by Powerone
"Emir Shahin, my trusted Leader. May Allah protect and grant you long life." He came as soon as he heard of her capture. "What is the special celebration?"
"Don't play coy with me, Malik. I have heard that the young Infidel submitted to you on her eighteenth birthday. A feat that no man had ever done before until her capture." Jenny had submitted now, forced to service many men with her virgin pussy and her pure mouth but only by the use of drugs and force. Malik had done it with neither, only the sheer mastery of the female flesh.
"It is true, I left her wanting and wet. I only regret that I didn't have a chance to do it again and get my pleasure from the young virgin."
"That is my gift to you. I will give you her tonight. I want you to make her perform for our enjoyment. Show us how it is done." Shahin couldn't wait to see the young girl humiliated before them.
"I will do that for you, Emir Shahin. My only regret is that there are no virgin holes for me to pleasure myself in." Still, his cock was erect and hard, eager to find the tight holes of the girl, in spite of not being a virgin.
"I have saved one for my friend, Malik. No one has ever had a cock in her ass yet, though the hole has been fingered considerably. I can attest that it is still hot and tight and remains elastic. It should bring my best friend much pleasure. I will enjoy the look on her face when she takes your formidable cock in her virgin hole for the first time and watch as you train her to bring you the pleasure with her ass muscles and tight bunghole."
"I don't know how to thank you. I will not disappoint you. You will see her perform like my pet dog. I will put her on display for all to see and show you her considerable skills at pleasuring a man with all the treasures she has. Most of all she will scream out when I first take her in the ass, but she will be cumming before I am finished. She will know the true submission to a desert Master." The thought of sodomizing the blonde ass virgin made his cock almost bust free. She would feel the largest and hardest cock she ever had bust her final virgin hole. She would remember her first ass fuck forever and all men would pale in comparison to him.
"Prepare the both of you for our entertainment." Shahin watched as he walked off. He would be his friend and partner for life after this. Tonight there would be American visitors. Three oil company executives. They were told of tonight's show and the
American girl that would take part in it. They were just given very lucrative contracts for drilling rights and Shahin knew that they would not do anything to jeopardize them, especially for one American girl. The American's were so perverted; sure they would enjoy the show, imagining it was their daughters on the stage. He would make sure that Malik would pick one of them to participate. It would make it difficult to say anything to anyone when he was the one that had his cock sucked by the captive American girl.
Aludra bathed and dressed her, Jenny surprised that she was given bra and panties, a pair of blue shorts and a pullover that had three buttons on the top. There was even a pair of socks and sneakers to wear. Her hair was put in a ponytail. This was not what they had done to her before, dressing her in their traditional dress. She was waiting with trepidation when the door opened up. She was surprised that it was Doctor Malik. What was he doing here? Could he have come to save me? "Doctor Malik." She was afraid of saying anything. She feared herself with him. He was the only man that made her
wanting and left her. He had a power over her that she didn't understand. She still remembered that day in vivid detail. The way he had made herself available to him to spank. Making her pose in the lewd positions, his hands wandering over her flesh in between the times when his large hand made her buttocks sting in pain. I couldn't
understand why I didn't want it to end. Why I wanted him to do more to me, to take my virginity, force me into perverted acts? She hated him for leaving her unfulfilled, but she would have let him do it again without any hesitation. She should be revolted by him but she wasn't.
"Jenny, they dressed you nicely. Just like an American girl."
"Did you do this?" She felt an excitement.
"Yes, Jenny. Emir Shahin wants me to parade you in front of his guests tonight. I hear there are some American oil executives."
"What am I going to do?" She was afraid of what he meant by parade.
"Whatever I tell you to do, Jenny. Last time I left you wanting more. This time I wouldn't do the same to you and neither will I. I will have that lovely body in any manner I want.
Are you ready to obey me or would you rather have me punish you all night in front of them?" His cock was bursting to spring free and sodomize this young girl. The shorts clung to a shapely ass. He would soon be encased in the hot elastic walls of her
intestines.
Jenny thought that she would have done it anyway, without the threat of violence. He was going to humiliate her in front of everyone, especially the American's but she just grew wetter. They had already taken her virgin holes; she had nothing left to lose except her dignity. "Yes, I will obey you." The words came out of her mouth as though it was the most natural thing to say.
"I'll put this on you and then we will begin." Malik had a red collar with a matching leash.
The collar was three inches wide. She made no attempt to move away from him. He put the collar around and her neck; hearing her loudly gulp when he tightened it. He moved back, holding the end of the leash. He gave it a tug and she began to follow him like a pet dog.
The collar was fat, Jenny having to raise her head up as it was pressed around her neck and tightened. It was too tight, but she wouldn't dare complain. She could barely move her head to the sides and impossible to move it down. It almost made her immobile, fearing having to take cocks in her mouth again. Once they started, her mouth was never without a cock, even when one came, there was always another to take its place. She felt the tug on the leash and began to follow him.
They entered the main room, already filled with the guests. Malik saw the American's, but they didn't even pause to look at him. All of them had lust in their eyes to Jenny. He bowed to Emir Shahin respectively. "Good evening everyone. This is my pet, Jenny. She is well trained and responsive." He tugged on the end of the leash until it pulled tight. "On the floor on your hands and knees, Jenny," he whispered to her softly.
She did without hesitation, posed on her hands and knees, her heavy breasts hanging down like ripe fruit.
"Ass up higher, Jenny." He took out the riding crop, slapping it against one naked thigh before she even had a chance to respond.
"Smack!"
She didn't even see the riding crop coming, feeling it before she saw it, looking around to see what caused the sting on her skin. It was in his hand, a black riding crop like the one they used on horses, not people. She raised her ass up, even spreading her legs wider in hopes of pleasing him.
"Good girl," but he was already tapping the crop between her legs gently, making her feel it on her pussy. "You like that, Jenny? You liked a spanking on your ass, and Emir Shahin tells me you took a pussy spanking. Should I use the crop on your pussy? Maybe when it's naked and spread open." He rubbed the shaft of the crop between her legs and noticed that her hips were already beginning to gently rock back and forth on the shaft.
"Crawl on the floor, Jenny." He tugged the leash and Jenny began to crawl, moving faster so she had to hurry. He looked at her, scurrying along, her pendulous breasts swinging like cow udders beneath her in spite of the bra. "Faster," another snap of the crop on the back of her knees where the skin was so sensitive made her scurry faster. He pranced her around the front of the room so all could see her, her head held up high by the rigid collar, forced to look at the men that were already rubbing their crotches in excitement.
It hurt her knees as she crawled around the floor, but the crop kept her motivated. She hated what he said about spankings, even though he was right, she just hated to admit it to herself. He finally stopped her, breathing heavily as all the men watched her.
"On your knees and sit up. Back straight
and stick those big breasts out for them to ogle, Jenny." His voice was soft but she heard every word he said. She sat on her heels, her back erect, her hands behind her, arching her back to thrust out her breasts.
"Knees apart, Jenny. Let them imagine what lay beneath those little shorts."
She did as he said, her knees spreading until her shorts were pulled tight across her sex.
The American's were rubbing their bulges as they watched her. Malik stroked her hair, encouraging her.
"Open your top, Jenny. Slowly, tease them."
She didn't hesitate, the shame of stripping for them offset by the excitement of pleasing Malik. All she could think about was what he would do to her. Would he fuck me, or make me suck his cock? She could imagine what it would feel like in her mouth or between her legs while everyone watched her. Her fingers opened the top; each button opened slowly, the top opened up, than another button revealed more of her bra encased breasts. It took long minutes before the three buttons were opened.
"Pull it up to your neck now, show everyone those lovely tits."
She pulled it up until it was around her neck, the exaggeration of her arched back making them look bigger. She could feel her nipples pushing against the bra that restrained them, excited that Malik would touch and tease at them.
Malik picked up the plastic rod, about three feet long, thin and flexible. "Unhook the bra and pull it up. Show us your teenage breasts."
She still couldn't stop her body from blushing pink in spite of what she had endured the last few days. She was still a shy, virgin beneath the forced fucking and blowjobs that she had to perform since her capture. Her fingers fumbled with her bra, no hope of not having to strip naked, but still reluctant, especially when there were American men watching her.
She finally unhooked it, feeling her nipples rasping across the material as she pushed it up to bare her breasts, her nipple hardened until they ached. She looked at Malik, knowing what he wanted, arching her back high until her breasts were almost pointed up to the ceiling. In spite of their size, they still needed no support to stand up without any sag.
She could hear the men's hushed words, knowing they were talking about her breasts and what they would like to do to them. She saw it in his hand, a slim rod, not sure where the crop went to, but afraid of this new one.
"Tuck your clothes under your chin and stretch your arms over your head and back as far as you can. I want your breasts, especially those lovely, twin, hard nipples thrust out. I have this nice little rod that I'm going to snap across each of your nipples. It's very flexible so it will have a nice bite when they hit them. I don't want you to move away when it does.
It will hurt, but it will hurt good. Twice for each of them." He let the whippy rod slice through the air so she could hear it cut through the air like butter.
He had spanked her and that didn't hurt, or at least by time she felt it in her brain, all she could think about what he was doing to her. Jenny wasn't sure if this would be the same.
Her nipples were sensitive, even more now as they got hard in arousal. It was cruel to hit a girl's nipples, but she never knew as much cruelty since she was captured by these desert Masters. They were only concerned with their own pleasure and she was to
accommodate them in any way she could, including in her pain. She braced for it, but she couldn't prepare for it when it happened. She heard the swish of the rod as it sliced through the air. Malik was good with his aim, catching the end of her right breast, the rod feeling so hard when it kissed her swollen nipple. It was instantaneous, the bite of the rod digging into the nerve rich nipple and sending shock waves of pain to her brain. She could taste blood as she bit her lip to contain the scream that started deep in her throat. It felt like her nipple was on fire, tears in her eyes, her breast shaking from the impact, but she kneeled submissively without moving, her breasts still thrust out. She looked down as best as she could with the thick collar, her right nipple twice the size of the other, a deep red with a painful throbbing still emanating from deep in her breast.
"Good girl, Jenny. Now for the other, hold still." She was doing good; Emir Shahin will be pleased with him and his control over the young girl.
Jenny could only watch as he moved to her other side, her body trembling as he whipped the rod through the air as if teasing her of the upcoming pain. It was worse this time, knowing what to expect, knowing the pain she would have to endure. Her teeth ground against each other when she heard the familiar whoosh of the rod as it cut through the air and hit her other nipple with a painful thud. Jenny wasn't sure if his aim was getting better or worse, the rod hitting her farther along her nipple to catch more of the flesh beneath the stinging bite of the rod. She was sure that he had cut it and it was bleeding, but when she looked down through her tear stained eyes, it was still intact, only swollen and throbbing.
She couldn't believe she had taken two blows with the rod on her nipples and still was thrusting them out for greater abuse.
"Such nice big nipples. They were made to be abused." Malik said this for the audience.
He moved to the other side of Jenny, his cock hard, jerking in his pants each time the rod struck her naked flesh. He saw the tears staining her lovely complexion, her eyes
pleading with him to end this, but that only made him more excited. He was enjoying this too much to stop. "I'm going to catch the very tip this time, Jenny, right where the most nerve endings are."
He didn't hesitate, as soon as the words were out of his mouth, the rod swung through the air. She didn't know how he knew so much about nipples, but when the rod sliced along her nipple; it felt like a razor sharp knife cutting her flesh. She struggled to stay in position as she contended with the pain. It hurt, but for some reason that she didn't want to know, it wasn't as bad as the first time. Maybe it was she was getting used to the pain, maybe it was something that she didn't want to recognize. Could I enjoy the pain of submission to Malik? I saw the way my mother fucked and sucked back at the men that took her, even in the ass. Was she enjoying it? Was I more like my mother then I dared want to be?
Malik moved to the other side, her nipple red and swollen, making it an easy target. He swung the rod through the air, this time catching it from underneath, the plastic rod finding new flesh unblemished, enjoying the way her breast bounded up and down. Jenny's face was clenched in pain, her lips pursed together, tears in her eyes, but barely a moan of pain came from her lips. Malik was sure that if he put his hand in her panties he would find a wet spot. "Stand up, Jenny. I am proud of you."
She stood up, the slightest breeze across her nipples feeling like hard fingers pinching them. Malik took off the collar, Jenny gulping loudly now that her neck wasn't compressed into the tight collar.
""Take off you top and bra. You wouldn't need them"
She took them off, knowing Malik wasn't finished with her. Thankful he wasn't. She wanted her pleasure this time. She was earning it with her pain. He stood behind her, his hands coming around her waist, Jenny raising up her arms to get them out of the way.
Malik fondled her breasts as she maintained the rigid position, her back arched, her eyes closed as his hands glided across her large, firm breasts. He savored the touch of her flesh, his fingers finding the hardened nubs of her nipples and stared in her face as his fingers began to bite harder into the whipped flesh. His thumb and forefingers rolled her nipples, pinching them harder and pulling them until the dark flesh of her nipples were stretched far and he saw the look of discomfort in her face. He began to maul her breasts harder, his fingers curling into the white flesh until they left red marks, squeezing and twisting the captive breasts until he heard her grunting in pain, her lips clenched tight. The cries of pain soon changed the harder he mauled her youthful breasts, the groans of pain turning to moans of pleasure. "You like it rough, don't you, Jenny. Tell me to abuse your body," he taunted her.
His fingers grasped her large breasts from beneath, hefting them up high until her nipples were p
araded for all to see, then she felt the fingers curl beneath them and squeeze the swollen tips. She expected it to hurt, but she was wrong. A perverse thrill went through her body as hard fingers bit into the beaten flesh of her nipples and sent waves of pleasure racing between her legs. That was what Malik was doing to her, shaming her with her own pleasure. She hated to admit it, but she hissed through clenched teeth.
"Yes, you bastard. Do what you wish with my body."
He looked down when he released her breast, rising and falling as she panted in heated lust, the ripe buds of her full breasts clearly distended, stiffened and taut in arousal.
"Stand up, Jenny." He slid behind her as she stood up, turning her to face the men watching. "Put your hands behind your head and lace your fingers. Bow them out to the side so your naked breasts are proudly displayed." He pushed his huge erection into her ass, but she didn't even try to push away.
She shivered when his hands slid over her hips and down the front of her shorts, sliding over her mound until she felt a large hand engulf her sex with his powerful fingers. She almost came from his touch. She could no longer stay still, her hands clenched at her side as his fingers found the puffy lips of her vulva beneath her shorts and gripped them tightly. She pushed back onto the erection that was shoved against her butt. Like his fingers on her breasts, they were not soft and caressing, but cruel, but Jenny only grew wetter. Would he spank me there with the riding crop or even the rod? Would he make me cum when he did it?
He opened up the single button that held the shorts at the waist, the zipper sliding down noisily in the hushed room, her virginal, white panties revealed and the gentle bulge of her bush. His hands slid in and found her lips once again, pinching them hard, her panties wet beneath his fingers. "Your pussy is wet, Jenny," shaming her with his comment, loud enough for all to hear.
She blushed shamefully as he found her secret, her panties drenched in her juices. She couldn't stop her body from betraying her, soon he would have her naked for all to see the juices glistening in the bright light. She wiggled her hips as he struggled to get the tight fitting shorts down over her hips, feeling his erection jerking in unexpected pleasure as he ass cheeks rubbed back and forth over. She felt sinfully wicked at what her body could do to him. She hoped he would make her feel the same way. She kicked the shorts off of her ankles, standing straight proudly in only her panties. There was no doubt of her arousal, her panties revealing the large, wet stain on the front.
