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Date: Sun, 23 Jan 2005 04:09:49 -0800
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Slave to the Merciless Part 5
(By Pakistani Male Slave)
I was frightened out of my mind. I looked towards Irum bibi for some
sympathy, but there was none. Only hate and pain. I was doomed.
"You son of a bitch! How dare you do such a filthy thing to our
innocent guest? You'll pay for that, bastard, you certainly will,"
screamed Shehla bibi in disgust and anger. She came running towards me
and started to kick me directly in the face, while Irum bibi gradually
and painfully got off my chest. Sabeen bibi entered the room in the
meanwhile and I heard her gasp. She came at once to help Irum bibi get
off me, and took her to the washroom. Shehla bibi never stopped
kicking me, with her pointed sandal. In a rage, she lost her balance
and fell on my face with a thud. I had another bout of pain when I
felt her weight on my face. I was squirming beneath her wicked ass.
She contemptuously ground my face under her ass, just to emphasize my
worth. Rabi bibi and Shireen bibi had come in the room as well. Shehla
bibi narrated her version of the story, telling them that I had
forcefully tried to rape their young cousin. She said that she was
passing by the room when she heard Irum bibi's loud and painful
moaning. She barged into the room and found me with Irum bibi, while
the young child wept in pain. I saw the expression of Shireen bibi and
Rabi bibi change. Especially Rabi bibi's face, which felt like she was
holding back her temper with great difficulty. Shehla bibi got off my
bruised face, and resumed her trampling session. Shireen bibi told
Shehla bibi to get away from me. She seemed quite furious. She took
out the electric wire out of the TV set. The other end of the wire was
in an electric stabilizer unit.
"Drag him over here," she ordered Shehla bibi, who readily complied
and dragged me towards her. I trembled in fear. I kept pleading them
to listen to the actual situation, but they were too enraged to listen
to any of my pleas. Maybe they dismissed my requests thinking that I
might be making up some story. Rabi bibi didn't utter a word, just
stared on at my pathetic body. When I was at Shireen bibi's feet, an
arrogant smile ran down Rabi bibi's feet. She knew what was about to
happen.
Shehla bibi moved away from me. Shireen bibi squatted down and put
the naked wire on my temples. Electricity ran through my body. It felt
like my brain was boiling and someone had suddenly sucked in all of my
body organs. She moved away the wire, and when I had just regained my
senses, she held it once again on my back. I jolted in pain. The
feeling was so intense that I couldn't even feel the pain, didn't know
what to feel. She moved away the wire once again, and I could hear
them laughing triumphantly.
"You have too much heat in you .huh? Wait till I evaporate that heat
of yours through this electricity," Shireen bibi said and held the
electric wire against my dick. I convulsed in pain. She just teased me
with the electric shocks, putting it to my dick and balls for a second
or two each time. During all this torture, the tip of my tongue came
accidentally between my teeth. Due to the severe electric shocks, my
teeth clenched fast, cutting the tip of my tongue and drawing blood.
She released me from my hell, and threw the wire away. Sabeen bibi
came out of the washroom with Irum bibi.
"How's she doing?" asked Rabi bibi.
"She's fine. Just had some blood that I washed. It's a little painful
there, though." She gestured between Irum bibi's thighs. Rabi bibi
clenched her teeth and walked towards me. Her steps always instilled
fear in my weak body. She went near my legs, took her foot back, and
gave a sudden kick to my balls. Luckily, it didn't hit right on the
spot, but still I jerked with pain.
"You want to explore a female's body, huh? I'll teach you everything
you yearn for, tonight." She said mockingly.
"But Maalkin believe me it was not my fault. I didn't do anything. She
did it herself." I tried to reason with them, but this just resulted
in Sabeen bibi running towards me and smashing my face with her huge
foot.
"You filthy bastard. You have the nerve to do such a filthy thing with
your owners first and then to blame them for such a disgusting thing.
You bastard .accusing an innocent child for such a heinous act. Mom
was right I should not show mercy to poor sluts like you. You are
poor because of your low-life dirty thoughts." She remarked furiously,
while crushing my face under her foot.
"I'll kill him I'll kill the swine" she said and covered my mouth with
her sole and pinched my nostrils tightly through her toes. Panic
gripped me. I was choking. She was choking me to death. I heard
nothing around me and everything started to turn black. Then I heard
Rabi bibi's voice, "not so easily." I felt the giant foot releasing my
mouth and nose.
"First of all, he has to suffer humiliation at the hands of the little
child that he tried to molest." Rabi bibi said, and continued, "the
most filthy and low part of the body is crotch, and the most sacred
part, mouth. Now our disgusting little slave forgot what his worth to
us is. He tried to cross his limits. He thought that his crotch and
our crotch deserve the same respect. Now he's going to pay for that.
Irum darling, come and sit on his face, on his mouth, to be precise.
He'll lick the same place that he dared to enter. We'll teach him the
true position of his mouth." Rabi bibi said, as everyone listened in
amusement. Sabeen bibi gestured the deaf girl to come forward and sit
on my face. The little green-eyed beast walked slowly towards me.
Sabeen bibi held her arm gently. Irum bibi looked on at me. I
pleadingly requested her by nodding my head, not to do such a horrible
thing. But Sabeen bibi gave another vicious kick in my ribs, and
motioned Irum bibi to sit on my face. She looked down, my face between
her feet, and squatted down on my face. Sabeen bibi helped her to
position her pussy directly at my mouth.
"Lick it you common piece of sum" hissed Rabi bibi. But I kept my
mouth tightly shut. The horrible and disgusting smell of her recently
bleeding pussy engulfed my nostrils.
"I said lick her," Rabi bibi's voice raised a bit. The mischievous
child pinched my nostrils tightly. Sabeen bibi stood on top of both of
my arms. Shehla bibi held my legs tight. I had no way but to open my
mouth. As soon as my mouth opened, Irum bibi ground her pussy further
down, and moaned, maybe due to pain. Rabi bibi couldn't take my
disobedience anymore and started pressing her right foot on my balls.
It was unbearable to take all of that pain simultaneously, so I darted
my tongue out of my mouth and started lapping at Irum bibi's cunt
gently. Her painful moans turned to relaxed ones. I felt acrid taste
in my mouth, but had no choice except to keep lapping at her pussy
like a dog. When she was satisfied with my humiliation, she stood up.
My tormentors left my arms and legs. She held the electric wire for
giving me another electric shock, and held it against my balls until I
passed out.
When I awoke, I was in darkness. It took some time for me to get
accustomed to the darkness, and felt that my arms and legs were
strapped on the floor. I looked around, and it dawned on me that I was
beneath a bed. I lay there for quite some time when I heard the
opening and shutting of the door. Someone walked towards the bed. No
one else had such pretty feet, with pink wrinkles on the soles, other
than Rabi bibi. Her threat came to my mind, "I'll teach you everything
you yearn for, tonight". I shivered at the sight of her wicked feet,
which had always brought pain and misery. She crouched down, and her
hands came towards my fingerless hands. She released me from my
bondage. I crawled out from under the bed. She towered above me, and
put one foot on my head.
"Tonight, you'll learn how to please your betters." She said softly.
Then she went towards the door, locked it and returned. She sat on the
edge of her bed.
"Come ghulam and kiss your goddess's feet passionately," she ordered.
I crawled with great difficulty towards her feet, and dropped myself
on the floor. I wanted to show my humbleness to my Goddess. I wanted
to show her that I had accepted her as my Goddess, as my Mistress, as
the Possessor of my life. I kissed her passionately on both of her
fair feet. She lay still, then leaned back and put both of her hands
back on the bed. She was enjoying my sheer humiliation and devotion at
her feet. God knows what was in her mind after that, or rather,
Goddess knows.
After kissing her feet for a couple of minutes, she said in a
restless tone, "ok, bitch come closer to my feet and lick them." With
that, she lay down on the bed on her stomach, facing the TV. She
switched on the TV, while I assumed my position at her feet, and
started licking her soft pink feet. I browsed through every nook and
corner, never missing a spot, never giving her an excuse to abuse me
again. I licked between her toes as well. Her salty taste developed in
my mouth, and I started to like it. After all, it was a blessing from
a Goddess.
After what it seemed liked half an hour, and the same time that my
mouth and tongue had gone completely dry, she gave me a back kick in
my face and turned.
"Time for the lesson, slave" she said in a mischievous tone, and her
dimples grew deep. I fell on the floor. She switched off the TV
through the remote unit. I saw one of her hands slide under her kameez
as she started to rub between her thighs. I knew what was in store for
me. So I crawled back in fear. Her smile grew deep, and she said,
"Awww poor boy is afraid of me? He looks for some way out? Poor baby
doesn't have any way out to run. That's a pity. Come come to
mama .I'll give you a sweet candy." She kept on steeping towards me,
taking very slow steps as she talked, to increase the fear in my
heart. I kept on crawling back, until I felt the wall on my back.
"My poor little slave .he wishes that he could pass through the walls
like apparitions. Too bad! Come and I'll teach you how to pass your
tongue between the walls." She said in a lewd manner.
I was stuck. On my back, there was a wall; on my front, a wicked and
sexually aroused Mistress. I was on my knees, begging her not to do
such an inhumane and sinful act with me. She approached me at last, my
face just above the level of her pussy. But she didn't stop, until my
face pressed against the cloth on her body. She put both of her hands
on my head, and pushed me a little down. She pressed me a little
further against the wall, and I could understand that my face now
pressed against her crotch. I could smell her musky scent. A funny
scent, I had never known before.
"Take deep breath bitch," she ordered. I took a little whiff.
"That's like a good boy...err bitch" she remarked sarcastically.
She grabbed my hair, almost gently. Then she wiggles my face towards
right, and her body towards left, very slowly and gently. I felt that
my nose had just touched her slit. She took out a low "Ahh" sound. She
did it again, wiggling my face towards left, and her body towards her
right, and took another ahh' out from her mouth. She kept on moving
my head left to right, and vice versa, against her soft body. She
moaned slowly. She seemed to be lost in pleasure. I, unintentionally,
took the tip of my tongue out and just touched her slit through the
cloth. She jerked for a second, opened her thighs a little, and
started to move my head from upwards to downwards and vice versa. The
only difference was that now my face was a little under her pussy,
rather than being stuck between her body and the wall. She pushed her
hips towards my face and raised herself from the ground by raising her
toes, and would come back down again. She repeated this action, her
moans getting deeper.
Now her moans had changed into moan-and-hiss' sound. She got her
hold on my head tighter, and pushed me with great force in her pussy.
Once, she pressed my face inside her pussy for so long that my
air-supply cut-off. But she didn't care, and wriggled her pussy on my
face. I tried to grab the back of her thighs with my fingerless hands,
just below her arse, as I was dropping into drowsiness. I felt some
wetness on my face through the cloth, and she left hold of me. I fell
on the floor, and started to take heavy breaths. She looked at me like
a stranger, and grabbed my hair. She savagely dragged me to her bed
and placed my face on the bed. My face was upward, and arms and legs
on the floor. She turned around, and sat her perfectly shaped ass on
my face. Her pussy was exactly on top of my mouth. She had pinned both
of my hands back on the bed with her hands. She started to rub her
pussy on my nose, increasing the force with every rub. Moans kept
coming out of her mouth, while I thought about my life. I was lower
than dogs here. No one in the outside world would believe, even if I
got free, how they treated me. I was nothing more to my tormentor than
an object. She was using me as her sex toy, as if I was not a human.
No one commits such brutalities even to their dogs.
I once again felt wetness on my face. She kept on bucking on top of
my face, and then relaxed once again. She let go of my hands, and
straightened up, sitting on my face. Her straightening up had
increased the weight on my face. She stood up and grabbed my hair once
again. She moved my face towards her wet crotch, and ordered, "Remove
my shalwar with your teeth, ghulam."
I was so humiliated already that there was no point in resisting,
although I felt very ashamed at about to see an adult female's naked
body.
I took the damp crotch area between my teeth, and pulled down her
shalwar. I tasted her sticky and salty crotch. She wore nothing
inside. I immediately closed my eyes due to shame. She smiled at me
and whispered,
"You're going to have the most delicious food of your life, tonight. A
Mistress's meat. The same that you're worth. Come on please me. Do as
you did to Irum bibi with your tongue. I want to see your obedience.
Worship your goddess's body."
She placed both of her hands on her hips. Her kameez still hid her
pussy from me. I didn't give it a second thought. I knew better than
to infuriate my sadistic goddess. So I lowered my head a little, went
under the kameez, and rose again just on her crotch-level. What I was
looking at was a slit, with small cute pubic hair. Her aroma trapped
me, and a feeling of being submissive to my Goddess automatically
engulfed me. I kissed her warm flesh.
"Hmm that's more like it, bitch!" she remarked in a deep voice.
I kissed on all over her pussy, just above her snatch, on her pubic
hair. I kept on kissing her on every centimetre of her pussy, and
gradually lowered my head down between her thighs further. She parted
her thighs a little for me, the only favour she ever did to me to that
day. I kissed the area just behind her pussy, getting underneath her
body. I could see her asshole, but didn't venture there, as I didn't
find the will to degrade myself so much.
Maybe she understood my feelings, and barked, "Kiss my ass too,
swine." I couldn't do that. I felt nausea just by looking at her
asshole. Her tone got a little furious, "I said, kiss it. Kiss it."
But I skillfully ignored her orders and resumed kissing on her cunt.
She raised her foot and rested it on my shoulder, then pushed me down
with great force. She stood above me and said, "You still have a long
way to go, pig. You don't do as ordered. But I have a solution for
such insubordinate slaves." She grabbed my hair once again and jerked
me towards her bed. She forced me to lie on her bed on my back, and
went to her cupboard. She produced four pairs of handcuffs from the
cupboard, and said, "I thought I would never have to use these again
on my slaves. But seeing your stubbornness and leftover self-esteem, I
think I was wrong."
She handcuffed my hands and ankles with the bedposts. I just lay
there, awaiting my destiny that my owners wrote for me now. She
switched on the TV, and turned her back to me. Then she took off her
kameez as well. I closed my eyes immediately, ashamed at looking at
her completely naked body. It was a strange thing, even though I had
seen her privates before as well. But her completely naked body
ashamed me. She towered above my head, and I knew what was coming. I
just thought why I was such a fool that I always defied her orders and
had to do that thing afterwards, in a more difficult manner. She
squatted on my face, her asshole just hovering above my mouth. She
said,
"I don't want any disobedience this time, ghulam. I've been a very
soft mistress for you for so long. But this time, I swear, you disobey
me and you'll suffocate under my ass." And with that, she sat on my
mouth
(To be continued)
(More to come in Part 6. Comments are welcome at
sweetnaghma@hotmail.com and silenthunter101@hotmail.com If you find
the quality of my English sub-standard, please forgive me, as English
is not my mother-tongue)