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From: an150295@anon.penet.fi

Subject: "Arab Slave" 3/3 (mf, rape, violence)



Collected by: wodan@drakar.stack.urc.tue.nl                           



                           Arab Slave (3/3)

                         By: Kinara in Thorns



                               Part 3

     

     Her bare feet hurt as she ran on branches and rocks, but

that didn't stop her. Already she could hear the excited voices

calling to each other in the garden.  They had wasted no time in

commencing their brutal game.  Janie dove into a thick bush and

crouched there, very still, her heart beat throbbing wildly.  She

heard Hassan laughing, then the sound of footsteps coming very

close to her.  Suddenly a voice cried out, and she was dragged

from the bushes.  Her captor was shouting for the others to come,

but she tore away from his clutches, ripping the silks that

covered her chest.  He lunged at the naked breasts, laughing, but

she managed to dodge him, and duck into the thick underbrush. 

Now the chase was on.  Branches clawed into her soft skin as she

stumbled through them.  The men were yelling and very close

behind.  Finally, as she thought her lungs would burst, she

tripped over a rock, and tumbled over, rolling on the ground til

she smashed up against the trunk of a tree.  Then they were on

top of her, tearing the remaining silks from her trembling body. 

She felt hands pulling at her, touching her over her whole body

as she struggled to break free.  Her hands were pulled up above

her head, and her legs were pulled so far apart, she thought her

ass would split.  Someone forced a cock down her throat so she

gagged, and another cock was thrust up her cunt. Fingers reamed

her delicate and still sore ass, and her breasts were slapped. 

She tried to scream, but it couldn't come out.  Instead she was

brutally fucked in every hole, over and over again, by so many

different people.  Finally, they let go of her arms and legs, but

she was too exhausted to move.

     One of them hoisted her up to her knees, grabbed her hair

and pulled her head back, so her face was exposed.  She moaned

and closed her eyes, refusing to look at their sneering faces.

She felt fingers digging in her mouth, forcing her lips apart and

her jaws open.  Then she felt and tasted the stream of liquid

hitting her tongue.  She gasped and spluttered, but her captor

held her head tight, and kept her mouth open, forcing her to

swallow.  Someone had just pissed in her mouth.  She retched,

then threw up all over the ground.  The man let her go and stood

around her with the others, jeering, kicking, and laughing.

     She was forced to lick her way up one man's legs and then

lick his balls before he beat her back down on the ground.  She

had to start over again, until she was finally allowed to suck

his cock.  As he got more and more excited, he grabbed her head

and started to fuck her mouth, shoving in hard and deep.  When he

came, it was an explosion in the back of her throat.  She

swallowed quickly so she wouldn't vomit again.  Then it was the

next man's turn.  He made her kneel on the ground with her ass in

the air.  Then he mounted her like a dog, and thrust his huge

cock in her ass.  She groaned with the pain, and grunted each

time he thrust.  Another made her suck his cock as she was being

reamed from behind.  The rest of the men shouted and jeered,

jerking off in her face, or whipping her flesh with sticks.

     Then Hassan said something to the crowd of guests, and they

produced a rope.  They pulled Janie up to her feet, tied the rope

around one foot, threw it around the branch of a tree, and hauled

her up, so that she dangled there upsidedown by her foot.  They

tied her other foot to another rope, and secured that to the tree

branch as well, tying it so that the two ropes pulled her legs

apart.  They left her like that while they went off to get drinks

and food.

     When they came back, they had a frightened servant girl with

them.  She was ordered to strip, and stand in front of Janie so

her cunt was just inches away from Janie's mouth.  Then Hassan

ordered Janie to lick the girl's cunt.

     "No."  Janie replied.  "You can't make me do that, you

twisted bastard."

     Hassan just smiled.  He said a few words to his friends. 

Three of them grinned, came forward and started to whip Janie's

cunt with thin sticks.  They whistled through the air as they

came down on her delicate exposed cunt.  She screamed and writhed

against the tree.

     "Lick her" Hassan ordered again.  The sticks came down

again, drawing blood.  Janie started to lick the trembling girl's

cunt, darting her tongue up and down the slit, probing her soft

flesh deeper and deeper into the vagina.  The servant girl

shuddered with the pleasure.  The sticks came down again, making

Janie shriek into the girl's cunt.

     "Suck her clit hard." Hassan ordered.  "Make her come."

     Janie obliged, grabbing the girl's ass and pushing her into

her face, she got her lips around the clitoris and sucked.  She

flicked her tongue up and down the clitoris until the servant

girl screamed and gushed into Janie's face.  The men cheered.

     Janie was brought down from the tree and her feet were

untied.  She wondered what other horrors they had in mind for her

tonight.  She didn't have to wonder for long.  Hassan had just

fitted his servant girl with a strap-on studded cock.  They made

Janie lick the plastic obscene thing while the servant girl stood

there and watched.  Then Janie was made to kneel down again, with

her ass in the air.  The servant girl was made to mount her,

shoving the strap-on cock into Janie's cunt.  Hassan whipped the

servant girl's ass to make her thrust harder and faster.  Janie

screamed with the pain to her already ripped up cunt, but still

the servant girl thrusted.  Several cocks bumped into Janie's

face, and she was forced to suck them one after the other, as hot

come splashed in her face.  Then, despite her pain, Janie started

to feel hot.  The friction of the strap-on in her cunt was too

much, and she shrieked as she finally came, then collapsed in a

faint.

     Hours later, when she woke up, she found that she had been

bathed and put to bed, her hands chained to the bed posts.  She

shuddered when she thought of all she had to endure at that

party, and at the things she would have to endure in the future

as well.  Would there be no release from this life as a slave? 

Could she never escape?  As she drifted slowly off to sleep

again, she vowed she would get her revenge on Hassan, and that

Rashid as well...But that would be in a different story.