East Africa

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Her eyes begged Mistress to help her, momentarily forgetting that she had been sold again for sex.

Hush now my sweet golden beauty………..

Mistress stared hard and deep into her eyes, her thumb still gently stroking her cheek, the action surprisingly soothing. Susan trusted the woman to take care of her and her problem.

Hush……. Now be a Good Girl and we will take care of your little problem after you have………

Mistress kissed her, a demanding kiss that brooked no question. There was only that Susan must obey without hesitation. When finally her owner spoke again, her gaze was hard and exact.

……… after you have satisfied the clients my sweet girl!

She was left breathless by the kiss that followed. The smell of frankincense and myrrh filled her nostrils, making her momentarily dizzy before Mistress stepped away and told her, It is time you dress my sweet Dhahabu mtoto, your most modest western clothes.

Susan nodded and crossed to where her clothes were. She had packed fairly light for her trip to Africa and consequently had a limited number of clothes from home, or 'western clothes,' as Mistress called them. She found it strange that these people wanted her dressed in her American clothes before they fucked her. She pulled out one of her outfits and slipped into a soft pink dress with tiny white flowers scattered throughout it and a white Peter Pan collar. The short sleeved bodice had a matching fabric belt and a full gathered skirt.

The dress must have pleased Mistress as she smiled at Susan as she spoke.

You are so young, so beautiful my Sweet girl! I am sure they will love you……. Now hold still my love.

This time she blindfolded Susan and the blonde felt her stomach dip. Why was she doing this? Was the man so hideous that she was afraid Susan would run screaming from the room? No, Mistress had said 'they'. That meant more that one. Last time there had been four and the men had used her well. So how many would she have to service this time?

Mistress took her hand, with a firm grip she led her down the hall to one of the rooms - which one exactly she was not sure. She was scared. Were they already in there awaiting her? She tried to hold her breath and listen, but heard nothing but her owner's movements.

Suddenly hands were lifting her onto a table, or was it a bench? Maybe an alter? She wasn't sure just what it was but it felt sturdy. Her hands were tied above her head, and the same strong hands tied her feet together before tying both her hands and feet snugly to the piece of furniture She was scared, feeling as if she were a sacrificial offering. There was movement as if someone left before all was quiet. Eerily quiet. With her vision gone, her other senses became heightened. She felt as if she were being given as a sacrifice and was glad that it wasn't true. She was definitely worth more to her Mistress alive than dead. And though she was dressed naïve and pure, she was certainly not virginal. It could not be because she might recognize someone. She knew nothing of politics and had no access to radio or newspaper. In the distance, one of the whores screamed in fake pleasure. She thought that she heard the swish of fabric, but must have been wrong as there was no further sound. It must have been one of the girls walking down the hall.

She tried to move her hands but they were bound too tight. Fear began to knot in her stomach as her small pink tongue peeked out to lick her lips before nibbling the lower lip in nervousness.

 

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Susan was bound as if she was a virgin sacrifice. True this stunning honey blonde beauty was no longer a virgin, but she was a bound on this makeshift altar as a sacrifice to the lust of men, and the greed for gold of her Mistress who’s kiss still burned on her moist ripe lips and had seared her young soul. The only consolation that Susan could take was bound as she was she could not be fucked. That of course was a futile hope. It was then in her world of darkness that Susan felt a course hand caress her cheek. That touch was gone as quickly as it had come once more leaving Susan alone in her world of darkness, straining to hear who, or how many may surround her at the moment, how many, may be there lusting for her.

In Susan’s sightless world the silence that surrounded her was deafening, and played tricks on her young agile mind. Again Susan felt a hand, this one was soft. Seductively a single finger was laid to Susan’s lips, sensually it slipped from the girl’s moist ripe lips, trailed down the sensual curve of her slender neck, to toy with the first button of her floral print dress. Slowly it gave way to those unseen fingers, It slid sensually across Susan’s silken skin to come to rest at the second button, they linger there in for what seemed an eternity before the second button of the bound golden beauty surrendered to them. And so it continued one button at a time, that finger seductively sliding across the girl’s newly bared skin until the dress fell away from her gorgeous young body.

Then Susan felt the cold unyielding caress of steel against her warm supple skin. She felt it trail up from her dimpled naval, the sensual curves of her torso. Susan felt a tug at her bra and then suddenly it fell away from her, baring her firm young breasts to those who may be watching her, lusting for her. Yet the minutes dragged on and no one touched her, Susan was left in her dark world wondering what would come next as she was still bound in a way that prevented her from being fucked by the unseen and unheard.

 

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Nerves pulled taut by the unknown kept her straining to hear just who could be in the room with her. She thought she heard a breath but she still gave a start when something rough touched her cheek. She had not expected it and it was no sooner there than it vanished in her darkness.

Should she say something? Before she had a chance to follow through, though, there was a soft finger against her lips, as if to hush her unspoken words. Perhaps their way of telling her that quiet was preferred?

The touch felt feminine whereas the previous touch was more masculine. A man and a woman? Not unheard of, but a bit unusual. Before she came here, she had no idea that women had sex with women, and she still did not really enjoy it, but she had no choice. She had to do what her owner told her to do.

Slowly the soft finger slid down her body, sensually caressing her jawline before following her neck. Susan gave a shiver as the soft touch reached the neckline of her dress. Sure fingers unbuttoned the top button and she felt air brush against the skin revealed. She felt the second button finally release its hold. No words were spoken, and she could not even hear words spoken or breathing. Slowly and surely, each button was released from its buttonhole until she felt the dress peeled open, cool air caressing her newly bared skin

Susan, still unable to move, felt her nipples pebble hard against the silken bra as it cupped her breast. She was not prepared for the cold metal that suddenly touched her waist, skimming her belly button before it headed up towards her bra. The silk material gave way easily and the bra fell away, revealing her pale pink areolas hard and needy. Had that been a knife? Surely they would not cut her.

Everything stopped. Still no sound other than the pounding of her heart, and her ragged breath. Still tied down, the silk panties still on her, she could feel that she was already getting wet, though the way she was tied would make it almost impossible to be fucked. Her stomach tightened in anticipation.

 

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Miriam again watched as her let pet was given to her latest clients. The dominatrix’s mouth watered to see the young golden beauty bound so tightly, her gorgeous young body open to anything the clients wished to do to her as long as they did not go too far, but then again if the price was right. Miriam watched as her little pet Susan, unable to move, nipples pebble hard against her silken bra as it cupped her breast. The brothel’s Madame could see she was not prepared for the cold metal of the razor sharp knife that suddenly touched her bared waist, sensually sliding from her belly button before it seductively headed up towards her bra. The silk material gave way easily revealing Susan’s dusky pink areolas crowned by the girl’s pale pink and diamond hard needy rosebud nipples. The Madame saw how the young golden western beauty’s breath caught, how her gorgeous supple young body tensed in anticipation of what was to come next.

The rough caress of leather caressed Susan’s breasts and grated across her sensitive nipples. It roughly massaged the young girl’s silken skin, trailed down across her quivering abdomen. Slowly sensually and darkly seductive that coarse leather traveled ever lower. It slid across Susan’s silken clad pussy to caress her velvet inner thighs and then it was gone leaving the supple young beauty so alone in her dark sightless world.

Then hands were losing the bounds that held her trim little ankles together, drawing her long sculptured apart and then once more binding her ankles in place but this time she was positioned so she could be fucked. Then as that coarse leather returned to sensually tempt Susan it was joined by the cold steel of the knife as it slowly sliced away Susan’s silken panties to leave her naked and opened to them. The leather and hands now caressed and mauled Susan’s supple young body. In her sightless world Susan had no way of knowing how many people were there or whether they were all male or wither there female lusting for her as well.

 

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Susan found being in the dark about what to expect more nerve wracking than seeing what was coming up next. How many people were in here watching her, planning and plotting what would happen next? What did they have planned? Her mind was busily wondering what would happen next, her nerves on edge. And with no sight, her mind seemed to create various scenarios, each one more bizarre that the one before it.

Suddenly, something that felt like leather rubbed against her skin, her breast, her nipples. Another whip? A lash? More pain that led to weird pleasure. She really didn't like pain, and pulled at the bindings on her hands and ankles. But it all held tight. The whip continued to rub its way down her body until it finally reached her thighs before it left her alone again in the dark. Still no word was spoken, no sound made. Whoever it was refused to speak. Not even breathing. It was like being wrapped in cotton, the sound of her rapidly beating heard a deafening noise the room.

Suddenly, without a word, hands unfastened her ankles and separate her legs before they were this time bound apart. Suddenly the whip was back, playing with her, teasing her. The cold blade of the knife methodically cut away the silk panties until all of her was bared to the unseen eyes. Suddenly there seemed to be hands all over her, pressing and pawing and pinching and pulling. She could not tell how many there were, whether any were female, or not. Her senses were on overload, and she felt confused. All of the sound seemed to come only from her. How many were in the room with her? Two or twenty two?

 

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Susan’s unseen seducers and tormentors enjoyed the way the stunning young beauty’s gorgeous young body arched to their touch, strained against the bounds that held this stunning young creature captive to their will. Their unseen hands caressed every inch of that stunning supple young body. With her panties stripped from her Susan lay naked as the day she was born and just as helpless. That coarse leather now caressed the young golden beauty’s “Venous Mons” grazed the hot moist coral pink folds of Susan’s pussy. They smiled as the room was slowly filled with the intoxicating musky fragrance of the bound beauty’s growing arousal. Then suddenly the leather, their hands were gone, leaving Susan alone in a silent dark world.

They smiled as Susan withered with the need that they had enkindled in this gorgeous young golden creature. They surveyed the materials that lay on a small table. A man picked up a fine grit sand paper his lips bowed into a smile as he began to explore Susan’s breast and nipples with it. His touch was light, sensual, as he teased the silken skin of the young girl’s breast nipples, quivering abdomen, and velvet inner thighs. Each of her unseen seducers and tormentors chose a coarse or fine abrasive to sensitize Susan’s soft flawless skin until it glowed with a soft sensual glow, where the slightest touch awakened and set every nerve in her gorgeous young body on fire. Their hands soon joined in their sensual and intimate exploration of Susan’s body until she quivered with her need for release. It was then that lips, teeth and tongues also began their seductive exploration of the bound beauty.

Time had lost its meaning in Susan’s dark world where she was surrounded with silence, only the echo of her own little mewing; gasps and shameful sighs reached her ears. A world where a minute seemed like an hour, and an hour like an eternity. It was oblivious that if this young beauty would have to beg and plead for what her treacherous young body wanted. If Susan could not bring herself to beg like a shameless little whore then they would merely continue her sexual torment and seduction.

 

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The leather whip and the numerous hands confused and excited her. Rubbing, gripping, kneading her skin, her body. She could feel herself beginning to be aroused despite the unknown. Or perhaps it was because of the unknown. She knew not what they wanted from her, but the whip rubbing against her sex elicited a moan from her lips, soft though it may have been, it still managed to escape from where it had been hiding. Her hips lifted ever so slightly, in an attempt to meet the leather rubbing her sex, her body coating it in her juices. She could feel it building, only to stop, the darkness once again swallowing what had started to build.

She felt frustration. If they would just tell her what they wanted. Instead, she sunk back against the table, her hands clenched in confusion.

Suddenly, something rough began to explore her body, not painful but just enough to awaken the nerve endings around her nipples where they were rubbed. Just as it would start to be too much, it would rub elsewhere, slowly awakening her whole body. Eventually she thought that she would scream but then hands and lips were added, fingers lightly pinching and pulling, lips kissing and then teeth nipping her. And still the rough whatever it was, like sugar or salt rubbed against her body. Her senses screamed, making her unable to tell just how many people there were, her body writhing in agony and ecstasy, needing the release that burned inside her. Tongues licked over skin made sensitive by something rough against it. Her inner thighs nibbled softly by teeth teasing her soft skin. She could not stay still as hands kneaded breasts where her nipples were hard with need.

She could not help the sounds that escaped her lips as she repeated cried out in pleasure turned painful, gasped as torture turned sensuous, sighed as her senses overloaded on stimulus and her breath caught in her chest and fought to escape past her lips. The tortuous ministrations continued until Susan thought that she would scream, each taking her only so far but none giving her that release that she sought, no - needed.

There was no end for her, and after a while, it felt as if there had been no beginning, just always this tortuous push toward no release. She could not stand it. Her mouth opened in a cry, hands splayed and then clenched in frustration. Her body arched, reaching for that sexual release that she needed.

The words tore from her lips as her body strained with need. "Please give me release! Have mercy on me, please!" She cried out, her sex wet with desire, her nipples hard with need, her body straining against the bonds that bound her to the table.

 

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Miriam watched Susan’s seduction with avid attention. The way the sweet golden beauty slowly began to moan, just the barest whisper of pleasure. A sweet sensual moan that soon became a gasp as the young western beauty’s gorgeous young body arched to the coarse caress of the sand paper that was mingled with Susan’s tormentors tender and yet demanding hands and mouths that took their pleasures from her sweet supple body. Miriam smiled as Susan begged and pleaded with her unseen assailants,

"Please give me release! Have mercy on me, please!"

Such changes in this sweet young western beauty sense her first arrival at the brothel. Her dark sinful arousal evident by the shimmering drop that coated her labia declaring what her treacherous young body desired, the way Susan’s hips rolled and arched seeking their intimate touch, and how her pale pink rosebud nipples were taunt pebbled points crowning her dusky pink areolas. Miriam watched as a firm leather pillow was placed at the small of her golden pets back tilting her hips and hungering pussy up. The way soft lips started kissing their way teasingly up Susan’s bound supple legs till their hot moist breath washed over Susan’s hot moist pussy. A sensual little nibble at her smooth velvet inner thigh, that first teasing lick of Susan’s hot little pussy, and then the seductive assault on her throbbing clit.

As Susan strained against her bounds a captive of her dark silent world. A mouth pressed to hers, as soft tongue sliding across the bow of her lips demanding enter into her sweet young mouth. Another mouth claimed Susan’s right nipple gently suckling at first before another mouth claimed her left nipple and began suckling that sweet little pink rosebud nipple more aggressively. Hands slide over Susan’s aroused young body, and tongues joined those hands as they drove the young golden beauty to the edge of the abyss, let her titter on the edge her need for sexual release becoming a maddening need that tore at her young soul and then with a flick of a tongue to her tormented throbbing clit pushed Susan over the edge.

 

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Her body now craved sex. For lo these weeks, or was it months since this new life began, she had sex on a daily basis. Sometimes on an hourly basis. From the auction block to the sexual pet of Master, to the sexual pet of Mistress, to her prized whore, Susan felt desire rage through her body, needing sex that at one time shocked and disgusted her to now be a need, a desire. Every day, without fail, sex had become her meal until she realized that she had developed an appetite for sex.

Hands lifted her hips the small amount of movement available to her, slipping what felt like a pillow under the small of her back. That little kindness was welcomed but it seemed to begin anew the seduction.

She still could not tell whether any of the people in the room were male or female. So far they were lips and mouths and teeth and tongues and fingers and hands. One mouth began kissing and licking and nipping its way up one leg, working its way up the inside of her thigh. She gave a shiver, hot breath brushed her sex for an instant before a tongue licked it. She gasped, and just as quickly, the mouth attacked her sex. Writhing, another mouth kissed hers, a tongue licking her lips. Yet more mouths sucking her breast, tongues teasing her nipples and she arched her body, pressing her breasts into those mouths. The tongue on her sex pressing onward, inwards, sucking and searching. She gasped, and the mouth pressed to hers found its opening and the tongue wrapped around her own, twining and exploring.

Her body began to shake as she felt herself being pushed up that hill, not able to move, to see, to speak. All she could do was feel. Even her moans were swallowed by the mouth pressed against hers, the tongue repeatedly plunging into her mouth as it explored every inch.

Hands joined the assault on her, seeming to touch every part of her body. Too many to count. Kneading her skin as they pulled and pinched and massaged her. The mouth on her sex sucking and tickling and pushing her towards that cliff. Her hips finding the beat of her heart. She was drowning in this sea of...people? And yet, she had no idea how many, whether they were male or female or a mix. She felt as if she were going insane, driven mad by this attention. Her body humping, until the tongue on her sex flickered and she plunged over into the abyss, her body twitching as she came, pulling hard on her bindings as she screamed into the mouth kissing her. The mouth on her sex noisy as it busily drank from her. Her body throbbed under the attentions of these people.

 

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Miriam watched as sweet little Susan arched to the hands and mouths that were seducing her, strained against the bounds that held her captive to their sensual assault on her gorgeous supple young body, and as the air was filled with the intoxicating scent of the young western beauty’s growing arousal. Her Mistress could hear Susan’s gasp, sighs and moans of ever increasing pleasure and need muffled by the demanding kiss of her unseen lover’s kiss.

Thumbs now spread the moist hot folds of Susan needy, succulent pussy and was soon followed by a wicked tongue flicking at the young golden beauty’s throbbing clit before plunging in to her delicious chaste young body. That wicked tongue exploring young Susan’s delicious young body searching for that one illusive spot that would drive the bound young beauty wild with unimagined need and pleasure. That talented tongue fluttered over that sweet spot until Susan was swept away in a tidal wave of cascading pleasures.

The intensity of Susan’s orgasms left her panting and gasping in an effort to catch her breath as her unseen lover’s lips slipped from hers. Suddenly all those sensually seductive lips, mouths, tongues, and hands were suddenly gone. It seemed like an eternity that Susan was left was alone and untouched in her dark silent world. Then fingers teased Susan’s inner thighs, a hot moist breath washed over the girl’s pussy and yet did not touch her. Soon a body was between Susan’s thighs the tip of a cock just brushing the delicate folds of her pussy and spotted. If Susan wanted that cock in her, wanted that cock in her, she would have to beg for it, strain to impale herself on it as she pleaded for what she now desperately needed.

 

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She felt herself consumed alive by all the mouths and tongues that seemed to taste every part of her body. Her mind was pulled in every direction, her very breath being sucked from her mouth as the one kissing her.

Thumbs parted her sex and her stomach flipped as another tongue teased her before plunging deep within her sex. She strained her hips towards it, wanting more but taking what was given. It must be only women as this reminded her of Mistress. The tongue reached up deep into her sex, searching, tasting, touching, until it found what it sought. She felt the flutter, the tongue teasing her body until Susan jerked, the scream piercing the quiet of the room. As she twitched, pulling on the bonds as her body arch, her climax washed over her.

She had not realized that the mouths had left her alone until as she was coming down. Her skin was covered in goosebumps, her nipples pebbled and hard. All was silent. No hands. No mouths. Nothing. Time stopped for her.

Feather soft fingers against her inner thighs. At least, that was what she felt, she thought. Warmth, like a breath, brushed her sex. Contact! She craved the contact, no matter how tenuous. Not too long after that, she could swear that someone was between her legs. The wisp of something touched her sex, just barely parting those lips before resting against her, waiting. She recognized it. Even with her eyes covered. A penis. There was a man!

She's held her breath, waiting for him to fill her. The seconds passed. Nothing. She tried to move, to lift her hips and press him into her. But nothing happened. Nothing else touched her, just the cockhead resting against the entrance of her sex, neither pushing in or retreating. It teased her, made her want more. She wanted it! She wanted that cock to fuck her, to press in and stretch her opening. To fill her, filling the needy void within her, harder and harder until it erupted and filled her with seed. She was a whore. Her body needing to be used and used and used.

Her mouth opened to cry out yet no sound crossed her lips. Frustration built up inside her. Why was there this torture?

Her first words were soft, ashamed. Barely heard to her own ears, she was sure that the man could not hear them either. Her lips moved, the same word repeated over and over.

"Please. Please. Please." Her cheeks blushed, the red creeping down to her chest. Ashamed that she needed sex. Needed the cock to fill her.

"Please sir, please. I...I..." Her voice was louder, more pleading. Her hips attempted to move, to slide him into her wet slit. But she couldn't move, her bindings too tight.

"Please, sir, fuck me. I need you. I need..." She broke down crying, ashamed. A harlot. A whore. A slut. A prostitute. That's what she was.

"Please sir, use me. Fill me. Make me yours." She turned her head, ashamed of her need and of needing to ask it to some unknown man. And knowing that if this happened again, she would do it yet again.

 

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Susan’s parched lips began to silently move as her Gorgeous supple young body strained against her bounds in a desperate attempt to get what she so desperately wanted. Slowly the gorgeous young golden western beauty gave voice to what she desired.

"Please. Please. Please."

Susan shyly whispered as she blushed crimson, still inability to full beg for what she wanted. That tempting velvet tip, so close and yet so far away and her seducers and tormentors had no mercy, it was as if they wanted to reduce Susan to their willing little whore.

"Please sir, please. I...I..."

And still their only contact was that velvet tip was now just pressing to Susan’s throbbing clit.

"Please, sir, fuck me. I need you. I need... Please sir, use me. Fill me. Make me yours."

Susan’s crimson blush flushed scarlet as she turned her head to the side in shame as if she wished to hide her angelic face from them. It was in this moment when herself worth was shattered as she seemed to accept the fate that had become her lot in life, no longer a young reporter but now a rear morsel, to be bought and sold to anyone who had the price for her.

Suddenly Susan felt her trim little ankles freed though her hands were still stretched and bound above her golden head, still bound to her seducers and tormentors will. That delicious cock still remained just pressed to her clit and yet made no effort to press into Susan’s hungering young body. Again a mouth pressed to hers demanding her surrender, hand once more cupped massaged and mauled her firm young breasts as teeth griped her aching nipples. If Susan wanted that cock it was she that would have to seek it more aggressively than just arching her hips to it.

 

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She felt the release of her ankles, no longer stretched between two points in time. And yet, the man failed to push forward into her, failed to give her what she craved.

Suddenly the mouths returned, stealing her breath as it took what she had, kissing and tasting each other. Additional mouths began once again their assault upon her breast, biting and sucking her nipples while hands squeezed and pawed the breast that her nipples crowned. Her back arched, her hands still bound and unusable.

Yet through the tenacious link she had with the male between her outstretched legs, she felt only the slick precum mixing with the wetness of her sex.

Of the man she knew nothing. Whether his skin was dark or light or somewhere in between, whether he was tall or short, fat or thin, handsome or ugly, she knew not. Whether he was heavily endowed or underrated, she knew not. Nor did she care. All she really knew was that he possessed that which she needed.

A penis. She knew he was there. She knew it was there. It teased yet did not press forward. And her hips fell short of the mark. There was only one other option open to her.

She moved her legs until they touched the warm body in the space between. Warm, bare skin. Slowly she hooked her heels around to his ass, her heart beating faster at the possibility of the cock fulfilling her desires mixed with the hands and mouths busy with their own agenda.

With definite intent, she pulled her legs in towards her, attempting to slide the cock into her hot needy hole. She urged the unseen man. "Please fuck me. I need you. Please?" Her hips striving to thrust herself on the cock,she wondered if there was something in her not pleasing to the man. She felt as if she was going mad with desire.

 

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Miriam watched as Susan hooked her legs around her unknown lover and drew him into her tight chaste body. The dominatrix saw that the young western beauty was nearly crazed with her desire for that cock that had so wickedly tempted her. Her body arched to him as she welcome into her supple young body. Susan was breathless as she gasped,

"Please fuck me. I need you. Please?"

There was a quiver in her sweet angelic voice as she desperately tried to impale herself on that thick hard cock. The words were no sooner out her mouth before a pair of soft supple lips claimed Susan’s as soft, sensual kiss, and demanding kiss, to seduce the hapless young beauty. That delicious kiss was soon joined by knowing and caressing hands and the return of the caress of leather, and that sensual coarse material that set every fiber of her young body on fire with a driving lust.

He pounded into Susan faster and faster until his balls were slapping the curve of her firm ass. When he came he came in a gushing flood filling her fertile young womb. His lust sated he pulled from Susan. It was not long before another took his place to fuck Susan’s abused little pussy and a cock brushed her moist ripe lips. How many people took her used her Susan would never know. Other that a few grunts as they fucked her not a word was spoken. When her latest lover pulled from the young golden beauty’s pussy the next straddled Susan’s waist his thick cock nestled between her firm young breasts his hands crushed Susan’s breast around his cock as be began to fuck those firm little mod the tip of his cock brushing her lips as if demanding entry into its hot moist mouth. The last to take her flipped Susan onto her stomach, her arms automatically crossed as he drew the stunning young beauty up onto her hands and knees his hand came down hard on that firm little ass as if demanding that she beg him to use her the only real question was would he fuck Susan’s well used pussy or take her tight little ass.

 

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She no sooner spoke before a mouth cut off her words, smothering her desire with lips that kissed hers. As if on cue, the hands were back on her body, fingers massaging her breast as mouths and teeth sucked and nibbled while other hands rubbed that whip over her body. Whatever the rough fabric was once again was being rubbed against her skin, edging her on.

With a ferocity that surprised her, the man thrust his cock so hard into her that her body shook. With hands on her hips, that cock repeatedly thrust up into her, giving her what she craved. She could feel his sac, low and hanging, as it slapped against her bottom. Then with a grunt and a deep shove, she felt him cum, his seed splashing up inside her. Finished, he pulled out and she felt empty and almost alone despite the hands and mouths that continued to inflame her. But then there was another figure between her legs and suddenly a bigger cock thrust into her, and her body welcomed him as her legs wrapped around to tuck her heels behind his ass. The mouth on hers moved and she a cock was pressing against her lips. She opened her mouth and it thrusted down her throat.

And with that it almost became an assembly line. One cock would fuck her, soon filling her womb with more seed, only to leave and another taking his place. The overflow of cum soon was running down her ass crack and pooling between her leg on the surface that she was tied on top of. And for each cock between her legs, there was another thrust between her lips. They began to run into one another. She had no idea if any man had her more than once. One suddenly seemed to straddle her and crush her breast together to rub against his cock, pressing the tip against her mouth. Yet, no words were spoken and only grunts and sighs were made by them.

She found that she needed this. Each time that a cock filled that space between her legs, she felt a thrill. My God, she really was a prostitute at heart. This was what she was here for. Yet another cock, feeling long and thin, pressed deep into her, bumping up against her cervix. Pain shot through her and she arched her body, moaning against the cock in her mouth. She felt as if she had swallowed a vat of seed and another filled her womb. She knew not how many she had serviced, not just how long she had been there.

Suddenly, the hands and mouths and cocks disappeared and hands suddenly rolled her on her stomach. Her hands were still bound so her arms were crossed, making it difficult to move. She was helped to her knees and she wound up bent over leaving her ass in the air , legs spread with the man between them.

She gave a cry as he smacked her ass, the noise loud in the room. There was a pause and she found herself anticipating what would happen next.

"Please, take your pleasure." She didn't know if that was what she should say, but was surprised that she actually meant it. She wanted the man to fuck her. How could she want more?

 

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Susan had been driven to the brink time and again only to be held there for what seemed an eternity until they pushed her over the edge. Her sweet little pussy was fucked as never before as they fed Susan’s newly awakened need for a man’s cock. That sweet little moist hot mouth had sucked cock after cock, they had fucked the young golden western beauty between her firm warm breasts, they had cum time and again coating her angelic face and golden hair with their cum. Now Susan found herself on her knees hips drawn up and her tight little ass high in the air, in a seductive invitation to be used and abused.

A sudden yelp escaped Susan’s moist rip lips when his hand had come down on that tight little heart shaped as

CRACK, CRACK, CRACK

her unseen lovers hand came down sharper, more demanding with each blow. The body between Susan’s thighs bent over and kissed the divot at the base of her spine. Small sensual kisses as light as the caress of a butterfly’s wing, mingled with seductive little nips, and erotic licks slowly made their way up the long sinuous column of Susan’s spine until the stray wisps of hair at the nape of the young beauty’s neck danced in his breath. That hot moist breath washed over Susan’s cheek and his teeth nibbled at the young golden beauty’s earlobe.

Without warning he thrust his hips forward driving the tip of his cock between the firm cheeks of Susan’s ass the mushroom head nestled just inside the hapless girl’s tight anus. He still for a moment letting the girl catch her breath and adjust to his cock. He did not move or press his cock deeper into the young golden western beauty instead his hand came down in a sharp sensual

CRACK,

his hand slipped around Susan’s waist to tease and torment the girl’s throbbing engorged clit, a silent command for Susan to impale herself on his cock.

 

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CRACK, CRACK, CRACK

She was not expecting the man's hand to start spanking her as she gave a cry out, jumping in surprise. Her ass stung from it, and she knew that it was also probably bright red. She rested her forehead on her crossed arms. Lips kissed right above the crack in her ass before they started slowly up her spine, nibbling and kissing at a sensuous pace, causing her to shiver. Goosebumps covered her skin and she could feel her nipples, still hard from the mouths that had teased her, ache. His breath on the nape of her neck tickled before it traveled on to her cheek and then nibbled her earlobe. She expected words from him, but all she heard was breathing.

The suddenness with which he thrusted the tip of his cock into her anus caused her to gasp. It's not like it was the first time that she had had anal sex. Memories flashed through her mind of that time, being bent over that padded bench as that dark giant cruelly introduced her to sex in her dark hole, raping her till her screams of pain slowly turned into cries of pleasure.

Still, that little crinkled hole felt the stretch from suddenly being invaded. The cockhead was wide and she had to remind herself that there was less pain when she acquiesced to the demands of the client. It was still uncomfortable and she was thankful that he seemed to pause to allow her body to adjust.

She expected him to continue and plunge deep into her. But he was still and she wondered what was happening, when suddenly, his hand came down hard on her ass.

CRACK

She gave a little cry at the sting, and her anus tightened in reflex on the cockhead wedged inside it. She felt his fingers skim around her body, searching until they found her little love button, rubbing it with the mixture of cum and her own wetness that seemed to coat every part of her body.

Deep inside of her, she felt the stirrings of desire, and slowly answered them. As her arms were still bound and tied to the table, her movement was hindered. But as much as possible, she pushed back against her unseen "lover", moaning as the cock very slowly disappeared inside. When she stopped, she knew not how much more was left, only that her arms would stretch no more. It felt as if she were already stretched beyond the capacity of that small hole.

The sound that issued from her lips was something between a cry and a moan, as she fought to allow the passion that the client wanted from her to surface.

 

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It did not take long for a sensual little gasp to escape Susan’s moist ripe lips or for the sweet young western beauty to obey her unseen lover’s silent command to impale her tight little ass on his demanding cock. Miriam was pleased as she saw Sweet young Susan press back to welcome the man into her ass. The little whimpering cry, which soon turned to gasps that were a mingling of pain and dark pleasure. Susan’s sensual offering of her gorgeous supple young body to her silent, unseen lover, was halted only by the fact that her arms were still bound.

Miriam smiled as he seemed to have the answer to that little problem as he eased Susan forward so he could fully claim her tight young ass. With full access to that tight dark heavenly ass he began to once more pound into the bound young beauty. Soon Susan firm young breast were swing and jiggling with each of his thrusts, his heavily laden sack slapping Susan’s puffy labia. Miriam could see the man smile as her little pet now groaned, those groans becoming little mewing and moans of dark Sinful pleasure. When the young golden western beauty came she came hard her supple young body bucking and thrashing with the intensity of her orgasm, and her screams of ecstasy filling her darken world. How long they continued to fuck her and use her Susan would never know. Finally her physical strength gave out and Susan collapsed both physically and mentally exhausted as her stunning blue eyes fluttered close and Susan’s mind was also engulfed in blackness as well.

When Susan regained consciousness she was still blind folded still bound to the alter where she was the adorable innocent sacrifice to lust. Slowly the blindfold was pulled from her azure blue eyes and they were once more flooded with light and images and the face of her dominatrix mistress hovering above her. Her lips pressing to Susan’s in darkly sensual and arousing kiss that as always demanded the young golden haired beauty to give herself to her mistress, to once more surrender to her without reservation. Susan knew that Miriam would accept nothing less. Again the cycle began again where all that was required of Susan was to be the loving little pet of the Mathmos’ Madame, to be her sweet innocent sexual toy to use and abuse as Susan as her fancy desired until again as Miriam whispered, as she lay in her Mistress’s arms,

“I have a very special Client for you to night Dhahabu mtoto”

A soft kiss and a teasing little smile.

“For this client I want you to wear something, special a copy of the outfit you wore on the first day I saw you.”

A box lay on the dresser, and exact copy down to Susan’s bra and panties she had worn on the day of her auction the day when her young life had changed beyond her wildest imaginings. There was also a blindfold and silken scarves to bind her wrists.

“Dress Pretty, Pretty!”

 

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With great alacrity, her unknown lover began to thrust into her anus, and she found her body easily becoming excited as his sac repeatedly bumped against her sex. Each bump made her sex tense at the sensitivity from having just been fucked so much. She felt as if she had just had half of the male population of this continent and each time a new cock filled her, whether she could see him or not, was somehow a thrill.

The cock pounded into her ass, sinfully stretching her tight crinkled opening, the cock rubbing along her bowels and filling that space as hands steadied her. Soon she was heading towards something she was coming to crave: a climax.

She allowed the feeling to wash over her, welcoming her body's twitches and jerks as she screamed, her anus gripping tight the cock that rammed in it. His cum filled her bowels not long after that, leading to the next cock to fill her ass. Once again the assembly line started as hands pulled on her breast that swayed in time to the fucking, until finally her body and mind, exhausted, gave out and she collapsed, passed out. She knew not how many had had her, nor how long they enjoyed her body. And she knew not how long she was unconscious. But it was still dark when she came to, her arms still tied. The light hurt her eyes once the blindfold was removed and she focused to see her Mistress. She knew that she smelled of cum and sex and yet Mistress pressed her lips to hers, demanding that her bound toy freely give herself. There was no choice. And though Susan still preferred men and their cocks, her owner still demanded her pound of flesh.

Once again Susan was at the whim of Mistress, her days and nights full of sex with the woman that owned her. Yet in the back of her mind was desire for something that Mistress did not possess. She actually found herself looking forward to when once again Mistress would sell her for the night. When once again a man's cock would fill her needy holes, pumping her full of their cum. Their seed.

Her heart beat fast as Mistress spoke those words she had longed for.

I have a very special Client for you to night Dhahabu mtoto”. For this client I want you to wear something, special a copy of the outfit you wore on the first day I saw you.

Inside lay a memory. The dress was exactly like what she had worn to her auction into depravity. Even the bra and panties were exact, though the blindfold and silk scarves were something new.

Dress Pretty, Pretty!

It was a thrill to put them on, taking her back to when she had naively thought that she was a reporter. Some of that time was a strangely distorted memory, not realizing that the drug she had been fed had something to do with it.

Once dressed, with the blindfold and scarves left in the box, she stood before Mistress. Waiting. And a bit excited.

 

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Miriam saw how Susan brightened when she had cooed,

I have a very special Client for you to night Dhahabu mtoto. For this client I want you to wear something special, a copy of the outfit you wore on the first day I saw you.”

There was a wishful look in Susan’s soft azure blue eyes as she saw that everything right down to the bra and panties were the same as on that fateful night the night of her betrayal by Ahmad Abasi. For a moment Susan seemed to be lost in memories of that night when Miriam broke the spell,

Dress Pretty, Pretty!

The Brothel’s Madame could not help but see the girlish excitement with which Susan dressed and the dominatrix and the trill in those soft azure blue eyes at the prospect of having a man’s cock pounding into her again, a look of longing that Miriam never saw in her golden pet’s stunning blue eyes when she came to their bed. Miriam sighed as Susan presented herself for inspection as she had been trained to. This was business and Miriam was no longer the demanding lover but the demanding Madame of the “Mathmos” Brothel. She indicated that Susan make a little pirouette so she could inspect her golden treasure from every angle and nodded approvingly. Miriam blindfolded Susan as she had for her last clients.

Again Susan was led through the twisting corridors of the “Mathmos”. Again Susan was in a dark, sightless, world halted before a door. A soft whispering creaking as the door opened and again Susan was led to the unknown.

“Step up Dhahabu mtoto………”

Susan had only taken two steps when Miriam said,

“Stop!”

Miriam’s body was pressed to Susan’s her hands sliding down the stunning young honey blonde’s arms. The young dominatrix bound Susan’s hands in front of her with the soft silken scarves.

“Raise your hands above your head my love.”

Miriam’s hands seductively slid up the sensual curves of her golden pet’s torso as she drew Susan’s hands above her head and bound them to a ring hanging from the ceiling. The young beauty heard the door close and again Susan was left to wait for the client in her dark silent world.

Ahmad Abasi watched as Miriam guided Susan Applegate up on to the little pedestal and bound the girl’s hands above her head. Though it was not as she had been bound on that night but he had to admit that with her hands bound above her head she was once more perfectly displayed to perfection for his pleasure. Abasi slowly circled the stunning bound beauty, the tips of his fingers trailing over the firm curves of the girl’s ass and exploring that gorgeous young body as he whispered,

“We have for sale tonight a young golden western beauty…………No one will be coming to look for our little golden beauty and she can be yours if the price is right……….. What am I bid for this rare beauty?............ Shall we see a little more of the goods Gentlemen.”

That dark familiar voice recalling the night when she was sold into slavery. The blindfold was drawn from her eyes and Susan once more hung bound before Ahmad Abasi.

 

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She twirled for her owner, happy to be back in her own clothes, or a reasonable duplicate of them. Usually, Mistress had her naked, preferring to have no part of her body hidden to her access or gaze. So, in a way, it seemed almost strange to wear these clothes.

Once again, she was being blindfolded and her heart began to pound, remembering how last time she had been fucked all night by how many men she had no idea. Was this once again to be something like that?

Led through the maze of The Mathmos halls, she knew not where she was taken, but obediently followed.

She heard the door open and Mistress led her forward. After a few steps, Step up Dhahabu mtoto………

Following Mistress' directions, she took two steps and stopped. The smell of frankincense and myrrh fill her nostrils and knew it was Mistress whose body rubbed against hers, whose hands ran over arms to tie her hands with the silk scarves.

Raise your hands above your head my love.

Those familiar hands slid over her body and she barely leaned into her. Then suddenly, she left leaving only the sound of the door closing as she hung from something overhead. Left in the dark, she heard nothing as first. Then fingertips brushed against her ass and she subconsciously tightened her ass cheeks, not knowing just what to expect. A male voice, vaguely familiar, whispered in her ear, and fear suddenly shot through her. No!

We have for sale tonight a young golden western beauty…………No one will be coming to look for our little golden beauty and she can be yours if the price is right……….. What am I bid for this rare beauty?............ Shall we see a little more of the goods Gentlemen.

She began to breath rapidly, as suddenly the blindfold fell away and she gasped, finding herself bound and hanging before Mr. Abassi. She tried to move, to get away from the man that had, unknown to her at the time, kidnapped her and sold her into this life. She gasped, crying out against this.

"No, please no!" Her voice was small, but her agitation was evident. Not this man! It was because of him that she was here. She tried to release her hands, to run away but she had no choice but to hang before him, subject to his whims.

 

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Ahmad Abasi smiled as the blindfold young golden beauty arched her body to the sensual caress of his fingertips as they seductively trailed across Susan’s firm little heart shaped ass. The way her gorgeous young body tensed in anticipation, he smiled as he removed Susan Applegate’s blindfold. That sweet supple young body that had arched to his touch just moments before now drew back from him in revolution. The stunning young bound western beauty’s lips trembled as she gasped.

"No, please no!"

“Yes my sweet little dove.”

As he spoke the back of his hand caressed Susan’s flawless cheeks.

“I have lusted for you sense the first time I saw you bathing in your cabin on the steamer in all your naked perfection and how that gorgeous young body shimmered and a single crystal drop clung to your pale pink nipple.”

His dark soulless eyes bore into the clear azure depths of Susan’s as his fingers toyed with the top button of the young golden beauty’s blouse.

The look of shock and betrayal in those stunning blue eyes when I said,

“We have for sale tonight a young golden western beauty…………No one will be coming to look for our little golden beauty and she can be yours if the price is right………”

The first button surrendered to his fingers and slid to the second button of the blouse.

The Look in those stunning expressive eyes as his hands explored your supple young body.

As Abasi spoke the second third and fourth buttons surrender to his fingers as he eased back the thin material of Susan’s blouse as the guard had done on that first night.
“............ Shall we see a little more of the goods Gentlemen.”

There was an evil glint in Ahmad’s eyes as he ripped Susan’s blouse from her.

“That night I had to share you with the bidders and deny myself the joy of sampling your sweet charms………”

The soft metallic whisper of Susan’s skirts zipper caressed the bound young beauty’s senses.

“Tonight I shall not deny myself the pleasure of enjoying all your youthful charms Miss Applegate!”

Susan’s skirt slid down the sculptured columns of her shapely legs to pool around her trim ankles. Susan hung before him in nothing more than her modest panties and bra, stocking and heels.

“You want and need this my sweet Dove. For a man to be your Master.”

Again as on that first night Susan felt the cold unyielding caress of steel as it trailed over her breasts and cut away each strap in turn before pressing his body to Susan’s , with a snap of his fingers Susan’s bra came loose, and as he stepped back it fluttered to the floor.

“Nor these!”

The knife trailed down over the bound young beauty’s silken skin, down between the scented valley between her firm young breasts, down over Susan’s quivering abdomen to lazily circle the girl’s dimpled naval. Abasi agonizingly drew out Susan’s unveiling, until finally he cut away the stunning young blonde’s panties.

“You look good enough to eat my sweet little naked dove.”

 

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Yes my sweet little dove. I have lusted for you sense the first time I saw you bathing in your cabin on the steamer in all your naked perfection and how that gorgeous young body shimmered and a single crystal drop clung to your pale pink nipple.

He had watched her bathe! There must have been some secret panel where he could watch her unseen! Her skin flushed red from the thought as the back of his hand softly caressed her cheek as one might do to a lover. His fingers, warm and sure, played with the top button of her top. She hated herself for though she hated Abassi and wanted nothing more to do with him, she could feel her body eager at the anticipation of being used by him, of being fucked by him.

The look of shock and betrayal in those stunning blue eyes when I said,

“We have for sale tonight a young golden western beauty…………No one will be coming to look for our little golden beauty and she can be yours if the price is right………”

His words seemed to delight him in their power to torture her. She felt the first button open and he played with the second one, and then the third and so on. For a brief moment, she was the Susan she had once been, young and naïve and unknown to man as his sure hands peeled back the thin blouse to reveal the white bra beneath.

............ Shall we see a little more of the goods Gentlemen.

His voice was low, like the snake in the Garden of Eden. She saw evil in them as he ripped the blouse from her body.

There was an evil glint in Ahmad’s eyes as he ripped Susan’s blouse from her. She gasped at the suddenness of it.

That night I had to share you with the bidders and deny myself the joy of sampling your sweet charms………

The sound of the zipper being drawn down was loud to her ears and she could feel tears once again pooling in her blue eyes. This could not be happening.

"No!" The one word was barely spoken, so soft was her plea. But his next words made clear his intent.

Tonight I shall not deny myself the pleasure of enjoying all your youthful charms Miss Applegate!

Despite her shaking head and soft pleas, her skirt released its hold on her hips to slide gracefully down to the floor.

You want and need this my sweet Dove. For a man to be your Master.

With the glint of his knife, she held her breath as he soon had her before him wearing only the stocking and shoes. Everything else littered the floor around where she hung.

You look good enough to eat my sweet little naked dove.

She still could not understand why he had done this to her and she finally found her voice, trembly though it was.

"Why did you do this to me, Mister Abassi? I tried to always be kind to you. Why me?"

She tried talking to him, tried to think of anything other than the fact that her body was already wet for him. The cool air hitting her nipples had already caused them to pebble and harden, aching for attention. For a mouth to suck and nibble and taste them. Their color had deepened with desire, from pale to dusky pink.

Her hair had been just shoulder length when she had left the states. Now, it hung in gentle waves halfway down her back. Her body was less the girl and more the woman since last he had seen her.

"Why?"

 

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"No!"

The one word was barely spoken, Susan’s voice so sweetly angelic as the soft plea slipped from her moist ripe lips. Her soft azure blue eyes silently begging Abasi to have mercy on her . it was the same look that this stunning young creature had the night he placed the innocent virgin on the auction block and still he taunted Susan.

“You want and need this my sweet Dove, for a man to be your Master……. You look good enough to eat my sweet little naked dove.”

He saw the confusion in those stunning blue eyes as Susan tried to understand what had happened to her , it was if the last few month had never been and that this was the night she was sold to the highest bidder.

"Why did you do this to me, Mister Abasi? I tried to always be kind to you. Why me?"

Susan’s voice was trembling as she asked her innocent question. Her soft eyes pleading with him as he ran his fingers through her silken honey blonde hair, let those silken strands drip from his finger tip as if it were spun liquid gold. Silence was the only answer Abasi gave her. There was a desperation in her soft angelic voice as Susan breathed a single word.

"Why?"

Abasi’s head bent to the bound young beauty’s breast and his tongue lazily circled Susan’s taunt dusky pink nipple and areola, before giving the moist tip of that delicious nipple a flick of his tongue.

“Because I can Miss Applegate…….. Susan……After all by the time I am through with you I will have a very intimate knowledge of all your girlish charms.”

Abasi paused for a moment as his fingers ran through Susan long honey blonde hair.
“I see you hair has grown Susan, but you should wear it up my sweet dove for your naked perfection should never be hidden from a man’s eyes.”

His hot moist breath washed over Susan’s breast and nipple as he spoke and turned his attention to her neglected nipple before he inhaled that taunt throbbing bud. Susan could feel his hand slipping down over her quivering abdomen, cup her shaven Mons, before a thick finger slid between her moist labia. There was a subtitle cruelty to the way Abasi finger fucked Susan tight needy pussy as he teased and tormented her rock hard nipples. He let a second finger join the first as he continued to fuck that tight little pussy.

“I see you are no longer a virgin Susan but I must admit your gorgeous young body is a tight as if you were.”

Abasi knew what Susan’s treacherous young Body was hungering for, but though he would tease her brink her to the brink of ecstasy before denying her until she begged and pleaded for him to fuck her.

 

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Abasi 's hands ran through her hair, playing and letting it run through his hands. She watched as he bent to run his tongue around her nipple, teasing her as he flicked it with his tongue. She gasped as her back arched, her body unable to ignore what his mouth was doing to her.

Because I can Miss Applegate…….. Susan……After all by the time I am through with you I will have a very intimate knowledge of all your girlish charms.

He paused, his hands playing with her hair. It was soft and fine and it rippled as he ran his fingers through the gold.

I see you hair has grown Susan, but you should wear it up my sweet dove for your naked perfection should never be hidden from a man’s eyes.

She swallowed hard as he began to suck her other nipple. Slowly his hand slid down her body, caressing her curves until he reached her sex. It's smooth hairless features seemed to invite him to slip his finger between those soft lips until he found the entrance into her. Her traitorous body revealed its passion and he quickly added a second finger to coat it in her wetness. She bit her lip to keep from moaning while his mouth continued its assault on her breast.

I see you are no longer a virgin Susan but I must admit your gorgeous young body is a tight as if you were.

She wanted him to stop, and yet she feared that he would, would stop and leave her craving for something that only he as a man could give her. It was because of this man that she was now a whore. Because of this man that her life was no longer hers. Because of his man that she was now a slave, her body owned by someone else. Because of this man that she has been fucked by more men than she even knew. Because of this man that she had been forced to have sex with women. She wanted nothing to do with him, and yet, she held her breath and prayed that he would fuck her.

Her hips began to roll, to move in time to what his fingers did, meeting his thrusts each time. A groan slipped from between her lips.