Ashley shuddered as the mysterious man stroked her hair. An action that should be comforting turned suddenly threatening. His warm breath on her sweat covered skin, his soft, level voice slithered into her ear, twisting its way into the very core of her mind. Hypnotic almost, she seemed to be able to focous on nothin else as he spoke. At the mention of her mother, Ashley briefly snapped out of her trance.

"No..." the poor girl moaned, freash tears forming in her eyes. "I-I'm not...sh-she wouldn't..." Ashley knew her mother would still take her back. Of course she would! Even if she'd never look at her daughter the same way. But oh god, the shame. Her father, what would he think of his little girl? He probably would disown her. And her little sister, Jessica. She thought the world of Ashley. She had to find a way out of this without telling them.

She gasped when she felt his hand reach her thigh, his intentions obvious before he even spoke. The new tears in her eyes began to spill over and she shook her head in protest. As much as she tried to squirm her lower half, she was too tired from her ordeal to fight him off.

"No! God, please, isn't it enough already?!" She cried at the uncaring mastermind. A ragged moan was pulled from her throats as his fingers pushed their way inside of her cream filled hole, searching for her magical spot. She could hear his final order ringing in her ears and she thrashed on the table as he found her g-spot. "No! I'm not a slut! I, ah, w-won't cum for you! I...I..wooOOONNN'T"

Her final protest proved hallow as she came, hard from his magic fingers. Her body tensed, then a surge of juices flushed from her sloppy vagina, forcing out some of Jake's cum, and drenching Eric's hand. Once it was over, she collapsed onto the table and began so sob again. "I'm not a whore..." she repeated meekly, though that had been one of the biggest orgasms of her life.

She wasn't sure how long she remained that way, not even aware of anything around her. It remains so until she hears the sound of leather striking against flesh. She knew she wasn't hit, so she looked around until she saw her two rapists leading the other slave girl into the room, using hard blows from whips to prod her on. Ashley watched the scene unfold until the other girl was forced between her thighs. Realization struck Ashley as the girl gave Ashley her first true girl on girl action. She'd never been against it, but she had never experimented like this before!

"Ah, d-don't!" Ashley whimpered. Her poor pussy had been abused enough. She couldn't take more rape so soon, she believed. A blow to the other girl's head made her continue and so Ashley was once again forced to play spectator to the defilement of her body. She looked the other girl in the eye, at least grateful that the cum was going to be cleaned, though she still worried about being pregnant.

The slave's tongue was inexperienced, but effect, and the girl herself was rather good looking. Ashley looked over her partner's abused body while her own snatch was serviced, liking what she saw. Suddenly, with a pang of horror, she could feel her pussy dampen once more. She tried to stay calm and not let it show, knowing Eric would certainly use it against her.