Country Danger

[Beatrice]

((OOC: A lot of the opening of this thread is repeated from Montana Neo-Nazis but as an opening for a very different story.))

The five girls, all close friends in high school, all the daughters of prominent parents and all natives of Charlotte, North Carolina, had decided to spend the summer after high school but before college driving across the United States. So far, the trip had been fun. They'd met a few cute guys, seen a few places and had some fun parties. However, the girls were beginning to get depressed tonight. They had been combing the backroads in Montana for some time trying to get back on the highway and thus to a hotel after they'd gotten lost quite a few miles back. Now there wasn't anything beside the road. Just the road and open country and no other cars in sight.

Miriam Rosenzweig was driving. She was a tall redhead with a soft frame and large round breasts. She wore her hair a little above her shoulders. She was dressed fairly nicely in a pair of brown trousers, a slightly tight white short-sleeved shirt with a collar and buttons and brown leather boots. Miriam was the brains of the group and felt largely responsible for their current predicament. "Dammit. I guess we'll have to stop and ask for directions next chance we get."

"Ask for directions where? Do you see a gas station anywhere around here?" asked Abigail Goldberg. Abigail was a very different girl than Miriam, although the two were best friends. She enjoyed the outdoors and was often thought of as the spunky one among the group. She was a little shorter than Miriam with darker, almost olive, skin, dark brown curly hair and an athletic frame in place of Miriam's softer one. The excellent muscle tone on Abigail's arms and legs could clearly be seen with her outfit of fairly short and slightly too tight cut-off jean shorts, hiking boots and a white t-shirt. Her t-shirt was fairly loose. Abigail, while not flat by any means, had only an average bust and knew that her legs had a better chance of attracting interest than overemphasizing her chest.

"We'll just keep going until we see one." Miriam said. "People around here have to get gas somewhere, don't they?"

"There aren't people around here either." Abigail pointed out.

"Can we just pull over and find a place?" asked Amanda Glickman. Amanda was a tall, lean girl with the most classically sexy body of any of the five. She wore her dyed blond hair a little above her shoulders and her dark roots could just barely be seen from the right angle. She was a slim waist, slender, smooth, long legs and a large bust. The young sexpot was dressed to attract in tiny pink short shorts and a tight white t-shirt although she still wore white socks and sneakers for easy mobility. After all, they never knew what they'd find themselves doing next. Although by every academic measure she was smart, Amanda often came across as a ditz either because she was used to getting what she wanted without much work or because her smarts were limited to the academic setting or even just because she thought seeming like a bimbo added to her appeal. In any event, she was usually viewed as the ditz of the group.

"That's easier said than done." Mirian said in increasing exasperation. "There isn't a place around here to pullover and find."

"I'm sleepy." Korah Cohen protested pointlessly. Korah was the shortest girl in the group and normally the most talkative. Although she was only a few months younger than the others, she was normally viewed as the kid because she was excessively spoiled (even by rich girl standards), tended to talk a lot and immaturely and tended to be rather petulant while contributing very little to the group. Still, she was part of their group and they cared for her. Little Korah was a short but voluptuous girl. Instead of the lean, slim frame of Amanda, the soft, slightly fatty frame of Miriam or the hard, athletic frame of Abigail, she had a sensual, womanly figure with full hips, short but finely curved legs moving down to slender ankles, a full chest and a gently body that looked almost yielding. Her face was cute and round although her soft mouth was a little larger than average. She had olive skin and raven hair. She was overdressed for the occassion in a tiny black short skirt under which a hint of her black thong could be seen, a tight white blouse and a pair of come fuck me black high heels.

"Sleep in the back." Miriam suggested.

Korah leaned over and placed her head on the shoulders of the last girl, Hannah Berkman. Hannah was like a smaller version of Abigail, shorter, a little more muscular and a little darker than the girl in the passenger seat. Smiling a little, she reached up and put an arm around her friend, letting the girl rest. Hannah was dressed simply and casually in a pair of blue jeans, a white t-shirt and a pair of sneakers. Her jeans were tight enough but she wasn't really dressed to get men. Just as they started to relax, they heard a siren. Miriam pulled the van over and started to open the door, even though she should have known one shouldn't get out when pulled over unless told to do so.

[Lee Boudine]

The summer days are long in Valley County Montana. The rugged country was mostly barren range land with the wind blowing constantly and some times harder. Suicide was not unusual among the wives of early settlers driven to deep depression by the isolation and hard conditions. Even in the summer of 2006 it was hard, wild, desolate country like nothing the girls from North Carolina had ever experienced.

Valley County was large; running north to the Canadian border from the Missouri River. Part of Fort Peck Indian Reservation covered the eastern quarter of Valley County along the Missouri River east of Glasgow, the county seat. Glasgow was a typical high plain county seat with a population of 1212 people out of the total county population of only 7349.

Jason Hartwell had grown up in Glasgow and joined the Army out of high school. He served as an MP for the last six years of his service and reached the rank of Master Sargeant by the time he went to Iraq . His last assignment was to Abu Grahaib Prison where he was in charge of a cell block for detainees being interrogated by contract civilians. He retired in 1974 at the time the custodial practices at the prison first came under investigation.

The same year Jason returned Glasgow, he hired on as one of ten deputies of the Valley County Sheriffs Department. In two years he had risen to Senior Duputy In Charge of the southern half of the county which included the Fort Peck Reservation. A major part of his duties was to maintain liason and coordinate with the Fort Peck Tribal Police.

This afternoon Jason and Big Bob Running Bear, the chief of the Indian police had been cruising the back roads off Montana Highway 438 along the western boundrie of the reservation. There had been reports of outlaws running beer and marijuana onto the reservation and they were looking for them. When t lawmen saw the girl's car in the distance, they speeded up to apprehend it. Pulling up close in the unmarked police cruiser, Jason sounded the siren.

The frightened girls slowed but continued driving realizing their danger. Ahead they saw a building and speeded up to reach it. The building turned out to be deserted: a weathered old clapboard church. The police car was beside them and forced them off into the church parking area. The girls hovered behind locked doors as two men with drawn guns approached either side of their car.

"Look what we have Big Bob ! The prettiest little covey of bootleggers I ever seen !" Both men laughed watching the girls.

"How we gonna flush this covey Jason ? They look guilty and scared shitless."

Jason pulled his wallet with his badge and showed the driver. " SHERIFF ! Come out of the car with your hands on your heads !'' He shouted. " GET OUT NOW OR I'LL BLAST THE DOOR OPEN AND DRAG YOU OUT !!" He aimed his pistol directly at Miriam Rosenzweig in the driver's seat.

[Beatrice]

Miriam looked at the man with wide eyes before slowly reaching over and hitting the button to unlock all the doors of the van. She then pushed open the driver's door, placed her hands over her heads and climbed out. She was scared but collected and she stood looking at the two lawmen. "What seems to be the trouble officers?" Of course, saying it with your breasts sticking out and your hands on your redhead is a lot different from saying it to a traffic cop with the window rolled down.

Abigail followed suit although she looked at the two cops with more open defiance. Her bare, muscular legs were tense and her hiking boots dug into the rocky soil even as she kept her hands on her curly dark locks. "We weren't doing anything." she barked.

Amanda on the other hand was literally trembling when she came out. Her long bare legs were shaking and her knees Her hands were placed on her faux blonde hair and she didn't speak, keeping her eyes on the ground behind her blue contacts.

Hannah came out with the same sassy, arrogant expression as Abigail. She frowned at the men and gestured to the inside of the van where Korah had fallen asleep, her sleeping form showing her full legs and exposing her little thong. "My friend's asleep..." she started.

[Lee Boudine]

The four girls stood around the car with their hands on their heads waiting.

"OVER HERE ! ALL FOUR OF YOU COME HERE !"; Jason ordered the girls to where he stood. They moved timidly, hands on their heads like a bizzare war game.

"LINE UP !" ; Jason pointed in front of him. Abigail was the first to drop her hands with a look of defiance at the Sheriff. He responded with a shout that starled all the girls, "KEEP YOUR DAMN HANDS ON YOUR HEAD BITCH !"; Jason pointed his pistol directly at Abigail's face as he took a step toward her. He jabbed the muzzle of his long barred pistol into her solar plexis making her grunt and double over. The other three watched terrified. They were quivvering as he continued.


" Do you think you are better than the rest of us ?", he snarled. "Stand up straight: w-i-t-h y-o-u-r h-a-n-d-s o-n t-o-p o-f y-o-u-r h-e-a-d !", he raised the muzzle slightly so it jabbed into her breast. " Stand straight: push those tits out !" As Abigail obeyed him, Jason probed one, than her other breast with his pistol. He pushed aside the front of her blouse to show more clevage. He looked into her eyes and smiled. She dropped her eyes. Jason was enjoying his power.

The girls were lined up. Now, Hannah and Korah looked like they were ready to burst into tears. Good, Jason thought: I am in control. " I don't want you to think of running off on us, so "GIVE ME YOUR SHOES GIRLS !". He had to repeat his order and point his pistol before all four girls removed their shoes
and threw them to Jason's feet. " Your hands, girls........": all four quickly put their hands back on their hears. It was painful standing barefoot on the rocky soil................... :bondage:

[Lee Boudine]

The four girls stood around the car with their hands on their heads waiting.

"OVER HERE ! ALL FOUR OF YOU COME HERE !"; Jason ordered the girls to where he stood. They moved timidly, hands on their heads like a bizzare war game.

"LINE UP !" ; Jason pointed in front of him. Abigail was the first to drop her hands. He responded with a shout that starled all the girls, "KEEP YOUR DAMN HANDS ON YOUR HEAD BITCH !"; Jason pointed his pistol directly at Abigail's face as he took a step toward her. He jabbed the muzzle of his long barred pistol into her solar plexis.

"Do you sluts think you are above the law ? Well, I and Big Bob are the law out here and I intend to teach you spoiled brats fro North Carlina a lesson. A lesson the good old wild west way. I AM the sheriff of Valley County, Montana and you ain't shit !"

" You just keep your hands on yore heads; stand up straight; pull your elbows back; and shove your lil titties out. No: you don't need to shake them for us............" Big Bob was leering. "....... YET."; Jason added as both man erupted in laughter.

"Now, we don't want yew easterners runnin' off on us. There ain't nothin' for miles and you might get snake bit or tore up by a 'big-bad wolf' out there so jus take your shoes off and toss them over here to me." He repeated, "TAKE YOUR DAMN SHOES OFF GIRLS ! THROW THEM HERE !" the four reacted to Jason's shout..............continue

[Beatrice]

The four girls stood around the van with their placef firmly on their heads, waiting nervously. When Jason ordered them to come over, they walked in his direction. The girls lined up as ordered. After a few moments, Abigal started to lower her hands, her sulking face still staring angrily at the sheriff. She grunted as he jabbed her in the gut with a gun and quickly put her hands back atop her dark curls.

"How did you know where we were from, sir?" Maital asked calmly if with increasing agitation. The officers hadn't checked any sort of ID yet, after all.

All of the girls started to sulk as the men began to talk about their titties. Of the four now out of the van, Maital had the tits, although they weren't as big as Korah's. Abigail, Amanda and Hannah had reasonable busts but ones fit for slender women.

The four girls then bent down to untie their shoes and toss them over to Jason, leaving themselves wearing only their white socks on their feet. They looked even grumpier at this but said nothing as they placed their hands back on their heads.

[Lee Boudine]

"BILLY BOB; wake up the sleepy squaw and bring her over over here. You might have to carry her if she's too drunk or high to walk. Then you can search the van. "

Jason turned to Miriam; " You got the back door keys sweetie ? " . The way he said "sweetie" with his eyes focused on her body was dirty; anything but sweet.

It was hot standing in the open under the blazing summer sun as Jason waited for Big Bob to bring Korah. The law officers wore broad brimmed hats, but the girls were bareheaded. And Jason imagined the girls taking off their clothes to be bare naked. He smiled with has eyes almost shooting out sparks.

[Beatrice]

Miriam reached into her pocket and tossed him the keys. She lowered her eyes, as did Amanda. The man's gaze was very unsettling. They all remained silent. Miriam and Hannah were starting to sweat under the hot sun though. Little beads ran down over Miriam's fair face, running down from her red hair. Hannah shifted a little in discomfort, sweating under her jeans and t-shirt.

[Lee Boudine]

Big Bog ducked his head to enter the side door of the van. He was a big man and it was cramped for him to reach back onto the rear seat. He did not hurry savoring the sight of Korah sleeping. It was obvious to him that this girl had a nice pair of knockers, but what made him stare were her legs splayed wide with her skirt hiked up to her hips. Her tanned legs contrasted to the splotch of white where they met. With one hand he reached for the little white target; found it and grabbed. :bondage:

[Beatrice]

"You never answered my question, sir." Miriam pointed out as she stood there with her hands on her redhead.

Korah shifted as she felt the man's hand grave her leg, pressing her succulent thighs close together and rolling over a little. "Cut it out, Hannah." she murmured.

[Lee Boudine]

" The license plates, stupid cunt. The North Carolina licencse plates on your van. Not many foreign license plates out here in the boonies. The only reason any outsiders come here is to make money: sell booze and drugs to the Indians. " Jason wondered if this girls pubes were as red as her hair. " I ain't fucked many red heads" he thought as he mentally stripped Miriam.

The feel of the Korah's soft, smooth inner thighs made Big Bob horney. He explored the sheer crotch of her panties: wiggled a finger against it feeling for her cunt lips. Finding them, he worked his finger between and with a sudden thrust, skewered the girl on his panty covered finger.

[Beatrice]

Big Bob had made a rather dangerous mistake. He'd forgotten that Korah was completely unaware of who he was or what the situation was. She was not yet intimidated. He'd also forgotten that she would be startled and he might have forgotten about those CFMs as well with their sharp points. Korah, who was actually wearing a black thong and not white cotton panties, had tried to close her thighs tightly. When the man forced his way through anyway and even penetrated her orifice, those plump legs shot out and those spike heels dug deeply into his arm and shoulder, even drawing blood.

The other girls, while trying to hold their positions, couldn't help but snort a little. Hannah and Anna both giggled as they heard the rather humiliating failure of Big Bob's first attempt at sexually violating one of their number, even though they knew how bleak the situation was likely to be.

[Lee Boudine]

Even Jason couldn't help but chuckle at Big Bob's predicament. It was like the big man was caught in the tight space of the van with a wild cat. Korah kept kicking and scratching her Indian assailant as he sought desperately to wrap his arms around Korah. He cursed and flailed defensively at his attacker.


Big Bob kept pushing and grabbing until he finally got hold of one of Korah's arms. He held on and twisted.


" GET DOWN ! Faces down on the ground girls. The show's over ! " Jason didn't want the other girls getting any ideas from Korah's struggle. He yelled and menaced the four with his pistol. On their tummies, faces in the dirt, the bitches couldn't see Korah's struggle. When Big Bob finally subdued Korah he'd make an example of her that would cool any thoughts of the other girl's to resist.

[Beatrice]

"Ow! Fuck! Let go of me, dammit!" Korah screamed as he twisted her arm. She was now on her belly in the back of the van, her soft legs kicking under him as he held her down. After a few moments, her squirming stopped and she calmed down in his grip. "My purse is right over there." she said nodding towards a fashionable black purse.

The other girls grudgingly lay down on the ground, grumbling to themselves as their nice clothes were rendered filthy by the dry dust. They didn't actually lay face down. They lay with their cheeks to the ground and their faces to the side, albeit to the side in the opposite direction of Korah. "So what exactly are the charges?" Hannah asked through clenched teeth.

[Lee Boudine]

" SHUT UP BITCH !" Jason took two steps behind Hannah, then reahed out with the toe of his boot and kicked her feet apart. " All of you: don't say another wiseassed word !" He kicked Hannah's feet further apart so her legs were spread at a 45 degree angle. " All you gals spread your feet as wide apart as you can. "

Jason was not satisfied. " WIDER ! You can do better than that ! SPREAD 'EM. The fresh air will cool your pussies. You're hot, aren't you sluts. " The girls spread. "Now ain't that better gals. That cool feels good don't it ?" Jason ridiculed the girls.

Meanwhile Big Bob had gained control over Korah. Holding her arm in a painful hammerlock, the big guy slowly maneuvered both he and Korah back out the van door. Big Bobs shirt was blood stained. " It sure as hell ain't your prse I'm interested in, cutie." Bob whispered in her ear. He tormented her
further by blowing softly, eroticly, into her ear, then laughing.

[Beatrice]

The girls slowly spread their legs. Amanda and Abigail revealed their inner thighs, their slightly pushed up and already tiny shorts and perhaps even a glimpse of their white cotton panties. Miriam and Hannah just revealed the inside of the pantlegs showing the outline of Miriam's plump and Hannah's muscled legs.

Hannah did shut up when the man told her to. All of the girls did. She whimpered a little when the man kicked at her feet through her jeans.

Korah just sulked as the man whispered suggestively into her ear. She looked down and waited patiently.

[Lee Boudine]

" What's keeping you Big Bob ? " Jason glanced over at the van where he could only see figures bobbing about inside. " Don't tell me your havin' trouble bulldogging the little filly. You must be losing your touch big guy !" There was a tone of amusement in the shiriff's voice.

"She's like a wildcat kickin', bitin', n' scratchin' like she's in her cave protecting her cubs." Big Bob was obviously out of breath. " But I got her now, Jason ! Got her damn arm and I'll twist it off and shove it up her ass if she don't settle down."

The other girls were restless: probably curious; but so intimidated, they didn't raise their heads. They still kept their hands on their heads. "Maybe a little exercise would do you girls some good. How about twenty push-ups while we're waitin' ?" Jason stared, and imagined those legs quivering as the girls exerted themselves.

[Beatrice]

Actually, the girls did raise their heads and they glared at Jason rather harshly and resentfully, especially Hannah and Abigail. However, they also obeyed and began to do push-ups. Their legs quivered and their breath came in harsh gasps. Amanda almost fainted. Only Hannah managed to actually make 20. Abigail stopped at 19. Amanda only did 15 real push-ups and Miriam only 10.

[Lee Boudine]

Jason laughed at the girls clumsy efforts to do the pushups. At the same time he felt a tingling in his groin and a swelling of his penis. He wondered if the girls noticed. Seeing them sweat made him feel his power over them.

By now Big bob and korah were half way from the van Bob was walking fast, pushing Korah by her arm behind her which he held behind her. She walked off balance: a bizar sort of dance on her tip toes. In the tussle one of her shoes had fallen of and she winced as she walked. Bob walked faster keeping her off balance.

[Beatrice]

Korah just glared sullenly as she was marched over to where the other girls lay on the ground. "So is this an arrest or what?" she said in perplexed irritation.

((OOC: PMs!))

[Lee Boudine]

" OH ! Sleeping Beauty has a big wise mouth. ", the sheriff responded.

" You damn well are under arrest honey. And believe me, if you don't keep your mouth shut, I'm gonna pull off your panties and stuff them in your mouth. Your cunt may be big too, but it don't talk. Understand ? you speak only when spoken to ! " As he spoke, Jason was staring at Korah's tits.

" Cuff the slut's hands Bob." Jason looked around; then added, " In front of her.....", before he walked over toward the road where he had spotted a four foot long piece of 2 x 4. He picked it up. " Here; put this under her elbows, behind her back." Jason held the 2 x 4 while Bob snapped the cuffs, on Korah's wrists.

" Now ain't that a sight, Bob. Better'n Hooters down in Billings !"

" You all can sit up girls. Better yet get up on your knees so you cann't run off on me so easy. Bet you're not really thinkin' of runnin, though, are you? Not after that little bit of exercise. Besides, no place to run to. " The girls obeyed reluctantly. Kneeling was even more painfull on the rocky ground.

" Now you; what's your name ?"

"JUMP UP AND DOWN FOR US. Show us how those hooters bounce."

[Beatrice]

Korah whimpered as she was forced into the nearly impossible position. She felt something tear and she screamed as tears started to pour down over her soft face. She made one attempt, driven from shear fear despite the impossibility of it, to jump and fell sprawled out on her face. Her restrained limbs were bent in ways that seemed impossible, there was blood everywhere and she was screaming uncontrollably.

The other girls slowly got up on their knees, looking down as they tried to hold back their own tears.

[Lee Boudine]

Jason went and bent down over Korah as she sprawled on the ground. " Damn ! Awkward bitch," he thought, "where is she bleeding ? "

For starters, Jason placed one hand on the croth of Korah's black panties where the swelled over her mons. In falling her tiny skirt had been rucked up about her waist. With his other hand he straigtened her body so she was lying on her back with the 2 x 4 in the middle of her back.

"Keep an eye on those other gals Bob, while I check her out." He looked for the source of Korah's bleeding.

[Beatrice]

"Awkward? You practically break her back by putting her cuffs in front of her and that board behind, make her walk painfully on one heel and then make her jump at gunpoint and she's just being awkward? This has gone on far enough, you fucking monster." Hannah spat, standing up. "Either actually process us and take us down to the station or fuck off."

The other girls also stood up. Miriam pulled out her cell phone and started calling the nearest hospital. Abigail started calling the State Bureau of Investigation. Amanda started calling a news station.

Korah was bleeding from a gash in her head just under her hair, profusely. Her screaming died down as she lost consciousness. Her ankles was twisted and her ribs were broken in two places. The board was making the break worse and it was likely there was internal bleeding as well.

[Lee Boudine]

It was obvious Korah was not going to cause any problems for a while. The girls with their cell phones were another matter.

"You ladies are under arrest here and now. Any resistance will be charged against you as attempted escape, willful disobediance of a police officer, and assault. Now first off give me those cell phones. They are material evidence," This little speach did nothing to quell the girls rebellion. One of their own had been hurt and they were angry.

Jason snapped up Abigail's phone, pushing her so she fell back on the ground. He pointed to Miriam who was nearest to Big Bob and shouted for him to get her phone as he shoulder blocked Amanda and sent her sprawling. He went to her phone and picked it up.

" I see I've been too easy on you sluts. I thought I could be nice to you: that there was a chance you were lost tourists. But now you've shown your true vicous criminal character and you'll suffer the consequences." Jason and Big Bob used disposable plastic restraints to fasten all the girls wrists behind their backs.

Nothing calms a rowdy prisoner like cuffing his hands.

Both law officers had drawn their batons which they held menacingly. " Line up girls. Its time to see if you're hiding any more contraband like those cell phone. Poking them with the blunt tips of their batons, the two men herdered the four standing girls into a line. Miriam was first. Jason stood in front and big Bob to the side. " You first ! " Jason pointed to Miriam, "Three steps forward and SPREAD !" She obeyed, and Jason jbbed his baton into her belly. "I SAID SPREAD YOUR FEET APART." Again she obeyedslightly. "WIDER BITCH I GOTTA CHECK OUT YOUR PUSSY" Jason laughed and look at all the girls. "We ain't got no matrons out here for the niceties: we do it the old fashioned way. He started with Miriam's hair running his fingers through it and messing it up. He poked fingers into her ears, nostrils, and her mouth; even pulling her tongue out of her mouth before lowering his hands to her breasts.

[Beatrice]

As Big Bob left Korah bleeding with her hands still cuffed and the board still in her back, it ddn't look like she was likely to be any trouble to anyone ever again. It was this realization that had made the girls desperate and that made the actions of the cops increasingly unbelievable and beyond simple crookedness to outright assault and murder.

Miriam frowned as she continued to call the hospital. "Korah needs emergency medical care. I'm not going to let you crooks kill her just because you don't want to get caught." She took a step away, still calling.

Amanda gasped as she fell sprawling on the ground. She started to sob silently. Abigail growled at Jason as he took her phone, falling back on her shorts-clad bottom.

" I see I've been too easy on you sluts. I thought I could be nice to you: that there was a chance you were lost tourists. But now you've shown your true vicous criminal character and you'll suffer the consequences." Jason and Big Bob used disposable plastic restraints to fasten all the girls wrists behind their backs.

Miriam closed her eyes and started to sob silently as the man mushed her hair and poked around her soft face before moving on the molest her breasts. She kept her legs spread but her hands tugged at the plastifuffs on her wrists.

[Lee Boudine]

" Yeah Bob, we better get the clumsy bitch checked out. You got influence at the Indian Hospital. If you tell 'em there'll be no reports. You take her over there to the doc and I'll call in for back-up to move these other bitches."

"OK Jason. Sounds good to me. You sure you can handle these other four ? We don't want to have to call a posee to run one of 'em down out in the sage ! "

"I'll do fine Bob. In fact I might even have one of the gals entertain me while I wait........."

Big Bob took the board out from behind Korah's back. He brushed the dust off and straightened her clothes. He felt her up good as he did so. Then he loaded her in the back seat and drove off to the hospital.

[Beatrice]

Korah moaned lightly in the back seat as he drove her to the hospital. She tugged uncomfortably at her handcuffs, whimpering with pain as she did so. She made a few desperate kicks at the back of the seat before quieting down. Then she was silent for about ten minutes, just sitting there and bleeding on the seat. "I'm sorry I made you bleed." she finally ventured.

"I'd appreciate it if you didn't call me a bitch." Miriam said petulantly.

"I would really like to speak to my lawyer." Abigail said. "I'm pretty sure this isn't how it's supposed to work."

"Are you going to kill us?" Amanda whined fearfully.

"If I wan't cuffed and on the ground, I'd totally kick that guys ass." Hannah blurted out with an angry glare in the direction of the departing Bob. "He beat the shit out of my friend."

[Lee Boudine]

Driving Korah to the hospital was uneventful. She was whimpering softly, motionless, slumped across the back seat. Big Bob left her there with the doors locked, while he went in the hospital. He was looking for his cousin Shining Star who was the shift RN.

Meanwhile Jason had the girls under control as he waited for two of his deputies to come help him. The four girls lay on their tummys on the ground under the blazing hot sun. Jason leaned agaist a tree in the shade watching them.

Four solid young asses. He imagined the sight of four pairs of naked buttocks and felt a swelling in his pants. " That's good girls just keep quiet and you won't get hurt. Now maybe one of you would leke to get up and come over here in the shade and tell me all about what you're doing up here. It'll go alot easier for you girls if you just tell me the truth....."

No one responded.

[Beatrice]

Korah shifted a little as he got out of the car, frowning that he hadn't bothered to respond at all to what she said. She had been trying to be nice. She could see the bloodstain on Bob's shirt and all. She groaned lightly again as her cuffed hands rested on her succulent thighs. "Please don't leve me alone out here..." she begged softly...

Miriam's ass, encased in her tight trousers, was plump and meaty, jiggling a little every time she shifted her position. Hannah's was tight under her jeans and Abigail's was tight and muscular as well, although it was a little more exposed by her tiny cut-offs which definitely showed her powerful, spread thighs. Amanda's was lean and trim and could largely be seen under her tiny little pink shorts. Abigail and Amanda were especially squirmy as their bare legs were pressed against the burning sand. They whimpered every now and again and, in fact, Amanda did respond. "I'll talk to you. Get me over in the shade." she said fairly simply, turning to look at him expectantly while Abigail groaned slightly beside her.

[Beatrice]

Korah shifted a little as he got out of the car, frowning that he hadn't bothered to respond at all to what she said. She had been trying to be nice. She could see the bloodstain on Bob's shirt and all. She groaned lightly again as her cuffed hands rested on her succulent thighs. "Please don't leave me alone out here..." she begged softly...

Miriam's ass, encased in her tight trousers, was plump and meaty, jiggling a little every time she shifted her position. Hannah's was tight under her jeans and Abigail's was tight and muscular as well, although it was a little more exposed by her tiny cut-offs which definitely showed her powerful, spread thighs. Amanda's was lean and trim and could largely be seen under her tiny little pink shorts. Abigail and Amanda were especially squirmy as their bare legs were pressed against the burning sand. They whimpered every now and again and, in fact, Amanda did respond. "I'll talk to you. Get me over in the shade." she said fairly simply, turning to look at him expectantly while Abigail groaned slightly beside her.

[Lee Boudine]

" Just get up honey.......and walk over here.........s-l-o-w-l-y.", Jason said.

Amanda rolled over on her back; then sat up. The legs of her tiny pink shorts gaped to show a bit of her white panties underneath as she strained to push herself up with her mannacled hands. Jason smiled.

" Put your heads down girls.", Jason ordered the others. " You had your chances. You can just keep your noses in the dirt and sweat. What this li'l gal does is none of your business." Jason shouted at the other girls who had raised their heads to try and watch Amanda. He stared at the two mounds of Miriams plumb ass and thought of squeezing them with the girl laid across his knees; her jeans and underpants pulled downto her knees. He wondered what she'd do if his finger slipped between the globes of fat to probe her annus ? It would make her squirm for sure. Maybe she'd even creme herself if he inserted his finger through her rectum.

Mirriam was now struggling to position herself to get up. If only her hands were free. She struggled awkwardly. Finally with a lurch she got to her knees; then unsteadilly rose to her feet to face Jason. " Slow. now: walk over here nice and slow. Shake your hooties for me. I enjoy your looking at a nice set of knockers."

Miriam was having second thoughts: maybe sweating on the hot ground was better than the humiliation of standing in front of this beast. But, the shade was inviting.... she walked slowly very much aware of Jason watching her.

Miles away, Korah snuffled alone, cuddled in a painful ball in the back of Big Bob's patrol car. Bob came back out shortly with a large Indian woman in scrubs pushing a wheel chair..................she watched them approach.

[Beatrice]

Amanda rolled over on her back; then sat up. The legs of her tiny pink shorts gaped to show a bit of her plain white panties underneath as she strained to push herself up with her manacled hands, her soft, milky white legs straining to steady themselves against the ground.

Abigail and Hannah rested their cheeks on the hot ground, both girls wincing slightly as the hot sand burned their delicate cheeks. Miriam sulked but pressed her nose to the ground, the soft flesh of her plump ass wiggling in her tight trousers. She closed her eyes tightly and tried to hold her soft arms above the burning sand, the flesh of her arms tensing slightly as she did so and her ass clinching.

Amanda was now struggling to position herself to stand. If only those small, white hands were loose. It would be easy, but plasticuffs tightly bound her slender wrists. She struggled awkwardly. Finally with a lurch she got to her knees; then unsteadily rose to her feet to face Jason.

Miriam was having second thoughts: maybe sweating on the hot ground was better than the humiliation of standing in front of this beast. But, the shade was inviting.... she walked slowly very much aware of Jason watching her. His eyes never left her soft legs. The white flesh shifted ever so slightly, not quite jiggling like Miriam's, as her snow-white thighs rose and fell.

Miles away, Korah snuffled alone, cuddled in a painful ball in the back of Big Bob's patrol car. Bob came back out shortly with a large Indian woman in scrubs pushing a wheel chair..................she watched them approach. As soon as the door was opened, she looked weakly at Bob, her brown eyes wide. "Please talk to me, sir. Just say something. Please."

[Lee Boudine]

Jason mentally stripped Amanda as she approached him. The pink shorts and panties were gone. He imagined a cute belly button over a flat tummy and below the slew of her hair crowned mons. He was naked too; grinding his pubes against hers. Holding Amana to him as his erection went between her almost closed legs. Suddenly, her mouth open, herlips were pressed to his and her tongue sought entry to flick aginst his..................

He returned to the scene before him. It was sexy: three helpess girls stretched on their bellies on the ground and Amanda, hands bound behind her walked toward him: legs bare but short shorts covering her sex.

Jason was aroused by his power over the four girls. Amanda continued toward him; now under the shade of the big cottonwood.

At the hospital, gentle Korah's pleas moved Bob. He spoke to her gently and helped her from the car. "This is Star; she is a nurse, one of the very best." The Indian girl was about ten years older than she, and her eyes showed her concern for the hurt girl Big Bob had brought her. " You are very pretty. Don't be afraid." Star comforted Korah.

[Beatrice]

Amanda's long legs and taut body seemed to stretch as she walked. Her endless legs rose and fell as did her pert breasts. Her body was milky white. It had not had time to tan, even with her forced period of lying in the sun. There was a certain sexuality about her although it wasn't clear how much of it was conscious. Her thoughts, for now, were her own.

He returned to the scene before him. It was sexy: three helpess girls stretched on their bellies on the ground and Amanda, hands bound behind her walked toward him: legs bare but short shorts covering her sex.

Hannah and Miriam kept their positions for now. Abigail, however, her legs burning past the short legs of her cut-offs, was trying to get them off the ground. She pulled herself up a little so that her athletic thighs were held off the ground by her knees and her arched back.

"Alright. I'll confess." Amanda said, shaking Jason out of his sexy revelry. She would begin, at least, by taking him at face value. "We had some pot and we had some booze even though we're underage. We were taking this trip to have a good time. Nothing more serious than that, though. I swear."

Amanda paused and studied Jason for a moment, looking at how he looked at the others. "Would it be ok if I put some sunscreen on my friends? It's really harsh out there."

Korah smiled slightly as Star took her into her care. "I'm not afraid. Could I maybe get uncuffed?"

[Lee Boudine]

" I don't think so sweety: at least not until I check with my cousin." Star responded to Korah. " We don't have any secure section here. Just a couple padded cells to hold the drunks."

"You're cousin ? Where is your cousin ? Is he a judge or something ?", Korah asked.

Star laughed. "No it's Bob, Big Bob is my cousin. He's the law here on the reservation ! I'll ask him; really I will; he can be real mean, but he has a good heart." She patted Korah's shoulder gently as she pushed her into an small examining room off one side of the emergency room. " Sit here: I'll find Bob and get the doctor. Just relax honey. It'll be O. K. "

As Korah relaxed, Amanda was still afraid; wondering if she had done the right thing leaving her friends. Maybe if she persuaded Jason to comfort them, first with sunblock, then in other ways, they would forgive her. The Sheriff was bound to find the booze and pot later when he searched their car. Jason was amused by this girl throwing her charms at him. In law enforcement he was used to women trying to manipulate him with their sex.

" Do you have sun block with you, honey ?" He figured there was nothing to loose by playing along...........and maybe there would be some fun.

[Beatrice]

"It really hurts." Korah said as she sat down in the chair. "Is there a bed I can lie on?" As she sat, her tiny skirt hiked up a little, revealing her succulent thighs and the crotch of her tiny little thong. SHe blushed a little, her breast forced forward by the plasticuffs, an extremely painful sensation in her current state.

"There's some in the van." Amanda said. "I could rub it on my legs and arms and on Miriam and Hannah's arms and on Abigail's legs and armed. Surely you wouldn't want us to get burnt. We'd look all ugly and discolored." She batted her eyelashes at him.

[Lee Boudine]

Star noticed Korahs breasts and as she took the girls vital signs, her hands brushed across them several times. The last time Star was aware that Korah's nipples we swelling. The little nubbins had become vissible under Korah's stretched shirt.

Big Bob noticed when he returned. He chuckled, "You been comforting our little desperadoe, Star ? ", and he winked at Star.


Jason was thinking as he listened to Amanda's request. He glanced at the other girls and imagined them naked and of himself applying ointment to their bodies. The first thing he imagined was rubbing it onto the girl's breasts as they lay side by side.............:bondage:

[Beatrice]

Korah smiled hopefully up at Big Bob, her sore but excited little nipples poking through her blouse. "Do I really need to stay cuffed?"

Amanda shifted where she stood, her long legs stretching and bending as she waited for an answer. She looked down a little.

[Lee Boudine]

" Come over here: and turn around so I can check out what you say girl ! Back up; closer, and bend forward so can see just how bad your sunburn is." Jason ordered Amanda. She obeyed so her backside was almost in Jason's face. He hooked his fingers in the legs of her shorts and pulled them up into the furrow between her ass cheeks. The was a distinct white border where Amand's shots had shielded her pale skin from the sun. Jason traced one finger along the line below Amanda's right buttock: along the crease between the soft mound above and he hard thigh. " OOOooowwwwhhh" Amanda exclaimed and jumped away from Jason.

Laughing Jason agreed to her request for sun block. "O.K. get the sun block and bring it back."



"I cann't with my hands tied behind me........"

"HEll YES YOU CAN BITCH ! You'll get the sunblock if you want to bad enough. There are lots of things you can do with your hands behind your back................like you can come over and suck my dick, I don't wand to have to chase you down in that hot sun if you were to run off."

Amanda stood transfixed. "Now get goin' before I change my mind !"


Big Bob looked at Star.

" Free her hands Bob. Then you stay here while I get her ready for her examination." She winked at her cousin. She had let him stay in the examining room many times while she treated the Indian women. He'd really enjoy staying to watch this white girl.

Bob bent to release Korahs hands.

:bondage:

[Beatrice]

Amanda nodded. She stepped back out of the shade. She hopped a little when her feet, clad only in her white socks, first touched the hot sand.She felt humiliated. The legs of her shorts were still up a little. They were only slowly resuming their normal positions. Her breasts were thrust forward and her hands were tightly bound. Amanda scurried across the sand and turned with her back to the van. She managed to wiggle the door open and then stepped in, raising her long legs high each time. She soon vanished into the back of the van as she rummaged for sunscreen.

Korah smiled as Bob bent to free her hands. "Thank you."

[Lee Boudine]

Big Bob smiled and stopped freeing Korah's wrists. He grabbed one soft globe of her ass in either hand as he kneaded them greedilly.

Surprised, Korah screamed for him to stop. He kept on working a finger between until it was pressing her her annus. Her body became rigid and she moaned, "Pleeesssee stop."

Bob pushed the tip of his finger covered by her clothing againsed Kohak's clenched sphincter. " You want to really thank me ?" Bob asked.

Korah's panties were stuck in her annus and she felt uncomfortable.



Only Amanda's feet and bare legs were visible from the back door of the van as she struggled to find the sunscreen with her hands restrained behind her back. It was a good ten minutes before the girl emmerged from the van. She had tucked the bottle of sunscreen under one arm and held something else in her hands behind her back.

Jason became alert: could it be a gun ? He unholstered his big pistol and watched Amanda's awkward walk toward him. She let the sunscreen drop at his feet, Then she turned around. Jason's finger quivered on the trigger until she dropped a cold can of beer into his lap. Then he laughed !

:cool17: :bondage:

[Beatrice]

Korah whimpered. Her whole body felt like one dull ache. Her hands were restrained behind her back, causing an intense pain in her ribs. And now her panties had been shoved up her tight ass in a rather cruel joke, her hands left as they were. She didn't answer Big Bob. She just looked down quietly as soft tears of pain and fear rolled down her face. She waited for the doctor, racked in intense agony, sitting up, without painkillers, her hands bound, her panties riding up, her skin hot and burned. She was bleeding on the floor.

Amanda watched as Jason opened the beer, waiting patiently and looking between him and the other girls. Finally, she turned her back to him expectantly, inadvertently exposing her largely exposed butt under her hiked up shorts. "I really can't apply it like this." she said.

[Lee Boudine]

Jason just looked at Amanda's ass and drank the beer. "That was good gal ! Now, come here." When she was close, he pulled her onto his lap and raised the can to her lips. She stiffened as he grabbed her, but then relaxed and drank two swigs from the can before Jason drained it, crushed the can, and tossed it aside. Then he grabbed the sun screen from under her arm.

"Don't you worry about putting this on honet. I'm right good at rubbing a pretty girl's legs. legs.' Jason laughed and added, " I do such agood job on their legs they usually ask for a little rubbing on their pussies too."

He put a big glob of sunscreen on the palm of his hand and pushed it between her thighs. He parted her legs so he could spread the cream up and down the insides of her legs. He went up first so his hand went under her shorts to the leg band of her panties where the feel of the back of his hand on her mons made Amanda involuntarily clench her thigs together and wiggle back from the intruding hand.

"Relax honey; relax and enjoy it." he ranhis hand down to her ankle pulling her leg up so she was tipped back and would have fallen off his leg if he handn't n
been holding her. The other girls were staring at the couple.

"Don't let him do that to you Amanda !', said on of her friends. Tell the freak to bug off !", said another. "Kick the bastard in the balls.", hollered the third.

Amanda heard them, but Jason's handnd felt good. His hand was calloused and strong, but it slid across her satin flesh on the cream like a gentle breath of air. Near her crotch it tickled and she felt her labia swell and her clitoris tingle. Now she wiggled on his knee to push her sex against Jason's hand. The excitement offered a welcome reprieve from her fear.

None of the girls were thinking of poor Karah at the hospital. Star returned with a gown and told Karah she'd help her undress. Star didn't tell Bob to leave. :confused: :bondage:

[Lee Boudine]

" That's enough cousin. The doctor is on his way so we have to get this girl ready for him: get thos bands off her wrist's NOW ! " Star told Bob what to do and he did it. "And you young lady, as soon as your hands are free get undressed; take everything off and put this gown on."

"What ? Must I do it with him here ?", Korah asked.

"Here ! " Star pulled a curtain out from the wall.

"Thanks nurse.", Korah said rather sarcasticly and moved behind the curtain.

Big Bob looked at Korah's feet below the curtain and how they moved as she stripped. One item at a time he saw her clothing drop to the floor. It stimulated his imagination until he saw her panties on top of the pile. His erection bulged in his pants.

Star who was watching behind the curtain flipped it back to the wall just as Korah finished slipping on the open backed gown. " Up on the table. ", she pointed to the examination table with the stirrups mounted to either side.

Korah backed to the foot of the padded table, between the elevated mounts, and lay back. She carefully held the gown tight about the body.

"Put your feet in the stirrups cowgirl." Star tried a friendly joke, but Korah was too intimidated by Big Bob's presence to catch it. "Oh, you are afraid he'll see your privates !" Star said. " Here, just let your gown fall over them: here, between your legs: old Bob isn't going to see nothing. "

Korah was not convinced as she lay on her back, her bare feet in the stirrups and her legs bare extending from her gown draped body.

Big Bob was smiling at her when the doctor arrived fifteen minutes later.



Back with Jason rubbing sun screen on her legs, arms, back and chest above her top; Amanda was becoming visiblely turned on. Jason knew how to excite her and Amanda shivvered several times and she started to lean against the big sheriff. Jasons well lubricated hand went under Amana's top..........

[Beatrice]

The doctor went to work on Korah. About an hour later, he looked to Bob. "She should be all fixed up now. I'd go a little light on her for the rest of today though. Keep her restrained but nothing too tight."

Meanwhile, Amanda lay across Jason's knee, shoes off, getting suntan lotion rubbed on those long legs. She was wriggling her crotch against his hand almost unconsciously even as her face blushed furiously. After a few minutes of this, she finally forced herself to say "What about the others?"

[Lee Boudine]

" Thanks doc. We will take good care of her. " Big Bob thanked the doctor and said goodbye to his cousin, Star. " I'll give you a call Star.......soon"

"Lift you hands up girl ! " Bob put the handcuffs on Korah again: her hands in front of her this time. Then he drove off with her. She noticed his grip on her arm was almost gentle this time.


Jason's hand was active in Amanda's crotch. It had become moist as he rubbed the sun cream over it. Amanda was no longer resisting. He noticed her signs of humiliation: also the indications of arousal. It excited his imagination to think of continuing and making her cum with is hands. It would not take much more.......slip his finger in and fing her G spot. The other girls would know she'd cum.

But here she was suggesting one of her friends to save herself the humiliation. Bitch ! "That's right honey. We cann't forget your friends, can we ?"
He ran his finger between her labia and tweeked her clit. She stiffened, and the relaxed as he withdrew his hand and slid her off his knees. He freed her hands. " You just go over and help your friend in the shorts come over here for her creme."

Rubbing her wrists, Amanda walked toward the other girls out on the hot ground.

[Beatrice]

Korah was completely cooperative. Her small hands were cuffed in front of her. She moved gently back into the car. For the first few minutes, she sat quietly. At length, she asked "What about you? Are you ok?"

Amanda squirmed down a little, letting his hand massage her aroused womanhood through the pink denim of her tiny shorts. She was into it. God, she was into it. She clenched her teeth and told herself to stop even as those soft, white thighs were gently rubbed by his touch.

Amanda rose and moved over, helping Abigail to rise. The two women moved over to the shade. "I don't want anything sexy." Abigail said. "Just enough to keep from being burnt."

[Lee Boudine]

" I'm just fine girl ! ", Bob answered abruptly. Then he added, " It was an accident you got hurt little gal. The sheriff and I aren't perverts: we were just going to have a little fun with you girls, then run you on out of the county before you got in real trouble. There are some hombres around here who would get their kicks hurting you girls: some would kill you just for fun, very slowly."

He was feely differently about this girl now. She coundn't be a bad girl, "How old are you girl...........and what's your name ?"

Amanda was hot: really turned on. Abigail had seen how her friend had been handled by the sheriff and noticed how he looked at her. He wanted a good feel while he rubbed the lotion on her, but when she got smart alecky telling him to she didn't want any part of that, he decided to frustrate her by first having Amanda drop Abigail's jeans to her ankles and apply the sunburn lotion to her legs. He wanted to humiliate both girls now. He was like a bully. Sex would come later.

[Beatrice]

"I know. I get it." Korah said. "What sort of fun though? Should I be scared or excited or both or what? And my name is Korah. I'm eighteen years old." She bounced her cuffed hands a little on her round, bare thighs.

Amanda frowned at the order even as she pulled Abigail to the ground, laying the still cuffed girl out on her belly. "Just be good and it'll be ok." Amanda said.

"Oh, come on!" Abigail protested even as Amanda gently but firmly unbuttoned and unzipped her jean shorts and pulled them down over her athletic legs to rest at her ankles, just above her socks and her lack of any sort of shoes since she was forced to surrender her boots. Amanda then started on her calves, just above the shorts, and rubbed the lotion into her well-formed, muscled skin. She slowly made her way up the calves to the backs of Abigail's knees and then up her firm thighs, inside and out. By the time Amanda reached the edge of Abigail's panties, both girls were flushed with humiliation.

[Lee Boudine]

"I think she likes it: don't you honey ? ", Jason spoke to both girls as he watched Amanda rub the cream over Abigail's firm thighs. Only Amanda replied.

"Pull her panties down and rub your friends cheeks Amanda."

Jason was enjoying himself and felt a rising desire to replace Amanda's hands with his own. To knead Abigail's dainty, soft buttocks and explore her crotch with his fingers. He imagined her squirming in his graip as he touched her in the most sensitive spots.



Meanwhile, Korah knew she was making Big Bob hot. She had seen him admiring her body in the examining room. She rubbed her hands on her mons.

" You ain't no virgin, are you Korah ? ", Bob said. " I bet you ben fucked more'n once havent you ?"

Her hands on her mons made Korah breath heavilly as she answered Bob.

[Beatrice]

"She might just." Amanda said with a small, coy smile. "Abigail might act like a tomboy but she has the same needs as any other woman and it isn't like she can rub herself with her hands tightly bound." Abigail squeezed the bottoms of her friend's firm cheeks to prove her point. Abigail gave a small gasp but said nothing.

Amanda then obeyed his next order. Her soft, manicured hands took hold of Abigail's cotton panties and pulled them down to the other girl's knees, exposing her roung cheeks to public view. She took a firm hold of them and began to kneed, rubbing in more suntan lotion.

"Hey! When are your guys going to pick us up already?!" yelled Mirian from some distance away.

"I don't like to put it that way." Korah said with a coy smile.

[Lee Boudine]

" I bet you've never had a Native American dick in your cunt, have you ?", Big Bob responded to Korah's coy smile as he slowed the car.

As he did, Bob placed one big hand over Korak's little bound hands. He grasped both her hands in his one hand and lifted them from her sex and placed them on his now swelling penis. The feel of her hands immediately stimulated his organ to become hard as a steel dildo. He left Zorah's hands on his erection as he returned his hand to cup her mons. His fingers searched under the openings in her shorts; found her panties which were already moist; and entered the cleft between Korahs swollen labia.

He didn't need to say any thing as he pulled the car off the highway under the shade of a gigantic cottonwood tree..................both he and Korah were breathing deeply.


Jason ignored Miriam's call. He was too focused on Amanda's hands rubbing creme on Abigails bare buttocks. He pictured all five girls together on a big bed. Naked. Bouncing as they played with one another. Sexually stimulating play. First, just the girls; then, he and Bob on the bed with them and all five girls running their hands over the men's nakedness. Bob imagined grasping Abigail's hair and pulling her face onto his erection, " Kiss me baby ! SUCK it.....slowly....", his hands grabbing her ass cheeks and pulling her onto him. He sought her openings with his fingers.........


Miles away in the parked patrol car, Big Bob was freeing Korah's wrists.......

[Beatrice]

Abigail herself was starting to pant and get a little worked up as Amanda kept rubbing her. Her blush deepened as Amanda's soft, white hands massaged her ass roughly. Between heavy breaths, she managed to say "Miriam said something, sir..."

Korah smiled as her soft hands began fondling Bob and as he began fondling her. Suddenly, she shouted "No!" as he started to touch her cuffs. Smiling after the shock, she explained "I want to be bound for you."

[Lee Boudine]

Korah had dated like any girl; but always with good Jewish boys. Growing up she had seen her father and her brothers naked. All had been cirucumsized. So, after struggling with her bound wrists she finally freed Bob's penis from his she was surprised to find his shaft shrouded in his un circumsized foreskin.

Bob noticed her stop fondeling him and her shocked look. "Indians are real men ! Not cut like the white men. We give the woman a special sensation !"

It was not long before the swelling forced the head of Bob's organ from its sheath. Korah pealed the foreskin further back. As he became excited, Bob fumbled with Korah's clothing to free her breasts and access her cunt.

Both of them were panting and frenzied.....................



Jason was immersed in the scene playing out between Amanda and Abigail.
"Yeah, yeah; we'll get to her later. Now you two just enjoy yourselves." He had never watched anything more erotic than the play between the two girls. Jaso unzipped his fly and pulled out his erect penis. Miriam noticed. Not to be ignored she shouted at Jason again.........................

[Beatrice]

Korah parted her soft thighs, allowing Bob to enter her. She pressed forward, riding his cock as he took her.

"Come on! You can't leave us out here forever!" Miriam screamed.

((OOC: Sorry for shortness. I got nothin' this time.))

[Lee Boudine]

Big Bob reached behind Korah and taking her soft buttocks in his hands. Squeezing, he pulled their groins even closer together. She squeeled as the tip his erection pounded her uterus and the back walls of her vagina. Bob's cock was much larger than the boys she had known. His movements inside her were more violent than she had experienced before.

He spread her buttocks and found her annus. The first touch of his finger surprised her; then excited her. She had never been touched there before. It felt pleasing until Bob forced his finger against her resisting sphincter. That hurt and the pain distracted Korah from the pleasure of coitus.


Jason answered Miriam's screaming. "O.K., O.K. com'on over and get a little." Miriam hesitated.................." It's your turn to get with it gal: GET UP ! I got a special little surprise for you sweety."






Korah parted her soft thighs, allowing Bob to enter her. She pressed forward, riding his cock as he took her.

"Come on! You can't leave us out here forever!" Miriam screamed.

((OOC: Sorry for shortness. I got nothin' this time.))

[Beatrice]

Korah groaned a little as Bob began to roughly explore her anus and pound even harder into her body. She let out a little yelp of pain, her brown eyes shooting open. "Ow!" she cried as she tried to wriggle her soft ass away from his fingers.

"You said they were on their way." Miriam said as she squirmed on the ground, her hands bound tightly. She pulled herself onto her knees and then tried to rise under her own power, first pressing one sock clad foot flat on the ground and then the other, pushing up. She groaned slightly as she could feel the hot sand and twigs on her feet. She walked over, frowning as she looked at Amanda, still busily rubbing Abigail.

[Lee Boudine]

Korah groaned a little as Bob began to roughly explore her anus and pound even harder into her body. She let out a little yelp of pain, her brown eyes shooting open. "Ow!" she cried as she tried to wriggle her soft ass away from his fingers.

"You said they were on their way." Miriam said as she squirmed on the ground, her hands bound tightly. She pulled herself onto her knees and then tried to rise under her own power, first pressing one sock clad foot flat on the ground and then the other, pushing up. She groaned slightly as she could feel the hot sand and twigs on her feet. She walked over, frowning as she looked at Amanda, still busily rubbing Abigail.



Jason smirked as he watched Miriam's slow, painful progress across the rocky ground. She winced again and again as the sharp rocks bruised the tender soles of feet. He unzipped his jeans.

"KNEEL ! Here...." he ordered Miriam as reached out grabbing her tee shirt. He pulled her to her knees between his knees. She winced again as her kees pressed on the ground. Her pain was short lived as Jason pulled his erecection from his fly and let the nine inch rod brush Miriama's face. "SUCK IT BITCH."

He pushed her head into his crotch with one hand and tore open the front of Miriam's tee shirt with the other. He grabbed one exposed tit and squeezed. Miriam screamed. The other girls stared.........................


Meanwhile, Bob was tending to Korah. " You ever have it in your ass, girl ?" he asked as Korah tried unsuccessfully to avoid his offending fingers seek her annus. His forefinger penetrated her sphincter and he insertyed it as far as he could. Still his penis plunged in and out of her vagina. Suddenly Korah was gasping for breath and her annus relaxed. She moaned long and low before she suddenly screamed and stated to thrash frantialy in unison with his movements. She hugged him tightly and Bod responded so they became like ong body spasming desperately to achieve release............

[Beatrice]

Miriam screamed, her soft lips parting. Then her scream was muffled as his cock was forced into her protesting lips even as she was held firmly in place and her soft, fatty exposed breast was fondled roughly by her captor. She made a few pleading grunts around the huge cock that filled her cheeks but was unable to speak coherently.

Amanda frowned and her face colored as she continued to rub the muscled contour's of Abigail's bare bum. She shivered slightly, with both terror and perhapsm a bit of excitement, as she wondered if what was being done to Miriam was in store for all of the girls. Abigail blushed even more, her hot body pressing against Amanda's soft hands.

Korah, meanwhile, was lost in the moment, even as she did hate the assplay.

[Lee Boudine]

one of the girls ?

What do you think Bea ?

Lee. :bondage:

[Beatrice]

OOC: The girls are younger than that, I think.

[Lee Boudine]

Jason lifted Miriam's head from his cock: pulling her hair, he forced her head back so he could see her face. It had an expression of absolute disgust mixed with a grimace of fear. Her eyes were red and tears ran down her flushed cheeks. She started to speak, but Jason yanked her hair so that all that came out was a scream of startled pain.

" Your aren't sucking hard enough little lady! You suck as hard as you can 'til you bring me off. And I want you to use your tongue to tickle my cock. Do you understand ?"

Miriam mumbled indistinctly.

Jason yanked her hair and she screamed again. "Maybe you need to be warmed up to be a good cocksucker. Is that it ? You're not hot enough girl ?
Well, I know how to warm you up right quick !"

Jason pull up between his knees by her hair and, twisting her body, laid Miriam across his knees on her tummy. She struggled, but he quieted her with half a dozen stinging slaps on her tender buttocks with the flat of his calloused hand. He pulled her shorts and panties down to bare her ass cheeks. He stroked and squeezed the two soft globes before he reached down and picked up the empty beer bottle. He ran the tip along the crease between her cheeks several times. "You gettin' hot chick ?" The he seperated her cheeks and pushed the neck of the bottle into Miriam's annus. A good four inches of bottle entered her rectum as she screamed.

Miriam wriggled on his knees as Jason pumped the bottle in and out of her backside. He was laughing. The other girls watched horrified, but so fascinated that they kept their eyes glued to the obscene display. One final push so her cheeks were wrapped around the bottle, and Jason pulled Miriams panties and shorts back up : over the bottle so they held it in place; pressed into her. Jason lowered her back between his kness. "Now suck hard and use your tongue girlie."

[Beatrice]

Miriam closed her eyes as he forced the bottle into her, muttering under her breath. She started to talk louder and louder as he pulled her panties and pants, not shorts, back up and repositioned her. "Oh shit! Oh, shit! Oh, God...This isn't happening...Take it out! Take it out! TAKE IT OUT!" She wailed louder and louder as her sneakered feet kicked wildly, throwing her to her feet and then flat on her back. "I'll bite it off if you don't take it out. I swear. It hurts. Oh, God. It hurts. What'd I do to deserve this? I just wanted some beer. Oh, God. This isn't happening. I want to die. Please just kill us. Oh, God." She started to sob violently as he tried to force his cock back in, kicking away and starting to run over the desert with her hands bound and in her socks, with her ass violated. She whimpered and screamed in pain even as she ran as fast as she could.

Amanda watched in increasing horror, her own arousal fading. She stumbled to her feet and looked around. Most of her friends were still bound. Korah was missing. Who knew what was going on? "This is...You said you wouldn't hurt us!" she screamed.

Meanwhile, Korah had finished her sexual experience with Bob and was waiting to see what happened next.

[Beatrice]

Jason sighed as he chased after Miriam. He had gone to some efforts to make sure this sort of thing wouldn't happen, that they wouldn't run. Still, he had to admit there was something sexy about watching her tortured ass and legs and feet as the bound woman tried to escape. Her desperation and fear and pain turned him on. Maybe he had gone a bit too far. Maybe he would feel bad about it later. Maybe he had even put a kink in his own plans. But for the moment, this was perfect. Of course, when he finally did pounce that warm body. It was time to quite playing. He chloroformed her. Then he did the others, with the unbound Amanda putting up a bit of a fight. Bob did Korah after he fucked her.

Miriam woke up about an hour later. The bottle had been removed from her ass. It hadn't hurt her as badly as she thought although it had stretched her hole and her whole rear still ached. Jason had gotten a few pictures of the bottle engulfed by her somewhat plump cheeks before finally removing it. Now, she was in her panties and socks. The rest of her clothing had been removed. Her hands were bound to her ankles in front of her and her legs were tied together at knees, ankle and thigh. She was in a ball. Her mouth was gagged with a cock gag. For training?

Amanda woke up dizzy. Her arms were still free but she soon found she could hardly reach her bonds. She was hanging upside down from a bar extending across the room. She was still in her tiny shorts and socks but her shirt and bra had been removed. Her mouth was crammed with some sort of moist cloth which had been taped over extensively. She was dizzy and her jaw ached. She tried to reach up with her hands, wriggling upside down, but it was no good.

Korah woke up in the most comfortable position although she could feel herself shaking. She was in a giant locked birdcage suspended off the ground. Her high heels had been restored but the rest of her clothes were removed. She wasn't bound or gagged beyond being caged. Her sides and ass still hurt a little.

Hannah woke up with her jeans gone but the rest of her clothes remaining. Her athletic legs were highlighted. She had a cock gag in her mouth and plugs in not just her cunt and ass but in all three holes. She was in a set of stocks which forced her to stand with her legs straight but bent at the waist.

Abigail was kneeling, her ankles tied to her thighs and her hands tied in a reverse prayer behind her back. She was still in her boots and socks, the rest of her clothes having been removed. Her panties had been stuffed into her mouth and taped in.

[Lee Boudine]

"Yeah," Jason thought, "this is fun but it is on the border of big, big trouble. Just Bob and I: it could end up a complaint in Federal Court and that's not good. It's time we had a party with lots of witnesses involved who can testify that these girls were up here for a good time and to sell sex, booze, and marijuana."

The old deserted Johnson place was private land in the county; not on the reservation. It had been the site of many a swinging party. They'd take the girls there. Jason broadcast the word to the duputies on duty about the "party" and told them to spread the word. He called Bob and told him to get Korah to the Johnson place. " Hey we are having a sweet time, amigo. This gal here is my party and I don't want no other dicks going in her ! " Bob was not keen to share Korah. In fact he had developed a feeling of affection and wanted to protect her.

"O.K. man O.K. she's yours alone. No one else will mess with her. We got the four others for fun. Take your time and you and she have your fun, but get her over to the Johnson place tonight sometime."

Jason called the other two officers in the eastern county patrol district to come help him get the four girls and the van to the deserted ranch. It took them half an hour to arrive. By then Jasonon had used the chloroform: a washcloth dampaned and clasped over nose and mouth knocked each girl out one by one. They were all unconscious when the deputies arrived. He had just finished pulling the bottle from Miriam's ass. The neck had been smeared and the mouth clogged with shit. It stunk. He threw it into the brush as far away as he could.

The other two men could see or imagine what had been going on even though the girls were unconscious, but partially undressed.

"You take two in your car. I'll take two in mine. And Hank, you drive the van." Jason instructed. Forty five minutes later the were at the Johnson Ranch. The girls were still unconscious, but stirring as the chloroform was just starting to wear off. Jason gave them each another whiff to settle them down until the men could get them into the house.....................more to follow soon.

[Lee Boudine]

Jason took Miriam and Amanda in his patrol car. Both were slumped, unconscious in the back seat. Arriving at the Johnson place, Amanda was starting to move her hands and legs. He wet the close and let both girls have a long sniff of chloroform to keep them quiet.

By the time he had carried Miriam into the living room of the deserted house, another deputy had arrived. He sent him to bring Amanda in.

This little gal has had her first lesson sucking cock.", Jason said as he tied Miriam's wrists to her ankles. "She'll be an expert by morning." Both officers laighed as Jaso inserted a ring gag into her mouth and strapped it in place. Her knees were already tied together so she lay on the floor in a ball with her mouth held open.

The room had been used for previous bondage parties: usually one or two "Indian Maidens", Bob had recruited from the reservation. This would be different with five big city girls ! Amanda was stirring again by the time the two men dragged her inder a long two inch pipe suspended from the ceiling by chains about six feet off the floor. There were leather restraints near either end of the bar; leather cuffs into which Amanda's ankles were strapped. She hung upside down, her legs spread wide apart.She was bare to the waist and her breasts hung toward the floor.Her pink shorts witheld lille from the men's gaze and nothing from their imaginations. Her white socks in the ankle cuffs just made her seem more naked.

Amanda woke up dizzy. Her arms were still free but she soon found she could hardly reach her bonds. She was hanging upside down from a bar extending across the room. She was still in her tiny shorts and socks but her shirt and bra had been removed. Her mouth was crammed with some sort of moist cloth which had been taped over extensively. She was dizzy and her jaw ached. She tried to reach up with her hands, wriggling upside down, but it was no good. She was semi conscious and struggling to reach the cuffs hold her ankles. Subdued grunts and calls were muffled by the rag taped into her mouth to gag her.

It wasn't more tan five minutes before the other patrol car arrived..........

[Beatrice]

In addition to Jason and Bob, five men walked into the party room. The first one smiled broadly, "Nice catch, Sheriff. I'll have fun fucking these bitches."

One of the other men held up his hand, "You guys hold back a bit. I don't want you getting into trouble." He stepped forward and surveyed the bound girls. "Alright, girls, here's the deal. If we processed you now, you would be charged and convicted of possession of marijuana, underage drinking, reckless driving, reckless endangerment, resisting arrest, assaulting an officer of the law, obstructing justice, driving under the influence, indecent exposure, prostitution, trespassing and disrupting the peace. You would get the maximum sentence and you would never be paroled. For all charges combined, you would spend the rest of your lives in jail. On the other hand, if you let us use you for this little party and maybe a few weeks more, you will never be officially processed and will be allowed to get on with your lives on the condition that you never speak of this to anyone. Anyone prefer prison?" The girls were silent. "Alright, we're safe."

[gagged_Louise]

In the dim light of the wall-inset lamps, Amanda struggled and grunted into her gag. Hanging upside down and with a wave of nausea rolling in her head, she could witness the five strangers stepping into the room. The time could be some hours after midnight, she figured: still pitch dark outside, but the newly entered men grabbed her attention as she gauged them from her inverted frog perspective. Two of them wore denim jackets and cattleman boots, they all looked muscular and big-boned,. surely well endowed cockwise too, she thought. As the tall guy spoke and explained they might end up in jail unless they accepted the men's terms, she shivered but very soon she had the whiff of that he was bluffing. Dammit, of course he was blackmailing them.
Amanda wanted to call out "No! wait a minute!" but her soft grunt made nothing of the kind. And Miriam, too, was powerless to say anything. Feeling fright seizing her, Amanda flailed with her hands, drew for breath and tried again to push herself up as if it would help. "hey, I think girlie's getting frisky" one of the guys tossed out. We'd better truss her hands in place.
Walking behind her, he grabbed her hands and forced them together. "No! Nnngh!!" - her muffled grunts came out unsteadily as he lashed rope around her left wrist and then cross-tied her hands behind her. "Will you listen bitch, we're giving you and your friends a fair deal - what is one night against life in prison and a wasted education?" he said in a crisp, commanding voice, tugging her hair to make his point. Miriam sobbed under her ring gag as she saw it; and Amanda, half exhausted, felt the humiliation like a boot in the face. Hanging tensely upside down, she saw the dude walking over to the wall and pressing a switch. Suddenly the chains holding the bar came to life and her body was pulled upwards. Amanda growled into her gag as she was lifted, but her head settled about five feet above the floor.

[Beatrice]

"Do you want to end up in jail?" barked the man who had initially made the offer at the man messing with Amanda as he strode over and shoved the other man aside. Amanda's mouth was now hanging about level with his and he jerked off the tape and pulled out the cloth. "If you prefer to face the regular legal system for your actions, say so right now, Miss Glickman, then just say so and we'll get you out of this, dress you and take you down to the station right now with no further sexual play of any sort? Would you rather take our deal? You really do have a choice. Don't listen to this asshole."

Amanda paused, opening her mouth. All the blood was rushing to her head. It was hard to think. Finally, she blurted out, "I accept."

"Good girl," the man said as he pushed the gag back into her mouth and wrapped the tape around her face. He then turned to look at the others. "Anyone else prefer the legal system? Just attract attention now and you'll be out of here and subject to no further sex games period in less than five minutes."

[gagged_Louise]

Looking around the room with half dazed eyes from her rolled-up position, Miriam shook with fear and unease. The way these guys had treated them, forced Abigail and Korah, the way Jason had abused her...and now brought them all here and hauled Amanda up by her ankles, left no doubt they were weird criminals, and they made her think of a bunch of psycho cowboys. But that guy was right she and her friends would be subject to police inquiries upon arrest. So they were trapped, and whatever...her tiredness shot through her, alternating with stress, but she couldn't bring herself to make a definite signal like stamping her feet together. Her bound legs felt frozen. She looked around, moaning softly. The others with her - and she could just feel jaon's gaze slowöy panning about them. She tried to catch Amanda's eyes but her friend hung face away from her and too high up.

No one spoke. From outside she could hear some night birds twittering. The harsh ring gag forcing her mouth open so made her want to puke, but Miriam knew she had to keep that down - her thigh and waist muscles knitted together to help hold her stomach tight. She felt as if they'd all gone through a dim darkness and landed here - literally no memory of the last hour but her mouth tasting foul and now all open,

Abigail, normally the one who would have fought back, grunted and sobbed now, kneeling bound on the floorboards and tugging at the ungiving rope holding her hands behind her. As his eyes swept by and stopped at her Jason felt more and more inflamed, he was figuring just what to do with those breasts and that nice strong twat. She should get some lessons and her butt definitely needed some red welts. Her eyes looked back at him above her stuffed, taped mouth, bleakly begging for mercy. Then Abigail looked up at Amanda, seeing her friend hanging upside down and her breasts lewdly plopping free and pointing toward her head, and those skillful hands bound behind her back. Those hands that had rubbed lotion into her butt on Jason's orders...the memory made her flush with humiliation and a strange feeling about Amanda. She whimpered into her panty gag.

"I see you realize what's good for you" Ryan, the guy who had put the choice to them, said "That was wise". The men around him cheered and grinned broadly. Without further ado, two of them went over to Miriam and hauled her up from the floor, dragging her over to the wall. Undoing the ropes binding her wrists and holding them down, they forced her back up against the wall paneling and stretched her arms out wide to the sides, tying the hands off at two ringbolts in the wall four feet apart above her head. "You like sucking cock, girl?"

Miriam mmph'ed and looked up at them, silent tears in her eyes as he unzipped his pants. Her jaws stretched out by the ring gag she felt his musty, hard smell come closer. She swallowed hard and put her lips around his cock head..

"Good girl."

[Beatrice]

Hannah whimpered faintly around the cock gag which stuffed her soft mouth. The muscular curves of her bare legs were on display as the men approached. She could hear them coming from behind but couldn't see them, her head fastened securely in her stocks. She closed her eyes and silently gave thanks that all of her holes were already stuffed with toys. She felt the hands of one man softly press against the top of her thigh and then slide down, feeling every inch of her leg as he went. "What a well-formed slave..." he commented.

"Mpphgg!" protested Hannah, even as she felt the firm rubber of the cockgag press deeper into her soft throat. What did he mean by slave? She stamped one of her sneakered feet on the ground in protest. "Mphhg!"

The man smacked her hard on her firm rump, through her white panties but right atop the firm plug that stuffed her teenaged bum. She yelped loudly into her gag as she heard the man laugh.

[gagged_Louise]

Miriam closed her eyes to narrow slits as the gross cock slid into her mouth. She began sucking, feeling disheveled and dirty; blowjobs wasn't her thing and in this dreary. godforsaken room she knew there was no mercy likely to be shown. As the man groaned and let her lick his shaft he looked down at her, scanning her face with lust. She was dimly aware of that they'd be looking at her but his crotch and stomach filled her vision. Sucking him off she let her tongue pencil his shaft, but every inch of her filled with the knowledge that she was in their hands.

That hour out in the open had just been a beginning, she realized, and felt her arms grow stiff and sweaty. From out in the room came the grunts and moaning of Hannah and Amanda; there was no doubt these guys would make use of the occasion. Her lips fixed against the leather ring there wasn’t much space to move, he was in charge and took his meat slightly up and down, letting Miriam suck best she could. Now she could hear him smacking his tongue annd moaning “aah…nice girl, keep going…you’re good” and his cock soon filled her mouth almost completely, taking her captive.

Ryan and Alvin, two of the newly invited guys, looked hungrily at Hannah’s firm flesh as she stood crouching forward in the stocks. The smacks on her butt told her she was in their hands, but they wanted o feel it at length.
“Listen girl, do you want your head free at least?” Ryan asked her, aiming to sound nice and lenient. Even if Hannah hadn’t been so afraid she might have known it was for show, but she shook her head yes.

[Beatrice]

Miriam's eyes closed, blocking out the view of cock and belly, as the huge member filling her mouth contracted, shooting its hot, sticky, steaming seed down her protesting young throat. Then it was mercifully withdrawn only to be replaced by another mastering cock and another beer belly which filled her vision. Meanwhile, Hannah was grunting into her gag, trying to ask what the men wanted her head for.

[Beatrice]

Hannah shook her head no. She didn't want her head freed.

[gagged_Louise]

Ryan laughed as he eyed Hannah's sleek, bent-over back that sloped toward the headstock. One could see her body heaving slightly, trying to keep this strained position. Her groans against the fat cock gag were so sexy and enticing to Alvin who was planning to replace that rubber dick with something different and even better very soon. He reached out under her and pinched her nipples, then giving a rough twist. "Mmrghh!" came the grunt from her mouth, and her bound hands wrung about in the small of her back. Wow, she's a hottie, Ryan thought and dashed her ass while Alvin went on twitching at her nipples. She deserved no regard for her own wishes, the more she yelped the more it jacked their heat up.

Hanging upside down Amanda could hear her friends moaning and slurping at cocks, and the intermittent swipes around the room: though her head was turned away she could guess some of the rest. It flashed thorugh her that this bunch might be just about ruthless.

Watching Hannah's back arching, tensed and trapped in the stocks, made Ryan decide it was time to move. he went over to his bag and got hold of a tube of lubricant. "Now you'll see, slut" he toessed off as he returned and posted himself behind her. With his rough fingers, he reached in and pulled out the plug that had closed the young ass. Hannah moaned aloud and bit into the cock gag.

"Hey slavegirl, what are you doing?" Alvin said and tugged hard at her hair, and when she just replied "Nng-mmpff!" he impulsively reached back and swatted her back with a whip. Hannah wanted to puke, but she seemed to force herself not to give in to the urge; it was only too clear this would make things even worse. Alvin could see the slight brown-reddish lines etching themselves into her back. As his homie went on to lube her ass, she kept moaning at the intrusion of her parched flesh. Playfully, Ryan brought one finger down to her front crack, pulled out the short rubber dildo from there and felt his way up her cunt, smiling as he rubbed her up. "Mmpghh-MMGH!" he could hear as Hannah shook her head.

Looking down at Miriam, Don, another of Jason's buddies let his cock be treated to her inviting, red lips. What a doll, he thought as he let her suck it off. He reached down and grasped the tufts of her hair. pressing her face tight to where it belonged, while his cock went harder. Miriam could see nothing of what happendd to the others, but she heard Hannah's growls quite well and images and thoughts raced through her mind.

Hanging upside down and turned away from the others. Amanda couldn't see them either, but her ears told her what she needed (or not needed) to hear. What a band of ruffies! Her naked breasts were inviting attention, she knew, and heavily slumped upside down she mmmph'ed into the panties packed in her mouth, drawing in air through her nose. She looked up, dimly she saw her bound form in the yellowish light. "Nnngh!" she grunted and tried to swing her upper body, but the movement was feeble. Suddenly, the chains holding her ankles came to life, and began hauling her a little lower....

[Beatrice]

Hannah whimpered as Ryan managed to position his hand under her t-shirt and bra, giving her nipple a twist. It came as a shock to her. She had been allowed the protection of her clothing by her captors’ and the fear that it might be lost had been precisely why she didn’t want her head freed. She pressed the thighs together and her feet to the ground, the muscled flesh rippling. It was no good. Ryan peeled her panties down to the tops of her thighs and started to lubricate her ass. Her hair was then tugged by Alvin and her back whipped. There, at least, her shirt protected her, leaving only the faintest of marks beneath it. Ryan’s hand was then down the front of her panties, pulling the dildo free and letting it loose into the bottom of the garment before stroking her. Hannah stomped her foot once.

Amanda groaned into her gag as she was lowered to the ground. So much blood was rushing to her head, she’d almost rather get her rape over with if it meant she got to stand up straight. She could feel the cold, firm chains binding her ankles together just above (or rather below) her little white socks and her sneakers. She could feel the air on her bare breasts and the way the protection of her denim, pink short shorts was pulled down by gravity, exposing her thighs, the crease of her ass and a patch of panties.

Miriam was helpless to do more than suck Don’s cock for as long as he held her mouth over it. Her mouth was watering at this point and her head was still moist. Her tongue was tired but went to work. She closed her eyes, not wanting to state at his belly. Her arms were stretched above her and her soft tits bounced. Her bare legs were stretched out beneath him.

Korah was watching all of this in growing agitation. She grabbed the bars of her cage and shook them, her huge tits giggling as she fought the steel bars in just her high heels, “Bob, Bob, that isn’t fair! They’re messing them up!”

Abigail looked up at Korah with increasingly frightened eyes. Her toned body was all tied up but her holes, save her mouth, were left open. It was Jason himself who walked over with a whip. First one blow and then another, he started to leave angry lashes on that arrogant back.

[gagged_Louise]

Looking down at Miriam, Don felt thrilled by her smooth, sunburnt skin and her carefully piced eyebrows. Knowing this sweet head beklonged to him instilled s surge of power, and he moved it in rhythm to his cock beating time, his hands firmly grasping her thick hair. He could just hear her moaning and rapped back at her "Suck it good, slut! You're here to serve, fuckin' serve!", then just groaning with pleasure as she licked his shaft. Blood and precum rushed into his member and made it fill up her mouth. Any moment now, he would cum in her.

As Jason approached Abigail he swung his whip, crackling it to take the snappiness out of her. he noticed with a smile how her eyes followed the whip. Bound and on her knees, she wasn't in a good place to resist him. "You don't want to end up in jail, do ya, girlie...?" he asked with a dry twist and let the first lash hit her back, right between her elbows.
"Nnnghh!" she moaned in reply. "hey little Miss Medals, you're not running anywhere from here I think!" her captor replied and drove the whip down on her back again. Sure enough her pussy and her rear opening were clear to access, but he so liked pushing her to cry out by flogging her. Wow what a jolt to see her tumbling about and trying to evade the whip. He flicked his wrist to see the knotted leather straps rundown on her shiny back. They folded out like rivers on a plain, and the next moment the pained grunt of Abigail filled the air. “Now maybe you’ll know who to be up-nosey against” he said, lifted the whip, looked and struck again. “Aaaughh!” she breathed, chewing into her gag and knowing none of her holes would be spared.

[Beatrice]

One of the chief men dealing with Amanda was Michael. He spent a long time just looking at her, taking in the helpless prize. He looked over her milky white skin and her evidently fake blond hair. He looked at how her squirming hands were bound behind her back and her ankles chained together and her mouth gagged with another woman's panties. He looked at the tiny, pulled down shorts and the set of sneakers and socks which were her only clothes. He smiled and then placed his hands on her thighs, right near the border of those denim shorts, and held her in place, fingers and nails digging almost painfully into the soft flesh, "Hey, Mandy. Looking to get down from there?"

Miriam's eyes were closed and she was sobbing around her unyielding gag and the huge cock which filled her mouth. Her soft cheeks were puffed out. He held her tightly by her natural red hair, holding her lips to his crotch as his balls slapped against her youthful chin. Her slightly chubby legs, the soft flesh well displayed, passed under his knees, fully extended and tied tightly together at the knees and ankles. Her little socks on her shoeless feet were almost cute. Her other two holes were covered by her panties but she had no other clothing. Her heft breasts bounced a little as her arms tugged at the restraints which held them spread above her head. Her soft, panty-clad ass bounded up and down on the cold floor.

Abigail bit down hard on her own panties, already soaked with saliva. The whip struck her again and again, sending pain through her essentially naked body. The heels of her boots dug into the backs of her thighs and the chub of her athletic ass but she still tried to use her doubled up legs, not actually bound to one another, to fling herself about, seeking to escape even as she sobbed.

[gagged_Louise]

Amanda's limbs ached and creaked as she got closer to the floor, and she breathed hard through her nose to keep from zoning out. Looking up she could glimpse her naked white belly, and this guy's hands holding her thighs steady, pressing at her. She thought of the slim pink shorts that would be her only shield against a close assault, wrung her bound hands and looked up at Mike, tracking the bulge in his jeans very close to her face. Trying to swing with her bound body was useless; those hot eyes and the sound of male groans all about her showed that there wouldn't be any neat escape from here.

Suddenly Michael stepped even closer, let go with one hand and began fondling her breasts. His hands were unexpectedly soft as she touched her up there, still just doing so was too much. "My, you've got such a yummy soft skin, girl..." he commented; it sounded more like he was talking to himself than to her. Amanda pushed her chin up and forward, felt the wet slobbery panties in her mouth and growled with dismay. The drift downward had stopped for a moment, she hung still. "Look at me!" he snapped, She closed her eyes in defiance and the next moment, he slapped her right breast, hard; th impact felt like a clapping board.
"Aauunngh!"
“Hey, look at me, you got nothing to fear, not as long as you listen and do as you’re told.”
“Yeah so don’t I?” Amanda thought with a weary gleam of irony, squirming and bucking in her ropes.

She looked up,

He moved his left hand up and probed thumb and index finger under her shorts, the next second rubbing in under her dove blue cotton panties, pressing down the flesh of her mound...Amanda was totally silent but for a low growl, inside she was fuming and facing a fear she had never known like this before. Feeling one of his hands cupping her breast and the other digging down over her sloping vulva, the rubbing of both made her eyes search for a steady point. She wondered just how many here would have entered her by the morning, her labia flinched at the thought - and her skin flushed like the moon gliding in and out of clouds above the distant house..
Suddenly she heard Hannah's cry - deep, mellow but now muffled. In Amanda's mind it was a call of what she had to be ready for: her gullet went thick and stocky as she felt his hands moving to the edge of her crack. "Tell me that you like this, hussy" he said in a drawling voice...

At the same time, he reached up with one of his hands to her feet and spun her halfway round, letting her see the rest of the room and her friends being molested.

What could she say? Tears crept down her throat as she shook her head. "Umm-nnghh!" He gave a smirk and pushed his fingers into her pussy, spreading it open. Amanda grunted three times as she felt herself shamefully fingered. "You want to get your mouth fucked first, hunny?" the man flung at her. She shook her head again and then felt the stinging bruises of her vaginal walls being rubbed and pinched.

***

Ryan speeded up his work as he saw the swelling butt, just under those shorts in front of him; Hannah’s ass had been fully lubed up and his eyes gleamed from watching her sweet rear dome: he was looking forward to getting the opportunity in full here. It was time to move: he dashed her ass hard and called out "hey bitch, mind separating your legs a little?" Hannah obeyed and he reached in front, undid the buttons and started pulling at the garment, bringing it downon her thghs. Hannah was visibly shaking in shame and fear, but he went on to grab her panties and pulled them down after.
Pushing his leg again hard at her knee, he pinched hard at her labia again; Hannah grunted and staomped hard. He rushed forward and whispered in her ear "Okay, my girl, now you're gonna be a good girl and lift your feet, one at a time, so your shorts can go off ya! Nod to show you understand." Hannah nodded.

Back behind her, Ryan sat down and patted her left foot. She lifted it and he pulled off the shorts and panties. then the other foot and they were fully off; he folded tham , putting them on the floor behind him. Then he cut some rope and lashed her feet together.

"You're walking nowhere girl".

He stood up,admiring her sleek flesh, but he had no time to lose. Rubbing his finger inside her pussy he could feel her first juices oozing out, and his swift finger pushed in and out, making her ass wiggle and twist, as if his finger had been electric. With those bound feet and hands, there wasn’t much else she could move. Wow!

Looking up he heard her moaning and realized that Alvin would pull the cock gag out any moment and push in his own dick...Ryan, too, reached forward now and tugged at her nipples, and in her soft skin he took care to rub in a few droplets of her cunt juices.
He wasn’t to wait any longer. Undoing his jeans the tall man brought his cock into Hannah’s ass, pushing deep and throbbing against her sphincter. She moaned in foul pain but he grabbed her hips and drove further. Her body shook as he pushed past. Leaning on her right leg with his own and pinning her there, he made a few thrusts and was steadily inside feeling her meaty butt belonged to him.

Amanda looked on in a sickly feeling of fear as the two men went to work on Hannah. The rigid curve of her friend’s back and her moans told her all she needed to know and more. Alvin pinching at her nipples again; Ryan pumping her ass; it looked like these guys were really bad and twisted. “One more time, slut” Ryan taunted and slapped her again as he worked her back. Amanda could feel her own pussy rubbed sore and pinched, but tilted her head rapidly to watch; in transfixed horror she saw Alvin chuckling at her buddy and then undoing the penis gag. Hannah gasped aloud and a long line of viscous drool spilled over her lips.
“Jeez, you stupid cunt, don’t rain on my pants” Alvin muttered and hurriedly brought up a hanky to wipe her mouth a little. Her cheeks flushed as he held her steadily by her temples. She gasped again and then licked her mouth, whispering “prrr…please don’t…”
“You talk too much, slave” he said and pushed his cock right in front of her mouth. “Come on, you know what you need to do!” Hannah's eyebrows lifted in disgust and fear.

***

Amanda had watched it unfolding for the past few moments, her mind lacing between what she saw and the outlook of her own slit which Michael was only too eager to explore. She twisted and squirmed, tugging at the hemp ropes binding her hands. ”Somebody’s gotta stop this” she thought dimly, even if she was aware that it wouldn’t be halted. Suddenly she felt a sharp lash at her back, then another one. It felt like if someone had thrown a brick at her, a sharp hard impact and then a fierce burning pain all over her skin. Oh God..another one. She cried out and started to sob, her shout muffled by the panties in her mouth.

Michael looked on and smiled, as he held up a buckled leather belt – not his own, but one that had been lying about – and prepared to strike her back again. “You want to get fucked the common way or you wanna suck my dick?” he muttered and laughed at her. Amanda was silent, her mind overloaded and feeling like she was being flung, bound just like this, into a dark well.

[Beatrice]

Michael was grinning lecherous and he wasn’t paying attention to anyone but Amanda. He was surprised when he was tapped on the shoulder. He turned around and saw Big Bob there and was even more surprised to get decked and he spent a few minutes on the ground afterwards. Bob just kept walking to Korah’s cage. Michael wasn’t about to follow. He knew the huge Indian could kick his ass. He just glared after him as he pulled himself to his feet. He grabbed Amanda’s hair and yanked hard, taking it out on her. He walked around beside the long bodied blond He walked around behind her and untied her hands, watching her for a moment and letting her stretch the long restrained limbs. He then walked around in front of her and pulled out his large but not yet excited shaft right in front of her gagged lips. *Get me started with those little hands of yours, please, Mandy.”

As the cock filled her numb mouth, Hannah almost instinctively sucked on it. It was wet, sloppy head and her eyes drifted closed. She whimpered in pair around the cock filling her mouth as her tight, virgin ass was plumbed by the brutal man behind her. She started to cry softly, the tears rolling over the cock fucking her face as she sobbed around the penetrating piece of meat. A small trickle of blood came out of her ass.

Bob came over to Korah. Her naked breasts were pouncing as she crawled towards him on her knees. Her nipples were hard. She wrapped her hands around the bars of her cage, rattling it slightly. She lowered her eyes sadly. Bob reached up and took one of her hands in his, pulling it from the bar, “Shhh…The cage is as much for your protection as your restraint. None of these brutes are allowed to touch you or he has to deal with me.”

“None of them except you,” Korah said dryly.

“Well,” Bob said, “it wouldn’t be fair to have the other girls all fucked and beaten and have nothing happen to you. You do need to be restrained for as long as your friends are, although you’ve already been hurt enough. Now, come here…” He reached up to place his hand on her head, drawing her towards the bars.

“What about my friends?” Korah asked, trying to pull away.

He gripped her by the hair, pulling her face to the bars and kissed her forcefully, her tongue pressing past her lips. He pulled back, looking into her eyes and not releasing his hold on her hair, near the roots. She whimpered faintly. “Listen, Korah, as long as you are in captivity, you may say to me whatever you wish but your body does not disobey again. If it does, your ass will be so red it will be a month before you sit down. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes, sir,” Korah said and he let her hair go. She sat up, tucking her thighs and shiny heels under her. “But what about them?”

Bob shrugged. “I don’t really care about your friends but these guys are messing up my art. I spent hours setting up each one of the bitches…sorry, each one of your friends…exactly how I wanted her. These guys are screwing up all my work just to fuck a few more holes. I left plenty for them to do but no. These crass brutes just want a rape fest. They don’t appreciate the true bondage artist. Anyway, I think I’ll move along in a short while. Not yet though. All of your friends do need to be cummed either in or on before we move on. We still have Hannah, Abigail and Amanda left.”

[gagged_Louise]

Looking at Korah, Bob knew he'd have to make her serve his purpose, and if she obeyed, he hoped it would make her friends stay calm and quiet too in these circumstances. She was a lovely pet, one that fit his dreams, and surely he could kindle her warmth? Her eyes seemed to promise it as he kept her head close to the bars and kissed her. watching her sleek skin he knew he would get closer and also make some use of her openings, and by that time she would be tied up. The thought of seing her beautifully bound, her ring gagged and red-tinted mouth open to him for the time he wished made him intensely hot.
"I'm going to protect you, sure" he said and let go of her mouth,m but still held her hand.

Don plainly couldn't get enough of Miriam as she kept sucking him: he didn't care that she was sweating and moaning, having her all to himself was such a treat. "Come on princess, you know you want to have a hard ride and your sloppy mind is gonna learn all of it..." he muttered as he drove his shaft deep down to the back of her mouth. "Aah, one more time" - the fierce push in his groins gew stronger as he forced her face right up and held her like a steering-wheel. "Uummmgh!" came her grunt as her mouth bulged from his dick. "What did you say, cumslut?" Don grinned and felt his head red and hard, her licking sending waves of sweet anticipation back to his brain.

Pumping Hannah Ryan was on a high ride and the feel of her meaty butt shaking under his cock made him jolt and work harder.He playfully slapped her butt with his hand to drive it home,and his movements began working in rhythm with her forced undulations. Her muffled crying went to his ears but he felt no pity, just smiled over at Alvin hwo was taking her mouth. "Make sure ya paint her face with some cum too, buddy!" - Alvin chuckled and drove his shaft deeper, just making sure her hair was out of the way.

From her inverted posture, Amanda began caressing Michael's erect dick. Her hands felt weary and a bit stiff -she'd been hanging upside down for more than an hour now - but she rubbed them against each other, then at his shaft, and managed a feeble smile. "I must be looking like a fool!" she thought but if she could do anything to help her friends she would, even hanging upside down like this and at his mercy. Bob's intervention did seem to indicate that at leat one guy here was not hellbent on fucking them out of their minds.

But no mistake, she thought, I'll have to lick him off while hanging like this. maybe others too? She looked straight forward, shoved the thought aside best she could and made long strokes at his balls, feeling how he grew even stifffer as he moaned with pleasure. Soon I'll have him in my mouth...

Jason kept flogging Abigail's back, preparing her and aiming to break her defiance; he loved seeing it lik this, how she was throwing herself to the sides as if she could escape. He was a bit surprised about Bob's antics but decided the guy had probably just had a bad shot of coke. Anyway, with the girls all tied up and secured, they were all safe and he had absolutely no intention of letting the young ladies go in the morning.

[Beatrice]

Miriam let out another attempt at speech around the ring gag which held her mouth wide open and the huge cock which stuffed it. It didn't do much more than bring her tongue up against the bottom of his shaft again, the balls slapping again into her chin. Miriam managed to left her fleshy, soft legs (bound together) up in the air and bring them down with a loud thud, hoping to get her point across to Don.

Hannah let out a low groan of protest as Alvin's cock made its way deep into her throat, her head still held in place by the stocks. Her defiant eyes had been replaced with the eyes of a sobbing, defeated girl as Ryan's cock slammed into her virgin ass. She shifted her head back and forth ever so slightly, her poor ass turning red.

Michael smiled as Amanda took his member in hand. It started to harder in her soft grip, eventully becoming a huge, thick, rock hard pistol pointed right at those still gag lips behind which were stuffed Korah's now soaked panties. Michael kept his eyes on those tiny denim shorts, one hand reaching forward to prod at Amanda's breasts.

Abigail forced herself to still, her back now striped with the angry welts produced by the whip. Instead of jerking again, she leaned forward and parted her muscled thighs, presenting herself in surrender, her position on her knees secured by the bonds on ankles and thighs.

[gagged_Louise]

Don pushed Miriam's face tight into his crotch and made sure she would not go off service. He could hear her grunts and whimpers but he would teach her that she had no reason to be uppity to him. You're here to serve my dick, better realize that honey. And other men’s dicks too, but mine first.

Her sudden growls and efforts to push her feet into the floor didn’t escape him, but if Miriam was thinking she could call for any attention that way she was badly mistaken. The girl clearly needed to have her mouth filled and pumped, and those beads of sweat on her forehead belonged in the larger picture.
His cock grew and grew, lodged inside the ring gag: he knew it would be hard to pull it out now but the ride was leisurely upwards to a crest..aaah..aah…He groaned aloud and shook her head as he shot his load deep into her mouth. Miriam trembled in her bonds as she had to swallow his thick, viscous fluids.

Alvin and Ryan were feeling delight at conquering Hannah, her slow, subdued movements between them showed that she had stopped fighting and accepted their mastery of her. Maybe in not too long she would be ready to see herself as a slave, Ryan thought. He pushed further into the ass and let his finger play between that opening and her pussy. Touching this sensitive area will make the bitch feel even hotter, he thought, and he was right. Soon Hannah’s moans grew even longer and deeper.

Jason put down the whip for a moment as Abigail was kneeling still in submission. The bound and silenced girl looked lovely, despite her sweaty, disheveled hair and her tired eyes. “Now you know this is really a bargain, we told you that already, huh…” he said and grabbed her shoulders, patting them roughly. “You’ll get away with a short term cheap thing, it’s never heard of again, and you’ll be initiated into some exciting love too..- he stressed every syllable of those words.
She softly shook her head a little and then looked bolt forward. Her eyes seemed to wet but he could hear no sobbing. Jason’s eyes wandered down to her pussy; he could glimpse her mound just above her thighs. To fuck her I’ll first get to tie her legs apart, he thought. To take care of the moment, he slapped her mound with his bare hand; her eyes closed as she panted and bit on the soaked panties.

Darting her eyes upward Amanda could see Michael’s hands fidgeting just above her breasts, sometimes rubbing them: she felt his soft touch but her mind was just uneasy about it. She kept fondling his cock and saw it was getting thicker and harder, her dizzy mind running in circles wondered if he would take her mouth or her pussy first. She breathed hard...

[Beatrice]

Bob's eyes wandered off Korah for a moment as he surveyed the men. Everyone had to come at least once before he moved things along. That was his rule. He was, therefore, waiting for Michael, Alvin, Ryan and Jason.

Miriam's open mouth was pressed against Don's crotch as the man came. The sticky fluid poured down her throat as she jiggled her feet. She pulled her right leg back, the fleshy thigh jiggling and the calf tensing as she also stretched her left leg out, trying to pull her ankles loose from the ropes which tightly bound them.

Hannah moaned around the cock which was pumping into her soft, wet, sloppy mouth, her eyes narrowing in determination as Ryan's fingers began playing with her sensitive area. Her expression deepened for a long moment before she suddenly jerked her head to the side, leaving her neck sore but managing to pull, at least for a moment, away from Alvin's dick. Her insolent mouth took a long gasp of air but she didn't scream or protest (at least she didn't protest as the men expected). Instead, she begged in a desperate tone, "Please move to my pussy, sir! I need your cock mastering my pussy!" Hannah's face had turned bright scarlet as she admitted this need. She immediately wanted to take it back but her head had already resumed its more comfortable position and Alvin's cock had resumed its place in her mouth. She now sucked eagerly to try and earn the reward of vaginal sex. She jerked her head forward a little to stretch her neck.

Abigail shook her head a few more times before Bob looked at her. He frowned a little, "Abigail, you know if you want to do the normal process, you can. Even if the other guys say shit about it, I can deal."

Abigal looked over, chewing her own saliva soaked panties as she took a long moment to consider. She wanted this humiliation to end. She wanted it to end badly. But it would be over and a record would keep her from going to college which would keep her from a career and ruin her life. She just shook her head again and Bob turned away. Abigail nodded to Jason and lowered those dark eyes. She kept those powerful thighs with those rough boots strapped to them, digging into the soft flesh, parted wide, exposing her now slapped and claimed mound. She was ready.

Michael didn't touch Amanda's shorts or her gag. His cock got tenser and tenser, starting to pulse with his cum. Still, he didn't move for any of her holes. Just as she could feel the first surge of cum pulsing out, he moved her soft hands and reclaimed his cock, aiming the hot, fast spurts at her eyes, her nose, her chin, her tits, covering her face, neck and chest with his hot, sticky cum and marking her in a way more humiliating and visible, if not more intense, than fucking any hole. He then took her hand and took control of one finger. He didn't just order her. He moved even her long, manicured finger to dip into the cum dripping on her neck. He moved her finger to her belly just above (or rather below) the waist of those tiny shorts and made her write, in his cum, "jappy, PROPERTY OF MICHAEL." He smiled and patted her outer thigh. "Good, Mandy."

[gagged_Louise]

(((OOC: switching into first person for these three ones, I'll be filling in with more on the others)))

(Amanda: )
Having tried for a while to prepare myself for the point when he'd remove my gag and push that sex gun into my mouth, my eyes follow him while the hands are working his dick.It's growing harder, more bulging - but it's not that..suddenly he pulls off, disengages my hands and - ah no, the jet of cumming flying all about my eyes, my nose, my neck and tits and arms. Totally dripping and sticky, my eyes are half clouded by this guy's cum, and man he's just laughing?!

The moment of shock makes this girl wriggle and tug in her ropes, one more attempt to show that I'm not in on this, not some dumb cumslut. But he just seizes my right hand and pulls it out from me, directing it by force up to my neck, and it's just making me turn out those muffled grunts. I'm shaking as he dips it into the fat fluids running there, grinning at me- "Good girl" he mutters. Oh my, and then it's down to my unstained, sleek stomach....
Of course he can hear me breathing and chewing into those panties, but he don't bother, just steadies my hand, pushing my index finger over the skin, making it write something. When I'm looking up there, knowing grunting won't produce any results, I can glimpse what he is making me inscribe on my own flesh:
"Jappie- Property of Mic..."
No! No! Nnngh!! I'm not your fuckslut or your property, you hood. get it? Wriggling again, out of reflex and looking out across the room where friends are being fucked hard and used, but he just smiles and finishes off his name, then says in an amused voice: "Good, Mandy.. You deserve a good fuck too, you know. In time..."
"Mmmmghhh!"
There's a sharp twist in his face as he slaps his cock at my right breast - once. twice. Looking over at Hannah being pumped by those two guys who are treating her like an animal, there's a chilling feeling going right from my heart and into my tits, my neck, my cheeks. They're using us like sex slaves, the word kicks in, sex slaves. The only on who isn’t at this point, I notice, is Koarah, but for how long? My mind is a half mess.

(Alvin: )
She's getting there, she's recognizing our hold on her. Her lips are at my cock, right where they should be, and no procrastinating, no idle talking. Hold it in, you know, that’s right girl, feel the pulse coming at ya,, driving you here you city missus. I really would like to use you more, for a long time, but guess the other ones will want some too.


(Don: )

Her head shaking, writhing in my hands as my lava jet gushes down into her. Outasight! All I hear her doing is pulling in air through her sculpted nose and grunting into her ring gag, feeling the sting of being so totally owned. This sleek, busty broad has longed to be taken care of and getting my cock in her mouth will fix her up, push her in the right direction.
And those soft, swelling legs like fallen pillars, I can see how much you want to get free but you’re not making it, baby…
Letting my dick erupt some more, I hear her grunting again, her head shaking and some of my jizzum pouring past the gagged lips and out on her chin.

[gagged_Louise]

Jason looked over Abigail, took in the kneeling coed girlie, her firm boots, her reddened, smacked breasts and the look in her eyes, a look that told him she was not fighting back. His gaze wandered to her mouth captured by the sodden panties and those red lips hidden under a fat wad of dark duct tape; looking up with open, pale eyes her face was there for all of them, but for him first. It was a face that intrigued him, made him hot, he recalled how she had needed help to get closer to release when they were out in the open. Now she was here, bound and ready, the kneeling figure heaving as she pulled for air and tugged silently at her ropes. he could sense the shreds of perfume that she had worn and her own, sweet-sour body scent.
"Well, we helped you get some heat off out there - or I ordered that bitch hanging upside down over there to rub ya" he said to her. His seyes strayed down to her pussy. "You don't want to get a black blot on your school record or spend time in a prison, so are you ready to obey. cunt? Nod yes if you agree, slavecunt."

[Beatrice]

Abigail closed her eyes tightly when Jason addressed her as a slavecunt. She looked up at him, visibly agitated. How could he do this to her? She was a good girl. She had tried to protect herself from him and proven helpless. "Mpphhgg!" she protested, a single tear running down her cheek before she nodded meekly. Yes, she was ready to obey.

Michael reaches down and gently takes the tape on Amanda's face in hand. Then he rips it sharply off. He gives her a moment or two to catch her breath before looking down at his large member, growing hard again. *Bring it to those lips, Mandy. Let's see what you can do."

Hannah's deep brown eyes looked up at Alvin, wondering if he would answer her as she sucked him off, the other man embedded in her ass.

Miriam batted her eyes.

[gagged_Louise]

Watching her keeping still in the dim light, Jason felt a surge of pleasure: she had accepted her surrender, she was the bound pussy he needed. Not that he wasn't considering some of the others too, but this one was his main slut, the one he would defend, care for and subjugate.. Her muffled, silenced mouth and her tense face made him feel red hot. "Good girl" he said, and leaned down, half.kneeling on his powerful calves opposite her to reach inside her thick cleft. As he put his hand down there her face went red for a moment, and when he rubbed her flesh she gave a raspy sigh. Right then he wished he'd had two cocks, he wanted to tear off her gag and fuck her mouth and at the same time enter her hot, muscular pussy.

"Jeez, I think you have a great little twat dwn there.And it's nben waiyting for me..." he said, chuckling.

She mumbled softly, fresh tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Don't worry cunt,. I'll teach you what a good fuck is about"
He reached out and grabbed her right upper arm, squeezing it hard and pressing it against her back. "I liked you so much when I made you go wet with the help of your friend, but nnow you're gona know me as I am! Such a high-end slut..." - he rustled her arm, making her wiggle on her knees, and heard her grown through her panties with fear. Jason gave a sharp, theatening tug at her hair: "You - are - my - slave - now - and - you- will - obey!" he purred.

Amanda felt the sharp, sweaty smell of the cock bulging in front of her lips and the rough muscles of the man ordering her to take good care of it. She had never been in a situation like this one and a minute ago, fear had almost frozen her. She knew exactly what he wanted, but it was so gross she found it hard to do it even now - and upside down! In her mind she counted "1- 2 - 3" aiming to open her mouth at three. It felt like it was just sewn up, and refused to do what she asked of it. She sighed heavily, nodded at him not to slap her, and swallowed a little; then she counted again, silently: 1..2...3. With an effort, she separated her jaws and took his cock between his lips. At once he helped her by pushing at her cheek, shoving her mouth further up across the shaft, and muttering "that's right, girl...never had that kind of balls to play with in school before, ha-ha..."

"Mmmmghhh!!" came her growl, broken by a low cough and then she started sucking him off for real, polishing his shaft with long, quick strokes. Soon she felt him idly rubbing her breasts with one hand, while he groaned and pushed at her mouth.

[Beatrice]

After awhile, the men did something odd. They untied the girls legs and arms, leaving their gags as they were and leaving whatever happened to be left of their clothing. They then tightly bound each girl's arm in a reverse hogtie and fastened a leather collar around the neck. They then attached the collars with a firm chain, forming the girls into a coffle. Jason then moved to Miriam, the first in line, and attached a leash to the front of her collar by which he could lead the entire group. He then started to lead them off, Hannah, Amanda and Korah being free to ask any questions.

[gagged_Louise]

(((OOC, for anyone reading this RP: it seems there will be some regrouping of the characters between the two of us here. More coming!)))

[Beatrice]

Watching Abigail keep still in the dim light, Jason felt a surge of pleasure: she had accepted her surrender; she was the bound pussy he needed. He was considering some of the others too, but this one was his main slut, the one he would defend, care for and subjugate. Her muffled, silenced mouth and her tense face made him feel red hot. "Good girl" he said, and leaned down, half-kneeling on his powerful calves opposite her to reach inside her thick cleft. As he put his hand down there her face went red for a moment, and when he rubbed her flesh she gave a raspy sigh. Right then he wished he'd had two cocks, he wanted to tear off her gag and fuck her mouth and at the same time enter her hot, muscular pussy.

Even as she protested into her gag, he pushed her forward, rapidly freeing his large and quite excited cock. Placing one hand on each athletic thigh, he carefully positioned himself and thrust into her. He grunted with pleasure as he pulled out a little and then thrust again and again and again until his hot seed squirted inside her helpless womanhood.

Mike grinned as Amanda took more and more of his cock. Her upside down mouth was fucking him hard. It had to as he had quite a grasp on that fake blond hair. He didn’t stop bobbing her up and down on him into he’d cum again, this time in her mouth. As she was still upside down, she could hardly swallow and the cum dripped down over her nose, forehead, eyes and hair after he withdrew, soaking her and marking her as his.

“Soon, Hannah, soon,” Alvin offered. It was the closest she would get to an answer as hot cum spurted into her mouth and her ass even as Don put another load down Miriam’s throat.

After awhile, the men did something odd. They untied the girls legs and arms, leaving their gags as they were and leaving whatever happened to be left of their clothing. They then tightly bound each girl's arm in a reverse hogtie and fastened a leather collar around the neck. They then attached the collars with a firm chain, forming the girls into a coffle. Jason then moved to Miriam, the first in line, and attached a leash to the front of her collar by which he could lead the entire group. He then started to lead them off, Hannah, Amanda and Korah being free to ask any questions.

[gagged_Louise]

To Hannah certain parts of her body felt half numb, while others - her head, her breasts, her legs and pussy - she was acutely aware of. Had she really asked, [i]begged/i] Alvin to fuck her most precious place? She had heard herself saying it, and she blushed as she sucked on his fat, hardening dick to be a good girl,. but Hannah had to face up: it had come from deep within her. She had knelt for these guys who had tied her up, who were taking her holes - and begged for release of her heat. Somehow it felt like passing a thin red line. What would happen next?
"You're a juicy little slut, you know this is something you'll be good at" Alvin said leisurely and she went scarlet. “we’ll soon get there, but it’s my decision, not yours, slave”. At her butt she could feel Ryan fingering close to her labia and snickering.

Amanda was struggling to keep her head clear somehow, sighing and taking in the male meat deep in her mouth. He pumped her almost like a football, pushing and holding her firmly with his hands so that she rebounded all the time. Knowing what he was putting her to, and what he had made her write with his cum on her own flesh, she was going to bits with shame now. Those heavy groans made him sound like a giant, and she felt his cock pushing at her tongue root and coughed. "Just take it in deep, slut" he said and pinched her nose.

She moaned with fear and humiliation as the man made her suck diligently and then finally came in her mouth. She gave gargling grunts but his hot sperm filled her and splashed out for the second time over her cheeks, her eyes, her hair. Her body squirming with arms hanging limp and her slit fingered, she sobbed feeling sullied by him, robbed of her self-esteem for now. Amanda's eyesight partly obscured by all the cum, she felt hurt and dizzy and didn't want to see any of these guys again.

Michael grinned at her and after two minutes he finally hauled her down. He tied her hands behind her back, made her sit down on her butt and wiped some of the cum off her face and breasts, though there were still spots and stains visible all over her. She felt cold as she looked furtively around, seeing her best friends bound too and being used like whores.
Later, she would not be able to remember clearly how they were brought outside and lined up. In the bleak moonlight, they were all put in file and their hands and arms bent up on their backs and roped, making them pant heavily and lean forward. Then the iron chain that leashed them together like negro slaves of old, though Amanda and her friends were all white. Jason pointed the way with a flogger as the girls were marched down a footpath over a meadow and then into the forest. Amanda leaned forward feeling the tug on her captive flesh; she was free to speak but fear and numbness was a very effective gag anyway to her mind. How many more will be using my pussy before this is through, she thought, trudging her bare feet along on the path. Around them the night birds were chirping and calling

Abigail muttered and cried into the gag as she felt him riding her pussy and pushing innto it. She was very aware now of her need, and she was beginning to trust Jason a little, but only just. So much more harsh and helpless things aight lie ahead. She moaned hard as he reached her soft spot. "Nnnnghhh...yyeeunmmmpff. p_eeeaase".

When he pulled out of her she sobbed softly, and it was all but impossible to get upright after he had untied her ankles. She nodded at her master to mutely ask for help, and he realized her legs must be half asleep by now and lifted her into standing. At first she felt like she would be falling helplessly again, and with her hands lashed into the reverse prayer position on her back, she might have hurt herself. She grunted sharply and to her relief, Jason dragged her over to the wall nearby and plopped her back against it. Standing there and making harsh, unsteady breaths, she could see her friends being fucked and the gradual mop-up of the scene.

As they were brought outside she felt the clear night air over the country, but she had little time to feel poetic about this. The chain linking her to Amanda in front of her and Miriam behind made a sharp tug from neck to neck as soon as they got moving. To make sure no one would make an attemopt at her privates, Jason had added a crotchrope itchng at her sore cunt. Mumbling into her panty gag, she was forced to march with the others into the forest, pines and birch rising high above them.

Miriam, still ring gagged and feeling overcome with humilation and a half-dazed anger after being forced to serve Don, staggered with muffled sobs onto the meadow outside, where the ropes forced her to bend. Her mouth, neck, pussy and breasts were aching and her state made her think of the Christian slaves who were flogged and sent off to die during the persecutions of some Roman Emperor. She dimly hoped this would be over by noon, but it felt a very long time to there.

Korah wondered what ever Bob and Jason could be up to as she finally ambled along on the cool, but mostly dry and half grass-striped path. She was in front and felt the tug on her from Jason's firm leash. When Bob tied her she had wanted to fight back - she alone had escaped being tied or gagged that far - but Bob had just ordered her to her knees and then told her to put her hands behind her back. When she obeyed, he'd tied the strong wrists and then forced her arms up inversely to push her hands up to between her shoulder blades. that moment really tested her obedience, but she was determined not to stir up trouble even when she was made helpless. In a way she felt she was more at one with her firends now that they were all bound and led away on a chain.

"Good girl" Bob had said and forced some rope around her breasts, bringing it wirily together with the ropes holding her arms. Now she really couldn't hold it - she sobbed and cried out, kicking slightly with her feet. Bob grabbed her head and shook her "What are you doing, hun? Listen kid, you can't go about..." and before they went out, he pushed a black leather ball gag between her teeth and strapped it tight to make sure he would have no further trouble. "Mmmmghhh!" Korah moaned at the humiliation and pain. Then he removed her stylish high-heels leaving them in a plastic bag in the cottage.

Outside she was put at the front of the slave caravan and with three of the men riding on horses and the others walking by, they set out into the forest.

[Beatrice]

The slave caravan was marched deep into the forest. Eventually, they came to a clearing where Alvin, Ryan and Don dismounted. All seven men faced their captives with icy expressions. Amanda actually did still have her sneakers on. They had never been stripped from her. However, the eyes of the men took in her long, bare legs and her perky breasts. They then looked over Abigail's athletic form, naked in her sneakers, collar and tape gag with panties inside. Miriam's plump figure in panties, socks and ring-gag got its fair share of stares. They only looked briefly at Korah, still fearing to offend Bob.

Jason smiled. "As you sluts might or might not know, Bob and I are rather close friends. However, I have decided to overrule him. You cunts are fit only for the collar and the collar is all you shall know until you're too old to be hot, maybe fifty or so. If you're good, we might work something out in thirty years. However, if you're bad, you'll be put down at that time. Amanda, your cock holster has been left open. It wasn't really done to facilitate conversation but you might as well respond on behalf of your friends."

[gagged_Louise]

Amanda looked around, from her crouching position. She tried to get her back a bit more straight, out of the humiliating hunched posture forced by the ropes and coffle chain, but it was hopeless. And the darkness and what she had gone through earlier during the night made her shiver:
"I...I didn't think...We are not..just cunts..." she said haltingly.

Some of the men laughed, and Michael replied "Oh so you're not a cunt? I thought I could feel just that wet hole in you when you hung there like a block of meat. What does it say on your belly?"

She winced, looking around at the men on their horses and sensing the present threat. Who knew what these men might do next if there was some overt protest? And what chance did they stand, five girls bound, naked and mostly gagged?
"That was not like...I didn't ask to be hung up", her voice sank almost to a whisper, "and fucked..."
The end of her reply was drowned out by the hoots of Alvin, Jason and Ryan. Michael added, turning the knife in the wound to her pride:
"Says clearly on your body that you're "property of Michael", slave cunt. You wrote it yourself. I can sell you if I don't want you, ship you overseas in a cage to a brothel in Russia, do you understand? Anything more, cunt?"

Amanda fell silent, and her gaze went to the ground. Then a grunting, slushed sob: "Nothing."

[Beatrice]

"Hold on, guys! Hold on," Jason said. "She is more than just a cunt. She's a pair of thighs, a pair of tits, an ass and that little mouth of hers too!" The other men laughed. Jason shook his head after a moment. "Seriously, Amanda, we know what you are. You're a very vibrant, spirited and intelligent young woman. That's the only kind worth owning. The illusion you seem to have is that that's enough to warrant freedom. It isn't. Any...questions?"

[gagged_Louise]

"But hey, owned?" it flashed through Amanda's mind, at once tired and hyperactrive. She cocked her head fa bit feebly and looked at Jason. "You mean, he owns my body - me as a...person?" She nodded to Michael, and tried again to sound assertive, but it felt impossible. Before Jason even answered, she added "Or you guys together - you own all of us?" She felt the presence of her forcibly silenced friends, thought of their parents, brothers, sisters and their school romances - thoughts jumped through her head to and fro. He was saying they would be somehow serving this bunch for - many years, like cumbucket whores to be used at will.

"I'm not sure I signed up for that" she said slowly, but before the phrase was finished the men were laughing again, and she knew that what she said just before - "you own all of us?" had weakened her argument. It was an open door, it was going to make them feel even more united toward them.

"Of course we own all of you, young lady. You've been sold, you sold yourself by accepting to let us take what we wanted and take protection of you. You could have backed off, but you took the deal, and now we have full power over you girls. You are bright and pretty, and well worth knowing, but you're owned, and the most obvious proof of that is that any of your holes can be filled by us whenever we wish. And you will learn how to talk in a way that recognizes the fact" He made a pause and smirked: "You already know what your mouth can be used for to show you're a good girl, don't you, slut?"

Amanda knew there was nothing she could reply that would have bearing on what Jason had said. Finally she mumbled, "Yes, Sir."

Abigail, a few feet behind Amanda, made muffled sounds into her stuffing panties and still felt the bruises where jason's whip had hit her. She was tired, so tired she would almost have wanted to kneel if that hadn't been so obvious, but she grasped that they were not coming home soon if thse men had their way, They had somehow become the - slaves of these men? Jesus. She cursed the light-heartedness that had made them get those drugs, she growled again. and at the same time felt the crotchrope digging into her furrow and making her squirm. Some of the men were starting to look at her. Despite herselff, she growled: "Mmmmghhhh!!"

"What's that, whore?" someone said.

"Shush - quiet, Abbie" Amanda called to her.

Tears were pouring over her chins and at the same time she felt the grinding motion in her crotch. Her heart pounded - was this how it would be? Her right to her own body, her own decisions broken down? And now - are they going to use me in front of all---

[Beatrice]

It was Don who first moved towards Abigail. He unlinked her collar in front and behind and led her by her chain further into the clearing. He wrapped his hand in her hair and started to push down but Jason held up a hand once more, causing Don to hold for a moment. "Don't force her to her knees just yet. In fact, none of you will be positioned for the next little while. Instead, you will be ordered into position. You are expected to obey instantly and without question. If you fail to do so, you will be punished severely and then you will be forced to obey the original command. I am going to divide you girls up now. Don may have Abigail, Bob Korah, Mike Amanda, Alvin Hannah and I reserve our chunky little redhead for myself." The girls were divided up swiftly enough, two of the men wandering off disappointed.

Don looked at Abigail, removing her chain completely. The collared athlete was drenched in sweat by now, her dark hair clinging to her head. Her hands were bound tightly in a back prayer and her mouth well gagged with panties and tape. Sneakers and socks adorned her feet but she had no other garment. "Kneel, slave," he said firmly.

Hannah, still dressed from the waist up and ungagged, was tied before Alvin. He reached down and gently touched her sex, checking for moisture. "Alright, Hannah. Let's start with just words. Words have a lot of meaning, you know. Repeat after me. Hannah is a slave girl."

Bob, meanwhile, took the gagged and breast bound Korah aside. He beamed down at her, a genuinely loving Master. He reached behind her and pulled out her gag. "Korah, you simply are ordered to answer one question honestly. Do you love your Master?"

Mike had Amanda, collared and dressed in her tiny pink shorts and her sneakers. Her hands were bound well up behind her back. He took a moment to look over her long legs. "Spread your legs, Mandy."

Jason himself was looking over Miriam. He looked at the ring-gagged redhead in panties and socks for a long moment before pulling out a small clamp. He started to reach for her nipples but shook his head. He took the fatty flesh of her thigh and pinched it, clamping the harsh metal clamp on it. He then moved to her other leg and repeated. He did this around her thighs, putting about a dozen evenly spread and quite painful flesh clamps on each thigh. He then freed her hands. "Don't remove them or the gag," he said and then he simply walked off out of sight.

[gagged_Louise]

Hannah looked up into the face of the man who had fucked her mouth, whose cock had stuffed her back at the house. She swallowed, but sensed there was no return. "Hannah is..a slave girl" she said.
"Louder. What is Hannah?"
"Hannah is a slave girl" she said with a bit more force and sting; her face went very red, though no one could see it clearly. She tugged hard at the ungiving ropes on her wrists, feeling defeated and tossed into something quite new.

Amanda spread her long, sleek thighs in the grass. She felt slutty, but he had already pushed on to so many parts of her body and resistance was not an option for now - he actually held her neck on a chain. With every ten minutes, more of her freedom seemed to be taken away from her.

Kneeling before Don, Abigail would have wanted to cry and to get a big hug by someone and to be told this was all a bad dream, but she knew it wasn't. She looked up at him, her mouth forced shut - she knew it might be opened only to make her suck a cock, or two cocks...Kneeling powerless and degraded her big, round eyes tried to ward him off. "You look so sexy bound and silenced like that" he said, "I know we will have lots of fun together"
"Nnnnghhhhh!" - it rose with a raspy, muscular sound now that she knew none of them would be spared and that these guys really saw them as their chained slaves. he can see my naked, hairy pussy right there, and the crotchrope going down into it, and I can do nothing about it, she thought. If he slaps my face or pees on me there ain't a thing I can do.

Feeling the ring gag extracted, Korah breathed hard. He helped her get the drool off her lips and nose but didn't bother about the wet and filth that had landed on her breasts. "Yes...Yes, I love my Master" she said.
"Good girl" he said, looking down at the kneeling girl. "I'll have you begging to suck my cock in time, like she did for him" - he nodded at Amanda.
Korah blushed heavily. "Your hands are bound, Korah, you can't guide yourself any more. Are you a needy cunt?"
She swallowed hard, tears went to her eyes. He waited, and then tapped his boot into the ground. "Well?"
"I..Y-yes, I am a hot, needy cunt."

Miriam knelt on the grass, her hands at the sides of her hips. Feeling like a muted animal she loked around at the ghostly, almost ritual scene as her friends were made to say they were slaves and deserving to be fucked. She didn't dare to remove the itching clamps even as they cuut inot her flesh, if she tried one of the men would certainly see it and report her, and she would be punished. She arched her back and moaned in a low voice, at a loss for what to do.

[Beatrice]

Alvin reached up and gently stroked her dark hair. This was definitely a different side of him than she had seen in the house. "However, if Hannah is a good slave girl, she can get some rewards. Do you remember what you asked me for back in the house?"

Michael smiled as he looked over Amanda. Then he crouched down and placed his hands on her calves, just above the tops of her socks. He then moves up, feeling her knees. He then made his way to her thighs, groping her outer and inner thighs gently and pressing at the crotch of her shorts without opening them. "Who owns these legs, Mandy?"

Don did, in fact, give Abigail a hard slap to the face. "You're the most miserable, spoiled, self-absorbed little slut of the whole bunch. You aren't even worthy to lick the soles of my boots, much less suck my dick. Maybe if I sell you I can get a good slave with the money. Some people like dumb tomboy sluts."

"Do you know something, Korah?" Bob asked. "Your Master loves you back." He leaned forward and kissed her gently on the lips, one hand running through her dark hair. "Now, kneel," he said.

After awhile, Jason came back to Miriam. "You may remove your gag and clamps. You have passed a test in obedience."

[gagged_Louise]

It came so unexpectedly. Abigail flinched and the sting of fear hit just before his knuckles hit her cheek and the side of her nose. She tried to bend off a little, but that wouldn't lessen the impact. She had never been hit to the face before and feeling the burning sting and munching into those drenched panties as he called her a cunt and a wortless slave, she broke down crying. Her bound wrists rolled high on her back as she bent her head and cried, swallowing some of her sodden tears and coughing. Little worthless slut, you dirty self-possessed cunt, she heard him rapping it out. She looked up again and met his angered eyes and it sank in: he had said he might sell her. The thought was surreal, but Jason had said just a few minutes before that one of her best friends could be sold as a sex slave and shipped in a cage to Russia if she didn't prove to be good.

The thought made Abigail feel frozen, and as she looked up fear and a sense of wishing to be a good girl kicked in. Her head bobbed as she shook with tears, anger at him first, but then a need to be pleasant and win his affection. Lumps of tears swelled her throat and made her shake her head. She barely noticed that Amanda was looking at her.
"Please...Ummmghhh...I shall be...good slut" she grunted into her cruel gag, the words only half intelligible.
"You think you can try to be a valuable slut?" Don said slowly and letting each word go in.
More tears flooding her throat and spilling into her bared cleavage. "If you are not, I may have to sell you." She shook as if he had whipped her in the face, and made a dog-like, long cry, her belly pounding and gleaming as she sobbed on her knees.


Amanda looked up at Michael, straining to control her voice. "You do, they're ...your thighs."
"That's right, slave Amanda. Even if you're hot, from now on you will learn how to remain close to me and please me - me and all the band."

He tugged at the crotch of her shorts, pushing his fingers gently against her mound under them. Amanda sighed almost inaudibly with a mixture of fear and turn-on.

[Beatrice]

"I shouldn't have been able to hear that," Don noted in faint irritation. He tugged the tape off of Abigail's mouth and pulled the panties out, placing them on the ground. He didn't forbid her to speak but neither did he speak to her. He rose and grabbed her by her raven curls, pulling her from her knees to her feet. He then forced her back down, positioning her in a sitting, rather than kneeling, position. He began to slowly untie her boots and slipped them off. He then slipped off her dirty, stinky socks and placed them on the dirty ground with her panties. He took a moment to get out a roll of tape, allowing the clothing time to pick up dirt. He then lifted it, pressed in on her cheeks and forced the panties into her soft mouth first. The socks followed one at a time. He pulled her hair up and tightly, tightly wound the tape over her mouth and around her head. When he finally cut the tape from the roll, she was in no position to make any but the faintest grunt. "There we go," he noted, patting her gagged mouth lightly. He reached down and twisted her nipple, hard. If she was properly secure, he would hear no noise from her screams.

Michael pulled his hand back. Without explanation he asked, "What was an ordinary day like for Amanda before she became a slave?"

[gagged_Louise]

Abigail felt as if she was falling, tugging blindly at the ropes holding her arms and hands, she shook with suppressed terror. The man was treating her like she was nothing but three holes to use, a dumb whore, and no one here would help her. Chewing at the panties and socks she felt like puking, but the dripping, slightly cold feel of the stinking wool kept her body from it. But she couldn't stop herself from crying. Her head kept bobbing in fits as she sobbed and tried to find a way to get at least half upright. When she felt her right nipple being pinched and twisted around she bit hard, telling herself not to scream. "Uummgh...Aah..NNNNNNGHHHH!!" she let loose in abrupt, bitter grunts separated by silence.

"Slut!" Don muttered and slapped her gagged face hard, making her countenance rock backwards. She felt as if she had been transported to some stone age wood eight thousand years ago.

Amanda watched in fear, her face freezing. Then she began, haltingly: "Slut Amanda used to see her friends from school most nights, and she liked running and dancing..."

[Beatrice]

"No, not Slut Amanda," Michael corrected firmly. "Miss Amanda Glickman. As you tell me of your past life, you will always, always refer to yourself as Miss Amanda Glickman. She was such a happy, lucky, proud, vibrant, carefree young lady, after all and I want you to recapture in full the pride and comfort of your freedom. So, go on. Miss Amanda Glickman liked to run. Was she on the track team?"

[gagged_Louise]

Amanda swallowed.. "Yes, Amanda was one of the best girl runners of her school and she would be a mainstay in school track events. She went to ballet classes too, and sometimes she would be doing show dancing too. She and her friends would go out on the town to have fun...She might not be in with any special guy, but that crowd were a feisty lot...".
The feeling of her clit was getting into a slow but steady thump. Watching Abigail on her knees and crying into the thick socks-and-tape gag, and at the same time feeling the ropes binding her arms and wrists, truly holding her powerless, she was starting to feel increased arousal and some of her words came out a little slurred. She began wiggling her body softly, aware that Michael would see it but also for herself.

Korah slowly went to her knees, her nude skin shining with a pale hue in the moonlight. She worked to keep as upright as she might, at no price did she wish to topple over from her own weight as she went down. Her lips tensed as she looked up at him. "I am a slave" she said, "your slave Korah".
"That's right. Does my slave feel tickly in that cunt?" Bob asked.
"Y-yes...your slave can't stop herself from feeling...hot, Sir." She swallowed hard.

Miriam nodded at Jason and brought her hands up to her left nipple; she reckoned she would cry out and so she preferred to wait with removing the gag. Hands shaking slightly, she reached for the point of grasp with her right hand, rubbed at the swelling skin around and then pulled at the spring. She breathed hard: "Uuuunnnghhhh..." as the pinchers lifted out of her flesh; it was every bit as bad as she had guessed.

By the time she had got the ring gag out two minutes later, she was crying and keening openly. She felt too tired to form any words, but the phrase "my mouth is a cunt now" whirled around in her head.

Abigail felt the stinging swipes like more blows to her self-esteem, but when looking right up at him she could no longer think of any safe space from which she should direct her protest. They were so totally given over to these men, and they had even surrendered themselves for free sex in a way, so what could she do? When she tried to close off what was going on she felt as if she were in a bubble with only herself and Don - no way she could stop being aware of him. She bit into the slimy, packed socks and panties, searching for Amanda's far-off eyes, and then looking back at...him. She couldn't even remember when she had been on her knees for anyone since she was a litttle girl, except in the starting blocks and ready to run. As he went on twisting her nipples, Abigail tried to force herself to be a good girl and to stop moaning, but she knew that would send the pain deeper into her body and mind. She had no choice but to swallow up what he dealt her, to try to contain it as it flowed over her mental barriers. "Nnnnghh!! Ooohh...no! MMmmoummerrgghh..." she grunted like a whipped donkey..

"Yes" Hannah said, looking up at Alvin. "I asked you, Master, to...fuck his girl."
"Oh, you asked me, cunt" he said sneering slightly.
"Forgive me. Slave Hannah begged Master to fuck her."

[Beatrice]

Mike backhanded Amanda hard across the eye and then gripped her firmly by her fake blond hair. He jerked back, pulling painfully on her scalp as he forced her eyes to lift up to meet his. He tightened his grip as his furious gaze bored into hers. "What did you do wrong, slut?"

"How do your breasts feel?" Bob asked Korah as he reached down to lightly pinch her nipple as he watched her restrained breasts turn a purplish color.

Jason gently gripped Maital by the arm and walked her further through the woods in her collar, panties and socks. He pulled her further through the woods to a hidden cabin. He walked her over to a device and bent her over. Her legs were straight but her back was at a ninety degree angle. He then strapped her head down onto the device and tied her hands behind her back. It held her steady and presented her rump. She could hear him kindling a fire and then he moved to fit a bit into her mouth. "Don't be afraid to bite down."

Don finally stilled his hand, running it casually through Abigail's hair. He pulled on her leash and walked her to the same device Miriam was strapped to. He bent her down and strapped her neck to it before removing her gag. He gave her some water in a squirt bottle before replacing it with a bit.

"Present yourself," Alvin ordered Hannah.

[gagged_Louise]

Amanda winced with the sudden surprise. Did he really ahev to teach her this? She thought hard for a few moments, then said in a pale voice "Your slave Amanda did not keep still, although she had not been given permission to move. The slave begs forgiveness, Master."

Korah clamped her mouth shut and compressed her voice into a muffled, subhuman grunt as her nipples were torn. She tried to keep a low voice until she had some hope of not crying out if hse opened her mouth, then she separated her lips: "I...I deserve this...I am...just go on..."

Bent along the two wooden scaffoldings, muffled and bound, Abigail and Miriam looked each other into the eyes. Abigail had been through a good deal already and struggling, trying helplessly to pull at her bonds, she felt slightly fatalist but also turned on. We are sisters in slavery, she suddenly thought looking at her friend, or we will be. Nobody knew they were here, they could be used for whatever these men wanted or strung up in a tree or... Her cunt was suddenly going moist with the images...then she felt the smoke and crackling heat and wondered what would be happening next.

[Beatrice]

"No, you big, stupid, slut. I instructed you to refer to yourself as Miss Amanda Glickman and you called yourself Amanda. You will say, in full, Miss Amanda Glickman everytime you refer to yourself in your old life. You have one more chance to tell me about it correctly. If you fail, your tongue will be cut from your mouth without further ado. I don't give a shit if you move. You're restrained tight enough," Mike said, still holding her hair tight.

Bob frowned, "No, you don't, Korah. I love you. You are my slave but not like these other sluts are the slaves of their masters. Your happiness matters to me. If you really aren't into something, you, alone among the slaves, may tell me and I will usually fix it." He kissed her lips lightly. "So how do your breasts feel, dearest? Tell the truth."

The next thing Abigail and Miriam felt was intense heat approaching their left cheeks. Miriam's thick, white cheek and Abigail firm tan one alike had brands pressed into them, seering the flesh as the men held them steady. The men were horny but even the most dedicated masochist would likely have felt nothing but agony on the girls' side, much less these new captured sluts. Without their bits, tongues would have been bitten off. As soon as the brands were pulled away, the men were rubbing those asses with ice and soothing palms to clean the brands and ease the women's pain. They were hard men but even they felt a bit of sympathy at this. They then moved around to show each girl her brand, J on Maital and D on Abigail. They then unhooked the bits and stuck water bottles into their mouths, letting the girls suck the water for a bit.

[gagged_Louise]

Amanda shivered slightly, then gathered her voice: "Feeling...hard and a bit swelling..." She coughed and blushed in the moonlight, then looked up at him. "Please forgive me. Using my full name when I'm speaking of myself back in the day, that's fine. I promise to do that. But how do I refer to myself now, if you ask this girl how she feels or what she'd beg for?"

Abigail felt tension slamming through her. She had been used as a doll for the past few hours and now she looked in awe at the marks that told her and Miriam they were seen as some kind of human chattel. She started sobbing and hissing under the pain and humiliation, she just couldn't believe it. She was stamped, branded as a slave, no one would ever be able to remove it. Chained and used for anything they'd ask. Mommy, mommy! Worse still, she could feel her clit twitching softly.

[Beatrice]

Mike sighed as though she were pestering him, "Amanda, you are restricted by more orders and my rules. If I haven't bothered giving an order yet, then you have a choice until I take it away. Just I or me works for now. Now, please talk about your old life according to instructions. Remember, just one slip up means that tongue is gone. Then you won't have to worry about how to refer to yourself."

Don ran his hair idly through Abigail's dark curls, gentler now that she was branded. "You are allowed to talk, girl."

[gagged_Louise]

Korah felt blood rushing through her chest as her nipples were steadily wrenched. She squirmed trying in vain to free her hands. "Please...you must?" she moaned. "It hurts and it tears at me, feels so..."
"You're feeling hard too? I can see the reddened colour."
Korah swallowed, then she groaned with pain. When she opened her eyes, it came in a half-whisper: "Y-yes...hard and yummmy..."
Amanda swallowed. "Miss Amanda Glickman was one of the best girl runners of her school and she loved to be around the sports events. She was proud of herself, and she'd gone to ballet classes.."

Out of the corner of her eye she watched Bob and Korah. "If you're feeling hardened and rosy from this it means you do enjoy it, slut.So you need it..." Korah blushed: "yes"

You know I can take any of your holes at all times"
Korah nodded. Amanda saw it and at the same time she noticed Maital and Abigail were gone. They had been taken somewhere, what was going on? The thoughts diverted her attention, and when Michael thumped his boot into the ground, "Well?" she hurriedly went on:

"Going to the movies was something Amanda enjoyed very much..."
The next moment she stopped, and her face went white:"No...n-no!"
He slapped her face: "Worthless slut!"
Amanda burst into tears: "Please gag me, please just...I promise I will suck you off a hundred times..."

[gagged_Louise]

(((OOC: Editing out the two last lines of the above, from "He slapped her face" onwards)))

[Beatrice]

Korah felt blood rushing through her chest as her nipples were steadily wrenched. She squirmed trying in vain to free her hands. "Please...you must?" she moaned. "It hurts and it tears at me, feels so..."

Bob nodded and reached down, unbinding her breasts and kissing them gently. “There you go, sweetie.”

Amanda swallowed. "Miss Amanda Glickman was one of the best girl runners of her school and she loved to be around the sports events. She was proud of herself, and she'd gone to ballet classes.."

She noticed Maital and Abigail were gone. They had been taken somewhere, what was going on? The thoughts diverted her attention, and when Michael thumped his boot into the ground, "Well?" she hurriedly went on: "Going to the movies was something Amanda enjoyed very much..." The next moment she stopped, and her face went white:"No...n-no!"

He growled at her as he grabbed her by her fake, blond hair. He pulled her over to the fire and got out implements, swiftly cutting out her tongue and then cauterizing the wound with heat.

[gagged_Louise]

Amanda wished she could have thought beforehand. She sobbed quietly as she was hauled up and dragged over to the fire. One of the other men - she didn't recall later whom - held her tongue out with two hard pinchers, while Mike prepared the knife. When he held the heated blade in front of her tongue she sniveled and shut her eyes in terror.
The hot cut was terrible - she cried aloud, and for a while she just passed out. When she woke up, she could feel an abysmal, tearing pain in her stumped tongue root. She fell to the ground, her arms and hands still bound on her back, growling and moaning. To make her sounds less conspicuous, Michael shoved in a bit of a conifer cone into her mouth and tied a scarf over to keep it in. Although he had seen to put a wad of cotton between the cone and the mauled promontory that had held her tongue, soon the movements of her mouth had shoved some of the cotton aside and the wooden tips were scratching into the burnt surface of her flesh. Her breasts, at the same time, were pressed toward the grassy, craggy earth. She groaned like a hunted down, bound donkey.

Korah felt an intense wave of aching running through her breasts as the chafed skin was exposed. It was a bit as if comon had splashed cold water on them. Gratifying that he admired her girl parts, but she would desperately hav wanted to reach with her hands and rub and protect her tits. That was not to be, however. She tugged at her wristropes and waited for what would come next. She suddenly noticed Hannah was the only other girl left nearby.

Hannah, still kneeling on the ground, spread her legs a little and turned her body in an attempt at a graceful twist. Her white tee was thoroughly sodden with sweat, damp and cum now, she wished it were gone. "Would you like to have some more free sight?" she said with a thin smile, "If it feels good, please pull off my shirt..."

Tugging at the ropes that held them and thinking of the brands they had just received, Abigail and Maital waited uneasily for what would happen next. Would they have to work as country slaves, cleaning and working in the fields and sucking cock all day? They felt pushed into themselves as they waited for morning to arrive.

[Beatrice]

Michael grabbed Amanda by the arm and pulled her up to her sneakered feet, walking her over to a chair where he sat. He smiled slightly, pushing her to her knees. He ran his hand through her fake blond hair, sighing slightly regretfully. “The chatty, gossipy, prattling Miss Amanda Glickman, stripped of the power of speech. I suppose a lot of men who had to put up with your nagging would thank me. Still, I didn’t like that. You made me do it though. Don’t doubt again that I’ll do what I say I’ll do.”

Bob smiled as he took hold of Korah’s breasts, gently rubbing and massaging the suffering flesh even as he leans forward and kisses her slightly on the forehead. “You’re a good slave, Korah. What do you want for your reward after your branding?”

Alvin responded by cracking his whip on Hannah’s athletic, toned ass cheek, hard. “Legs wide, lean forward, present your sex, keep your head forward and your eyes down. No one cares if a dumb tomboy slut likes her clothes.”

“We said you sluts are allowed to speak,” Jason said to Miriam and Abigail.

[gagged_Louise]

Amanda looked up at the man who had made her his property and robbed her of speech for the rest of her life and even thrown away her tongue into the forest. Her blood was rushing, her mind almost refused oi understand what had happened to her. But the pain in her mouth and her bound arms were all too real. "Uuunnnghhhhh!!" - she heard herself making an inarticulate, muffled sound into the makeshift gag. She growled again, and then shook her head and started weeping helplessly. Naked and bound and with her tongue cut, she was little more than an animal. She could see the form of his bulging cock under his pants.

Sweating heavily, Hannah spread her thighs and pushed her mound upwards while looking obdiently down. Will he fuck me alone or will I be banged by the others too? she thought.

"Branded?" Korah thought. Are they really going that far or is it jut some cranky joke way of speaking. He's likable in a way, but...where are they taking us? It already felt like they had travelled five hundred miles since yesterday.

"I would like something to eat..P_ease Master. And a beer" she said. "And to see the other girls. Please would you see to that we're kept together.".

"Miriam was the first to speak: "Where do you intend to keep us as...slaves?" She would have wanted to point out that slavery was illegal under US law, but she sensed she had better approach that issue a bit more obliquely.

[Beatrice]

Amanda wasn't naked. She was topless and her little shorts left her legs bare but Mike had never bothered stripping her all the way. He didn't seem to plan on doing it right now either. He simply ran his hands through her hair as though petting her. His cock was quite hard but he was being gentle for the moment, letting her adjust to the loss of her tongue. She could have a moment to kneel in peace.

Alvin unzipped and unbuttoned his pants, pulling out a hard member which he forced roughly into Hannah's tight sex. He thrust in and out, slowly but firmly, pressing all the way inside of her, claiming her as his.

Bob kissed Korah lightly on the lips, "You can eat and have a beer, love. Unfortunately, I can't swear for the other girls. They have their own owners to worry about. Just because I care for you doesn't mean you can forget that you're a thing now, a piece of property, for the rest of your life."

Jason unhooked Miriam from the rack, helping her to her feet and attaching a leash to her collar. Don did the same for Abigail. It was Jason, however, who spoke. "I have a cage for you in my basement, Miriam. You might get a larger living space later if you're good."

[gagged_Louise]

Looking up at him, arms and hands still bound firmly on the high of her back, Amanda wailed and sobbed. In a flood of light she saw how they had been driven down this alley, herded like sheep, and turned into sex slaves, but when she tried to pinpoint to herself when they should have resisted, it turned vague. The thoughts just irked her: she knew she had only had half chances to speak up and would these guys really have listened? Still she had not dared, and now they were lost. Her best friends had been taken somewhere, had been treated like cheap cunt whores, and she knew that before sunrise she would go to the same place. And it would mean lifelong slavery. Oh my God!

Sensing the foul, tearing conifer pinching the base of her tongue root, she was so lost that her earlier life seemed to drift. But his eyes were inspecting her breasts and her sputtered, greasy face. Soon she would be fucked hard and...

Hannah moaned as Alvin plunged in-out, in-out in a steady rhythm. It hurt, he was too big for her and she thought with fear of how she would be used by this man for the time to come, most likely years. Her hands dug into her back as she tried to get a more comfortable position. His heat was harsh and rough, never gentle, but the groaning left no doubt that he enjoyed having her bound and ready like this.

Bob's talk of her and the others as property made Korah slightly dizzy, she was too tired to fully register what it could mean. Her mind wanted to creep into a cozy corner. "You know, one more...after the branding is over I want to...get some sleep, I could use that" she mumbled. Leaning forward and feeling the heaviness of her arms bound up behind her, she felt as if her whole being was concentrated in her crotch, and she had to make an effort to sit steadily wearing the high heels.
Bob laughed. "Sleep? You're lucky if you'll get any sleep - I don't think so, slave!"

Miriam and Abigail stood uneasily, their hands firmly tethered behind their backs. Almost totally undressed, dirty hair, cum spattered faces and wearing leather collars which the men now tugged with leashes, and then the burnt-in marks - they knew they looked like beasts, or women about to be killed with impunity in a civil war. At least these men didn't seem to be planning on murdering them, but they had made them slaves and cut the connection to their earlier lives. Looking at the dark trees behind the cabin, and the night sky above, Abigail wished she could cry, but she felt so emptied it just wouldn't do. All that came from her was a low, silly whimper. "Let's march them tied to the saddles of our horses, shall we?" Don suggested to Jason.