Part 31 of The Unpaid Ransom
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Part 31 of The Unpaid Ransom
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The words breeding farm made me very frightened and I wet myself so she cursed me and went away, returning with rags to wipe it up then hit my front with the wet rags until I screamed. I hung there aching all over until the morning when two men unfastened me gave me a gown and took me to a car. Arriving at our destination I was taken to a room where I saw Babs, Roberta and Pam and after hugging each other I asked them what they knew about this breeding farm. Pam said as far as they could tell it was intended that all three of them would be given to men for intercourse but not as prostitutes. We were to be impregnated by them with the intention of producing babies and now I was here it would be the four of us.
Two women entered telling us to strip then one at a time examined our breasts vagina uterus and womb before taking us to a room with an unusual shaped chair. We were told it was a birthing chair and shaped in such a way that when a woman was strapped in her vagina would be angled for the man to go deep inside her to ensure his sperm entered her womb to impregnate her. As soon as the men arrived we were to strip naked for them to select which of us they would like to impregnate and after we had been chosen we were to open our labia wide enough for them to see our vulva was clean. We then had to put our fingers deep into our vagina and spread it enough for them to see we were free of infections. Just then a man came in and grasping my hair pulled me out and took me to meet the man who had bought me. He asked when my period was due and after telling him he said in a few days I would be sent for impregnating but I had to show him how well I performed sexually. This meant he was going to fuck me so I stripped and lay on the bed with my legs apart but he made no attempt to arouse me before he entered. When he finished he said perhaps a whipping would remind you to move your hips and use your vagina muscles to give the man more enjoyment. I knew that failing to please the man that was fucking her was the most serious offence a slave girl could commit and her punishment would be the ultimate in pain any women could be given. He called his man and said, Give her sufficient lashes to cover her breasts thighs and back then do it between her legs”. I had seen this done to other women and my chin trembled my stomach knotted and I could hardly stop from wetting myself with fright as I was led away to the punishment room. My wrists were shackled to the bar over my head and hoping to keep myself still I knew I would have to clasp it to stop my body from writhing with the pain. I had been whipped before and hurt between my legs but this time they were not concerned about scaring my body and I would scream with every strike. After six across my back he pain seared through my body and I couldn't stand it any longer so I thrashed about. They waited for me to keep still before the first one cut into my breasts the next my upper thighs and it was alternated until they reached my breasts again. The man released me only to lower the bar and shackle my ankles to it so I was now lying on my back with my legs wide apart and raised in the air. With my outer labia being partly open the weight of the rings on my inner lips exposed both the entrance to my vagina and my clitoris. I was numb with pain and hardly conscious as I watched the man plait the whip strands into one thick lash then standing over my head he drew it through my opened flesh. The constant rubbing of my inner lips and clitoris aroused me enough for the head to come out of its tube then he inserted the whip handle into my vagina working it in and out until I had an orgasm then the pain exploded and I fainted as the lash cut into my inner lips and clitoris. He waited for me to recover before each of the following cuts but I was so demented with pain I couldn’t count them. He removed my labia rings and I was dragged back to the girls who washed me lay me on the bed then left. They continued to tend my wounds but it was some days before clothes were brought for me and two more before I was able to join the girls.
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