Bought and Sold

by Tessa Valmur

  The strips of latex running up her face from above her mouth were pressed more firmly against her skin and she felt the strap that stretched over the top of her head being pulled taut.

  'There, nice and snug. How does that feel, Zoe?'

  All she could manage was a muffled groan and Vanessa laughed with delight at how effective the gag was.

  'What can we do to her next, Auda?' she asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

  'She looks good in the high heels but give her something else to wear. At least to start with.'

  'Leave it to me,' Vanessa replied and she quickly searched through the clothes until finding something that suited her purpose. A moment later and Zoe was being forced into a leopard print tank top and matching G-string

  'That's fine, now strap her face down on the bed,' Auda instructed, 'Vanessa you can whip her while I take some photos.'

  Zoe was tossed down onto the bed and her arms and legs spread-eagled and bound. She saw Vanessa move behind her, a short leather whip in her hand, her eyes gleaming with eagerness. Zoe's heart hammered with excitement and she had only a second of nervous expectation before the whip cracked down against her bare skin.

  She howled in protest through the gag. The sadistic bitch had brought the whip down against her rump with all her strength!

  'Not so hard Vanessa,' Auda cautioned. 'Bring her to tears by all means but do it slowly.'

  The whip cracked down over her rump again making her jerk frantically against the leather that bound her ankles and wrists and held her spread-eagle.

  'Maybe a bit harder,' Auda suggested. 'Keep that up until her body is bathed in sweat and she's too exhausted to struggle any more. I want her looking nice and compliant for the next set of photos.'

  Zoe shook her head, twisting her arms desperately as the whip struck her again.

  For the first dozen or so blows she struggled, cried and thrashed against the straps that held her spread. Vanessa at first concentrated on whipping her rump but she then turned her attention to her thighs. Each searing burning sensation of the whip made Zoe jerk and twist frantically. When Auda lifted her head by grasping her tangled hair, the tears were running down her cheeks and over the shiny black latex of the gag. The man felt between her legs, stroking his fingers across her vulva. Zoe groaned through the gag.

  'She's very aroused, poor thing,' the man laughed contemptuously.

  The whip came down again across Zoe's thighs making her buck and jerk her arms against the straps and leather cuffs that bound her wrists.

  'You can't escape this, you may as well resign yourself to the fact.'

  Again the whip struck her, less hard but across her buttocks where they curved into her thighs. Zoe felt the leather brush close against her sex and she whimpered plaintively. The man stroked her again and when his fingers slid inside her, Zoe pushed her body back against them, aware of what she was doing but unable to control herself. She couldn't help it if they'd made her hopelessly aroused. She was desperate to come now.

  'Basil, time for you to service her.'

  Zoe just had time to see the young man's face light up in expectant pleasure before the Arab released his hold on her hair and her head dropped abruptly back onto the bed.

  A broad leather belt was fastened around Zoe's waist and buckled tight. They then clipped a strap onto a ring on the belt above her spine. The other end of the strap was then clipped onto a hook screwed into a steel plate that was bolted onto the cabin's low ceiling. As Basil tightened the strap Zoe groaned, feeling her waist being lifted.

  'Vanessa, slacken the straps to her ankles a little,' Auda ordered. 'We don't want to strain the girl and hurt her. You can have a play with the camcorder while Basil services her.'

  Zoe watched fearfully as the young man began to strip off his jeans and Vanessa picked up a camcorder and set to work to film the unfolding scene. Zoe looked around her and saw Auda leaning nonchalantly against the wall, watching and she looked pleadingly at him. He merely gave a faint shake of his head as if to say, "No, I won't stop this happening to you." Vanessa who had been fiddling with the camcorder glanced up and gave a loud gasp of amazement making Zoe look around. Vanessa was gazing at Basil, who was now climbing onto the bed behind Zoe's spread legs and forcibly raised bottom.

  Zoe glanced over her shoulder and saw what had made Vanessa gasp; Basil was massively hung. His thick dark cock was flaccid but still as long as any male organ that Zoe had ever taken in her pussy. She stared wide-eyed in alarm and shook her head with disbelief.

  'Christ Auda! And I thought you were well hung!' Vanessa gazed at the young man, licking her lips as she began to salivate in excitement. 'But doesn't having some girl tied up before him get him excited?' Vanessa asked, 'I should have thought watching this any guy would be rock hard by now.'

  'He's seen it all too often,' Auda smiled, 'He just needs some warming up. You can do that.'

  Vanessa discarded the camcorder and skipped across to behind the young man where he was kneeling, poised on the end of the bed.

  Zoe felt the young man rest his hands on her raised hips, she looked back and stared mesmerised by the cock dangling between the youth's muscled thighs. She saw Vanessa move behind the young man, her blonde hair contrasting vividly with his dark skin, as she looked over his shoulder.

  'Don't worry Zoe; I'll make him as thick and as hard as I can for you! I can see you're dying to have this up your sweet little pussy!'

  Zoe shook her head and looked imploringly across to Auda but he studiously ignored her. She felt her gaze being dragged back to the giant cock and saw that Vanessa's slender fingers were now stroking slowly up and down the shaft. Her long fingertips were lightly sliding over the dark skin and even as Zoe watched she saw the shaft ripple and thicken, moving like some snake coming to life as she stared at it in breathless disbelief.

  Sure, she'd fantasised about being fucked by some amazingly well hung guy, but never in her wildest dreams had she imagined something this size! Always being avid for sexual gratification, even in the temporary absence of some man, Zoe had stocked her bedroom with a handful of vibrators, but she'd never even contemplated buying something the size of what now faced her. She knew she had a satisfyingly tight little pussy. Plenty of guys had gasped with pleasured surprise, as they'd had to force their cocks into her tight little sex.

  'Does that feel good, Basil? Is that nice?'

  Vanessa was cradling the heavy sac of wrinkled skin that hung below the young man's cock, rolling his testicles between her fingertips, gently squeezing, stroking, and teasing. Zoe watched, wide-eyed as the cock continued to thicken and now, even more alarming, she could see it lengthening as well. She craned her head sideways, staring with fascination, her pulse quickening, her armpits drenching with sweat as she saw Vanessa caress the head of the cock with her fingertips. Almost immediately in response, the thing that had been hanging down and semi-flaccid now reared up, blood rushing to fill it. She saw the head widening, engorging with blood until the skin was stretched tightly. The shaft swelled, thickening until Vanessa was unable to close her fingers around it and still it thickened as she went on stroking it.

  'Don't excite him any more Vanessa or he'll come too quickly,' Auda cautioned.

  'I know how to stop that,' Vanessa laughed, 'Here we go Basil, this'll keep you from shooting your load too soon.'

  Vanessa quickly ripped open the wrapping of some perfume and shook the bottle out from its glossy little box. First splashing some into her palm she then caressed Basil's scrotum. The young man let out a loud gasp of surprise.

  'Hell that stings!'

  'It'll really inhibit ejaculation. I reckon you can fuck her for as long as you please now,' Vanessa told him smugly.

  Zoe looked at the massive ramrod hard cock, gleaming as it swayed behind her bound legs.

  'Go on Basil,' Vanessa encouraged. 'Give it to her as hard as you can!'

  Zoe pulled against the leather cuffs around her wrists and ankles as the young
man grasped her hips. He pulled the flimsy G-string aside and pushed the head of his vast organ up the crack between buttocks. Zoe felt it grinding its way between the mounds of soft flesh and then sliding relentlessly into the delicate folds of her sex. She shook her head vigorously as the cock slid into her sex, driving into her body with the relentless onslaught of a battering ram. It forced her sex wider than she imagined possible then ploughed into her, taking her breath away. She struggled to drag herself free but it was impossible. Her limbs were pinned. Her waist was forcibly lifted so her bottom was held aloft. Strong hands clasped her hips and her whole body already felt exhausted from struggling against the relentless whipping that she'd suffered.

  'Okay Basil, time for you to fuck her senseless,' Vanessa urged him.

  Zoe shook her head in disbelief as she felt the cock going still deeper into her tight, young pussy. The sensation quickly so intense she struggled madly.

  Panting hard through her flared nostrils and gazing at her outstretched arms that ached where she'd fought against the leather cuffs and straps that held her, Zoe groaned through the gag. The cock was now completely inside her. Zoe glanced sideways and saw the Arab watching her with amused satisfaction. He then gave the merest nod to the young man.

  Zoe tried to shout through the gag but the latex smothered her mouth so completely that she couldn't make more than a faint murmur of protest as the cock slid back out of her. Her body seemed to contract, her legs went soft, her head spun as she was rushed into a violent orgasm. The cock ploughed back into her, driving itself into her sex in one relentless motion. Again the cock pulled out and even faster this time it was rammed back into her. Zoe howled through the gag but little noise escaped the snugly fitting latex mask. The cock withdrew and was again thrust into her. She grunted, fresh tears pricking her eyes. Again and again and again it was rammed then withdrawn then rammed into her until she imagined she would die if she had to experience it one more time. But still the torment continued: relentlessly, remorselessly, her delicate young body was pounded until the ache in her sex spread through her arse down into her legs and up her heaving chest to her breasts. She shook her head in despair and with what strength she had left she made one more pathetic attempt to free herself from the straps and cuffs that bound her to the bed. Feeling her helplessness and the relentless shafting her aching pussy was taking she came again. Her slim, sweat soaked body writhing madly as her orgasm came in waves, leaving her feeling so dazed she would have collapsed but for the belt around her waist holding her shattered body up so that it could be subjected to a continued assault from the man behind her.

  'I've got enough on film. I'm going to check the bridge.'

  Zoe hardly registered what Auda was saying. The door unlatched then latched shut again as he left. She lifted her head and through her tousled, perspiration drenched hair she could see Vanessa watching her, her expression now showing perhaps a hint of sympathy as well as excitement at her predicament.

  The young man paused for a moment, the head of his shaft resting between the swollen folds of Zoe's vulva.

  'Don't you feel like coming yet?' Vanessa asked the young man.

  'Nope, I reckon what you did sure worked well.'

  'Well, what a lucky girl you are, Zoe!' Vanessa laughed.

  Zoe looked imploringly at the young blonde girl to try to tell her that she couldn't bear any more.

  'I reckon she's had enough, Basil,' Vanessa announced, seeing Zoe's desperate expression. 'Maybe you should stop, I think she needs a rest.'

  'Too bad, 'cause I ain't finished yet.'

  Zoe groaned in dismay as the cock was shoved back into her sex, tears running down her cheeks and over the latex gag as the cock resumed its assault on her aching pussy.

  'Come on Basil, give her a rest,' Vanessa coaxed, 'What about if we ungag her and she gives you a blowjob?'

  'Fancy that then girl?' Basil lifted Zoe's head and met her gaze. She nodded her consent and gave a sigh of relief as Vanessa unfastened and removed the latex gag mask.

  'Ready to suck cock then?' Basil demanded, laughing as he lifted Zoe's head by her hair.

  'Yes...yes...' Zoe gasped.

  With his balls dangling under her chin, Zoe licked along the length of the shaft that swayed before her face. She wondered whether it was only her self-esteem that was objecting to being used like this. If she repeatedly came whilst being taken like this, surely deep down she was enjoying it? She'd always had an insatiable sexual appetite. She'd imagined that the extreme sexual practices used by the SES would have satisfied her, but always she'd craved more. Now, since she'd been abducted and had been forcibly put on the receiving end she had discovered another side to herself.

  She gazed at her outstretched and tethered arms, the all too familiar leather cuffs tight around her slim wrists. Basil's cock was far too large to take fully in her mouth but she enjoyed sucking cock and had developed a good technique. Soon, she felt the huge shaft beginning to twitch and throb. She drew her head back to recover her breath. Looking sideways she saw the young blonde girl watching her. Vanessa was sitting on a chair, her slender legs up in front of her, her ankles crossed and resting on the corner of the bed. Zoe could glimpse the delicate black silk briefs underneath the tight black Lycra mini-skirt. The girl's excited breathing made her generous breasts rise and fall, her nipples pressing erectly against the flimsy bra. Her piercing blue eyes glittered with excitement and her generous lips were parted slackly, her sensual mouth opened as she softly panted in arousal at what she was watching.

  'Okay honey, suck and swallow like a good little bitch,' Basil ordered.

  Zoe slid her mouth over the broad cock tip and flicked against the head with the tip of her tongue. She licked all over the smooth dome and then, tightening her lips around him she sucked. Basil groaned. She sucked harder as the organ in her mouth throbbed. Basil gave a long low sigh and she felt his fingers tighten their hold in her hair. Hot come splashed against the back of her throat. Zoe sucked avidly and Basil groaned deeply. The milky fluid poured in a long stream from his cock and Zoe felt it filling her mouth and trickling down her throat. She saw Vanessa watching the spectacle, her hand between her legs and felt strangely proud of herself and oddly content. Maybe, just maybe, she could get used to this new life, she thought.

  Chapter Seven

  Zoe sighed, pulling her arms against the ropes that held them outstretched before her. The rope though was tight around her wrists and chafed her skin as she twisted her hands ineffectually. She lifted her head and gazed down the length of her outstretched body. Her bare skin glistened from the coconut suntan oil that had been liberally poured all over her. Her legs were well spread, ropes bound around her ankles and tied to deck cleats.

  The heat now was not the dry heat of the desert but the steamy heat of the jungle. Her bare skin was hot to the touch and she imagined her blood beginning to simmer as they sailed closer and closer to the land and the stiflingly oppressive heat gathered about them. It felt like she was breathing through the hot flannels that Indian takeaways gave out at the end of a meal. She had lost all track of time since they had tied her outstretched across the deck.

  Gazing to her left she could see the coast clearly now, a wall of dense green foliage that was separated from the deep blue of the sea by a thin line of golden sand. Turning her head to the right all she could see was the sea. She had also lost track of how many days they had been out of sight of land. The time had passed in one confused and continuous round of games played out between the four of them on the luxurious boat. Each game had been different but the theme had been the same.

  Always the men were in control. Sometimes they allowed Vanessa to be on their side and Zoe was the sole focus of tormenting. Whatever they did to her though and however much it hurt, Zoe found that they knew how to arouse her sexually until she was aching and desperate for gratification. To her shame each session ended with her begging and agreeing to whatever was demanded of her. Just as long as they let her
come... in the end that was all that had mattered. She felt that she was only living now to give and receive sexual attention.

  Sometimes Auda would have Vanessa bound and gagged. The teenager easily accepted whatever lay in store for her. Even tied down and being whipped, Zoe could see that the girl was getting off on the experience. She showed no shame and her wanton lust for sexual satisfaction knew no limits. She behaved for Auda like a willing slave and Zoe hated her for her subservience. But what she hated even more was the realisation that she was becoming like the younger girl. Her hands bound behind her back, when ordered to kneel, she would, without question, because she knew to refuse meant a sharper, harsher pain than the tormenting and exquisite pain that came with the punishment that Auda would give her if she showed obedience.

  Isolated on Auda's yacht nothing else mattered anymore. What would have seemed completely unnatural behaviour had now become almost second nature to her. She had become accustomed to wearing whatever Auda chose for her. Sometimes she would be given a bikini, at other times she would wear nothing more than a leather collar about her throat and blood red nail varnish and matching lipstick that Vanessa would carefully apply. They often allowed her to move freely around the boat. There was nowhere for her to escape and if she caused trouble then she was punished.

  The first day they'd given her some freedom she'd tried to lower the winch to the little speedboat, thinking she might use the boat to escape. To her frustration the winch was alarmed and a moment after she had tried to start it Basil appeared, whip in hand. As punishment they had tied her spread-eagled across the deck and left her in the sun to slowly roast. After a few hours she was begging them to let her drink. Vanessa had sat next to her and eaten ice cream and soon Zoe was in tears and begging to be let free. Vanessa had extracted a promise from her that she would be a good girl. But Auda had said a serious flogging was in order just to make sure, and so a prolonged beating had ensued which had left her screaming and tearful but humiliatingly excited.