weeks passed, our food was brought to us; we were shaved every week but never left the room except when we were selected to walk the table. Now and again one of the girls never returned from the show but was always replaced by a new one the next day. One evening after their selection neither Pam or Roberta returned, and knowing that both Babs and I had done the same number of shows when we were chosen for the next one it could then be our turn to be sent to amuse the guards.

I had my periods the next time we were due for the table so when Babs failed to return I was left on my own. After having had so much done to me I don't know why I was so afraid when two weeks later I was selected and after being used many times that night was told to wait on my marble slab as the other girls were led away. A man I had never seen before came to me and fastening my arms to my collar told me in perfect English to stand up and display myself to him. I opened my legs then turned and bent over with my legs wide apart so he could see my cunt arsehole and through my legs my breasts hanging down.

I heard another person approach and both of them started talking. My buttocks were squeezed and parted; a finger went into my arsehole then another into my cunt and both were worked around until I was very wet and aroused. The fingers were withdrawn and the other person went away as I was told to stand up and face the first man. He squeezed my breasts as he said, they told me you four women were to be sent as playthings for the guards, but even though you have all been well used you still have bodies that can produce children. Having purchased the other three and seeing you are similar to them I have also bought you. You will spend the rest of the night here but tomorrow my men will take you to join the other three where you will also be part of my breeding farm. He shouted out a name and one of the women who had tended us earlier came running in and with her kneeling on the floor before him, he spoke to her then left. She led me away to a room I had not seen before and with my arms still clipped to my collar she fastened them to a ring in the wall leaving me raised with my feet just touching the floor.
By: MirabileDectu   Posted: 06 May 2008
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