East Africa

Of course you may cum my sweet obedient dove. You may cum as many times as you want My perfect young beauty and fact you may cum till I grant you permission to stop.

Her heart beat fast at his words, until he finished with telling her that she would have to beg him to stop. The look she gave him was shocked. She didn't know if she would be able to do that.

Slowly she felt him release his hold on her, and she closed her eyes, her brow furrowing as she tried to comprehend what he had said and the urgency that her body was feeling.

Open your eyes Miss Applegate I wish to see them as if fuck you, as you cum for me I want to enjoy their stunning azure beauty.

Her eyes popped wide open, confusion and fear shining in them. His hand smacked her ass and, without thinking, she began to once again slide up and down his cock, letting it slip almost completely out before rolling into it, his cock slipping in and out of her sex.

She was almost afraid to look away from him, his eyes boring into hers. Devoid of passion, his dark eyes held her prisoner. She closed her eyes and, remembering his words, quickly opened them, her body continuing its undulations. Her body moved with the grace of a dancer.

Soon she could feel that familiar urge building, that desire to cum, that feeling of being pushed over a precipice, that rush and thrill. She licked her lips and threw her head back, arching her body. Groaning, her body twitched as she came, her sex rippling along his cock trying to entice it to cum and fill her with seed.

Finally she collapsed on his chest, afraid to move, afraid to even look at him, still skewered on his cock.
 
Open your eyes Miss Applegate I wish to see them as if fuck you, as you cum for me I want to enjoy their stunning azure beauty.

Susan’s eyes popped wide open, confusion and fear shining in them. What an obedient little thing Miss Applegate had become.Ahmad Abasi’s hand smacked her pert little ass and, and he smiled wickedly as Susan without thinking, began to once again roll her hips to him, slide up and down the length of his cock, letting it slip almost completely from her grasping hungering pussy, before rolling back into his cock until her pussy was pressed tightly to his groin, Susan fully impaled on its ridged length, then letting it slip in and out of her, riding its length. Ahmad’s dark eyes held her prisoner in there unblinking gaze that bared her young soul to him. Susan’s soft blue eyes fluttered close then apparently remember his command, quickly opened, her body continuing its hungering undulations, and lithe young body moving with the grace of a dancer.

The tip of Susan’s little pink tongue sensually licked her full ripe lips as she threw back her head her hair a shimmering golden mane cascading down her back. A dark sensual groaning bubbled from those sweet lips as she came for Abasi, her gorgeous supple body twitching with the intensity of her orgasm, her tight, chaste body rippling along the length of his cock trying to entice it to cum and fill her with seed. Yet Abasi still denied her that gift as she collapsed onto him nearly spent and exhausted from the intensity of her soul searing orgasm.

“Oh you are far from being done my sweet dove, I did not give you permission to stop.”

Ahmad Abasi eased Susan up his hands on her hips steadying her as he now began to meet the rising ad fallings of her luscious young body, now pounding into that sweet delicious little pussy. He racked a series of cascading orgasms from her until Susan was lost in a world of unimagined pleasure so intense it almost hurt before he would let her rest.
 
She lay collapsed on top of him, exhausted, yet with his cock still piercing deep into her. She was very much aware of its steady throb as her body twitched.

Oh you are far from being done my sweet dove, I did not give you permission to stop.

His hands were firm on her hips, making her stay upright. As if possessed, he began to help her rise and fall, and at the same time began thrusting up into her. With each thrust, the nipple clamps bounced, pain shooting through her. The man knew what he was doing, pressing and pounding and grinding into her, his body relentless as he began to fuck her, not letting up even when she came. Her nipples were starting to become a bit numb and she dreaded the pain that would occur when they were removed.

Again and again he kept her upright, forcing her up and down his cock. Soon, what had started out as desire and pleasure, became unbearable. She did not see how he could continue to stay hard. In fact, he seemed to feel no pain, only hatred which fueled is actions.

Tears filled her eyes as once more he pounded into her.

"Please Mr. Abasi, may we please stop? Please." Time became torture and she no longer knew how long she had been with this man. He must be the devil or satan.

She collapsed on top of him, exhausted and praying that her time with him was ending soon.
 
Abasi ripped orgasm after soul shattering orgasm for Susan and yet he still pounded into the golden beauty’s tight little well fucked pussy. He loved the gasp and whimpers that bubbled from Susan’s full ripe lips as her firm young breasts bounced and jiggled with each thrust in to her delicious pussy. The way the heavy nipple clamps pinched and tugged at Susan’s throbbing nipples with each thrust, and her pitiful pleading after her latest orgasm as she begged him,

“Please Mr. Abasi, may we please stop? Please."

Once more his knees came up to support the exhausted little golden beauties back as he sat up trapping Susan fully impaled on his cock.

“My sweet dove………”

Ahmad brushed back a few sweat soaked strands of Susan’s golden hair from her angelic face.

“……….But you wanted to be fucked, made to cum and you begged me so sweetly how could I refuse you Miss Applegate.”

Again Ahmad paused, his thumbs sensually massaging Susan’s numb clamped nipples. He could see her desire to be free of them and yet he saw the fear of the pain that would come when the blood rushed into those sweet little pale pink rosebuds.Not yet Abasi thought to himself. The moment must be perfect when the searing pain would enhance the girls sinful pleasure.

“Now it is my turn to cum and take my pleasure from your gorgeous supple body my dear.”

Abasi’s knees dropped as he laid back, his legs half bent as his hands around Susan’s waist steadied her. He was like a wild man as he pounded into the hapless young western beauty. His hands slid up the sensual curves of the young golden beauty’s torso, his hands cupped her breast as he felt her on the edge of cuming once more as his own body gathered in on itself. As Susan and Abasi came at the same time, he released the clamps from her nipples searing pleasure, and searing pain mingled into an unimagined sensation that left the young beauty panting and gasping in its after math, as his seed filled her fertile young womb.

Susan lay spent and exhausted on Abasi’s chest her supple young body covered in a fine sheen of sweat, and his cock still throbbing and fully impaling Susan.

“ I shall be anxious to see if you bear me a son or a daughter Miss Applegate. A son to follow in my footsteps as a slaver……..”

Ahmad gloated.

“……….How ever if you bear me a daughter as fair and beautiful as you my dove she will make me a fortune on her back or the auction block.”

Over the next week Ahmad Abasi fucked Susan adorable tight pussy on her hands and knees, pressed up against a wall, and astride of him. Each day would start with Susan on her knees in the display position where she would deep throat him. There were days when he would fucked the young golden beauty’s tight little ass his fingers ensnared in her golden hair, her breast and angelic face crushed to the wall as he used her. On that last day as Susan lay completely spent and exhausted prostrate at his feet he pressed a golden sovereign to her belly.

“Till I return My sweet dove to sample your charms again.”

Susan could not mistake the note of ownership in Abasi’s voice as her Mistress eunuchs came to tend to her.
 
His voice was oily, and she could tell that he was enjoying her pain and fear.

My sweet dove……………….But you wanted to be fucked, made to cum and you begged me so sweetly how could I refuse you Miss Applegate.

His thumbs on her nipples, massaging them and watching her flinch as pain shot through them. He smiled, enjoying her pain.

Now it is my turn to cum and take my pleasure from your gorgeous supple body my dear.

Suddenly he was pounding up into her, hard and fast, his cock rubbing repeatedly against her clit as his hands cupped her sore and heavy breast. She felt herself once again being propelled towards yet another climax.

Suddenly she felt him thrust up hard into her as she too came. The warmth of his seed shot deep into her and as she felt herself begin to twitch, he removed the clamps from her nipples. Her scream filled the air as the blood rushed back into them and as he continued to fill her womb with his seed, her sex squeezed his cock as never before. She felt as if her body were covered with a million goosebumps. In total exhaustion, she collapsed on his chest though she could feel him still deep in her sex. Panting and her body hurting and yet buzzing, his next words made her blood run cold.

I shall be anxious to see if you bear me a son or a daughter Miss Applegate. A son to follow in my footsteps as a slaver……..……….How ever if you bear me a daughter as fair and beautiful as you my dove she will make me a fortune on her back or the auction block.

NO! Fear filled her at the thought that something like that could happen. She did not want that. To be made pregnant by him scared her. That he would sell her child, or force her child to become a whore like her. Tears filled her eyes.

Instead of for a night, he kept her for a several days. Exactly how long she lost count, though it seemed forever. When she slept, he slept beside her, as if he owned her. Abasi could not be human as he seemed to always be hard and ready for fucking her. Every day began the same with her in display position. With a fierceness as if he owned her, he would grab her hair as he fucked her face, forcing his cock down her throat. For one whole day, all he did was fuck her ass, having her bend over various bits of furniture, prying her butt cheeks apart while he filled her bowels with his seed.

Her skin, still crisscrossed with the stripes from the flogger, stung. He fucked her in every way possible, and with little regard for her comfort. After what felt like forever, he stood over her, looking at her nude body as he dressed. She was beyond anything she ever thought that she could endure.

Pressing a gold coin on her stomach, as if buying the child that might be growing inside her there.

Till I return My sweet dove to sample your charms again.

As he left the room, the eunuchs belonging to Mistress rushed in and began caring for her. Tears began to fall as she started crying and could not stop. They lowered her in a bath, carefully washing and cleaning her, even between her legs. And yet she continued to cry, even as they carefully covered the stripes from the flogger. One of the eunuchs carried her to the room she shared with Mistress, carefully putting her to bed. And yet she continued to softly cry.

Some time later, Mistress entered the room and though totally exhausted, Susan lifted her head, pleading to her Mistress.

"Please, Mistress, I beg of you, please never let Mr. Abasi use me again. Please, I beg of you, please, do not sell me to him. He said he would come back and use me again. I am yours. Please tell him no if he comes for me again." She fell back for a moment before once again rallying to beg. "Please do not let me be pregnant. He wants to make me pregnant and sell the baby. Please make me abort it. Please Mistress. Please." She fell back on the bed, totally exhausted and yet hysterical.
 
Miriam loved when Susan had that freshly fucked look, her creamy ivory skin would have that seductive pale pink glow for days. The brothel’s Madame knew she had a good think with this golden little western beauty in her bed and the sweet little innocent was making her a fortune as she was sold to very special clients.

"Please, Mistress, I beg of you, please never let Mr. Abasi use me again. Please, I beg of you, please, do not sell me to him. He said he would come back and use me again. I am yours. Please tell him no if he comes for me again." She fell back for a moment before once again rallying to beg. "Please do not let me be pregnant. He wants to make me pregnant and sell the baby. Please make me abort it. Please Mistress. Please."

Susan had sobbed the moment she had seen her Mistress, her soft azure blue eyes pleading so eloquently. Miriam came to her sweet little lover and tenderly gathered her into the security of her arms. how truly innocent she still is Miriam thought as she held the sobbing girl to her breast.

“There there my sweet pet, have no fears, you shall not bear his child.”

Miriam clapped her hands and one of her eunuchs came in answer to the Madame’s summoning. Miriam spoke to him rapidly in Swahili the man bow and nodding his head as he left to do the Mistress’s bidding .

“Now dry your tears my sweet and give us a kiss.”

Miriam savored the young western beauty’s kiss. Susan had been a pleasing but reluctant lover so far, and the dominatrix had accepted it but now she had a little barb to demand more of this golden beauty. Soon the man returned with a steaming pot of what appeared to be tea.

“Drink this my golden darling and soon all your troubles and worries will be behind you.”

Miriam smiled to herself as Susan drank the bitter tea. Little did the girl realize that it was nothing more than tea with a mild sedative in it. The Mathmos’ Madame had insured that her girl’s food was laced with an herb that would prevent them from becoming pregnant, for a pregnant whore made the brothel no money but cost it if the girl was in demand.

“Now be a good girl and go to the cupboard and bring me the ebony strap on dildo.”

Miriam had never used a strap on dildo with Susan before, had only shown her the gentler side of her dark nature now she would demand more of the girl.

“Dhahabu mtoto I have insured that you will not bare Abasi’s child but now you must pay my sweet,”

Miriam cooed as she strapped on the huge dildo. She caressed Susan’s cheek with the back of her hand.

“I need to fuck you dhahabu mtoto to make sure you will not.”


Her dark eyes held Susan’s tear shimmering blue eyes captive in their gaze.

“I think a stride of me my sweet dhahabu mtoto mount me Susan!”
 
Mistress gathered her in her dark arms, rocking her and stroking her brow. Susan felt safe in her arms as she cried and pleaded with her. The woman was as naked as Susan her skin was soft against Susan's. She smelled Mistress' own scent - that mix of spices and oils that Susan recognized as belonging to her owner.

There there my sweet pet, have no fears, you shall not bear his child.

Mistress summoned one of the eunuchs and as the man left to follow her orders, Mistress stroked her face to calm her.

Now dry your tears my sweet and give us a kiss.

Mistress held her in her arms, demanding a long and hard kiss from her. She had no choice and she did as she was commanded. Soon the eunuch returned with a hot drink.

Drink this my golden darling and soon all your troubles and worries will be behind you.

It was hot and bitter and she made a face as she drank it down. She was suddenly aware of just how tired she was, the torture that Mr. Abasi had put her through starting to catch up with her. She felt comforted that Mistress had this medicine that would abort any baby that that horrid man might have planted inside her.

Now be a good girl and go to the cupboard and bring me the ebony strap on dildo.

She was sore and tired and was feeling the effects of the last couple of days. Nevertheless, she did as Mistress told her. She had occasionally retrieved it for her, but had ever had it used on herself. She watched Mistress strap it on her body, the ebony dildo the same color as her Mistress' skin. The thing looked obscene as the large thing stuck straight out from the woman's body. Mistress stroked Susan's cheek with the back of her hand.

Dhahabu mtoto I have insured that you will not bare Abasi’s child but now you must pay my sweet. I need to fuck you dhahabu mtoto to make sure you will not.

Susan felt tears well up in her eyes. The thing looked larger than any man's cock that she had taken before. It looked as if it would tear her asunder.

I think a stride of me my sweet dhahabu mtoto mount me Susan!

With those words, Mistress lay back among the pillows of her bed. She knew her well enough that she knew that if she wished to ensure that the pregnancy prevention were to take affect, she would have to do this.

Susan was already exhausted and her body was aching. Her skin still hurt, covered with the stripes placed on her by Abasi using the flogger. And yet, she had no say in what happened to her and her body.

That obscene thing pointed towards the ceiling and Susan climbed up and wearily stood over it. Mistress sensually caressed her ankles as Susan slowly knelt down until she felt the thing begin to pierce up into her sex. It was hard and unyielding and she gave a cry out as the wood filled her void. But if this is what was necessary to make sure that the drink took effect and aborted any child that that horrid man may have left inside of her, then so be it.

Crying out, she began.
 
I think a stride of me my sweet dhahabu mtoto mount me Susan!

Miriam smiled wickedly up into young Susan’s sweet blue eyes. The dominatrix could see how exhausted her little golden beauty was after five days and nights with Ahmad Abasi. Miriam had only received less than an 1/8th of the money that Abasi had made from Susan’s sale on that dark night that had changed the young girl’s life forever. Little did the naive little beauty know that Mistress would sell Susan’s sweet innocent charms to any man or woman that had the price she would demand for Susan, and if Abasi had the cash then Miss Susan Applegate would again be in his bed.

Miriam lay back among the pillows of their bed. She knew Susan well enough that she knew that if the naive young beauty believed she must do this to ensure that the pregnancy prevention were to take effect, she would do as she was commanded Susan shyly and hesitantly came to her Mistress and with Abasi she position her tender little pussy over the obscene Dildo. Miriam’s good little Dhahabu mtoto let her own body weight slowly impale her on the unyielding shaft. A staggered cry bubbled from Susan’s full ripe lips as the beast entered her . Slowly, inch by inch the ebony shaft sunk deeper and deeper into that sweet tight little cunt of Susan. The girl was filled as she had never been before and when She thought she could take no more the wicked dominatrix trust her hip and that thick shaft up burying it to the hilt into the girl’s supple young Body.

Miriam fucked her golden western beauty as hard as Abasi had. Where Ahmad had mauled Susan’s breast and nipples her Mistress rolled those precious throbbing rose buds as she teased and excited them. Where he had raped Susan and took his pleasure without a thought to the girl’s needs, wants or desires Miriam seduced the young beauty made lover to her, and bound the young girl ever tighter.

As The wicked dominatrix drove her concubine to the edge of that dark abyss that Susan now craved the Madame of the Mathmos brothel lips bowed into an evil smile If the price was right she might just let Abasi have his way and leave sweet little Miss Applegate with his child in her belly. Miriam sighed but it would spoil Susan’s girlish figure.
 
She had carefully impaled her sex on the hard dildo that Mistress wore. Despite having been with a number of men, and having just been so brutally fucked by Abasi, she still had never been fucked by anything so large before. She thought that it was enough so when Mistress took hold of her hip and proceeded to thrust up hard into her, Susan could not help the cry that escaped between her lips.

Mistress had never been quite so hard with her, and she kept reminding herself that it was to keep her from becoming pregnant with that evil man's child. As she made it a rough ride for Susan, Mistress' fingers rolled and playfully pulled on her nipples. Slowly Mistress drove her towards yet one more climax, just one more in a long line of climaxes that she had been force to have in the last couple of days.

But if this was what she had to endure to avoid becoming pregnant from that man, then she would. She hoped to never see Abasi again. It would greatly anger him to be told that she was not available to him and she liked that idea.

This preventative must work as she had not seen one child here at the brothel. Not that she really had much to do with the others. She was the only white girl there, and Mistress kept her away from any and all exposure to the sun. She only spoke English, and the girls, other than Mistress, spoke foreign languages. Even the eunuchs did not speak English, so Susan’s exposure to others was limited to Mistress and the clients, with occasional contact with the eunuchs. With her pale skin and gold hair, she was unique there and would not know what to say to the other girls even if they could talk to each other.

She was thankful that Mistress was doing this. And even though Susan was exhausted, she continued to cry and moan as the ebony dildo fucked her until finally she came, screaming as she collapsed on top of Mistress. She lay against the soft, warm body, still impaled on that massive beast as she fell into unconsciousness, the smell of frankincense and myrrh filling her nostrils.
 
Miriam was pleased at the little cry, whimpers and sensual little moans that bubbled from Susan’s moist full ripe lips as she impaled herself on the ebony onyx dildo. The way the Naive little golden beauty rode that monstrous beast until her gorgeous young body quiver as her climax built and Susan threw back her golden head screaming out her sinful ecstasy as she came hard her young soul seared by the intensity of her orgasm. Susan collapsed completely spent and exhausted her golden head pillowed on her mistress’s breast Like a babe in arms and in many ways Susan was just that a babe in arms. Unlike the men who had used her, had fucked her until she collapsed the ebony dildo did not go soft and slip from the girl’s tight pussy, but remained hard and unyielding, Susan very breathing forcing that beast to massage and slide along her engorged clit. Mistress fucked her little golden lamb three more times, three more times until Susan collapsed and each time the gorgeous little western beauty came harder than the time before until at last Susan’s supple body bucked and thrashed in a cascading series of orgasms that left her whimpering, moaning , and mewing in dark sinful pleasure.

It took Susan nearly a month to recover from her time with Abasi. Mistress continued to seduce Susan’s supple young body feeding its craving for ever more pleasure. The Dominatrix slowly added in mild pain to heighten her little lover’s pleasure. For that whole month Susan had nothing to do but please Mistress with her body and her mind as that luscious body of hers became tight again. Tight enough that her clients could almost believe that Susan was a virgin.

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Dan Hardcore was dispatched to cover the war in Abyssinia and to see if there was any news of the wayward Miss Susan Applegate. INS news service did not like losing their reporters, or their copy girls pretending to be a reported. Hardcore thought that the missing Miss Applegate story might be as good as the missing Amelia Earhart story that was playing out in the Pacific.

By the time he got to Cairo the trail was not cold but ice cold and no one had ever seem to have heard of the girl. Then one day Dan Hardcore head of a little golden whore, a white girl, in a notorious brothel called the Mathmos down along the Abyssinian frontier. He decided to check it out as it was on the way to the war’s front any way.
 
Susan was exhausted after Mistress had her climax more times that she could count. When finally she fell unconscious against the dark woman, sleep was allowed and she never felt the ebony dildo removed from her sex. Sleep was fitful and filled with dreams of the horrid Abasi, laughing and leering as he fucked her and claimed with glee, "There, I've planted a baby in your belly."

Every time that she awoke, Mistress was there to sooth her, rubbing ointment of the stripes left from the flogger.

She didn't have to use that huge ebony dildo again, and apparently the treatment took as about 4 days later, she started her period. Mistress was nice to her though she now seemed to add a bit of pain periodically. She did not like it but her body seemed to adapt to it. Though Mistress did not use the ebony cock any more. She assumed that it was solely to be used for treatment.

Having not seen the sunshine for so long, her skin had gotten very pale. Everyday, she was given a full body massage. Sometimes Mistress gave it to her, in which case it always led to sex with the woman. Other times Mistress had the eunuchs massage her. With oils and creams they worked, making her skin soft and smooth. Every inch of her body would be rubbed and creamed.

Occasionally some of the other women would walk past. None were white like her though all were beautiful. And, like her, they were always naked. They all ignored her, refusing to speak to her even when she would say hello.

She was there solely for the purpose of providing sex to whoever would pay the price. She was no longer a person. She was a thing. Her life had become very lonely. People did not talk to her, other than to tell her to cum. Or suck them. Or something sexual. Even Mistress only talked of sex. She was aware that Mistress would keep her until she no longer earned her money. She would then be sold to someone, used before being sold. She had no future.
 
The further that Dan Hardcore went up the Nile and Blue Nile the more persistent the roamers of a young golden beauty, of a white girl that could be have, if one had the money to buy her charms. Dan just shook his head at the unbelievable roamers, for he could not conceive of any white woman or girl that would be so desperate that they would willingly lay with an African or Bedouin. Any girl that would find herself in such a position would surely kill herself. Yet Dan found himself fantasizing about Susan Applegate, that she was the hapless young beauty, which was forced to be a whore to these men. Oh he remembered Susan from the home office the pretty little blonde copy girl with the great legs and her pretty little nose up in the air, too good to even give him a second look. A smile bowed his lips at what he would to her, if in fact she was the mysterious girl of those unbelievable roamers.

Dan had tracked down the source of the roamers to a brothel called the Mathmos. The Madame was a tall statutes beauty with sensual bronze ski with a figure to make a man’s mouth water. He did not mince his words and got straight to the point.

“I understand that you have a young white girl with golden hair, how much for her?”

Miriam smiled as she was curious her little golden lover’s reaction to being with a white man a man that could afford the price she would ask.

“Yes but for this very special girl would cost you £100 English pounds.”

Miriam knew that it was an unbelievable price for a whore in the backwaters of the Sudan and yet it seemed that the price did not put the man off.

“Done!”

Dan counted out the bills……10….20…..30…40….50…60….80…90….. £100. Miriam took the bills folded them and slipped them into her blouse.

”Have a seat Sir.”

Miriam disappeared behind a drape in search of her golden lover.

“I have a very special client for you tonight Dhahabu mtoto you will wear your most modest western blouse and skirt and you will wear your hair up in a tight French braid.”

Miriam waited till Susan was dressed as she was directed. Then escorted her out to meet her client for the night. Dan Hardcore could not believe his eyes or his luck.

“Why Miss Susan Applegate so nice to see you again!”

An evil grin bowed his lips at the thoughts of what he could demand of her.
 
Susan was sitting daydreaming as to what was probably happening back at Four Corners when Mistress came in the bedroom. She was smiling, and Susan had learned that such a thing usually meant that it was time for her to go to work.

I have a very special client for you tonight Dhahabu mtoto you will wear your most modest western blouse and skirt and you will wear your hair up in a tight French braid.

Very special client? According to Mistress, all of her clients were very special. Especially as she was the most expensive girl that Mistress owned. And she noted that she used the word "client", so that meant one person. She worried that it might be Mr. Abasi trying to impregnate her again but she hoped that Mistress would not let the man have her any more.

As instructed, she put on a soft blue short sleeve blouse and cream colored skirt, tucking in the blouse. Her hair was now quite a bit longer and was easy to work into the French braid. She wore no shoes and no hose, only the silk bra and panties that Mistress had laid out.

Solemnly she followed the dark woman, not knowing who she would be spending the night with. With eyes downcast, they entered the room. The voice that spoke surprised her, as there was no accent, no foreign language.

Why Miss Susan Applegate so nice to see you again!

She glanced up and found herself staring at a face from the past. She could not remember his name, but she remembered him from Mercury. She did not know whether to be afraid or relieved. This was someone who might be able to get her rescued from here. But this was someone who, from the looks that he was giving her, might not want to do that when he could get what he paid for. He had the look of one that would blackmail her if it was a benefit to himself.

Mistress smiled at them and left the room. Susan looked down, afraid to look up, afraid to look the man in the eyes. Knowing him, he wouldn't believe a word she said anyway. She stood there, not trying to even speak to the man. It was not her fault that she's was here. She had been kidnapped and sold. She closed her eyes, afraid of what she might hear from his lips.
 
Susan was led in by her Mistress the perfect little bare foot angle in her sky blue blouse and rich creamy skirt her soft blue eyes demurely downcast looking more like a virgin on her wedding night than an accomplished little whore. Dan smiled as Susan looked up at him as he greeted her,

“Why Miss Susan Applegate so nice to see you again!”

Her soft azure blue eyes met his for a moment, he could see that she recognized him as someone from her past, someone from a life that she was no longer a part of before Susan once more demurely lowering her gaze from his.

Dan took a seat on the bead, he pointed to the floor at his feet and simply said Kneel. It was a simple command but told the young girl that he was most likely not here to rescue her from her life of sin and debauchery.

“Not so proud now my sweet little copy girl.”

As Hardcore spoke he cupped Susan’s chin in his hand lifting her head till his dark lustful gaze met those stunning blue eyes.

“To proud to even have a cup of coffee with an old reporter.”

Dan Hardcore could see the gorgeous young beauty struggle as she tried to remember him to place him in her past that made some sense to her. As he held her gaze he continued.

“So Susan what is your most accomplished sexual act, what have you learned as a whore? Not quite the life you dreamed of is it Susan.”

Hardcore taunted the kneeling beauty.

“But dam it is a life that you have the body for!............”

He paused for a moment before continuing.

“How about a sensual little striptease honey.”
 
Sitting on the bed, he told her to kneel in front of him. She did so automatically, berating herself silently. This was someone from her past and someone that she at one time had known.

Not so proud now my sweet little copy girl.

Forced to look at him, she could see the desire in his eyes, the want for her body. She felt disgust rising in her.

To proud to even have a cup of coffee with an old reporter.

Reporter. Definitely someone from Mercury. Being the new girl, she had constantly been hit upon by various men in the office. Reporters, copy boys, file clerks, etc. This guy had been just one of them. She had said no to all of them. And now he expected nothing but yes.

So Susan what is your most accomplished sexual act, what have you learned as a whore? Not quite the life you dreamed of is it Susan. But dam it is a life that you have the body for!............How about a sensual little striptease honey.

She felt anger welling up inside of her. This was the kind of man she would have once been afraid of. Clinching her jaw, she pulled her head back, removing her chin from his grip.

"No." It was quiet but firm and she saw him raise an eyebrow. Then she stood up, suddenly feeling as if she was talking to an equal. Walking away, she put distance between the two of them. Turning, there was a fire in her eyes that had been missing.

"You don't even bother to find out what happened to me, why I am here? You probably don't even care that I was drugged, kidnapped, sold into slavery. All you see is a whore. You don't care that I've been raped. Repeatedly. Beaten. Repeatedly. Forced to do things that I never wanted done to me. Repeatedly. In a land where I didn't know the language trying to do a job that I had no idea had been taken away from me. I thought that I was taking the initiative and that Mercury would see my drive and give me a chance. Once I was being sold to do unspeakable acts, I was told by Mr. Abasi that Mercury was dumping me. You want a strip tease, do it yourself. My owner will probably beat me for this but no! You want to fuck? Then go fuck yourself."

She stood there, anger and spirit in her every glance, every look, every movement. She was afraid just what Mistress would do when she heard what Susan was doing. Before this, she would have never used such language. Her no would have been couched in politeness, trying to gently turn him down. Politeness was gone from her now. This was a disgusting man trying to take advantage of a situation.
 
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Dan listen to Susan’s little outburst and sat there with a stone cold face as he listened to her to go fuck himself. His face remained unreadable as Susan told him how she had been drugged, placed on the auction block and sold, then of her repeated rapes and the downward spiral in her young life as she became Dhahabu mtoto her mistress’s golden little whore. When he spoke his voice was emotionless.

“Sold Miss Applegate, sold into white slavery?”

Dan let his voice trail off as his hand rubbed his chin and the three day stubble.

“So if I have the right price I could buy you……….”

Dan Hardcore let his words sink in to Susan’s pretty little head that she could be sold again and to him, his eyes were cold and the look that he gave Susan could make one’s blood run cold.

“………….Having my own little golden sex slave, to live here like a king, fucking her every day and then indulging in some of my darker fantasies, with a girl who could not say No has a certain appeal Susan.”

His voice though emotionless, held a frightful note just the same.

“And if she refused I would relish punishing her quite severely Miss Applegate.”

His dark cold eyes bored into Susan shimmering blue eyes.

“Shall you perform a sensual and seductive striptease for me Susan or shall I see what it will cost to buy you out right?”
 
She could see the man thinking, weighing his options.

Sold Miss Applegate, sold into white slavery? So if I have the right price I could buy you……….

He was trying to scare her into realizing what he could do to her. Sold again? Ha! She brought too much money to Mistress. Mistress wouldn't sell her for pennies. And this man was a reporter. A reporter.

………….Having my own little golden sex slave, to live here like a king, fucking her every day and then indulging in some of my darker fantasies, with a girl who could not say No has a certain appeal Susan. And if she refused I would relish punishing her quite severely Miss Applegate.

He looked hard at her, and she could see the evil in his eyes.

Shall you perform a sensual and seductive striptease for me Susan or shall I see what it will cost to buy you out right?

This was a man that was an American. He did not live here. Besides, Mistress would not part with what was bringing the big clients in. As long as she made money for her, as long as Mistress could enjoy her little golden girl in her bed, she would not get rid of her.

She stood there, the man watching her with a gleam in his eye. She could see the confidence in his manner. She hated him. Men were all the same. There was not one of them worth spitting on. All they cared about was what money would bring them, what girl he could have. And this man was yet one more.

"You go to hell!"
 
"You go to hell!"

Hardcore merely smiled wickedly into Susan’s eyes as he still sat on the bed. He stretched leisurely coughed to clear his throat.

“Madame Miriam!”

There was a sharp note of command in his voice that soon brought the Mathmos’s dominatrix to the room.

“This little baggage refuses to strip for me.”

He continued to sit there recline on one elbow on the bed.

“But no matter, what would it cost to buy her? I believed you paid £2050 pounds for her.”

It seemed that Hardcore was quite serious about buying Susan from hr Mistress.


“Shall we say £10,000 pounds?”

Dan could see that he had peeked Miriam’s interest with his offer yet she shook her head NO. Hardcore again rubbed his stubbled chin.

“Hummm….”

He pondered.

“Well my partner Mr. Abasi and I are willing…………”

This time Hardcore looked directly at Susan.

“Miss Applegate I believe you know Mr. Abasi and his desires for you. So will you be a Good Girl now, and a sweet little whore who does as she is told?”

There was no denying that the offer of a quick £10,000 pounds had tempted Mistress and if more was offered, would she indeed sell Susan to them.
 
Mistress' quick answer to his call told her that she was discretely observing, something that she had always suspected. The dark woman quietly entered the room.

This little baggage refuses to strip for me. But no matter, what would it cost to buy her? I believed you paid £2050 pounds for her.

She looked to Mistress, watching her face. As the man spoke, she swallowed hard as she studied her features intently.

Shall we say £10,000 pounds?

She held her breath. £10,000 was a lot of money. Not that she knew how much that was in dollars, but she knew that it has to be a lot. Mistress shook her head no and she began to breath again. She didn't know how much more the woman would hold out against.

Hummm….Well my partner Mr. Abasi and I are willing…………

Her head snapped around to look at him, fear now in her eyes. Abasi was his partner? The man was as evil as his partner. Her knew. He knew everything from the beginning. Even before she told him. She wished she was dead. There was no hope in her life. The look he gave her told her everything.

Miss Applegate I believe you know Mr. Abasi and his desires for you. So will you be a Good Girl now, and a sweet little whore who does as she is told?

She closed her eyes, tears rolling down her cheeks as she stepped forward and slowly began to unbutton her blouse. She never heard Mistress leave the room.
 
Dan Hardcore voice had never risen above a conversational tone with the exception of when he called the Madame of the Mathmos in with an offer to buy Susan. He had let the stunning young golden beauty see the temptation in her Mistress’s eyes at his offer and the threat of raising the price.

“Miss Applegate I believe you know Mr. Abasi and his desires for you. So will you be a Good Girl now, and a sweet little whore who does as she is told?”

Those few simple words held out to Susan the fear that she would fall once more into Abasi’s hands this time as his possession and not a whore for a day or two. Dan knew he had won as Susan Applegate soft azure blue eyes fluttered close, tears rolling down her flawless cheeks as she stepped forward and slowly the girl’s trembling fingers began to unbutton her blouse.

“Remember Miss Applegate a sensual and seductive little striptease to amuse and arouse me.”

Hardcore had never moved from where he was seated half reclined on the room’s bed. A wicked smile bowed his hard thin lips as Susan began her striptease. He savored her submission to his will and intended to make the most of the situation and his threat to buy her and to share her with the hated Abasi, if she failed to meet or exceed all his demands of her.

“And your most accomplished sexual act my sweet girl?”

Then he demanded withered she wanted him to fuck her tight little pussy, or her sweet forbidden ass first after she and pleased him with her delicious little mouth. He watched as Susan stripped fro him.
 
Remember Miss Applegate a sensual and seductive little striptease to amuse and arouse me.

She had never been trained to do a striptease. Most of her clients preferred to do the teasing themselves or get straight to the fucking. However, when Susan was a little girl, her mother had the little girl take ballet for a couple of years, which gave the girl her "natural" grace. So Susan had to rely upon that background, turning her back to horrible man stretched out on the bed watching her.

And your most accomplished sexual act my sweet girl?

"I have not been told that I am accomplished in any. Mistress tells me that it takes a lifetime of diligent work to become accomplished. It is like that old American joke of how one gets to Carnegie Hall?"

Eventually she wore only the silk bra and panties and turned her back to him as she gracefully let the straps down before unhooking the bra. She held it out to one side and let the thing fall to the floor before hooking her thumbs in the panties to slowly slide them down.

"I prefer my ass for last."

She slowly turned and crossed to the man on the bed. Sometimes Master had liked for her to undress him, kissing each part of his skin revealed. So she first began with his shirt, unbuttoning and kissing as she went.
 
Hardcore was amazed at the sensual fluid grace with which this young golden beauty possessed. She was still so very innocent looking like The Girl Next Door and so he would be doing everything he ever dreamed of and his darkest fantasies about what he would do to Susan when she was the haughty untouchable little Copy girl at Mercury’s home office.

"I have not been told that I am accomplished in any. Mistress tells me that it takes a lifetime of diligent work to become accomplished. It is like that old American joke of how one gets to Carnegie Hall?"

Susan blushed as innocently as she answered Dan’s question so innocently openly as her skirt cascaded down her long shapely legs to pool around her dainty ankles, leaving Susan standing barefooted before the reclining Hardcore in nothing but her silk bra and panties. Then like a nervous little bride on her wedding night Susan turned her back to him as she gracefully let the straps slide down the bow of her shoulder before unhooking her lacey little bra. Like a naughty teasing kitten Susan held it out to one side and let the little bit of lace slip from her fingers to fall to the floor before hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her panties to slowly slide them down her legs to stand before him in all her youthful naked glory. Susan blushed crimson as she shyly whispered,

"I prefer my ass for last."

“Something to look forward to Susan.”[/i]

Hardcore taunted the stunning young beauty even as the naked beauty came to him as he lay there propped up on one elbow. Susan moved with a sensual and seductive grace that had the tip of Hardcore’s tongue sliding across the bow of his lips in anticipation. He smiled up in to those sweet stunning expressive tear shimmering eyes as Susan began to unbuttoned his shirt, as she began undress Dan, kissing each part of his skin she revealed.

“You are such a very naughty and pleasing little sex Kitten Miss Applegate.”

Hardcore’s fingers entangled in Susan's honey golden hair when her warm moist breath washed over his cock.

“Show me what a talented little cocksucker you have become Baby!”

Susan must now that this would be a very, very long night, where her past and present would collide to her shame and humiliation as she became Dan Hardcore’s adoring little whore, and the threat of Abasi hovering in the background.
 
As she knelt before him, undressing him and hating him. Hating her life. But as bad as it was, it would be worse to be breeding stock to these two men. At least as long as Mistress owned her, she would protect her. Unless more money were offered for her. She had seen the hesitation, noted the gleam of avarice in her eyes. Mistress didn't love her; she loved the money that Susan could bring her.

No one loved her. They only loved what she could do for them. Could do to them. Whether it was to suck or fuck or entice or... Or... Or how much money she could bring them.

She kissed his body, knowing that she must please this man.

You are such a very naughty and pleasing little sex Kitten Miss Applegate.

His voice was taunting. Teasing. Strong fingers grabbed her hair as she breathed warm air on the cock now in her hand. His heart beat strong in the hard muscle but he pulled her head back, forcing her to look at him. His smile was evil. He knew that there was nothing that she could do. For the night, her body belonged to this man.

Show me what a talented little cocksucker you have become Baby!

And with those words she began her job, licking and sucking his cock. Teasing with her tongue. Massaging with her lips. Sliding him in and out. Her fingers finding his sac to excite as she had been taught.

This was someone who could return to her old life, could let the world know just what had happened to her. Such knowledge would kill her parents. Any possibility for a normal like would be gone. What was she thinking? Such a thing was long gone anyway.
 
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Dan Hardcore was no fool he knew how Susan must loath and hate him yet there she was kneeling before him in all her youthful naked glory as she adorably suckled his cock like the Good little Girl That he demanded of her as he sat on the edge of the bed. Susan whole attention was on being the best little cock sucker, to the best of her ability, to make him come as quickly as possible in hopes that this evening in hell would be over soon her then later.

Hardcore watched as Susan golden head bobbed up and down the length of his cock’s shaft as she even now was deep throating him. Dan reached behind him and drew a Nixon 35mm camera from beneath the pillow and snapped a quick shot of Susan little button nose pressed to his groin. He knew he had caught her golden head but needed a more revealing photo of Susan. He let his cock slip from her delicious mouth with a very load and obscene Pop. When she raised her stunning blue eyes to him Hardcore snapped another photo and this one left no doubt who the naked, kneeling, little golden beauty was.

“Just a little souvenir for the news room back at Mercury, just in case I can’t buy you Miss Applegate.”

There was no doubt that Dan now had the means of destroying her forever, so she never could go home, even if she could escape Mistress Miriam.

“ I think I’ll fuck that sweet tight ass of yours First my sweet little whore!”

Susan was at his mercy and there was nothing she could do about it.
 
Her training took over as she sucked this man's cock. Each man, just like each woman, has their own personal scent. And there is no quicker way to get to know a man's personal scent than to suck his cock. Her first Master had had a soft scent of garlic. Mistress always smelled spicy, which she had learned was frankincense and myrrh. One man may smell of musk or sand. Abasi smelled of cloves.

This man had a sour smell, almost like milk that had gone bad. It was not pleasant, but it was her job to continue on. She was concentrating on her job, so she failed to hear the click of the camera the first time. Then he nudged his cock from her mouth and surprised, she looked up and into the eye of his camera. There was a click before she realized what he had just done.

Just a little souvenir for the news room back at Mercury, just in case I can’t buy you Miss Applegate.

Her eyes widened in fear as tears sprang from her eyes.

"Please sir, please don't show that."

He ignored her and smiled. I think I’ll fuck that sweet tight ass of yours First my sweet little whore!

She bowed her head, her tears splashing on her bare thighs. "As you wish, sir." She realized that had she asked for her ass to be fucked first, he would have done to last. If he asked her anything, it would not matter for he would do what he wished when he wished. Such a picture as what he had just taken was too horrible to imagine.

She waited to see how he would wish to fuck her. On the bed? Or what she called the fucking bench? On all 4's? Bent double? Tied up? Strapped down? She held her breath and waited.
 
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