Anna left her small apartment and walked down the loud metal stairs before stepping into the cold Russian morning. She walked briskly to her car, knowing the professor may not let her into class if she was late.

She got in her small, black Japanese car paid for by her father and headed to the university -- her attendence there also paid for by her father.

Her father was a rich and powerful man. At a young age he had become involved with the mafia, and even if he had wanted to, he wouldn't have been able to get out. He made the best of his situation and soon found himself at the top of a local racket. His daughter felt his job was wrong, and she felt deep down inside he felt the same way, but he would be killed if he tried to get out. Also, his 'job,' was paying for Anna to go to get a good education, a rare thing in Russia, especially for a women, and for her living expenses while she did so.

She pulled into the parking lot and could tell she was late by the stillness of the lot, but she saw someone else straggling in as well, so she couldn't be too late. She made it just as the professor was begining his lecture in slow and boring English with a thick Russian accent.

She spoke fluent English and with not much of an accent, but she prefered Russian. English sounded rough and unmelifilous to her.

On Tuesday's Anna only had 2 classes scheduled. On every other day she had a solid day of classes, but some how she ended up with a 5 hour break on Tuesday's, the main part of which she usually spent at home.

She headed to her small flat as usual, glad it was tuesday, and walked up the stairs, her echos clanking behind her as she made it to the 3rd story. She breathed in the fresh, bitter air as she walked down the exposed hall to her apartment. She put her key in the lock and started to turn it, but it wouldn't turn. It was already unlocked?

She thought she must have just forgotten to lock it, but she was positive she wouldn't do that. Still slightly confused, she entered the flat and looked around. Something didn't feel right but she didn't know what. She walked forward a little and stopped thinking. She was positve she hadn't left the door open because she could remember almost forgetting her keys. Just as she thought it, the door to the small coat closet by the front door bolted open and out jumped a heavy set man. She ran towards the door hoping to beat him, and knowing it wouldn't be wise to get trapped in her apartment.

As the man jumped in front of the door easily blocking it, another, smaller man appeared from her living room. He walked over calmly as Anna reached at the knob, scrapping at it like a cat franticly climbing a tree to escape a crazed dog.

The big man stepped back as he looked at the smaller man. She flung open the door, but soon a fine clear mist filled infront of her face causing her to cough. She sucked back in after she coughed, and immedietly she realized it was a mistake.

Anna felt lightheaded all of a sudden, and she saw a pepper spray looking bottle in the small man's bony, sparrow-like hands. Her confused and tired mind couldn't understand why a pepper spray bottle would make her tired. She tried to stay awake, already feeling the big man lifting her over his shoulder, but her eyes dropped and sagged with an unnatural tiredness she had never felt before. She fell into unconsciousness as the man shifted her since she was begining to slide down his shoulder. The smaller man reached in her right front pocket with the help of the big man and grabbed her keys, locking her apartment before the dubios duo headed down the stairs briskly to a black sedan.

The man dumped Anna in the back seat allowing her to laydown flat on her back. Her left arm awkwardly crossed her body, and her right arm flung carelessly down into the floor. The car started and pulled out into the main street from the parking lot.

The men weren't worried about someone having seen them at all. It was the middle of the day, meaning most people were working, and even if someone had seen them, they didn't stop them, and the car's plate was covered.

Thirty minutes from her apartment, Anna woke up and groaned quietly as she rubbed her head confused. She didn't even begin to realize where she was before another, larger translucent cloud filled her face for a second time.

"That'll keep her out for a while." Quick Russian addressed at the large man. They both laughed a little, and the smaller man turned on the radio.

They pulled up to a large, old, two story house about ten minutes later. They got out and enjoyed the luxory of stretching their legs before the big man dragged Anna out of the car, her feet still barely hanging onto the back seat. The smaller man walked over and grabbed her feet before they walked into the house. Everyone else was gone. That was the first time they had been in the house alone, and it felt weird. The duo took the girl to the bedroom in which they were instructed to place her. The big man noticed the doorknob missing from the inside of the room as he left, and realized why he had been told to make sure he closed the door.

Anna woke up and ran her hands through her hair with her eyes still lightly closed. She pulled her hair down over her face, trying to shake the shackles of tiredness. She sat up and realized she was fully clothed. She thought for a moment, and her insides were ran over by a steam roller as she remembered what happened.

"It was clorophorm in the bottle!" It made sense once she wasn't groggy.

She stood up in the nearly pitch black room and looked around, knowing the lightswitch would be near the doorway. She found it and flicked it on. She turned it off, doubting her own sanity, and turned it back on. Was she dreaming? She looked towards the left wall. It was there: a doorway leading to the bathroom. She looked towards the backwall on the right side of the bed. There was a door there too, which she was positive lead into a walk in closet.

She was in her father's house!

She reached for the door knob and reached again when her hand grasped blank air. The door knob had been crudly knocked off and there was an empty socket where the knob should be. She tried jamming her finger in the metal contraption, but she couldn't push the lever back. She looked around the room, and realized it had been stripped. There was the bed with a small, rough looking blanket on it, but the shelves night table were bare. She walked in the bathroom and looked around. There was some toilet paper, but that was it. She looked for anything -- a tooth brush, a loose nail, a coat hanger in the closet, but nothing was to be found anywhere in her newly found prison. She sat on the springy mattress and thought a moment. She couldn't think of a single way out.

She paced nervously to the small window and brushed the curtain away, looking out into the pale, cold moon light wishing she was outside. She thought about jumping out of the window, but she was 20 feet in the air, and even if she didn't suffer some injury by the fall, she was 10 miles from a town where she could seek help. She thought for a moment and realized a ten mile walk most likely wouldn't be as bad as what lie in her near future. She reached up absent mindedly to turn the latch that was half way up the window, but looked down when it didn't turn. A nail had been placed in front of the latch to stop it from moving. They had thought of everything....

She paced anxiously between the window and the end of her bed for a few minutes. She went into the bathroom and sat on the toilet fully clothed with the lid down for a moment. She realized she had to go to the bathroom badly, and she stood up lifting the seat as she did so. She began shaking as she felt exposed and cold when she pulled her pants down and did her business.

She returned to the main bedroom after washing her hands in the piercingly cold water with out even feeling the coldness. Anna layed on the bed with the lights still on and pulled the small blanket over her as she pulled a pillow under her head and another one close to her before curling into a fetal position. Her shaking continued, and she sobbed loudly for hours until the night finally took her into its warm, nocturnal embrace, like a mother pulling a crying child to her warm chest.

She glanced at the sunlight streaming through the window, but she knew that wasn't what woke her. The door opened, and a well dressed man stepped into the room, closing the door behind him.

"Did you sleep well?"

She glared at him. "Where is my father?" The words were spoken bitterly.

The man laughed a quiet, suttle laugh before answering calmly: "He is in jail."

Anna looked confused. "Two nights back the police caught him and a few of his men while they were exchanging goods with some men downtown."

Anna pulled the blanket farther over her self, feeling exposed again as the man's beady eye's quickly glanced over her body. The man looked like he was about to say something, but turned sharply on his heel and left the room, closing the door behind him self.

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Anna sat on the bed and stared at the wall for what seemed like days. 4 hours? An hour? 20 minutes?

The two men from her apartment bursted in the room, breaking the still silence.

After the men told Anna to follow them, she sat there, still staring at the wall, and her eyes began to water. The smaller man grabbed her by the hair and said, "When we tell you to do something, you do it!" before dragging her off the bed by the hair and leading her towards the door.

Still clutching her hair, the man dragged her awkwardly down the stairs into the the kitchen. She wasn't crazy... It was her dad's house. She recognized the dark, granite counter tops, and the darkly stained cabinets.

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Anna snapped fully alert and adrenaline shot through her when she felt a cold hand under the back of her shirt. She slapped at the man and tried to get away, scraping at him in the process, but the big man grabbed her arms viciously and held them above her head. She kicked and flailed relentlessly as her shirt was pulled over her head. The big man let go of one of her arms for a moment, and he slapped her in the face hard, leaving a stinging red mark. She stopped kicking. Anna sank inside and felt like she was naked in front of a million people. Her bright red shirt stuck out in the kitchen like a bright red tulip in a feild of suttle daisies. Her shirt was pulled over her head for a moment, blocking her vision except for red material. She tried to put her arms down to cover her breasts, visible enough through her bra to not leave much for one to imagine, but the man's hands held firm.

The shirt was finally wrangled over her head, and the big man grabbed in the middle of her arms and yanked it off before she had a chance to resist. She was burning inside with embarassment, rage, fear, and excitment as the big man held her arms above her head again, and the other man unhooked her bra, slipping it off of her and laying it on the floor next to her shirt. The big man released her arms and grabbed each of her 34D tits and groping them roughly, squeezing them for a moment before leaning forward and sucking on her right nipple for half of a second. He leaned back up and turned oddly business like again. The man behind her looked down over her shoulder at her breasts. She felt exposed and vulnerable, but at the same time she felt like a child who had been caught in the middle of some heinous act.

The man in front of her leaned down onto his knee and unbuttoned her pants as the man behind her pinned her arms behind her. Anna went crazy again, and she kneed the man in front of her in the face. He had seen her leg rear back, and she had mainly clipped his arm, but the man behind her hadn't been expecting her to lash out when she jabbed him cruely in the stomach with her elbow. He recoiled back a little, and she tried to run, but the big man regained control quickly as he stood up and grabbed her firmly, one hand on each shoulder, assuring she would be going no where. The other man stood back up straight, and he removed his leaning hand from the table. He re-pinned her arms, and the big man assumed his task.

No words were ever spoken. That bothered Anna... Why wouldn't they threaten her? Tell her what they would do to her if she didn't comply? Did they expect her to comply? She realized as she thought it that she hadn't exactly taken her clothes off for them, and she did try to prevent them, but just their sheer outnumbering and size had defeated her already.

He pulled her pants down to reveal a pair of panties that matched her fiery bra. He pulled her panties down and lifted her feet up one at a time, allowing for the panties and pants to slide under her feet. He added them to the pile of her clothes and walked over to the kitchen sink. He opened a cabinet under it and produced a coil of thin rope. He pulled a pocket knife out of his pocket -- most likely carried at all times -- and set it down with the rop on the counter top.

The smaller man looked at the bigger man dubiously. "Top first." Two simple words, but Anna had no idea what they meant.

The man pushed her back on the table and pinned each of her arms by her head. She was lined up with the table so that her knees were bending over the edge leaving her legs to dangle in the air. The other man cut a length of rope and approached her. He tied one end of the rope in a loop around her left wrist, and then he repeated the process with her other wrist. He tied her ankles to two of the think, ornate table supports.

"Hmmmm." He thought to him self for a moment, before leaving the room for a moment. The small man looked at her hungrily, feeling her breasts with his eyes. His cock twinged. 'Eventually,' he reminded him self. The big man returned with a bright red ball with a strap on each side. Anna was trying to figure out what it was, when the man crammed it in her mouth uncomfortably and tied it around the back of her head. She choked for a moment from having it in her mouth, and to add to it, gravity was pulling on it. She bit down, but the ball didn't budge any. She tried to breathe around the ball for a moment, but she gasped through her nose after figuring out that wouldn't work.

She tried to lean forward, and she found she was able to quite a bit due to the length of rope that had to be used to keep her knees lined up with the bottom of the table, but her abs burned insanely and she quickly leaned back down. Her eyes were wide open, and they exuded terror as she looked franticaly around the room, wondering what fate awaited her as she laid stretched and exposed.
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Anna relaxed a little, but remained alert as the two men left the room, leaving her very puzzled. She wondered where they went for a moment, but she didn't have very long to ponder, because the smaller man soon returned, dragging another girl by her hair. Anna leaned up for a moment and looked at the girl. The girl had a plain white t-shirt many sized too large for her. Anna wasn't positive, but it appeared the girl was only covered by the shirt. The room was silent as the man dragged the girl to the table. He pulled some mystery container out of a drawer, and much to Anna's confusion, screwed the lid off and placed it in the microwave. The man watched the microwave as it's hum filled the room, and the sad looking girl looked straight at the ground.

The microwave beeped, and the man set the jar down on the table. He pulled some more stuff out of the drawer, and he set it on the table. "Do it." The girl didn't respond, but she began to move. She nervously picked up the jar as the man walked towards the door. She picked up a small stick thing and grabbed a glob of clear goo from the jar.

Anna felt the warm wax as the other girl smeared it through the hair above her pussy. She was already dreading the pain, knowing how bad it would hurt when the wax ripped all the hair out. The girl smeared wax all over the area above her pussy, making sure to cover all the hair, before pressing two long, thin cloth like strips side by side down onto her hair. Anna had shaved and trimmed a little, but there was still quite of a bit of short hairs prickling up on her. She closed her eyes so hard she could hear the blood pumping in her ears, and she clenched her teeth together tightly as the girl silently grabbed the strips. A ripping noise sliced the thick air, followed by a shrill scream before it finished. Anna had screamed into the gag as loud as she could when the pain seared through her. Her back arched, and her muscles all tightened as her skin turned red and stung tenderly.

Anna was still breathing heavily, and her tender skin was still stinging painfully as she felt the warm goo on the right side of her pussy, spreading to the inside of her thighs as well. She shaved her thighs regulary when she shaved her legs, and the area around her pussy was fairly hair free too, but she still braced her self as the woman layed strips down over the wax. Anna's back arched again in antagonized pain, and she sreamed violently as the strips were ripped away. When she had bucked, she saw the man standing by the doorway locking over the entire procedure. He stood motionless, watching with cold eyes as Anna was torn at and violated.

The girl stood silently, her arms close to her sides, looking at the ground, as she finished her task for the time being. Anna looked at her for a moment, and they made eye contact for a second. The girl saw pure fear and torment in Anna's eyes, and Anna saw apollogy in the girl's eyes, but behind that she saw the dark, enigmatic shadow that only long periods of suffering could summon. Anna looked away.

The man walked forward from the door, and untied the ropes. She rolled over upon his request, and he promptly retied her with no resistance. Her tender skin hurt even as it pushed against the table. Every single pored yearned to have it's hair back as it stung and bit at her. The microwave pierced the silence for a moment as the jar was reheated.

Anna felt exposed down to her core as she layed face down, spread eagle on the table, tied to the table legs. Anna squirmed and wiggled as she felt something warm slide between her ass cheeks. She cringed inside as she felt a strip cover the patch of hair on the inside of her left butt cheek. Anna screamed the loudest yet when the girl ripped the strip off of Anna's asshole and surrounding areas. Her skin was still stinging as the girl repeated the process on the other side. Anna arched into the air and screamed bloody murder as her hairs were ripped out brutally.

Worn out from the screaming and bcuking, Anna was entirely relaxed as the warm wax was applied to the area between her pussy and asshole. The girl ripped the tape like paper off quickly, and Anna instantly became taut again, arching her bottom and back into an odd triangle as she screamed into the gag.

Anna heard the lid being screwed back on the jar and relaxed.
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Anna heard heavy footsteps as the man from the door walked to the table. He looked down a moment at her bright red, tender skin and ran his hand over her butt, grasping her ass cheek in his left hand for a moment before letting go. The girl who had waxed Anna saw the man's erection bulging in his pants and turned around to walk out of the room.

He realized what she was doing and how she had read him, and it pissed him off. He grabbed her by the hair and dragged her over to one of the cabinets. She didn't struggle at all; she had been defeated a long time ago. She was facing the wall, and he grabbed her shirt and pulled it over her head. Anna, still tied face down to the table, turned her head to the side and looked. The man pushed her lightly on the top of the back after he stripped off her shirt. She leaned down complaintly, pushing her body into the cold, stone counter tops, creating an awkward 90 degree angle with each of her arms like she was some kind of awkward field goal for a demented football game. The cold counter stung the girls face as she pressed it down onto the cold surface. Anna looked on in horror as the man unbuttoned his pants and pulled them, along with his boxers, down to his ankles.

He stroked his already erect cock with his cold hand and enjoyed its warmth for a moment.

Why wasn't she fighting? Nothing at all? She was just going to let him rape her? What was wrong with her? Fight! Anna willed her.

She didn't fight. Anna looked away as the man slid into the girl roughly. She whined a little when he slammed into her but remained soundless otherwise. Slapping noises filled the air, and Anna looked back over at the mismatched couple. The man was groaning, holding her love handles as he pulled him self in and out of the poor girl quickly. The slapping sounds and the man's groans of pleasure crescendoed, and the man's breathing became faster.

The girl's dry pussy hurt from his brutal thrusts and the other millions of brutal thrusts she had endured, but it was pure pleasure to him. Her tight, warm, semi-wet hole wrapped around his cock like a mouth on a lollipop. He slammed in and out of her, pushing onto the cabinet as she rocked back and forth on her tits. He sped up until he reached a speed where if he went any faster he would fall onto the ground from the strain. He kept pumping as he came. His tender cock felt so good as he continued to pump, his warm cum floating around him, but he pulled out of her after a moment and pulled his pants back up and rebuttoned them, putting away his torturous weapon.

The man walked out of the room after leaning down to see his cum dripping out of the girl's pussy. The girl picked her much too large white t-shirt up off of the counter top and headed towards the door.
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"Please! Help me!" Anna pleaded. The girl simply said, "I'm sorry.... I can't even help my self," in a small, defeated tone.  The girl wiped a trickling bit of cum off her inner thing with the shirt as she walked out of the room to some unknown location.

Anna layed on the table feeling exposed and vulnerable for what she percieved as hours, but ten minutes later the big man walked in and cut her restraints. She kept laying on the table, feeling warn out and beaten, but she closed her legs. The man grabbed her hair, and he said, "Come on, bitch."

She layed on the bare matress back in the room she had first been dropped in for hours. She was brought some food -- a turkey sandwich and some chips -- but hunger continued to creep up on her. She was half asleep when she heard deep voices walk by talking with thick eastern Russia accents. Fear shot through her, and she pulled the blanket over her bare body to cover it better. She didn't catch what they were saying, but she would have sworn she heard them say "the girl." She sat there for a moment frightened, thinking they might come in her room, but the wave of fear passed as the heavy foot steps thundered past. Anna looked at the window; it was pitch black -- the kind only the middle of the night can bring. She fell asleep clutching a pillow close to her chest, curled up in the fetal position.

Anna woke up to find food on the end of her bed. She pulled the blanket over her quickly to cover her exposed breasts, but let it fall back down as she realized who ever had brought the food had already seen her anyway.

She thought about the dream she had for a moment and felt a wave of nostalgia wash over her. She was 11 again, and she was running through a large house in Italy. The air warmed her skin as she walked outside, and the sounds of the bustling city hit her. She looked up at her mom and smiled as they continued their vacation.

She reached down and grabbed the food. It was a peanut butter and jelly sandwich this time.

She sat on the edge of the bed with the blanket in her lap a moment. She left the safety of her blanket -- her one single possession in the entire world at the moment -- and hurried to the bathroom. She closed and locked the door before using the bathroom. She turned the warm water on in the sink and cupped her hands. She slowly dipped her face into the water. She looked up into the mirror to find that she wasn't dreaming some sick perverted nightmare. She looked at her self, and she felt tired.

She layed on the bed bored out of her mind for hours, fearing footsteps each time they approached. She heard a set of footsteps, an occurance that was becoming common, and she was surprised when the door opened. The girl who had waxed Anna walekd into the room, carrying a tray of food with her. "Pleas-" Anna started to plead for her help again, but stopped when she saw a man enter. It was the well dressed man from the first day. The day before? It seemed like much longer.

The man was walked with authority to the bed, allowing him self to look over Anna's exposed breasts. She pulled the blanket over her self, curling up behind it, and he began to speak. "You will be uhhh... needed later. Make sure to take a shower." He reached towards Anna and tried to pull down the blanket. When Anna held the blanket firmly in place, he slapped her hard in the face. She let the blanket fall and he looked at her firm and perky 38D breasts. He was content and left the room.

The girl wearing the white t-shirt looked at Anna painfully and followed him. A few steps from the door he came back, and Anna shrunk inside for a moment. "Towels should be under the sink." He walked off and a boulder was lifted off of Anna's chest. She ate the food and wondered what time it was. It had to be around noon. The sun was bright outside when she walked over to the window, and she had been brought food.

She went into the bathroom and looked at her self in the mirror. She looked weird. Her hair looked dirty, and her face looked sad. She looked messed up, but she found her self wondering and fearing what had made the girl in the t-shirt look as pathetic as she did.

She turned on the water and stuck her hand under it. She turned the hot water on a little more, and stepped into the shower. She shivered as the water hit only part of her, but she stepped under the stream of water. It felt good on her back as she stood there perfectly still for a moment. She saw some soap on a metal shelf type thing under the shower head and lathered her body.

Anna washed the soap off her tits and torso and turned around, allowing the water to flow down the back of her legs. She turned back facing the water and stepped back, letting the water hit above her crotch. Her skin was still tender, but she washed it. She put the soap back and grabbed the shampoo that was under it. Once she washed her hair, Anna stepped out of the shower onto a mat. Still dripping, she leaned down and opened the cabinet. She pulled out a towel and dried her self before returning to the bed nude again.

She pulled the blanket over her quickly when the smaller man from her kidnapping came into the room purposfully. He grabbed her arm, and the blanket fell to the floor as she was pulled into the hall. Anna felt odd walking naked through the halls of her father's house.

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She was pushed into her father's bedroom, and she wouldn't have recognized it unless she had walked there through the house. There was a bare matress in the back, left corner of the room, and there was a couch a few feet down from it. The couch looked weird because it was in the middle of no where. A three foot gap seperated it from the wall. The weirdest thing in the room by far had to be the two chains hanging down from the ceiling about fifteen feet from the left wall, with another two chains spaced a little more widely behind them. The set of chains farthest from the wall had another set of restraints under it, and Anna already realized what was about to happen.  The man closed the door behind him self as he stepped into the room.

The shiny silver chains had leather strips on their ends for restraining wrists or ankles. Anna saw an expensive looking camera in the right corner of the room near the wall she had just entered. She turned around but ran into the man when she tried to go back to the door. He grabbed her arms before she got a chance to struggle and pulled her to the set of chains furthest from the wall. He was fortunately much taller than her 5'10'' frame as he reached up and buckled the straps around her wrists.  He spread her legs wide and attached her to the floor restraints. The chains were perfectly sized, holding her arms in an elongated V while her feet touched the ground barely, but firmly while her legs remained widely spread, allowing easy access to her pussy and ass.

She felt exposed as she stood, unable to cover her tits, ass or pussy. She squirmed awkwardly as the man walked out of the room.

Ten minutes later, the man returned followed by a second man. The second man wasn't Russian: he was tan, and tall -- about 6'2''. Anna squirmed embarrassed as he looked at her hungrily. He looked almost like a model, with a pleasant looking face and a muscular, athletic body. He carried an odd looking black leather brief case with him, and he set it down next to the camera before walking over to Anna.

"I'm assuming this is the girl?" He spoke English perfectly. "She's hotter than I expected."

"Hotter?" The Russian thought it was a strange expression.

"Uhh she looks better than I was expecting," The man explained. He looked her up and down, from head to toe, still happy with what she looked like. She had long blonde hair and blue eyes, and she was in good shape. She looked healthy, and he couldn't wait to feel her body.

"Shall we start?" The English man said it casually.

"I was thinking just the same."

The man walked over to the tripod, and picked it up, carrying it to infront of Anna. He flipped out a little screen, and powered on the camera.
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The man by the camera walked over to a small bag by where it had been and pulled out a tape before walking back to the tripod and putting the tape into the camera.

"You can begin anytime."  A red light stared blankly from the camera, signifying its active recording.

Anna felt shakey inside.  What would this man do?  Would he hurt her?  She felt ashamed for it to be captured on camera to potentially last forever.  Her skin crawled with tiny bumps as she stood spread eagle, fear and apprehension flowing through her rapidly.

"You really are beautiful."  He stroked her cheek softly with his strong hand.  Anna barely heard him.

Feeling shameful and embarrased, her eyes wondered to the floor, but on the way down she caught sight of his stiff erection, and she looked away quickly, not wanting him to know she had seen it.

The man with the camera realized he was taping a man's back and moved to the side of them, the red light staying on the entire time.

The tall, tan man pulled his shirt over his head.  His chest and torso were toned nicely and just as tan as the rest of him.  He lived in some tropical spot or he tanned for sure.  In her nervous state, Anna deduced that he was most likely from America.

He leaned forward and tried to kiss Anna, but her mouth remained clamped.  He ran his hands behind her head and pulled her hair lightly, but her lips still remained tightly closed.  He yanked her hair harder, and she opened her mouth.

He pushed him self onto her suspended form as closely as he could and explored her soft, wet, and warm mouth with his.  Her breasts pushed against his torso as he continued kissing her, enjoying her body's warmth.

The man stepped back and pulled his pants and underwear down before stepping out of them.  The man by the camera motioned to him, and he through his clothes away onto the bare bed.  Anna couldn't help but look at what was about to become her tormentor.  His cock was 8, maybe 8 and a half inches long, and it was quite thick.  She knew it was going to hurt, especially the way she was suspended in the air and had no control over him or his thrusts at all.  The man's cock pushed into Anna's stomach as he pushed him self into her warmth again.  The cameraman man snapped the camera off the tripod and moved forward towards the couple.  Anna felt nervous and tried to look behind her self as the cameraman walked behind her, but the man kissing her held her lips on his.

He pulled away from her face and positioned his cock at her pussy lips.  The cameraman was crouched down on the ground behind Anna with the camera pointing up at her pussy, ready to capture the following moments.  The man started moving slowly forward and up, and Anna felt his cock slide inside her.  She let out a groan of pain, but the man just smiled.

She wasn't a virgin, but it still hurt as he finished sliding inside of her warm, almost dry hole.  He stood still for a moment as he pulled his body back next to Anna's, pushing him self into her breasts again and letting his hands grab her ass cheeks.  The cameraman zoomed in on the image of his cock in her pussy up to its balls.  The camera stayed at the same view as the man slowly slid out and then back into her, letting out a groan full of pleasure as he slid into the tight, wet, tugging hole.  His hands moved to her shoulders, craddling her in strange ninety degree angle hooks with each hand clamped on a shoulder after running under her arms and curving back towards him self.  He pumped in and out of her for a moment with the camera still watching closely.

The camcorder captured everything.  It captured Anna's groans of pain; the man's groans of extasy as he pushed in and out of Anna, causing so much pain.  It captured every curve and detail of Anna's bald pussy and asshole, and the man's shaved cock and balls as they slid in and out of Anna.

Time dragged by for Anna, but for the man fucking her, time seemed like a tenth of its usual duration.  The cameraman patiently watched, already fantasizing what he would do to her tight body, his hard cock throbbing.  He craved for his favorite fuck toy, Maria, the girl who had waxed Anna, but maybe he would try out the new girl.

The man's robotic and monotonous humping motions began to quicken, and Anna could feel his cock starting to pulsate.  She began swinging slightly as he humped in and out of her quickly, no longer holding her.

"Where should I cum?"  He asked the cameraman.

"In her."  He thought it would make a good shot, even though it would have to be attented to later.  "Oh well," The man thought, "She'll have much more cum in her soon anyway."  Anna heard where the semen was to go and squeamed inside.  She hated cum, especially on or in her.  It felt so slimy and degrading.

He grunted and breathed heavily before his cock began spasming.  He shot deep into her and grunted loudly as his tender cock continued sliding against her wonderful walls.  He shot warm, sticky cum into her six or seven times before standing still, enjoying the mess he had made in her for a moment.  He pulled out of her, and stepped back.  The red light on the camera clicked off, and the camera man stood after filming the cum that was dripping out of Anna's pussy for a moment.

Anna felt exposed, violated, and scared as the men talked to each other.

The cameraman:  "That was a perfect shot of her pussy."

"Yeah, it felt pretty fucking good, too."

He stood still naked, and eventually the cameraman asked, "You want to go again?"

Anna froze with apprehension.  He had drained him self in her, and she hoped he was done -- worn out.

"Hell yeah!  How should I do it this time?"

The man felt kind of awkward standing naked infront of the cameraman and not doing anything.

The cameraman thought a moment.  "You can get hard again quickly?"

"For this fine bitch, I can get hard anytime."

Anna wondered what horrible things the man was thinking.  It seemed like forever before the man finally spoke, revealing what lewd act Anna would have to participate in next as he stroked his cock absentmindedly.
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"Perhaps I should get a shot of her tits flopping as you fuck her like a toy?"  He said it cruely, but casually, while stepping forward to Anna and releasing her shackles, feet first and then her wrists.  She rubbed her wrists and then hunched over, covering her self as best as she could.

"There's no reason to be shy!"  The man reverted back to Russian.  Anna looked at the floor and shook violently as she was led to the bare matress.

The naked man followed Anna like a magnet on a refridgerator.

The camera man switched back to English.  "Fuck her in the pussy with her facing up."

The cameraman went to grab the camera, and the other man sat down on the edge of the bed.  He pulled Anna into her lap and kissed her neck.  She sat perfectly still, dreading the moment when his thick cock would violate her again.

The camera was positioned a bit back from Anna and the man and was higher in the air than the couple so it could capture Anna's full body.  

The man stopped kissing Anna's neck, "I'm Mike by the way."  She thought it was odd that he would tell her his name, but she didn't have time to think about it before [i]Mike[/i] layed back on the bed pulling Anna down with him.  "You might see me a lot, so I figure we might as well get to... know each other."  He hissed the explanation into her ear, and his warth breath filled her ear.

Anna weighed her chances.  She could run, but there were two men, both much stronger than her, in her way, one of which was right beside her....  She ached inside to run, but the man layed back on the bed before she got a chance.  He pulled her on top of him with her tits exposed to the air, and the red light on the camera started again.  Anna felt the man's mushroom-cockhead at her pussyslit and cringed.  He reached around and grabbed her left tit with his left hand.  Anna felt him push in, holding his cock with his right hand.  Her face contorted with shame and fear as he began to pump in and out of her, his cum from earlier acting as a lubricant.

Mike's hands migrated to her stomach, and Anna's voluptuous tits started to jiggle freely, bouncing up and down like excited children on Christmas morning.

Mike's right hand moved down to Anna's shaven cunt, and his index finger began rubbing her clit.  It felt as if he was rubbing her arm.  Anna's mind was dead, and she couldn't feel the pleasure her clit usually provided.

The camera captured the odd slapping noises of Anna's skin on Mike's as he pushed against her, gyrating his thighs up and down into the air, his cock sliding in and out accordingly.  Her tight hole pulsed around Mike's meaty cock, providing extasy-like pleasure to his man-organ.  Anna's skin warmed Mike's chest and stomach, and her hair fluttered lightly around his face.  Anna could feel his hot breath on the back of her neck, and she could easily hear his gutteral growls of pleasure which were in-synch with his thrusting deep inside her cunt.

His breathing became shorter and more punctuated against Anna's ear.  His thrusts followed suit, becoming more rapid and shallower.  He slowed him self down and pushed all the way into her before sliding out slowly, getting into a new rhythm.  The cameraman was stroking his hard cock through his pants as he watched the spectacle, Anna's tits bouncing freely as Mike pushed in and out of her cunt, her legs spread wide over his, exposing her nicely.

"Should I cum in her?"  His rough voice broke the moaning silence.  He kept pumping as he asked it, but he needed an answer urgently.

The cameraman nodded his head silently, and the man cotinued, his pants now loud and heavy.  "Oh... Oh!... Fuck!"  His cock starting convulsing, but he continued pumping in and out almost high from the feelings of extasy.  He kept pumping, continuing to shout out vulgar praises for a moment before he let his cock fall out of her.  The cameraman zoomed in on her cunt to show the fresh cum venturing out onto her inner thighs timidly.
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The man who had raped Anna got up and looked at his cum dripping out of her before getting dressed, exchanging a few words with the cameraman and leaving.

The cameraman looked at Anna who was huddled up trying to cover her self.  He stroked his cock and thought for a moment.

"Where's Maria..."  He said it barely audible thinking to himself.  Anna wondered who Maria was not knowing she was the girl who had waxed her. She was relieved because he was after someone besides her.  Still naked, he grabbed Anna by the arm and led her roughly to her room.
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The man looked around the house for Maria, craving her, and found her in the kitchen washing dishes wearing her usual white shirt.  She heard him enter the door and glanced over her shoulder nervously.  She spotted his huge erection through his pants and froze with her hand on a dish recognizing the lust in his eyes.  She set the dish down in the sink nervously as he walked up behind her pressing close against her forcing her into the side of the counter top.  He reached around her and turned the warm water off.  She looked down into the sink imagining her self anywhere but there.  The man pulled her white shirt over her head like he had so many times before and ran his hands all over her nubile body stopping especially on her large breasts to tease her nipples while his huge cock poked into her back intrusively.

He led her to the wooden table and leaned her over it face down so that her ass barely hung over it and her feet barely skipped along the wooden floor.  He took off his shirt and pulled his pants and underwear down before putting his clothes on the nearby counter top.  He enjoyed stroking his cock in the cold air, but was eager to fuck Maria.

Maria felt his cold cock slide in her warm, dry hole, painfully grabbing at her internal skin and stretching it as he thrusted.  He slid in and out rapidly for a moment moaning with his hands on the table pumping in and out rapidly causing the table to make sharp, shrieking noises as it scooted around.  Maria felt the man stop as she felt like someone was watching her.  She looked towards the doorway and saw the leader man in his high thread count shirt and expensive looking pants.  He laughed and shook his head a little before continuing on already planning what he would do to her later.

The man slid out of Maria, but she knew he wasn't done.  He leaned down, stroking his cock, and licked Maria's pussy.  He partially stood back up and her muscles tightened all through her body as his dry finger slid in her ass hole.  He spit on it a few times and pushed the spit in with his finger.  Maria thought it was nasty to touch someone's asshole, but this man loved it, even licking it sometimes when he orally raped her licking all around her pussy and asshole vigorously.  She felt two fingers slide into her super-tight hole roughly, and she knew what was next.  The fingers slid back out and caressed her pussy briefly while the man stroked him self.  He grabbed his large cock with his right hand and placed the head against Maria's asshole, starting to lean forward into her.

Maria cringed and fought the pain.  She remembered the first time she had been ass fucked every time someone went in her ass.  She had been new to the whole mafia thing, recently abducted while she was walking home from a bar late one night.  Two guys had walked up to her and began to hit on her relentlessly.  Finally getting tired of them, she told them to fuck off hoping to get the point across.  One of the guys punched her in the face, and in a daze they carried her to a black, waiting car.  She woke up tied to a table face down similar to how she was now as the man continued to inch inside of her, moaning in pleasure and effort.

She woke up hazy, her ass still stinging from when one of the two men had hit her to wake her.  She sat perfectly still paralyzed with fear as the man fingered her roughly, pushing his fingers as deep inside of her as he could.  The other man walked around to the side and groped her breasts under her remarking on how amazing they were the entire time.  She began struggling when the men untied her, but they quelled the squalor by punching her in the stomach, winding her.  Still trying to catch her breath, she was forced to her knees on a hard wood floor.  The room was dark, and she stared into the shadows as the man grabbed a clump of hair on the back of her head and held her face to his bulging cock.  The other man grabbed her around the hips and lifted her up off the ground so she was bent over into an L.  She felt his cock at her entrance for a moment before he slid into her, continuing to hold her hips.  She gagged and coughed struggling for air as the man face fucking her forced him self far inside of her mouth.  He ignored her pleas and gripped her hair tighter continuing to hold her head still as he pumped in and out of her warm, moist mouth.  She felt his cock slide into her throat, and she coughed up spit on the edge of throwing up.  He laid back for a moment letting her settle down before continuing the oral massacre.

She felt something warm and thick slide into her dry pussy pulling her skin with it and causing her to cry out into the other man's cock with pain.  The man moaned as the vibrations from her screaming massaged his cock.  The man behind her continued to partially support her as he fucked her ever quickening his pace.  The men came at the same time.  After being warned she was to swallow the cum or suffer consequences, the man in her mouth began pumping faster causing her to gag.  The man behind her grabbed her tighter and began slapping into her harder.  The men's cocks began to pulse in rhythm as they both came, emptying their huge, gooey loads into her mouth and pussy.  The slimy substance stuck in her throat like snot as she tried to swallow it away knowing better than to spit it out.  The man in her pussy moaned and groaned as he came deep inside her, letting his cock rest in her for a moment.

The man behind her now was quenching his cock's hunger as he slide in and out of her ridiculously tight anus.  He was panting loudly, but Maria didn't hear it as her mind wandered back to bad memories of how she had gotten in her current position.

The men bound her arms behind her back and legs at the ankles leaving her on side to try to sleep.  Her limbs quickly fell asleep feeling like needles, and she layed awake sobbing in self pity wondering what would happen to her.  She finally fell asleep at about 5AM, but only slept a few hours before being woken up by having her nipple pinched.  She screamed bloody murder when she woke up mainly from remembering where she was, but the stinging pain also contributed.  The man who had pinched her was one of the two men from the night before, but his partner wasn't with him.  He untied her legs but left her arms tied behind her back.  He picked her up off the ground in his strong arms and set her face down on a couch in a different room.  The couch was ugly with weird flower designs, and it looked out of place in the dark musty room, but Maria didn't notice.  She was too busy thinking of what was going to happen, already picturing the man's cock in her.  He had been the man who had face fucked her, and her throat still reminded her of him stinging and feeling dry where the cum had sat refusing to be swallowed easily.  She had eventually gotten all the cum out by spitting what she could and then swallowing until her mouth was painfully dry.

Maria sat with her face in the couch cushion and her knees on the rough concrete floor as the man disappeared from her peripheral vision.  He came back quickly and undressed, his cock already rock hard.  She squirmed and fell to the ground refusing to support her self when his finger slid deep into her virgin asshole coated by cold lube.  He clumped three fingers together and crammed them into her impossibly tight ass causing her to cry out slightly in pain as he inched up to the knuckles.  He leaned down farther and lined his cock up to her asshole after pushing lube into it and lubing up his dick.  Anna screamed so loud her lungs felt warm pangs as he pushed his cock head inside of her, stretching her hole and causing blood to appear.  He pushed deeper, and she screamed even louder.  He fed off of her antagonized screams as he rested entirely inside of her now.  Blood dripped down the inside of her thigh, and she could feel it inside of her asshole, but the man didn't show mercy as he slid almost out of her before pushing back into her immensely tight hole.  Her warm, scarlet blood acted as lube as he began pumping in and out similar to what the man was doing to her now.

The man in her at the moment continued pounding for a minute until his cock began to convulse.  He continued humping like a horny rabbit as he came, but eventually he crumpled down on the table supporting him self on each side of the table light headed.  He walked around the table stroking his cock timidly as he approached Maria's face.  He put one leg up on the table and sat on the table awkwardly with his leg draped over Maria's back.  She was still remembering, reliving the pain, as he pushed his soiled cock into her mouth.

In the dark, quiet room Maria had screamed until she was horse as the man fucked her ass screaming things like, "Yeah!!!  You fucking take it up the ass you tight stupid whore!" under his heavy breath as he pumped.

The strokes became quicker and erratic as the man's breath quickened even further.  He screamed delightful insults as he shot into her.

"Take my cum in your ass you stupid bitch!!! Yeahhhh!!!! Ohhhh my Goddddddd,"  He moaned as he came shooting his white liquid into her red blood deep inside her tabooed chute.  He pulled his half limp cock out of her ass and walked away.  Maria had crumpled up on the floor and cried with her hand on her bloody ass hole still trying to comprehend the immense pain and how he had been able to derive pleasure from it.

The same man pushed her back on the table so that he could lay down on it as he positioned her face over his nasty cock.  He grabbed a clump of her hair and guided her head down on him self.  He quickly had her in a bobbing pattern on his hard cock.  It took him longer to cum since he just had despite feeling all the pleasure that would usually make him cum.  He finally came and she swallowed it easily, having swallowed many times since her first night.

He got off the table and quickly pulled on his clothes before leaving the room.  Maria slid on her shirt, still feeling the usual feeling she felt -- exposed and vulnerable -- as she resumed washing dishes.  She drank water straight for the faucet to wash the nasty cum down and her own ass out of her mouth.
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Anna sat on her bed curled up in a ball, limbs tucked closely to her warm body.  She felt like she should be crying; she felt like she should feel some kind of emotion:  fear, hatred, anger, pain, sorrow, submission -- but there was nothing.  She layed on her side curled up for a long time thinking about school and her friends.  She was a fairly quiet person, but she still had a fairly large ring of friends.  When would they notice her absense?  Would they contact the police?  Even if the police did look for her, how would they have even the slightest idea where she was?  She kept thinking about how desperate her situation was and a deep sinking feeling invaded her numbess turning her stomach upside down.

Anna felt the man's sticky cum around her legs and pussy and she stood up dropping the blanket that had covered her.  She walked into the bathroom and closed and locked the door behind her.  She turned on the water, and she got it nice and warm before she stepped into it.  She remembered hearing some where that it was a bad idea to take a shower after being raped, but she knew she wouldn't escape for a long time, if ever.  She cleaned away the cum as best she could and then scrubbed her body.  She still felt the sticky cum even though it was gone, and she eventually had to get out of the shower when the water turned cold.  She cleaned off the rest of the soap in the freezing cold water before she got out of the shower and got a towel from under the sink.  She looked in the mirror noting how she looked skinnier and tired despite the ample sleep she had been getting.

Still holding the damp towel, Anna layed on the bed sideways curled up in a ball.  The lights were on and bright but she closed her eyes after pulling the towel over her exposed feet.  She thought about her dad and her child hood.  She thought about her mother wondering if she was looking down on her daughter from heaven and crying for her.  Anna's eyes watered, and she could feel her face tighten, but she wouldn't let her self cry.  She huddled closer to her self as a few tears flowed smoothly down the side of her head into her hair.  She got up and walked to the window holding the blanket wrapped tightly around her.

The shade made a small metalic sound as she bent it down with her finger to peer outside into the black night.  She had been expecting it to be light.  Maybe she fell asleep earlier.

Anna turned around quickly when the door opened.  She wrapped the towel tighter around her self.  The big man from when she was kidnapped walked in followed by Maria.  Maria was carying a plate with two sandwiches and some chips.  She sat the food down on the bed and left the room quietly.  The man looked at Anna hungrily but simply said, "You'll start working tomorrow, and you'll stay in Maria's room," before leaving.

Anna laid on the bed face down wondering what she would have to do the next day.  She eventually fell asleep with her face buried in the pillow after boredom stung at her for hours.

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Maria felt drowzy as sleep took her into its craddle removing her from the fuzzy blanket she was curled up in.  She slept softly for a while oblivous to the loud noises of the men playing poker down stairs in the living room, loudly throwing glasses around, scooting chairs, laughing with each other, and having a good time.

"I'd give anything for a good whore right now!"  The other men jovially agreed to his bellowing.  Little to the man's surprise, a man stood up smiling and saying he would return shortly.  It was the smaller man from Anna's kidnapping, Merrick.
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Maria continued sleeping as her door creeked open and the man approached her.  Her body was covered with goose bumps when the man threw the thick blanket on the floor, but Maria was out of it.  He started to grab her arm to take her downstairs, but realized he wanted a turn by him self first.  He took his pants off clumisly, senses clouded by the large amounts of alcohol the men had all consumed.  It was about 3AM and they had started drinking at around nine.  They drank shots bravely and laughed loudly talking about random things as they played poker and other card games.

Maria woke up as she felt the man's knee in the back of her thigh.  She gave out a muffled cry, but she was face down in the bed so it didn't travel.  He crawled up over her and laid down on top of her.  Maria felt his rock-hard cock probing her legs and buttocks before it found its mark.  She pushed her face into the two pillows she had been sleeping on and flexed every musle in her head as she tried to block out the pain of him entering her ass dry.  He laid down flat on her and she smelled the liquor and cigarettes on his stale breath as his face rested next to hers.  His cock slowly slid into her ass grabbing and tearing at her dry skin until he finally rested fully in her.  He was tired from the alcohol and dark room, but he raised him self up slowly keeping his cock burried deep in her ass before sliding back into her.  He grunted and continued this pattern for a long time as Maria continued trying to block out the pain.  Her ass felt like it was being stung by wasps over and over again as his large cock rested in her dry, tight hole.  His short strokes finally got him to a climax, and he came in her ass.  He sat up folding his legs under him self and pumped in and out of her a few times before getting off of her and clambering off the bed.  Maria heard his belt click as he put his pants back on.

She heard his heavy boots approach the bed, and she quaked inside knowing he was near.  Still oblivious to the noises down stairs, Maria tried to hide from his gaze by pushing her face further into the pillow.

"Come.  Join the party."  He said it quietly in the solitary silence.  She died inside and her face became hot as he grabbed her arm and yanked her out of bed.  He stripped her white shirt of her head and pulled her downstairs without much of a struggle.

The men looked at her naked body as she entered the room and they all cheered and whistled.  She counted the men.  Five including the one holding her.  One of the men at the table was another one of the house's henchmen, but she hadn't seen the other three before.  They had been cheering the loudest.

She was led over to the table and made to sit in the one empty chair.

"Who gets her first?"  One of the men questioned.

They argued for a moment and decided who ever won the poker hand would get her first then she would move around the table.

A tall heavily built man -- one of the visitors -- won the hand, and he eyed Maria hungrily.

"Come here... I'm not going to bite."  He said it with a sneer, standing up as he said it.  He dragged her back to his chair and pulled her down into his lap.  He pulled her warm body into his and reached around her groping her tits.  His hard cock stuck into Maria's fleshy bottom as she sat on his lap staring down at the table.  He stood up causing her to stand awkwardly in front of her as he dropped his pants.  The men continued playing poker like nothing out of the usual was happening. For them it wasn't anything unusual.

He sat back down naked from the waist down on the wooden chair and pulled her into his lap again.  She could feel his meaty cock pressing into her briefly before he motioned for her to stand up.  She thought may she would only have to suck him off, but she sank again as he turned her around facing him and got her onto his lap.  He held her in his strong arms and after much maneuvering finally got his cock in her pussy.  He slid in her dry pussy quickly, and she moaned out in pain.  The man in her looked at her contorted face and smiled.  The other men laughed a little and drank as they continued their poker game glancing at her bare back every so often, the men beside him admiring her tits as they bounced.  The man held Maria in place with his legs as he stripped his shirt off.  He held Maria close to him pressing her large tits against him self while he pushed her body up and down on his cock while simultaneously humping with his legs as best he could.  He groaned in pleasure after a little while as his cock began to tighten with Maria grinding on it quickly, her hips moving forward and away from him.  She looked down at his chest urging him to cum and be done already.  He shot his hot goo into her pussy and slumped down into the chair with the girl still on his tender cock.

"Whew!  She was amazing!"  He commented standing up and reclothing him self quickly as his cock shrank.
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The man's face was slightly red as he sat down drunkenly, and the man to his right stood up, grabbing Maria's arm, his cock already visibly throbbing.

"Hmmm."  The man across the table sounded quite drunk as he spoke up after noting 4 guys would have had their turn before he got her.  "I'm going to have to go after 4 others?  She'll be full of cum by then, and I'll have passed out!"

The standing man pulled Maria's naked body closer to him self, and addressed the man.  "Well, uhhh.... I guess we could share?"

The men around the table all agreed with little thought.  With the alcohol they would have fucked anything, and watching Maria naked was driving them all insane.

"Bleh, my hand sucked anyway."  One of the men threw his cards in the middle of the table face up and stood.  He walked over to a little seating area and moved a coffee table out from infront of a couch.  The guy whose turn it had been brought Maria over to the couch, and the other men abandoned their game hobbling drunkely over to the couch.  Maria was still sleepy, and quite angry.  She had been woken at 4AM to be gang raped.

The men all stripped down naked.  They all left their socks on to protect their feet from the cold floor.  The five men felt awkward standing around naked, and all converged on Maria at once.  The man whose turn had been interupted, Man 1, argued that he should get her pussy since he had given up his turn.  He quickly regretted that as another man called her ass, reflecting on how tight he expected it to be.  The other man who hadn't fucked her yet walked behind the couch anticipating to orally fuck her.

Man 1, the pussy man, sat down naked on the couch, and pulled Maria down onto himself with her facing downward.  Man 2 got behind her exposed asshole and spit on it a few times before grasping his cock and pushing against her hole.  His hand brushed Man 1's cock as he aligned him self with Maria's pussy and slowly slid in reveling in the wonderous feelings mutliplied by the alcohol.  The man under Maria moved his head to the side as the man behind the couch edged up to it, his cock sticking in Maria's face.  She grasped at it tiredly and halfheartedly leaned her head forward opening her mouth in a wide circle.  The two left over men, Merrick and some other guy, sat on the couch on the arm rests on either side and watched, slowly stroking their cocks, already imagining them selves fucking Maria.

The man behind the couch grabbed Maria's hair and began sliding her forward and back on his cock.  The man under her sat almost still, but she still slid back and forth on his cock due to the two other men's movements.


The men in her pussy and ass could feel each others' throbbing cocks through her thin wall, but neither of them cared much as they continued thrusting.

The man in her ass was a tall man -- about 6'5''.  He had a long, 8 inch cock that was large in circumfrence.  His cock hurt as he pounded in and out of her, but she only moaned a little with pain, already having trouble breathing from the 7 inch cock crammed into her mouth, now making attempts to go into her throat.  The man in her pussy had an average sized cock at just over 6 inches, all though it was a bit round for its length.  She barely felt him as the pain in her ass washed over her entire body unable to escape her mouth.

In the man's drunk brain it seemed like a smart enough thing to do, but he felt odd when he pulled out of Maria's ass and pushed his cock against the other man's, driving deep into Maria's pussy.  She screamed into the cock in her mouth, and the man moaned, feeling the vibrations.

Man 1 looked a bit confused as the other man's cock slid against his, the large veins on the bottom sliding beside each other, but their cocks and Maria's twat soon became one fleshy mass as the men pounded in and out in rhthym enjoying the emmense tightness two cocks created, how ever awkward it was.

Merrick stroked him self as he watched the spectacle.  Maria was groaning in pain from the double vaginal penetration, and the man behind the couch was still yanking her head forward and back, sliding his cock deep into her mouth, his head flung back in bliss.

The man who had been in Maria's ass quickened his pace sending Maria rocking back and forth precariously on the couch as his cock became more tender, finally nearing cumming.  He felt more drunk and swerved back and forth as he neared cumming.  The man on the bottom of Maria felt the other man's cum swirl around his cock as he watched his face contort in pleasure as he shot his load.  He stepped back lightheaded and quickly sat on the arm rest where Merrick had been.  The man in Maria's pussy had been set of by the slimey lube provided by the other man.  It swirled around deep in Maria's hole and tickled his cock head until he too came deep in her pussy moaning, almost screaming, out loud as he shot.

Merrick was positioning him self at Maria's ass as the other man got up off the arm rest, his spot being taken by the most recently ejaculated man.  Merick and the other man stood there awkwardly watching, not wanting to move Maria and ruin the other guy's fun as the man behind the couch leaned his head even farther back and gripped Maria's hair tighter.  He came in her mouth, and when she swallowed, the sucking feeling on his cock felt ambrosial.  He walked around the couch and sat down on the ground a few feet from Maria's ass, rubbing his cock trying to get hard again.

Merrick resumed positioning but was interupted again as the other man climbed under Maria, climbing to get his legs inbetween her widely spread ones.  Maria felt pain all over her body from her vagina being ripped wider and her ass being reamed, but she persevered as Merrick slid in her ass after spitting a little, and the man under her slid into her cunt.  She smelled his hair over the alcohol and ciggarettes smell as he pulled her close to him and whispered in her ear.

"You like getting double fucked, don't you?"

Maria wondered why men always asked if she liked what they were doing.  Did it make them feel better about what they were doing if they made her say yes?  Did they like the degradation it imposed on her?  Did they just feel like they should say something?


She felt the soreness creeping in already as Merrick and the man continued pumping in both her holes.  The man on the floor watched intently as pink skin slid in and out of pink skin rapidly accompied by much heavy breathing and groans.

The two men on the arm rests walked over to the table where the cards were and grabbed some liquor.  Man 1 picked up a dark, half-full bottle of bourbon, and the other man picked up a clear bottle of vodka.  They clinked the bottles together and drank straight from them as they watched Maria.  Man 2 drank deeply from the bottle, but Man 1 drank only about a shot.  Man 2 walked behind the couch and stroked his cock hard with little effort and held his 8 inch tool to Maria's mouth.  She leaned forward slightly, hanging her tits in Man 3's face as the man behind the couch grabbed her hair and pushed inside her warm, moist mouth.

Maria's neck was pressed into the edge of the couch as the man behind it pushed her head down and leaned down slightly.  He plundged in and out of her mouth as the other men fucked her ass and pussy cruely, moaning in pleasure as Maria groaned in pain.

The man on the floor got up and drank from the bottle of vodka the man fucking Maria's face had drank a large part of.  Man 1 was slumped over with his arms on his knees barely balancing on the arm rest.  His cock was entirely flacid, and after a moment he crawled backwards off of the arm rest and passed out naked on the floor.  The Vodka hit man 3 as he continued fucking Maria's pretty face.  He became shakey and offbalace as he slowly slid back and forth.  Eventually he came weakly and she swallowed it nearly sending the drunken man over the edge when her mouth vaccumed his tender cock head.  The man in her mouth sat in a chair by the couch and curled up sideways before falling asleep.

Merrick's pace quickened, and he continued pumping as his cock convulsed, spurting cum into Maria's sore asshole.  The man on the floor was leaning against the couch now, and his eyes were closed.  Even without the alcohol, it was nearly 6AM so the men were already tired.  Merrick tiredly pulled on his pants and wondered out of the room headed to a bed some where.

Maria felt weird with just one man in there now.  There was an awkward 6AM silence broken only by Maria's quiet grunts and the man's moans as he continued slowly sliding in and out of her.  She held the back of the couch trying to keep from falling off as he shifted around under her.  He was laid back on the couch with his back against the backboard, and he only had to rock his hips to fuck her.  She looked at him making eye contact for a moment when he stopped humping.

He motioned for her to get up, and she did so.  She started to walk about thinking maybe he was going to pass out too, but he motioned for her to come back after he laid down on the couch holding his hard cock.  He thought for a moment.  The man grabbed a pillow off the floor and put it behind his head before telling Maria to lay face down ontop of him.

He let his right leg set on the floor spread wide as she climbed on top of him.  His face contorted in pain as her knee pressed into his upper thigh as she situated her self, but he remained silent.  Maria tried to hold her legs close, but her left leg soon ended up on the floor by the man's right leaving her spread wide. Her right hand was on the top of the couch back, and her left hand was on the floor holding her from falling off the couch.

The man wrapped his left arm around Maria's back pushing her chest into his.  Maria was facing down with her head over the man's right shoulder looking to the left.  The man was looking straight up enjoying Maria's body heat as he positioned his cock at her pussy, holding it with his right hand.  He ran his cock up and down her slit with his hand before finding her pussy and pushing forward with his grounded leg.  His right hand found her right ass cheek as it stretched across her back to grab it.   Maria sat as still as she could on the man's shifting body as he pumped forward and back into her.   She stared blankly across the room, hearing the mans heavy breathing as he labored in and out of her.  She let out a painful groan as he slammed forward a few times extra swiftly, pushing down on her body to intensify the javelin thrusts, holding Maria's chest close to his the entire time.

The man grabbed her hair with his right hand and pulled it back causing her to scream.  At the same time, he ravished in and out of her pussy swifter than before.  He let go of her hair and sat still a moment with his hard cock still resting halfway inside of Maria.  Her face was looking straight down into the couch cushion from when he had been yanking her hair.  He turned his head sideways, and his warm breath filled Maria's ear as he whispered "fun time" harshly.

He pushed her off of him roughly onto the floor, and a large noise emanted as her back hit the hard floor.

"Get up!"  She complied, barely hurt from the floor and stood awkwardly infront of the man as he stood.  The man was no longer tired; adrenaline and lust flowed through his veins, being emitted heavily from his cock and balls which urged to be burried somewhere as they twitched impatiently.  He stroked them to calm their rancor as he spoke.

"Lay face down on the couch."

Maria did as told.  The man grabbed her left ankle and dragged her leg away from her other one, pulling it on the floor remaining mostly straight, slightly bent at the knee as it rested on the ground.  The man climbed inbetween her sprawled legs sitting up on his knees causing Maria to shift slightly as the cushion sank down.  Maria's head was turned to the left on the pillow, and her eyes were closed.  Her left hand held a framing board on the bottom of the couch as it sank near the floor, and her right hand was running along her body crammed between her warm body and the scratchy couch.  She sank deep into the couch cushions when the man leaned forward, letting his entire weight push into Maria cruely.  He held his butt high in the air for a moment and grabbed his cock with his right hand while holding the left side of the couch near the bottom of the cushion to keep his balance.  Maria felt his large cock slide in her pussy as his entire weight slammed down into her again.  He grunted, and the couch squeaked its disapproval rapidly as he pumped his pelvis quickly forward and down, back and up pushing his entire cock into Maria and then sliding back until the cock head threatened to fall out.  He breathed heavily into Maria's ear as he pumped.  His left hand found hers on the underside of the couch resting on a board, and he covered her hand with his.  His right hand slid under her body inbetween her arm and the couch and squeezed her tit roughly as he continued to pound in and out of her.  Maria was still staring to her left, but her eyes were now open as the man roughly slid in and out of her semi-wet pussy.  He stopped his deep strokes on occasion to keep from cumming.  He laid still on her with his cock resting all the way inside of her pussy and ran both of his hand under her to play with her tits, squeezing and pulling, grabbing and poking before he would be pumping again after the waves of his orgasm passed.

He continued pumping, and then he sat still as his orgasm approached.  Maria felt his cock pulse once, and he moaned but remained entirely still.  He waited for a long moment knowing the slightest movement could make him cum.  Maria thought about moving slightly to see if he would cum, but he was pinned down under his weight.  After a long minute he finally felt the cumming pass although his cock head was still very tender.  Maria was wondering what happened as he sat up on his knees and pulled out of her.  Did he cum?  She didn't feel him cum....

The man stroked his cock and looked down before spitting.  Maria felt the spit land on the back of her left butt cheek.  He leaned down close to her and spit, this time hitting his mark as the spit hit squarely on Maria's asshole.  He spit a few more times, and Maria grabbed the bottom of the couch harder, preparing her self.  He manuevered closer, moving forward with small steps of his knees, before Maria felt his cock head at her asshole.  He leaned forward back onto her, and she could feel his cock slowly sliding into her dry ass.  She sqealed as he finally came to rest entirely inside of her.  He pumped in and out of her as he had done earlier execpt this time he went much slower, enjoying the intense tightness, knowing he would cum quickly if he went too fast.  He grabbed both of her round tits roughly and squeezed them painfully as he pumped.  Maria felt the familiar feeling of her ass being stretched much bigger than it was meant to be.  The skin around her asshole hurt as it was strethed out feeling like an Indian burn.  Her ass muscles contracted naturally around his cock adding to his pleasure.

He neared cumming and tried his sitting still technique, but her muscles continued to pulse, and he realized it wasn't going to work.  He leaned slightly up and began pumping with a renewed vigor as his cock pulsed its pleasure.  Maria whined on occasion as his cock slid roughly.  He was breathing very rapidly and was sweating slightly despite the pleasant room temperature when he finally came.  He squeezed her tits extra hard causing the skin to blanch where he was squeezing as he continued pumping.  His eyes closed from the pleasure, and his cock felt unbearabley good as he pumped causing him to moan lowly.  Maria felt his hot, slimy cum deep in her ass.  He slid back and forth weakly enjoying Maria's ass until the end waiting for his cock to go completely flacid.  It stayed hard for a moment due to the continuous feeling, but eventaully shrank.  Maria felt weird with cum sitting in her rectum as the man continued to lay heavily ontop of her.

The man turned sideways and pulled Maria sideways too.  He bent his legs slightly and rested his head on the pillow as he pulled her close to him, allowing one hand to rest on her tit.  She cringed.

The cum started to leak out of her ass, but the man didn't notice as sleep took him.  Maria waited until his breathing on the nape of her neck became calmer and more mechanical.  She lifted his arm off of her breast and slid off the couch praying he would remain asleep.  She entered the room quietly with her ass and pussy already feeling sore.  She found her bed and crawled under her blanket with cum still dripping out of her.  She fell asleep 2 minutes later at 7:10AM.
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Anna woke up to a warm, soft hand on her left shoulder.  She was face down on the bed with the blanket covering her lower back.  She sat there wondering who it was for a moment in her morning grogginess.  She judged it to be around 9AM.  It seemed early, but not too early.  She pulled the blanket up so it would fully cover her and turned over to see who was actually patient enough to let her wake up before addressing them.

Maria looked terrible.  She was wearing her usual just white shirt, and she was standing oddly like she was sore.  Anna couldn't tell for sure, but she would have guessed that Maria would have limped when she walked.  Dark circles were under her eyes and the usual sadness peered out from far beyond her eyes.

"Are you all right?"

Maria thought it odd that Anna cared.  No one ever cared.  She looked at Anna like she had asked her what her social security number was.

Maria realized she should say something.

"Ummm, I'm fine.... Rough night."

"Oh..."

Anna trailed off and reached to try and wipe the sleep out of her eyes.  The blanket fell and exposed her breasts when she moved her hand.  She quickly snatched the blanket back up, but Maria didn't even notice.

"According to the [i]boss[/i], you have to help now."

They looked at each other awkwardly again.

"What do I do?"

"You can just follow me around for today."  Anna liked that idea.  She didn't like the idea of being around the house alone...  She hated to admit it, even to her self, but she rationalized that if she was with Maria, she was less likely to be fucked.

Anna stood up and started to follow Maria after wrapping the blanket around her, but Maria said she should probably leave it.  Anna timidly dropped the blanket and followed after her.

She realized they were going to another one of the guest bedrooms.

They walked into a dark room, and Maria walked over to a Queen size bed.  She reached under it and pulled a much-too-large white shirt out from under it.  Anna saw a few more, but still felt guilty taking it when Maria offered it to her.

Anna slipped it on and felt a little more covered, but her nipples still poked through it, and her skin was still quite visible.  Also, it was long, but it still allowed a decent view of her ass and pussy, especially when she was walking around.

"Oh, also, you'll be sleeping in here from now on."  Anna looked around.  She thought it must be Maria's room.

Anna noticed Maria's limping thinking a little more clearly now, but didn't ask as she led the way to the kitchen.

They passed through the living room where the poker game had been, and Anna froze.

"They?  Oh my god!"  Maria blushed not quite sure what to say.  Anna looked around in shock at the four naked men sprawled out on the ground.  "Oh my God!  That's horrible!"

"Shhh!"  Maria's face turned tense.  Anna felt guilty as they left the room for being glad they hadn't decide to wake her as well.  Once she thought about it, she had no idea why they didn't wake her.  In their eye's she was just another pussy....

Anna imagined 4 guys on one girl not even knowing that Merrick had been there too, and cringed inside.  That had to have hurt.  She noticed the alcohol as they were leaving the room and imagined all the aweful things they probably did to her.

Maria entered the kitchen like she knew where she was going.  She pulled a loaf of bread from a cabinet and grabbed two cups.  She retrieved some jelly from the refridgerator and set it on the cabinet before getting a knife and frozen sausage.  She put the sausage in the microwave and grabbed a bottle of pills from a drawer.  Anna looked at the pills confused.

"Pregnancy pills...."

Maria got water from the sink and took a pill.  Anna looked at her oddly still.

She started having crazy thoughts.  Maybe if she got pregnant, they wouldn't want her anymore?  Maybe they would just let her go!  She could get free that way!

Maria looked at her.  "Trust me.  You want to take them."  Maria sounded serious.  "I wouldn't put it under [i]them[/i] to kill you if you got pregnant."

Anna thought about it.  They had basically enslaved her, and they had raped her since day one, not to mention kidnapped her to begin with.  Why wouldn't they just kill her if she got pregnant?  They had to make her disappear anyway.

Anna got water and took one of the large pills too.

Maria put the pills back and got the sausage from the microwave, putting it on two paper plates.

Anna looked at her for a moment.  "So why don't we just run?  I mean there's not even anyone here right now!"

"Oh... There's someone around here somewhere... I tried to run once."  She turned around and lifted her shirt up to show a scar on the lower bottom left of her back.  "That's where they stabbed me when they were punishing me."  The scar stuck above her skin a little bit and looked quite nasty.

They picked up the sausage with their hands and ate quietly for a moment before Anna asked where everyone was.

"The boss is probably on business some where, and most of the other people aren't usually here.  Merrick is no doubt sleeping off his hang over upstairs, and Igor is lurking somewhere."

Anna ate in silence again, all of her questions answered for the moment, and then she thought of a major one.

"So... What do they want from us?  Like why are we here?"

"Ehhhh It sounds terrible outloud..."

Anna looked at her.

"Random things..."  Anna gave her a look emploring her to elaborate more.

"We're sometimes party entertainment."  She motioned towards the living room, and Anna cringed imaging herself mixed up in the previous night's activities.

"Sometimes they make movies..."

"Oh.  yeah -" Anna trailed off realizing she didn't want to talk about it.

"And some times they rent us out."

Anna looked at her like she was crazy, but it wasn't Maria who was crazy.  The mafia had been trading women for years.  They didn't exactly view women as worth anything.  They were just something to be fucked.  Just another thing that feels good, like booze or, in their case, violence.  As long as there was a demand for women, the Mafia would be willing to sell them.

Anna and Maria threw away their paper plates and put up the jelly after they ate some bread.  Anna realized something.

"So... they just let us get food and," she took on a strange voice, "[i]pregnancy pills[/i]?"

"Basically, yes."

Anna was wondering what she and Maria were going to do, but she didn't have to wonder long before Maria led the way in a circle to all the bedrooms collecting laundry, making mental notes of whose stuff was whose.

"This is how I got the white shirts," she confided when they were in the hall way, both of them carrying over flowing laundry baskets to the laundry room for the 3rd time, "I didn't like walking around naked... The men loved it...."

She told Anna had she had tried to steal a pair of boxer shorts too, but had been beaten for it, all though they did let her keep the shirts for some reason, and once again Anna felt guilty since she now had one of the shirts Maria had suffered for.

They came to a door, and Maria motioned to be quiet with her fingers to her lips.  "Stay here," she whispered cracking the door open slowly.  She looked inside and saw what she had expected.  Merrick was spread out face down on the bed passed out still, but she still didn't know how easily he could be woken.  She saw him and her anus hurt a little.  Anna looked inside the door and saw Merrick face down on the bed, realizing Maria didn't want to wake him.

Maria creeped around in his room and bathroom for 30 seconds collecting clothes on the floor.  They headed to the laundry room, and they put the clothes in the washing machine in the dryer.  They put a new load in the washing machine and took the clean clothes back the the first room they had visited.

Maria thought for a moment trying to think of something to do.  She hated that she had to do work, but at the same time, it was her escape.  She could remember the first week or so she had been at the house, cooped up in a room bored out of her mind day and night.  When she was forced to do simple things like clean then she was elated.  Being trapped with her own thoughts for 16 hours a day when she was kidnapped, beaten and repeatedly raped, while fearing being raped again was far from fun.  Even still as she cleaned she would be assaulted by some random man who she dare not deny access to her [i]private[/i] parts, but she generally just avoided people.

In a weird way, it had become Maria's way of life.  She had been there two years -- ever since she was 18.  She had never known anything different besides her child hood, and it was with a poor family and an abusive father.  Her mother had tried to protect her, but her father just battered her out of the way when it came down to it.  Luckily her father had never raped her, but it had come close a few times if she was to reflect back.  Maria would have given anything to be free from the confines of the house, but in the same way, she had no where and no one to go to.  She probably couldn't find her family, and she wouldn't want to anyway.  She had no other relative she knew about, and she had a very meager education.  She had no money, and she wouldn't even have a place to live.  In her mind, she at least saw certainty at the house even if it was dreadful.  She caught her self rationalizing every now and then that she would probably end up a whore on the streets anyway, but when ever she caught her self in those thoughts, she always promptly corrected her self.

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One of the men in the living room woke up and rubbed his head.  He felt the cold floor under part of him and a rough rug under his upper body, and he had to think for a minute.  He looked around the room and laughed a little.  He saw 3 other nude men sleeping happily, and he remembered the night before.

He absentmindedly walked over to his pants and reached in the pocket pulling out a wrist watch.  11:22?  He thought for a minute.

'We probably fell asleep around 6.... Damn... I need more sleep.... It was worth it though.'

He started thinking about Maria.  He heard her screaming again as he slid his 8inch cock in and out of her ass.  He heard her shriek as he slid his cock into her pussy with another guy.

"Wait..."  He thought for a moment.  "Did I really do that?!"  He laughed quietly outloud.  "Poor girl... has to be hurting today."

He pictured him self fucking her again and realized he was hard.  He wiped some clear precum off his cock head and slipped his clothes on.

He wasn't quite sure what to do.... He was in someone else's home, and everyone he knew was unconscious on the floor.  He realized there were 4 naked men in someone's living room, and thought that would be seen as kind of odd too.  He thought about waking his friends up, but decided not to.  He should've been still sleeping too, but he was used to waking up early.  Much earlier than 11:22.

His cock had calmed down, but he was still feeling fiesty.
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He was wondering if it would be rude to find Maria when he heard footsteps in the hall not far away.  He thought quickly:
	Well... It is someone else's house and girl, but then again 5 of us did ream her last night.... Bah fuck it... I'm horny!
	
He walked towards the hall way and opened the door slowly.  He saw Maria walking with an empty clothes basket towards the laundry room.  He stepped into the hall, and she darted into the laundry room when she saw him.

Anna ask her what was wrong when she saw Maria, but she just told her to be quiet.  There was no use hiding since he had seen her go in the door, but it had been worth a try.

The man walked into the room.

"Yoo-hoo?  Anyone here?"

It was a small room, and he had said it jokingly.  Maria was 5 feet from him, and on her other side was Anna.

"Ohhh what do we have here?"  He walked towards Anna and looked at her body from head to toe.

He looked at Maria.  "So who do you think I should fuck?"

She looked at him blankly, and he asked again more viciously.

"Neither of us."

He laughed and asked again.

"Who ever you like more."

"Are you sore this morning?"

Maria tried to kill him with a look.

"Oooohhhh does that look mean your ass hurts?  Is your pussy twice as big?"  He smiled widely.

He had backed them both into a corner and was running his hands all over both of them.

Anna was shaking wildly wondering who he would choose.
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The vile man stepped back pulling off his shirt and unbuttoning his jeans.  He paused for a moment with his jeans loosely hanging around his waist, now unbuttoned.  "Both of you, take your shirts off."

Anna and Maria stood for a moment looking at him and he yelled the same words at them much louder the second time.  Maria complied quickly exposing her bare body to the hungry man, but Anna sat a moment shaking feeling exposed.  He looked at her questioningly and she slowly slid the shirt over her head letting her breasts hang out as she continued to shake more.

"Nice..." He said it absent mindedly as he pulled his pants and underwear down letting his large, hard cock flop into the air.

He stroked his cock slowly as he thought.  "Face away and bend over."  The girls just looked at him.  "NOW!"  He was tired of having to wait after he told them to do something, and they quickly followed his command after he screamed.

Anna and Maria glanced at each other, but looked away both embarrassed.  They bent over with thier legs closed tightly, knowing that would expose them less.

"Spread your legs."  They spread their legs about a foot apart. "More!"  They moved their legs a little more.  "Much more!  Show me your fuck holes, you stupid whores!"  They both spread their legs wide, leaving them bent over spread wide for his eyes to see.  "Good whores."  He said it like he was talking to a dog that had sit upon command.

The man crouched down on his knee behind Anna to survey her.  She started shivering more severly as she waited for him to move to Maria.  He paused a moment taking his time as his hungry cock ran up his left leg sticking slightly up.  Anna shook as he slid two fingers into her remarking on how tight she was.  He shuffled over slightly to Maria's hind end and paused looking at her.  She felt two rough fingers slide blindly into her pussy as the man spoke.  "Ahhh much looser without two cocks."  He laughed, and she continued staring at the floor.

"Who would you rather me fuck?"  He slid his fingers in and out of Maria, stroking his cock slowly as he gazed at her through her legs past her tits at her chin as she stared downward.

She didn't answer.

"You would rather me fuck the other girl, wouldn't you?"  It amused him.  It was quite silly really.  Neither of the girls wanted to be raped, but they both refused to go against each other, voicing that opinion.

"You," he shuffled slightly left closer to Anna and slapped her ass cheek, "Would you rather me fuck you or the other whore?"

Anna didn't answer either, and he nodded, "Uh huh...."

He widthdrew his hand, and his cock-hand froze for a moment.  "I'll fuck the first one I'm told to fuck."  He enjoyed tormenting them, trying to make them betray one another.  He looked at Maria.  She seemed new, and he expected her to blurt out to fuck Maria.  He looked at Maria wondering if she would say anything.

Anna thought for a moment, adrenaline and fear running through her veins clouding her mind.  She could get out of this!  She could get away scott free!  Yeah, it meant betraying Maria in a way, but she had said it her self; she didn't mind being there.  Anna knew that wasn't what she meant, but it helped her feel better as she almost shouted.  "Maria!"

Maria glanced to her left at Anna, but as soon as their eyes met, Anna looked left at the wall avoiding Maria's glare.

The man laughed as he stood up to his full height, still holding his warm cock in his left hand, readying him self to sheath it in a warm hole.

He laughed again as Anna shuddered when his clammy hands gripped her sides pulling her closer to him as she leaned over, her pussy exposed to his huge cock.  Maria stood up and backed away.

"Wha-"  Anna said it silently.

"Haha!  I'm going to fuck you anyway, you stupid bitch!"

Anna sank inside.  Now Maria was spiting her, and he had been planning to fuck her anyway.

"You!"  He let go of Anna for a moment with one hand to point at Maria.  "Put your shirt down and come watch."  She abandoned her effort to redress and walked back to slightly behind the man.

"Aww, come closer."  She stepped closer, and he grabbed her by the hair pushing her down on the ground.  She was right beside his cock and Anna's pussy with a perfect view of insertion as the man grabbed Anna on both of her hips pulling her towards him while simultaneously lunging forward.

Anna felt the familiar dry friction as her almost entirely dry pussy was ripped into by the man's cock.  She planted her hands more firmly on the ground as he pushed forward roughly causing her to almost lose her balance.  Maria looked away, but he demanded she watch as he continued thrusting.  She stared blankly at the cock slowly sliding in and out of Anna' pink slit into her sex hole.

The tightness of Anna's pussy was rare with mafia girls.  He decided she had to be new to be that tight, not yetting being broken in adequetly.  He continued reflecting on her tightness as it pushed around his cock from all directions causing him to moan mid-thrust as his cock head pulsed, the sensative nerve masses tingling in delightful bliss.

The man's caloused fingers dug into Anna's bone as he gripped her hips tightly, shifting his fingers slightly meaning to cause discomfort.

Maria sat on her knees bent slightly back tuning out the lewd act in front of her as she covered her tits shyly.

Anna's balance was almost lost as he began pumping furiosly, and after a few strokes she fell forward.

The man told her to get on her knees, and she did as told.  "Suck me off."

Her warm mouth soon surrounded his cock.  "You can help, too," He smiled pointing at Maria.  The two girls' tongues crossed as they both licked up and down his cock.  Maria was finally pushed out of the way as the man grabbed Anna's head to control her and forced him self deep in her throat.  She cringed readying her self for the man's warm cum in her mouth, but he pulled out moaning as his cock began to twitch.  He ran his hand quickly on his cock as it continued pulsing ecstasy like rhythms leaving his hot, gooey cum running down Anna's face resting on her cheeks and lips.  There wasn't much cum, but Anna felt as if the defiling liquid coated her as she shrank feeling like she had lost value.  She wiped the cum off of her face with her hand, and she sat on her knees slumping to the floor as Maria had done long before.

The girls reclothed them selves after the man quickly redressed, his cock already shrinking.
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As the man left the room, and the girls slipped their shirts back on, Anna looked at Maria.

"Sorry."

Maria made like she was going to say something and half shrugged.  She hadn't minded much, most likely because she ultimately didn't end up being raped, but Anna was still bothered by her own easy betrayal.

The girls finished the laundry, and Anna asked Maria what they would do next.  Maria said they would need to wash dishes or clean something, but nothing needed attention on that day, so they wondered Maria's room silently, Anna still basking in her own shame.

Anna felt the warm, slimy cum oozing down her legs and she excused her self to take a shower.  When Anna exited the warm room, wiping a small bit of the fog off of the mirror to see how different she looked first, Maria was asleep on the bed curled into a ball hugging her self with her head barely on a pillow and a small blanket barely covering her legs.

Anna laid on the bed after slipping her shirt back on forfeiting her towel to the ground for lack of anything else to do.  Ever since she had been taken captive, boredom had dominated her life.  With out television, friends, and even school that she hated, she had nothing to do, and always found her self thinking about her situation, making time pass even slower.

Anna could feel her eyes closing, but she didn't make an effort to fight the drowsiness as it slid into her head from the top, ever slightly pushing her eye lids down farther until finally they closed, not reopening.

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3 days went by fairly uneventfully.  Anna woke up next to Maria each morning.  Every morning Maria was already awake, looking at the wall, facing away from Anna.  Maria would feel Anna move, know she was awake, and then they would go to eat.

They usually ate plain foods -- bread, cereal, every now and then eggs.  They would both eat in silence.  After eating slowly, they would begin their chores.

They always started with laundry.  To every room they went, gathering clothes, and it seemed more people lived in the house than they ever saw.  They went around to about 8 rooms, and 8 loads of laundry they had to do.  For Anna, remembering which clothes went where was hard, but Maria had a pattern.

After laundry, they cleaned random rooms.  They went around to each room in the same order as they did the laundry, made beds and just straightened things in general.  Then, they cleaned the kitchen, doing dishes that were rarely there.  After that, they moved to the living room, making sure the pillows were straight and nothing was littering the floor.

In 3 short days, Anna learned the art of avoiding house members.  If she and Maria heard a sound coming towards them, they would run to a different room and find something else to do.  If they were in a hall, they would duck in a door until the footsteps passed.  On occasion they were caught or called to.  The first time they were called to, Anna showed no sign of moving, but Maria moved promptly, and with her, she pulled Anna, knowing she was saving Anna from a much worse fate.

When going to face their caller, he always wanted the same thing.  It was always random guys.  Some guys Anna had never seen before, and a lot Maria had only seen on occasion.  They all had different situations and settings, but the same basic thing always happened.  They would choose either Anna or Maria.  The man would step forward and grab who ever he chose by the arm.  She would be led to somewhere more convenient for him, maybe a counter top to lean over, a bed corner to keel over on, or a couch to sit in his lap on.  Sometimes the man would take all of his clothes off, but normally he just dropped his pants, letting his cock flop out, and left his shirt on.  Over counter tops was a common thing.  The girl would be leaned over, standing a few feet back from the counter with her legs spread.  The girl's hanging tits would begin to sway as the man entered her, beginning to pump quickly.  None of the men ever lasted long.  They just wanted to relieve them selves, like going to the bathroom; they didn't want to fuck for hours or anything.  A pace would get built up, the girl's parts jiggling all over the place, and the man would groan, moaning in ecstasy, highly contrasting the girl's silence.

Finally, his strokes would become shorter, more rapid.  His grunting would deepen and sounded aired.  Suddenly the pumping would intensify, and the girl would feel his cock swelling and shrinking inside of her pussy.  Warm cum would then fill the girl's pussy.  Usually after that, the man would disappear again, and the girl would go to join the other girl in the room over.  The other girl would say nothing; they would both pretend it didn't happen, despite the cum then dripping down the victim's leg, and the far-from-shy groans that sometimes came from the neighboring room.

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Finally, after those three long days, something happened.  The girls were in their room when they heard a squeak.  Anna ran to the window and looked out, wondering who would be there.  She saw a prominent looking man get out of the back of a car.  He looked to be about 30, in good shape, with short long hair, a jacket, and a stern countenance.  He sat with the door open for a few minutes.  Anna was wondering what he was waiting for.  She called to Maria, but she didn't seem interested.  She was laying on the bed, half asleep, both of the girls having been kept up the night before till almost 3AM by three of the men.  The three men had focused mainly on Maria, but at all times Anna had a cock in her, constantly pumping.  They had to just sit there for almost 4 hours, while the men mechanically drilled in and out of them, groaning and moaning as they came, rested and repeated, drinking in between the bouts of sex.

Peeking through the blinds, Anna saw another car pull up, and she realized what the man had been waiting on.  Out of the car stepped a driver and two passengers.  They looked less important than the man, but they wore outfits that matched the driver of the leader's car.  They had on black pants, with black, fuzzy jackets.  They looked oddly serious, and Anna realized why when she saw a gun in the back seat of the new car.  She was wondering what the guns were for when she saw it, but she was relieved when the 5 people began walking toward the house, sans guns.

8 o'clock.... Anna felt tired like Maria.  Letting the new events slip from her mind, she curled up on the bed by Maria and drifted to sleep.


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Maria and Anna scrambled up to a sitting position when they heard the door open.  The room was dark except for moonlight, but their eyes soon burned as the lights switched on mercilessly.  Anna glanced at the clock, shielding her eyes.  10:32PM.  Oddly enough, the clock was the only electric thing besides lighting in the room.  Merrick stood in the door way, and he looked oddly impatient.  "Come on," he said, "You two have some... entertaining to do."

Both girls looked at him for a minute still sleepy, but when he started to step forward, they both got out of bed, already wearing their white shirts.  They followed him, both secretly suspecting they were about to have to service the entire group of men.


Both girls felt ironically relieved when they came to the door of one of the bed rooms.  Merrick opened the door, and the leader from the car looked back over his shoulder, talking to someone on the phone.  He motioned for the girls to come inside, and Merrick closed the door and walked off.  The leader spoke in rapid, rushed Russian, keeping his voice low, trying to keep the girls from hearing.  He had a strange accent -- Anna decided it was eastern after a moment.

He snapped his flip phone shut and set it on a dark wooden dresser before turning around.  He looked at the girls for a minute, allowing his eyes to rake up and down them both, one girl at a time, starting with Anna.  The girls stood awkwardly as his eyes lingered over their bodies.  They felt like criminals being inspected by a jury.

Finally he spoke.  "Take your shirts off."

They both were slightly shaking as they reached towards the bottom of their shirts in unison and began pulling them upward.  After he gave the command, he had started unbuttoning his button-down shirt.  He stopped for a moment with his shirt resting half way between his shoulders and wrists, stretched taut behind his back, to look at them.  He made an approving face as he glanced over their tits, and he resumed undressing.  He set his shirt down on top of his suitcase and began working on his pants.  He undid his belt, unbuttoned his pants, unzipped them and pulled them down.  It seemed weird to the girls seeing an obviously powerful man in his orange and blue boxers.  It felt odd, like something they shouldn't see.  It also felt kind of special though.  He would be embarrassed that way in front of many people, but for them, he felt no embarrassment.  Then again, he was in control; they were standing naked in front of him, about to have to do what he asked.

He folded his pants over his suitcase, his erection poking out abruptly inside his boxers.  He dropped his boxers, and an eight inch cock sprang free.  He walked calmly to the side of the bed and pulled the comforter off onto the floor, leaving the cold, chocolate colored sheet exposed.  He set two pillows against the wall, and he crawled on the bed.  He laid back on the pillows, and the girls turned to watch him.  He patted both side of him on the bed while his cock ran up his stomach rock hard, and he motioned towards the girls, pulling them towards him with his fingers.

They both climbed onto the bed at its foot, and they crawled on their hands and knees to him.  They were both sitting on their knees awkwardly on either side of him, and he pulled both of them towards him.  Maria's cheek got pulled awkwardly to his left peck, and his left arm held her head close to him as he stroked her hair.  He pulled Anna's face to his, lightly grasping her hair, and she opened her mouth awkwardly as his tongue invaded it.  He pushed Anna's head down to his right peck after a moment, and he held them both for a minute before whispering, "Lick me," like it was something entirely normal.  He pushed the pillows out from behind his head, and turned his head sideways as the girls leaned up.

They made awkward eye contact for a minute, before they both readjusted.  They laid flat on their stomachs with their hands holding them up above his chest, and they both leaned down.  They had never been asked to lick someone before, but they improvised much to his liking.  All up and down his naked torso they licked.  They teased his nipples, flicking their tongues around them.  Anna could see his raging cock out of the corner of her eye as she leaned down close to him to lick his slightly hairy nipple. She kissed down his torso lightly, getting close to his pelvis, but then traced back up again.  Maria sucked on his nipple like a vacuum while Anna did that, and the man lifted his arms off of the bed, putting them on the head of each girl.  He led Anna to his other nipple, and he held them there for a minute, letting their soft, moist, warm tongues caress his tender skin.

He let go of Maria's head, and said, "Go down," softly, continuing to hold Anna in place.  As Maria moved down his torso, he let go of Anna and laid back, his body entirely relaxed.

Maria's hand felt cold as she picked up his cock, but her hand warmed up quickly.  She could taste his salty precum as she set her lips on his cock head.  She flicked her tongue around his head for a minute, and he groaned lightly.  Anna kissed all over his chest and torso, randomly licking his nipples and moving around him.  He leaned up slightly, glancing at Anna and said, "Lick, don't kiss."

Maria opened her mouth and let her head fall towards the ground.  His cock slid into her warm open mouth, and he groaned.  She closed her mouth on him and her head began sliding up and down with her hair cascading down to tickle his pelvis and thighs.  Anna began licking, not kissing. She slid her tongue all over him.  She licked from one nipple to the other, stopping to tease them for a second, and then she licked down to his thick happy trail.  She licked back up him to his nipples, and he turned his head from one side to the other.  Anna glanced at him, and she could see his eyes were closed.  For a moment Anna thought he had fallen asleep, but then he blindly grabbed the pillows and stacked them behind his head.  He opened his eyes and watched the girls work.  Maria gracefully glided up and down his cock, taking most of it into her mouth, and Anna licked him up and down smoothly.  He watched for a minute, savoring every feeling of ecstasy.

Finally, he shifted, sitting up against the wall behind him, the cold pillows on his mid back, his legs bent at the knee, his hard cock resting on the bottom of his left thigh.  The girls sat up on their knees, confused as to what he was doing.  "Hmmm," he said, thinking out loud, draping his hands over his knees casually.  He straightened his legs, and spread them, motioning for the girls to get in front of him, and said something.  They both were close to each other, trying not to step on his legs.  They had turned around on his command, and they sat up, resting their bottoms on their feet.  "Bend over," He said.  They both kind of bent over, barely touching their upper bodies to the bed with their arms bent beside them, but that wasn't what he had meant.  "On your knees...."

They complied, standing on all fours like dogs, and they both felt exposed as he look at their bald pussies and assholes.  Their shoulders made solid contact as they stood, and their calves touched too, their legs slightly spread.  Their backs were level, and they could see each other's faces out of the corner of their eyes as their hair hung down towards the bed.  He leaned forward a little, and ran his hand over Maria and then Anna's ass, retracting his legs and getting on his knees.  He slid a finger in Anna's pussy and wiggled it around, and then repeated the procedure with Maria.  He leaned over, supporting him self with his hands and looked for a moment.  He squeezed their butt cheeks, and spanked them a little before crawling off of the bed, allowing more room on the bed.

"You," he said, pointing at Anna.  She glanced up at him, looking oddly out of the top of her eyes the way she was leaned over, glancing slightly backwards over her right shoulder.  "Lay on the pillow."  He stroked his cock as he watched her crawl towards the wall.  She laid face down, expecting that's what he wanted, but he stopped her, saying, "Face up."  Maria moved timidly out of the way to the corner of the bed as Anna layed down, her head resting on the pillows.  She was laying with her body tense, her arms close to her sides, and her legs closed tightly.

The man crawled back on the bed after Anna was situated, and he sat up on his knees beside her stomach.  He licked her nipples for a minute, leaning down awkwardly, and he squeezed her ample tits while Maria looked at the ceiling, trying to block everything out.  Anna turned her head to the side and clinched her eyes.  He licked her nipples in circles, and they grew hard, making Anna shrink inside.  He wrapped his lips around her left nipple, sucking lightly on it, and he flicked his moist tongue over the top of it, teasing her.  Anna was humiliated inside, and she hated that it actually felt quite good.  He continued sucking and licking, and his hand slowly skated down her torso.  Resting his thumb on the top of her pelvis, his fingers snaked down in between her clamped legs.  He rubbed her clit for a moment before pushing his fingers down further.  Anna felt like crying when she felt his thumb ease up as he curved his hand more and then two fingers push inside of her slowly.  He licked and massaged her tits, and his fingers kept pushing in and out, in and out.

Maria glanced over and watched for a moment, slightly amused at their stances.  The man was on his knees, leaning down with his left hand and mouth on Anna's left tit.  His legs were spread a little more than shoulder width, and his strong, tan muscle-strung back sloped down gently to his black hair.  His right shoulder pressed awkwardly into Anna's stomach, and Maria could see his left arm pushing painfully into the side of Anna's chest.  His strong right hand dug and squeezed feverishly at her cunt, always trying to burrow deeper, like an animal hiding from prey.  His butt cheeks and the back of his thighs were extremely hairy, a strange contrast to his bald dick and ball sack.  His balls hung down low, the left one half an inch lower than the right, and his cock ran up along his stomach, pointing slightly left as it always had, screaming his arousal as he hungrily sucked and finger fucked Anna.

The man shifted slightly, leaning painfully on Anna with his elbow, and he leaned down close to Anna's ear and closed eye.  "Spread your legs," He whispered harshly.  She spread her legs slightly, but he grabbed her ankles and adjusted her legs how he wanted them:  spread wide like the whore she was.  He climbed between her legs, laying down with his stomach on the cold sheets.  His hand darted down towards his waist, and he leaned sideways briefly as he adjusted his bent cock to run along the bed since it has been squished pointing downward toward his feet.  He ran each arm under each of Anna's legs, slightly above the knee, leaving his hands resting on her thighs.  He crawled slightly forward and leaned his head forward, sticking out his tongue.  He flicked his tongue around her clit, making it turn hard shortly.  Then, keeping contact the entire time, he ran his tongue through her lips down to the bottom.  His tongue slipped inside of her, and he shook his head slightly back and forth while trying to wedge his tongue deeper.  His nose grazed her upper cunt, tickling her slightly.  Maria laughed a little to herself, reflecting on how much dick and cum had been where the man was licking.

He licked over her up and down for a while, allowing him self to dart inside of her.  He removed his hands after a minute, and he began rubbing her, sometimes licking his own fingers and hand on accident.  He sat up after a while, and he rested his butt on his feet for a moment as he wiped his mouth and chin subconsciously, looking down at Anna's body as his hard cock poked into the air.  He crawled forward bearishly on his knees and hands, and as his chest lined up over Anna's he dropped from his hands to his forearms.  His lower body meshed with hers awkwardly as he leaned down from his knees allowing him self to lay down on top of Anna.  He let his arms rest flatly on the bed, and Anna shrunk inside as his chest pushed into her chest.

She shuddered as she could sense his face by her ear.  She felt his warm, moist breath as he spoke, saying, "I think you're wet," and she heard him laugh quietly at his own teasing.  He shifted his lower body awkwardly for a moment, and she felt his cock disappear from her lower stomach.  His butt pointed into the air as he adjusted his cock, wiping his precum through Anna's pussy lips, enjoying the feeling the wet friction gave his cock head.  He found her pussy hole quickly, and he put his cock head to it.  He leaned his entire body forward, pressing him self down onto Anna as he slid inside of her.  His elbows rested on the sides of Anna, leaving his heavy body pushing down onto her except down low where his knees were acting as pivots.  He spread his legs a little to give him better thrusting capability, and soon his shallow movements changed.  He pulled his butt into the air with the same hook motion each time and then drove back down, like he was in rewind or perhaps fast forward.  His feet were crossed at the ankles behind him, and when Anna opened her eye, she could see them moving around, slicing the air, through the corner of her eye.

She felt used and abused, even more so than usual.  She hated the closeness this man liked, the strange missionary position he had her in.  She hated that he had please [i]her[/i].  Normally when the men from the house fucked her, they did it very animalistically.  They would lean her over a table, doggy fuck her on the ground if they were really horning, or sometimes lead her to a random bed and make her lay face down as they climbed on top.  When ever they did that, the thrusts were deep, quick as possible and contained a lot of lust.  If she was leaned over a table, they would grab her lower hips and pull her into them as they thrusted violently, treating her like a human sex doll.  Or, if she was on the ground, they would push her upper body down so that her chest and cheek would rest on the cold floor, but her ass would be up in the air.  Then, they would hump down into her, their arms on either side of her, their chest touching her back, using gravity to allow them selves to rapidly fall into her.  On beds, they liked to pin her down, her legs slightly spread, their heads beside her's, their arms and heavy bodies locking her under them.  Then, they would find her pussy and hump her as fast as possible until they quickly came, sometimes reaching under her and squeezing her tits viciously as they drove in and out.

But with this man, his face was right next to hers.  She could feel his breathing and grunting.  He had licked her nipples, and he had eaten her out.  She felt sick as she realized she actually preferred the "fuck the shit out of the dumb whore and empty your balls in her" sex that most of the men seemed to prefer.

Maria glanced back at Anna, feeling sorry for her, but glad it wasn't her pinned under him.  They were embraced like missionary style, but Maria could easily tell Anna didn't want to be there.  Her muscles were tight, and her legs were stretched awkwardly.  The man on the other hand was relaxed.  He breathed in rhythm as he pumped down and out.  Maria watched them for a moment, and she could see from the side his cock sliding into Anna, coming out and repeating.

Maria had started watching right as he was about to cum.  She could see the signs.  His legs unlocked, and his knees spread wider, putting him lower to the bed.  His head turned sideways to the right, resting on Anna's neck and the pillow.  His fists clinched on Anna's sides, and his humping changed.  His entire body began moving backward and forward as his cock drove in and out of Anna rapidly.  His butt cheeks jiggled, and his back curved as he raced him self to hump faster, going into “empty your balls” mode.  Under him, Anna slid back and forth an inch or two on the bed as he forced her towards the wall and then she recoiled back.

Anna kept looking to the side, trying to clamp her eyes tighter.  Not only was his nasty cum going to be in her, but that was the moment of his maximum pleasure, the most degrading time to her.

Maria kept watching, mentally noting how fast he was humping.  Finally, his tender cock gave way, and it began convulsing.  With each heavenly convulsion, he shot deep into Anna a load of nasty, white cum.  His cock was so tender that the pleasure was almost unbearable, like someone was tickling his penis with a million down feathers.  Maria could see his butt cheeks flex as he made him self hump until his cock was soft.

He didn't feel as horny all of a sudden as the hormones left him, carried away in his semen. His half hard cock was wet from Anna's pussy and his own cum.  He laid on Anna for a minute breathing heavily and feeling slightly tired.  She could feel his entire weight on top of her, and she shifted, trying to breath easier.

"Whew," Anna could feel his breath on her neck and inside of her ear as he spoke, still breathing heavily, "You were good!"

He put an arm on each side of her and lifted him self up, using his knees to lift his lower body.  He rolled to the side over Anna and stood up on the ground quickly, purposely rolling off of the bed.  Anna opened her eyes as she felt him no longer near him.  He walked through the already open door on the middle of the wall and left the door open behind him.  Anna was watching him, wondering what he was doing, slightly leaning on the bed so she could see in the room.

He stood with his legs shoulder width apart and weighted for a minute patiently.  Right after cumming, it took a minute for the piss to come.  With the beginning of the yellow stream, he could feel thick cum being pushed out of his cock.  Out of the corner of his eye, he could see one of the girls leaning back, no longer peering forward, Anna having satisfied her curiosity.  Maria crawled over closer to Anna and continued staring at the ceiling, wondering what was to come.  Pissing felt good, and he sighed slightly as he let his mind wonder, enjoying the feeling the thick stream of liquid flowing through his urethra gave.  His mind flashed back to a conversation he had earlier as he shook his flacid but still large cock, trying to get the cum mixed with urine off of the tip.

Merrick had carried his suitcase up into the room and set it on the floor for him, walking ahead of him, leading him to his room.  "Here," he said as he leaned over, setting the heavy suitcase on the floor, "Is where you will be staying tonight."

"Very well," the man responded without even giving it a thought.  He glanced at the large bed, the dressers on either side of the bed, the table across from the bed where it looked like a TV should go, and he thought it would suffice.

Merrick walked towards the door, but stopped about 5 feet away.  "I can bring you some... female entertainment... if you wish."

Even reflecting back on the conversation the man could feel the hunger he had felt then rise again.

"Good," He said, walking to his suitcase, unzipping it for lack of anything else to do.  "When can you bring them?"

"Right away," Merrick answered, already heading out the door to fetch them.  He stopped with the door half closed and peaked his head back in.  "Oh," He began, "I believe one of them is an anal virgin if you’re interested."

Washing his hands out of habit, the man remembered his response and smiled.  "She won't be tomorrow!"

He flicked his hands into the sink, getting off most of the water, and he walked out of the bathroom back into the bedroom.  He felt horny -- well, horny enough -- again as he walked into the room.  He glanced at Anna, the one he suspected to be the anal virgin.  She looked younger, well not younger, but she looked like she had been in that 'profession' for less time than the other girl.  The other girl looked tired, like she had been running on four to six hours of sleep every night for years, and her face looked sad, pensive.  Anna on the other hand still seemed to have a tiny shred of vitality, like the house hadn't completely gotten to her spirit yet.  For some reason, thinking he was contributing to her sadness mad him smile a little and feel a mild sensation in his loins.

He thought about ass fucking Anna, and knew he definitely wanted to, but first, he decided he would try out the other girl.  The floor creaked slightly as he walked to the side of the bed.  He grabbed the two pillows and set them on the very edge of the side of the bed.  He stepped back a foot.  Both of the girls waited, wondering who he would choose.  "You," He said, pointing at Maria and making her shrink inside, "Come."

Yes, he decided, she definitely had been there a while.  Either that or she had learned quickly.  She crawled to the side of the bed and then stood up on the floor, turning to face the bed.  She laid down with her stomach on the pillows and spread her legs submissively, leaving her asshole and pussy widely exposed.  Her arms were wrapped around the top corners of the bottom pillow, her hands meeting in the front center of the pillow, mashing her self close to the bed.

He looked at her and smiled.  Just as he had wanted her to be.  He stuck a fingertip on her asshole, thinking about ass fucking her.  He pushed in a little, and he pushed it in and out a little bit.  Then, he pulled his finger out and grouped his index and ring finger together.  He pushed his digits against her pussy hole weakly until, with a small start, they penetrated her.  His thumb stuck into her asshole shortly, and he fingered her for a little while.  His thumb stayed all the way in her asshole while his index and middle fingers, turned sideways, slid in and out.  After a moment, he pulled his fingers out and grabbed a butt cheek with each hand, squeezing and pushing them, testing what they felt like.

Tired of prepping, he stroked his cock with his left hand, getting it almost hard.  He held it to her pussy and spread her lips with his right hand, his thumb and index finger in a supporting arch.  His hands backed away as he leaned forward, his cock head sliding into her.  Maria grabbed the pillow tighter as he slid his eight inch cock all the way inside of her semi-wet pussy.  She was at least glad that he hadn't chosen her ass.

[i]Maybe I'll get lucky tonight[/i], Maria thought, in reference to him not choosing her asshole.  He had shown a special interest in Anna from the start, and he had already came once, and would most likely cum in her pussy.  [i]He wouldn't last much longer after that[/i], she thought.  She had a thought and quickly felt sorry for Anna.  She rationalized that he had avoided her ass, and Anna was an anal virgin.

As she was thinking, she was vaguely aware of the goings on in her southern region.  Over the time she had been a sex slave, she had learned to block out worldly feelings, emotions and even thoughts.  She basically had taught her self to let her mind go entirely blank, something most people aren't capable of.

The man had his hands resting on her upper hips.  He was doing the classic pelvic thrust, driving his cock forward while his upper body and his hands came back, pulling her into him.  Then, the movements went the other way, his upper body leaning forward and his pelvis coming back, bringing with it, his long cock so that it barely rested inside of Maria, her pussy lips slightly wider than usual, his cock head wider than the shaft.

Maria felt his hands move from her sides.  He hunched over slightly, continuing his humping, as he rested his fists near the edge of the bed.  After a moment like that, he slowed humping temporarily and leaned over her, his body pressing into her body, and caging her down.  His elbows bent with his forearms parallel to the bed, and his hands tunneled under her, grabbing her tits like they were doorknobs.  He pulled him self close to her, and his head hung down by her shoulder.  His hands under her chest caused her back and upper body to tilt slightly up into the air, and his humps reflected that.  Her back was pushed against his chest.  He humped forward and back, but he was also going from low to high, driving deep as possible into her.  His butt cheeks and thighs flexed as he pumped, and his legs felt a very slight burning after a while.

Anna was laying on her side, her legs curled close, facing away from the man and Maria, trying to cover her body as much as possible and block everything out, but she could still hear the slap of skin on skin as his pelvis slammed into Maria's cheeks.  Also, she could feel the bed shaking slightly forward and then rebounding almost back to its old place.  Every now and then the bed squeaked when it made a big move.

Maria laid, staring at the wall, like a vegetable as the man slid in and out, in and out, always holding her body tightly to his.  His right arm left her breast and moved to her head.  His elbow hanging to the bed, he grabbed a handful of her hair.  Her head yanked backward and to the right sharply, but she didn't show any signs of noticing.

Anna was counting in her head, wondering how long it had been and how much longer it would last.  She had started counting right when the man grabbed Maria's hair.  [i]1...2...3...4....[/i]  Soon she was up to 156.  [i]157...158...159....[/i]  She stopped counting as she heard the sounds behind her change.  She glanced behind her, glad the man wasn't looking back at her.  He was looking down at Maria, in the process of standing up.  He put a hand on each of her hips and began pumping frantically.  Even from the bed Anna could hear his breathing.  The bed shook violently as he pushed against it and Maria.

His frantic rabbit humps only lasted about 12 seconds before he started cumming.  He groaned, and Anna--now staring at the wall again--could hear the slaps go away.  He slowed down, barely sliding back and forth, enjoying the extreme tenderness of his cock.  Maria continued staring at the bed, but she was aware of the cum in her.  She woke from her self-induced trance, and she could feel his cock, rapidly shrinking, and his nasty goo sitting inside of her.

The man leaned slightly over, balled his fists, and with his cock still in Maria, he leaned on the bed.  Once his dick was entirely flaccid, he withdrew it from Maria.  Holding his thumb on top and his pointer and middle finger on bottom, he ran his hand up his cock, pushing out the small amount of cum that hadn't came out entirely.  He ran his thumb and index finger together, feeling the gooey matter before wiping both of his fingers on Maria's ass cheek.

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The man leaned back over the bed, his cock no longer in Maria, and he thought.  He didn't feel like he could get it up again so soon, but he didn't want to let the girls go yet.  He thought for a moment, and spanked Maria.  "Come on," He said, addressing both girls as he walked towards the bathroom.

Anna saw Maria and the man walk by out of the corner of her eye, so she lifted her heavy limbs to follow.  When she walked into the bathroom, the man was messing with the shower knobs, and Maria was standing a few feet away.  Anna stood behind Maria and watched as the man adjusted the knobs, putting his palm under the stream, and pulled a small stick up, making the shower head come to life.  He pulled the shower curtain to the side of the long rectangular shower tub and tilted the shower head to the side so that it hit the wall before he told Anna and Maria to get in the shower.

They both stepped in awkwardly and looked at their commander.  "Get on your knees and face me," He said.  They did as he said, wondering what he was going to do.  He stepped to the edge of the tub and grabbed the base of his cock, rubbing his balls slightly.  He held his dick for a second, pointing it at the girls, and then a steady yellow stream shot forward.  Anna shuttered and wanted to throw up as the warm liquid hit her face and slid down her entire body.  He sprayed Anna for a moment and then moved to Maria, showering her face and tits.  The girls both clamped their mouths and eyes shut as the spray ricocheted off of their facial features.  Finally as he was spraying Maria's face, the stream weakened until it tapered out.  The man pulsed his cock a few times, spraying Maria with a little more piss, but then he was done.

He pulled the curtain back so that it was covering the entire width of the tub, and then he turned the shower head back straight.  Before telling them to, the girls both stepped under the stream, washing the vile liquid off of their faces and chests.

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“Wash your selves with soap, and then dry off,” the man said, walking out of the bathroom.

They walked into the room, and he was laying on the bed, two pillows propped behind his head, like he was watching TV.

“Come here,” he said looking at Anna and patting the spot on the bed to his right.

Anna went and sat on her knees by him, and he motioned for her to lean forward like he was going to tell her a secret.

“Know what?” he asked her.  She said nothing.

“How long have you been here?” He asked, reverting back to a normal tone.

“I don’t know…  It seems like a long time, but probably not long.”

“I bet the other girl,” he pointed at Maria, “gets a dick up her ass a lot doesn’t she?”

Anna had a weird look on her face, starting to connect where this was going.  “I bet she does.  You haven’t been ass fucked yet have you though?”  Anna had been conscious of that, but she wondered where he was going with his little interrogation.

“They’re trying to make a drug deal with me you see, so they’re trying to treat me really nicely.”

Her questioning look intensified.  “They’ve been saving your ass for me.”  He grinned evilly and pointed to his dick, “I’m going to shove that all the way up your ass later!”

Anna’s face changed to dread and fear, but the man kept smiling.  “You,” he said to Maria, go find a TV and some lube.”

As Maria left the room, the man turned to Anna.  “Do you have to crap?”  She told him she went a few hours ago, and he nodded.

He spread his legs and told Anna to lay in between them and suck his dick.

After cumming twice he was spent, but he managed to get hard although not rock hard after she worked on him for a while.  She glanced up at him and his eyes were closed.  She kept working on him, and after a few minutes, she knew he was going to cum soon, and she felt relieved.

“No, no!  Nice try!” He accused.  “Don’t make me cum.  I’m saving up for your ass.”

She went back to work, being careful to not make him cum.

There was a knock on the door, and the man said “Come in!”

Merrick’s voice quickly said, “I’m with her.”  Anna guessed he warned the man incase he didn’t want Merrick to see him naked or something.

The man sat up a little and moved back on the pillow.  Anna started to pull her head up, but the man put his hand in her hair and pushed her back down.  “Keep sucking,” he said softly, and then he said more loudly, “It’s OK.  Come in.”

Maria opened the door and walked in first.  She was carrying a bottle of lube, and Merrick was behind her with a medium sized TV.

“Put it over there,” the man said to Merrick, pointing at the stand across from the bed.  Anna thought it was strange how he acted normal while someone brought in a TV while he was laying naked on a bed with a girl sucking his cock.  Maria and Anna were amused by Merrick being treated lowly.  Apparently like the guy had said, he was high up, and Merrick had probably been told to do what ever he said.

Merrick plugged in the TV, hooked up the cable cord, and handed the man the remote, making sure to keep his eyes in an innocent spot.

Merrick walked back towards the door to leave and turned in the doorframe.  “Are they serving you well?” He asked.  “Yes, very well.  I’m going to take her ass soon if you want to watch,” he said.

As Anna still with her mouth on his dick, letting him come back down from the edge of cumming before continuing, she realized that he liked to be watched.

“Uh yes, if you wish for me to watch,” Merrick said.  Anna and Maria could tell from his tone that he had thought it was as odd of question as they had thought.

“I will send for you before I do it,” he assured Merrick.

Merrick left, and the man told Maria to lay by him.  He watched TV, mostly flipping channels for a while, while Anna continued to suck him, her jaw then sore.



About thirty minutes passed, and the man turned off the TV.  “Go get Merrick, my men, and your men,” he told Maria.  He nudged Anna’s head, and she was glad to let her sore jaw rest, although she hated what was coming soon.

He walked over to the TV stand and got the lube from where Maria had set it down.

Maria came back with Merrick, the other two men from the house, and the guest’s four guards, seven people total to watch, not counting Maria.

“Get where ever is comfortable,” he said, “but don’t get in the way.”

He got off the bed, stood beside it and grabbed the two pillows, setting them stacked on top of each other near the edge of the bed.  “Lean over them,” he told Anna.

She did as she was told, and she felt high from the anxiety.  She wondered how badly it was going to hurt.  She had seen Maria limping some mornings.  Would it be that bad?  [/i]That was multiple people though,[/i] Anna assured her self.  [i]But it’s my first time,[/i] she argued in her head.

