2 Days Ago
Visably upset, Laura ran inside the barn. I wondered if this was another set-up to get me brutally whipped and tortured again. But that was not the case. She rushed into my arms and I hugged her tight.
"Pete, we must get out of here! I saw Pat with Valerie." I told her I'd seen that too. "I also heard Pat talking on the phone. She left the speaker on, and they plan on sending you and me to the island. There is another younger male stud at the auction where we were." Laura sobbed. "He will be sent here to take your place."
Laura clung to me tighter. She continued in between sniffels, as she laid her head on my chest.
"Pat no longer needs me as well!"
I held her by her shoulders told her we can't just walk out. They would sic the bloodhounds on us and shoot us. They confiscated our cell phones, but maybe one of the trustees I have befriended will allow me to use hers.
Then Laura told me they are having another party, with us as main attractions.
Saturday evening rolled around and sure enough Laura and I were used and abused by all the people from the Cartel, who came from far away places. Cocks and pussies were continuosly shoved into our faces. Strap-ons were liberally used; Laura was fucked repeatedly, vaginally and anally. Often, a cock was in my mouth while either a cock or a strap-on was in my ass.
I was on my knees while deep throating a big cock, when I heard what sounded like helicopters overhead. People were screaming and running as the whirlybirds landed. I laid face down on the ground. I heard voices. ..."Stop where you are!".....Then I heard gunshots.
In what seemed like five minutes all was quiet. I lelt a hand lift my head up. I focused my eyes. It was Mark my old owner. I grinned. "We got your message, it's all over. We'll take you back." When I got to my feet, I also saw Merrill. She rushed over to me and hugged me. "We're sorry Pete, we had no idea this shit was happening here. There is no way we would allow you to be sent to any fucking isand to be tortured to death."
I looked around and all of the people from the Cartel had been arrested; Cruella, or Pat to some people, was lying on the ground with blood oozing from her body. I had a hard time feeling sorry for her.
Then I saw Laura and I introduced her to Mark and Merrill. They remembered her from the auction and agreed to take her back home too.