Pakistani Tent Brothel

[steelish]

Mahmoud gabbed the handle of the whip that was sticking out of my ass and used it to move me behind Tony. I couldn't stop him, the handle was hurting me so badly. When I tried to resist I could feel it digging into my bowels. My wild thought was that I hoped this had ruined their whip.

Mahmoud tied a rope from my neck to Tony's so that I couldn't move away.

"You will now proceed to fuck this pale Western man-cunt. Failing to do so will cause you both to suffer pains worse than you can imagine. Will you do so?"

I was bent over, trying to bring my neck closer to his so that I had enough maneuverability to move the fake phallus away from him. Mahmoud simply pulled our neck tether tighter until I could no longer move my hips away from Tony's. He then tied my ankles to Tony's ankles and there was no way I could pull my hips away now.

Mahmoud motioned Mastrovenice over and I watched with wild eyes as the man approached. "I want her to fuck his man-cunt and you will convince her to do it"

Mastrovenice reached out and grabbed the handle of the whip. He pushed me forward with it as I screamed in pain. I could hear clapping and applause as the phallus slowly sank into Tony's ass and he cried out. When Mastrovenice let go of the handle, I tried to pull the dildo out of Tony, and when it was almost out, Mastrovenice repeated the action, causing me to pump it back into Tony. Every time Mastrovenice stopped using the whip handle, I would stop at the task. I couldn't help myself. I was causing Tony soo much pain.

I could see the anger on Mahmoud and Mastrovenice's face growing.

[Chuckdom19]

I could feel Steel trying to pull away, but Mahmoud tightened the neck tether so she couldn't, then bound our ankles to limit her movement to inches. She still was keeping away as far as she could. Which was not what they wanted in any way; they expected her to cooperate. I knew her well enough to doubt that could ever happen.

Mahmoud was not happy, and let his assistant Mastrovenice know it. "I want her to fuck his man-cunt and you will convince her to do it".

Mastrovenice got Steel moving somehow; seconds later my anus was pierced with that huge phallus. I screamed from the pain which felt like I was tearing open. She pulled out quickly, but not all the way before she was pushing in again. It felt like Mahmoud was getting his way, even though Steel never would give in; she was being forced somehow.

Seconds later, I heard the crack of leather; it must have been falling on Steel because at each sound she jerked further in. The pain seemed unending, but suddenly I was being massaged somewhere deep inside by the head of that ugly thing, and I was getting excited. Each stroke rubbed, and my cock got hard and rose up against my stomach.

"Look at the perverted Westerner!" shouted Mahmoud to the assembled crowd. "He is enjoying this twisted sex! The woman is hating it; she has to be forced to do each stroke, but the man is excited. He will be a fine addition to the rest of the whores who work here." He turned to Mastrovenice and lowered his voice. "Keep her at it until he cums, then have her clean him off with her mouth. Make her continue until he is hard again, then you can have him fuck her ass. That should help break his spirit, and she will be humiliated."