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"Only one word of advice I can give you; don't resist them," Sarina whispers into Michele's ear.
"Thank you Mistress," Michele responds.
"You won't thank me when they deflower your tight little arsehole," Sarina responds.
Although obviously American she uses the English word arse, rather than ass.
"I can't and won't help you once we are inside. You need to know I am not your friend; I am your Mistress. In fact I'm going to rather enjoy watching them take you."
"I have seen several girls here lose their virginity but never a transvestite virgin deflowered; its going to be - shall we say - interesting," Sarina's voice is cold and she yanks on the leash causing Michele to stumble on her heels.
"There she is; my lovely!" Michele looks up to see Jamhal standing near a closed door with an insidious grin on his face.
He rubs his hands together and grins.
"I have found them a beauty indeed! Who would know that a man is disguised inside that wonderful creature" he beams.
"Fuck off Jamhal or I will have you whipped!" Sarina hisses and Jamhal scuttles away laughing to himself.
"We all despise him; he kidnapped every girl here. Even those of us like me who now enjoy our employment do not forgive him," Sarina hisses.
"Ok, this is it," Sarina points a long painted fingernail at the imposing door.
"Keep silent! If they ask you to speak remember to address them as Master."
"They won't mind you crying or screaming when they do what they will to your body, or even if you moan with pleasure; but don't talk unless they demand it!"
"Moan with pleasure? While they force themselves on me?" Michele is aghast at the very idea.
"I've seen it," Sarina sniggers.
Sarina opens the heavy door and drags Michele inside and leads her into the centre of the room. It is the same room where she came-too after being drugged and was forced to fellate the one called Saheed. He is standing with a group of naked men drinking around a small but well stocked bar.
"Masters Saheed, Ahmed, Sadan, Ilias, may I present for you Michele," Sarina bows and pulls on the leash forcing Michele to bow also.
"Let us see the mukhannath," Ahmed bellows.
Sarina lifts Michele's chin and the men circle her.
"She is as beautiful as you said Ahmed. And she is unsullied?" asks Ilias.
"Yes she is unsullied but I gave her a taste of my cock," he laughs.
They walk around her admiring her elegant made-up face framed by the black bob. One reaches out and slides a finger along the back seam of her stockings; his fingers disappear under her skirt and fondle the lace trim of her half-slip than massages her stocking-tops. His fingers stop when they reach the smooth skin at the top her thighs.
The man's cock has begun to harden and Michele shivers.
"She likes it!" Ahmed laughs.
Michele can't take the humiliation and pulls herself away.
"Fuck off! I can't take this!" she screams, a single tear runs down her face.
"Sarina! Adjust the shermuta to suit our needs!" Saheed orders, then without warning strikes Michele across her face.
"Not too hard Saheed; I want her pretty when I fuck her," Ilias laughs cruelly.
The men retire to the bar, laughing and carousing, pouring drinks. They are in no rush; Michele is going nowhere.
"I warned you!" Sarina hisses in Michele's ear and drags her across the room to a huge bed covered in satin sheets.
Sarina throws Michele onto the bed and she lies there; her skirt has ridden up revealing her slip and the welts of her stockings. The men are staring intently; some are becoming aroused.
She roughly lifts Michele's wrists one at a time and secures them into the leather cuffs of a stainless steel spreader-bar and then affixes her ankles in the cuffs of another. She lowers a leather leash with a harness attached that is suspended above the bed and fastens the reigns to each of the cuffs.
Michele is hoisted to her knees and Sarina fastens the leash. Michele can move her body a little but her legs and arms are splayed. The only way she can avoid pain is to kneel on all fours. She feels humiliated and helpless.
"You bastards!" she hisses.
"Oh no Michele; my father and mother were married before god before I was conceived," Ilias sniggers.
"Get me the cane; it is time to tame this shermuta," Sadan orders putting down his drink.
He walks to the bed; his erection standing out proudly in front of him and Michele is repulsed.
Sarina hands him a cane about one meter long and the men gather round the bed. They are now all tumescent with lust.
"Lift her skirt," Ilias says.
One of the men, Michele cant see which one, runs his hands up the back of her legs and caresses her thighs then rucks up her skirt, opening the kick-pleat and pulling her slip out of the way. His fingers caress her buttocks through the gauzy satin panties and Michele shudders.
"I told you she is pretending; she likes it see," the man standing behind her says.
Michele is about to retort when he digs in his fingers and rakes his nails against her soft flesh.
"Oh fuck!" Michele cries.
"Later!" the man laughs and moves out of the way just as Sadan brings the cane down on her buttocks.
The pain is searing and Michele moans. He strikes her again and again; the pain is agonising, burning. After five strokes he stops and Michele falls forward but the harness supports her weight. She is sobbing; gasping for breath.
After what seems like an eternity the pain begins to subside; it is now just a burning sensation spreading across her cheeks. The men crowd around her pulling her panties aside to examine the red welts on her creamy, white cheeks.
"See the trick is to hurt her; but not to mark her permanently," Sadan laughs.
"Enough!" says Saheed.
"I want her now!"
"And I," echo his three partners.
Michele feels the bed move as the men close in on her. She raises her head and is greeted by an erect penis inches from her lips. It is thrust forward and she opens he mouth obligingly. She knows what will happen if she doesn't.
Then she is surprised to feel a cool gel being gently massaged into her burning flesh. The cock in her mouth begins to thrust in and out of her lips.
"Suck!" Ilias demands, slapping her across the head.
Michele obligingly suckles the member in her mouth. The man behind her squeezes more of the cool lotion on her backside and suddenly Michele realises what it is the man is massaging into her tight puckered anal bud. It's lubricant.
Before she can protest Michele feels her sphincter penetrated by a hard object.
Saheed is taking his prize as the leader and senior member of The Cabal. He eases her panties aside and guides the swollen glans of his penis into Michele's lubricated anus and stops once the head of his penis has penetrated her.
Michele wants to scream but can't because she has a mouth full of hard cock.
Michele moans as Saheed's cock forces its way past the tight bud of her sphincter. It is the most intense pain she has ever felt. Saheed's cock feels like a red-hot poker as it splits her back passage.
Michele bucks and tries to force the invading member from her rear entrance but Saheed takes hold of her hips to keep her still. She is powerless because the spreader bars severely restrict her movement.
"She is tight this one!" Saheed hisses, "Definitely unsullied!"
Ilias removes his penis from Michele's mouth.
"I will wait until you are done Saheed, I don't want this bitch biting my cock! She's bucking like a camel with a Bedouin up its arse," Ilias laughs.
Michele is crying in pain but tries to force herself to relax. She spreads her weight evenly on her hands and knees; her fingers dig into the satin sheet. Sensing her compliance Saheed pushes forward and more of his cock is forced past her clenched sphincter.
Michele raises her head and sees that the other three men are staring intently at her; they are all sporting large erections.
Sarina is slowly masturbating one of the men and another has his hand under her skirt. The look of lust on Sarina's face as she watches Michele being ravaged makes Michele feel even more degraded.
Michele soon realises resistance is futile and the best course of action for her is to try and minimise the pain. Her buttocks are still stinging from the cane and her anus is on fire.
"Oh God; please take it out?" Michele begs.
"Did you say you want more?" Saheed mocks the pretty transvestite impaled on his cock and pushes a little more of his turgid penis into Michele's passage.
His glans is now ringed by Michele's tight sphincter; she is gripping his cock so tight with her anus that he's afraid he will come too soon.
"Sarina!" he points at the tube of lubricant lying on the bed and clicks his fingers.
Sarina lets go of Ahmed's cock and Sadan takes his hand out from under her skirt. He licks cunny juice from his fingers. Sarina is getting hot watching Saheed fuck the transvestite businesswoman.
Sarina squeezes lubricant onto her fingers and then applies it to Saheed's shaft. He nearly comes, Michele's tight pulsing sphincter is pulsing around his glans and Sarina is rubbing the cool, slick lubricant along his shaft.
"Desist!" Sadan orders.
Sarina returns to the other three men who immediately begin pawing at her.
"Fuck this; I can't wait for Sadan to finish. I will go last with the mukhannath," Ahmed declares.
He bends Sarina over, lifts her skirt and stabs his throbbing between her legs impetuously. He rips her panties open and thrusts his cock deep into her vagina. He grips her hips and fucks her rhythmically. Sarina manages to stay on her feet; her high-heels tottering. She gasps and pushes back against the cock buried in her cunt. Bent over as she is, it's too tempting an offer for Ilias to refuse and he pushes his cock in Sarina's face. She takes the proffered member in her hand and guides it over her lipsticked lips and uses her tongue to lap at his fraenulum. She begins to suck on Ilia's cock while Ahmed fucks her hard from behind.
Saheed has taken a short rest with just the head of his cock inside Michele's anus and combined with the application of lubricant to his shaft, it has to some extent eased the worst of the pain. Now it is just uncomfortable, rather than burning. She wriggles her backside as much as the spreader-bar will allow, until Saheed's cock is not causing quite as much discomfort and then she forces herself to slacken her sphincter.
"That's better putta; now you are behaving like the whore you are to become," Saheed pushes a little more of his cock inside her tight ring.
Michele feels her anal passage distend as Saheed's cock invades her virginal back passage. Michele feels pressure and discomfort inside her again; the pain returns as Saheed's cock thrusts deeper inside her. She grits her teeth and tries harder to relax her anal muscles.
"Oh, oh, oh!" Michele gasps and Saheed smiles.
Tears of pain stream down her face but she perseveres and instead of fighting against Saheed she uses her own strength to control the rate at which his invading member is entering her.
After a few minutes of suppressed agony and silent screams she is fully impaled on Saheed's shaft; her soft buttocks resting against his groin. Saheed sighs as Michele holds herself still and relaxes her internal muscles allowing her anus to accommodate Saheed's swollen penis. Another beat passes and she is past the worst of the pain. She feels stuffed and invaded but the pain has begun to recede and becomes a feeling of general uncomfortableness.
"Nice and tight mukhannath whore," Saheed sighs.
Ahmed is fucking Sarina hard and fast, excited as he watches his friend fuck the transvestite dressed as a businesswoman. Sarina is bucking against him, finding it hard to stay on her feet. Ahmed fucks her from behind while Ilias stands in front of her with his cock in her mouth. She too is watching Michele being ravaged by Saheed and her excitement is reflective of the amount of juice dripping from her tight warm pussy.
Saheed pushes his groin and wriggles his hips swivelling his member around inside Michele, loosening the tight grip of her anal muscles on his erection. Pre-seminal fluid is leaking from the eye of his cock as he becomes more aroused and this further lubricates his shaft and he begins to slowly thrust his cock in and out of Michele's anus. Michele digs her fingers into the bed-sheets and tries to control the tempo as he begins to fuck her.
The long slow strokes and the steady stream of pre-come is lubricating Michele's back passage and helps her to relax her internal muscles. Now that the pain is easing somewhat, Michele decides that the best way to get the ordeal over with as soon as possible is to cooperate with the man invading her virginal anus. She gets into rhythm with Saheed, concentrating on getting her ravishment over with the least possible pain.
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Hassan the Overseer, the muscles of his gleaming black body rippling, pulled Belle to her feet by the hair."Big banquet tonight, my beauty," he said. "You'll be there." He grinned. "Not at table - as you once were, but to display your wares."Belle listened to the words with resigned despair. There was no more rebellion in her. She submitted as a slave should."Yes, Master," she said softly."Guests like to see tits like these," said Hassan, fondling the lush white orbs with his black hand. "And...
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I had been traveling for weeks exploring the Egyptian Pyramids and surrounding areas I crossed thousands of miles of desert on horseback my body aching for attention. I traveled by night and camped by day the blistering sun showed me no mercy. Alone in my tent I would lie awake and dip into my fantasies for company, only there did I find what I had been searching for all of my adult life, only there was my master. He was tall and his build total perfection. His lashes were long and looked spun...
Michele remained tied to the chair, covered in semen, defiled and confused. She isn't stupid; she knows that she has been kidnapped and is being held as a sex slave and knows that there is going to be worse to come. The door opens. A voluptuous dark-skinned woman enters; her heels click-clacking on the tiles. She is tall, at least six feet, she wearing a black chiffon tight pencil skirt that emphasises her small waist and clings to her thighs, the hem rests about six inches above her...
Michele remained tied to the chair, covered in semen, defiled and confused. She isn't stupid; she knows that she has been kidnapped and is being held as a sex slave and knows that there is going to be worse to come. The door opens. A voluptuous dark-skinned woman enters; her heels click-clacking on the tiles. She is tall, at least six feet, she wearing a black chiffon tight pencil skirt that emphasises her small waist and clings to her thighs, the hem rests about six inches above her knees....
Back in her cell Sarina helps Michele undress. "That suit isn't too bad; you can just brush it and hang it up. That blouse will need a soak to get the come out of it. Check out your lingerie and stockings and if they have any rips or tears just ditch them. You get an allowance for lingerie and hosiery; the boys are always tearing them because they are so rough, but anything else you clean yourself or replace it out of your own money," Sarina explains. "My own money?" Michele is...
Sadan pulls his cock from Michele's anus with an audible plop. Semen mixed with lubricant run in a rivulet from Michele's anus down her thigh and soak into her tattered stockings. Sadan wipes his cock on the remains of her ripped panties and then pushes Michele facedown on the bed. "You have performed well my pretty putta; better even than this afternoon. I'm glad I waited to fuck your infidel arse," Sadan spanks Michele's buttocks and reaches for his robe. Michele lies there panting...
Michele sat sobbing as she told Sarina about being taken forcibly by Jamhal, the Cabal's vicious pimp. She told Sarina how Jamhal had justified his actions because Michele was no longer unsullied. "Sullied, unsullied - it means nothing to the Cabal. You are their property and it is forbidden for anyone to touch you other than the Cabal or those they have given permission to do so," Sarina explained. "Like you?" Michele eyed her mentor, smiling mischievously. "Like me," Sarina smiled...
Cairo was a city I had longed to visit... the sites... the food! I had a few days to spend there at the end of a long business trip. I found a nice hotel downtown, very centrally located, and was able to walk most everywhere. In addition to seeing all the sites the tourist guides touted, I had one more "must do" thing on my mind. I'd always had fantasies about middle eastern men.... not sure why. I think I liked the color of their skin... and that they always seemed so dominant. Regardless, I'd...
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A good marriage requires stability, security and honesty. The wife said so, it must be so. With that in mind I set out to be the best husband I could be from the beginning. I joined up and after surviving Uncle Sam's boys club, I came away with the ability to provide a stable and secure future for our budding family.Although, I was away more than home, I provided the lifestyle my gorgeous wife required. Happily, I honored her wishes and built a small business capable of supporting her and all...
Meredith saw the cars parked near Brock's house. She recognized Zoe's Jeep, Melanie's Prius and Tara's Mazda. She considered simply driving past and putting off her confession for another day. Instead she turned into Brock's driveway behind his vehicle, identical to the one she drove. She had spent the past few hours building up her courage to talk to Brock. If she drove away now, she might never bring herself to be open and honest with him again. He deserved that much from her. He...
Crouched naked on my bed and with my ear pressed to the wall, I could hear Di having sex again.“Oh fuck, that’s so good, lick me there, on my clit, like that, yes.”“Jesus, babe, you’re so wet. And you taste amazing.”“Yeah, they all say that. Shut up and keep licking. I need to come.”There was silence for a few moments, apart from the creak of the cheap student bed and Di’s moans of pleasure. I pictured the anonymous guy’s face buried between her muscular thighs, dutifully tonguing her clitoris....
VoyeurAs she lay sleeping, in one powerful moment he wraps his hand across her mouth like duct tape and plunges his cock deep into her. As his weight presses into her, she is startled awake. He can tell she is confused, surprised, and wet. He wraps his hand with her hair as if he was riding a bull and he leans in and whispers:"Good morning my love."He had awakened her in this manner many times before, however, today it would be different. He will challenge her submission and devotion."There will be...
BDSMIntroduction: You guys have been so good to me… Thank you for reading! Comment and inbox me thoughts and ideas. Two years had passed since Mr. Connor and I took our relationship to a new level. It was also safe to say that we had sex in almost every room in the school… And thats not an exaggeration. Our situation was quite complicated. Tim and I (he hated when I called him Mr. C if we werent having sex) were spending so much time together, but we werent boyfriend and girlfriend…but at the same...
sky is getting dark,i looked up enjoying the view of the twilight for it has been lo ng since i last enjoyed such a view.tod ay five years ago my father died the doc tor said it was some sort of animal atta ck for his trout was ripped open and his body was like death itself,i was only 10 when he died and now am in high sch ool.i started walking to my friend's hous e then i saw a man forcing a young girl in her later teen to a lonely area by the street, he seem not to take...
Andy Valentine backed into the Parallax Technologies office, pulling the liftcart filled with soft drinks. He could have pushed the cart and it certainly would have been easier, but then he wouldn’t be showing the secretary behind the desk his best assets. He knew she was staring at his fit ass, clearly defined and on display in his tight blue jeans. He looked like an All-American blue-collar hunk. From his short, sensible brown hair to his muscular legs and tight ass, Andy looked...
The only thing that happened on our way to the palace was that we met a group of young men out on the town, but they took one look at the force of bodyguards and made themselves scarce. Everything was fine at the palace, and we were escorted into a private dining room. Along the way, I had been assured that the bodyguards would be ushered into the quarters reserved for the praetorian guards and would be fed and entertained. I could imagine what form the entertainment would take! As promised,...
The voluptuous young girl stirred restlessly on the rumpled bed. Her eyes fluttered open and fought with the darkness that permeated the thick stale air of the shabby room. Strange odors wafted through her nostrils, causing her brow to wrinkle slightly as though in deep concentrated thought. Her tongue circled her lips, tasting the slight pungency of a sticky moistness around them. Her eyes adjusted quizzically to the darkness and followed her form lying on the bed below. It was a strange...
Bonnie was studying to be an astro-physicist. Sitting in her university’s student lab, she was on the verge of a monumental break through. She was working alone tonight in front of a computer very focused on cracking a code. The glow of the screen highlighted her arched brows and full lips, creating shadows around her high cheek bones and the coils of her curly brown hair. She entered a long formula on the keyboard and shortly after, an electric zap came from a machine in the center of the...
"Ted, you got it wrong. Sure I feel for Judy, but I am not in love with that lady. Love feels different." I think I have told him that at least three times, but he always came up with new arguments."I don't care what you call it, infatuation, affection, fondness, or whatever; I say you are in love with this lady. I speak from experience, my friend." I guess he does have some experience. Ted has been married three times.But I disagreed. "Look, Ted. That lady is twenty-four years older than me,"...
Mature“Oh, FUCK!” I said, remembering something I’d forgotten. Then I had to laugh, because that’s exactly what I was on my way to do. And not with my husband of less than a year either. Right after we got married he got one of those super high-paying jobs that just owned him body and soul. We were lucky to eat dinner before 9 o’clock on weeknights and sometimes Saturdays. He had little energy for sex so we had to dedicate ourselves to that on Sunday. I’m pretty highly sexed, so that doesn’t work...
She’s tall, blonde, super cute and is sporting the prettiest little pussy that loves to get creampied so what’s not to love because this girl who loves sex. Even though this scene was shot back in September and is this cutie pie’s first sex on camera, good things come to those who wait. Well the wait is over and everyone who’s been hitting me up to release it can rejoice because Cam filled this tight little girls snatch up with his cum before sending her back home to her boyfriend. Love...
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