Pakistani Tent Brothel

[eVile]

I turned to address the camera.
"Brothers around the world. For too long you have permitted your women to disrespect you, and act like whores with impunity. Even brothers in lands with pious women are guilty, for not taking a stand. Tonight I will show you how a whore is to be properly dealt with."

With that, I undid my robe and lowered my member to the slut's mouth. "I feel those teeth and you lose them" I said in English. She stared back at me with her proud and sullen eyes, tears now flowing down her flushed red cheeks. I slapped her face hard, "Open wide whore". She reluctantly complied.

I slid my cock all the way down her throat and held her head there a good fifteen seconds. She let out a scream, muffled by my meat in her mouth, and pounded on my legs, begging for air. When I finally let up, she gasped hungrily, a string of saliva and bile stretched from my cock head to her engorged lips. I slapped her again, using both sides of my hand in a rapid fire assault on her face. I continued to skull-fuck her brutally, relishing the clucking and retching sounds she was making.

"Sir, your tools are ready", my officer interrupted.
"Excellent bring them to me"
I accepted the pair of tongs and tray of red hot wire segments from him. I could see the white slut's eyes widen with horror.
"You should be excited slave", I told her. "Tonight, I'm going to make you beautiful"

"But beautiful whores keep their mouths shut. So if you make a sound, I'll have to change my mind and give you over to the ugly whores".
I motioned towards the group of weathered and worn whores, who were watching lecherously and fingering their sloppy old holes"

I picked up a piece of the thick brass wire with the tongs and brought it over to her face. I'm sure she could feel the heat radiating off of it. "Now don't make a sound" I whispered, taking a moment to nibble and bite her burning ears. I pulled up her nose and jammed the super heated piece of metal through her septum. She flinched severely, but amazingly kept silent. Using the tongs, and a cloth to protect my hand, I bent the wire into a large ring, coming down to the top of her quaking mouth. I pulled it open, stabbing another wire piece through her bottom lip, off to the side. Her breathing became even more ragged as I roughly twisted it into another ring, larger than the last.

I moved on to her breasts, slapping and mashing them with my burly hands, and tugging on her sweet, pale nipples in order to get them hard enough for the next step. The wires pushed through with a great deal of difficulty, accompanied by the odor of seared flesh. I could see her eyes exploding with agony, and yet she kept utterly silent. I smiled inwardly, impressed.

"NOW SHE'S READY" I roared, eliciting a cheer from the onlookers. I dragged her up off the floor by the neck, and bent her over. I lowered my engine to her opening and rubbed it up and down her slit.

"You see men, SHE'S ALREADY DRIPPING! This whore WANTS to be raped!"

I plunged my member in with a mighty thrust. "NOOOOOOOOOO", the bitch howled in agony. I nearly came right then feeling her tight pussy strain and give to my mighty lance.

What?! It couldn't be. There was BLOOD on my cock. I hadn't fucked her that hard. Could it be she was a virgin?

[Chuckdom19]

The tent emptied but for the man from the truck. He bent over to talk to me.

"You will be on television soon, the other end of the camera. As part of Mahmoud's jihad, you will be displayed as the men of your country truly are, weak faggots of use only as fuck toys. You are not strong or commanding as men must be."

"I am now going to fasten you in the man-slut's harness, to take you to the main tent so you can be humiliated." He fastened some short straps to the sides of the gag with snaps, then long ones down to my feet, tying them to my arches. Tight straps went from there up behind me, tight between my bottom cheeks to my wrist bonds, which had been unhooked from the pulley. Pulling on my gag, then, he towed me on staggering steps through the sands, in the cold evening winds of the mountain pass, into the larger tent.

I could see no more than my feet, and the fine carpet below them. Soon we arrived at a post being placed into the floor, to which I was again bound by the loose gag strap. I could see, a bit, a young naked woman kneeling before the man called Mahmoud. Suddenly I realized that the woman was Steel, my partner... and that her coveted virginity had been stolen.