Bought and Sold(24)

Vanessa quickly ripped open the wrapping of some perfume and shook the bottle out from its glossy little box. First splashing some into her palm she then caressed Basil's scrotum. The young man let out a loud gasp of surprise.

'Hell that stings!'

'It'll really inhibit ejaculation. I reckon you can fuck her for as long as you please now,' Vanessa told him smugly.

Zoe looked at the massive ramrod hard cock, gleaming as it swayed behind her bound legs.

'Go on Basil,' Vanessa encouraged. 'Give it to her as hard as you can!'

Zoe pulled against the leather cuffs around her wrists and ankles as the young man grasped her hips. He pulled the flimsy G-string aside and pushed the head of his vast organ up the crack between buttocks. Zoe felt it grinding its way between the mounds of soft flesh and then sliding relentlessly into the delicate folds of her sex. She shook her head vigorously as the cock slid into her sex, driving into her body with the relentless onslaught of a battering ram. It forced her sex wider than she imagined possible then ploughed into her, taking her breath away. She struggled to drag herself free but it was impossible. Her limbs were pinned. Her waist was forcibly lifted so her bottom was held aloft. Strong hands clasped her hips and her whole body already felt exhausted from struggling against the relentless whipping that she'd suffered.

'Okay Basil, time for you to fuck her senseless,' Vanessa urged him.

Zoe shook her head in disbelief as she felt the cock going still deeper into her tight, young pussy. The sensation quickly so intense she struggled madly.

Panting hard through her flared nostrils and gazing at her outstretched arms that ached where she'd fought against the leather cuffs and straps that held her, Zoe groaned through the gag. The cock was now completely inside her. Zoe glanced sideways and saw the Arab watching her with amused satisfaction. He then gave the merest nod to the young man.

Zoe tried to shout through the gag but the latex smothered her mouth so completely that she couldn't make more than a faint murmur of protest as the cock slid back out of her. Her body seemed to contract, her legs went soft, her head spun as she was rushed into a violent orgasm. The cock ploughed back into her, driving itself into her sex in one relentless motion. Again the cock pulled out and even faster this time it was rammed back into her. Zoe howled through the gag but little noise escaped the snugly fitting latex mask. The cock withdrew and was again thrust into her. She grunted, fresh tears pricking her eyes. Again and again and again it was rammed then withdrawn then rammed into her until she imagined she would die if she had to experience it one more time. But still the torment continued: relentlessly, remorselessly, her delicate young body was pounded until the ache in her sex spread through her arse down into her legs and up her heaving chest to her breasts. She shook her head in despair and with what strength she had left she made one more pathetic attempt to free herself from the straps and cuffs that bound her to the bed. Feeling her helplessness and the relentless shafting her aching pussy was taking she came again. Her slim, sweat soaked body writhing madly as her orgasm came in waves, leaving her feeling so dazed she would have collapsed but for the belt around her waist holding her shattered body up so that it could be subjected to a continued assault from the man behind her.

'I've got enough on film. I'm going to check the bridge.'

Zoe hardly registered what Auda was saying. The door unlatched then latched shut again as he left. She lifted her head and through her tousled, perspiration drenched hair she could see Vanessa watching her, her expression now showing perhaps a hint of sympathy as well as excitement at her predicament.

The young man paused for a moment, the head of his shaft resting between the swollen folds of Zoe's vulva.

'Don't you feel like coming yet?' Vanessa asked the young man.

'Nope, I reckon what you did sure worked well.'

'Well, what a lucky girl you are, Zoe!' Vanessa laughed.

Zoe looked imploringly at the young blonde girl to try to tell her that she couldn't bear any more.

'I reckon she's had enough, Basil,' Vanessa announced, seeing Zoe's desperate expression. 'Maybe you should stop, I think she needs a rest.'

'Too bad, 'cause I ain't finished yet.'

Zoe groaned in dismay as the cock was shoved back into her sex, tears running down her cheeks and over the latex gag as the cock resumed its assault on her aching pussy.

'Come on Basil, give her a rest,' Vanessa coaxed, 'What about if we ungag her and she gives you a blowjob?'

'Fancy that then girl?' Basil lifted Zoe's head and met her gaze. She nodded her consent and gave a sigh of relief as Vanessa unfastened and removed the latex gag mask.

'Ready to suck cock then?' Basil demanded, laughing as he lifted Zoe's head by her hair.

'Yes...yes...' Zoe gasped.

With his balls dangling under her chin, Zoe licked along the length of the shaft that swayed before her face. She wondered whether it was only her self-esteem that was objecting to being used like this. If she repeatedly came whilst being taken like this, surely deep down she was enjoying it? She'd always had an insatiable sexual appetite. She'd imagined that the extreme sexual practices used by the SES would have satisfied her, but always she'd craved more. Now, since she'd been abducted and had been forcibly put on the receiving end she had discovered another side to herself.

She gazed at her outstretched and tethered arms, the all too familiar leather cuffs tight around her slim wrists. Basil's cock was far too large to take fully in her mouth but she enjoyed sucking cock and had developed a good technique. Soon, she felt the huge shaft beginning to twitch and throb. She drew her head back to recover her breath. Looking sideways she saw the young blonde girl watching her. Vanessa was sitting on a chair, her slender legs up in front of her, her ankles crossed and resting on the corner of the bed. Zoe could glimpse the delicate black silk briefs underneath the tight black Lycra mini-skirt. The girl's excited breathing made her generous breasts rise and fall, her nipples pressing erectly against the flimsy bra. Her piercing blue eyes glittered with excitement and her generous lips were parted slackly, her sensual mouth opened as she softly panted in arousal at what she was watching.

'Okay honey, suck and swallow like a good little bitch,' Basil ordered.

Zoe slid her mouth over the broad cock tip and flicked against the head with the tip of her tongue. She licked all over the smooth dome and then, tightening her lips around him she sucked. Basil groaned. She sucked harder as the organ in her mouth throbbed. Basil gave a long low sigh and she felt his fingers tighten their hold in her hair. Hot come splashed against the back of her throat. Zoe sucked avidly and Basil groaned deeply. The milky fluid poured in a long stream from his cock and Zoe felt it filling her mouth and trickling down her throat. She saw Vanessa watching the spectacle, her hand between her legs and felt strangely proud of herself and oddly content. Maybe, just maybe, she could get used to this new life, she thought.





Chapter Seven





Zoe sighed, pulling her arms against the ropes that held them outstretched before her. The rope though was tight around her wrists and chafed her skin as she twisted her hands ineffectually. She lifted her head and gazed down the length of her outstretched body. Her bare skin glistened from the coconut suntan oil that had been liberally poured all over her. Her legs were well spread, ropes bound around her ankles and tied to deck cleats.

The heat now was not the dry heat of the desert but the steamy heat of the jungle. Her bare skin was hot to the touch and she imagined her blood beginning to simmer as they sailed closer and closer to the land and the stiflingly oppressive heat gathered about them. It felt like she was breathing through the hot flannels that Indian takeaways gave out at the end of a meal. She had lost all track of time since they had tied her outstretched across the deck.

Gazing to her left she could see the coast clearly now, a wall of dense green foliage that was separated from the deep blue of the sea by a thin line of golden sand. Turning her head to the right all she could see was the sea. She had also lost track of how many days they had been out of sight of land. The time had passed in one confused and continuous round of games played out between the four of them on the luxurious boat. Each game had been different but the theme had been the same.

Always the men were in control. Sometimes they allowed Vanessa to be on their side and Zoe was the sole focus of tormenting. Whatever they did to her though and however much it hurt, Zoe found that they knew how to arouse her sexually until she was aching and desperate for gratification. To her shame each session ended with her begging and agreeing to whatever was demanded of her. Just as long as they let her come... in the end that was all that had mattered. She felt that she was only living now to give and receive sexual attention.

Sometimes Auda would have Vanessa bound and gagged. The teenager easily accepted whatever lay in store for her. Even tied down and being whipped, Zoe could see that the girl was getting off on the experience. She showed no shame and her wanton lust for sexual satisfaction knew no limits. She behaved for Auda like a willing slave and Zoe hated her for her subservience. But what she hated even more was the realisation that she was becoming like the younger girl. Her hands bound behind her back, when ordered to kneel, she would, without question, because she knew to refuse meant a sharper, harsher pain than the tormenting and exquisite pain that came with the punishment that Auda would give her if she showed obedience.