Enslaved on an Alien World Ch 02
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During the following week, Julia had two more sessions at deck scrubbing and, although she made a greater effort from the beginning, and also achieved considerably more, she still got plenty of leather from Miss Judith.
Also, to her terrified dismay (for she had worked her guts out, she thought) she was put on Report again after the first session. Her mental ordeal on being led to the Punishment Room beggared description.
Once there, weeping with dread, she was forced to watch and listen while young Jennie received the third and final birching, as decreed by her master. The poor girl’s bottom was already in a most tender state, for she had received no treatment after the first two birchings. That had been deliberate.
Her cries were truly heart-rending as the twigs slashed down... and filled Julia with even greater dread.
Then, before the dais, Julia heard her ‘crime’ pronounced by Miss Judith.
It was ‘lack of effort’.
Incredible! And untrue.
„Twelve strokes of the medium rod. Three foot length,“ said Madame Vesta.
Terrible as that was, it was not as terrible as Julia had half expected. Wisely, she made no resistance as Jason led her to the Whipping Block. For such minor correction, the Pillory was not employed.
Involuntarily, she begged and promised as she was strapped down. Even though she knew it could do no good.
Miss Judith laid on with her customary venom and, though the rod was not as vicious as the first Julia had felt, it was quite, quite agonising enough for Julia. Moreover, she was given no treatment following this ordeal so that the weals throbbed and stabbed through-out the night.
„You’ll work harder tomorrow, slave,“ said Miss Judith complacently as she chained up her charge. „You’ll be surprised what you can do.“
Julia was.
Never had she imagined she was capable of such unstinted effort... exhausting as it was.
And, by that effort, she escaped a second caning.
Miss Judith was quite pleased. Julia was ‘breaking in’ nicely.
On the following day, Julia had to attend one of Miss Mara’s ‘Deportment Classes’.
This was scarcely less exhausting. Or less painful. For, since she was a newcomer, the dusky overseer was inclined to concentrate on her. The word ‘Deportment’ was a misnomer... for this was a kind of Drill Class, with six girls being put through their paces, each one wearing a heavy pack. Miss Mara seemed to expect a guardsman-like precision, which was impossible for one of Julia’s inexperience. So the resounding thwack of leather across her bare flesh was heard often enough.
Hard as was her bunk, Julia slept like a log after that first class. She was utterly exhausted.
The next morning, having examined her, Miss Judith decreed that Julia spend twenty-four hours in the Recovery Room. And Julia was grateful to be able to stumble into that room, spread-eagle herself face down on a bench, and have Ahmed buckle her wrists and ankles.
She did not even mind when his marauding hands began to spread the healing ointment over her tender buttocks, flanks and thighs. Oh the relief!
And she welcomed the sedation needle which would send her into temporary oblivion.
Temporary oblivion ends.
Unwillingly, Julia was fully recovered and physically restored within those twenty-four hours.
Miss Judith decided that, after the initial ‘softening up’ process, it was time for the second stage of Julia’s training to begin. It was one, she sensed, which would be even less to Julia’s liking. Well, so be it. She would undertake it, come what may.
Thus, on the next day, instead of being taken back on deck as she had expected, Julia found herself led to a small cabin. In the centre of it was a six feet dais... a dais about two feet off the floor and covered in some red plush material. That was all there was in the cabin.
Except for Ahmed.
He stood there, arms folded, tall, muscular, basiliskfaced.
And Ahmed was naked.
He grinned as he saw Julia recoil instinctively on the end of her chain. Though she had seen the bulge in his brief loincloth often enough, she had never seen him like that before.
Never seen his massive masculinity.
„No!“ she gasped out.
„What do you mean -”no”?“ enquired Miss Judith sharply.
„Get on your knees, girl.“
Julia sank to her knees, trembling, sick at heart. Supposing, she thought, I did not wear this silver chain, what might happen then? What happened frequently to poor Melissa, no doubt. Oh God no! She could not bare to look upon the nude giant. How could she not help being naturally repelled by black flesh.
Miss Judith removed Julia’s iron collar and chain. Then, from around her waist, instead of the customary strap, she unlooped a slim, plaited leather switch. Very much like a riding switch... which usually falls across the tough hide of a horse.
On this occasion, it fell across Julia’s far from tough hide.. on top of her buttocks as she knelt.
She yelped piercingly, squirming as she clutched at herself.
„That hurts, doesn’t it?“ said Miss Judith. „And there’s plenty more where it came from, my girl.“
Julia absorbed the pain, tears misting her eyes. Oh God... what were they going to make her do?
Miss Judith clarified the situation.
„Slave,“ she said, „if it were not for that Silver Chain, you would now receive an order to offer yourself to Ahmed. He, if he so wished, would then fuck you.“
„Oh no...“ whispered Julia, her features puckering.
She got another cut of the switch. „Do not keep saying “no”, slave,“ said Miss Judith sharply. „It is an honour for any slave to serve... in whatever fashion. Particularly in that way.“
„Oh God...“ whispered Julia almost to herself.
„Look at Ahmed,“ ordered Miss Judith. Julia forced herself to do so. Oh what a horrible, huge brute he was! „Would you not be both honoured and delighted to service such a man?“
„Oh... Miss... please... no... Miss... no... p-ple... eease!“ Julia simply could not restrain her outcry.
After all, it was a perfectly natural one!
„Bottom up!“ ordered Miss Judith crisply.
„N-No... ooo... ple... eease!“
Another cut...
Julia knelt and, cringing and quaking, thrust up her hindquarters.
„M-Mercy... mercy... Miss...“ she choked out.
She received three more vicious cuts which had her squirming right across the cabin.
„Merc... ee... merce... ooohh... stop... stoo... oopp!“ she shrieked.
„Come back here,“ ordered Miss Judith relentlessly.
Julia had been sufficiently ‘softened up’ to obey.
„Kneel erect. Look at Ahmed again. Are you prepared to answer the question now?“
Erect, but still on her knees, Julia gazed at the brute figure.
„Miss...“ she whimpered. „You said... Miss... forgive me... but... you said, I must tell the truth.“
Miss Judith smiled acidly. „Correct, slave,“ she said. „But are you telling me you don’t like being fucked? Your
record before coming here would not seem to subscribe to that. Are you telling me that?“
Julia’s head was in a whirl. What could she say? What could she do?
„N-No... no... Miss“ she answered.
„So you do like being fucked?“
Tears ran down Julia’s cheeks. „Y-Yes... Miss... ssometimes,“ she managed to answer.
„Now we’re getting somewhere,“ said Miss Judith. „However, as I have told you, for the time being, you’ll have to do without. That’s a pity, isn’t it?“
The overseer could not help smiling faintly at the expression on Julia’s face.
„N-No... Miss... I mean... y-yes... yes... Miss,“ said Julia.
„Do you like cock-sucking?“ came the next question.
Julia’s mouth trembled, her breasts heaved. „No... no... Miss...“
She got the switch hard across the top of her nates.
„Don’t lie to me!“ rasped Miss Judith.
„It’s... it’s t-true... Miss...“ whimpered Julia, clasping herself.
„Is it then? That’s a pity... for that’s what you are going to do.“
Julia shuddered violently, her face twitching, the nausea rising in her. Right before her, the Negro grinned lazily, horribly.
„No... no... no...“ she gasped out. „N-Not... that...“
„I told you not to keep saying “no”. Get your bottom up again, slave.“
„Mercy... no m-more...“ Julia dissolved into tears.
„Get it up... or I’ll have Ahmed hold you and give you a dozen.“
„Merc... eee... merce... eeee...“ But even as she said it, Julia forced herself into the required position, her
soft buttocks clenching uncontrollably.
„I told you it was an honour for a slave to serve...“
Sswee ... eepppttt!
„Yyaaiieeeeee...“
„What is it?“
„An... aaahhh... an... honour... Miss...“
„And a privilege...“
Sswweee... eeepppptttt!
„Aaaaaggghhhhhhhh!“
„So it will be an honour and a privilege to suck Ahmed’s cock, won’t it?“
„Yes... yes... M-Miss!“ shrieked Julia. She simply couldn’t take any more of that agonising biting switch.
„Say it...“
„I... aaah... mmmfff... it will... will be an honour... mmff... mmmfff... and a p-privilege to... aahhh... to s-s-suck Ahmed’s cock...“ sobbed Julia.
She was on hands and knees, trembling violently. Was there no limit to the horrors she was being subjected to?
How could she go on?
„However,“ continued Miss Judith, tapping Julia’s clenching buttocks lightly with the tip of the switch, „you are not getting that honour or privilege yet. You will kiss his foot.“
Somewhere at the back of her mind, Julia remembered one of those remarks of Melissa’s... one of those remarks which had seemed so unbelievable at the time. She had said once that she had got a dozen with the cane for being slow to kiss one of the black overseer’s feet .
She crawled quickly forward and pressed her mouth to the foot placed squarely on the floor. The sickness in her rose higher.
„Lick it,“ ordered Miss Judith. The switch was now sawing across Julia’s bottom. She knew, even if she hesitated, it would cut viciously.
Julia licked... .feeling the supreme degradation of it.
„Now the other foot...“
Julia repeated her servile performance.
„What was that?“ asked Miss Judith when she had finished.
Mind bewildered, Julia could make no answer. A slash of the switch jogged her memory.
„Yyyaaaiieee... aaah... ahh... an... an honour... and privilege, Miss,“ she cried.
„Right... now crawl round behind him...“
Julia obeyed. There was nothing... absolutely nothing else she dare do!
„Now kneel erect...“
She did so. There before her, right before her, was the hard muscular rump of the Negro.
„Kiss his arse,“ came the order.
„Oh God... no... no... please... nooo“ shrieked Julia, turning her head away.
„Ahmed!“
The black assistant needed no further orders. He turned, took hold of Julia’s torso, upturned her and thrust her head between his thighs. His big black length, already half swollen to erection, lay along the white back.
Julia’s writhing hindquarters received five full-blooded cuts of the switch... and the small cabin was filled with
her awful, choking cries.
„Ask to kiss his bottom,“ said Miss Judith.
„P-Please... please... for god’s sake stop... ppp...“
„Unless you want some more.“
„No... oh God... NO... OOOOO“ Julia’s contorted face protruded between the back of Ahmed’s thighs. Oh... oh... anything was better than that switch!
„Let me... let me... k-kiss Ahmed’s b-bottom...“ she choked.
„Please...“
„P-Please... please...“ wailed Julia.
Ahmed released the girl. Then he had the very pleasurable sensation of hands lightly clasping his flanks... and the mouth pressing to his flesh.
„You can do better than that...“
Yet another cut had Julia squirming to the floor, crying out breathlessly with pain. The utter relentlessness of
Miss Judith seemed to her to be beyond all reason.
Julia forced herself up on her knees again... and began to press her lips with far greater zealousness.
„Get your nose in there... and your tongue... between the cleft...“
Oh no... not that... .surely not that! But yes... that was the order... and the switch continued to saw menacingly, ready to strike on the instant. So that order had to be obeyed!
Half retching, nostrils flared, Julia somehow made herself carry out the revolting task given her.
Desperately she tried to shut off her mind. Her eyes were already screwed tight. But hideous degradation of it seared through her to her soul. She, Julia Chant, was kissing a Negro’s arsehole!
„That will do,“ said Miss Judith at long last, „don’t make too much of a meal of it.“
Julia slumped down, sobbing hysterically... and got two whiplashing cuts across her already weal-striped nates.
„Up... up!“ commanded Miss Judith.
Somehow Julia forced herself to obey. „No... m-more... no m-more...“ she whispered.
Meanwhile, Ahmed had seated himself on the edge of the square dais.
„Now,“ said Miss Judith, „we come to something far more enjoyable... for a randy trollop such as you. First you will kiss and lick Ahmed’s prick and balls. All over. Later you may be permitted to suck him.“
Julia’s head was back; her eyes were beseeching upon the blonde overseer. Her mouth opened and shut like a goldfish in a bowl. How... oh how... could she do such a thing? Yet... she knew... she had to!
The powerful thighs parted. Ahmed was now almost fully in erection. Terrifyingly large. Grossly obscene.
„Do it now...“ said Miss Judith menacingly. „Or I’ll take every inch of skin off your backside.
Sobbing, Julia crawled forward. There before her was the disgusting male apparatus she had to deal with. How could she make herself do it?
Oh how?
„Come along, missie,“ said Ahmed, „you know you really want to do it. So don’t be shy...“
And with that he clasped the lovely fullsome white breasts in his big black hands.
At that point, Julia went quite beserk.
„NO... NO... NO... OOOO!“ she shrieked. „I won’t... I WOON’T... I CAN’T!“
In that mad moment, all past lessons, all past sufferings were forgotten!
Julia would, of course, go on Report for her act of defiance.
Meanwhile, however, Miss Judith had other plans for her. A rather special form of ‘persuasion’ she was wont to employ from time to time. It was one she had found amusing - and effective - in the past.
Thus the weeping Julia was carried up on deck by Ahmed.
„Mercy... mercy...“ she kept whimpering softly, almost to herself, „I can’t stand anymore...“
„Put her in the Cage, Ahmed,“ ordered Miss Judith. She looked at Julia’s distraught, despairing features. „Your owner once said you were a bit of a tigress. Well, tigresses are put in cages... and tamed.“
Julia was now too petrified to resist. Ahmed opened the door of a small iron cage, thrust his victim into it, and
padlocked the door. The cage was about six feet high and three feet square.
Like an a****l, Julia clutched the bars and stared wildly through them.
!W-What... what are... you d-doing?“ she choked out.
„Giving you a little dip,“ smiled Miss Judith.
Ahmed fastened the top of the cage underneath a small crane which he had secured alongside the ship’s rail. Then, with Julia shrieking, the Cage was swung out over the water.
„Lower away, Miss,“ said Ahmed.
Miss Judith operated the crane and the Cage descended slowly into and under the water. Julia’s shrieks were cut off abruptly as she disappeared.
For just about half a minute, the Cage remained under the water... then it was hoisted out again. Water streamed off Julia’s naked body... water jetted from her nose and mouth.
„Enjoy that?“ enquired Miss Judith.
The wretched Julia could, of course, make no coherent answer. She simply clasped the bars and looked wildly and pleadingly at Miss Judith... alongside whom she swung... continuing to get the water out of her system.
For some two minutes she remained there. Then Miss Judith began to lower the Cage again.
At once the shrieks of terror began again... only to be abruptly silenced.
For another half minute Julia had the horror of being caged beneath the green waters... feeling her lungs must burst... then having to gulp in the water.
Spewing, retching, she was brought to the surface again.
Ten times Miss Judith repeated this cruel torture. By then Julia was a near a state of insensibility as made no
difference. Then she was left swinging over the side of the `Paradise´.
„I’ll give her an hour to dry out,“ she said to her assistant.
„Very well, Miss,“ smiled Ahmed.
He could guess what was going to happen after that!
Julia had more or less recovered when Miss Judith returned. She was gripping the bars as if her life depended on it.
„Mercy... Miss... for God’s sake have mercy... Miss...“ she cried out. „I’ll do anything you... want... I will... I swear I will!“
Miss Judith nodded. „Good... that’s better,“ she said. „But are you sure? Sure you won’t change your mind, I mean? Perhaps another half dozen dips would do the trick properly.“
„NO... OOO!“ shrieked Julia. „I’m sure... I’m sure... Miss.“
„Very well... we’ll see, won’t we...“
Julia groaned with relief when the Cage swung back over the deck. She wasn’t even thinking of what she was going to have to do. Anything was preferable to that ‘water treatment’.
Down in the small cabin where she was taken again, Ahmed was seated on the dais. His thighs parted; the heavy organ hung flaccid.
„Very well, Julia... but you will ask first...“ said Miss Judith.
„May I... Sir... May... I k-kiss...“
„No... no... girl.“ said Miss Judith impatiently. „You say, “May I have the honour of kissing your prick.” Repeat
it.“
Julia repeated it, striving to shut the awfulness of it from her mind.
„You may, slave,“ said Ahmed seriously.
Julia went down on hands and knees and crawled forward.
Crawled between the thick black thighs. Saw the gross penis before her. Then she summoned every fibre of her will-power.
You’ve got to do it... you’ve got to... she told herself.
Then her mouth pressed to the repulsive black flesh. As she began to lick, she felt it quiver.
To say the least, Miss Judith made Julia do her job thoroughly.
She made her lick Ahmed’s balls and prick for a good ten minutes before ‘allowing’ her to slip the big knob into her mouth.
„One day,“ she said, „if you are lucky, you’ll have that up you. For the moment, you’ll have to make do as you are...“
Automatically, Julia put one hand on the throbbing root and began to suck. Of course, she had done this sort of thing often enough before, so she knew what she was about.
She kept her eyes clenched tight... and tried to imagine she was dealing with a real lover.
An almost impossible task.
„Is she any good?“ asked Miss Judith at some point.
„Not bad... not bad at all,“ replied Ahmed. He was really enjoying what this young beauty was doing to him... and had started to fondle her pendulous breasts again. This time, Julia had not recoiled.
„Lucky for her,“ said Miss Judith.
She watched complacently as Ahmed grasped Julia’s dark hair with both hands.
„Faster, white missie,“ he said. his voice thickening with lust.
He jerked Julia’s head up and down... and Julia half retched as she was forced, at the same time, to take more of the massive organ into her mouth. It seemed to go almost right to the back of her throat.
Then she suddenly felt Ahmed’s flanks quivering. Felt the jerk-jerk on his root. And, to her horror and disgust, knew what was about to happen. Desperately she strove to lift her mouth off, but her head was pushed down and held there.
Juddering and twisting. Ahmed spent himself violently.
And Julia was forced to take it all.
Enough for one day?
One might have imagined so... but it was not to be.
In the afternoon, Julia and Melissa lay silent in their cabin-cell. As usual, Julia was weeping softly. Certainly
she had good reason to after the horrors of the morning.
And, beyond that, there was the knowledge she was on Report!
Then the cabin door was unlocked and opened. Jason entered.
In moments, both girls were kneeling erect, white breasts bouncing softly.
Jason smiled at them. You would have imagined it was some polite social occasion.
„I hear you’ve learnt some new tricks, slave girl,“ he said to Julia.
A spasm ran over Julia’s proud features. She made no answer.
„Well?“
„Y-Yer... ess... Sir...“
„Right, let’s find out how good you are at it,“ said Jason, removing his brief loin cloth. „Down here... kneel on the floor...“
Julia’s eyes dilated. Oh God ... not twice in one day!
But... yes... yes... so it was to be...
She knelt and saw there was little to compare between Ahmed and Jason as far as brute size went. Julia began to kiss and lick as she knew she must. With slavish devotion.
Zealously. Devotedly. Anything less would not do... Miss Judith had made that quite clear.
When Jason had come to erection, Julia began to suck him.
„Mmmm...“ he remarked after a little while. „I believe you like doing that. It certainly feels like it.“
Sick to the depths of her soul, Julia went on sucking the revolting black cock. She now knew she had no option.
Somewhat to her surprise, but to her great relief, Jason removed himself before the climax came... and Julia was ordered back on to her bunk.
The Negro turned to Melissa.
„I think I’ll finish this off on you, my beauty,“ he said.
Julia was forced to watch, in silent disgust, while Melissa compliantly positioned herself. She came down on the floor and knelt, proffering her hindquarters. This was the way, she knew, in which Jason enjoyed her most. From the rear.
In fact, most men seemed to enjoy her that way best.
Melissa gasped as the organ which Julia had brought to rigidity, rammed brutally into her, the powerful hands gripping her flanks like a vice. It was an all too familiar sensation for her. At once she began to co-operate skillfully with Jason. For a slave was never simply taken. She had to use all her expertise and give everything she’d got.
Once again Jason grinned and winked at Julia as he rutted furiously away.
„She... she’s a lovely... fuck...“ he panted. „I bet you are too...“
Julia felt sicker than ever. She had little doubt that, one day, Melissa’s fate would be hers too.
It didn’t take long. Perhaps three or four minutes. For Jason was already well worked up. Grunting piggishly he spent himself on the shuddering Melissa... who was gasping out involuntarily in her own climax.
Seeing that, Julia could feel only disdain and disgust for her companion.
How could she... how could she?
Julia, needless to say, still had a lot to learn.
Also, to her terrified dismay (for she had worked her guts out, she thought) she was put on Report again after the first session. Her mental ordeal on being led to the Punishment Room beggared description.
Once there, weeping with dread, she was forced to watch and listen while young Jennie received the third and final birching, as decreed by her master. The poor girl’s bottom was already in a most tender state, for she had received no treatment after the first two birchings. That had been deliberate.
Her cries were truly heart-rending as the twigs slashed down... and filled Julia with even greater dread.
Then, before the dais, Julia heard her ‘crime’ pronounced by Miss Judith.
It was ‘lack of effort’.
Incredible! And untrue.
„Twelve strokes of the medium rod. Three foot length,“ said Madame Vesta.
Terrible as that was, it was not as terrible as Julia had half expected. Wisely, she made no resistance as Jason led her to the Whipping Block. For such minor correction, the Pillory was not employed.
Involuntarily, she begged and promised as she was strapped down. Even though she knew it could do no good.
Miss Judith laid on with her customary venom and, though the rod was not as vicious as the first Julia had felt, it was quite, quite agonising enough for Julia. Moreover, she was given no treatment following this ordeal so that the weals throbbed and stabbed through-out the night.
„You’ll work harder tomorrow, slave,“ said Miss Judith complacently as she chained up her charge. „You’ll be surprised what you can do.“
Julia was.
Never had she imagined she was capable of such unstinted effort... exhausting as it was.
And, by that effort, she escaped a second caning.
Miss Judith was quite pleased. Julia was ‘breaking in’ nicely.
On the following day, Julia had to attend one of Miss Mara’s ‘Deportment Classes’.
This was scarcely less exhausting. Or less painful. For, since she was a newcomer, the dusky overseer was inclined to concentrate on her. The word ‘Deportment’ was a misnomer... for this was a kind of Drill Class, with six girls being put through their paces, each one wearing a heavy pack. Miss Mara seemed to expect a guardsman-like precision, which was impossible for one of Julia’s inexperience. So the resounding thwack of leather across her bare flesh was heard often enough.
Hard as was her bunk, Julia slept like a log after that first class. She was utterly exhausted.
The next morning, having examined her, Miss Judith decreed that Julia spend twenty-four hours in the Recovery Room. And Julia was grateful to be able to stumble into that room, spread-eagle herself face down on a bench, and have Ahmed buckle her wrists and ankles.
She did not even mind when his marauding hands began to spread the healing ointment over her tender buttocks, flanks and thighs. Oh the relief!
And she welcomed the sedation needle which would send her into temporary oblivion.
Temporary oblivion ends.
Unwillingly, Julia was fully recovered and physically restored within those twenty-four hours.
Miss Judith decided that, after the initial ‘softening up’ process, it was time for the second stage of Julia’s training to begin. It was one, she sensed, which would be even less to Julia’s liking. Well, so be it. She would undertake it, come what may.
Thus, on the next day, instead of being taken back on deck as she had expected, Julia found herself led to a small cabin. In the centre of it was a six feet dais... a dais about two feet off the floor and covered in some red plush material. That was all there was in the cabin.
Except for Ahmed.
He stood there, arms folded, tall, muscular, basiliskfaced.
And Ahmed was naked.
He grinned as he saw Julia recoil instinctively on the end of her chain. Though she had seen the bulge in his brief loincloth often enough, she had never seen him like that before.
Never seen his massive masculinity.
„No!“ she gasped out.
„What do you mean -”no”?“ enquired Miss Judith sharply.
„Get on your knees, girl.“
Julia sank to her knees, trembling, sick at heart. Supposing, she thought, I did not wear this silver chain, what might happen then? What happened frequently to poor Melissa, no doubt. Oh God no! She could not bare to look upon the nude giant. How could she not help being naturally repelled by black flesh.
Miss Judith removed Julia’s iron collar and chain. Then, from around her waist, instead of the customary strap, she unlooped a slim, plaited leather switch. Very much like a riding switch... which usually falls across the tough hide of a horse.
On this occasion, it fell across Julia’s far from tough hide.. on top of her buttocks as she knelt.
She yelped piercingly, squirming as she clutched at herself.
„That hurts, doesn’t it?“ said Miss Judith. „And there’s plenty more where it came from, my girl.“
Julia absorbed the pain, tears misting her eyes. Oh God... what were they going to make her do?
Miss Judith clarified the situation.
„Slave,“ she said, „if it were not for that Silver Chain, you would now receive an order to offer yourself to Ahmed. He, if he so wished, would then fuck you.“
„Oh no...“ whispered Julia, her features puckering.
She got another cut of the switch. „Do not keep saying “no”, slave,“ said Miss Judith sharply. „It is an honour for any slave to serve... in whatever fashion. Particularly in that way.“
„Oh God...“ whispered Julia almost to herself.
„Look at Ahmed,“ ordered Miss Judith. Julia forced herself to do so. Oh what a horrible, huge brute he was! „Would you not be both honoured and delighted to service such a man?“
„Oh... Miss... please... no... Miss... no... p-ple... eease!“ Julia simply could not restrain her outcry.
After all, it was a perfectly natural one!
„Bottom up!“ ordered Miss Judith crisply.
„N-No... ooo... ple... eease!“
Another cut...
Julia knelt and, cringing and quaking, thrust up her hindquarters.
„M-Mercy... mercy... Miss...“ she choked out.
She received three more vicious cuts which had her squirming right across the cabin.
„Merc... ee... merce... ooohh... stop... stoo... oopp!“ she shrieked.
„Come back here,“ ordered Miss Judith relentlessly.
Julia had been sufficiently ‘softened up’ to obey.
„Kneel erect. Look at Ahmed again. Are you prepared to answer the question now?“
Erect, but still on her knees, Julia gazed at the brute figure.
„Miss...“ she whimpered. „You said... Miss... forgive me... but... you said, I must tell the truth.“
Miss Judith smiled acidly. „Correct, slave,“ she said. „But are you telling me you don’t like being fucked? Your
record before coming here would not seem to subscribe to that. Are you telling me that?“
Julia’s head was in a whirl. What could she say? What could she do?
„N-No... no... Miss“ she answered.
„So you do like being fucked?“
Tears ran down Julia’s cheeks. „Y-Yes... Miss... ssometimes,“ she managed to answer.
„Now we’re getting somewhere,“ said Miss Judith. „However, as I have told you, for the time being, you’ll have to do without. That’s a pity, isn’t it?“
The overseer could not help smiling faintly at the expression on Julia’s face.
„N-No... Miss... I mean... y-yes... yes... Miss,“ said Julia.
„Do you like cock-sucking?“ came the next question.
Julia’s mouth trembled, her breasts heaved. „No... no... Miss...“
She got the switch hard across the top of her nates.
„Don’t lie to me!“ rasped Miss Judith.
„It’s... it’s t-true... Miss...“ whimpered Julia, clasping herself.
„Is it then? That’s a pity... for that’s what you are going to do.“
Julia shuddered violently, her face twitching, the nausea rising in her. Right before her, the Negro grinned lazily, horribly.
„No... no... no...“ she gasped out. „N-Not... that...“
„I told you not to keep saying “no”. Get your bottom up again, slave.“
„Mercy... no m-more...“ Julia dissolved into tears.
„Get it up... or I’ll have Ahmed hold you and give you a dozen.“
„Merc... eee... merce... eeee...“ But even as she said it, Julia forced herself into the required position, her
soft buttocks clenching uncontrollably.
„I told you it was an honour for a slave to serve...“
Sswee ... eepppttt!
„Yyaaiieeeeee...“
„What is it?“
„An... aaahhh... an... honour... Miss...“
„And a privilege...“
Sswweee... eeepppptttt!
„Aaaaaggghhhhhhhh!“
„So it will be an honour and a privilege to suck Ahmed’s cock, won’t it?“
„Yes... yes... M-Miss!“ shrieked Julia. She simply couldn’t take any more of that agonising biting switch.
„Say it...“
„I... aaah... mmmfff... it will... will be an honour... mmff... mmmfff... and a p-privilege to... aahhh... to s-s-suck Ahmed’s cock...“ sobbed Julia.
She was on hands and knees, trembling violently. Was there no limit to the horrors she was being subjected to?
How could she go on?
„However,“ continued Miss Judith, tapping Julia’s clenching buttocks lightly with the tip of the switch, „you are not getting that honour or privilege yet. You will kiss his foot.“
Somewhere at the back of her mind, Julia remembered one of those remarks of Melissa’s... one of those remarks which had seemed so unbelievable at the time. She had said once that she had got a dozen with the cane for being slow to kiss one of the black overseer’s feet .
She crawled quickly forward and pressed her mouth to the foot placed squarely on the floor. The sickness in her rose higher.
„Lick it,“ ordered Miss Judith. The switch was now sawing across Julia’s bottom. She knew, even if she hesitated, it would cut viciously.
Julia licked... .feeling the supreme degradation of it.
„Now the other foot...“
Julia repeated her servile performance.
„What was that?“ asked Miss Judith when she had finished.
Mind bewildered, Julia could make no answer. A slash of the switch jogged her memory.
„Yyyaaaiieee... aaah... ahh... an... an honour... and privilege, Miss,“ she cried.
„Right... now crawl round behind him...“
Julia obeyed. There was nothing... absolutely nothing else she dare do!
„Now kneel erect...“
She did so. There before her, right before her, was the hard muscular rump of the Negro.
„Kiss his arse,“ came the order.
„Oh God... no... no... please... nooo“ shrieked Julia, turning her head away.
„Ahmed!“
The black assistant needed no further orders. He turned, took hold of Julia’s torso, upturned her and thrust her head between his thighs. His big black length, already half swollen to erection, lay along the white back.
Julia’s writhing hindquarters received five full-blooded cuts of the switch... and the small cabin was filled with
her awful, choking cries.
„Ask to kiss his bottom,“ said Miss Judith.
„P-Please... please... for god’s sake stop... ppp...“
„Unless you want some more.“
„No... oh God... NO... OOOOO“ Julia’s contorted face protruded between the back of Ahmed’s thighs. Oh... oh... anything was better than that switch!
„Let me... let me... k-kiss Ahmed’s b-bottom...“ she choked.
„Please...“
„P-Please... please...“ wailed Julia.
Ahmed released the girl. Then he had the very pleasurable sensation of hands lightly clasping his flanks... and the mouth pressing to his flesh.
„You can do better than that...“
Yet another cut had Julia squirming to the floor, crying out breathlessly with pain. The utter relentlessness of
Miss Judith seemed to her to be beyond all reason.
Julia forced herself up on her knees again... and began to press her lips with far greater zealousness.
„Get your nose in there... and your tongue... between the cleft...“
Oh no... not that... .surely not that! But yes... that was the order... and the switch continued to saw menacingly, ready to strike on the instant. So that order had to be obeyed!
Half retching, nostrils flared, Julia somehow made herself carry out the revolting task given her.
Desperately she tried to shut off her mind. Her eyes were already screwed tight. But hideous degradation of it seared through her to her soul. She, Julia Chant, was kissing a Negro’s arsehole!
„That will do,“ said Miss Judith at long last, „don’t make too much of a meal of it.“
Julia slumped down, sobbing hysterically... and got two whiplashing cuts across her already weal-striped nates.
„Up... up!“ commanded Miss Judith.
Somehow Julia forced herself to obey. „No... m-more... no m-more...“ she whispered.
Meanwhile, Ahmed had seated himself on the edge of the square dais.
„Now,“ said Miss Judith, „we come to something far more enjoyable... for a randy trollop such as you. First you will kiss and lick Ahmed’s prick and balls. All over. Later you may be permitted to suck him.“
Julia’s head was back; her eyes were beseeching upon the blonde overseer. Her mouth opened and shut like a goldfish in a bowl. How... oh how... could she do such a thing? Yet... she knew... she had to!
The powerful thighs parted. Ahmed was now almost fully in erection. Terrifyingly large. Grossly obscene.
„Do it now...“ said Miss Judith menacingly. „Or I’ll take every inch of skin off your backside.
Sobbing, Julia crawled forward. There before her was the disgusting male apparatus she had to deal with. How could she make herself do it?
Oh how?
„Come along, missie,“ said Ahmed, „you know you really want to do it. So don’t be shy...“
And with that he clasped the lovely fullsome white breasts in his big black hands.
At that point, Julia went quite beserk.
„NO... NO... NO... OOOO!“ she shrieked. „I won’t... I WOON’T... I CAN’T!“
In that mad moment, all past lessons, all past sufferings were forgotten!
Julia would, of course, go on Report for her act of defiance.
Meanwhile, however, Miss Judith had other plans for her. A rather special form of ‘persuasion’ she was wont to employ from time to time. It was one she had found amusing - and effective - in the past.
Thus the weeping Julia was carried up on deck by Ahmed.
„Mercy... mercy...“ she kept whimpering softly, almost to herself, „I can’t stand anymore...“
„Put her in the Cage, Ahmed,“ ordered Miss Judith. She looked at Julia’s distraught, despairing features. „Your owner once said you were a bit of a tigress. Well, tigresses are put in cages... and tamed.“
Julia was now too petrified to resist. Ahmed opened the door of a small iron cage, thrust his victim into it, and
padlocked the door. The cage was about six feet high and three feet square.
Like an a****l, Julia clutched the bars and stared wildly through them.
!W-What... what are... you d-doing?“ she choked out.
„Giving you a little dip,“ smiled Miss Judith.
Ahmed fastened the top of the cage underneath a small crane which he had secured alongside the ship’s rail. Then, with Julia shrieking, the Cage was swung out over the water.
„Lower away, Miss,“ said Ahmed.
Miss Judith operated the crane and the Cage descended slowly into and under the water. Julia’s shrieks were cut off abruptly as she disappeared.
For just about half a minute, the Cage remained under the water... then it was hoisted out again. Water streamed off Julia’s naked body... water jetted from her nose and mouth.
„Enjoy that?“ enquired Miss Judith.
The wretched Julia could, of course, make no coherent answer. She simply clasped the bars and looked wildly and pleadingly at Miss Judith... alongside whom she swung... continuing to get the water out of her system.
For some two minutes she remained there. Then Miss Judith began to lower the Cage again.
At once the shrieks of terror began again... only to be abruptly silenced.
For another half minute Julia had the horror of being caged beneath the green waters... feeling her lungs must burst... then having to gulp in the water.
Spewing, retching, she was brought to the surface again.
Ten times Miss Judith repeated this cruel torture. By then Julia was a near a state of insensibility as made no
difference. Then she was left swinging over the side of the `Paradise´.
„I’ll give her an hour to dry out,“ she said to her assistant.
„Very well, Miss,“ smiled Ahmed.
He could guess what was going to happen after that!
Julia had more or less recovered when Miss Judith returned. She was gripping the bars as if her life depended on it.
„Mercy... Miss... for God’s sake have mercy... Miss...“ she cried out. „I’ll do anything you... want... I will... I swear I will!“
Miss Judith nodded. „Good... that’s better,“ she said. „But are you sure? Sure you won’t change your mind, I mean? Perhaps another half dozen dips would do the trick properly.“
„NO... OOO!“ shrieked Julia. „I’m sure... I’m sure... Miss.“
„Very well... we’ll see, won’t we...“
Julia groaned with relief when the Cage swung back over the deck. She wasn’t even thinking of what she was going to have to do. Anything was preferable to that ‘water treatment’.
Down in the small cabin where she was taken again, Ahmed was seated on the dais. His thighs parted; the heavy organ hung flaccid.
„Very well, Julia... but you will ask first...“ said Miss Judith.
„May I... Sir... May... I k-kiss...“
„No... no... girl.“ said Miss Judith impatiently. „You say, “May I have the honour of kissing your prick.” Repeat
it.“
Julia repeated it, striving to shut the awfulness of it from her mind.
„You may, slave,“ said Ahmed seriously.
Julia went down on hands and knees and crawled forward.
Crawled between the thick black thighs. Saw the gross penis before her. Then she summoned every fibre of her will-power.
You’ve got to do it... you’ve got to... she told herself.
Then her mouth pressed to the repulsive black flesh. As she began to lick, she felt it quiver.
To say the least, Miss Judith made Julia do her job thoroughly.
She made her lick Ahmed’s balls and prick for a good ten minutes before ‘allowing’ her to slip the big knob into her mouth.
„One day,“ she said, „if you are lucky, you’ll have that up you. For the moment, you’ll have to make do as you are...“
Automatically, Julia put one hand on the throbbing root and began to suck. Of course, she had done this sort of thing often enough before, so she knew what she was about.
She kept her eyes clenched tight... and tried to imagine she was dealing with a real lover.
An almost impossible task.
„Is she any good?“ asked Miss Judith at some point.
„Not bad... not bad at all,“ replied Ahmed. He was really enjoying what this young beauty was doing to him... and had started to fondle her pendulous breasts again. This time, Julia had not recoiled.
„Lucky for her,“ said Miss Judith.
She watched complacently as Ahmed grasped Julia’s dark hair with both hands.
„Faster, white missie,“ he said. his voice thickening with lust.
He jerked Julia’s head up and down... and Julia half retched as she was forced, at the same time, to take more of the massive organ into her mouth. It seemed to go almost right to the back of her throat.
Then she suddenly felt Ahmed’s flanks quivering. Felt the jerk-jerk on his root. And, to her horror and disgust, knew what was about to happen. Desperately she strove to lift her mouth off, but her head was pushed down and held there.
Juddering and twisting. Ahmed spent himself violently.
And Julia was forced to take it all.
Enough for one day?
One might have imagined so... but it was not to be.
In the afternoon, Julia and Melissa lay silent in their cabin-cell. As usual, Julia was weeping softly. Certainly
she had good reason to after the horrors of the morning.
And, beyond that, there was the knowledge she was on Report!
Then the cabin door was unlocked and opened. Jason entered.
In moments, both girls were kneeling erect, white breasts bouncing softly.
Jason smiled at them. You would have imagined it was some polite social occasion.
„I hear you’ve learnt some new tricks, slave girl,“ he said to Julia.
A spasm ran over Julia’s proud features. She made no answer.
„Well?“
„Y-Yer... ess... Sir...“
„Right, let’s find out how good you are at it,“ said Jason, removing his brief loin cloth. „Down here... kneel on the floor...“
Julia’s eyes dilated. Oh God ... not twice in one day!
But... yes... yes... so it was to be...
She knelt and saw there was little to compare between Ahmed and Jason as far as brute size went. Julia began to kiss and lick as she knew she must. With slavish devotion.
Zealously. Devotedly. Anything less would not do... Miss Judith had made that quite clear.
When Jason had come to erection, Julia began to suck him.
„Mmmm...“ he remarked after a little while. „I believe you like doing that. It certainly feels like it.“
Sick to the depths of her soul, Julia went on sucking the revolting black cock. She now knew she had no option.
Somewhat to her surprise, but to her great relief, Jason removed himself before the climax came... and Julia was ordered back on to her bunk.
The Negro turned to Melissa.
„I think I’ll finish this off on you, my beauty,“ he said.
Julia was forced to watch, in silent disgust, while Melissa compliantly positioned herself. She came down on the floor and knelt, proffering her hindquarters. This was the way, she knew, in which Jason enjoyed her most. From the rear.
In fact, most men seemed to enjoy her that way best.
Melissa gasped as the organ which Julia had brought to rigidity, rammed brutally into her, the powerful hands gripping her flanks like a vice. It was an all too familiar sensation for her. At once she began to co-operate skillfully with Jason. For a slave was never simply taken. She had to use all her expertise and give everything she’d got.
Once again Jason grinned and winked at Julia as he rutted furiously away.
„She... she’s a lovely... fuck...“ he panted. „I bet you are too...“
Julia felt sicker than ever. She had little doubt that, one day, Melissa’s fate would be hers too.
It didn’t take long. Perhaps three or four minutes. For Jason was already well worked up. Grunting piggishly he spent himself on the shuddering Melissa... who was gasping out involuntarily in her own climax.
Seeing that, Julia could feel only disdain and disgust for her companion.
How could she... how could she?
Julia, needless to say, still had a lot to learn.
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