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EMMA'S ENSLAVERY
Chapter 1.
Emma had been working in North Queensland six months. She had come here asa backpacker and enjoyed the sunshine, so much so she overstayed her visa.Unfortunately the fruitpicking and other jobs dried up once she became an illegalimmigrant. Immigration knew about people overstaying and checked the farmsregularly, hence Emma was stuck in Townsville. She was broke and her open endedticket had run out.
With no way of getting home and no money Emma was worried. Then came camethe offer.
Lizzy walked into the pub and saw Emma sipping water, and could, by theway she was dressed see she was a backpacker, and looked broke. Lizzy quicklylooked the girl over: 5'6", blonde sun bleached hair, perky 34C tits, and agood tan that only the tropics could provide. Lizzy ordered a beer.
"Short of cash, darl?" came the strong Aussie accent.
"Yes I am." came the timid reply.
"I could fix you up." said the heavily tattooed forty-something woman.
"Yes?" said Emma.
"We can discuss it at my place, its easy work and well paid…in theentertainment industry."
Emma was suspicious but had little choice. Lizzy finished her schooner ofbeer.
"Come on then girly….lets go."
"What's your name?" asked Lizzy.
"Err… Emma," came the reply, as she walked towards the new v8 Holden.
"Get in." said Lizzy.
Lizzy drove for about fifteen minutes to a house on a large hill overlookingthe ocean and pulled into the garage. Her mood suddenly changed.
"Get out you pommie slut." Lizzy nastily hissed.
Emma looked mortified. She froze in shock. Lizzy dragged her out by the hair.Slapped her hard and dragged her to a spare bedroom. The room was bare, nocarpet, or furnishings, just a bare wooden table, a wooden chair, and a cupboard.Emma suddenly found her voice after having been too shocked to scream.
"Fuck off bitch." Emma yelled.
Lizzy slapped her hard again then quickly stripped the girl, pulling offher skirt and panties, and then ripping off her blouse and bra. The girl wasyelling abuse and beginning to cry. The taller, stronger Lizzy then cuffedEmma's hands behind her back and bent her over the table. She stood back toadmire the girl's smooth tanned arse and g-string tan lines.
"You are my slut now Emma, and will whore for me. My friend Mike will escortyou to your appointments and make sure you are safe. You will give him themoney and I will keep your portion safe for you. When you have the airfareyou can leave. But for now I need to reinforce our business relationship."
With that Lizzy went to the cupboard and pulled out a large strapon dildoand a riding crop. The dildo she quickly strapped on; double ended so the wearerinserted a smaller dildo in her own pussy, the receiver to take the much largerend, 9" and thick. Lizzy whacked the crop across the quietly sobbing girl'sarse.
"Spread your legs bitch!" she yelled at the sobbing girl.
Emma looked round to see the older tattooed woman naked and wearing thelarge plastic phallus, and screamed. Lizzy whipped Emma on the arse again,then roughly pulled the girls legs apart, grabbed her by the hips and startedto slowly fuck the girl's dry sex.
"You are dry slut!" said Lizzy feeling the resistance.
But Emma started to moisten. Meanwhile Lizzy was very wet and feeling theprotrusion in her slutty pussy. As Emma's pussy began to betray her the olderwoman was able to force more and more of the plastic prong into the young girl.Emma was by no means a virgin; indeed she had recently sampled some of thelocal Aussie talent in her travels. But never had she had something as largeas this. As Lizzy shoved faster she began to feel her impending orgasm. Theolder woman started to cum and leaned down to grasp Emma's breasts. She forcedthe hard prong up the sobbing girl and held it, the other end firmly held byher pulsating vagina. Lizzy quickly withdrew and unstrapped her favourite toy.
"Time to get you some work slut," Lizzy said, as she left the room and lockedit behind her.
Emma lay and sobbed. She felt violated and sore. Her arse stung from thecrop. She just wanted to leave, but knew she would be deported. And Lizzy frightenedher. The big woman had looked and felt like a man as she fucked her, and Emmawas ashamed she had gotten wet to accommodate her. Emma stood up and crawledup on the table as best she could. She rolled into a ball and cried.
Lizzy meanwhile was calling a regular client. She offered the price and madethe deal, then put the phone down and smiled. At that moment Mike walked inand Lizzy informed him of the latest events. As Mike poured Lizzy a scotchhe too smiled.
Lizzy threw open the door. "Get up slut. You have an outcall. One hour. $200.Half is yours for the airfare."
Lizzy uncuffed the girl and threw a small white crop top and black skirtat her, dropped red high heels at her feet.
"Get dressed bitch." Lizzy ordered.
Emma quickly dressed as Lizzy watched. Lizzy was getting wet again watchingthe girl dress. She was starting to regret her financial transaction. Emmanoticed a man at the door as she stood and straightened her top.
"This is Mike. He will drive you to the appointment. The client is a regularand shouldn't be any problem. Oh and so you know the client gets straight sexand head, nothing else. And you ring Mike once you are inside to let him knowyou are ok. If he doesn't get a call one hour later he'll kick the door inand come looking for you. You got it?"
"Yes," Emma said, resigned to her fate.
"I suppose I have to do it."
"You do Emma. Unless you want to be deported." said Lizzy.
Emma sat nervously in the car as Mike drove. He had given her a small blackpurse containing a phone and numerous condoms. Emma was scared and nervousand still reliving the violation by the cruel Lizzy. She didn't want to dothis but she knew it wouldn't take long to earn the air fare home in this typeof work. Emma was disgusted with herself but hoped it would be over quickly.She was a sexually aware young woman and hoped she could use her charms tomake the client cum quickly. Soon they arrived at the luxury house in the exclusiveneighbourhood.
"Ok get out." said Mike. "Ring me when you get in and things look ok. Notethe time and ring me one hour after that. If I don't hear from you I'll comefor you." Mike grinned.
Emma got out of the car.
"Oh and by the way….the client is Mr B," Mike said out the window.
Emma approached the house and rang the doorbell. When the door opened a manin his mid thirties stood there. He looked to be about 5'7" medium build witha lived in face, blonde short hair, but nice looking in a way. Emma stood justas tall as him in her heels.
"You must be Emma, please come in," he said. "Make your phone call to Mikewhile I pour you a white wine. Then we'll get down to some fun."
Mr B was dressed in a blue silk robe, and began to get hard as he thoughtof things to come and of Emma's impending surprise.
Emma phoned Mike and spoke to him to say all was ok. As she was speakingto Mike, Mr B gave her a glass of chardonnay and took the phone from her. Hespoke briefly to Mike then hung up and gave the phone to Emma. She hadn't beenable to hear what was said.
"Cheers Emma."
Mr B clinked her glass with his own and smiled, then led Emma to the masterbedroom by the hand and stood close to her as she finished her wine. Emma smilednervously but so far Mr B seemed nice and had been the perfect gentleman.
"Finish the wine Emma and get undressed." Mr B said pleasantly. "Oh and hereis your money."
Emma quickly counted it and found an extra $100. She frowned.
"Yes Emma that isn't a tip. I asked Mike for extras….for the extraI get to cuff you."
"Err…but you won't hurt me?"
"Of course not Emma. Now how 'bout you strip and show me that beautiful bodyof yours."
Emma gulped down the last of the wine, placed the glass down on the bedsidetable, and hurriedly undressed. She was embarrassed and in no way trying tobe provocative. Ironically she wanted Mr B to cum quickly so she might leavesooner. Mr B slipped off his robe showing Emma his hard and thick erection,then went to the chest of drawers and retrieved his cuffs.
"I suggest you roll the condom on before I cuff you Emma…it mightbe a bit tricky afterwards." Mr B grinned.
Emma dutifully reached for her bag, pulled out a condom and rolled it onto his throbbing cock. She was reluctant to handle his hard tool but slightlyaroused at the same time. At this stage she was kneeling in front of him andhis cock swelled as he looked down at her submissive position.
"Get on the bed Emma…face down and hands above your head," he ordered,which she did obediently but with a look that bordered on fear.
He swiftly cuffed her to the cast iron bedhead, and then stood back. Next,he reached for some duct tape and quickly put some over her mouth. Emma triedto struggle and scream but he was too swift.
Mr B stood back to admire his handiwork. He had thought for some time aboutthis moment and spent a little time savouring it. Emma turned her head to glarebut he could see the fear in her eyes.
"Emma I have a surprise for you. I am about to phone Mike and tell him itis done and he can leave." Mr B quickly retrieved Emma's phone, dialed thenumber, and spoke a few quiet words that Emma did not catch. Next Emma hearda car start outside and drive off.
"You heard, Emma, didn't you? Mike has gone. You see the money in your purseis still mine. Lizzy is an old friend and we decided I wanted a lot of yourtime…so much so that I decided to lease you…long term."
With that Mr B closed the double glazed window. Emma tried to scream throughthe duct tape, her eyes beginning to form tears. Mr B just laughed.
"Scream Emma. No one will hear you. For some time, in the near future, Iwill have to hurt you as you will try to fight me, try to escape. Eventuallyyou will realize that it is hopeless. Eventually you will come to enjoy beingwith me. I know you don't believe that now, but very soon I will start yourtraining. Very soon Emma."
Emma looked at the naked man with a mixture of shock and naked fear, moaningthrough the tape. He put his robe back on and left the room.
He was soon back with a wicked looking cane of thin bamboo. He slowly draggedit down over her smooth back as she turned her head away and whimpered. Suddenlyhe struck, and struck hard across her naked buttocks. Emma tried to screamthrough her gag. Mr B ripped off the tape.
"I like to hear you scream, Emma. The room is soundproofed. It just lookedso sexy with you unable to talk."
With that he struck again across the thighs. The girl tried not to remainquiet and moaned in pain. He struck again and again across her back, arse andthighs until she couldn't hold back and began screaming again.
"If I like something it's best you do it, Emma."
Mr B was ready now. He'd discarded the condom and was very hard, his cockthrobbing and coated in precum. Emma rolled her head to look just as he movedover to lie on top of her. Mr B roughly pulled her thighs apart and began toshove his thick cock into her surprisingly wet cunt.
"Mmmm, Emma, you are wet you slut. You like a big thick cock don't you?"
Emma moaned as he entered her and began to sob. Mr B began to pump her violatedpussy.
Mr B whispered in her ear, "Tell me you like it Emma, that you want it, begfor my cock Emma!!"
"Please Mr B!!!" she pleaded.
He twisted her head by the hair and kissed her mouth hard, biting her lowerlip.
"Beg slut!" he whispered nastily as he continued to fuck her.
"Please fuck me." the girl sobbed.
Mr B reached around to grope the girl's pert breasts, pulling hard on hernipples. Emma screamed. This made Mr B all the more excited and he pumped harder,getting close to climax.
"Gonna cum slut," he said casually as he fed his seed into her.
Mr B withdrew without a word, patted her sore and red arse and left the room.
He soon returned, naked, to find Emma quietly sobbing. She glanced at himas he came in. He said nothing but simply flipped her on her back twistingthe cuffs painfully. Mr. B then mounted her and violently raped her. She wouldalways remember the mix of lust, frustration and anger in his eyes. It frightenedher. He dismounted from Emma. He had cum in her and she was worried about protection.
"How was that my slut?" he asked. Emma continued to sob quietly.
"Stop that crying bitch!"
Mr B grabbed the cane and whipped the girl. Whipped her with all his pentup fury. Emma screamed and writhed as the blows rained down on her. The strokesacross her breasts were the most intense pain of her life.
Mr B stopped after a minute, panting. He threw a bikini at her and uncuffedher.
"Get dressed you brazen whore," he whispered nastily.
He watched the girl quickly dress, blushing at his blatant leering. She wasashamed, sore, and aroused all at the same time. Her emotions were in turmoil.
"Ok bitch time to feed me…and if it isn't good I'll flog you again."
Mr B dragged Emma to the kitchen. He grabbed a beer from the fridge and satat the couch, able to watch her in the kitchen. Suddenly she made a run forthe back door. Mr B simply laughed as she frantically twisted the handle.
"It's deadlocked slut. Just like you will be. Now get on with dinner whore."
Emma was crestfallen and began to sob, and resigned, began looking in thepantry and fridge.
"What would you like?"
"What would you like, Sir." said Mr B as he flicked on the TV.
"What would you like Sir?" Emma mimicked.
"Cook me a steak slut. With salad. Medium rare. Oh and there's a dog bowlin the pantry, put some dry dog food in it."
The girl prepared the meal for the man and poured the dry food in the bowl.She placed the plate on the coffee table and stood nervously.
"Get the bowl of dog food and put it at my feet slut."
The girl complied hoping he would release her soon. She placed the bowl athis feet wondering where his dog was, and hoping he would let her eat too.
"Ok slut, eat your meal," he commanded.
Emma looked confused at first, but then it dawned upon her. The idea of eatingfrom the bowl disgusted her, but she wanted to please the man. She really hopedhe'd let her go. She obediently got down and began to eat from the bowl. MrB looked down as he drank his beer, a doting smile spreading over his face.He would keep this one, his dirty whore forever. He knew she would learn intime…knew she was being good now, thinking she might soon be released.That wasn't going to happen.
"Few mates coming round to watch the footy slut. Be a good girl and you mightget early release." Mr B lied.
Emma felt a surge of hope as she finished the dry dog food.
"Oh sir, I'll be so good! I promise." Emma quickly removed her bowl and herMaster's plate. She brought him another beer and knelt at his feet, hopingto please him.
"Hmmm you are learning slut." Mr B smiled down at the hopeful Emma.
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