Zoe was still anxiously wondering about what fate lay in store for her when Auda, Basil and Vanessa came into the cabin.
'Okay, let's get her ready for some shots,' said Auda, matter-of-factly. 'Dress her first.'
'Vanessa's told me what you're planning!' Zoe blurted. 'For pity's sake, listen Auda, the British Government will match any price you might get for me there. Please, don't do this...'
The Arab caught hold of Zoe by the jaw, holding her head still so that she had to meet his gaze. She had been untied and hauled from the bed, Basil grasping her wrists behind her back.
'I've little affection for the British Government,' Auda announced, 'They've done nothing to save my people from a cruel dictatorship. They practically condone that tyrant who styles himself as King! No, I'm sorry, you'll be sold at the Karunga slave market and I'll put the money I get for you to a worthwhile cause!'
'For mercy's sake Auda! Look, the British Government will pay a ransom for me! Don't send me to the slave market, please!' Zoe begged.
'I've heard enough from her,' Auda growled, 'Vanessa, gag her.'
'What shall I use, Auda?' Vanessa asked.
'You choose, anything just as long it silences her!'
Zoe tried to back away as a moment later Vanessa approached her, a rubber facemask dangling from one hand. Basil tightened his grip on her arms and nudged her forwards.
'No... please...'
'I think this suits you,' Vanessa laughed, pulling the rubber snugly around Zoe's head.
The thick latex came across her mouth, moulding tightly under her chin and around her throat. She felt it stretching tautly over her cheeks, leaving just her nose and around her eyes exposed, except for two strips of latex that ran from over her mouth, up either side of her nose then joining above the bridge of her nose and stretching across her forehead.
'Pull her hair out of the way, she'll look better with her hair loose,' Auda ordered.
Zoe grunted in objection as her head was tilted forwards, her hair dangling around her face, the blood rushing to her head as the latex was drawn tightly around the back of her head.
'Now, just keep still while I get some of these straps fastened,' Vanessa told her.
Zoe tried to thrash her head as she felt the rubber pressing hard against her mouth and tightly around her cheeks.
'That's one. Now for the other.'
The strips of latex running up her face from above her mouth were pressed more firmly against her skin and she felt the strap that stretched over the top of her head being pulled taut.
'There, nice and snug. How does that feel, Zoe?'
All she could manage was a muffled groan and Vanessa laughed with delight at how effective the gag was.
'What can we do to her next, Auda?' she asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
'She looks good in the high heels but give her something else to wear. At least to start with.'
'Leave it to me,' Vanessa replied and she quickly searched through the clothes until finding something that suited her purpose. A moment later and Zoe was being forced into a leopard print tank top and matching G-string
'That's fine, now strap her face down on the bed,' Auda instructed, 'Vanessa you can whip her while I take some photos.'
Zoe was tossed down onto the bed and her arms and legs spread-eagled and bound. She saw Vanessa move behind her, a short leather whip in her hand, her eyes gleaming with eagerness. Zoe's heart hammered with excitement and she had only a second of nervous expectation before the whip cracked down against her bare skin.
She howled in protest through the gag. The sadistic bitch had brought the whip down against her rump with all her strength!
'Not so hard Vanessa,' Auda cautioned. 'Bring her to tears by all means but do it slowly.'
The whip cracked down over her rump again making her jerk frantically against the leather that bound her ankles and wrists and held her spread-eagle.
'Maybe a bit harder,' Auda suggested. 'Keep that up until her body is bathed in sweat and she's too exhausted to struggle any more. I want her looking nice and compliant for the next set of photos.'
Zoe shook her head, twisting her arms desperately as the whip struck her again.
For the first dozen or so blows she struggled, cried and thrashed against the straps that held her spread. Vanessa at first concentrated on whipping her rump but she then turned her attention to her thighs. Each searing burning sensation of the whip made Zoe jerk and twist frantically. When Auda lifted her head by grasping her tangled hair, the tears were running down her cheeks and over the shiny black latex of the gag. The man felt between her legs, stroking his fingers across her vulva. Zoe groaned through the gag.
'She's very aroused, poor thing,' the man laughed contemptuously.
The whip came down again across Zoe's thighs making her buck and jerk her arms against the straps and leather cuffs that bound her wrists.
'You can't escape this, you may as well resign yourself to the fact.'
Again the whip struck her, less hard but across her buttocks where they curved into her thighs. Zoe felt the leather brush close against her sex and she whimpered plaintively. The man stroked her again and when his fingers slid inside her, Zoe pushed her body back against them, aware of what she was doing but unable to control herself. She couldn't help it if they'd made her hopelessly aroused. She was desperate to come now.
'Basil, time for you to service her.'
Zoe just had time to see the young man's face light up in expectant pleasure before the Arab released his hold on her hair and her head dropped abruptly back onto the bed.
A broad leather belt was fastened around Zoe's waist and buckled tight. They then clipped a strap onto a ring on the belt above her spine. The other end of the strap was then clipped onto a hook screwed into a steel plate that was bolted onto the cabin's low ceiling. As Basil tightened the strap Zoe groaned, feeling her waist being lifted.
'Vanessa, slacken the straps to her ankles a little,' Auda ordered. 'We don't want to strain the girl and hurt her. You can have a play with the camcorder while Basil services her.'
Zoe watched fearfully as the young man began to strip off his jeans and Vanessa picked up a camcorder and set to work to film the unfolding scene. Zoe looked around her and saw Auda leaning nonchalantly against the wall, watching and she looked pleadingly at him. He merely gave a faint shake of his head as if to say, "No, I won't stop this happening to you." Vanessa who had been fiddling with the camcorder glanced up and gave a loud gasp of amazement making Zoe look around. Vanessa was gazing at Basil, who was now climbing onto the bed behind Zoe's spread legs and forcibly raised bottom.
Zoe glanced over her shoulder and saw what had made Vanessa gasp; Basil was massively hung. His thick dark cock was flaccid but still as long as any male organ that Zoe had ever taken in her pussy. She stared wide-eyed in alarm and shook her head with disbelief.
'Christ Auda! And I thought you were well hung!' Vanessa gazed at the young man, licking her lips as she began to salivate in excitement. 'But doesn't having some girl tied up before him get him excited?' Vanessa asked, 'I should have thought watching this any guy would be rock hard by now.'
'He's seen it all too often,' Auda smiled, 'He just needs some warming up. You can do that.'
Vanessa discarded the camcorder and skipped across to behind the young man where he was kneeling, poised on the end of the bed.
Zoe felt the young man rest his hands on her raised hips, she looked back and stared mesmerised by the cock dangling between the youth's muscled thighs. She saw Vanessa move behind the young man, her blonde hair contrasting vividly with his dark skin, as she looked over his shoulder.
'Don't worry Zoe; I'll make him as thick and as hard as I can for you! I can see you're dying to have this up your sweet little pussy!'
Zoe shook her head and looked imploringly across to Auda but he studiously ignored her. She felt her gaze being dragged back to the giant cock and saw that Vanessa's slender fingers were now stroking slowly up and down the shaft. Her long fingertips were lightly sliding over the dark skin and even as Zoe watched she saw the shaft ripple and thicken, moving like some snake coming to life as she stared at it in breathless disbelief.
Sure, she'd fantasised about being fucked by some amazingly well hung guy, but never in her wildest dreams had she imagined something this size! Always being avid for sexual gratification, even in the temporary absence of some man, Zoe had stocked her bedroom with a handful of vibrators, but she'd never even contemplated buying something the size of what now faced her. She knew she had a satisfyingly tight little pussy. Plenty of guys had gasped with pleasured surprise, as they'd had to force their cocks into her tight little sex.
'Does that feel good, Basil? Is that nice?'
Vanessa was cradling the heavy sac of wrinkled skin that hung below the young man's cock, rolling his testicles between her fingertips, gently squeezing, stroking, and teasing. Zoe watched, wide-eyed as the cock continued to thicken and now, even more alarming, she could see it lengthening as well. She craned her head sideways, staring with fascination, her pulse quickening, her armpits drenching with sweat as she saw Vanessa caress the head of the cock with her fingertips. Almost immediately in response, the thing that had been hanging down and semi-flaccid now reared up, blood rushing to fill it. She saw the head widening, engorging with blood until the skin was stretched tightly. The shaft swelled, thickening until Vanessa was unable to close her fingers around it and still it thickened as she went on stroking it.
'Don't excite him any more Vanessa or he'll come too quickly,' Auda cautioned.
'I know how to stop that,' Vanessa laughed, 'Here we go Basil, this'll keep you from shooting your load too soon.'