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The long flight from England was over and we had
cleared customs after landing at Tenerife. I had been
struck by how unfriendly the customs people were here.
Not that they are all that friendly anywhere else. We
had been warned that the police and government
officials here did not pander to tourists. If you had
something to say to them, you had best be able to get
by in Spanish, because they did not speak English and
had no patience with tourists.

We were received much more cordially by the staff at
the hotel and check-in went quickly. We were anxious to
do a little sight seeing, but it had been a long day
and since we had two weeks we decided to get a little
rest and a decent meal and start exploring tomorrow.

It was July, and very hot outside. The air conditioning
in our room was very welcome. The average high
temperatures on this volcanic atoll were in the mid
nineties in July, just a bit warmer than we were used
to on our island.

Jenny and I explored our room and then unpacked. We
decided to take a quick shower and a nap before finding
a nice place for dinner. It had been a long day and we
had both been so excited about our trip that we had not
slept well last night.

I never tired of watching my beautiful girl friend
undress. Jenny is twenty-three, blonde, with beautiful
blue eyes and stands five feet, seven inches tall, due
in large part to her long, slender, perfectly shaped
legs. Her perfect breasts are C cups, topped by
sensitive, light pink nipples. She has a perfect ass,
and no, I am not referring to me. She shaves her pussy,
and we both like it that way. I think it improves the
flavor.

I am twenty-four, six feet tall, and I have a slightly
larger than average seven inch cock.

We are fairly adventurous, sexually, but not
promiscuous. Jenny has only been with four other men
before me. I have only been with six women besides her.
We have, on occasion, made love outside in places where
it was possible that someone might see us, at the
movies, in the park, in our car, and even in the
stairway to our apartment.

We both enjoy oral sex and Jenny has no qualms about
swallowing. We have also played around with her
flashing other men. She was reluctant, but she knows
how much it turns me on and she goes along with it. She
is more apt to go along with it on vacation when she
knows that there is no one around that knows us or will
ever see us again. It still embarrasses her, but I
suppose that is part of the thrill for me. I have
noticed though, that though she goes along reluctantly,
she is always quite wet after flashing someone, either
on the road or perhaps in a restaurant. I think she
enjoys it more than she lets on.

We are both considered to be attractive and we both
exercise regularly and are quite fit. Jenny works with
troubled youth and I work in a bank. We are just your
average young adult couple. Well, a bit above average
maybe. In fact, there is no doubt that Jenny is hot.

We took a nap and when we awoke we were both hungry. We
dressed and went downstairs and got directions to a
nearby restaurant. Since it was so close we were able
to walk and do a little window shopping on the way. It
was a little late for dinner and too early for clubbing
so the streets were not all that crowded. It was a
pleasant walk. We did notice something that we were not
used to. There seemed to be a rather large population
of black people out and about.

We are from a fairly large city, nearly half a million
people. But the vast majority of the population of our
city is white. There are Pakistani and Indian enclaves
in town, and even a small Asian community. We also have
a growing black community, especially immigrants from
Nigeria. It wasn’t as if you could go days without
seeing a person of color in our town. There just seemed
to be more of them here. I noticed that Jenny seemed
uncomfortable, but she didn’t say anything. I didn’t
either. We were, after all, not much more than a stones
throw from Africa, we were just going to have to
adjust.

We got to the restaurant and were seated immediately.
We ordered drinks and a light supper and both the food
and the service were excellent. We had good time and
stayed until almost closing time. I paid and left a
generous tip and we walked back to the hotel. We went
back to our room and ordered a bottle of wine from room
service and when it came we sat out on the balcony
overlooking the hotel pool and sipped our wine and
relaxed.

As we drank I noticed that our balcony was almost, not
entirely, but almost private. There were a few other
rooms that had a view of us, but it didn’t seem like
anyone was in a position to observe us. Since Jenny had
been drinking most of the day I thought that I might be
able to talk her into taking her clothes off and
relaxing naked, the way I like her best.

Don’t misunderstand, she wasn’t drunk. We had enjoyed a
couple of drinks on the plane and a couple more with
dinner, and now the wine. I was right! I easily teased
her into taking off her clothing and she sat beside me
in the dark and I rested my hand on her thigh and we
sipped wine and stared at the pool and listened to the
nearby ocean. It was all very romantic.

We drank half of the wine and went to bed and made love
and then fell asleep listening to the ocean in the
distance. It was a great first day.

The next few days were spent exploring the island. It
was fascinating, though we saw all of the bananas that
we ever wanted to see. Tourism and bananas are the
mainstays of the Tenerife economy.

We also did some shopping. We didn’t buy much. We
picked up some postcards to send back to our friends
and family and a few to keep for souvenirs. We also
bought a few sexy outfits for Jenny to wear when we
started hitting the clubs at night. Of course we had to
get her a couple of sexy new bathing suits. I was happy
to see that she was really getting into the spirit of
things and seemed to actually be looking forward to
wearing the little outfits that we were buying.

We finally started hitting the beach on the fourth day.
Jenny took one look around and saw all of the topless
women on the beach and took her top off immediately. It
was not the first time she had been topless at the
beach, but we didn’t get the opportunity that often.

I had mixed emotions. I loved the way her breasts
looked when they were that almost glow in the dark
white and contrasted with her tanned body. On the other
hand, I loved seeing them exposed and I loved the idea
that the other men on the beach were checking her out
and admiring her beautiful body. I also could tell
that, despite her apparent lack of concern, she was
self conscious about being bare breasted, at least at
first, and I got a kick out of that.

We were both fair skinned people and we slathered on
the suntan oil and avoided the hottest part of the day.
By the end of the second day of going to the beach her
breasts had lost that stark white quality, but they
still contrasted nicely with her tanned torso.

We had begun to fall into a regular schedule. We slept
late in the morning. When we got up we would have a
light breakfast and then go to the beach for a couple
of hours. After a couple of hours in the hot sun we ate
a light lunch somewhere near the beach or we would go
back and clean up and go somewhere nice for lunch,
depending on our mood.

After lunch we would go back to the hotel and relax for
a while. We would often take a book and go down to the
pool and sit in the shade of an umbrella and relax and
read and do a little people watching. This gave Jenny a
chance to try on those sexy bathing suits she had
bought earlier. They looked great on her and we found
that service at the pool was excellent, probably
because of those suits she was wearing.

After relaxing around the pool we would often take a
short nap and then get ready for the evening. Jenny
would put on something light and sexy and we would head
out for dinner and then to a club for dancing. We both
enjoy dancing and I enjoy watching Jenny dance with
others too. Once she has had a couple of drinks she can
get pretty flirty and it is fun to watch her driving
the men nuts.

Just like all of the other men in the place, I love to
watch her move in those tiny little skirts and loose
fitting tops. It never fails to excite me. Or her, she
gets just as turned on being the center of attention as
all of the men get while they are watching her.

We had been to several clubs and had a great time when
halfway through the second week we were standing
outside of the club waiting for a taxi to take us back
to our hotel. We were talking with another couple from
the UK and they mentioned a great little club that the
locals went to with one of the best bands that they had
ever heard. They were actually raving about how great
the club was and how much fun they had had there.

It was too late to go that night, but they told us the
name of the club urged us to give it a try. I thought
it better that we stick to the tourist areas and play
it safe. Jenny, however, was feeling adventurous and
all but demanded that we try it out. She had come to
feel safe as we traveled around the island and she
wanted to have a little adventure. Against my better
judgment we decided to try it out the next night.

That was how we came to be in a taxi the next night on
our way to Banana Man’s. The driver had looked at me
funny when I told him that that was our destination but
I didn’t think anything of it.

It was outside of the city and all by itself at the end
of a long dirt road. We heard it long before we could
see it. We had gotten much more comfortable about being
with the locals by now. Everyone was very friendly and
we felt safe wherever we went. Still, I was a little
uncomfortable when we went inside and saw that more
than half of the crowd was black, far more.

But we were not the only white faces in the crowd and
we looked at each other and decided to give it a shot.
We struggled through the crowd and finally found a
table and managed to order some drinks.

The band was as good as we had been told and the dance
floor was crowded. I looked around and didn’t see
anyone else that looked like tourists, but everyone
that we saw was happy and smiling and having fun and
the music was great and soon we were really getting
into it.

We danced a little and I saw all the attention that
Jenny was attracting and I was feeling pretty proud.
She had several invitations to dance in between our
dances and at first she declined them. But she always
danced more than I did, and I always loved to watch her
out there, so I encouraged her to dance when she felt
like it.

After she had finished her second drink and loosened up
a bit she finally accepted an invitation to dance from
a tall, very good looking black man. She had never
danced with a black man before, but he was a skilled
dancer and soon they were the center of attention on
the dance floor. Her little skirt was flipping up and
showing off a little flash of panty from time to time
and her long, beautiful legs were on display. She
really looked hot out there, though it did seem strange
to see her surrounded by black people like that.

They danced through three songs and then the band took
a break. The man brought Jenny back to the table and
somehow ended up sitting with us and talking, mostly
with Jenny. It was kind of funny. He had not been
invited to join us, and he didn’t ask, he just kind of
was there.

Three drinks appeared at our table and the black man
introduced himself, though it was so loud in the club
that I was not sure I understood his name. It sounded
like he said his name was Harold, but he didn’t look
like a Harold.

We drank our drinks and Jenny and Harold talked. I
couldn’t hear what was being said so I just watched
Jenny. She seemed nervous about having him there. It
appeared as though she wished he would leave but
couldn’t bring herself to tell him that. She looked at
me meaningfully several times, but we were in a club
full of black people and he was a rather large black
man. I was not anxious to offend him.

They finished their drinks and he coaxed Jenny back out
onto the dance floor for several more dances. He was
apparently teaching her some of the local dances and
there seemed to be an inordinate amount of touching
involved. I tried watching them closely, but they
seemed to get swallowed up in the crowd on the dance
floor and, except for a glimpse now and then, they were
out of sight, Jenny’s white face lost in that sea of
black faces.

They returned after several more dances and sat back
down across the table from me. Her dress looked, I
don’t know, rumpled I guess. She was showing a lot of
cleavage and the narrow triangles of material that
covered her breasts looked looser now.

More drinks appeared and two more black men suddenly
sat down, one on either side of me. They talked loudly
with Harold in a language that we didn’t understand.
They were all smiles though and seemed very friendly.

All three of the black men seemed to be in their early
to mid thirties. All were large and muscular. They were
very imposing.

I watched as Jenny and Harold drank and talked into
each others ears, which, of course required that they
sit very close together. I could tell that the drinks
were starting to have an effect on Jenny, but she
wasn’t relaxed. She looked very nervous but she seemed
unable to defend herself from Harold.

Harold had one arm around the back of her chair and his
hand was on Jenny’s shoulder, but casually. He didn’t
appear to be holding her so much as getting close
enough to talk.

One of the men sitting next to me said something to
Harold and he grinned and nodded and suddenly he
reached up and pulled aside the material over one of
Jenny’s breasts and the three of them laughed.

Jenny slapped his hand away and, eventually, he removed
it and they resumed talking. I tried to stand up. It
was obvious that it was time to get out of here, get
away from these three men and all of these black people
and back to a nice safe tourist club. It didn’t quite
work out that way. As I started to get to my feet the
men on either side of me put their hands on my
shoulders and pulled me back into my seat.

They smiled at me. They didn’t seem to be threatening
me. Still, I was unable to get up and I didn’t know
what to do. I looked back over at Jenny and saw the
anxious look on her face. Just as I looked at her I saw
her jump and I noticed that one of Harold’s hands was
under the table now.

I yelled to Harold and Jenny that it was time for us to
go and Harold just looked at me and went back to
talking to Jenny, and moving his hand under the table.

One of the men beside me leaned closer and, in a
thickly accented voice said, “You don’t want to leave
now. It’s early, the fun is just starting.”

I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t fight these men
and they wouldn’t let me up. I was forced to sit
helplessly and watch as Harold continued to amuse
himself with Jenny. Over the next hour or so we were
coaxed into consuming several more drinks. I don’t know
what they were, but they were strong.

Jenny was taken back out to the dance floor again. She
was soon lost in the sea of black faces, but twice I
was sure that I saw her, and I could swear that the bib
top of her dress was hanging loosely around her waist
and she was dancing those sexy dances that Harold was
teaching her while she was topless in that sea of black
people.

While she was gone I convinced the men that were
sitting beside me that I had to use the men’s room and
they actually escorted me there and brought me back to
the table. Not long after we sat back down I saw Harold
bringing Jenny back to the table. She had a look on her
face that I couldn’t quite decipher. Not until they sat
down and Harold pulled her panties out of his back
pocket and held them up and spread them out to display
them like a prize to the men beside me.

I looked at Jenny and she looked so helpless, and so
humiliated. Unfortunately, I felt helpless to
interfere. My feeling of helplessness increased
exponentially when Harold leaned down and kissed Jenny.
She struggled to avoid him at first, but he held her in
place and I could see his large tongue explore her
mouth after she gave in and allowed him to have his
way.

I watched in shock as they kissed and his hand came up
and slid in between her breast and her dress and cupped
her warm, naked flesh as if he owned her.

I started to struggle to my feet again. My efforts were
met with the same results as my first attempt to put an
end to this. I was slammed back into my seat with ease
and the two large, smiling men beside me just shook
their heads at me and went back to watching Harold
m*****ing Jenny.

Harold finally broke the kiss and took his hand away
and I saw the desperate look on Jenny’s face. I also
saw that one of her breasts remained exposed after
Harold removed his hand. She reached up to straighten
her top and Harold stopped her. He picked up her drink
and handed it to her and as she took a large gulp of
her drink, Harold rearranged the material so that now
both of her breasts were exposed, not just to us, but
to the large press of black men that were standing
around our table, many of them watching us instead of
the people on the dance floor.

I didn’t know how we were going to get out of this and
I was getting scared. I enjoyed seeing Jenny flash the
guys from time to time. I will even admit that, in my
most secret fantasies I found the idea of her having
sex with another man while I watched to be very
exciting. Not like this though. We were in a situation
now that we had totally lost control of and there was
not a sympathetic face in the place. For some reason it
seemed so much more threatening because they spoke
among themselves in a language that we didn’t
understand. We knew that they were talking about us, or
at least they were talking about Jenny, but we had no
idea what was being said and it was scary.

I watched as Harold reached down and started toying
with Jenny’s nipples, making them hard, pulling on
them. She could only sit there helplessly and permit
him free reign over her beautiful young body.

Harold and his two friends spoke among themselves again
and then they gulped their drinks down and stood up.
For just a second I thought that it might be over. They
were leaving!

But it wasn’t over. Harold pulled Jenny to her feet and
with her breasts still exposed he led her towards the
door. I was pulled to my feet and with a large black
man on either side of me I was forced to follow. I
could see Harold guiding Jenny with his large black
hand on her perfect little ass. His hand was under her
skirt which was raised almost to her waist as we walked
outside.

I tried to tell them that we had to leave and I tried
to get between Jenny and Harold, but I was just as much
under their control as Jenny was. We walked slowly out
into the parking lot and gathered around a passenger
van.

I was forced to watch as Harold pulled Jenny close and
kissed her passionately once more, all the while his
hands explored her body at will. She struggled for a
second, but she knew that it was useless and she let
him have his way.

While he was kissing her his hand went to the back of
her neck and released the bow that held the top of her
dress in place. Her breasts had been uncovered anyway,
but still it made both of us very uncomfortable,
although it obviously pleased Harold’s friends.

It was becoming apparent that Jenny was going to get
****d tonight, and I realized finally that if I was
going to have any chance to stop it I had to do it
here. There was the slightest chance that if someone
saw me struggling they might come to our aid or call
the police. I didn’t believe for a moment that would
happen, but once we got in that van Jenny didn’t have a
chance.

I suddenly rushed Harold but I didn’t even get close.
The two men beside me grabbed me and then one of them
held me while the other one hit me in the stomach so
hard that I threw up. I dropped to my knees and my
stomach emptied itself. Then I had the dry heaves for a
few minutes. When it was all over I just wanted to curl
up in a ball. I wasn’t allowed that luxury. I was
pulled back to my feet and one of the men said quietly,
“Have you learned your lesson, or do we need to tie you
up?”

I saw Jenny looking at me and crying. Harold was
holding her, apparently she had tried to come to my
assistance and he stopped her. I looked at Jenny in
anguish, but we both knew that there was nothing that I
could do. I told them I would behave and they let me
go. I stood there holding my aching stomach as Harold
took Jenny back into his arms.

We were standing in a large parking lot and people were
coming and going all around us. Sometimes they would
spot Jenny standing there half naked and stop and watch
for a moment, others just yelled encouragement as they
walked past. I couldn’t understand the words, but the
tone, their meaning was obvious.

Harold finally pulled Jenny’s dress the rest of the way
off and then he opened the van and pushed Jenny in
ahead of him. Harold sat down in one of the captain’s
chairs in the center of the van and tossed the keys to
one of the two men who were with him. I was put into
the front passenger seat. The third black man sat
beside Harold and Jenny was put on her knees on the
carpeted floor.

As the van drove slowly out of the parking lot, Harold
pulled his large, black cock out of his pants and Jenny
began to suck him as we rode down the dirt road. I know
because every time I tried to turn away or close my
eyes the man sitting behind me slapped the back of my
head violently.

The driver scared the hell out of me as he drove the
van through the narrow back roads with his eyes glued
to the rearview mirror. We had several close calls, but
each time the men just laughed and joked about it.

I was forced to watch as Harold finally emptied his
balls into Jenny’s mouth. She gagged as she struggled
to swallow his large load of hot cum and then she sat
up and he pointed out the few drops that she had missed
that were running down her chin.

She scooped them up and licked them off of her finger
and when Harold was satisfied the man sitting beside
him reached over and grabbed Jenny’s hair and pulled
her over in front of him. I hadn’t seen him pull his
cock out, but it was already standing up straight from
his lap and she didn’t fight as her face was pulled
down and forced into his crotch. She opened her mouth
and took him in and began sucking.

This man was not as gentle or as patient as Harold had
been and Jenny was having a hard time of it. As she
struggled to satisfy this man with her mouth, Harold
dropped to his knees behind her and spread her knees
further apart. He felt her pussy for a moment and then
he lined up his fat, black cock and began forcing it
into her while she sucked off his friend.

The friend didn’t last that long and soon he filled
Jenny’s mouth with another load of fresh cum. But he
didn’t let her up. He held her with his softening cock
in her mouth while Harold pounded away at her pussy
from behind. It was so horrible, seeing her there,
helpless, being ****d by those two large black men as
they talked among themselves about her and laughed at
our helplessness.

The van driver finally pulled over and parked in front
of a small house in a not so nice part of town. No one
got out though. We all watched as Harold continued to
fuck Jenny from behind until he finally tensed up and
grabbed her hips and came in her unprotected pussy.

He remained in place for at least another minute before
he finally pulled his cock out of her and then grabbed
her by the hair and pulled her around and made her suck
his cock clean.

She struggled to resist him again, pushing against his
hard stomach with her small white hands. He watched her
futile struggles for a few seconds and then he said
something to his friend and suddenly his friend reached
out and slapped me violently.

Jenny got the message and she stopped struggling and
sucked Harold’s cock clean.

The two men in the back put their cocks away and got
out of the van and the driver stood up and moved
between the seats and sat down in back with Jenny. He
pulled his cock out and Jenny moved between his
widespread legs without waiting to be told.

She wrapped her lips around his cock and with the van
door wide open and people walking by on both sides of
the van she worked to bring him off as quickly as
possible. As she sucked him he reached down and
squeezed her tits roughly and pulled her nipples, all
the while laughing and talking with his two friends
until finally he sat back and closed his eyes and a
couple of minutes later he, too, filled her mouth with
cum.

Jenny swallowed and then licked the last the last
couple of drops from the head of his cock. She sat back
up and he got out of the van and put his pants back
together with people still walking past, glancing
curiously at Jenny and then walking on.

We were pulled out of the van then and instead of
walking into the house we were led around the corner to
a house that had been converted into a small,
neighborhood café with outdoor seating. All
conversation stopped as we walked through the gate and
Harold and his two friends took a seat in the small,
fenced yard. There were about two dozen tables, almost
all of them occupied, and everyone stopped and stared
at Jenny and me as we stood on either side of Harold.

I couldn’t meet anyone’s eye, but I glanced around and
saw that there were a half a dozen couples sitting
around drinking and talking. Most of the tables,
however, were occupied by small groups of male
customers.

After several moments the initial shock of seeing a
white couple, one of them a naked female, wore off I
guess. A few people greeted Harold and his friends
warmly and then conversations resumed. Everyone seemed
to be speaking the same African dialect as Harold and
we could not understand a word of it.

A waiter came to the table and Harold and his two
friends ordered. All the while they were ordering the
waiter was staring at Jenny. As soon as the waiter left
a man from a nearby table stood up and walked over and
spoke with Harold and his two friends for a moment.
There was a lot of laughter and then the man approached
Jenny and put his hand on her breasts and asked loudly
in English, “Are you enjoying your vacation?”

Everyone within earshot seemed to think that was
hilarious. Jenny and I could only stand there
humiliated as the man pawed her in front of everyone in
the café. The waiter returned with drinks for the three
men and they sipped and talked and looked up at Jenny
from time to time and ran their hands over her body.

We stayed there like that for at least an hour, and
from time to time men got up and came over and explored
Jenny’s body and spoke with Harold and his friends.
There was not the slightest sign of a sympathetic
person in the crowd. Even the women came over and joked
with Harold, though they kept their hands to
themselves.

When Harold and his friends had finished their drinks
they stood up and went to the house to pay. Harold
handed the waiter, who I guess was also the owner, a
couple of bills and then pushed Jenny to her knees in
front of him. The owner pulled his cock from his pants
and Jennifer sucked him off right there in the doorway.
There were many remarks from the crowd as we left. You
didn’t have to understand the language to know what
kinds of things were being said.

Jenny seemed to be in shock. I had not had a chance to
speak with her since Harold had moved in and somehow
just taken over our lives. I am not even sure how he
had done it. He didn’t threaten us or d**g us or even
physically abuse us until we had gone out into the
parking lot as we were leaving the club. However it had
happened, Jenny and I both realized that he was in
charge of us now and we had no choice but to obey him.

We were led back out into the street. There were no
sidewalks in this part of town. The roads were mostly
dirt and the houses either wooden shanties or small
cinderblock buildings all painted in bright, garish
colors.

We went back around the corner to where the van was
parked and into a small cinderblock house. It was very
small. The shabbily furnished living room and eat-in-
kitchen were all one room. There were two doors off of
the main room, both doors were open and I could see
that one was a tiny bathroom and the other a small
bedroom.

Harold went to the old refrigerator and got out three
beers and gave one to each of his two friends. While
everyone was getting comfortable, everyone but us, an
old man came out of the bedroom and looked around. He
looked at Jenny and me and then at Harold and they
spoke in that language of theirs for several minutes.

The old man had at first seemed irritated at having
been disturbed. His expression had changed instantly
when he spotted us, or rather Jenny. He smiled and as
they spoke his smile got wider. He finally took a
couple of steps closer and walked around Jenny,
inspecting her firm young body closely.

Harold got my attention and ordered me to sit in one of
the straight back chairs in the kitchen. He warned me
to be silent and not to move or his friends would have
to give me another lesson in manners.

I moved quickly to the chair and as I sat down Harold
reminded me that I should pay attention to what was
happening, just in case I should be tested later.

So I watched as the old man reached out his wrinkled
hand and began to explore Jenny’s breasts. He played
with them for a long time before he moved his hand down
over her stomach. He stopped at her stomach for a
moment and with his other hand he began to caress her
ass. With one hand still on her ass he nudged her legs
farther apart with his foot, he began to explore her
pussy with his other hand.

As he moved his hands over her he kept up a running
conversation with Harold, though sometimes the other
two joined in. I was able to recognize one word of the
conversation, and from it I deduced that the old man
was Harold’s father.

Harold and his two friends seemed to be teasing him,
egging him on. Finally he slipped off his boxer shorts,
the only thing that he had on, and he pulled Jenny’s
face down to his crotch. I was amazed at how long the
old man’s cock was. It was soft, but it was at least
eight inches long.

The old man guided her face over his genitals for a
moment and then, while bent over at the waist, she was
forced to take his cock into her mouth and suck. The
smell must have been pretty bad because she gagged
quite a lot at first. I have to assume that the old man
did not bathe regularly.

It was hard to tell how old these people were. I would
guess that the old man was in his late sixties or early
seventies. No matter his age, it didn’t take him long
to get hard. He still had the full use of his manhood.

Once his cock was erect he spun Jenny around so that
she was facing the rest of us and after rubbing his
cock up and down between her thighs for a moment he
said something to her roughly in that foreign tongue.

Harold smiled at her evilly and said, “My father wants
you to put his cock in your cunt please Jenny.”

Jenny reached down and took hold of his cock, which was
now at least nine inches long, and guided it into her
slit which was still moist from all the abuse that it
had already received this evening.

As soon as he felt the head of his cock lodged in her
slit the old man began pounding into her violently
while holding onto her hip with one hand and slapping
her ass with the other. All the while Harold and his
two buddies were egging him on loudly.

I saw the look of anguish on Jenny’s face and the tears
running down her cheeks and I wanted desperately to
help her. But I knew that there was nothing that I
could do against these thugs.

The old man pounded into her for a long time while we
all watched. After what seemed like quite a while one
of Harold’s friends got up and walked over and licked
the tears off of her cheeks and asked her if she was
having a good time. She just stared at him until he
reached out and started pulling on her nipples.

She groaned in pain and managed to gasp, “Yes! Yes, I’m
having a good time!”

He chuckled and said, “Good. The tourist industry is
very important to us here. We need to make sure that we
keep the tourists happy and do everything that we can
to see that you have a good time on your vacation.”

Harold’s other friend got up from his seat then and
approached them. For the first time I realized that he
was holding a movie camera and was recording
everything. He came in for some close-ups now and while
he filmed the old man and the man who was pulling on
Jenny’s nipples and licking her face turned up the
torment even more.

As I watched I suddenly realized that I had tears in my
eyes as well. I felt so guilty because of the fantasies
that I had enjoyed about watching Jenny with other men.
Now that it was coming true it was so far out of
control and not at all what I had fantasized about. It
was not at all the erotic evening that I had imagined.

I had never wanted Jenny to be made to suffer like
this. Being forced to watch her being ****d and
humiliated and degraded this way and being helpless to
protect her was devastating to me. Not as devastating
as what she was going through, but I would never forget
this night. We were in a dangerous and scary situation.
I could only pray that in the morning, when they had
their fill of us, they would let us go.

The old man that was fucking Jenny started yelling. I
have no idea what he was yelling. It was all gibberish
to me. He finally stopped spanking her and grabbed both
hips with his hands and thrust into her violently
several more times. I saw him tense up and we could all
see that he was cumming in her.

After a moment he collapsed over her and rested there
for a minute before pulling out. He walked over to
Harold with his slimy cock swaying from side to side
and he leaned down and hugged him and talked to him
excitedly for a moment. Then he went to the kitchen and
got a beer and sat down on the couch and stared at
Jenny.

Jenny had straightened up after he walked away and was
standing there on trembling legs waiting for the next
indignity. She didn’t have long to wait. Harold stood
up and began to undress as he leered at Jenny. When he
was naked he walked over to her and took her chin in
his hand and lifted her face to his and kissed her
passionately. She stood there passively for a moment,
but he didn’t stand for that for very long.

He grabbed her nipples in both hands and began twisting
and pulling and he whispered something to her. She put
her arms around his neck and pulled him close and began
to kiss him like a long lost lover.

That was what he wanted and they kissed for a long time
before he pushed her to her knees and forced his cock
into her mouth again. She didn’t hesitate. She
immediately began to suck on his large black cock as
though she wanted that more than anything in the world.

His cock hardened rapidly and when he was satisfied he
moved around behind her and shoved his cock into the
poor abused pussy that his father had just finished
fucking so brutally.

Jenny gasped in pain. At least I assume that it was
pain. She put her head down on her arms and let Harold
fuck her violently for several minutes as the camera
moved around them and got some good close-ups.

While Harold was r****g her, his friend began to
undress and soon he was kneeling in front of her and
lifting her head by the hair. She took his cock into
her mouth and while Harold pistoned into her from the
rear his friend held her head between his hands and
began to force more and more of his cock into her mouth
until with one last violent stroke his cock entered her
throat and sent him right over the edge. He held her
head pressed tightly to his stomach and I could see her
lips stretched uncomfortably around the base of his
cock as it throbbed and shot another load of cum
straight down her throat.

She struggled at first, but finally gave in and let
them do whatever they wanted to her. Harold had been
watching as he fucked her and when he saw his friend’s
cock slide right down her throat it must have really
excited him because in less than a minute he too shot a
fresh load of cum into Jenny.

After Jenny sucked the first man clean Harold grabbed
her hair and pulled her around and she sucked him clean
as well. The cameraman got a lot of close-ups of her
sucking and licking his slimy cock and balls, and then
he got a few good shots of the stream of cum dripping
out of her gaping pussy and running down her thighs.

After both men moved away she collapsed in a ball on
the floor and cried quietly. Unfortunately, she wasn’t
done yet. The man who had been operating the camera
handed it off to his friend and began to slowly undress
while standing over Jenny.

Once he was naked it started all over again. She sucked
and licked his cock and his balls until he was hard and
throbbing. He pushed her head away and he turned her
around and put her down on all fours again and he began
to move his cock in and out of her slippery cunt, but
not for long. After a minute he pulled out and spread
the cheeks of Jenny’s ass and began forcing his cock
into her asshole.

Jenny screamed and struggled to crawl away from her
attacker. He held her tight and forced the head of his
large cock into her. She screamed again when it popped
in past the tiny pink grommet that was his target.

Jenny and I had tried anal sex once. It had been much
too painful for her and we had stopped. Anal sex was
never something I had a burning desire for anyway. It
was just something that we hadn’t tried, so we gave it
a shot. This guy didn’t care that he was hurting her.
No, that isn’t right, he liked that he was hurting her
and he wasn’t going to stop.

He continued to force his cock into her as she screamed
in pain and he didn’t stop until he was buried to the
hilt. His cock was probably only an inch longer than
mine, but it was a lot thicker and Jenny was in
excruciating pain. She was sobbing hysterically now and
her fists were beating on the floor as she begged him
over and over to stop, to pull his cock out of her.

Jenny’s r****t smiled and joked with his friends and
they continued to cheer him on as he violently ****d
her ass. I suppose that we can be thankful that he had
been so turned on as he filmed her previous ****s
because between that and how tight her ass was he came
very quickly. He left his cock inside of her for a very
long time, but finally it popped out and he continued
to kneel behind her.

When she didn’t move he slapped her ass brutally and
she screamed again. She realized what he was waiting
for and she slowly spun around and began to clean his
cock and balls with her tongue.

After his cock was clean he reclaimed the camera and
after another exchange of gibberish Jenny was ordered
to crawl across the small room and suck off Harold’s
father again, to completion this time.

It took a long time to get the old man off. I was
surprised that he could get seconds at all. Hell, I was
shocked that he was capable of firsts! But finally he
filled Jenny’s mouth with cum and she swallowed and the
old man got up and patted her on the head and after a
brief exchange with his son he went to his room and
went to bed.

Harold’s two friends got dressed and left and I waited
impatiently to see if we were to be released. I felt
almost like someone had hit me in the gut again when
Harold came over to me and asked me if I had to use the
bathroom.

I hadn’t even realized how badly I did need to go to
the bathroom until he asked. I nodded and he let me go
and use the tiny bathroom, with the door open. When I
returned he ordered me back in the chair and then he
handcuffed my wrists to the rear legs and tied my
ankles to the front legs.

When I was secured to his satisfaction he escorted
Jenny to the bathroom. I don’t know what happened in
there, she protested loudly a couple of times before
there was a long silence and then they came out again.
Whatever Harold had done in there was pretty
embarrassing; Jenny wouldn’t even look in my direction.

Harold pulled out the sleeper portion of the sleeper
sofa and after pushing Jenny down onto the nasty
mattress he crawled up beside her and wrapped his arms
and legs around her and went to sleep.

I drifted off a few times during the night, but it
seemed like every time I would drift off for a few
minutes I would wake up to the sight of Harold fucking
Jenny. Sometimes it was her mouth, sometimes her pussy,
and once he was forcing his cock into her already
bruised asshole. The man must be some sort of satyr. He
seemed to be completely and totally insatiable.

The last time I woke up in the morning I smelled coffee
and opened my eyes to see Harold’s father fucking Jenny
again while Harold was moving around the kitchen making
coffee and toast. It was several moments before I
realized that I was no longer secured to the chair.

I looked over my shoulder at Harold and asked and
received permission to go to the bathroom. I went to
the bathroom and washed my face and hands and when I
returned Harold’s father was just finishing having an
orgasm in Jenny’s pussy and collapsing on top of her.

I went back to my chair and Harold handed me a cup of
black coffee and a slice of toast and indicated that I
should pull my chair up to the rickety kitchen table.

The old man lay on top of Jenny for a long time, slowly
grinding his pelvis against her. All that could be seen
of Jenny was her face sticking out over his shoulder.
Looking at her broke my heart. She was crying again and
laying there helplessly under that smelly old man.

He finally rolled off of her and Harold reminded her of
her clean up duties. She got to her hands and knees and
moved down and took the old man’s cock into her mouth
and sucked him clean while he groped her breast
roughly.

Harold finally called him over and poured him a cup of
coffee and gave him some toast. He sat beside me and he
did indeed have a serious odor problem.

Jenny sat on the side of the foldaway bed with her face
in her hands. She appeared to be crying quietly. I
looked at Harold and he got an exasperated look on his
face and then he shrugged. I assumed that was
permission and I got up and went to Jenny and took her
in my arms and held her while she cried.

I wanted to tell her that everything would be alright.
I wanted to say something, anything, to make her feel
better. I would have been lying if I said it was going
to be alright. I had no idea of what was going to
happen to us, and she knew it. I felt just as hopeless
as she did. It tore me up that she was the one doing
all of the suffering. She was the one being ****d and
paraded around in public in the nude and filmed having
sex with these low-life banana pickers.

The only thing that I could do was hold her tight and
tell her that I loved her and tell her how sorry I was.
It wasn’t much. After she calmed down a little she
leaned her head against my shoulder and I whispered to
her to hang in there, we would find a way out of this.
Then I offered her a cup of black coffee. That seemed
to be the only way that it was served here.

She said, “Yes please, anything to get this taste out
of my mouth.”

I went over to the table and without even asking I
refilled my cup and took it to her. I asked her if she
wanted some dry toast, the other house specialty. She
declined, but sipped on the coffee while I held her.

I thought the best time to try to find out our future
from Harold would be before his friends returned, so I
asked him what his plans for us were.

He smiled at me and said, “I know that you are
scheduled to fly home the day after tomorrow. Don’t
worry. You will be on that flight. Until then, I am
having a lot of fun playing with you. You are mine for
the next two days. I am going to make this a vacation
to remember for both of you. You rich tourists come
here and treat everyone like dirt for a week or two and
go home. My friends and I pick out a couple every now
and then and teach them a lesson in humility. We don’t
really care if you learn the lesson. We have a great
time teaching it. That is what is important.”

“We are having an especially good time this time
though. Jenny is an exceptionally sweet little morsel.
She is young and beautiful and shy, and oh so sexy. I
am afraid that the next two days will be very hard for
you two, but especially for her. She is going to be
very popular, and she is a lot of fun to play with.”

Harold walked over to where we were sitting on the side
of his bed and he grabbed her hand and said, “Come on,
you stink.”

He pulled her to her feet and led her to the bathroom.
As he was following her into the bathroom he turned to
me and said, “Make my bed and put it away.” Then he
ducked into the small bathroom and I heard them taking
a shower.

I straightened out the sheets on the bed and folded it
back into a couch and put the cushions back in place.
Then I sat down and tried not to think of what she
would have to put up with in the next forty-eight
hours.

It wasn’t long before they came out and Harold took her
into the bedroom. When they came out Harold was dressed
and Jenny had been given a thin t-shirt to wear. It was
a men’s tank top that left the sides of her breasts
largely exposed. A deep V had been cut to expose the
inside of her breasts. When she pulled it down
carefully it just covered her ass, but with every move
she made it rode up, exposing her ass and her shaved
pussy.

Harold sat Jenny down next to me and then he and his
father sat at the table and talked for a while. She
kept pulling the hem of her t-shirt down, but it didn’t
do any good and finally she gave up. It receded up her
stomach and left her pussy totally exposed.

I could have used a shower myself, this is a pretty hot
little island and it had been a long night. I didn’t
have any clean clothes though, so I figured that it
wouldn’t have made much difference. Besides, compared
to what Jenny was having to deal with, my little
hygiene problems seemed insignificant.

Harold’s two buddies finally showed up and that was
what we had been waiting for. We walked outside and
made our way to the van. There were a lot more people
out and about this morning and Jenny attracted a lot of
attention. Most of the women we passed gave her a nasty
look and kept on walking without a word. Not the men
though. The men stopped and stared and made nasty
remarks that didn’t have to be in your language to be
understood.

There was a group of teenage boys near the van and they
made some comments to Harold and he had a quick
conversation with one of the older boys. Then he pushed
Jenny over to the boy and we watched as he pulled her
close and kissed her while sliding her t-shirt up to
her neck. He ran his rough black hands all over her
body in a leisurely manner while his friends went wild
around him.

Harold was laughing loudly as he pulled her out of the
crowd and pushed her along with the t-shirt still
around her neck and finally pushed her into the back
seat of the van. We all got back in, taking the same
seats that we had been in last night. Jenny was pulled
into the lap of Harold’s friend in the back. Her t-
shirt remained pushed up over her breasts.

I was allowed to face forward instead of watching as
Harold’s buddy m*****ed Jenny. The van wound its way
through the narrow streets of the shanty town and I saw
that we were located right on the edge of one of the
huge banana plantations. The driver followed a series
of dirt roads and we ended up parking in front of a
ramshackle hut beside the road in the middle of
nowhere. The only other thing around was row after row
of banana plants.

Everyone got out of the van and I saw a group of black
people standing nearby watching as we walked toward the
hut. Harold said to Jenny, “This is where our
supervisors work. You are going to pay them for letting
us have today off. I know you will be a good girl,
won’t you?”

Jenny nodded and we all came to a sudden stop as the
door to the hut opened. Two men stepped out of the hut,
both were Spanish and the conversation suddenly
switched to that language. We weren’t fluent in
Spanish, but we recognized some of the words. But they
spoke so rapidly and used so many colloquialisms that
we had no idea what was being said.

The two Spaniards stepped over to Jenny and looked her
over gleefully. The men were both in their late forties
or early fifties. They were both large heavyset men and
neither looked all that clean.

While one of Harold’s friends pulled the camera out and
began recording again, they ran their hands over
Jenny’s body for a moment while everyone watched. One
of them pulled the t-shirt off, but it hadn’t covered
much anyway. The Spaniards spoke rapidly to Harold
again and we all went inside.

The Spaniards led Jenny to a desk against one wall and
pushed her down to her knees in front of it. They stood
in front of her and opened their pants and began to
take turns shoving their cocks into her mouth, and
occasionally into her throat.

After several minutes of that they pulled her up and
pushed her down on her back on the desk. One of the men
lifted her legs up to her chest and began to fuck her
violently while his partner went around to the other
side of the desk where her head hung down and began to
fuck her mouth the same way.

Jenny struggled a bit at first, but then she
surrendered and remained still as they used her. They
didn’t last long, but they weren’t done yet. They
switched orifices and soon it began all over again. The
four of us stood in the far corner of the room watching
as Jenny was used to pay for a day off.

The Spaniards, after they came for the second time,
seemed to be in a much better mood and everyone was
getting along well. Well, everyone but Jenny and me.
She was left d****d over the desk for a few minutes
while Harold talked with them. Harold’s two friends
took advantage of the lull to make use of Jenny.

They took up positions on either side of the desk and
used her just like the Spaniards had. The one with the
camera continued to film as they fucked her. They
switched positions several times before they finally
emptied their balls into her mouth and her pussy.

The man in her pussy waited until his friend pulled out
of her mouth and then he pulled out of her pussy and
went around and fed his slimy cock into her mouth so
that she could clean him up.

I looked at her red, swollen pussy with the fresh loads
of cum from three different men running out of her. She
was a mess, and she certainly looked freshly fucked,
but her pussy didn’t show any signs of all of the abuse
that it had received in the last twelve hours. I had
lost count of how many men had ****d her since Harold
had taken charge of us.

Harold’s two friends helped Jenny to her feet and
guided her outside. The rest of us followed to watch.
She was led around to the side of the shed and in front
of the six of us and the small gang of black plantation
workers, some of them women, one of Harold’s friends
turned on a hose and rinsed off Jenny’s stomach and
legs. When he had washed away their three loads of cum
he shoved the end of the hose up inside of her pussy
and she screamed. I am not sure if she was screaming at
the indignity or the pain as he rinsed her out.

I noticed that the gang of black people waiting nearby
didn’t seem shocked or surprised by what was going on.
I wondered how many times this little show had been
repeated by Harold and his two friends. I knew from our
earlier conversation that we weren’t the first tourists
to fall into their clutches.

The water was finally turned off and Jenny was given
the t-shirt to put back on. After she pulled it on we
were led back to the van. We headed back towards the
city and parked near a photography studio that catered
to the poorer people in the shanty towns on the
outskirts of the city.

The streets were crowded with mostly black people,
though there were also Spaniards and even a few white
men moving through the crowded sidewalks. Everyone
stopped to stare at Jenny as she was led, all but
naked, through the parking lot and nearly half a block
to the studio.

I could tell that we were expected as soon as we walked
in. The man behind the counter nodded at Harold and
looked Jenny over quickly as he walked around us and
closed and locked the door and put up a closed sign.

We followed him into a back room that had several small
sets prepared. The one that was already lit up was a
small bedroom, of course.

Harold took Jenny onto the set and spoke to her for
several minutes. I was pulled to a seat against the
wall and Harold’s two friends sat on either side of me.
I watched the conversation between Harold and Jenny.
Well, it wasn’t really a conversation. Harold was
giving her instructions and she was listening and
nodding.

Apparently she had a problem with one of the things he
said in particular and it looked like she was trying to
reason with him, or plead with him. After only a
moments heated discussion I saw that look of
resignation return to her face and she gave in. She
knew that she would always lose. What was the point of
arguing?

Harold came over and sat beside us and the photographer
went to work taking pictures of Jenny. The first
pictures were poses in her little t-shirt, but soon he
had her remove it.

He took a lot of pictures and they got progressively
more obscene as time went on. He worked on her
expression for a while and finally got, if not exactly
a cheery smile, at least a much less despondent
expression on her face. Sometimes it didn’t even look
like she was being forced to pose.

He finally stopped and changed the film in his camera.
Then he put new disks in the three video cameras that
surrounded the set. He stepped into the set then and
said, “I can’t work like this cunt. Get down here and
suck my cock so that I can concentrate.”

Jenny obeyed instantly. It wasn’t even a big deal now.
She opened his pants and sucked him off and swallowed
his cum. Then they went back to taking pictures. After
he put her back on the bed and positioned her, and
before he started taking pictures again, he went to a
door and opened it and called out to someone inside.

I was shocked to see two young black boys come out.
They did not appear to be any older than twelve or
thirteen at the most. They knew what they were here for
though. They undressed quickly and soon they were with
Jenny on the bed and she was guided through nearly
every sex act known to man by the two young boys. She
sucked them both off and they both fucked her pussy and
her ass, one at a time and in all sorts of
combinations. It lasted for more than an hour and they
both came at least three times.

They finally got up and dressed and the photographer
pointed out a small bathroom to Jenny and ordered her
to clean up while he put knew disks in his movie
cameras and fresh film in his still camera. The two
young black boys came over and sat near us and watched.

When Jenny returned he put her back on the bed and went
back to the room and two more young boys came out. They
spoke in Spanish, though they appeared to be Caucasian.
They were very light skinned. They looked very much
alike and I assumed that they were brothers. The oldest
was probably about the same age as the black boys,
around thirteen, the younger boy looked to be only
about eleven.

They were both experienced at this though, and both
capable of both erection and orgasm, as the close-up
shots would be able to attest to later. They went
through much the same routine as the previous set, with
numerous position changes and lots of shots of Jenny
having sex with u******e boys.

The filming went on for another hour and this time,
while the boys were getting dressed and joining us on
the side of the room and the photographer was preparing
for another set, Jenny was called over to take the edge
off for Harold and his two buddies. She sucked all
three of them off and then she provided that service
for the photographer again. She had been having sex,
with only a few small breaks, almost constantly since
we left the club last night. I looked at my watch and
saw that it was nearly three in the afternoon now.
Except for a couple of small naps and a little bit of
travel time she had been getting ****d for almost
s*******n hours now. It was easy to tell. She really
looked tired.

After she sucked off the photographer she was sent to
clean up again and when she returned she was given a
fresh set of sheets and told to change the bed. When
she had finished and was lying in position the
photographer went to the door and a young blonde girl
that looked about twelve came out. She didn’t seem the
least put out by the large audience or the lights and
cameras. She smiled at the photographer and went over
and stretched out on the bed beside Jenny, but fully
clothed.

Jenny had already been instructed what to do and she
began making love to the young girl, making it look
like she was seducing her as she slowly removed her
clothing and caressed and kissed the young girl’s
developing body for the cameras.

I knew that Jenny had never made love to another girl
before, but that must have been nowhere near as
distressing for her as being forced to make love to a
girl so young. She did as she was told. I realized that
she was following the instructions that she had been
given earlier by Harold.

She kissed the young girl all over her body and even
lifted her slender legs and licked and sucked her
asshole while the cameraman came in for some close-ups.
After she ate the young girl out and gave her several
orgasms she was finally allowed to stop.

This time, though, the girl remained on the bed and
Jenny got up and soon found herself back on her knees
between Harold’s legs. I was ordered to stand and
undress and when I realized what they had in mind I
started to refuse. Harold’s buddies stood up on either
side of me and while Jenny sucked his cock, Harold
looked up at me and said, “We need some incriminating
photographs of you for our own protection. You know
that we can make you do it. We can hurt you, we can
hurt your sweet little girl friend here, and we will
always win. If you want to continue to protest, it will
become painful. Make up your mind and quit wasting
time.”

I looked over at the girl who was lying on the bed
smiling and laughing and joking with the photographer
and I knew that I had no choice. I undressed and when I
was ready the photographer moved out of the way and
Harold ordered me to eat out the young g