Slaves of the Desert Masters

by Powerone

  "Spread your legs, Jenny." She obeyed without question, one last sigh from her mouth, but her legs spread like a wanton whore, all the men staring between them to capture the sight of her pale skin, blonde bush and the pink flesh of her virgin sex.

  The air pushed from her lungs as she spread her legs in shame, the Emir's hand sliding over her mound, the heavy hand coming down to consume it in his flesh. Urgent fingers sought her out, two fingers gripping her puffy lips and squeezing them as he pulled out until she felt her lips stretching, the fingers tightening on their prey. He twisted and turned her lips, gnarling the lovely flesh into a twisted pile of flesh, Jenny shamed as her body flooded his fingers. Why am I growing wet with his cruel touch? I should be despising what he is doing to me, not growing excited. His fingers were never idle for five minutes, touching her, probing her, making her wetter with each touch. She couldn't stop her legs from spreading wider, telling herself it was to stop the pain, but she knew deep inside that she was only giving him greater access to everything she had. She wanted to feel a cock inside her, even if it was his. Her body had this strange desire that only a real cock could quench.

  "Look at how wet she grows." Shahin held up his fingers, the light reflecting the wetness that covered them in her oily juices. He went back to work on the girl, pushing the top aside until both of her young, firm breasts were bared to his eyes. He ran the tip of his fingers over both of the tips, so lightly, back and forth until she began to arch her back and thrust them out to seek his touch.

  Her legs open and closed as her pussy muscles clenched on an unseen lover while her nipples were teased by the lightest touch. Jenny wanted more, harder, more demanding fingers. She strained to push her breasts out into his hands, but he would pull away, Jenny stretching more until her back was arched obscenely. "EEEEWWW," she hissed through clenched teeth. The light touch suddenly was gone, strong fingers feeling like pliers gripped her nipples and crushed them in their powerful grip. She felt the pain shoot through her breasts, but she kept her back arched, thrusting her nipples into the clutches of his fingers, the pain turning to pleasure by time it raced between her leg.

  "Yes, you do love the harsher touch of a man's hands. I hope your mother has the same trait, she will get plenty of that." He pushed back his robe until he was bared to the girl, seeing her turn away when his cock jutted up like a giant log. "Are you ready for this, Jenny?"

  She couldn't believe it, turning her head away when he uncovered himself. It was huge, almost as big as the black guards bulge in his pants, but this one was naked.

  He grabbed her golden hair, curling his fingers in and pulling her towards his exposed cock. "Don't be afraid, little one; soon you will worship my scepter."

  She was forced to look at it, seeing it bounce up and down as if it had a mind of its own. It had to be a foot long, the shaft covered with gnarled blue veins of pounding blood that looked like vines running up a tree trunk. There were bumps and ridges of skin that laced the shaft, but it was the head that made her recoil in shock. Not like the shaft, the head was smooth except for the thick, red ridge that ran around the base of it, the head slowly shrinking in size until it got to the hole in the tip, already glistening with juices that dripped from it. The ridge looked like a giant flange, thick and protruding, Jenny mind conjuring up how that would feel if it were stroking and stretching her tender virgin flesh. She would never survive taking such a monster between her legs, or in her mouth. As much as she was revolted by it, she couldn't take her eyes off of it.

  He hefted up his cock as if it were a weapon, stroking it back and forth just as she would soon do to it. "See how it leaks for you. It'll make it glide easier in your tight pussy."

  Jenny clenched her thighs tightly together, contracting her pussy muscles. She was scared of something that big, but excited at the though of how it would feel inside her.

  She was startled when he stood up, closing his robe, but there was no denying that his cock was still hard and erect, jutting out the front of the robe.

  "Come with me," pulling her off of the pillow on the floor and leading her over to the bed.

  He was going to fuck her and there was nothing she could do about it. Her body was almost calm. He led her over to the bed, but she noticed the other men getting up and following them. Was I to feel the shame as they all watched as the Emir raped me? They stopped when they got to the bed. That is when Jenny realized what was attached to the corners of the bed. There were leather straps wrapped around the bedposts and attached to each strap was a leather cuff. She panicked when she realized that it was to secure someone to the bed. Secured and spread. She felt the hairs stand up on the back of her neck from the fear, but she also felt the sudden wetness between her legs. With her bound and spread on the bed, they could have their way with her in any manner. They could take her in her mouth and she would have no choice but to swallow their thick cocks and drink down their sperm. Just as my mother did. Just as I wanted to be forced to perform.

  "Take off your clothes, Jenny. You wouldn't need them anymore. You'll be fucked all night long."

  She was resigned to that fact by time the flimsy garments were a puddle on the floor. The men were surrounding her, already feeling hands touching her like the men on the bus, hands running over her naked buttocks, a stray hand pinching her nipple, even a hand pulling her pubic hairs until they plucked painfully out.

  "Lay on the bed on your back first, Jenny. Put your hands over your head."

  Her eyes pleaded with him, but his hand was already stroking the monster in his pants as the Emir watched her climb into the center of the large bed. The men were gathering around on all sides as she slowly put her arms over her head, looking back to see that the posts were widely spread. She had to stretch her arms to reach the corners, men's hands ready to help immobilize her, quickly grabbing her wrists and securing the worn leather cuffs around her slim wrists and pulling them so tight that she could feel her fingers begin to tingle. Her arms were pulled back so far and wide that her back barely touched the bed. She feared what they would do to her legs. She looked as the Emir went to the foot of the bed, the only man there. Maybe he wouldn't tie her legs, or spread them.

  "Give me one ankle, Jenny." Shahin held out his hand until her leg began to move, softly whispering across the smooth comforter until he could grab it with his large hand.

  She felt his large hand encircle her ankle, yanking it roughly to the bedpost, Jenny's ass sliding along the bed until she felt the tight leather cuff pin her tightly. He released her ankle, Jenny trying to pull her leg closed, but the leather held her secured. She felt the fear as he moved to the other corner of the bed, the distance looking too big, afraid he would split her up the middle.

  He held out his hand, finally saying it. "Your other leg now, I want you opened wide."

  She dumbly did as he asked, even though she knew it would be her demise. She spread her legs wide, but it wasn't enough, his hand gripping her ankle and jerking her leg to the side. This time she couldn't slide any more, her other ankle pinned, the only alternative would be for him to split her up the middle like a Thanksgiving turkey wishbone.

  "AAAGGG," she moaned as her crotch felt like it was being torn. The bed was too big, her legs spread too wide. She moaned as he secured her other ankle in the leather collar.

  He released her ankle, but her leg didn't move more then an inch. Her legs had to be spread at least four feet wide. The men stood over her, staring at her naked, bound body.

  This was something that she hadn't expected. Her body was bound and spread in a giant X, her crotch aching, the muscles in her arms and legs quivering. It had the be the most embarrassing thing that a young girl could experience, bound naked and spread for older men and it only got worse. She looked to see all of the men begin to undress. Soon there were ten men naked, thick cocks jutting out over paunchy bellies, leathered ball sacks hanging down obscenely, all of them looking at her with lust in their eyes.

  All the men stood ba
ck in spite of being naked and ready, for Shahin would have the girl first. He looked down at the girl's eyes, terror in them in spite of the drugs. He was the last one to undress, staring into her eyes, forcing her to look as he revealed his cock once again to her. He kneeled on the bed next to her, his head slowly moving over her face until their lips met. She didn't try to turn away, his tongue darting into her mouth, forcing her lips to open as he explored the hot inner recesses of the young girl.

  He was kissing Jenny like a lover, his lips demanding, his tongue probing. She smelled the bad breath, but she had to suffer the indignities as his tongue ran over her gums and teeth, finding her tongue, Jenny forced to accept and respond with her own tongue until they were French kissing deeply. His hand slid down her neck, his powerful fingers gripping it tight, keeping her submissive while his mouth had his way with her. She could barely breathe, sucking in deep breaths through her nose as his lips sealed her mouth shut to accept only his tongue. She felt the hand slid down between her cleavage, fingers fanning out over one of her breasts until they found the hard tip of her nipple and pinched it. "MMMGG," she moaned into his mouth as his fingers clenched tightly on her nugget.

  Shahin released her mouth, looking down at her wet lips. "Open your mouth wide and stick out your tongue." He pinched her nipple to inspire her obedience.

  Jenny didn't know what to expect, but she obeyed, knowing that she would have to submit to all of the depraved demands of these men before she would be finished with them. Her mouth was opened wide, her tongue hanging out. His head was poised over his when

  she finally realized his intentions. She could only keep in the position as she saw the big drop of spit slowly running out over his lips. It hung there in the air, thick and milky, running down in a long streak that finally broke from the sheer volume and weight of the spit. She cringed in shame when it splattered on her tongue, coating her taste buds with the foul taste of his spit. She endured two more times, her mouth filling with his spit.

  "Swallow it, Jenny." Shahin smiled cruelly as her throat convulsed as the thick spit slowly slid down her gullet. If she though that was bad, wait until she got mouthfuls of sperm and was forced to swallow it.

  At least she didn't have to see his face as his head slid down her neck, leaving a trail of spit until she felt his face wallowing in the deep cleavage of her young breasts. His unshaven faced rubbed her soft skin raw as he moved his head from side to side. His mouth went instantly to one her nipples, pointed teeth digging into her nipple flesh painfully, his lips encircling it and creating a seal as his powerful suction drew it deep into his mouth. His tongue rasped across the tip, slapping it back and forth, Jenny shamed as his suckling of her nipple aroused it to greater hardness. The more it grew, the harsher he became, the thicker it grew.

  He bit and chewed on one of her nipples for long minutes, but he could feel it growing thicker in his mouth. She might try to act as if she hated what he was doing, but her body betrayed her. He went to her other nipple, but not before he humiliated her. "Look how big her tit grew. She loves her desert Master's mouth. Wait until she feels my cock inside her."

  He mauled her other breast and nipple until they were rubbed raw and sensitive, the tips a blood red, the slightest touch making them swell even larger. She struggled when his mouth slid down her belly, but the bondage kept her secured and open to him. His tongue lashed into her belly button like a tiny cock, but she feared it more as it slid lower, until she felt his teeth gripping some of her blonde pubic hair and pulling on them until they strained the follicles. "EEEHH," she cried out when he plucked a few of her hairs out, but she was too worried as he moved down the bed until his face was poised between her thighs. She could feel his hot breath on her sex, his mouth and face only inches from her crotch. She knew what he was going to do. He was going to use his mouth on her sex.

  The air hissed noisily through his nose as he inhaled deeply. "Yes, virgin pussy, such a delightful aroma. I can't wait to taste the young girl's juices, virgin juices." Shahin began to lick up her thighs, feeling her muscles contracting, but the bondage kept her spread.

  Jenny hated and loved it all at the same time. His fingers and then his tongue began to explore her pussy. He might be old, but his tongue knew exactly where to go and what to do, his fingers opening her up so that his wet tongue could find all of her secret places.

  She saw all the men looking at her, her lips clenched tight, biting her lip to keep from crying out in pleasure. His fingers pinched her lips, yanking on them and stretching them out, but instead of pain, she only felt the pleasure as he tightened and released her lips continually until her juices were flowing abundantly. Powerful fingers gripped her lips and she felt them straining as he opened her up. She could only imagine how she looked, her lips pulled back, his eyes gazing into the soft folds of her pussy lips and seeing the wetness that coated the pink inner flesh. His powerful fingers kept her open and she cried out when his tongue snaked out along her slit, running up and down, exploring both side of her inner lips almost clinically. "EEEGGGG," she cried out, unable to hide her feelings any longer, her hips moving gently up and down in spite of the tight bondage. She could no longer deny her feelings or hide them. His tongue was working its magic on her, her body responding. She never even considered a man doing this to her.

  He lapped up her juices like a thirsty cat, his fingers keeping her open. He had the young girl squirming erotically on the bed, unable to escape as his tongue worked her into a sexual frenzy. He kept her on the edge, feeling when she was ready to cum, going from pleasure to pain. He bit one of her puffy pussy lips, his teeth sinking into the soft folds until she cried out in pain. Then his tongue went to work on it, lapping along the smooth skin and drinking her arousal. He bit both of her lips, each time she cried out, but he had her crying out in pleasure within moments.

  He was going to make her cum, shamed at performing like a trained dog, but she couldn't deny the experienced tongue that found all the spots that drove her lust. She was just on the edge, ready to explode. "AAAAAHHH," she cried out, her ass rising up high off the bed. His sharp teeth had bitten one of her lips. Not a gentle bite, but sharp teeth dug into the flesh, Jenny sure that she was bleeding as the pain shot through her groin. His tongue went to work on her again, but Jenny's body was on edge, afraid of the pain, but unable to deny the pleasure that coursed through her body. His tongue lashed high up her slit, his fingers keeping her open to his searching tongue. "No, No!" She cried out, but his fingers sought out her clit. Two fingers pinched it at the base until the blood pounded in the tip, Jenny humiliated as it popped out, hard and red. "EEEEWWW," she screamed in pleasure when his lips clasped around the swollen tip, feeling them tightly grasp it. She couldn't believe the feelings that raced through her body when his mouth sucked in it, his powerful suction drawing it deep from her body until she felt as if it were going to be torn from her body. Her body was tensed, afraid of the pain of his pointed teeth, but all she felt was the gush of juices that flooded his fingers when his tongue lashed at her clit like a punching bag, slapping it back and forth, her pleasure button elongated and trapped in his hot mouth. He beat up her clit with his tongue, the swollen head flooding her body with her juices, the tip sensitive from the constant lashing of his tongue.

  His fingers were soaked, pinching her pussy lips tighter in order not to lose his grip on her oily lips. She was squirming beneath his mouth, ready to cum again, but he would deny her again. He sucked her clit deep and then his teeth grabbed it in its grasp, grinding his teeth back and forth until he was rewarded with her cry of pain. She shrieked loudly.

  "NNNNNOOO, EEEEEWWWW!" She couldn't believe the pain that raced through her clit.

  It was like nothing she ever felt before, the shooting pain feeling as if he had stabbed a knife into the soft flesh of her clit. His teeth were grinding back and forth, her clit trapped between the sharp teeth and Jenny unable to escape the painful vise.

  Shahin released her clit, sitting ba
ck up, licking the young girl's juices from his lips. "The virgin is soaked, almost ready for my cock. Flip her over onto her belly and hold her tight.

  I have one more place to taste."

  She struggled even as they released her, knowing what the Emir was going to do. She was no match for them, flipped onto her belly, a firm hand in the small of her back keeping her pinned to the bed as the men went to work on spreading her to the four corners of the bed again. She felt her buttock cheeks parting as they spread her legs, the hot air blowing on her anus. It didn't take them long to secure her, Jenny feeling the bed moving as the Emir got between her legs again. It was his tongue that she felt first, running up and down her thighs. His fingers dug into her cheeks, her muscles fighting the losing battle as he spread her crack apart until she felt her anal ring stretching. He began to lick her buttocks, Jenny crying softly in shame, the tongue making broad swipes up and down her cheeks, each time coming closer to her pulled apart crack.

  He inhaled her scent as he spread her cheeks until her anus was revealed. It was so small, deep brown and puckered in spite of the probing she had endured. Soon she

  would learn to pleasure a man with her anus, but for now, he wanted to taste her. He slapped her ass cheek, the loud noise ringing out in the room. "Relax your asshole and let me have my way with you," he ordered her in a stern voice. Her buttocks trembled, but he felt her muscles surrendering, though his fingers kept her spread and open.