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Hi everyone
Sorry I've been a bit busy to write much but finally I got my act
together. Thanks for all the feedback, feel free to let me know what
you think,
VickXXX
Chapter 14
They left both the girls alone for a while. Firstly because rushing
never helped to train a
slave and secondly so they could watch the two stunned English girls
through the elaborate
network of spyholes. Torment was such a sweet thing for them to enjoy
especially for Billy
and Josh, who would normally be allowed to fuck the captives but were
in turn frustrated by
the girls' virginity.
So Allison was struggling in her bondage on the dining table, every
sexual urge burning
desperately for release. Jessica on the other hand burned with
humiliation and the pain from
her knees and the wooden bar that her crotch rested on. They didn't
leave the two English
girls for long but for the young officers it seemed like days.
They were removed from the scenes of their respective humiliations and
dragged in simple
bondage to what appeared to be a bath room. They stripped Jessica's
urine soaked uniform
blouse and tie off of her body before showering the pair of them down
with warm water to
removed the outward filth. They were then tied to cross frames whilst
the Arab Harem girls
got to work with oils and styli to alternately soak and then scrape the
skin. If the two
naked girls hadn't been so weary and nervous they would have
appreciated how effective this
ancient cleaning regime was and how good it made their skin feel. After
another hot shower
Billy and Josh took their charges back to their cells. With their hands
cuffed before them
they were allowed to eat fruit and drink as much water as they needed.
Both the girls ate and drank greedily, not only driven by the
privations they had suffered
but by their ignorance of when they would next be granted such luxury.
So greedily, in fact,
that Josh actually instructed Allison to slow down or she would suffer
dreadfully from
cramps. Finally both of the girls were allowed to sleep, still naked
and bound upon hard
wooden pallets that served as mattress and pillow in one. Strangely
they were given pale
grey silk sheets to sleep under to protect them from the chill in the
room but in such a way
as to show their delectable bodies still.
Jessica determined to stay awake so that she could have time to
appraise their situation
after her guardian had left but it seemed that the food had been
drugged or she was more
worn out than she thought because she dropped immediately into a deep
dreamless sleep.
Allison took slightly longer getting to sleep, the chill of the dungeon
air added to her
over indulgence at the dinner table meant that she was desperate to
relieve herself.
Eventually she succumbed and padded over the hard cold stone floor to
the small drain hole
where she squatted down and pissed for what seemed an hour as she tried
to finish before
anyone had the chance to see her. Unknown to the poor young English
woman she was under
constant surveillance via a series of spy holes in her cell wall.
Feeling more comfortable
in herself Allison dropped into the dark veil of the drugged sleep.
Allison was still half asleep when she started to feel the wonderful
sensation. Being a
stranger to sex it took her a moment to work out what it was. Something
hard but gentle was
stroking back and forth between her legs. Forwards and backwards it
went, feather light but
insistent, like the teasing she had received at the dinner table but
this time it was
directed at her, not against her. She let out a discrete groan as what
she assumed to be a
thumb started circling the front of her sex, inexpertly but effectively
massaging her
clitoris. She began to lift her hips up off the pallet in time to the
rubbing. Her breathing
ragged and deep. God she knew she was getting damp again and she
hadn't even opened her eyes
to see who was doing it to her.
'You are such a fucking honky slut.' Spat Josh as her rubbed his
fingers now soaked in
Allison's moisture across her lips and under her nose so that she
could smell herself and
taste herself.
Now suddenly awake she would have gagged but had been dragged upright
by the hair so
violently that she had no time to react to one torment before the
second over whelmed her.
Jessica awoke in the warmer light of morning but kept her eyes tight
shut. She didn't want
to know if yesterday's privations had been a nightmare or not and so
it was best to just
keep her eyes closed to shut out the nastiness. She wasn't going to
be so lucky. As of the
previous day, Billy dragged her up from her bed by the hair and marched
her down the
corridor. She was completely disorientated, barely awake, the light
stinging her eyes and
the smell of the African man's sweat stinging her nostrils and making
her almost retch in
disgust.
Billy and Josh had drunk heavily the night before to drown their
disappointment at not being
allowed to rape such prime white bitches and they were both paying with
horrific hangovers.
All Billy managed to say to his charge that morning was a repeat of the
promise that she
would beg him to rape her bottom just to stop the treatment that she
was going to receive.
It was almost a relief for both of them when he threw Jessica onto her
knees in the
presentation chamber and stood back to hold her by her leash.
Jessica realised that she was beside Allison and that they had been
interfered with whilst
asleep. They had been partially dressed. Both girls had been put to bed
naked with their
wrists cuffed before them. Jessica could tell that, even though her
long blonde slightly
wavy hair still hung down loosely, her khaki peaked cap had been put on
her head and
fastened in position with hair grips. A quick glance revealed
Allison's red hair supporting
her black tricorn hat with the intricate wire badge. Jessica glanced
down to check, she was
wearing her uniform tie but no blouse, so the brown neckwear acted like
a second collar
beneath the steel slave collar and hung down between her breasts. Her
jacket had been
restored to her but not fastened so that after her arms had been place
in harsh bondage
behind her back, elbows and wrists tied tight together pulling her
shoulders back, he large
breasts were sticking out. In fact the way that the heavy serge jacket
hung from her
shoulders and was tucked against her bosom served to accentuate it
quite marvellously.
Allison was bound much the same way but her jacket had been tucked up
behind her so that her
smaller breasts were displayed like Jessica's. Both women had also
been redressed in their
stockings, held up with elasticated garters rather than suspenders, and
what looked like
slightly more feminised versions of their shoes. If Billy and Josh
could have got away with
it they would have ravished the two white beauties there and then.
Both the girls were on their knees but held up by the leashes attached
to their collars.
This was how Abdul, their chief tormentor found them as he strode into
the room. He was
dressed in riding gear, heavy boots, breeches and a pyjama like top.
Worrying as ever for
the girls was the fact that he was carrying a riding crop.
'Good morning crusader sluts. I hope that after a night's
reflection you have decided to be
better behaved to day.' He stood massively bearing down on the two
British officers. 'I do
not wish to treat you harshly. Well maybe a little.'
With little more than a flick of the wrist the leather tip of the
riding crop landed a
stinging blow on each of the girl's left breast. Allison squealed
with the pain, Jessica
managed a more controlled hiss of breath between gritted teeth.
'Tonight you are to do me a great service as I am short of some
furniture for a little party
that I am throwing.' He grinned down at the two captive white girls,
who barely understood
what her was talking about. 'But first though I have a treat for you.
Even though I wish to
sell you intact doesn't mean that you can't at least learn what a
man tastes like.' He
motioned to the two black captors. 'The Russian pig slut is waiting,
make sure that these
English whores get what is their due.'
To be continued...