Fair Game - Chapter Four

by Ozmanga

Sophie's second night as a sex slave to the four men who had abducted her family was a
darker repeat of the first. After they had eaten, the men had Priscilla demonstrate her newly
acquired skill at cock-swallowing. They cheered and jeered as the young woman gagged and
choked but, to Charlie's boastful approval, Priscilla managed to deep-throat all four. 

"I taught her pretty well, eh?" the bearded rapist chortled as the teenager's mother looked on
in despair. "Nothing like a spanking to get a little bitch to perform."

Priscilla's achievement was recorded on at least two digital cameras. Sophie tried to join in
the "fun" in order to save her daughter from further pain and humiliation but was told to wait.
"Don't worry, Mom. Your kid's doing fine. We'll get round to fucking you later," said Ben
with a nasty laugh.

Ben and Doug were tired after their day in the forest and decided to have an early night but
not until they took Sophie and spreadeagled her over the big coffee table. Ben knelt and
forced his thick cock into her cunt while Doug climbed onto the table and tit-fucked her. Ben
staggered off to bed after shooting his load into the supine woman but  Doug used his belt on
Sophie as punishment for what he said was "lack of enthusiasm". Priscilla, was handed a
camera to record the rape and beating of her mother. She watched with a spiteful smile on her
come-smeared lips as Doug's leather strap raised red marks on Sophie's breasts and buttocks.
He took particular pleasure in making the older woman scream until Al told him to quit.

"Who the hell are you to tell me what I can do to the whore?" snarled Doug squaring up to
Al.

 It looked for a moment as though Doug would take a swing at the bigger man who was
interfering in his sadistic pleasure but discretion prevailed. Angrily Doug dragged Priscilla off
to bed with him, leaving Sophie to entertain Al and Charlie.

Sobbing with relief, Sophie whispered "Thank you," to her savior.

"Think nothing of it, Mrs McNeville," Al said. "I want you to last for more than a day or two.
Come over here and suck my cock." As she took his flaccid member between her hands and
began to lick and suck it into rigidity, she was aware that Charlie was filming her apparently
enthusiastic act of fellatio.

When Al fell asleep in front of the fire, Charlie led Sophie to the big bed and chained her to it
as she had been the night before. She stretched out and waited for Charlie to start using her
bruised and aching body. He was rougher than Al had been and hurt her by biting her nipples,
ear-lobes and, to her surprise, her cunt lips. Sophie did not expect to feel the rapist's tongue
inside her and was slow to respond as she had been told to. Charlie showed his
disappointment by turning her onto her stomach  and spanking her furiously until her ass
cheeks glowed pink. Then he ordered her to "get your ass up". Sophie knelt on the bed. She
adopted the posture of a Muslim at prayer with her head pressed into the mattress and her
backside raised. To avoid further punishment Sophie tried to simulate pleasure while the
bearded rapist sodomized her.

                              ***
Sometime during the night Charlie took himself off to his own bed and as dawn broke Sophie
awoke alone and cold. She found a thin blanket on the floor and pulled it over her. She slept
badly and was woken by the first signs of dawn. As she lay on the bed she wondered whether
the EPIRB she had dropped in the lake would get a response. Probably not, she thought, I
think it was an old type which was monitored by commercial aircraft and not one of the
modern satellite-reporting devices. Where did I read that over eighty percent of signals
investigated were hoaxes or false alarms? But at least it was some attempt at changing the
situation. If only Priscilla or I  could get to the boat shed unseen 

Sophie's musing was abruptly ended when the blanket covering her was whipped aside and
she was confronted by a red-eyed, unshaven, Doug leading a wild eyed disheveled Priscilla by
a light chain fastened around her neck. Both were naked. Priscilla's arms were behind her
back. Doug's cock was erect. His belt dangled from his other hand.

"Morning, bitch," he greeted Sophie. "Look, I brought your slutty kid along. She's got a
surprise for you. Show Mommy what you've got for her."

Priscilla looked uncertain what to do. She glared at her mother but didn't move.

"Now, you fucking cock-sucker," he shouted. "She's the whore you said you wanted to
punish. Show her what you've got  now," Doug snapped and flicked her with his belt.

Priscilla yelped and did as she was told. From behind her back she produced and held out a
flesh-colored double-ended strap-on dildo in her left hand and Doug's little dog-whip in her
right.

Sophie sat up and took the rubber sex-toy from her daughter's hand. She examined it. The
two rubber cocks were modeled on an erect penis of above average size. One was thicker and 
two or three inches longer than the other. It was clear that the wearer needed to insert one of
the rubber cocks into her vagina and secure it in place with the rubber strap around her hips.
She was then equipped to take a man's role.

Sophie tried to hide the shock and revulsion she felt at what the gift implied. She looked from
the grinning Doug to her daughter. Priscilla was no longer glaring hatefully at her as she had
all yesterday. The teenager looked sulky and scared. Sophie placed the dildo on the packing
case that served as a bedside locker alongside Charlie's digital camera.

"I guess the dildo is for later?" she said as she reached for Doug's erection and began to
caress his silky flesh and fondle his balls."When is she going to beat me?"

"Not so fucking fast, bitch," said Doug backing away. He turned to Priscilla. "Do it now.
What I told you. And you'd better be good, cunt, or I'll take the whip to you both and there's
no sissy Al to stop me beating you insensible."

After only a momentary hesitation Priscilla climbed onto the big bed and sat next to her
mother. She put down the whip then the young woman hesitantly put an arm around Sophie's
shoulders, Suddenly Priscilla lunged forward and kissed her mother on the mouth. Sophie
was only slightly surprised to feel her once demure daughter's tongue thrust into her mouth in
a French kiss and a trembling hand stroke an exposed nipple.

"Ah," Sophie sighed as she disengaged from the kiss. She fought an urge to resist Priscilla's
incestuous advances knowing full well that they were not Priscilla's idea. "Did he want to see
some lesbian love-play before you, er, mounted and beat me?" she whispered. Her daughter,
wide-eyed, merely nodded.

"Don't worry  Just pretend " whispered Sophie as she stroked Priscilla's cheek.

"No chatting, sluts. Get on with it," growled Doug. He reached for the camera and sat on the
foot of the bed in order to get a close up of the action.

Priscilla had little idea of Sapphic love making but Sophie found it easy to assume the part of a
lesbian lover. She was gentle and knowing and was able to get the younger woman to relax
somewhat. Memories of Aunt Lucretia's "ladies" at play were a great help. Before long
Sophie's inexperienced daughter was exhibiting all the signs of approaching a genuine climax.
Sophie herself was aroused although not as much as her exaggerated cries of satisfaction
indicated. 

Eventually  Sophie twisted and turned until Priscilla was crouched above her in a 69 position
facing Doug. Sophie's tongue flicked Priscilla's clitoris and between unaffected moans of
pleasure the younger woman buried her tongue in her mother's cunt.

The performance was too great a come-on for the rapist. He abandoned the idea of having
Priscilla use the dildo and whip on her mother for the moment. With a grunt of lust he tossed
the camera onto the crate and without warning rammed his cock deeply into Sophie's exposed
and juicy pussy. Then he withdrew and thrust his well lubricated erection into Priscilla's open
and receptive mouth. He maintained this pattern cunt, mouth, cunt, mouth until he came,
baptising Priscilla's face and Sophie's pudenda with gobbets of sticky come. The two women
continued their oral sex play for a brief moment before faking climaxes with mild cries of
mutual satisfaction.

"Cheesus," he exclaimed. "You fucking whores are something else. Did you ever do that for
Trevor Buttondick? Some lessie action followed by a group fuck?"

Priscilla looked horrified at the thought. Sophie managed to gasp, "No. Nothing like that." She
noted that Doug's cock was still stiffly erect and guessed he had taken something like Viagra.

"I think I'll go and tell him what he's been missing," Doug said as he unlocked the chains
from around the women's necks. "You two, get cleaned up."

                               ***
During the short time the two women were alone in the ablution block Sophie told Priscilla
about the dinghy and repeated her belief that one of them should try to escape. If necessary, as
a last resort, by swimming to the shore and then making their way through the forest. To
Sophie's relief Priscilla listened and silently nodded agreement. The young woman said
perhaps she could steal the launch. She thought Al kept the key to the launch's engine in his
room. She said the key ring was easy to identify because it was attached to a pink-plastic float
shaped like a penis.

Sophie was relieved that her daughter was talking to her again although there was an
undertone of dislike in the young woman's voice. Sophie said,"There was a public telephone
by the building they put the van in. If one of us could get to the landing stage it should be
possible to contact the police." Sophie soaped her bruised body under the welcome warmth of
the shower. "Otherwise I don't know how this nightmare can end without bloodshed."

As if on cue the women heard a long, high-pitched, scream from the direction of the detached
kitchen. They each grabbed a towel and, still wet from the shower, ran to see what calamity
had overtaken Trevor and was causing the continuing howls of anguish they could hear.

The two frightened women stopped at the open kitchen door. They were horrified to see
Trevor, naked from the waist down, crouched on the floor while Doug, kitchen knife in his left
hand, knelt behind him and thrust his thickly veined cock forcefully into his prisoner's ass.
Trevor had lost his glasses.His neck was bleeding from a small cut. His shirt was torn and
bloodstained, his trousers and underpants had been shredded. Presumably, thought Sophie, to
remove them without undoing the yard-long metal bar chained to his ankles. 

As his wife and step-daughter watched, Trevor moaned and begged for Doug to stop. The
cruel rapist ignored his pleas. Seeing he now had an audience Doug said "I like an ass with a
handle," and reached for Trevor's groin with his right hand. He gripped Trevor's semi-erect
cock and balls in a cruel grip. As Doug squeezed he thrust deeper into his helpless victim.
causing the banker to scream even louder than before. Trevor's pain seemed to excite Doug to
more violence. The sodomist increased the tempo of his thrusts and his grip on the banker's
genitals, until, with a grunt of satisfaction he came. 

As Doug  withdrew from Trevor's ass he soiled his victims naked buttocks with the last of his
spasms. The banker sobbed as Doug gave his victim's cock and balls a final twist before he
stood up. Trevor stayed on his knees, his eyes tight shut and his chest heaving with deep
sobbing breaths. Tears stained his flushed and unshaven cheeks.

Doug looked at the women with wild red-rimmed eyes and grinned.

"I told him what good little whores you'd been just a few minutes ago. He didn't believe me.
So I told him to suck my cock and taste your cunt juices. I had to use the knife to persuade
him. Then well, I'd told him I would fuck the whole family the other night and so I did.All
three of you in under an hour."

Doug kicked the cowering Trevor."Get up you snivelling girly-boy. Stop whining. You know
you liked it. I've unlocked your chain. Get into the showers and clean up, then get on with
breakfast."

When Trevor remained unmoving and crouched on the kitchen floor Doug got angry. He
would have kicked and beaten the wretched prisoner some more but Sophie and Priscilla
seized Trevor under his arms and hauled him to his feet. The two women dragged the semi-
conscious and hysterical Trevor into the ablution block and set about trying to restore him to
some semblance of sanity. They stripped off his bloodstained shirt and stood him under the
jets of warm water. When he was clean Sophie toweled him dry then used some face-cream
from her sponge bag on his bruises and his battered genitals and torn anus. Doug followed
them and watched as he showered. 

When Al and Charlie arrived in the wash house Doug left saying he would wake Ben. Al said
nothing but Charlie grumbled that if Doug was going to bugger the cook he should have
waited until after breakfast which would now be late. Trevor stared dumbly as Al and Charlie
employed his wife and step daughter as bath maids. The sight of the two petite blondes
kneeling in front of the big naked men, caressing and sucking their soapy erections and
obeying their every command was unbearable. He was particularly mortified by what he saw
as Sophie's willingness to prostitute herself. Sobbing with shame at his impotence he shuffled,
naked apart from the hobble, back to the kitchen.
                               ***
                                
After a late and generally unsatisfactory breakfast Doug and Ben again opted to go hunting. Al
said he would mind the fort if Charlie wanted to go fishing but Charlie wasn't keen. He said he
would get Sophie to do some housework and maybe give the cook some instruction. Al was
happy to take Priscilla as deck-hand. It was a fine summer's day. Priscilla said maybe she
could swim? Al gave her a searching look and said, "Why not."

Sophie, wearing shorts and a halter top knew she would earn a spanking or two she guessed
having a naked woman over his knee for a slapping was a turn on for the bearded man. Charlie
was pleased when Sophie spilt some ash from the fireplace on the freshly swept floor and
apologized nervously. 

"You careless bitch," he said. "Sweep that mess up then come to me for punishment."

Sophie did as she was told and when ordered to she quickly pulled down her shorts, lay across
his lap, and accepted six or seven slaps from Charlie's big hands. She felt his cock grow stiff
as it pressed into her soft belly and when her punishment was over she accepted his eager
thrusts into her moist vagina with simulated pleasure. After she had satisfied him in this
manner for the third time before ten o'clock, Charlie became quite chatty. She made coffee for
them both. In the kitchen Trevor, who had wrapped a towel around his waist, regarded his wife
who was naked from the waist down with a mute expression of disgust. He turned away from
her. Unable to talk to him without being overheard by Charlie she took two mugs of instant
coffee to bearded abductor and sat by his side in the deep leather settee. When she asked when
the four men had started abducting people for sex, to her surprise, Charlie told her.

"It all began by accident," said Charlie. "Ten years ago. We had just graduated from we had
just graduated. We had two weeks furlough before taking up our posts in different parts of the
country. The four of us had been drinking and going from bar to bar when Doug picked a fight
with a big steelworker who was out with his girlfriend. Nice figure. Small breasts. Dark hair.
The big guy invited Doug to step outside and Doug obliged. Doug was fast and dirty. He still
is. Doug chopped the would-be boxer into bloody tatters and would have killed him had not
the girlfriend screamed that she was going to call the police. We couldn't have that so we
bundled her into our auto and took her to the motor-home we had hired for the first week of
our break.

"Four of us, drunk, horny, and hyped up after graduation and the fight  and one frightened
young woman no older than your Priscilla. It wasn't planned. Her name was Rose.

"Ben started it. He told her to strip and told her what to expect if she didn't do what she was
told. She stripped. So did Ben. He fucked her on the floor. No foreplay just straight in. I'd
never seen 'intercourse' in the flesh until then. Would you believe I was a virgin? It was over
much quicker than in the porno movies. We all undressed and took our turn with the girl. I was
last. She was still begging me to stop when I shot my load. God it felt good. Her screaming
and twisting this way and that squeezing my thick cock with each pathetic effort to escape.
Afterwards I put her across my knee and smacked her bottom. Another first. God, it made me
hornier than before. When I'd finished Ben was ready to go again  only this time he wanted
her ass. So it went all night.

"In the morning Al went through Rose's pocket book. It turned out she lived with an older
sister. She would be missed. He made a phone call to the sister and by midday we had two
women to play with Rose and her sister Cheryl. At the end of a week of debauchery such as I
had never thought possible we took them home. Told them to say nothing or we'd be back.
Showed them some snaps Ben had taken."

"And they said nothing?" Sophie queried. Charlie grinned.

"The next time we all met was a class reunion three years later. We had all done well career-
wise but none of us had forgotten the totally uninhibited, animal, appetites we had satisfied on
graduation night. Towards the end of the evening Ben suggested we do it again. He'd booked a
remote cabin in the back blocks. Doug had married his boss's daughter and Al was engaged to
a wealthy pillar of his town's Christian community but those two were as eager as me and Ben
to satisfy that savage lust we had shared on graduation night. We picked up two women at a
gas station. They were dancers, between jobs, heading for brighter lights. When we'd finished
with them, a week later, they could barely walk, let alone do high-kicks in the chorus line.
Doug saw them on their way. When Ben suggested we stage a reunion the next year we all
agreed. We've been abducting, fucking and debauching a carefully selected few every year
from then to now."

Telling the story made Charlie horny. He had Sophie bend over the back of one of the leather
armchairs and, after slapping her ass cheeks until they glowed pink, he fucked her from behind
with such savagery that she lost consciousness.









