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Je suis donc assise dans un fauteuil, complètement nue, pendant que Dominique va ouvrir la porte, après m'avoir ordonné de rester les jambes bien écartées et les bras le long du corps. J'entends une autre voix dans l'entrée, une voix de femme que je crois reconnaitre. Elles arrivent toutes les deux dans le salon et là, stupeur, la femme qui accompagne Dominique n'est autre que Véronique, la femme de mon patron. Véronique est une jolie femme, brune, d'environ quarante ans. Elle est vêtue d'un chemisier blanc légèrement transparent qui laisse voir un soutien-gorge également blanc qui renferme une volumineuse poitrine et une jupe assez courte. Pour couronner le tout, elle est perchée sur des escarpins avec des talons vertigineux. Je remarque qu'elle tient une petite mallette, Dominique fait les présentations :

— « Regarde, Véronique, je te présente celle que ton mari pense avoir comme employée modèle. En fait, c'est une salope en chaleur qui ne pense qu'au sexe et à s'exhiber en tous lieux et en toutes circonstances. Je suis en train de l'éduquer et je suis sûre que d'être exhibée ainsi, devant nous, elle mouille déjà ! »

Et au même moment, elle passe un doigt sur mon sexe qui, il est vrai, est complètement trempé. Elles s'asseyent toutes les deux sur un fauteuil situé en face de moi, Véronique pose la mallette à ses pieds. Pendant quelques minutes, elles discutent de choses et d'autres, sans vraiment s'occuper de moi, mais tout a coup, Dominique s'adresse a moi :

— « Mets-toi debout et viens te placer en face de nous, en écartant tes jambes au maximum ! »

Je m'exécute aussitôt.

— « Mets tes mains sur ta tête, qu'on puisse t'examiner. Regarde, Véronique, comment la trouves-tu ? »
— « C'est vrai qu'elle n'est pas mal foutue, elle devrait plaire à mon mari, ainsi qu'a ses amis, pas trop de cellulite, juste les nichons qui tombent légèrement, elle a le sexe bien lisse, par contre, elle a des traces de coups de martinet sur le corps, tu l'as punie ? »
— « Oui, je suis obligée, car elle a toujours tendance à discuter mes ordres. En plus, elle n'est pas foutue d'entretenir *** rasage, j'ai dû la raser avant que tu n'arrives ! »

Puis s'adressant à moi :

— « Tournes-toi que l'on voie ton cul, écarte bien tes fesses avec tes mains et penche-toi en avant ! »

Et s'adressant à Véronique :

— « Bien que sa chatte soit très ouverte, *** cul reste très serré et c'est pour cela que je t'aie fait venir, car si je veux la présenter à ton mari et à ses amis, il faut que *** cul soit bien plus ouvert ! »
— « Elle n'a jamais été enculée ? »
— « Je l'ai enculée avec un gode, mais elle a encore l'œillet trop étroit, il va falloir lui élargir *** orifice. As-tu amené tout ce qu'il fallait pour cela ? »
— « Oui, j'ai tout prévu ! »


À entendre cette conversation, je comprends que Dominique et Véronique ***t complices et qu'elles ont bien l'intention de me livrer à des hommes, dont mon patron et que je devrai assouvir toutes leurs envies. Cette idée m'effraie et des tas de questions me traversent l'esprit. Qui ***t les amis de mon patron ? Que vont-ils exiger de moi ? Que vais-je devenir entre leurs mains ? Je suis plongée dans mes pensées quand Véronique ouvre sa mallette. Je découvre une multitude de plugs, de godes et de godes-ceinture, de longueurs et de diamètres différents. Je sais que tous ces ustensiles ***t destinés à dilater mon sexe et mon petit trou et quand je vois le diamètre des plus gros, la panique m'envahit et j'en fait part à Dominique :

— « Dominique, s'il te plaît, ne m'enfonce pas ces choses énormes dans mes orifices, je vais avoir trop mal ! »
— « Tu ne peux pas dire que tu vas avoir mal avant de les avoir reçu en toi. Il se peut que ton corps de salope se prête très bien à tous ces godes. De toute façon, tu n'as pas le choix, nous allons te dilater les orifices et pour que tu restes docile, nous allons t'attacher ! »

Moi qui étais, depuis un bon moment, toujours penchée en avant, en écartant au maximum mes fesses, je me retrouve à quatre pattes, les jambes écartées et attachées pour que je ne puisse les refermer. Mes bras ***t ligotés derrière mon dos, ce qui fait que je me retrouve le visage plaqué au sol. Dominique et Véronique ***t, maintenant, derrière moi. Je suis offerte à leurs regards et je sais qu'elles peuvent faire de moi ce qu'elles veulent. Cette situation commence à m'exciter et je sens que mon entrejambe s'humidifie. À ce moment, Dominique passe la main sur mon sexe et se rend compte de mon excitation !

— « Regarde-moi ça, de savoir qu'elle va s'en prendre plein le cul, ça la fait mouiller ou, peut-être, est-ce le fait d'être attachée ? »
— « Ou peut-être, les deux ! », reprend Véronique.

À ce moment, je sens un gode qui ***** contre mon œillet, il me semble plus gros que celui avec lequel Dominique m'avait sodomisée lors de notre sortie en forêt. Mon cul s'ouvre assez facilement et Véronique me l'enfonce, sans ménagement, d'un seul coup ! Une terrible douleur envahit mon ventre, j'ai l'impression que mes entrailles ***t perforées, je crie de douleur !

— « Tu peux hurler, salope, per***ne ne t'entendra, nous allons te dilater le cul avec des godes de plus en plus gros ! »

Pendant ce temps, Dominique fait aller et venir le gode entre mes fesses et au bout de quelques vat et vient, je sens l'excitation monter en moi, la douleur a disparu et je recommence à mouiller. Dominique, qui me caressait la chatte, s'en aperçoit immédiatement.

— « Je crois que tu vas pouvoir passer à la taille supérieure, car notre chienne est déjà très excitée ! »
— « C'est vrai que *** cul s'ouvre assez facilement, c'est génial de nous avoir déniché une salope de ce genre ! »

Tout en parlant, Véronique a retiré le gode qui était dans mon cul et me le présente devant la bouche afin que je le nettoie avec ma langue. Je prends ce jouet entre mes lèvres, ce n'est pas très agréable, mais j'accepte tout de ces deux femmes dont je suis devenue l'objet sexuel. Pendant ce temps, Dominique a passé un gode-ceinture au diamètre impressionnant. Elle le présente à l'entrée de mon cul et essaie de le faire entrer, mais vu la taille de l'engin, mon œillet ne s'ouvre pas assez, elle ***** l'entrée, sans résultat, pendant que je hurle de douleur, Véronique intervient :

— « Mettons-lui du gel, il faut absolument que ça rentre, il faut la défoncer ! »

À ce moment, elle prend un tube de gel et m'enduit le cul. Le produit rafraichit mon œillet et un sentiment de bien-être m'envahit, elle me frictionne l'anus pendant un instant et je sens, aussitôt, le plaisir monter en moi. Je sens à nouveau Dominique *****r mon entrée et comme par enchantement, mon cul s'ouvre à nouveau et je sens ce gode énorme me remplir le cul. Dominique commence à faire aller et venir cet engin dans mes entrailles. Je ressens un plaisir immense, je ne pensais pas que l'on pouvait avoir tant de plaisir avec un gode de cette taille, logé au fond de ses entrailles. Pendant ce temps, Véronique caresse mon clitoris et je sens le plaisir monter en moi, je vais jouir ! Dominique, qui me connait bien, sent mon excitation :

— « Nous avons fait du bon travail, non seulement, on lui a bien éclaté le cul, mais en plus, elle semble y prendre du plaisir. Elle est prête pour d'autres aventures, nous avons le droit à une récompense. SI tu veux, Véronique, je t'autorise à faire ce que tu veux d'elle ! »
— « Je te remercie, je peux faire tout ce que je veux ? »
— « Absolument, c'est ta chose, autant que la mienne ! »

En entendant ces mots, Véronique se déshabille entièrement, c'est une très belle femme avec une forte poitrine qui se tient très bien et un sexe complètement épilé. Les deux femmes me détachent et m'allongent sur le dos. Véronique vient se placer au-dessus de mon visage, *** sexe est à quelques centimètres de ma bouche :

— « Allez, lèche-moi bien, je veux jouir sous tes coups de langues ! »

Pendant ce temps, Dominique, toujours harnachée du gode-ceinture, a pris place dans mon vagin et me défonce littéralement avec cette énorme queue artificielle .Je deviens une salope soumise entre leurs mains et le pire, c'est que j'aime ça ! Je lèche le sexe de Véronique pendant que Dominique me défonce Après quelques minutes, Véronique se laisse aller et elle jouit ! Sa cyprine envahit ma bouche, elle jute abondamment et j'avale tout. Je ne tarde pas à jouir également sous les assauts de Dominique qui n'a pas encore joui. Elle se retire de mon sexe et vient, à *** tour, se placer sur ma bouche pour que je lui suce le clitoris, elle ne tarde pas à jouir également.

Après cette séance, je crois que je vais pouvoir rentrer chez moi, mais Véronique, remise de sa jouissance, dit à *** amie :

— « C'est vraiment très agréable d'avoir trouvé une salope de ce genre, nous allons bien nous amuser avec elle, ainsi que tous nos amis. On va pouvoir assouvir tous nos fantasmes. Par contre, si tu veux que *** cul reste bien ouvert, il va falloir lui mettre un plug dans le cul et l'obliger à le garder tout le week-end ! »

Moi qui croyais en avoir fini avec ces deux femmes, je me retrouve, à nouveau, jambes écartées et Dominique m'enfonce un énorme plug dans le cul. Il rentre, d'ailleurs, très facilement !

— « Voilà, ainsi, tu vas pouvoir renter chez toi et garde bien ce plug dans ton cul toute la fin de semaine ! »
— « Pourrais-je prendre une douche et m'habiller avant de partir ? »
— « Ah, mais c'est vrai, tu ne t'es pas lavée ce matin, remarques tu n'es pas sale, mai j'ai une idée pour que ça vaille la peine de te laver, je vais te souiller, j'ai une envie pressante, suivez-moi ! »

Là-dessus, Dominique me prend par la main et m'entraine dans le parc qui entoure la mai***. Véronique nous suit, nous sommes toutes les trois entièrement nues et je me demande ce qui va encore m'arriver. Je suis très vite fixée sur mon sort.

— « Allonge-toi sur l'herbe, j'ai très envie d'uriner et tu vas me servir de chiottes et toi, Véronique, tu n'as pas envie e te soulager ? »
— « Si effectivement, mais moi, je vais lui donner à boire, elle a eu très chaud cette cochonne ! »

Je m'allonge sur l'herbe, elles me font écarter les bras et les jambes et elles s'installent à califourchon sur moi, une au niveau de mon visage et l'autre sur mon corps. Après quelques secondes, je sens un jet d'urine gicler sur mon visage et un autre coule sur tout mon corps. Véronique, qui se trouve à hauteur de ma bouche, me demande d'avaler *** urine. J'ouvre ma bouche et je déglutis pour boire sa pisse .Après s'être soulagées sur mon corps et dans ma bouche, les deux femmes me renvoient chez moi, nue et souillée d'urine, sans même avoir le droit de prendre un douche. Elles me claquent le cul en rigolant pour me faire monter dans ma voiture. Je suis arrivée à un tel niveau de bassesse que j'en ai honte et pourtant, je trouve du plaisir entres les mains de ces deux femmes.

Que m'arrive t il ? Jusqu'où vont-elles m'entraîner ?
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A New Life for Debbie

Home invasion

The door bell rang and Debbie went to open the front door of Debbie's home. It was, as expected, her eldest ******** Janet. She was a teacher in grammar school in Guilford. She had just accompanied her husband Mark at the airport. He was leaving for four weeks on a business trip to California. His wife didn't want to remain in their isolated home on the outskirts of Guilford alone until the beginning of the new school year. It had been a fateful decision but she didn't know it at the time.

Debbie was 44, medium height for a woman, with a rather luscious hourglass body : 44DD 34 40. Despite her age, she still attracted the attention when walking in the street. Her husband Tony was usually somewhat annoyed by the lewd eyes that followed her everywhere. After so many years of marriage, his interest toward his wife was slowly fading down. He had also left for business to Florida. Debbie was thus in charge of her whole family including the younger twins Joan and Samantha, 22 at that time who were both students living at home.

Debbie's ********s were copies of their ****** with buxom breasts, shoulder length light brown hair. Just Joan and Samantha wore theirs a bit shorter than their eldest sister and their ******.

Tony hadn't completed the house supplies before his departure. So, in less than a week, they had to go to the local upermarket to buy the groceries they needed. Four girls with no males with them couldn't repress their urgent need for shopping in the nearby commercial mall.

The weather was very hot, even for a summer afternoon. There would be probably storms during the evening. The girls had put on miniskirts and tee shirts, loose ones for the twins who were just beginning to be interested by their appearance. Janet, since her marriage with Tony had taken the habit of wearing sexier body hugging clothes like her ******. Many male eyes (and a few interested female ones) followed them when they visited the stores. Debbie and Janet had put on three inches heels pumps. With their hour glass figures, the heels made their hips sway in the most alluring way.

As they were about to leave the commercial mall, the group of girls crossed the way of four shady looking men, two white and two black, one of them was as large as a barrel : he could have been a Canadian logger, apart for his skin that was as dark as hell. Any of these men could make any woman in the mall drool with lust. They were really big, wide chested, with bulging muscles everywhere. Even Debbie felt her heart beat race up when the four men ogled her, clearly assessing her body and undressing her in their minds. Joan showed the black logger to her sister with a laugh.

- Look, it's Hulk. Just he isn't green but black!

The man had heard the comment. He loved terrorizing girls, especially one of these yummie ones. When he passed near them, he grabbed Joan's hand and drew her to him. She yelled in surprise and in fear as he jumped on the opportunity of letting one of his hands feel her bottom and her gorgeous proud breasts. . .

- Let me free, you bastard, or I call for the bobbies! Help!!!

- You can call, they have just left : I heard that there was an alarm at the Barclays bank on the opposite side of the town. They'll be back in one or two hours, I think. We have plenty of time, for some fun together, white trash!

His wandering hand cupped her chin to immobilize her. He bent to kiss her lips. Janet, always the teacher in authority, intervened to help her sister. Nobody else even tried to step forward to help the four women.

She had boasted of her self defense courses she attended in her school. The management had organized them following an attack in a classroom where the female teacher had been raped in front of her pupils by three hooded men who had taken her, one after the other quite quietly before leaving the school without being stopped. The police hadn't been able to retrieve the culprits although they had known the name of their victim. They were probably brothers or parents of one of the pupils but there were more than one thousand of them and the raped woman had been in post for ten years. They could even have been former students of her!

Janet moved forward to help her sister and in an almost perfect movement lunged at the offender. She touched him in the balls or at least near it as he had diverted the stroke sideways with his hand at the last moment. He must have practiced Judo, too! He accompanied her movement and fell to the floor. He immediately jumped up and started to inch toward the girls, with a ********* look in his eyes. Janet moved back hastily, unsure of what to do. At least, the bastard had left her sister free!

The second black man grabbed the shoulder of his friend and stopped him.

- Quiet, brother! There are too many witnesses hereby! We'll see them again, Tyrone. I promise it to you!

Abbie was smiling broadly. He had just found what he had been looking for, the reason why they had payed a visit to this mall : Their next shipment! He snapped his fingers to attract the attention of his whole gang. He prodded his forefinger toward one of the white men in his group.

- Al, follow these cunts! I want to know where they are living.

Debbie and her ********s had been so much frightened that they put an end to their shopping spree and hurried back to the parking area. Janet turned several times to watch whether they were followed but Al was more experienced than that. He had left his flashy jacket to Justin, the other white member of Abbie's gang. His instructors had been right : wear something flashy and the witnesses will just remember it and not your face. Discard it and you become again some innocent man in the crowd. It had helped him many times! The group of girls was making his job a pleasure. They went straight to their car less than one hundred feet from his own bike. He phoned to Abbie to tell him they were leaving.

Al was really lucky : there was not too much traffic, just enough to allow him to let a car between him and the girls' car. They would never discover they were followed. They drove more than ten miles until Debbie's car turned into a street with widely separated houses. Al thought that Abbie would really be pleased : the nearest neighbor was about a mile away from there, completely out of earshot. There was a long driveway leading to the garage and a close set hedge completely isolating the house from the street. Better and better : the girls could sunbathe in the nude without risks of prying eyes. They may soon frolick in the nude on the sundeck or in the grass but they would have little time to get a tan with a man always on top of them in the next weeks!

- Abbie, I'm to the west of Guilford in a small village named Warrington. You'll find a long straight street branching out just at the far end of the village. The sector is sparsely inhabited. It's the last house, surrounded by tall hedges. . . Yes, it's the perfect place for a home visit at night.

The weather was turning to really bad when Abbie's van arrived. A big storm with winds up to seventy mph and lightnings was scheduled. Abbie arrived with his big van and the rest of his troops. They pulled past Debbie's home. She had obligingly parked her car into the garage. The girls would have no way to escape if one of them broke free. Abbie ordered his companions to rest.

- We have two hours until the night falls down. Just wait and we'll pay these cute chicks a visit.

The weather got really bad outside and it became very dark. When the storm lightnings started, Abbie pulled the van into the drive to block it. No one saw or heard its approach with the noise of the thunders. The gang exited the van and looked for a way into the house starting by the back of the house. They had no difficulties finding a screen door open to let air in. They were in the kitchen and heard the four girls chatting while having their dinner. There was no male voices, just four girly ones, a real treat for such gruesome men.

Janet signaled that she wanted another bottle of Diet coke and asked if anyone needed anything from the kitchen. She entered but the lights seem not to function anymore.

- ****. One of these lightnings may have blown a fuse or burnt out the lamp!

At this moment, she felt a hand grabbing her shoulder while the other covered tightly her mouth, silencing her quite effectively. She couldn't scream to warn her ****** and sisters. The light was switched in soon after and she discovered to her horror that the man holding her so tightly was the horrible man she had tried to knee in the commercial mall, the man who had ******** her sister. Behind him, she could see the other members of his gang. Burglars? Impossible, they were too far from town. These men had followed their car. They wanted to avenge themselves on four defenseless women. Janet was then pushed into the room where the family was gathered. They unbelievingly turned toward the kitchen door and froze when they saw Janet with them.

After a silence as their brains digested the totally unexpected visit, they all screamed in unison. They knew what burly dangerous looking men could do to poor white women. And just to compound their fright, the leader of the gang was black and his monstrous henchman who held Janet in his arms was a black tower of muscles.

- Stop screaming, cunts. If you behave, none of you will get hurt but if you try something funny, this fine piece of meat will have her throat slit open. So cross your hands in your back with no fuss and offer them to be tied like true obedient chicks!

Abbie had placed a big frightening knife against Janet's neck. The girls turned toward their ****** whose mind was reeling from the stress. She couldn't find any way out, so she followed his instructions, crossing her wrists behind her back. She seemed unaware that the positions made her big tits jut forward in a very exciting way. She had kept her high heels and the non voluntary swaying of her hips combined with the offering of her proud melons to their view made the cocks of Abbie and his fellow gangsters, instantly erect. She advanced in his direction, slowly and quite reluctantly, then she turned her back to him and presented her wrists to be tied. The two younger girls followed their ******'s example.

When the three of them had been secured, Abbie sheathed back his blade with a grinning smile. He had engineered that break in perfectly and told to the other black man :

- See, Tyrone, I told you that we would see them again! This was the girl who tried to hurt you. Hold her for me while I assess her. Afterward, you may have all the fun you want with her!

- OK, Abbie!

Debbie was transfixed with fear : they had openly announced their names. They couldn't let them free afterward. God! She pictured her three ********s and herself stabbed or having their throats slit open and ******** to death on the floor! No! That couldn't be the end of their life. Anything but that!

Janet tried to break free when Abbie handed her to Tyrone. She wanted to bolt down to the kitchen and try to escape to the street. Someone could pass and save her. Little chances with the thunders all over their house, nobody would get out but Tyrone wanted to take his revenge from her. Tyrone had grabbed her arm and ****** her to remain still. The pressure on her elbows was so great, she felt as if the bone had been broken. She moaned in anguish. Tyrone produced a pair of cuffs and in a moment, Janet was safely secured, too!

Abbie came to face her. He slapped her cheeks twice very hard. Her nose began to ***** but she had no way to protect herself.
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- Never try to attempt something like that, white trash. Otherwise, I slice the face of your ****** and cut off her nose! Understood, slut!

Janet nodded sheepishly. The threat on her ****** had hit home! Abbie continued on the same menacing tone.

- The same is valid for any of you, If someone tries something funny, your ****** will suffer dearly and if your ****** misbehaves, it's the girl with a blue Tee shirt that will pay for it!

- My name is Joan!

She was rewarded by two ringing slaps on her cheeks. Abbie made her then bent down and he kneed her on her stomach.

- I don't care for your names! Sluts have no names. From now on, your ****** will be slut A, your sister that Tyrone holds is slut B, your sister is slut C and you're slut D. If I call one of you, you must reply : "Slut D, to your orders, master!" in a loud voice. If you fail answering in the proper way with a sufficiently submissive voice, you may have an appointment with my belt and I won't limit myself to your pretty bottom. In fact, the thrashing may include your belly and your tits. Understood, slut? What's your name?

- Oh, I'm J. . ., no, I'm slut D, to your orders, Master!

The girls seemed really tamed now. The real challenge would be to obtain their ******'s acceptance of their new roles in life.

- Good, slut, I love having obedient sluts on hand! Where was I?

- You wanted to assess our captives!

- Ah, yes, thank you, Al! Relax girls, I'll just push my forefinger into your twats and ass holes to see whether or not you're a virgin and how loose you are, back and front. As I'm caring for you, I'll push my finger into your mouth, cover it with saliva. It's a treat for you, otherwise, it may hurt a lot, especially up the ass. Remember the consequences if you try to bite my finger! Ready, slut?

- Slut B, to your orders, Master.

The girl who was to be the first to be raped seemed quite calm now! Abbie lifted her skirt in front and plunged his forefinger into her mouth and let her smear her saliva over it with her tongue. He pushed it into her gash. It was dry and the saliva would be a much needed lubricant! God this girl was no virgin and her husband (he had seen her wedding and engagement rings on her fingers) seemed to be very well hung as she was very loose. He was able to enter three fingers into her twat and make them see saw into her. He took his fingers out and wiped them on her tee shirt.

- You're married, slut?

- Yes, master!

- And he seems to be reasonnably well hung! Your cunt is rather loose. No ********, yet?

- No, Master, we had planned for one, next year!

- You may have to change your planning! Are you on the pill and when is your fertile time due?

- I'm on the pill and my fertile time should start in three days!

- Good, we'll still be there for discovering who among the four of us will have the privilege of breeding you!

Janet's head fell down and she began sobbing and crying. Her husband and she had for so long expected that baby! This much desired testimony of their love would never come to life.

- Now grease again my fingers and turn around, slut. It's time to assess your ass hole. Humphhhh, quite tight, you're a virgin there, aren't you?

- Yes, Master. My husband and I have never gone anal. It's dirty and it hurts! Please, pull off your finger!

- When you'll have had our dear Tyrone's gigantic dong reaming it a couple of times, you may dance on another rhythm! I bet twenty bucks with you that, before we leave your house, you'll beg for it on your knees in front of your sisters and your ******.

- Oh no, I prefer dying than being faced to such a shame.

- Don't be theatrical. After a few days of accommodation, you'll find plenty of pleasure in what we intend to do to you!

Janet sobbed again as she realized her fate had just been sealed and her opinion had just not been asked. In the eyes of Abbie and his gang, she was no longer a human being, but just a piece of property, to be used and ****** as her owner would deem it fit! She had no control on her life any more. Was there a lower status for a woman on earth?

- Tyrone. You may use her cunt immediately, just don't be too ****** with her. Let her time enough to stretch out to accommodate your donkey like cock. If you damage her, I may **** you! For her ass, I'll clear the way myself this evening or tomorrow and you'll be able to ream her ass too. It'll be her punishment for trying to hurt you. We'll make the formal ownership formalities immediately afterward.

- Come, slut and don't forget the sentences of allegiance.

- Yes, Master, I'm slut B, at your orders, Master

Tyrone sported a huge smile as he pulled Janet to the door of one of the bedrooms. The poor girl was desperate and turned toward her ****** and sister in misery. They couldn't do anything to help her. Tyrone let the door ajar and soon after, they hear muffled screams as her new Master used her. Initially, there was much fear in her voice, as she was stripped down and her tee shirt was shredded into pieces by the huge hands that prodded ruthlessly her most sensitive and intimate places in her body. Tyrone hadn't untied her wrists. He had peeled down her skirt, her panties and bra, leaving her in her shoes and tee shirt. Then he had grabbed the collar of her last garment and had ripped it off without any visible effort. When she was naked, he threw her on her back on the bed. In departure from his wild man appearance, he was not a beast and began to caress her breasts, sliding his hands along her shapely legs, insisting on the back of her knees and the interior of her thighs. In no time, she found herself panting and whispering :

- Oooh, it's so good, go on, Master, please, do it harder! Again Master!

All these caresses weren't loving care of his partner but steps on her way to reeducation. Her wrists crushed under her back were a constant reminder of her slavish situation. He pushed her to the edge of a climax and stopped abruptly, nibbling his earlobes. He made a searing remark :

- Do you think that your husband would approve how you react?

Quite evidently, that sneering comment made her fall from her trance. She was ashamed by her own reactions but Tyrone was patient. He started again nibbling at her clit and caressing her most sensitive zones. In a few minutes, she was back at the brink and again he stopped his ministrations. She begged to him to obtain a much needed release. He denied it to her once more.

- No I want you to cum with my cock pounding at your cervix in front of your sisters and ******!

- Ohhh, please, no, master, it would be so shameful!

- And I want to make you into a shameless whore. We'll see in a few minutes who will win!

Tyrone positioned himself between her legs she had invitingly, you could say wantonly, parted to offer herself to his penetration. He nudged the tip of his cock against her clit and began to ease it in slowly. From time to time he unsheathed carefully his tumescent cock from her engorged twat to grease it with her now liberally flowing cunt juices. When he felt it was greased enough, he just pushed his cock forward by one inch, then he pulled back by one half of an inch before pushing back in by a full inch and so on. His cock was really monsterous : about thirteen inches long, four inches and a half in diameter. It was considerably bigger than a big beer bottle and he had the wits of entering the little Janet to her cervix!

Entry was rather painful for her as her husband, although well hung, have never stretched her to that terrible size. Tyrone was doing his job quite carefully, avoiding to cause any real damages. He had a fleeting thought that he was ruining this pretty wench for her husband and the other more normal members of the human race. Resizing to normal dimensions would take months and Tyrone meant to use regularly that pretty woman until she had been delivered to her final destination. If her future owner decided to have her fucked by dogs, donkeys or stallions, she should blame fate and not him.

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Finally the tip of his cock entered in contact with her cervix and began to hammer against it. Janet screams changed gradually from pain to ecstasy. She planted her nails into the palm of her hands but the pleasure was gradually getting higher. The next time he froze to tease her somewhat, she broke down completely.

- No, No, Master, fuck me, cum into my pussy, drown me with your potent baby making seed, fuck me, breed me, in front of my sisters if you want but let me cum!

Tyrone obliged carrying her into the dining room, still deeply impaled on his cock. He put her on the floor, a few feet in front of her ****** and rammed forward. Her cervix opened under the indomitable push of his loins. She screamed as the last inches of his cock proudly parted her womb. He was so tightly sheathed in a velvety grip that he needed just a few see saw movements before he spewed his sperm deeper in her belly than any man before him. The next thunder resonated like baby's babbles.

When Janet fell back, completely exhausted with Tyrone on top of her, Abbie turned his attention toward Debbie. He told Al to help her in front of him, standing up. She had a proud rebel look and Abbie decided to break her down as fast as he could.

- Who are you, slut?

- I'm not a slut, bastard!

She was challenging his authority and he couldn't accept that. He punched her hard in the stomach. She fell on her knees, unable to stand.

- I had told you that you would pay if you misbehaved. You'll see that it wasn't a vain threat. Justin, help me to put her on her belly.

Before making her rest on the low table, Abbie bunched her skirt around her waist, peeled down her panties and ripped off her bra and her top.

- Next time, I want you to undress in style. I think you'll have to learn how to make a decent strip tease. You've the biggest melons in your family. Having you dance while undressing will make your big jugs wobble appetizingly and I'll enjoy watching you.

- Oh never! Never will I perform such indignities!

- Your ******** didn't want to cum with Tyrone's cock deep in her cunt in front of you and she did. There will be quite a lot of things you don't want to do and you'll end up doing for our pleasure. Put in your head that it's too late to want or not to want something. The first time we'll go back to the commercial mall, you'll wear what I would have told you to put on and offer yourself in a booth or behind some hedge to the people I will tell you. Today, you're going to be punished, but next time, it maybe your youngest ********, slut D, isn't it?

Joan stepped in immediately.

- Yes, master, I'm slut D, at your disposal!

- Come on, slut D, I require your assistance.

- Anything you want, Master!

- Justin, give me the rabbit!

Justin fumbled into a wallet. He produced a big black dildo with several attachments. Debbie identified them quite easily there was a deep plunger for her cunt, an anal intruder for her ass hole and a clit teaser. In addition, there was a vibrator hidden in the body of the sex toy, a rotating segment that could vary automatically the angle of penetration of the rabbit. There were even a series of two tiny metallic buds that could provide electric shock on her G point, on her clit and on her cervix. She knew it as her husband Tony had bought a similar one four years before, at the end of their adventurous period. Hers was blue. The black one was just bigger, offering probably stronger sensations. The toy always made her climax in a few minutes. She clenched her fists, determined to resist such a nasty use of a simple sex toy. She would never give Abbie the perverted pleasure of having her asking for her release in front of her ********s.

Abbie explained quietly what he expected from her. Not very surprisingly, he wanted her to handle the sex toy, working it into her ******'s cunt and ass hole. Debbie would be on her back on the table with her body totally available from her waist down. What was perverted was that Abbie would whip her breasts and cunt with his belt and continue so until she climaxed. Her ******** would have the choice of really fucking her with the sex toy or leaving her getting whipped just in front of her eyes. Any normal woman would try to shorten her ******'s ordeal. So Joan would have to actively fuck her! Another defiling act for Debbie!

Joan had chosen rather rapidly between her two options and Debbie was now groaning, moaning quite desperately under the ministrations of her own ********. Debbie had even started to encourage Joan as the pleasure was too strong for her.

- Ooohhh, darling, push it a bit deeper into my ass, Yesss! You're just on my G spot! Keep it there, harder, Joan. Now, shock my ass hole! Aaahh, continue, it's so gooood! Again, please!

Abbie at one moment saw that Debbie was about to cum. He hastily, pulled out the vibro from Debbie's cunt.

- Now, slut D, you have five minutes to make your ****** come with your tongue and mouth. After that, I'll resume my whipping of her breasts with my belt. It will hurt a lot : her nipples are puffy and very sore! Your choice!

- Master, May I tell you, you're really a bastard!

- I'll punish you for that later but now you've lost half a minute!

Joan bent down and took her ******'s clit between her lips while she twisted Debbie's nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. She was clearly exhausted but bravely fought on to protect her ******. Abbie ordered Samantha to take care of her ******'s mouth and breasts to allow Joan to concentrate on her ******'s clit and cunt, pushing her fingers inside. Her two youngest ********s must have been less virginal than they looked as they pushed Debbie to a roaring climax. She lost the control of her bladder and peed on the floor, splashing droplets even on Joan's face. The poor girl seemed utterly disgusted but the situation became instantly even worse when Joan's head was suddenly yanked backwards. Abbie had grabbed the tatters of Debbie's top and used it to wipe hastily the pee from the floor and her own face.

- Good job, girls! Now, let's see the punishment for slut D!

Joan stopped breathing, fearful of what Abbie had concocted for her. He drew back her hair, pulling it ever harder. She opened her mouth to scream and he shoved the pee soaked top into her gaping open mouth. The dripping pee that fell on her tongue and covered her palate gave her nausea but Abbie ****** her to keep the soiled cloth into her mouth. He even gagged her with scotch tape to prevent her from spewing it out.

- Beware : if you vomit now, you may drown in it. It's a rather unpleasant way to die. . . and a loss of invaluable property for us!

Joan was turning green in disgust. She made the maximum not to throw out but Abbie wanted the lesson to sink in for the four girls. When all of them would be broken, they could enjoy the four girls really with no risk of a mutiny. He was already pretty sure of Debbie's reaction : she had the stuff of a first class whore, maybe of international class call girl. Her age didn't matter, at least for the next ten years or so. She was curvy, her waist was slim, she wore mini skirts and high heels in the most alluring fashion and most of all, she was clever and horny. There was no risk in this affirmation : when he had assessed her cunt, it was dripping wet. He wouldn't have needed any lubricant to enter her with his big cock She would have been ready to entertain Tyrone directly. It would have been extremely painful, she surely knew it but she would have accompanied him to one of the rooms with a big smile and joy in her heart, he was sure of it and she would have performed her whore duty to his complete satisfaction.

Abbie had noticed her still very strong influence on her ********s. If he didn't shatter Debbie's authority on her three ********s, they would follow her to hell like sheep! Usually, when he ********* a woman with her ******, they had better separate them but he felt that making the eldest ******** cum with Tyrone's cock in her womb had been a masterful idea. The three spectators had been fascinated, dreaming of replacing their sister or ******** in Tyrone's embrace and be led to an Earth shattering orgasm in public. No really, this wench had a very good potential, she just needed to be pushed a bit further, always challenged, walking on her tiptoes but never pushed too far to fall down. Abbie knew she was of a special race, girls you find with kings, presidents, big CEO of international companies or stars : pretty, clever and horny. The power and the wealth of their partners was the peps they craved for. Unfortunately, many of them were simple housewives or teachers. At least, this one would be saved from such a wreck if he was up to his task. God, was he getting a crush on this pretty mature woman? He would have to make her do a few nasty and perverted things.

- Slut D, I may change your punishment if you and your ****** promise to obey strictly my next orders. If so, just kneel in front of me!

Joan couldn't answer in the proper way but she nodded feverishly, a glint of hope in her eyes! Debbie seemed relieved. She had anxiously followed her ********, fearing for her life. Both women kneeled meekly in front of Abbie.

- OK, Justin, bring me two collars, two leashes and the piercing kit. Take slut C to carry the items. Sluts are here to do all the chores in this house, after all!

Joan and Debbie felt their ***** pressure soar : a piercing kit! Who would have soon body jewels? Joan thought that it would be part of her punishment but Debbie wished that Abbie would decide to pierce her too. She had looked to pierced models in magazines with longing eyes but she had been stopped by fear of sneering from her husband and her ********s. Abbie had destroyed these makeshift barriers and set her free! She promised to herself that she would do her best to satisfy him. The growing heat in her breasts and her pussy informed her he had ignited a fire in her belly that would never stop burning. She would need cocks and big cocks for the remainder of her life and she really needed one now!!!

Samantha came back carrying the items Abbie had asked. She had still her arms pinned to her back and she could just hold the collars and the leashes with her fingers. Justin had placed the handles of a leather wallet, probably the piercing kit in her mouth and she had clenched her jaws to hold it tight. It was relatively heavy. Samantha seemed elated when she was told to deposit the wallet to the right of Abbie. It was the first time, she had been asked to participate in the action since the invasion of their home. Janet had clearly enjoyed the first time one of these men had fucked her. She could never pretend it had been a **** and since then, Janet hovered around Tyrone, kneeling at his feet when he remained in an armchair with her thighs wide open.
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Their ****** seemed to be attracted by the gang chief. Her initial resistance had evaporated and Samantha had noticed that when he was around, Debbie pushed forward her tits, hollowed her waist and pushed back her bottom. For any spectator, she was clearly doing her best to seduce him. Joan was on stage for the time being but it should be her own turn afterward and she was waiting anxiously for it. Her cunt was overflowing with love juices in anticipation. She had realized two years before that she loved to show off, maybe some kind of an exhibitionist while her twin sister was much shyer.

Maybe, this cute white man who had led her outside naked with her hands tied would be the first to fuck her. At 22, she was still a virgin although she had given some head to really good friends and engaged in hot 69 parties at University, mostly with other students but twice, as she was *****, with girls. She had enjoyed both. She preferred boys but if a girl asked her out, she had no difficulty with it.

- I'm going to untie both of you and as I'm still not sure you'll not try to bolt away, I'll use leg irons to prevent it. Slut A first!

Debbie offered her hands to be untied. He rapidly freed her wrists. He took a red leather dog collar and fastened it tight around her throat.

- Now you're my slave! I'm claiming you as my per***al servant for the duration of my stay here.

He used a big marker to write an A on her forehead and stenciled "Abbie's whore" on her shaved pussy.

- Tell me, cunt, I noticed that your ********* and yourself had their pussies shaved. It isn't that usual hereby except for whores. Having the four of you, maybe even the youngest ones, I think, done in this exquisite way, excites my curiosity.

- We aren't shaven, master, our cunts and asses have been laser depilated and it's permanent. My husband loves to suck my clit and hates being hampered by untidy hair. I shaved myself but as it grew back, the tickle was impossible to withstand. So I opted for laser. I love the feeling of a smooth cunt, so I decided to offer the same treat to all my ********* on their eighteenth birthday. Janet's husband enjoyed it. He told it to me once!

- I see. Maybe you had a precognition of your future, that you'd meet plenty of men who would enjoy caressing a smooth bald pussy, people not interested by ******** girls, but by more mature sexy women.

Abbie, as he watched closely Debbie's body, felt his cock grow hard and erect. He had to speed up the process. He attached the second collar around Joan's neck and fixed the leash to the ring on it.

- You'll service Al but I need to assess you. Stand up, slut!

Joan blushed beet root. She whispered to him.

- Master, I'm still a virgin and so is my sister! But I'm so slick that you won't need my saliva for lubricant, I think!

Joan may be extremely shameful of revealing publicly her virginity but she was also quite excited to announce that her cunt was sopping wet, dripping with her juices in wanton anticipation.

When Abbie pushed his right forefinger into her gash, she moaned in delight. God, this young slut was quite eager to be serviced. This house which should have become the house of horror for these four beauties was turning rapidly into a training center for future whores. The situation was getting out of his hands. Maybe he should call his superiors and ask to be allowed to jump to the next step and really receive the first paying customers of this family!

Samantha couldn't repress her joy : she was to be mated with the handsome Justin. She had noticed the bulge in his jeans. It was way bigger than those of the friends she had wanked on occasion at Uni and in the vicinity, in their parents' homes or in the back of a car. She was also a virgin but probably much more experienced than her sister.

- Al, you may use her back passage freely. Just try to go slowly for the first times. She is less tight than her ****** but don't damage her. Understood, chap?

- Aye Aye, boss.

- Don't touch her cunt. It will fetch a good price when she'll be auctioned. About two grand, I think! And I didn't count the spectators!

- Spectators?

Joan and Debbie had spoken in uni***. For both of them, the deflowering of a girl is a most intimate moment. Nobody but the girl and her partner should attend to it.

- Remember that you're now WHORES! People are ready to pay a big wad of money to deflower a virgin girl but much more are ready to pay a tenth of that to watch it and their presence excites the winner of the auction and quite often, the girl too. Take my opinion of it : you'll keep a marvelous souvenir of the ceremony!

Abbie decided it was the good time to retire to bed. The four couples he had designated went upstairs, the men helping the women to prevent them from falling in the staircase as Janet and Samantha still couldn't use their hands. They were jealous watching their ****** and sister having their hands free.

Debbie pulled back her skirt that was still bunched around her waist as she entered the main bedroom. For her, it was an extremely important moment. Never before, any stranger had ever entered that door. She was ashamed by her pleasure to let Abbie in, thinking he would be the first to enter her. Her *** in law she had fucked just once had done it in his own bedroom when his wife Janet was shopping.

She cuddled coyly in Abbie's arms.

- Master, may I help you out of your clothes?

- By all means, my pretty whore, you're about to receive your first customer!

- That will be my pleasure, Master! I love men with big cocks who know how to use it on poor white desperate women like me!

Debbie unbuttoned his shirt, before opening his fly with growing impatience. When she popped open the button at his waist, she slid down the pants, discovering boxers filled up by a huge mass which tried to escape from the confines of the garment. She cooled her lust with a terrible display of will and slowly pulled down the boxers. His thick pubic hair appeared then his cock sprang out in the air, already pointing out toward her mouth. It was longer and bigger than Debbie had ever imagined a cock could be. Her husband must be about the third of this gorgeous prick. She needed it NOW, in her mouth, in her cunt, anywhere he wanted,. . .! She knew the protocol she had to follow then.

- Master, may I take your most magnificent cock in my mouth?

- Of course, slut, do it!

She opened her mouth into a nearly perfect ring and pushed her head on it. Her lips closed around his head and parted slowly to let the whole knob into her mouth. She didn't try to stop the movement. She remembered all the advices she had read in her magazines and relaxed as completely as she could her throat muscles. The tip of the cock was now entering the back of her mouth, pushing aside her cion. She fought the nausea reflex and allowed Abbie to push deeper. There were still six inches to go! She was breathing only through the nose : her mouth was completely occupied by a warm gigantic unyielding log. She had a vertigo.

When her conscience was back, she discovered that he had totally entered her mouth, his balls were now banging against her chin as he was hammering against her face. She felt him grow even further as he slid back and fro into her gullet. There was now some urgency in his movement. She squeezed her lips around his cock to increase the pleasure for him. She wanted him to cum into her mouth and to cum hard! It was her womanly duty, her duty of obedient whore. She repeated in her head several times, like a mantra : Now, you are a real whore and you master os owning you! He at last spewed what looked like gallons of cum deep in her throat. Her only options were to swallow it all or drown. She chose the first, quite evidently, massaging his cock with her throat muscles in the process.

Abbie pulled back slowly from Debbie's thoroughly used mouth. His cock sprang out, still erect and hard. She lay down on the bed, opened her legs as wide as the leg irons allowed it and drew her arms toward him. He placed her legs above his shoulders, letting the leg irons glide down behind his head. He pushed his cock against her twat. Her pussy was oozing fluids. She really needed him, deep and hard! He needed no further encouragements. He hunched forward and drove in a single movement, the first three inches of his cock inside her. She screamed immediately. He may not be that deep inside her but her cunt had never been stretched so far! When her whimpers had disappeared, he pulled back by one inch before humping forward by three more inches. Gradually, with inexhaustible energy, he pushed forward inexorably. Debbie was now screaming continuously.

- Oh, Master, you're terrible! It hurts really! Could you slow down somewhat, let me cool down? Aaarghhhhh! You're stretching me far beyond anything in my life. Have pity, Master, help me! Please, just stop for a moment! Ooohhhhh It's too much!!!

Abbie's only answer was to increase even more the strength of his strokes. Debbie realized suddenly that he had stopped pushing his cock into her over stretched pussy. She understood a moment later that he couldn't get further. He was banging against her cervix, embedded to the hilt in the recesses of her belly. She slowly calmed down but he started the eternal see saw movements of his cock inside her. The painful stretching of her cunt had given way to a pleasant warm feeling of total fullness, of complete achievement. That man was what she had needed all her life, her perfect complement! She wanted at that instant to keep this wonderful log like cock in her belly for the rest of her life! He filled her womb to the brim with his inebriating ******. She was his, totally his for life!

Through the door that Abbie had left open in his haste, the screams, whimpers, moans, groans and the squeals of heavily worked springs and beds were filling the silence of the night. The thunders had stopped and the only understandable noises were the desperate pleas of her *********, encouraging the men who mounted them to further heroic achievements. As she cooled down on the bed, she successively heard her three ********* screaming something like :

- Again!, harder, deeper, Oh my god, fuck me, stretch my ass, fill me with your hot cum!

This house was no more a respectable home for a quite decent family but a whore house in full swing!
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the second day

On the next morning, everyone woke up around nine. Just as a precaution, Abbie had disabled the phone, the computer and everything the girls could have used to call for help. It seemed that his caution was unnecessary because the girls were still in their partners' arms when they woke up. The four of them had black circles around their eyes and the relaxed appearance of well fucked women. Abbie had proved tireless as he had fucked Debbie five times during the night, alternating between her mouth, her cunt and her ass. The last time, in the early hours of the mornings had been a leisurely blow up. When she started, she had seen brown stains on his cock, the remains of their previous encounter when he had used for the second time in her life her ass. The first time had been long and rather painful. He had warned her it was unavoidable as her ass had never been visited by a cock in forty four years. Breaking her pot would be a very difficult task even for a seasoned black male like himself.

The second time had been much easier as her back passage had remained much looser than initially. He had even been able to make reach her first anal climax even if he had helped her somewhat with a gentle initial frigging of her clit. He had stopped it when she was on the verge of cumming and it was purely the sensations in her anus that had given her such a tempestuous pleasure. She pleaded to him to let her clean him.

- For sure, slut A!

- Wait, master, I'm going to fetch a wet tissue!

- Quiet, cunt, you've the perfect tool with your mouth, your tongue and your saliva!

- But it's disgusting, it's DIRTY!

- Sure and that is what arouses me and you, I think, as you're probably even more pervert than I am! You're a whore, a whore for big black cocks! So you must perform any whore's duty and sucking and cleaning a soiled cock is definitively a job for a good whore!

After arguing a few more minutes, she provided him the service he expected. She was again a natural at it. She wouldn't need to be taught, just shown a few trade tricks and she would be the best cock sucker in South England. . .

He called for his friends:

- Guys, let's take our breakfast. The girls will prepare it for us, just another girls' duty. Al, you check on them. Sorry, cunts! It's just intended to prevent you from funny attempts of using kitchen knives or escaping through the windows! You stay naked while you prepare food and you'll sit on your designated partner's knees for breakfast. He'll give you crumbs of bread with marmalade and a few pieces of scrambled eggs. I don't want you to grow fat. I know that you've had plenty of physical activities this night, as you'll have every night for all your life, now but if you lost ten pounds each, you'd be even more enjoyable to fuck!

The girls started to chat gaily together, comparing their experiences during the previous night while they prepared food. Abbie asked a few questions to Debbie's *********. Al and Justin had used only their mouths and asses following the orders they had been given. Tyrone had used only Janet's cunt as her ass was out of limits for him. They were a really good team, a fucking good team indeed!

- Slut A, I'm very proud of you. I may allow you to win back your name. What is it, by the way?

- I'm Debbie, master.

- So your whore pseudo will be Dee. You're going to show me how far you're obedient : I've changed my plans. I'll start the formal ownership formalities with you today as you'd been fucked in mouth, cunt and ass. Your ******** will wait for her turn, when I've inaugurated her ass, opened it for our good friend Tyrone!

- So now, let's take care of your body jewellery, sluts. Normally I would have placed a thick ring to each of your nipples but it may be too heavy a weight on your superb melons. So, we'll settle for a ring on each of your cunt lips, another on your clit hood and a last one in your septum.

- My what? I haven't understood, master!

- Your septum, the wall between your nostrils. I'll put a small ring there. You'll be often led on a leash attached there. Men love it!

- But I'll be then like a cow!

- Exactly, Dee. That's what makes men crazy about it. I'm less a fan of it but it'll surely increase your sex appeal for most of your future customers.

Abbie applied ice cubes on the places he wanted to pierce. He explained them that, usually, he pierced the girls with just that minimum anesthesia. It would be painful, especially the clit hood and the septum but it helped break the girls to obey their masters. As Dee and her ********s were well beyond that point, he would skip that unpleasant moment by applying a Novocain spray. Ten minutes later, Dee and Joan were discovering their brand new jewels in a mirror in Dee's bedroom. Abbie couldn't refrain them from touching, caressing the rings that now adorned their most intimate parts.

He gave them a few precisions : the clit ring will permanently stimulate it. If you run or dance too fast, you may cum without further stimulation. You'll need to get used to it! Of course, if you're fucked, it may improve your sensations a lot. The cunt rings are just there to padlock your cunt and forbids access to unauthorized cocks, especially so when you'll have to be bred by a special customer. He will pay around forty grand to have a baby from you but you'll continue your daily activities like any whore.

Joan couldn't stop of inquiring :

- How many men will use us, every day, Master?

- It'll depend : one if someone books you for a day, a week or a month, around twenty if you're employed in a high class brothel or as a hooker in the street and up to one hundred if you work in a house for guest workers, immigrants or such a thing.

- But we'll run serious risks for our health!

- None, be sure of it, cunt! You're too valuable for that! All the people in our organization and regular customers are checked for HIV and other venereal diseases every week. The unregistered people are requested to wear condoms when they fuck you!

He explained them that they would be bred once a year to allow them to regain their strength. The babies would be adopted, the fee for adoption was around thirty grands, standard fee for a fuck was two hundred dollars with bonuses for group sex, BDSM and watersports. A girl could earn for the house four grand a day at the very minimum. They had two days off every week. Their global income will be around one million bucks a year. They were really valuable property indeed and the money for babies just a mere trifle! But fucking pregnant women was always a turn on for many men!

- Speaking of pregnancy, Debbie, are you on the pill?

- Yes, master. I should have taken one already this morning.

- You're joking! Come and show me where they are!

Debbie was past arguing. She led Abbie to the bathroom next to her bedroom and showed him the pack.

- Good! Take them out of their blisters and drop them in the toilets bowl!

- But I'm right in my fertile time. I may be old but. . .

- Fuck off with that old crap. Look at yourself in the mirror : no wrinkles on your face and neck, your breasts are still not sagging empty pockets and you still attract men's eyes in the street, isn't it true?

- Yes, for sure. I can't deny it!

- Now, you'll be totally taken care of. You won't have to tidy the apartment, prepare food for your husband and ********s, visit friends and family, pay the gas and electricity bills or your mortgage. You'll just take care of your body, choose on on-line catalog sexy clothes and shoes and receive men to give them the pleasure they are looking for. Just think of the advantages of your new situation!

- Mmh! You're trying to sell me something, Master!

- Just giving you pieces of information. You may love to be a pampered house whore! Now off with your pills.

- God, you are in that a hurry to knock me up!

- We are leaving in ten days and I want the pregnancy tests positive for you and your eldest ******** then! Your cunt is my private property until then!

- Aye Aye, Master

- Now let's prepare you for the ownership ceremony. Did you keep your wedding dress, Dee?

- Yes, Master, everything : the gloves, the white stockings and shoes, the lace knickers and bra and the veil. And I can still wear them: my husband makes me put them on at the restaurant every year for our wedding anniversary!

- How touching but this charming custom is coming to its end, I'm afraid of it! I want you to put on your dress, veil, bra, stockings and shoes, immediately. You may forget the knickers. You wouldn't have kept them a long time. Joan, go down and tell Tyrone and the other ones to wait for us on the sundeck. The weather is beautiful today and a little tanning would suit you, girls! You'll remain totally naked for a photo shoot out! All except Dee, of course!

Abbie helped Debbie put on her dress and apply gala make up. He had a knack for it and Debbie was soon as resplendent as a girl really about to leave for her marriage. Before going down, he asked her for her marriage licence. It was in a closet. She handed it to him wondering why he wanted it. So many things had happened to her during the last two days that she felt dizzy and she didn't care about a simple piece of paper.

Al was appointed the marriage photographer and he made pictures of Debbie proudly walking on Abbie's arm to a table covered with a white sheet and decorated with a few white flowers from her garden. Abbie first asked her to give him her engagement and her marriage rings. The engagement ring, with the beautiful diamond, he discreetly slid it into a pocket but he took out pincers and cut the marriage ring in two.

- Now, I pronounce you divorced! You'll never wear your wedding ring any more. Kneel down in front of me and announce to your ********s that you hereby divorce your husband and want even the souvenir of your marriage to be erased.

He lifted her veil so the camera could make a close up of her face as she pronounced the fatidic words. She repeated the sentences he whispered to her. The camcorder registered her every words.

- Now present to the camera your wedding license for a close up. . . Now roll it as a cylinder and take it into your mouth. . . Wait a minute!

Abbie hastily opened his fly and took out his now quite erect cock. He took it into his hand and placed it at the open end of the cylinder. Debbie had understood what he was planning and went along with it. She felt a warm jet filling her mouth. He was peeing into her mouth through her marriage license paper! She swallowed the warm pee as fast as she could but some of it overflew and drenched her wedding dress. When he had finished peeing, he took out the sodden paper, uncoiled it carefully. The paper was sopping wet. He applied it on Debbie's face. It was clinging to her face. The ink was dripping down, already half erased by the pee
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- Will the witnesses step forward and add their signature to this document?

Tyrone was the first one to come forward. He freed his huge cock and aimed it to Debbie's face. He emptied his bladder on it, then Al and Justin did the same thing. Abbie called out.

- Would now Debbie's ********* add their own contribution?

Without a comment, Janet stepped forward, turned her back to her ******, bent forward and parted her legs. When she let go, the jet hit Debbie straight on her nose, splattering pee everywhere. Her ****** had remained perfectly still. The paper, now almost transparent let them see her smiling under the yellow shower. Joan and Samantha added their contribution. Joan's jet, badly aimed landed in her cleavage. Debbie pushed forward her breasts to make her total defilement more complete.

Abbie then proceeded to shred the piss drenched paper and feed it to his eager victim. She opened meekly her mouth to receive the fragrant pieces of paper. He made her stand up and ripped up completely the wedding dress. He took from his pocket a big knife and cut into pieces her bra, leaving her in her veil, gloves and stockings. He hosed her down to clean her somewhat. He made her stand up, fixed the leash to her clit ring and held the handle in his hand. Al went to the other side of the table.

- Who is claiming, this woman, Debbie as his own?

- Me, Abbie Whitaker! I claim Debbie who wears my rings, my leash and my brand.

The stenciled inscription on her cunt hadn't been washed off.

- Debbie is now the slave of Abbie Whitaker! Abbie, what career do you want Debbie to follow?

- Whore and baby maker, Sir!

- Debbie, do you agree to become a whore and baby maker for Abbie's benefit, for the rest of your life, to abide to his orders, wishes and whims, to service as completely as possible all the men and women he will choose or accept for you?

- I do, Master!

- Then I declare you, Abbie, the total owner of Debbie and you, Debbie, the owned property of your master Abbie. Now you can own your property, Abbie! Enjoy her and try your best to knock her up!

Abbie took Debbie in his arms and lay her on the table. She didn't wait for orders to open her thighs and lift her feet to his shoulders. She grabbed her neck with her arms, pushing her breasts toward him.

- Now that I'm your owned whore, Master, claim me! I want your big cock inside my pussy. Fuck me long and hard!

- Do you remember when you told me you'd never perform for me!

- I beg your pardon, Master, I didn't know what you could offer me!

- So, now, will you learn to undress in style to offer me a nice strip tease? Will you dance for me without a bra to make your big bouncers jiggle for my pleasure? Will you wander in the commercial hall in the most outrageously indecent outfit I'll pick for you? Will you wiggle your breasts, hips and ass to arouse men there? Will you service men, if they are interested, in a booth, or any secluded place for a fee?

- Yes, Master, I'll do that and much more for you! Aaaarghhh!

Abbie had rammed his cock into her eager twat and pushed in until he was embedded to the hilt inside her. He waited a few seconds to enjoy the tight feeling of her nearly virginal cunt. Then he pulled back slowly by maybe twelve inches, leaving just three or four inside her before ramming it back inside her. Debbie screamed her violent pleasure as he fucked her mercilessly!

Debbie felt how much stronger was her pleasure when she was fucked hard. The comparison that came to her mind was a glass of pure vodka and another of diluted grapes juice, a volcano and a grain of sand, the sun and the emptiness of interstellar vacuum. She would never fall back into dull sweet love. She craved now for shameless fucks in public!

The spectators applauded when Abbie unloaded another big wad into her thirsty pussy. Debbie smiled back in triumph and asked to have her legs lifted to the ceiling for gravity to help having her eggs fertilized. She asked Abbie whether he had a big plug to ***** his sperm deep into her womb. He had and she henceforth kept it inside her except when he wanted to add another load inside her. She just cleaned herself in the morning, asking for Abbie presence in the shower with her so that he could immediately feed another load inside her. She seemed quite impatient to be impregnated!

During the afternoon, Abbie drove with Janet, Tyrone and Debbie to Janet's house to bring back her wedding dress and marriage license. Janet perfectly knew what would arrive to her dress and license but she run to fetch them as fast as she could. Abbie fucked her in the ass on her marital bed before Tyrone fucked her pussy twice in a row. She had taken another plug to prevent his cum from leaking out. She would try her best to win the race toward the first pregnancy in the family's new life. Debbie sucked Abbie to make him hard again. This time, she didn't complain about the brown smears on his cock. She knew better, now. He nailed her deliciously against the wall for their mutual pleasure.

They made a halt on the way at a tattooist shop. One hour later, they drove off. Both of the girls had now a brand new tattoo in red capital letters on their bare cunts : Abbie's whore and Tyrone's whore. It replaced the stenciled words that adorned their pubes previously. They would keep it for their life as this region is too sensitive for surgical ablation! They had bunched up their mini skirts to allow their men to caress, knead or just watch their tattoos as they were driving back home.

The second stop had been in a sex shop in Guilford. They came out with a selection of the shortest and most body hugging skirts they could find. Most of them barely covered their cunts when they were standing and were just framing them when they sat anywhere. The material was somewhat starched and when they bent forward, the hem of their skirts lifted up, exhibiting their asses to the assistance. They had also chosen several cropped tops that barely covered their breasts and exhibited shamelessly their tummies. The dealer promised them a total success whenever they would walk the streets or enter a restaurant! Debbie and Janet had laughed cunningly but had not objected to put them on as they drove on or when they stopped near a restaurant for dinner. Quite evidently, the two girls were the center of attention.

- Debbie, do you still think you are too old to interest men?

- I'm not that sure! It may be just these outrageously short wanton skirts and cropped tee shirts!

- So, you think that if I offered these guys to fuck you even at bargain price, let's say fifty dollars, they wouldn't be interested?

- No, you're right, at such a price, they would pound me until I'm deep into the concrete!

- That could be fun : let's try it! Guys, I've something interesting for you here. I could lend you these fine gals for a quarter of an hour each : fifty bucks for their cunts only and one hundred for their asses AND their cunts, if you're man enough!

- And how much for a double team?

- A bargain : eighty only as it saves time!

The shop owner was scared :

- Not in my shop!

- Ok! On the back seat of our van, then and the customer provides the condoms! And if you're in a hurry, you can use the floor of the van in the back or try the grass behind the restaurant. These sluts come with their own air bags! Are they pneumatic enough for your taste?

There were maybe sixty men in the restaurant, half of them seemed really interested but they phoned their friends and the new whores had to service, all in all, no less than seventy four men, netting more than four thousand dollars, not so bad for an impromptu session! It covered largely the expenses of the trip and the micro skirts but what was more important, the two girls had behaved magnificently, accompanying back all their customers into the restaurant to bait other customers with their swaying hips and tits, and giving back the money they had just earned to their pimps. Anyone watching them would have thought them to be quite seasoned hookers.

When they drove off, Debbie was beaming. She had had more customers than her ******** and discovered she had a real sex appeal! She had totally unbuttoned her blouse and tied the flaps under her breasts to emphasize her cleavage. The men were drooling just with the idea of mauling her breasts. They were now covered with love bites and hickeys but she felt as proud as a bride on the day of her marriage. Being a whore has its advantages! She felt desired, appreciated, not as a house cleaner or cook but as a woman and she hadn't felt so happy in years.

Janet had other feelings : she had known her husband Mark was a womanizer. He had had the guts of trying to seduce her ****** in front of her. She didn't know whether he had reached his goal. For the first time in her life, she had been able to retaliate on him : one yesterday, thirty two already today men and many more to come. She was exhausted but the result far out-weighted the effort. She had had more pleasure yesterday than anytime with Mark. He had always boasted with his big cock and Tyrone was nearly twice bigger than him. He was no match for the bulky black man!
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They came back home to find a tearful Samantha : she hadn't surveyed the dinner and it had burned completely. Joan couldn't have alerted her as she had been in bed, straddling Al with his big cock skewering her ass hole. If the first penetrations had been painful and slow as it had been for all of them, her back passage was progressively stretching out for Al's delectation! Justin had decided to punish Samantha with a sound thrashing. The young woman had not received physical punishments in all her life, that made her thrashing even more terrible in comparison. The perspective moved her very deeply. Justin knew how much the wait would increase the stress and the fear of Debbie's youngest ********, thus he had decided to wait for Abbie's return.

Abbie confirmed the punishment and decided that Debbie would apply it : Who better than a ****** to chastise her baby? He just added that if Debbie didn't strike sufficiently hard, she would be chastised in her place!

He gave her a vicious looking pleated whip. Debbie knew she had no option but either to punish really her young ******** or be punished herself, probably even harsher. Abbie ordered Debbie to disrobe completely and show her two youngest ********s her new tattoo. Their ****** grabbed the whip with a hesitant hand and whacked her ********'s bottom with all her might. Samantha screamed as she felt that her bottom was on fire. Abbie announced in a quite neutral tone quite loudly for all to hear :

- One! Still eleven to go! Try to make her scream louder. It's very pleasant to hear!

The second stroke hit Samantha's ass. To her, it felt even harder than the first one. She felt her pussy gaping open then clamping convulsively. The whipping had certainly a highly sexual effect compounded by the ultimate fear and the resentment she felt against her ******.

- Two! Still ten to go!

Debbie continued to apply the whip like a machine trying to apply the whip at a steady rhythm, with a medium strength, not too hard, to risk making her ******** ***** nor too softly to risk being told she was too lenient. At the count of six, Samantha lost the control of her bladder and a jet of yellow urine was projected backward, aspersing her ******.

She resumed the whipping but she had no more the nerve to continue at the count of eight, she threw down the whip, fell on her knees and cried with her ********. Abbie announced in the same voice.

- Debbie has decided to switch roles with Samantha. There was still four to go which are doubled as a punition for abandonment of her duty! Eight to go!

Justin helped Samantha to stand. The fiery welts crisscrossed her bottom. She had difficulties to walk but she took the whip with a vengeful attitude. Samantha chose another position, just aside from her ******, about at the height of her breasts. She lifted the whip and applied it with all her might, too. The whip made a swoosh noise as it darted through the air and landed with a thump noise. The tip of the whip had reached as far as her clit zone. Debbie felt a stinging, unbelievable pain. She screamed louder than Samantha had done. The second blow landed directly on the lips of Debbie's pussy. She jumped like a bronco trying to out saddle its rider. Unmoved, Samantha applied a third then a fourth blow that elicited awful screams of ultimate pain.

Abbie stopped for a moment Samantha's arm.

- Four! If you continue to hit that hard in the same region, Debbie will not be able to be fucked this evening in her cunt or her ass. Turn her on her back and whip her tits instead but use less *****! Four to go!

When Abbie had stopped the whipping, Debbie had had a loving glance toward Abbie but when he told to Samantha to whip her tits, she thought for a moment she would get insane from the pain. Her breasts were certainly more sensitive than her buttocks! Samantha knew it and an evil smile crossed his face

Samantha brought down the whip as hard as previously. Debbie had never felt such a searing pain. She screamed as hard as if she had received a fatal injury. Debbie, instinctively put her hands to her pussy, but instead of curling into a bowl, she began to knead her clit. Abbie heard her groan :

- Please, continue, make me cum, master, make me cum under the whip!

Abbie knew that a few lucky submissive girls could climax when they were ******** painfully by their masters but he had never witnessed it.

- Five! Three to go!

Debbie was now so close to an Earth shattering orgasm that the lightest touch would have pushed her over the edge. The next strike was more than enough to do the job. The effect was so devastating on her that she rolled on herself, falling from the bed and passing out. Abbie applied wet clothes on her face and waited anxiously until she regained conscience. But the punishment was not over. It had to be continued to its end. He announced in a steady voice.

- Six! Two to go! Do it fast, Samantha!

Samantha obeyed and applied the two last strokes in a row with minimum delay between them. Debbie roared and fainted a second time. She woke up a few minutes later, cuddled in Abbie's arms. The black man was really caring for her. She felt no resentment against her ********. She had to be punished : the conditions of her punishment had been set before and there was no going back on that. She hadn't been able to meet them and she had been punished too for her incompetence. She would ask Abbie to treat her rougher, to harden her, not to fail him again! She was so sad not to have been able to do what he had asked from her that she would have punished herself even harsher! Ten whip strokes every day for a whole month. She was so furious against herself she would have accepted even worse treatments, abandoning her back in the house when he would leave with her ********s!

That night, Abbie decided to swap the girls : he would open Janet's back passage to allow Tyrone to fuck her completely afterward. In exchange, Tyrone would ream Debbie to make her ready for really big cocks, either in her cunt or her ass. Samantha and Joan would exchange partners, too but as the two girls were identical twins, their partners would see little differences. Around 2 AM, the girls would go back to their legitimate owners, although Debbie was for the time being, the only one in their little flock officially owned. The official ceremony of ownership for Janet would take place on the next afternoon. Debbie would take care of her ******** to make her as pretty as possible for the ceremony. Afterwards, the photographs would be sent to her former husband, Mark. Their definitive separation was a sufficiently important event to warrant a perfect preparation. He would probably be as startled as Tom when he would see the video of his wife having her mouth filled with pee through his marriage license, the marriage license shredded into small pieces and fed to her, her marriage ring unceremoniously broken in two pieces, her wedding dress soaked in pee and shredded in front of the camera. . .

Tomorrow morning, they would rent another van under Debbie's name and they would start moving the furniture to a second hand furniture dealer. They would sell off everything in the house and the last objects they would need, such as the beds would be burned in the court yard. Tom would find nothing but his own clothes when he came back. The photos and video he would receive would make him mad against his wife but would also prevent him from calling for the assistance of police. Most of the aggrieved husbands had just sued for divorce and looked for another woman, forgetting their former wife who was now a jewel in some far away brothel in a foreign country.

When Debbie knocked at the door of Janet's bedroom -- it was puzzling to consider that the bedrooms were now ascribed to Abbie, Tyrone, Al and Justin and the girls had to move according to Abbie's decisions under the supervision usually of Al or Justin -, she had to turn her back to the door as Abbie's latest whim had been to tie their wrists to their back once more. They had been ordered to keep the position to let their guests enjoy the view of their naked buttocks. Samantha and Debbie's were crisscrossed with angry weals. Tyrone whistled when he saw them. He ran rapidly his hands on the raised welts. The skin was hot to his touch.

- I'm going to apply a good salve on your buttocks and breasts before fucking you. I fear that your lips and ass hole are very swollen and sensitive. It's gonna hurt when I'll push my big cock into one of your holes. It will make you feel incredibly tight at the beginning and you know I'll enjoy it a lot! You'll probably scream in pain and it will arouse me even more but know in advance that it'll be even worse when you'll get back to Abbie as the swelling would have increased even more. It will need a couple of days to be back to normal, my poor baby girl!

Tyrone was right, being fucked by him in her condition was a terrible ordeal but she still felt that the punishment had been fair and the pain helped to strengthen her submissive tendencies and the strong bond she was feeling toward the boss of their captors and his lieutenant. But the first time he touched her quite sensitive breasts, he listened with pleasure to her sharp intake of breath as the pain invaded her body.

She was glad when, much later, she knocked at Abbie's door : just one or two occasions to being fucked and she would find the soothing help of *****. She had been used as never she had been in her life that day and she already knew it was just another step in her initiation!
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Debbie former life comes to its end

The second morning in Debbie's home, after the home invasion that had led to her total enslavement along with her three ********* really looked like the previous one. Debbie woke up cuddled in Abbie's arms, her mouth on his neck, as if she was kissing him in her *****. Samantha found herself in an even more erotic position. She was straddling her master and his cock was still embedded in her cunt. It was limp and shriveled but it was still nine inches long. Her flaming red buttocks were probably the cause of her not having dismounted from him. Each time she had tried to rest on her back, the pain had been excruciating.

This morning, Al and Joan took Debbie's car to go and buy a few cakes for the breakfast. Debbie and Samantha remained standing to eat as their buttocks were still smarting from the whipping they had endured. The conversation was rolling between the eight protagonists as if they were close friends. In a sense, they were : Debbie considered herself mated with Abbie, the leader of the group. Her eldest ******** Janet was dreaming to the ownership ceremony where she would play the central role in the afternoon. She would then regain probably her usual name. It was better to be named Janet the whore than be the anonymous slut B as Abbie had christened her!

Her younger sisters Joan and Samantha had not such urgent problems as the ceremony requested that their owner had used their cunt and ass. Both of them were still virgins and they would be auctioned for public defloration as soon as they had been spirited away from England in a no return (they thought) trip. They could be claimed only after that. Abbie had told them that this auction would take place soon after their arrival at their destination but he hadn't been really precise.

Abbie and Debbie left to rent a van. Officially, it was Debbie who would sell all the furniture to second hand dealers. Her husband -no! She had to think to him in the past tone- her former husband would find an empty home with his wife and ********* gone. Everything would be organized for him to be sure that his wife had left him, sold the furniture as their house was his property and had disappeared. He would never imagine a **********! Abbie had envisioned discarding all his clothes or burning them in the courtyard but he had abandoned the idea as he somewhere pitied the useless small cocked wimp. His mission of taking possession of a group of white women and giving them the basic training for whores had succeeded beyond his highest hopes. Debbie, the ****** and her eldest ******** had serviced more than seventy men the day before for their first public outing.

Abbie was planning another more serious session of practice for the afternoon but the girls hadn't been warned about it. This time, the four of them would have a direct approach of their future trade. The two virgins would just have to wear a chastity belt to forbid attempts on their cunts but their mouths and asses would be heavily worked out!

He went to the toilets to pee and ordered Joan to enter there with him. It was probably the first time the young woman had ever entered toilets with a man. She blushed beet root when he ordered her to open his fly and extract his cock so that he could pee without soiling his fingers. He was pretty sure that she couldn't properly aim the flow and that there would be pee anywhere from the floor to the walls. He would then punish her for her clumsiness! She surprised him as she directed the jet straight into the bowl but the last droplets fell down on his shoes. He faked a terrible anger that terrorized the poor Joan. As a punishment, he ordered her to kneel at his feet and clean his shoes with her tongue. It was overtly disgusting but he was pleased to see that Joan complied instantly. He made her then complete her debasement by cleaning the floor around his feet still with her tongue. It was a good lesson for her as she could be expected to service some day with her mouth a man who hadn't washed his cock for weeks. She would have to do it without even a remark. Cum sluts were never allowed to scold a free man! They were nothing but property, an object to be used and ******, nothing more!

When he left with Debbie in her car to fetch the van, he ordered her three ********* to clean the van under Tyrone's supervision. He had read something funny with a car and naked girls on the net. Why not try to do it there with these English girls? They vacuumed thoroughly the interior but he told them to clean afterward the windows and the glasses protecting the lamps. They were covered with crushed insects parts that had dried there. The girls looked for cloth or sponges to do the job. They stopped dead on their tracks when he ordered them to clean the mess. . . with their tongues. . . and swallow what they would rub off!!! The threat of using the whip on their bottoms was sufficient to make them running. Janet was a living remainder of the severity of punishments for non cooperative girls.

When they had finished the job, he told them to soap the van completely. They had no tools for that. He just squeezed a good volume of liquid soap on the van. They needed water to dilute the soap and cloth to apply it on the whole structure. He suggested them to plunge their breasts in the drum of cold water and rub the car with their breasts, insisting where the car was the dirtiest. They did a very good job at it, so good in fact that he proposed to make it an attraction for customers in the future. They would pay for having girls with buxom breasts washing their cars with their breasts, much nicer than with an automatic machine! And afterwards, they could book one of the girls who had rubbed their car in the sexiest way. Fucking a girl covered with soap foam on the hood of your car iss another rather common male fantasy.

Tyrone had a last job for them : applying the polish cream on the car with a wad of cloth. Unfortunately, the cream would attack the sensitive skin of their breasts. Tyrone had a very practical mind : he placed a polyethylene bag between the breasts and the wad of tissue. The girls could then rub with all their heart the cream on the van. The effect of big breasts used so enticingly on their car, the epitome of male supremacy, had soon the inevitable effect : Tyrone, Al and Justin sported a raging hard on. There was no reason not to give them the release they expected. For what other reason would they have ********* a whole family of pretty girls? Tyrone took them to the garden : the orchard was separated from the vegetable garden by a neat stone wall with concrete top. It was three feet high and two feet wide, just the proper width to make a girl lie on it safely and the proper height to raise their bottoms at the optimum position. It seemed that Debbie had had that wall built, just for that use!

There was just the problem of the comfort : a concrete wall isn't a cozy place to frolick with girls. Tyrone, still in charge shrugged : As Abbie had told them the previous day, these girls in this family came with quite adequate air bags. If they suffered somewhat from the contact on the concrete, what the matter as long as their riders who mounted them did not suffer from the same hardship! In addition, the girls had immediately understood what Tyrone was intending and they showed their extreme impatience by wiggling seductively their bottoms or calling to the three men in a lewd tone :

- What are you waiting for, master? My ass and my mouth (or my cunt for Janet who was taking pride in emphasizing she had three holes to offer to her lover) is hot and waiting for your magnificent cock! Fuck me, Master, Fuck your slut whore.

Soon after, the three girls received with pleasure screams and greedy moans the visit of their master's cocks in their asses. The precedent visits had been so much enjoyable for them that they now considered the three men as their lovers. It's quite normal for a girl to service sexually her boyfriend nowadays, isn't it? The only thing that was out of the norm was that Joan and Samantha were still virgins but had had their asses conveniently reamed just the previous night. That reminded Tyrone that Abbie had told him to start reaming really the bottoms of the two youngest girls. He had better do it immediately as he supposed that Joan and Samantha would be put on commercial duty soon, if not that afternoon or evening already!

When the three men had shot their first load of cum in the thirsty asses, Tyrone told them to swap partners. He soon was confronted by Samantha's luscious bottom while Justin was beginning to explore Joan's body and Al was already easing his long cock into Janet's bottom. He had no difficulty what so ever : Tyrone had made a great job with his fourteen inches cock. He could just hope that he would be as good and patient with tiny and, oh so tight, Joan. For the time being, he knew that he could plough as hard as he wanted this welcoming ass. God, she was a three shots gun, now. He would make her suck his cock, clean and make her restore his hardness for his next partner! But Tyrone had already thought to it : it was time for the three girls to taste a cock fresh out of their bowels! It would be a good training exercise! He felt proud of his present job : he could now ram easily his big cock inside Samantha's back passage. She was ready for service and he told her so. Nothing could have made her prouder : she felt an adult, at last!

Abbie and Debbie had sold her car. They returned with the rented van and discovered the three girls pumping the men's cocks. Debbie didn't need to be given orders to take her place on the wall along with her ********* and start to blow Abbie. She was such an experienced cock sucker now that her partner soon was in the same excited state as his friends! Tyrone signaled the next women's swap. Janet was now to be serviced by Justin, Tyrone would take care of Joan, Al would fuck Debbie and Abbie would test Samantha. God, he would have to use a computer. He had never been confronted with the difficulty of training FOUR girls simultaneously! Bah! If, as he thought, Debbie and her ********* would reveal themselves as a major hit in some international brothel, their own status in the Organization would improve greatly. God, Abbie could be appointed manager of the brothel and they would accompany their preys. That would be great : he felt a strong bond toward Dee but he was also very fond of the pretty Janet. The first time she would be off duty, he would join her in his bedroom and made her travel around the globe, maybe twice : fucking in a row her three holes with little time between. All girls he had encountered so far loved it!
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The last hour of the morning was used to fill the van with anything not necessary in the house : Tony's desk, cupboard and computer (his clothes were stacked in a heap in the basement), his prized collection of baseball caps, the gym electric appliances, the pictures, a statue, the books and the winter clothes of Debbie, Joan and Samantha. Abbie had told them that they would leave for a sunny country and they would probably never need such warm winter clothes any more! In fact, if they had sufficiently numerous customers as Debbie and Janet wished it with all their heart (especially those with the biggest cocks!), they may not need any clothes at all for the rest of their lives or just a few to tease men!

Debbie had had a dream, on the previous night of herself doing only two things in her life : fucking and ******** when she was too tired, then fucking again : simple life but quite fulfilling for a sex crazy bitch as she occasionally defined herself now. She realized when she had awakened that, now, she really needed to be fucked many times every day to stench the itching need she felt to be used as totally as possible! The lewdest word in the world to her opinion was surely : Again!

When the van was full, ready for the first trip to the second hand dealer, the girls were assigned to prepare food for their men. It was a pleasure to watch the swarm of pretty girls looking in the fridge or rummaging through the frozen food piles. Debbie had always preferred cooking for her husband and ********* than using ready made food and she had learned some chef's recipes. She tried her famous hit : salmon in Champagne sauce, easy to do, doesn't need too much overseeing and very tasty, just to impress Abbie. It was unlikely that her personal cooking abilities could still be put to use in a brothel and it may be the last time she would prepare it!

This idea made her somewhat sad. Abbie who was developing fast a deep empathy with her asked her the reasons of this sudden sorrow. He reminded her she would have days off every week and then the possibility to cook and prepare fine food for him. Debbie passed instantly from gloom to pure unadulterated pleasure. She giggled like a teenager and planted a deep loving kiss on Abbie's lips.

- How much time for the cooking, darling?

- Around twenty minutes, Master!

- So we have largely time enough for a little romp in my bed!

- Yes, Master, I'm to your orders, as always!

They ran upstairs. Abbie let Debbie unclothe him in a hurry. He handed her a small cardboard box with a big smile. She looked at what it was and her heart jumped in her chest : it was a pregnancy test!

- You can use it already, pet : it's very efficient. It turns positive after less than forty eight hours and it's not limited to early morning pee!

Debbie gave him a whole hearted French kiss and jumped to the bathroom to make the test. She left the door ajar as she had been taught to do : watching your girl squatting on the toilets bowl or peeing half standing over it was a major turn on for most men and she wanted to heighten as much as possible Abbie's lust for her! Her lover watched her quietly. She peed on the test band and let the reaction do its job. There was a line index. Anything above twelve was probably positive and anything above fifteen was absolute certitude. The coloration appeared. She let out a triumphant scream : eighteen! She was pregnant! Discounting the time lag, she had been probably knocked up the first time they had fucked on the first day of their encounter! God be thanked that she had forgotten that morning to take her pill! She couldn't wait to disclose the happy news to her ********* but Abbie had other ideas!

- Tutt, tutt, darling! We went in our chamber for something else! Let's proceed in order. You can inform your ********* you're about to give them a sibling later.

Abbie took off carefully the plug that was keeping his cum inside her cunt to soak her eggs since her morning shower. He let it down.

- You'll not need it for the next twelve months, but you'll need to clean it in your mouth later : it's slimy with our combined goo! I suspect that Al, Justin and Tyrone will be glad to be allowed to fuck you without condoms, now, my pretty English MOM! What do you think of being a mom again after so many years and from a black man, as black as hell?

- I'm happier than you can imagine. I had been dreaming for someone like you : strong, dependable, caring and sporting a really big cock. I wish, I'll give you many babies in the future. I know that most will be given away for adoption but couldn't we keep a few for ourselves?

- Why not? With what you'll earn on which I will be given twenty percent and you ten percent plus the gratuities and half the adoption fees, you may pay for a full time nanny as I suspect that you'll be in high demand!

The announcement of her pregnancy must have aroused him a lot as his cock seemed longer and bigger than usual. There was nothing there to deter Debbie : the bigger, the better! She was on a rosy cloud as she danced on his cock. The pain in her bottom and breasts was forgotten. She was pregnant from the man she cared most in the world. She was planning to make him a bunch of mulatto babies. She has discovered a new profession and enjoyed it tremendously. Being back into the work ***** had also boosted her ego! She felt useful, cared and even respected : a high class whore is so much more important than a simple harlot working in slums for Portoricans or lower class poor people!

They took the van to the dealer and sold everything for one tenth of its value. The four girls were chatting happily with the dealer while Abbie and his companions remained in the back as if they were just haulers. It was the first time the girls were together outdoors and they could have easily scampered away or called for help. Abbie was tensed but nothing happened. At one moment, at a crossroad, there was a cop in faction. Debbie lowered her window as if she wanted to talk to the cop. He turned toward them but Debbie just sent him the brightest flashing smile she could muster, pushing her breasts forward. The cop smiled back and cheered with a thumb up. Debbie turned her smile to Abbie and closed the window.

- Relax, Master, my love! I've no intention to escape or have you arrested! You're my man now, whether you realize it or not!

When Abbie was able to relax at last, he remembered that he had something for Janet. It was another pregnancy test! She had the same reaction as her ****** : her heart missed a beat! They stopped at a MacDo and she went to the toilets. When she returned, her big smile was all they needed to know that the test had been positive, too. Life was strange : the previous day, she had been very sad thinking that the baby she had been planning with her husband Mark would never be conceived and now she was incomparably happy to learn that she was pregnant from a black man she hadn't known for a week and to whom she wasn't married, Janet the very proper church going young teacher!

It was Joan who noticed that they were not going back home. They were driving in a completely unusual direction. She read a signpost : Guilford airport- private planes only! When she announced it to the other girls, a thrill of anticipation made their heads turn. Were they about to leave the country? It seemed impossible as they had left plenty of things back at home while Abbie wanted to let their ****** Tony an empty house! Abbie denied to tell them their final destination.

- Later, when we are in the helicopter!

A helicopter! The four girls had never imagined flying in an helicopter and even less in one able to ferry eight people together! There was effectively a big helicopter waiting for them on the tarmac, at least big to their eyes! They lifted off and flew toward the north West, toward Bristol. Abbie finally gave them the information he had withheld : they were about to make their official debut in a whorehouse. They would be totally available for anyone, cunt, ass, mouth and tits for Debbie and Janet and just the cunt unavailable for Samantha and Joan. Abbie had received the green signal the previous day as Janet and Debbie were fucked in the restaurant parking lot.

Abbie was glad that Debbie and Janet were already pregnant from them. There would be no restrictions and they would meet the brunt of the public interest for new whores' debutante day. There may be two hundred men coming specially to fuck the four of them. Joan and Samantha would take their part of it but they would have to keep their strength :

- Don't try to hump back! Let your customers do the whole job. Try to offer them alternatively your cunt and ass to rest your holes as much as possible. This night, the four of you will be on heavy duty. Try to conserve energy! You'll need it! Each of you will service between fifty and eighty men. It may be VERY long! One hour of service, five minutes of respite and back to work! To speed things up, we'll authorize double or triple teams : one up your ass, one up your cunt and one in your mouth, ten to fifteen minutes each, six or seven hours of intensive work for you!

God! Abbie was throwing them directly into the real turf! In comparison, their bout at the restaurant the previous day was ********* play! There was no fear for Debbie and her *********, just the apprehension of not being up to the task! And maybe an impatience of getting to work! He made them strip in the cabin and gave them their outfits : red tartan very short dresses for Debbie and Janet, pink ones, but not any longer, for Joan and Samantha. The dresses were so short that their cunt lips and the base of their ass crack were clearly on view. The dresses were slit from the hem to the armpits with just a small belt to keep it closed. The neck was cut so deep that their breasts kept jutting out from the fabric whenever they moved or walked. Quite evidently, they had no undies! The dresses weren't meant to hide their bodies but oppositely to display and exhibit them in the lewdest, corniest way. In the commercial mall, they would have been arrested or raped in the next five minutes!
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Abbie gave them five inches heels plateau shoes with transparent heels. It was tricky to walk with them and especially for Joan and Samantha who had never worn very high heels!

They arrived in style at the whore house. The helicopter landed just in front of the main entrance where maybe two hundred and fifty men were waiting for them. When they were paraded to the main hall, Debbie and their ********* instinctively wiggled their hips under the flashes, with beaming smiles on their lips. They had put on as well as possible a complex gala make up in the helicopter and redone their hair but they had never imagined being the center of attention of so many men. A row of applauses welcomed Debbie when she lifted her right arm to salute the crowd and sent kisses with both her hands. In the movement, one of her breasts jumped out of her dress and the hem of her outfit was about to her waist, leaving her whole cunt with the flame tatto in full view!

They were led to a high platform meant to show them off. The manager of the house climbed with them to make a few announcements. He presented Debbie, Janet, Joan and Samantha, giving their true names, a detail signaling to the four girls that their departure from England was imminent. Debbie asked to be called Dee, from now on as it was her whore name. The manager explained that the two youngest girls were still virgins and their cunts would be out of limits that evening. A very important information came to their knowledge : the auction for their public deflowering would take place exactly one month later, probably in Shanghai or Singapore. He made a great fuss when an assistant affixed the chastity belt on their cunts. He showed the assistance that if their cunts were unavailable, their asses, breasts and mouth were quite ready for immediate intensive use.

The aim of all this fuss was clearly to warm up the assistance and it succeeded completely.

The manager announced that three people would be allowed to fuck each of the four girls. Those wearing a chastity belt could service a man between their tits in what the manager named in French a "cravate de notaire" (solicitor's tie). They would have a quarter of an hour each. As the candidates were too numerous, the places would be auctioned. Dee was proposed the first and a fierce battle raged on. Her first three suitors had to offer one about three hundred pounds to be the first ones to fuck her. They left for a side room with their prize. They were now ten seats offered to watch them perform. Usually they are sold at one tenth of the price paid to actually fuck the wench. Dee seemed to have attracted attention as the bids reached one hundred and eighty pounds, an unheard of amount for a debutante of 44 years. The bidding was nearly as fierce for Janet who was sold for the same price, but was offered just one hundred and fifty only, to watch her being fucked. Janet left for another room with the winners of the auction.

Abbie had not feared anything with his best earners but he wondered whether Joan and Samantha would sell off. They were younger and slender and their make up had been intentionally left more conspicuous to give them a younger look. They could have pretended to be under age although they were twenty two! The bids went up and up. The manager reminded the bidders that the girls' cunts wouldn't be available but they were finally sold at two hundred pounds each and one hundred only to watch them receive their customers. The perspective of not watching big cocks impaling tight virginal cunts seemed to have somewhat deterred amateurs.

Samantha and Joan seemed delighted of having been sold for such prices. They left the room proudly with their suitors, just at the moment their ****** was coming back in the auction room to be auctioned again. The three women exchanged beaming smiles. Clearly, Dee had enjoyed being fucked by three men simultaneously for the first time in her life. The three winners of the first auction had been one white man, one black and one of darker complexion, maybe Indian, Pakistani or in the general region. When they disrobed, Dee had discovered to her delight that the three men had gigantic phalluses, between ten and twelve inches long. God, they could have been porn film stars. The head of one cock was hanging down to his owner's knees and his moves were hampered by the hugeness of his formidable weapon. A hint of fear insinuated into her mind. Would she be able to accommodate such elephant trunks. Fortunately, they were not that large and she should have no problem receiving them!

One of the men sat on the bed and Dee straddled him. He eased his cock into her and she had effectively no problem letting him enter her. When he reached her cervix, there was still maybe five inches to go.

- Congratulations, lass, I never went that deep into a girl!

- You should insist : my cervix will yield and I'll be able to receive you in full, Master!

- Christ! No girl has ever proposed such a thing to me!

- That's because you have never met me and my *********, Master! We try to please!

- If your ********* are that good, I'll bid on their deflowering.

- I'm sure that you'd be the perfect stud for them : long and not exceedingly large to risk splitting them in two! I would be quieter if I was sure you would be the one to take their cherries!

Following her urges, the man pushed again on her cervix. After some really hard efforts, it opened sufficiently to let him in. The feeling was extraordinary. He felt his cock sliding ever deeper into her cunt, reaching zones normally out of reach. When his hairy pubic fur came in contact with her smooth bald pussy, he knew that for the first time in his life, he had fully skewered a girl to the hilt. He would never regret the price he had paid to be there. He froze to let his colleague penetrate her ass hole. It was a first for Dee who had never tried double penetration, especially with huge cocks like the ones impaling her now. It was painful at the beginning as her perineum was overstretched but it adjusted soon and the two huge cocks were able to slide smoothly inside her. The feeling was indescribable but certainly extremely pleasant. She was stretched to capacity and they caressed simultaneously her clit, toying with the ring piercing its hood and her breasts. The marks on them had inspired many pitiful remarks. When they had reached a cruise regime, Dee opened her mouth and signaled the third man to push his cock into her last available orifice.

She remembered that someone had described her situation as making her air tight. An exaggeration for sure as she was perfectly able to breathe through her nose but a very enjoyable position as she felt deliciously used and ******, proud to service these three handsome men simultaneously. They were panting, groaning helplessly and she was screaming her pleasure at the top of her voice whenever the man in her mouth pulled out for a second.. They unloaded nearly together, inducing a gigantic climax in her womb that sent echoes throughout her body.

Meanwhile Janet was feeling the same delicious torments. She hadn't proposed the man fucking her cunt to go deeper than her cervix as he seemed quite content with what he had gotten. Joan and Samantha were in a slightly different position as their cunts were safely out of reach so they had one cock, as big as those that were ramming their ****** and sister's holes in their asses, other ones in their mouths and a third man was pressing the generous orbs of their breasts around his cock, transforming them in another vagina with the help of generous applications of cold cream. Their chastity belt wasn't meant to protect their clit which was intensively worked by agile fingers. Their pleasure was thus similar, if not more intense than their ******'s one. They were not left out thus!

The men watching the four girls being fucked applauded each time one of the protagonists, male or female cummed and they applauded often! When a group of three had reached the time limit, they left without a whisper, feeling it had been worth the money they had spent and the girls went back soon with a new group. Dee and Janet were quite excited at the idea of being gangbanged for their debutante whore party while Joan and Samantha had the stamina of young women. The idea that all of them were now officially whores and even top class whores added immensely to the thrill. They rarely asked for a break, except to take a shower or empty their bladder. Someone placed a paint drum in the center of the auction hall and the men watched them relieving themselves. The auctions got a boost then. The girls had also to use from time to time a douche to sluice the sperm filling their holes and there were paying spectators then too, of course!

The queue seemed to have no end, some men returning to the queue for the chance of fucking one of the women they fancied a second time or tasting another one. Someone was in charge of counting the number of visitors each girls had received Dee had been the first to reach the one hundred visitors count as she was milking her visitors with her vaginal and anal sphincters, so the groups remained around ten minutes with her. Janet needed two hours more to reach that level then the less experienced Joan and Samantha stopped around eighty as their breasts were becoming very sore after being pressed around big cocks so many times. Afterward, they serviced just two men together. At that moment, Dee had overtaken the astounding number of one hundred and twenty men she had serviced. The four girls had serviced no less than three hundred and eighty men in any of their holes and the spectators count reached five hundred, some having followed the show two or three times while wanking themselves.

The first customers had paid a high price for the privilege of using the girls in priority, the other ones paid less crazy premiums. Globally they netted a little more than fifty thousand pounds including the spectators, a sum of which they received immediately one tenth they shared equitably. It had been a gala show, a single event they couldn't even dream to reproduce regularly but it had been extremely satisfying : they now knew they were born to be whores, that they loved to service many men in any of their holes and that they felt proud and happy with their new status.

They booked rooms in the hotel like any live in whore and slept until noon. They were exhausted, sore and wouldn't have been able to walk. They all had the tired out and glowing look of well fucked women. Before going to *****, Joan and Samantha told Abbie that they wanted to receive the same rings on their tits, clits, cunts and nose as Dee and the same red tattoos on their cunts as Janet and Dee. Abbie obliged as it would be simpler to padlock Joan and Samantha's pussy than to make them wear a chastity belt. Janet's ownership ceremony had been postponed to the next day. The girls worked hard meanwhile to empty the house from all its furniture, the freezer and anything they could sell. They wondered where they would ***** and what they would eat that evening in an almost empty house.

When the rented van had been returned, the money of the sale of their furniture dutifully given by Debbie (as she wasn't acting as a whore, she preferred to use her real name) to Abbie, they took a little rest. The men took the four remaining chairs and used the girls' backs as footrests. They didn't move for more than one hour while the men slept soundly, just like good slaves.

They then went to the tattooist and Abbie had the two remaining girls pierced and tattoed. Abbie was referring to their tattoes as brands and he was quite pleased oh having the four girls duly branded. The four of them with their leashes held by their men in a stern hand were a fine image of total control on the women. They crossed the main commercial hall, proud and obedient at the end of their leashes.

They changed then to ceremony clothing, that is Janet put on her old wedding dress and the other girls, including Debbie stayed naked. Her dress was quite evidently more recent and elaborate than Debbie's had been. Justin would take the photographs and he made pictures of Janet clutching proudly Tyrone's arm to a table, the last one in the house covered with a white sheet and decorated with the last white flowers from the garden. Abbie asked Janet to give him her engagement and her marriage rings. He placed the engagement ring, with a big sapphire, into his breast pocket but, as he had done with Debbie's marriage ring, he cut Janet's in two with pincers in a symbolic gesture. His next words were read from a leaflet.

- Now, I pronounce you divorced! You never will wear your wedding ring any more. Kneel down in front of me and announce to your ******, sisters and to the camera that you hereby divorce your husband and want even the souvenir of your marriage to be erased.

As he had done with Debbie, he lifted her veil as she pronounced the definitive words.

- Now present to the camera your wedding license for a close up. . . Now roll it as a cylinder and take it into your mouth.

Abbie opened his fly and freed his cock. He placed it at the open end of the cylinder. Janet knew what was to come and prepared herself for it. The warm jet of his pee filled her mouth in a perfect reproduction of Dee's ceremony. She swallowed the pee as fast as she could. When he had finished peeing, he took out the drenched paper, spread it out carefully. The paper was sopping wet with pee. He applied it on Janet's face. The ink was dripping down, disappearing as fast as it had done in the case of Debbie

- Will the witnesses step forward and add their signature to this document?

Tyrone was once more the first one to come forward. He aimed his huge cock to Janet's face. He rinsed her face with his pee, then Al and Justin did the same thing. Abbie called out.

- Would now Janet's sisters and ****** add their own contribution?

Without a comment, Joan stepped forward, turned her back to her sister, bent forward and parted her legs. When she let go, the jet hit Janet straight on her open mouth, filling her in seconds. She swallowed but didn't try to escape the yellow jet. Her ****** had also remained perfectly still. Samantha added her contribution before Debbie stepped forward.

Abbie then proceeded to shred the piss drenched paper and feed it to Janet. She opened wide and very eagerly her mouth to receive the pieces of paper. She swallowed them. He made her then stand up and reduced her wedding dress into tatters. He took his big knife and cut into pieces her bra, leaving her in her veil, gloves and stockings as he had done with her ******. He hosed her down to clean her somewhat. He made her stand up, fixed the leash to her clit ring and held the handle in his hand. Al had filmed every step of her degradation. He went to the other side of the table.

- Who is claiming, this woman, Janet as his own?

- Me, Tyrone Adams! I claim Janet who wears my rings, my leash and my brand.

The tattoo on her cunt proclaimed her to be Tyrone's whore.

- Janet is now the slave of Tyrone Adams! Tyrone, what career do you want Janet to follow?

- Whore and baby maker, Sir!

- Janet, do you agree to become a whore and baby maker for Tyrone's benefit, for the rest of your life, to abide to his orders, wishes and whims, to service as completely as possible all the men and women he will choose or accept for you?

- I do, Master!

- Then I declare you, Tyrone, the total owner of Janet and you, Janet, the totally owned property of your master Tyrone. Now you can own your property! Enjoy her! She is already pregnant so you don't have to think to impregnate her!

Tyrone took Janet in his arms and laid her on the table.

- Now that I'm your totally owned whore, Master, claim me! I have waited for it since yesterday morning!

Abbie served them afterwards Champagne in plastic glasses. The taste was curious but Debbie and her ********* drank it in total confidence. Moments later, they fell down completely a***** : Abbie had spiked the Champagne. Debbie had understood it in a flash and wondered why he had done this.
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Drum traveling

Abbie was sad to have had to spike Debbie's beverage but he had received strict orders to follow exactly the standard procedure in the future. The central direction thought when they had received his daily report that he might getting too lenient with the girls and finally decide to abort the operation. These girls after their party in the whore house had revealed to be too good earners to take any risks with them. They had therefore advanced the date of their shipment. Frankly with the limited comfort they would have for the next forty eight hours, it was far better they would be passed out. The anesthetic compound was quite fast but Abbie wondered whether Debbie had sipped enough of it before collapsing down to the floor. The four men had known what was about to arrive and they were ready to help the girls to the floor, to prevent them from getting hurt in their fall.

The four men exchanged guilty stares. They were really getting fond of their slaves and maybe the top brass had taken the best decision, after all. They couldn't remain in England with the girls and they couldn't use normal communication ways to ferry them out of the country. The Organization had devised a funny way to smuggle girls without being caught : chemical products are nowadays shipped worldwide in thick plastic containers in various diameters. In the van they had four such drums of about four feet diameter and 6 feet high. They fetched them and disposed them in the now empty family room where the girls had understood in a flash they had a big problem when Abbie and his friends had invaded the house.

The four girls were sat on a chair that would fit perfectly in rails inside the drums. They were fitted with a belt with a strap from front to back holding in place two big but short dildos that would keep their holes stretched. They were not necessary after having been fucked by the mammoth cock of Tyrone and of some of the customers of the whore house the previous day but it was the standard procedure. They kept to it to the letter now. Normally the girls should have fought them and tried to escape, not caring for the consequences for the other ones. The solidarity between Debbie and her ********* was quite commendable as it had allowed him to ensure a smooth transition between their former status of free women to their future condition of cloistered whores. Frankly, Abbie doubted that they would stay a long time cloistered. They had really enjoyed their night as whores and would relish their future lives. They seemed to be free of these age old concepts of shyness, prudishness and shame!

The front dildos were too short to pierce Joan and Samantha's maidenheads but for maximum security, he removed them. There was a screw on the side for that purpose. The center of the dildos was hollowed to allow urine to be evacuated and a powder was dumped inside the drum to absorb it. It wasn't some barbaric ******* item : the Organization was civilized!! They were also plastic foam to block their knees and arm restraints to block their arms. It had a double reason : prevent any harm to the girls during shipment but also prevent the girls from banging on the walls of the drum to attract attention at the airport and during transfers. There was also a double lid with twenty inches deep aluminium sludge in case of customs control, officially for reprocessing in a plant in the South of France. It was sticky and slimy, no Custom officer would check further : the perfect cover up.

The drums had many discreet holes that allowed air to pass freely. They would be shipped in pressurized and heated compartments of air cargoes, the luxury of home indeed but it may be scaring for Debbie if she woke up earlier. He kissed her on her lips before helping her down, affixed the water tube that would feed her with a scotch tape on her mouth. He closed the drum. He had done what he could!

They transported the drums to Heathrow airport. The drums would fly along with passengers. Their first destination was Madrid where they would be transferred to another company. Abbie and his friends were to drive their van to Minnesota, find some place quiet and burn it. They would then go to the local police and complain their van had been stolen. There would have witnesses of them being on the far side of ENGLAND without Debbie if her husband became obnoxious.

Every thing worked fine. The local police emitted the hypothesis someone wanted to rob what was inside the van and burned it in a fit of pique when they found it empty. Abbie and his gang flied away to Mexico and hence to the Organization headquarters for reporting.

Meanwhile, the drums had reached Madrid and had been transferred to another company with a change of label and official ownership in the transit zone. They were soon on another plane to Morocco for official registering in the Organization : the girls would be evaluated, health checked, photographed, measured, they would receive all the adequate shots. They would even receive a FID emitter under the skin to allow the Organization to know precisely at any time where they were on Earth, just in case of an escape. The Organization took every conceivable precautions with its money sources!

Debbie woke up when the plane landed in Marrakech airport. For a housewife who had never exited England, she had now flown to Spain, then Morocco and her already designated final destination was much farther, another trip around the world for her! The drums were transferred to a van that drove into the Atlas mountains through bumpy roads. Debbie really appreciated having been secured and pads placed wherever it was useful. The van stopped in front of a very old Ksar, a traditional fortified house, in a deep valley, far from tourists view.

Debbie had been dizzy and found herself in the dark. She panicked somewhat but she had felt the plane rolling on the tarmac and heard the noise from the reactors. She had realized immediately she was in a plane on the road to her destination, wherever it was! Her only regret was that Abbie wasn't there to comfort her. She was alone to face a totally new threatening situation. She now had total faith in Abbie's capacity to face any problem and she held no grudge against him for spiking her Champagne. He was officially her owner and she knew he would never desert her! It spared her to anguish about her situation. After all, she was a ******, a woman from a country renowned for the guts of the men and women who colonized a whole continent. She clenched her wrists : she would manage!

She felt something hanging from her wrist. She used the limited range of her movements to discover what it was : a small flashlight. She switched it on and discovered she was in a blue plastic drum. She saw some words stenciled on the barrel of the lamp. She read : QUIET, LOVE U, AB, SEE U SOON. She felt a big weight had been lifted from her shoulders : Abbie still cared for her. It wasn't probably a standard procedure to leave their captives with a flash light and a message. She would let the small flashlight fall down when the drum would be opened not to embarrass him. She didn't realize it then but her stress faded away almost immediately. She was now anticipating the future with confidence! Nothing could harm her or her ********* if Abbie and his mates were there!

When Debbie heard someone unlocking the lid, she hastily switched off the light and let it fall down to the floor. The sudden flood of light blinded her.

- Hey, boss, the first one is already awake! She mustn't have ***** enough ****!

- She isn't hysteric?

- No she seems quite calm!

- Good! We will start the process with her. It'll give the other ones time to wake up. I'll give them a shot of caffeine. That should be sufficient!

The men untied her wrists, removed the pads at her elbows and knees and helped her out of the drum. When she was able to stand up, she instinctively, caved in her belly and pushed forward her breasts as Abbie had taught her to do. She angled her breasts slightly to give the men a glimpse of the magnificence of her breasts. The boss of the team whistled.

- My god! I have never seen such boobs. She could have been a porn film star and look at her thin waist! With her hour glass figure, she will be a hit wherever she ends up! She would have been the perfect stand in for Pamela Anderson, just for the better, I think!

The men patted her bottom and her breasts just to see whether they were natural or silicone enhanced. Discovering surgery had no part in her figure made them gasp. They would surely ask whether she would be available before her shipment to her final destination. The team boss told her so; she smiled and replied that her schedule wasn't known so far with a saddened smile but she would love to oblige such polite and charming guys. They tied her wrists to her back in a position she was already familiar. They grinned when she turned toward them with her wrists crossed, ready to be tied. Some one took out a collar with a leash already attached to it. His boss pointed out :

- No need for the collar. The slut came already fitted, thanks to our dear friend Abbie!

They decided to affix the leash to her nose ring. Debbie didn't tell them it would be the first time it would be used. Even a slut has her dignity. She would try her best not to let them draw too hard on her ring. She followed hastily the man who led her away. The rest of the team was now taking the ******** figure of Janet out of her drum. Debbie had noticed that there were four identical drums. So her family hadn't been separated, at least!

Debbie followed the man along quite modern corridors to a door marked in French : Infirmerie. She didn't need a dictionary to know the meaning. There, a man in white blouse and a nurse made quite a number of tests, samplings and shots. The man who exuded authority told her when he had finished.

- I've completed your file. Just know that you've been vaccinated against several illnesses uncommon in England such as yellow fever. You may feel dizzy, or have a little fever. You're in perfect health, not common for a woman your age. You have a skin ten years younger than your real age : congratulations. You are pregnant, It's quite recent but you probably know it. I've given you a new treatment : I've recently discovered it in a hotel in India after a discussion with a local colleague. With a single shot, your ovaries will be stimulated and you'll have twins each time you're knocked up. The effect lasts at least ten years. That implies that you'll provide the Organization at least twenty babies plus the one you've already in your tummy.

- Master, will I be allowed to keep one or two of them?

- The girls are entitled by our internal rules to one tenth of what they produce, that is one tenth of the money and one tenth of the babies you'll provide us!

- Thank you, Master!

- You're welcome! I rarely receive such docile girls! You didn't even protest!

- Perhaps you should ask Abbie to be your sole recruitment agent, Master!

- At least, you seem to know how to answer properly to your superiors! I'll test another part of your abilities. I want you on your four on this low table immediately!

Debbie jumped to obey him, parting her legs as wide as she could, arching her back to offer him the choice of her cunt and her ass. She lifted her head to show off her breasts. The MD chose her ass. She had now sufficient control of her sphincter to open herself in front of him. He loved it and complimented her.

- I see, you'll be a real asset for the Organization! Normally you are returned here every year for routine check out but I may come in person to check YOU out personally and stay there for a few days on vacations. I would ask for your company for my whole stay there!

- I'm to your orders, Master and it would be my pleasure!

- Good to find someone so pliant! Perhaps, you could simultaneously give head to my assistant, Nadia : she has a crush on pretty buxom women like you!

- I never tried to suck a woman, Master, but I'll try to do my best!

- It'll be your only duty for the years ahead, lass.

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Nadia disrobed in front of her. She seemed not to care stripping in front of her boss. Debbie knew already that her own presence wasn't of any importance now! The doctor's assistant was tall and lithe with curvy limbs and a very thick pubic fur almost covering her mound. Only the lips of her cunt had been depilated. The overall impression was extremely lewd. She had never seen such a thing and Nadia seemed to enjoy her surprise.

- Yes, Debbie. Most of the whores in the Organization are totally depilated but the female staff wants to point out the difference. Even in some orgy, you'll know who you are facing!

Nadia pushed her bush against Debbie's face. She may lack experience but she compensated with obvious enthusiasm! She darted her tongue and started to caress Nadia's cunt lips from the base to the clit hood. It was bizarre not to find some ring under her tongue there now. Nadia was humming as Debbie tried her best to satisfy her while the Doctor was exploring her back passage then switching to her cunt, then back. Nadia had to stop her as she was trying to bring her to a third orgasm. The MD had filled her cunt then her bowels with a big load of jizz.

The doctor left a recommendation note in Debbie's personal file. It was the second as Abbie's one had already been filed. Both advised the direct appointment of Debbie to some heavy duty upper class brothel where her beauty and her exceptional professional abilities would be really useful and challenged. Such a recommendation was rather unusual for a newbie but a double recommendation was usually followed by the top brass. . . Debbie was thereafter considered as a real probable asset for the Organization, a big earner.

A guard came to lead her to a bed room to take a shower and rest until she was summoned. Someone would come and lead her to the photographer. The doc told him, she didn't need to have her wrists tied. The man attached her leash to her cunt ring, this time. She pushed her crotch forward and her chest backward as far as she could to help him. The MD nodded approvingly!

- Never seen such a willing captive in my life!

The man led Debbie to a cell with a thick window pane through which she couldn't see anything outdoors. He led her to the adjoining bathroom and surveyed her ablutions, ensuring she douched her cunt and ass and relieved her guts before leaving her. The bed was a padded bench with no comforter. There was a camera above it to watch what she was doing. Debbie was pretty sure someone was watching her. She opened widely her thighs and used both her hands to part her labia. She was totally placed to the discretion of her captors : she had better place herself high in their esteem.

One hour later, Debbie was dozing when the noise of the lock awakened her suddenly. A man, someone she had never met entered. He told her not to move. He attached a leash to her nose ring and ordered her to follow him. The photographer didn't salute her in any way. He left her standing in the middle of his office. He made pictures of her with her arms along her sides from front, back and sideways, then close up of her face, breasts, ass and cunt.

When he had finished, the photographer called for the guard who had remained at attention near the door, surveying every moves from Debbie. The photographer told him to take off his clothes. He then ordered him to penetrate the young woman. He made another series of closeups of Debbie's assets with a big cock deeply embedded in her cunt, ass, mouth and with her tits pressed around him. She then had to press lovingly against the guard, caress his balls, hold his cock between her fingers or her toes, caressing him with her long hair and rolling it into her hair. The last pictures showed her with her face covered with jizz, a sperm filament linking her open cunt to the tip of a cock, a cock pulling out of her ass hole and her luscious tits covered with a white jelly. The photographer had been ****** to enlist other guards for these photographs. Debbie was ordered to smile broadly and invitingly each time.

- I have been ordered to prepare a press book displaying you in all possible activities. It'll be sent to all our customers worldwide in our Organization as an advertisement. It's the first time one of our girls receives such a treatment. I think that they are placing big hopes on you!

Half an hour later, Debbie faced a bald man who was watching her from behind a large desk with three phone sets and piles of papers. There were photographs of girls on the walls. Debbie had the surprise of discovering pictures of herself scrolling on a computer screen. The man turned toward her.

- All your pictures are very hot, Debbie! I would say that any normal man viewing them would jump on the phone to arrange a date with you. You'll be a hit in the brothel to which you've been posted.

- Master, may I ask my ********* to be appointed to the same establishment as me?

- An unusual demand! Usually a ****** wishes her ********* don't witness her degradation as they call it.

- Abbie has trained us differently. We are proud to be whores owned by him and his gang and working for your organization.

- Uhh! I'm not the general Manager of the Organization, just the manager of this assessment center but I commend your loyalty to your owner. I'll have you led back to the photographer's office. You'll help him prepare your ********* and have them the most attractive possible.

- Thank you, Master!

- Don't thank me, there is a price to pay. When Mike, the photographer, has finished, I want you and your ********* in the recreation room with the MD, his assistant, the boss of the reception team, the photographer and his assistant. I want to see personally how you behave in real circumstances.

- No problem, Master!

- Tomorrow morning, you'll service with your ********* all the men and women of this base, that is around fifty. I wonder who will ask for mercy, you or them.

- You must be joking, Master! Abbie has already made me service one hundred and twenty people or so. Let my ********* ***** quietly tomorrow. I'll deal alone with them all!

- You are a cocky girl!

- You'll see tomorrow!

The photographer was surprised to receive such orders from his boss. Debbie Proposed to accompany the guard sent to fetch her *********, one by one. He agreed but she had to walk with her wrists tied. The photographer must be a control freak!. Debbie's joy to see her ******** Janet *****ing on her couch was tremendous. She had no possibility to hug her, so her only option was to kiss her straight on the lips. Janet replied in kind, showing her deep affection and love.

They were led side to side to the den. Debbie was allowed to help Janet with her make up, advising her to find the most appealing poses. When the photographer ended with the active sex pictures, Debbie went as far as wanking and sucking the guys about to fuck her ********. The photographer said he was delighted and wanted to make another set of pictures with Debbie. It was her ********'s turn to rectify her ******'s make up and prepare men to fuck her mercilessly.

Janet was led to an adjoining locked room while her ****** went to fetch her other ********* successively. The moment they were reunited was harrowing. As for Janet, Debbie's only liberty was to kiss them on the lips and press her tits against theirs. She would have loved hugging them but their bonds forbade it purposefully.

The four girls were led together to the recreation room. There were manacled to rings in the wall. The rings were placed pretty high and Debbie and her ********* were left on their tiptoes in a very awkward position. After an hour, Samantha faltered and hang exhausted from her manacled wrists. A quarter of an hour later, it was the turn of Janet, then of Joan. Only Debbie remained on her tiptoes, just helped by the strength of her will.

The bald boss entered followed by the group he had designated. He went straight toward her and had her bonds undone.

- You're really surprising me, Debbie! I made you purposefully in a very difficult and painful position. You could have given up for long like your ********* but you bit the bullet and remained on your toes. I'm relieved you happen to love your ********** and like your new job. Otherwise, we would be in deep trouble.

- Thank you, Master!

- Mike has presented a new commendation for you. From his report, you helped him a lot by preparing marvelously your ********* for their press books. He even decided to reuse some of your tricks to make a second set of pictures with you.as the star.

- Are they good, Master?

- I've just watched them. They are even hotter than the first set. I would never have deemed it possible. I suspect that Abbie and his gang will be very happy with their 20% stake on you. I just wonder how a bunch of hot girls like you managed to stay unknown in your backward place. Someone should have noticed you in a commercial mall or in the street.

- May I offer an explanation, Master?
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- Do it, Debbie, but in a hurry. I am very excited by the prospect of sampling your assets. I'll exert my preemption rights on you for the beginning of this evening!

- I'm to your orders, Master. Abbie has taught us how to pose, walk, dance and use our bodies to attract attention and lure men to hire us.

- And he made a fantastic job at it. You've just won a commendation for him. For our recruiters, there's an interesting bonus included. Now hush with this small talk. Come here, Dee. It's your whore name according to your file!

There were small cots all around the room and a round bed in the center, fit for four at least. Debbie joined the bald man who was standing near the raised bed. He freed her neck from the collar and threw it away but he didn't touch the bonds that tied her wrists. He placed his hands on her shoulders and pushed her down. Debbie knelt gracefully, already knowing what her first task would be. She opened her mouth into a perfect O just too small to accommodate the huge cock of the boss who would have to ***** his way into her willing mouth, giving her ample time to use her now quite skillful tongue to make him mad with lust. He was already moaning helplessly when she allowed him deep into her throat.

For the next hour or so, Debbie used all the tricks Abbie had taught her to pleasure a man. The boss was like a toy in her hands, even though they were still tied to her back and he was using her every holes, pressing finally his cock between her sumptuous breasts. He felt he was in charge but the real master was the bound woman lying in the bed. Debbie was passing with honors her top class whore exams.

Meanwhile her ********* weren't kept idle watching her. Janet had been chosen by the doctor who was practicing deep penetrations on her patient. He had wrist fucked her and was caressing with his thumb her cervix. Janet was moaning in ecstasy as he was titillating her when she could as he simultaneously had managed to take his cock in her mouth. The position was rather acrobatic but seemed to gather the doctor's approval..

On the nearest cot, Mike the photographer and his assistant were sharing Samantha. Her cunt was still out of limits for sure, the rings on her cunt lips tightly padlocked in that purpose but every other possibility had been explored by the two men who had worked together for years. She was expressing what she felt with a variety of sighs, moans, groans and syncopated screams, giving the rhythm to their activities on the bed.

Joan on the last occupied cot was busy with the medic's female assistant and the boss of the reception team. He would have rather enjoyed fucking Debbie on the main bed but rank hath its privileges! It was funny to share a girl as beautiful as Joan with a dyke as steadfast as Cindy was. Many men in the ksar had tried to entice her to try at least once a romp with a man but her scornful glance had been sufficient to deter them. It was a pity as she was very pretty and very active sexually. She would have given joy to many men. Joan seemed to appreciate her skill. Her groans climbed into the frenzy then calmed down to a sustained level before climbing back to a crescendo. He wished the boss would shortly decide to have the girls untied and swapped. He took a Viagra pill : he wanted to have a chance with all the girls...

Jack the boss had similar expectations. He reluctantly pushed back Debbie who was busy slavering on his cock with the firm intention of receiving it once more into her bottom. Being fucked in the ass was awfully dirty, she still felt but it was so deliciously exciting and preparing a cock to enter her back passage was so shameful that the thrill was fantastic. She just wondered how she would feel, sucking on some bick cock to prepare it to enter one of her *********' bottoms or licking him clean fresh out of it. Debbie was unhappy to be denied her intended delicacy.

Jack pushed her out of the bed and called for Joan. She was looking younger than her sisters, even ******** if she was dressed properly. It was the kind of girl perfect for wearing the shortest school girl uniforms with pig tails, sucking lewdly lollipops to interest old men intent of giving them a sound thrashing with a heavy hand. That was the idea : He would start with a good spanking of the little brat on the main bed. She would cry a lot and shed tears but her mouth and throat would be delicious afterward.. Jack ordered to set all the girls free except Joan. She sent him a reproachful glance but didn't object anything.

Debbie was called forth by the Reception team boss. He seemed to have teamed with the MD's assistant. God, she had never tried a dyke. In her former life, she was prejudiced against them, a luxury she was no longer rich enough to maintain.

When the girls were no more used by their masters, they were locked in the recreation room together. They hugged together on the main bed and mourned the absence of Abbie and his friends. They really missed them. They were so much exhausted that they fell asleep immediately. Debbie knew she would have another very demanding session in the morning. She was sure she would be up to the task. She dreamed of Abbie.

The next morning, shortly before nine, someone gently touched her elbow to wake her up. She was lying on her belly and needed a few moments to emerge. She turned her head and her heart nearly exploded in her chest : it was Abbie and his friends were with him, waking up their own girls. They were sporting big smiles.

- Congratulations, Dee! You performed amazingly well, yesterday evening with the top brass here. We followed you on the control screens! Just why did you put yourself in such a mess, taking the whole staff for yourself this morning?

- Pride, I fear, my darling! Jack wanted to have the four of us service fifty men only. I could do it twice without the help of my *********!

- Pride is a luxury I would like you to shed : Your ********* will have the day free with their guys but I'll have to wait until you're done with them : fifty of them and you are already the main subject of gossips here. They would surely want to double with you, if not more! Even if they share you two by two and keep the usual ten minutes, it means about ten hours including your rest periods. I'll have to wait all the day and you'll be in a sorry state at that time!

- I apologize, dear! I was missing you and I didn't think you would arrive today. I even wondered whether I would see you again in my life!

- But I was your owner!

- Beg your pardon, Abbie. I'm pretty sure, from your evident skills in our training that you already own a fine group of girls. Do you visit them regularly?

- You have a point! For your information, I own six girls already. They are scattered in different brothels of the Organization but none appear to be as successful as you are.

- My! Six, seven including me! You must be wealthy. I should marry you! I would suggest you to retrain the other ones in order to increase your income, master!

- You perfectly know that you and your ********* are unique!!!

- Uhh! Thanks for the compliment! Do you know where we have been appointed?

- Yes, the whole family is scheduled to be sent to our best establishment : the Singapore Chinese whore house, top class, very expensive, working non stop all the year and all day long.

- So, we'll not see you anymore!

- You didn't get the best information : we'll be posted in the same place to protect you and if we are sent away to capture other girls from time to time, we'll return finally to the same place, with you. I've been given a commendation, a ten grand bonus for which I must thank you, and a promotion.

- I'm so happy, Abbie and my ********* will be, too. But I must take a shower and prepare myself. I've a big appointment soon and I'm already late. I suppose we are about to travel again in a plastic drum.

- You're right but this time you won't be given ******** and you'll be expected to cooperate, under my supervision, of course. You'll have better to behave, lass!

- I will, Master!
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The Deflowering of Samantha and Joan

Now that Debbie and her ********* Janet, Joan and Samantha had settled in the Chinese whore house of Singapore, the main establishment of the Organization, the group that had ********* them in their home in South England, spirited them away to Morocco then sent them to Singapore; it was time to breed the two youngest girls who were still virgins. The politic of the Organization wanted that firstly all the whores of the house were to be bred each year to provide babies for adoption against a sizable fee and secondly that all the women from the same family should be bred at the same time or about. Having Debbie and her three ********* who really looked like copies of their ****** display similar prominent bellies would surely entice men to book one of them. It was a combination of several classical fantasies for men : fucking the ****** and her ********, fucking two sisters or fucking pregnant women, an inebriating cocktail for most people.

As Joan and Samantha were virgins, their deflowering would be auctioned to the highest bidder. The organization tried always to make as much money as they could from their herd. The announcement of the auction in all the Organization had been done as soon as Abbie had reported their successful dispatch from England. When the medic in Morocco had decided they were in perfect health, the photographer had sent the photos of Joan and Samantha nude, face and profile and in various lewd positions, to all the possible bidders worldwide. All of them were certainly busy evaluating how much they would bid for one of these pretty packs of ultimately fresh meat. The knowledge that their asses had been already extensively used by more than eighty men in a given night was important : some men wanted girls completely untouched, virgin in any holes. They wouldn't bid on Debbie's ********* but to the better as most were perverts. On the opposite side, other men would know the girls had a very good vitality, ready to service them as long as they wanted, all night if necessary, and they would pay a lot for this possibility!

The auction would take place in Singapore but bids would be received worldwide through phone or internet. Some of the wealthiest men in the world wouldn't bid in person with the possibility of being outbid to their shame. Moreover the public deflowering date itself had already been fixed : it would be a week later, on the day of the girls' maximum fertility. The men who would take their cherries and fill their wombs with their seeds would know that they were also most likely impregnating them. They would be given the top priority for adoption of one or two of their litter as Joan and Samantha had both received the Indian medic fertility shots and would surely produce twins as both their ovaries were busy producing eggs for that impregnation. The limited number of places to watch the girls' cherries being popped open had been outsold in two hours and could be found in the black market already at ten times the initial value.

With the very good reaction of the public, the direction had started to accept long term advance bookings to fuck the girls for the first time in its history. The first three months were over booked in less than a week! Neither Joan nor Samantha had been informed of these fabulous results : After all they were just property and who would bother informing even a prize whore that she would have to service fifty men every day for the next three months before having her first day off! At five hundred dollars for half an hour maximum, the girls would earn at the minimum twenty five thousand dollars a day, over two million dollars each for their three months probation period, a very good earning for newbies! Afterwards, the prices would be less interesting but the Organization hadn't been too greedy : the frenzy was so high that they would have sold off at one thousand dollars.

The guys who had been disappointed not to have a date with one of the two new young whores had been proposed their eldest sister and their ******. The demand had been quite good. but good ***** tells : the ****** was from her file 44 but when you looked at her, at her big not sagging bouncers, her thin (for the time being at least) waist, her long slim legs and thighs, you would give her a dozen years less and with complete make up, she could have been the eldest sister of the team. She had a way of walking on tiptoes with her wobbling breasts and hips that was literally fantastic : cocks got quite erect and hard just watching her sinewy gait and she never tried to elude some breast or buttock caress, switching to purring with a broad smile instantly. She seemed to really love being a whore and so her ********* did!

The days before the auction were heavy duty for Joan and Samantha : many men wanted to assess their stamina, whether they would be up to the task expected from them : help a real man with a big cock and high hormones through the night and do it alone!

Before the real auction, Joan and Samantha would be paraded in the hall, first together, both of them in the same red dress than separately in the nude with their manacled wrists. They would wear complete wedding day make up in order to bid up their prices as high as possible.

The dresses Joan and Samantha discovered on the fatidic day were simply indecent : made in a filmy gauze, almost see through, they were sleeveless and with very little material on the shoulders. The front was an invitation to **** : the low cut and oval neck line fell very, very low, displaying their navels in the center of a large expanse of naked tummy. It went down enough to show the red tattoo on their pussies. There was just a fine gold chain under their breasts to keep the dress closed. Otherwise their big young breasts would have jumped out of the skimpy dress!

On the back, it was maybe even worse. The wide lowcut neckline left almost all their pert buttocks without a stitch to protect them. There was also a fine gold chain at the level of their breasts to keep the dress in shape. It was not necessary to tell they weren't wearing any undies at all! If they had gone in the street in such an outfit, they would have been arrested, ****d or both before walking a hundred yards!

They had been given matching five inch transparent heels, stilettos of course red pumps with a leather strap looped around the ankle. They had had to walk with them for two hours after their current fifteen hours a day servicing men with their asses and mouths. Six or seven hours of ***** a day was strenuous but they were young and would cope : it was just for three months!

Joan just pointed out that the dress was very short and anyone could easily see under the hem their pussies especially if they were on a high stage above the assistance. The woman in charge of their preparation nodded :

- That's the game, we'll make you parade on the stage, sporting a big smile, trying to seduce men into bidding for you! Remember that you'll earn ten percent of the final bid and your owners twenty per cent!

- I know that Al and Julien had found a gold mine with our asses. But so are Abbie and Tyrone with Mom and Sis! They don't complain but they love their new job. They find it very exciting!

- And you don't?

- Yes, it's the same thing for us but our pussies are never touched or caressed, always locked under that damned chastity belt! God, the guys don't even try to frig our clits. It's so frustrating and we can't even help ourselves! Most of the time, our hands are manacled to the bedposts or in our back. What for, good gracious?

- I've been told! It's to give your customers the illusion you're non willing reluctant captive whores. It fuels even more their dark desires. And just be patient : in a week, your cunts will take their fair share of heavy duty and it may be not so pleasant for you!

- Frankly, I doubt it. Mom and Sis always come back from their work day with a beaming smile even though they are completely exhausted.

- I would say fucked out in their case, Sis!

- Hush with this small talk! We have just a few minutes left now : here is what you need to know : you'll be paraded around on the stage, the auctioneer will start the bidding. Someone will rip your dresses from you so that everyone would see you naked from Canada to Australia and even in South England. Yes! We have members even there, maybe some one you know personally, or who knows you, maybe the ****** of one or your friends at Uni or one of your cousins. Imagine how you would react if the winner of the auction would be a close parent!

- Oh! I would never agree! I would fight him!

- Remember you're property now, I keep reminding this fact to you. Even if your ****** was the winner, you would have to open your legs for him and ask him how he wants you! Neither you, nor your sisters, nor your ******, have any more say about it. It's only the master in front of you who decides as long as he is ready to pay for it. The only one allowed to have you or to give you for free is your owner and in your case it's still provisional as the ownership ceremony hasn't been performed. It will be scheduled on the next morning after your deflowering.

- At last! The ceremony was breathtaking for my ****** and for Janet! It seemed to have formed a real bond between them since!

- As it should be! The owned girl doesn't have any more self respect or shyness left. She should be totally pliant to her owner's desires and if he wants her as a whore and a baby maker, it'll be her total fulfillment for a slave whore to comply to her owner's orders!

- OK, Mistress, we'll try our best for the benefit of the Organization!

- And yours, remember it! You'll get more in one day then you would have had in a month with a classical job and it'll be certainly much more enjoyable! I want you very joyful on the stage, smile, be very competitive against one another and hold nothing back. Would you like to make a bet between you?

- What kind of a bet?

- For example that the girl who will be sold for the highest price will get her ass hole licked by the loser!

- That suits me!

- Me too! I would love having my ass hole licked by my sister after more than a dozen men have spewed their goo inside my tiny ass hole!

Joan and Samantha were led to the back stage, just separated by a thick d**** from the stage where the auctioneer was beginning to warm up the assistance.

- Ladies and gents, Imagine it'll be the first time in my life that I auction out a pair of superb TWIN bitches. I've watched the photos as I'm sure you have done, too and I can tell you that they have the most luscious bodies you can imagine, firm, fresh, nubile and still untouched there where it is most important! Imagine what it will be like, bursting through their hymen, plundering, savaging something from their body, something they will never get back, taking their most cherished treasure, the symbol of the purity of their youth.

He had tremolos in his voice. The two sisters looked one another. They had never attached so much importance to that membrane which barred the access to their cunt. In fact, they expected great pleasures as soon as that barrier would have fallen down. Their ****** and sister had just warned them : if the winner of the auction for them had a really big cock, not a long one but one with a big girth, that could be rather painful the first time. The good point was that nine months later, if everything went well; they would give birth to two magnificent babies and be allowed to keep one if they cared for it!

The auctioneer announced Joan and Samantha giving their full name and the name of the small village where they lived. Now, sooner or later the news that they had become whores in some far away brothel would surely leak out to their families and friends. Oh, it was too late to regret it now but they could have offered their cherries to friends or cousins. They had a rather large family and some of their cousins were really cute. . . But afterwards, having it taken by total strangers could have its advantages.

Joan took her sister's hand as they mounted on the stage. They were sporting big smiles and waved with their hands high above their heads. They were dead afraid but made any effort to look eager and petulant. Aids held their leashes to parade. Their dresses were short and slightly pushed up by the leashes attached to their clit rings, so that their cunts were completely on show. People hadn't to watch under their dress : the dresses were lifted to show them off!

A spot was following each of them. When the parade was finished, the aid holdind Lisa grabbed the neckline of Samantha's dress. When the auctioneer announced that the young woman would be sold the first, he pulled the tissue with all his strength. The chiffon dress was ripped into tatters and Samantha appeared in the glory of her youth. She was so pretty that the assistance gasped and applauded in delight.

The aid holding her leash whispered to Samantha :

- Take a sexy pose, damn!

Samantha hastily half turned to offer her profile to the assistance who became mesmerized by the fullness of her breasts and her flat tummy.

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- Yes, Ladies and gents, she is quite a beautiful flower still in button. The man who will fuck her in a week will have the privilege of making her blossom, open her to the world and make her pregnant with twins. She has been treated to make both her ovaries to produce ovules. I may book her myself in seven or eight months when this smooth flat belly will be stretched out by the babies one of you will have sired into her womb. She is just twenty two, well educated as she was with her sister a professor at Guilford University in South England before being *********. They were promised to a brilliant career and instead, will serve for all their lives for our perverted pleasures! Life is good for us!

- What am I offered for that fresh rose? We will start the biddings at two thousand dollars! It's a real bargain! They would be worth much, much more! Yes, I got two thousand. . . Yes, Four thousand, here in front . . . Six thousand in the back,. . . ten thousand on the left!

The biddings soon limited to one man in the assistance, the man Debbie had begged to bid for her ******** or at least one of them and a man on Internet. At fifty thousand dollars, the man in the assistance bowed out, defeated.

- Who give me sixty thousand dollars for the privilege of deflowering that virginal beauty and mount her at will for a full night? No one? Yes, someone on the phone, sixty thousand, seventy,. . . eighty, ninety, ninety five, going for ninety five,. . . going once, . . . going, twice,. . . sold for ninety five thousand dollars to a gentleman on the phone. I'm sorry, lass, you'll discover who will breed you just at the moment of your defloration. The suspense will be for you!

Then it was Joan's turn. Her dress was ripped from her body, this time by both aids who caught both sides of the collar of her dress and pulled them apart. The dress was split in two neatly, revealing in a flash her cunt lips and the lowest part of her buttocks. The crowd cheered in approbation. Joan tried to smile and keep a sexy pose.

God! The tension that had existed for the sale of her sister had completely vanished. The crowd was more interested by watching her cunt and nipples rather than bidding on her defloration! Joan felt humiliated. The worse would be she would have to lick her sister's ass hole AFTER it had been well used by her customers, probably tomorrow!

She realized that she had been sold for sixty thousand dollars to the man her ****** had begged to bid on them. Dee (they were beginning to use her nickname, especially in public instead of ****** or Mom as she was now their trade colleague) had described the man to them, telling them he was gentle and caring, he had a very long and very hard cock but not of so huge in girth as some of her ******'s customers. Her defloration would not be extremely painful. Her sister may not have had the same luck. Every thing considered, Samantha might be the loser in that deal!

Finally she felt quite proud coming back to her bedroom to take a shower richer by six thousand dollars on her account. She would also have the pleasure of telling Al she had earned for him twelve thousand dollars. He could soon buy himself that Porsche boxter car he had dreamed since they had met, a car she would have paid in totality with her ass literally! Damn, she should stop dreaming! They were still thirty men who were waiting their turn to fuck her ass and her mouth that evening. She would tell them that, in a week, her cunt would be available, too. She was the really good young whore, always eager to please men and earn a few bucks more! Inexorably, her mind was adopting the ways of thinking of a prostitute and she didn't even realize it! She hurried toward her bath room. . .

The days passed then slowly, bringing them their daily group of a mixture of handsome and ugly, white, yellow, black or brown, young or old, beardy, well combed or bald men Joan and Samantha received as well as they could. They weren't that interested in meeting new, sometimes very interesting people. They were somewhat bored, and above anything anxious about the way their defloration would take place, how much it would hurt and how much pleasure they would draw from being fucked in the conventional way and not taken doggie style from behind as usual!

The D-day had finally come (D for defloration of course) at last. The manager of the whore house had decided that Joan would play the role of the guest star as she won the lowest bid only

For the ceremony, she had been given a beautiful white silk wedding gown. On their wedding days, brides could choose all kind of dresses from the most demure to some rather sexy ones, with very low cut ones, offering their cleavage to the eyes of the assistance with frilly laces and filmy gauzes. This one was of the most wanton type, backless, strapless, with a slit in the front from the hem, brushing the floor up to her navel. When she was standing still, it fitted around her body, seeming quite shy but when she tried a little step forward, it opened completely and showed all the length of her stockinged legs to her red garter belt and the sumptuousness of her naked pussy. It had been deprived of her chastity belt, at last and it had been a real pleasure to get rid of it, just at the last moment before she was escorted to the stage.

The stage was covered with red satin drapes. Joan had entered the lavishly decorated room alone with the notes of a bridal music and waited now for the arrival of her suitor, standing at attention. He waited for the last notes to step in under a torrent of applauses. He wore a very elegant Gucci suit, had his hair perfectly groomed and was freshly shaven. He was quite handsome and was surrounded by a discreet cloud of expensive and very virile fragrances. Joan felt her heart beat faster at the perspective of having such a glorious looking man tear her cherry.

Joan advanced toward him, placed her hands on his muscular chest and offered him her lips. She was a slave and thus not allowed to initiate any sexual contact. She was to be ready for anything, to offer herself lewdly but not take any direct initiative. He pressed his lips on hers, pushing his tongue inside her mouth. Their tongues mingled as she held his face in her hands. At least, it was a move she was allowed to do as he had started the action.

- Please, master, I'm so hot for you. Take me as you want! Make me yours completely!

He didn't need to be ushered. He had paid a huge sum for her, had dreamt of her for a full week. He wanted to fuck her today and do it several times that night. He kept kissing her lips. Then he whispered to her the order of helping him out of his clothes. Obediently, she took off his jacket and unbuttoned his shirt. He had no tie. She unhooked his belt and unbuttoned slowly his fly taking care not to touch his cock. It was a treat she would keep for later. Her hands caught the waist of his trousers and helped them down. She carefully folded it as his other clothes on the back of a chair. He was now only in his boxers and socks. She bent down to pull off his socks, turning toward the assistance. She knew that her wedding dress would open up to her navel, giving the people watching them more than a glimpse of her pussy which was becoming wetter and hotter by the minutes. She was quite ready to be plundered, be it by this quite handsome man or by whoever would be at hand!

His boxers were pushed into a huge tent by the massive shaft that was desperately trying to pierce the fabric. She took the elastic waist band and pulled the boxers down. Joan's heart jumped in her chest as she discovered the huge cock that would soon make her a complete woman, a three shots gun as Abbie called it. It was gorgeous, pointing toward her face, already quite hard as Dee had told her. It wasn't outrageous big, just three inches diameter, just very long, about 12". It would fill her pussy completely and quite nicely but if he was sufficiently good at it, her cervix would open for him and let him spew his potent sperm directly on her eggs. Her ****** had told her it had been an indescribable experience for her.

Joan took the massive cock into her hands. God she couldn't encircle it with her thumb and forefinger. It was huge, larger than what she had expected. She was afraid, terrorized even but she knew that now, nothing was going to stop her defloration from happening. He obviously wanted it and now she was, too! The man took her in his arms, kissed her neck quite tenderly then nibbled her earlobes with his teeth, pushing his tongue into her ear. It tickled, she squirmed and laughed and, then discovered that that simple stimulation had made her swooning from desire for him. He pushed toward the bed, taking her in his arms, carrying her to the bed as if she was a treasured and very fragile object. He laid her on the bed and clapped his hand.

The door through which he had entered, opened a second time to let in two scantily clad women. They were wearing red babydolls, so short that they stopped at their waists, leaving in plain view the red tattoos on their bald pussies. The babydolls were made in the sheerest gauze, letting nothing to the imagination. The two women were also wearing matching five inches red stilettos and nothing else. Watching Joan in her scandalous wedding gown had been a major turn on for most people in the assistance but discovering these two quite appetizing women displaying so lewdly all their charms made many of them explode in their pants. They were, for sure, Joan's ****** and sister, with the same hairstyle as her to emphasize their close resemblance.

They placed two big cushions under Joan's back to heighten her cunt and facilitate the man's work. They parted open completely the wedding gown, completely freeing his way to her dripping cunt. He positioned himself between her widely parted legs, bent forward and took her left nipple in his mouth, kneading the other one between his fingers. In no time, the nipples got engorged and became as hard as the man's cock. They were pointing to the sky.

Joan was caressing his cock, massaging his balls while Dee and Janet were licking sensuously his shaft and cock head, one of each side of him. The cock was throbbing desperately under their combined ministrations. Joan then took the knob in her hands and began to rub it between her breasts. When she felt he would never get bigger, she pulled it down gently and began to rub it between her cunt lips, insisting on her clit. She was oozing love juices and she coated generously his cock with it.

Her ****** and sister had switched to pushing their fingers into Joan's twat, trying to ream her, to prepare her to accommodate the big intruder that was about to fill her to capacity. She was dripping with excitement. Dee and Janet had now two fingers each in her cunt, working them in and out as fast as she could in the slick cavern! They guided the big shaft toward the entrance of Joan's wet slit.

Joan had her eyes glued to his, unaware of the moves of her sister and ******. They were now rubbing his engorged cock head against her pussy slit. The knob was parting slowly her cunt lips, getting steadily deeper into her. When the wider part had disappeared inside, the two women put their hands behind the man's waist and pushed him forward. Joan began to moan desperately as she felt her innards being stretched out. Now that the head had popped into her pussy, the rest should be easier.

Dee and Janet took Joan's ankles in their hands and lifted them upward while still maintaining their pressure on the man's loins. He was continuing to push in slowly. They didn't press the movement, letting Joan time to being accustomed to feeling such a huge cock inside her. Joan continued moaning, digging her nails into her palms and still fixing his eyes.

He was enjoying immensely the warm tight sheath that was enveloping him. He began to move in and out from her cunt, first by a fraction of an inch then increasing the depth of his movements as she began to meet his movements. Each time he gained a fraction of an inch deeper. He bent forward and took her lips under his mouth, kissing her fervently. He was moving his cock inside her pussy in rhythm and her belly was arching up to meet his thrusts.

Dee and Janet were encouraging him.

- That's it, man. Fuck her now as the bitch she is at heart!

His cock head was now passing between her cunt lips that had opened in acceptance. She was so tight he was just fucking her by a single inch or so. He wanted to get deeper into her love tunnel. Joan would very soon take him in full into her.

Despite her ****** and sister's encouragement, she wanted to prolong the moment, knowing it would never come back. She gripped her hands behind his neck, knowing that when she would have to abandon that support, she would be irremediably fucked. The man was pulling her down by the hips, increasing slowly his downward pressure. She had valiantly supported his pressure but now, she was losing her grip.

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Slowly, she impaled herself on his erect pole. He suddenly felt a resistance to his penetration : the tip of his cock had come into contact with her hymen. She moaned in despair. Their delicious toying was coming to its end. He increased still more the pressure on her hips. The pain in her overstetched membrane had become unbearable. She was now screaming in pain. At any moment, her hymen would simply burst. Suddenly, the man pulled her up by a couple of inches. The pain faded away instantly. She emitted a long gasp of relief followed immediately by a ******** scream of despair. He was now pulling her down with all his strength. She had gathered speed in her fast dive. He broke though her hymen. She screamed madly as he continued to pull her down with the same strength. Her cunt was now enveloping tightly his cock like a velvet glove.

He stopped a minute to savor his triumph, pulled back one more time and plunged violently downward, stretching out the deeper recesses of her cunt. She was shrieking in pain, crying openly. He humped her two or three times to complete his victory. His cock was now nudging closely her cervix. He tested it with a few more powerful humps No he was all the way in. Joan thought he would content himself by spewing his sperm there but she didn't really knew him. The pain had disappeared now that he had filled her to capacity. Her heart beat gradually fell back to normal.

He began a slow back and forth motion and picked up the pace. Joan held him lovingly as he spread her legs wide open bringing her feet off the ground still held up by Dee and Janet with her knees above his waist. She was taking his cock deep quite willingly. It was the moment for him to launch a new, very ****** attack. He suddenly pounded her cunt as deep and hard as he could. Completely bewildered, she felt him drive into her deeper and deeper. He pound into her cervix until it gave way and pushed beyond entering her womb. He finally exploded inside her planting wads after wads of warm potent jizzm deep into her womb.

- Oh God, That's SO GOOD! Thanks, Master!

Joan was now realizing and feeling that his baby making goo was probably already covering her eggs and fertilizing them. Maybe his very potent seed was doing its job at that very instant but at the worst, it would be in the coming minutes. God! Two months before she would have asked him to pull out before he comes. She had planned to have a baby when she got old, around 30, she had never imagined becoming prego at 22! And this man she had not known one hour before had just impregnated her and he would leave, probably definitively her life. She was sad about it. Normally men should remain to your side for some time, days, weeks or months. Pshaw, it was still some free girl's dreams of love! She had to remember that this man had paid a lot of money to deflower her, to fuck her and knock her up, nothing more. When she would give birth to her twin babies, he could pick one, one he would choose and leave the other one to her or to someone else for adoption or he could turn down the offer and leave her the first choice. She would have to get used to it : she would never be nothing but a slave whore, a baby maker and a surrogate ****** for men she would never see again!

Her ****** and sister were still holding her feet as high as they could to have gravity help to fertilize her eggs. As soon as her lover had disengaged, Dee produced a big dildo with which she plugged Joan's cunt. The sperm wouldn't drain down from her! She was instructed to keep her cunt plugged all the night, except to add another load inside. Afterward, she was to ***** with her buttocks held up all the night to put the maximum chances on her side. She knew that she would do the maximum to ensure her impregnation. Abiding to such orders is the basis of a slave whore's conditioning.

The man wiped his ******** cock on her dress. Custom wanted Joan to keep all her life that soiled dress as a souvenir of her public defloration by a stranger! It would have been the ultimate shame for a free woman and it was the ultimate pride of a slave whore!

Joan just wondered in how many months anyone could see she was carrying but she had other things to think to. That man would remain with her all the night. Her second mission was to make him hard again to allow him to fuck her again and again. She had an even more urgent mission : clean his cock. It was the duty of a good whore and she would do her best to satisfy her customers, how ever nasty or dirty their demands! She kneeled at his feet and took his cock into her mouth. She felt the taste of her own ***** on her tongue. . . It was now Samantha's turn to submit completely to her master for the night and tomorrow morning, she would have to attend the ownership ceremony for Joan and her sister after a quickie with Al and Justin!.

Dee and Janet discreetly exited the stage to do the same service to Joan's sister. Afterwards, Dee would service the spectators of Samantha while Janet would come back to take care of Joan's ones. By that time, both groups would be horny as hell and they would have to service them all the night, too. They were prepared for it and after watching closely that first defloration, they were quite eager for it!

- - - - Samantha had heard from a distance the screams and applauses that have accompanied her sister's defloration. It seemed to have proceeded smoothly. Even though, she had had the little pleasure of having her ass hole licked by her sister on the previous evening, Samantha had felt jealous of her sister. She had had the lover that her ****** had chosen for them, he was handsome and his cock was the dream tool to burst through a tight hymen. She may be less lucky, herself! And, to compound her fear, she didn't even know how her future lover looked like! He may be ugly, he may even be a woman : a big lifeless strap on dildo could easily pierce her hymen, even if it couldn't impregnate her but that wasn't so sure as some contained heated tanks just for impregnating lesbians

The stage was even more lavishly decorated than for Joan. It was the main event of the evening after all. The wedding dress she was wearing was even lewder than Joan's. They would discover it on the next morning as they would wear their defloration outfits with their ***** on them for the ownership ceremonies. They would replace the wedding dresses their ****** and sister had worn just a month ago.

It was a white babydoll just like Dee and Janet's just longer to the floor. The cups of the top had been cut out, just framing her generous breasts with a fine lace trimming. The fabric of the dress was even more transparent than nylon curtains. With her five inches stilettos she looked like a fairy in its diaphanous veils. Samantha took a sexy pose for the assistance's benefit, waiting for the arrival of her future mate.

Before she had realized it, he was on stage and he was powerfully built, more like Tyrone with bulging muscles on his arms and chest. He was white. She looked at his face and jumped back by several feet : She knew him!!! He was her uncle Archie! He had often come to visit them. Debbie didn't like him too much but her ****** Tony did. He was lecherous, always trying to corner Debbie or any of her ********* in some discreet place. She had felt so often even in public his hand brush against her breasts and her buttocks that she had stopped noticing. He even once came under the table to caress her thighs in the middle of a conversation. Since then she had stopped wearing skirts and dresses and switched to jeans. Now with her new job, she had had to switch back to skirts just to entice men into touching her! Debbie had warned Samantha as she had all her ********* that Archie wanted nothing but have his hands inside their knickers. Debbie herself was not exempt of his attention even in presence of her husband. Tony smiled and always let him do as he wanted, occasionally encouraging him.

Samantha had seen once her uncle in trunks on the sundeck near the swimming pool. He had something quite unique : his cock was really huge, a little more than 12 " in length, as he boasted, and four and a half inches in diameter. God! She was expected to let that baseball bat enter her, and not by the handle! He would surely split her in two! She turned the head in fear and discovered her ****** and sister with goggled eyes watching the man who had paid so much to take her cherry. They had come to help her and discovered she was facing a horny ape, a gorilla or something like it but not a man. He was looking toward his prey as if he was about to devour her.

He stretched on the bed calmly and told her :

- As you're nothing but a paid whore, don't expect me to spare you in any way, my dear niece. You're going to do the whole job and I'll be watching you perform for me and as you work hard to stretch yourself to accommodate me, I'll play with your ****** and sister. If you take too long, I may decide to fist them.

He had big hands, almost out of proportion with his body. Being fisted by him would amount probably to have your cunt definitively ruined. She now had the lives of her ****** and sister in the balance. Samantha bunched up her dress and pushed hastily her cunt in contact with his cock. God, he smelled awful : he must not have washed for weeks. He really reeked! His cock smelled sex, sperm, pee and plenty of other odors more or less unpalatable. She rubbed hastily his cock against her pussy lips, insisting when he was nibbling her clit. Against her expectations, her cunt soon oozed love fluids. God! Was it thinkable that she could be excited by that beast!

- I decided not to wash for the whole week for you to discover how a real man, a wood logger in the forests would smell. It's quite different from the perfumed skin of your wimp friends at Uni, isn't it?

The more she rubbed against him, the more lubricated she got! By some perverse twist of her mind, the perspective of being soon soiled by her dirty and nasty uncle turned her on. While she was working hard on him, he had deliberately pushed four fingers in a cone in Debbie and Janet's cunt. They had heightened themselves as far as they could, giving him ample place to move his fingers in and out of their ******** pussies. He had ordered them to push down their cunts when they felt him pushing up his fingers. As good whores, they were obeying his instructions, knowing they would ultimately be ruined by him with their own collaboration but they had been thoroughly trained to obey. Slowly, his knuckles were disappearing into their cunts. The last knuckle had just disappeared inside them when his knob suddenly popped inside Samantha's pussy. With a groan of dismay, he disengaged his hands and focused his interest on Samantha. The friction and the large amount of love fluids Samantha had provided had somewhat cleaned the disgusting cock. Archie nearly didn't reek any more. It just smelled awfully bad!

This time, Archie accompanied Samantha's moves with his hands on her hips. He was alternatively pushing and pulling her on his cock, trying to ***** himself always deeper and he was succeeding : his cock was gaining slowly inside her. Debbie and Janet overcame their disgust and began to lick and salivate on his cock to add some lubrication. It was the first time they had a really active sexual contact with him. When he was trying to fist them, they were like fuck dolls, inanimate objects! It was foul and dirty but some primitive ***** seemed to guide the three girls. Samantha's internal walls were parting in front of the invading cock. He found it easier and easier to slide inside her once very tight channel.

His steady pressure and the threats he had heaped on Samantha's head seemed to have hit home. The tip of his cock arrived in contact with her hymen faster than it had been with Joan. Archie was no artist as the man who was still actively sweeping Joan's love channel at this very moment. He had helped her up from the invading tool before slamming her back down onto it. Instead Archie had decided to apply a higher and higher pressure until her maidenhead gave way. His way was probably more painful for the young girl but more enjoyable for him. He really loved feeling the thin membrane stretching desperately before his menacing tool. Samantha was now screaming continuously in pain and he loved listening to that melodious tune like a true sadist. He pinched savagely her breasts, twisting her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and squeezing them mercilessly. She contracted on herself under the pain and that simple move did the trick : her maidenhead burst under the irrepressible pressure and Archie could continue his way into the depths of Samantha's belly.

Nothing could stop his progression now. With just a couple of humps, his cock went into close contact with her cervix. It was his moment of triumph, she had been fucked completely by her uncle. He went in and out rapidly to reach his own climax. He wasn't the kind of man interested by the pleasure of his partner. He flooded her cervix with a gallon of his cum. The pressure was so great that some of it burst forth inside her womb and inseminated Samantha. He had done his job! Now he could enjoy the young girl, making her dance around his cock all the night. He thanked officially Debbie and Janet for their help and sent them to service the assistants that were now delirious, just wishing now that he could have his eldest niece and his sister in law also playing cup and ball game on his cock now. He found comfort that he could now quite easily book Debbie or any of her ********* for half an hour whenever he wanted and they wouldn't be allowed to turn him down!

His mind then turned to other evil ideas : why not put Debbie into her former husband's clutches. He would love torturing her and her *********. He would just add a condition : everything should be done in his presence. Tony was really nasty at times. Debbie and her ********* would always remember that day IF they survived to it!
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Uncle Archie always did what he had decided. He waited eight months, coming regularly to follow the growing bulge of Debbie and her *********' bellies, fucking them all as often as he could afford. The four girls were now quite used servicing him. Debbie and Janet had the less impressive bellies as they had only one baby on board. The bellies of Samantha and Joan, Debbie's youngest ********* were at the end of their pregnancy so bloated out that they could hardly move. Archie took many photographs of them, promising to present them to the whole family. He made close up pictures showing their depilated pussies and the red tattoo informing the world that they were Abbie, Tyrone, Al and Justin's whores. There were also several photographs of the four girls being double teamed or subjected to multiple penetrations. Archie loved them especially as he felt such images being totally degrading and debasing for the girls.

Archie slowly and quite deliberately instilled in the family's minds that Debbie and her ********* were no longer ordinary family members like themselves but just cum sluts, fuck toys to be used and ******. When he would organize the family meeting he wanted culminating into Debbie's execution, nobody would lift a finger to help her!

His intentions were far from gentle : he expected, in fact, he wished that Tony would try to draw a vengeance from his former wife (he had sued for divorce as soon as he had found that Debbie had sold all his belongings, emptying completely their home, selling even their car). He had been able to find the second hand dealer to whom Debbie had sold off everything. He had bought back what he had liked and let anything Debbie had chosen during their marriage. Abbie's plot had succeeded even far better than he had thought : Tony had never suspected that his wife had been *********. He had sent detectives throughout the country to retrieve her and her ********* to no avail. He had been helped somewhat by Janet's husband who hadn't found his wife when he had come back from his business travel and still wondered what his wife could have reproached him!

Tony's wrath had fallen back on her ********* as if they could have played a role in his discomfiture. He had officially disowned them, pretending they had been conceived as his wife was cheating him. He sued Debbie for repayment of the education costs. As Debbie and her ********* were not there to defend themselves, he had won his libel and was now free from any liability toward them all.

He had already remarried to Debbie's half sister, Carol with whom Debbie had never been able to come in good terms. While Debbie had loved taking care of her home and its inhabitants, Carol was most interested by receptions, leaving the maintenance to a grudge and a butler, the food preparation to a part time cook. She was spending most of her time at the local women's club house, the spa and meetings with her look-alike friends.

Archie chose the day of Debbie's delivery (of a very beautiful mulatto *** Abbie named Doug) to inform Tony he had found his former wife. She was now employed, he told him, in a whore house in Singapore he pretended to have just located. Tony sneered that Debbie had chosen the right place to start a new life. He wanted to fly there to retrieve her and beat her to death if possible. Archie pointed out that the security of the whore house would jump him before he had just seen her and in his case, a subtle vengeance was sweeter than ****** ***** display. He proposed to book her and her ********* for a few days as the summer was never good in Singapore with hot temperatures and heavy rain. The management of the whore house would be too glad to have four of their staff rented abroad.

He hadn't envisioned that the four girls would be sent with their accompanying staff, two black and two white men. It had been a fortunate circumstance that Abbie and his gang was there and idle, otherwise, it was probable that Debbie would have found herself in the depth of some bay along the coast with concrete boots at her feet. The fee of keeping four international class call girls during three days even then in this low sea*** including travel expenses and support team had been estimated at two hundred thousand dollars. Fortunately, Debbie's ****** was very rich. His fortune reached a couple of hundred million dollars and two hundred grands would be a trifle money for him. He had been very upset by the disappearance of his most cherished ******** (he always had had a crush on her since she had reached adulthood) and her three *********. When Archie informed him that Debbie had been found in a whore house on the other side of Earth, he was devastated but finally maintained he would pay to have his grand ********* and his ******** there, be it for three weeks only.

Tony played the gentleman and offered to house the meeting. His house was big enough to lodge around twenty people. For sure, the girls would not retrieve their former bedrooms. A mattress in the basement would be largely sufficient for whores. He just emitted the suggestion that his former wife could entertain the family with her *********. . . None of the invited guests dared to concur but it was clearly what all of them had in mind. As four pretty girls of the family had chosen that shameful trade and would be at hand, why not take advantage of it!

The whore house rules stipulated that girls should be left idle for three months after delivery before being bred again but there was an allowance if customers required it. It had been a stipulation of the contract negotiated with Tony that the four girls would be bred then. The next week would be the only available possibility as Joan and Samantha were just entering in their fertility time while Debbie and Janet would be only a week later.

A little bribery had allowed the house to obtain forged papers for Debbie and her ********* as soon as the discussions had started a month before. The girls would be Singapore inhabitants of English origin, traveling as tourists to England. There would be Mrs Debbie Whitaker, Janet Adams, Joan Fergus and Samantha Martens : they had just attached to their usual name, the family names of their owners. Otherwise, their papers were perfectly official and genuine.

Tony had flown to Singapore to sign the contract. He asked to meet Debbie. The House agreed to it as business was lagging for the time being. Someone agreeing to pay two hundred thousand dollars for four prostitutes should be treated with grace. Debbie hadn't been warned : she had been expecting just another nameless customer and she was stupefied being placed in front of her former husband. She had been informed that he had asked and obtained the divorce and had disowned their ********. It had hurt her : they had had no say in the events but, everything considered, it may be to the better : their new home was that whore house and their trade brought them much more satisfactions than their previous life and, above all, her little Doug was so sweet! It was the first time she had given birth to a boy and she felt that new experience extremely fulfilling!

The meeting was tempestuous, Tony accusing her of having cheated on him, of having fled with her ********* (he never spoke of OUR *********, a revealing sign!) after having sold off all their belongings. Debbie replied that they had been ********* and her ********* had been kept hostages to ensure she would keep the secret. The money had just transited through her account to be given in cash to the gang which had ********* them. Tony didn't put any faith on this story that was nonetheless almost completely true with the only provision that Debbie had collaborated completely and joyfully with her **********. Before leaving, he told his former wife he wanted to fuck her. She feared he might become violent if he wasn't sated and she lay on the nearby bed. He entered her with almost no friction. Debbie had recently been stretched out by a very big cock, 12". Despite all his efforts and her cooperation, both of them couldn't feel anything. She apologized but he wanted not to hear anything. He went out, furious, and asked to be sent younger women, not "stretched out old cows" like his former wife!

The director in charge of complaints, shocked to hear such vile words about his best earning girl, proposed him a couple of young women.

- Do you want white, black or Indian girls, sir?

- I suppose all of them are slave whores ********* somewhere!

- It's true, sir, the best ones we picked for the pleasure of our customers.

- Then send me a couple of white girls but don't switch on the light. I don't want them to recognize me if they succeed to escape some day. I would like to breed them.

Tony wanted to pay the fee for breeding two girls but it was denied by the manager.

- It's on the house, Sir!

The two girls soon joined him in a darkened room. Tony hadn't thought that if they couldn't recognize him, it was also the other way around. He didn't realize it was his own ********* that he faced now. They were the only white girls that were to be bred in the house that week. The management had decided that thus his wishes would be fulfilled. In fact, he had been offered a service he had paid in full a few minutes before.

In the house, the contraception was based on diaphragms that could be removed in a few minutes and the girls could be bred on very short notice. That had been precisely the case. Samantha and Joan presented themselves in front of their ****** totally unprotected, ready to be bred by this stranger. The removal of their diaphragm just a few minutes before had been a quite clear sign. Completely unknowing, Tony made Joan on her four on the bed and buried himself in her cunt, blowing, panting and groaning as he fucked her mercilessly. Aahh! This girl was way tighter than Debbie. He spewed his jizzm deep inside her. He hadn't realized that if he had felt something, it was just because Joan was much younger than Debbie and resized faster! With two or three additional pregnancies, the difference would be reduced to almost zero! Tony turned toward Samantha and smiled. The second girl seemed as fresh to his hand as the first one. In fact, from what his fingers could tell him, both girls could be twins! They were, and they were HIS twins. Unshakably, as usual, he began to fuck the second girl and soon after sired in her belly her second pair of twins. It was only when Tony exited the door that the outside light allowed Joan and Samantha to know that they had just been bred. . . by their ******!!!

They reported the problem to the management.

- No fuss, girls! This man has booked his former wife and their three ********* with the intention to breed them. He's just a bit early!

- But it was. . . ******!

- Yes, Sam, it was but you forget a few basic rules of this whore house : Even if your ****** was the winner of an auction or had booked you, you would have to open your legs for him and ask him how he wants you, nothing more! Neither you, nor Janet, nor even your ******, have any more say about it!

They finished in a chorus with a big smile, just somewhat ****** this time!

- As we are property, now! Yes we have learnt it!

Debbie and her ********* hadn't been informed that they would live in their former home, just that it was Eli, their ****** and grand ****** who had paid the expenses. It was a great joy going back home until they learned that Tony would house them and that Eli had paid to have them bred! Impossible, he never had any odd gestures toward any of them but the fact was there : he had signed the money order for the contract specifying all of them would be bred for this occasion. Bahhh! At least, the problem was already solved for Joan and Samantha!

The flight to Heathrow was gay although the four of them feared to face big problems at the arrival. Debbie passed the Immigration control alone as she was nominally a native from Singapore while her mate was a US citizen, the same thing for the other girls. They rented a van. Abbie chose the model he had used to ****** Debbie. It evoked plenty of rather happy souvenirs for Debbie and her *********. They all took the hand of their owners except Debbie as Abbie was driving. She contented herself by caressing slowly his cock with her hand she had snaked into his fly. They cuddled against their mates while they drove quietly to their destination. Their home hadn't changed much since their ****** departure : more flowers, less weed, courtesy of a gardener who worked hard.

They climbed down from the van and went to the door. Abbie and his gang wore their eternal black Jeans and a Tee shirt from Singapore. Debbie had chosen a more daring outfit : a metallized leather microskirt less than ten inches wide with a slit all the way up to the waist on both sides. The skirt was super tight and seemed to follow the curves of her body like a second skin. Whenever she made a step forward, she flashed her thigh to her waist and proved each time she wasn't wearing knickers! She had worn a coat on it at the immigration office but had ignited a small revolution in the plane when she had taken off her coat. For the rest, she wore a tiny silver bikini top, the smaller she had found, barely covering just a part of her nipples, a poncho she took off as soon as she had entered the van and of course spike heels in bright silver.
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The whole outfit was flashy and centered all the male attention on her : a perfect outfit for a professional whore as she considered herself to be! The man who controlled the papers of the van signed them without even reading them, his eyes lost in the deep cleavage Debbie offered generously to him without even blushing. She loved being provocative now. When she was with Tony, she thought that she was too old to attract men's attention but since she had been proved completely wrong, she had decided to enjoy her situation. She and Janet had decided to embark into a competition between them on the number of people, men or women alike, who would have fucked them during a year. Debbie was ahead by a couple of hundreds already after just two months and intended to increase her advance. The winner would have the total disposition of the loser for a whole week end on their off time.

Her ********* followed in rank of age. Their outfits were much less aggressive ; Denim quite classical mini skirts and tee shirts with flat heel shoes. Better not to infuriate the whole family. Let them attack Debbie who could now withstand a serious pounding.

They were welcomed by Tony with Carol clinging to his arm, Eli, Archie, Mark, the former husband of Janet but she had never inquired whether he had divorced from her and Peter and John, the younger brothers of Debbie. Eli informed them that a group of ten of their cousins would come the next day only to let them find their marks.

The atmosphere was electric. Tony watched his former wife with a ********* look in his eyes. Discovering that she was so widely stretched out that he didn't feel anything when he had tried to fuck her had been a terrific blow to his pride. He felt totally inadequate and would have liked to **** her. His new wife, Debbie's half sister who had for long been jealous of her eldest sister as she had married Tony, a man she had fancied herself, as she had had a successful teacher career while hers had been pitiful, as Debbie had much bigger breasts than her and therefore had had two or three dates every week during her University and college years while Carol had to content herself with one or two dates a year with less glamorous boys. Debbie was not responsible for their differences in look (hour glass vs pot belly) but the resentment was there!

Debbie's two brothers made lewd whistles watching their sister wearing such wanton outfit. Their eyes seemed about to jump out of their eye sockets. Debbie bent her head down as if she was shameful of her clothes. Her sister jumped on what she saw as a major flaw in her armor while it was nothing but an indication of her submissiveness. Her body language was telling them :

- I'm to your orders, command and I'll obey. I chose this outfit to please you!

And they heard :

- I know this outfit is obscene but I've been ****** to wear it. I beg your pardon!

They all kissed Debbie and her *********, not on the cheek as Debbie had expected it but straight on the mouth in a very possessive stance. They were the masters and transmitted the message of their irremediably superior status to Debbie and her play girls! Carol was a bit subtler and proposed her half sister to take a shower to refresh herself after such a long travel. Eli, Debbie's ****** was the most cheerful.

- Debbie! I've been so devastated when you disappeared with your *********! You should have contacted me before leaving or at least when you were settled. If it hadn't been for Archie, we would never have found you that far. You'll have to tell us your adventures!

- As soon as you want, ******! Just a precision : you have booked us for three days and I thank you for that occasion to see you all again but the contract stipulates you'll also breed us! Can I know what your intentions are? Are we here as your ******** and grand ********* for a family meeting or as whores who are there to be fucked and bred!

- Oh, my darling Debbie, it has all been an idea of our dear Archie. I wanted just to see you again even if you have now chosen that degrading profession but he pointed out that you and your ********* had always been so sexy that any of us burned with forbidden desires. With you accustomed to service so many men, we could combine the pleasure of meeting you again in the family circle with the more carnal pleasure of having our lowest instincts satisfied by fucking four beautiful whores and the ultimate satisfaction of breeding you four!

- I see! May I have the honor of knowing who will breed us?

- We played you at poker. Mark was lucky : he won you! I know you really care for him. He could have chosen his former wife but he is prejudiced against her, now! I was second in the tournament. I chose the second prize : my grand ******** Janet! For Samantha and Joan, there was a tie between. . .

- Their case has already been settled. When Tony came to sign our contracts, he wanted absolutely to breed two white girls. The only ones they had on hand at the time were my two youngest *********! He bred his own ********* in the dark, not wanting them to know who had fucked them but he forgot the outside light flash when he exited the room.

Eli sent a furious glance toward Tony who barked :

- It was in the dark! I couldn't have known! And they are not my ********* any more. I disowned them and the judge said I was right! They are now of unknown ****** and the four of you bear together that ignominy!

- You perfectly know that any DNA analysis would prove you're lying and the decision would be easily reversed!

- No need to get into an argument, Tony! We'll let Carol accompany Debbie to the bathroom while I get acquainted with Janet again. Both of you will be bred this afternoon in public. I have a chastity belt ready for you, Debbie and Janet, just for this morning. Joan and Samantha, you are free to mingle with us : there's no point in making you wear a chastity belt! I suppose that Peter and John would like to try you out in their bedrooms.

Joan and Samantha stood up with no comments and followed their uncles to their bedrooms : even there, with all their family around them, they were just whores to be used and ******. The family meeting didn't start under the best auspices!

In fact, Carol wanted to isolate Debbie from her ********* and the rest of the family as she wanted the former wife of Tony to submit publicly to her. She intended to inflict so many indignities to her that she would come back downstairs, perfectly tamed, nude on a leash, ready to be used by all the males after Mark who had won her on a lucky gamble, in public and more importantly in front of Tony, Eli and Archie. Uncle Archie was by far the most fiendish of them all! Debbie had rejected his advances too often and he deeply hated her. He would love nothing but to see her former husband Tony lose his control!

- You see, Debbie, I've completely changed the layout of the bathroom. We now have a small jaccuzzi overlooking the outside swimming pool and a much larger shower.

- My god, you could house three people there!

- But, we do, Debbie! You may test it this very evening. It's very fun having two men and a woman or the reverse showering together!

- Hmmm! Rather kinky, I think! You surprise me! What are you doing, Carol?

Carol was untying Debbie's bikini top.

- I want to take off your clothes and wash you. Let me proceed! Remember that you are a slave and call me Mistress and any of the men here, Master!

Debbie was accustomed to being treated that way. She didn't try to argue any more and let Carol undo all her clothes. Tony's wife peeled also her own clothes and joined Debbie in the shower cubicle. She lathered her body with soap, insisting on her buttocks and her breasts before finishing by pushing a finger into her ass hole and two into her cunt. Debbie let her proceed without protesting. Her submissive conditioning had been pretty good.

- Cross your fingers behind your head and don't speak unless I question you! Understood, slave?

- Yes, Mistress!

Carol was now rolling her thumb around Debbie's nipples. Under such ministrations, Debbie started soon to pant and moan but she kept her hands behind her head obediently. Carol grabbed a wood clothes peg and pinched the base of Debbie's left breast. She opened the jaws of the peg and closed them on the skin fold. Debbie moaned louder, arched her back but remained otherwise still. Carol took a second peg and placed it about half an inch further. Debbie had clenched her teeth but didn't move. A Few minutes later, Carol placed the last peg. They were encircling completely the base of her left breast. She then attacked the right breast with as little resistance from her victim. She had used around forty pegs. Tears were appearing at the corner of Debbie's eyes and her lips were trembling.

Carol started a second line of pegs at mid distance from her nipples. These ones really hurt and Debbie moaned louder and louder each time the jaws of another peg closed on a fold of her skin. The disadvantage of having big breasts was that there were plenty of places to place pegs! But the worst was to come. Carol took Debbie's nipple between her thumb and forefinger like in pincers and drew it forward. She had placed Debbie behind a low wall limiting the shower to forbid her from following the movement. The breast was stretched out in a very painful way. Carol placed two other pegs along the side of the elongated nipple and managed to place the last one on the tip of the nipple. Debbie screamed each time one of them was placed but didn't try to escape. Carol looked at her work and smiled.

- The other tit! Present it to me!

Debbie turned and obeyed, watching Carol with goggled eyes. How could she withstand such a treatment? Her ******** took all her time to stretch out the offered breast and place the three pegs.

- Next time, I'll form a third line of pegs but I had not enough left.

Just for the fun, Carol added a whole series of pegs just under Debbie's waist and a couple joining her cunt lips. She put on back her dress, leaving Debbie naked. She then attached a leash to Debbie's clit ring and pulled her toward the bathroom door. She could make just small steps as big strides would have caused unbearable suffering on her breasts and belly but Carol continued to pull her forward. Debbie had soon no illusion : Carol wanted to draw her to the family room where the guests were all gathered. All the eyes converged toward her, leading Debbie on tow. Her slave as it was her real status, being led on a leash, naked and covered with ridiculous looking pegs on her breasts and cunt to the center of a group of completely dressed people. Completely dressed, no! There were three naked girls among them : Debbie's *********. Janet was kneeling at the feet of her grand ****** Eli, while Archie was behind her fucking her ass vigorously. Joan and Samantha were on their four, giving blow jobs to Tony and John while being fucked in the cunt by Mark and Peter. Tony was stretched in an armchair, ostensibly recovering from a rough ride with one of his ********* but which one? Abbie and his gang had discreetly disappeared somewhere else in the mansion.

Debbie's entrance caused a stir in the room. Everyone wanted to watch Carol's artwork and test to see if the pegs held strong enough. Debbie's breasts were numbed by the pressure of the pegs but when someone touched the pegs, a flash of pain transfixed Debbie and made her scream. Eli complimented Carol for her magnificent masterpiece. He asked for photographs for everyone as a reminder of that day! Archie promised he would send every one a CD with all the pictures he would get.

The general comments were so favorable that Carol thought she would add a cherry to the cake. She led Debbie outdoors, taking a block of ice meant to cool ******. She rubbed it on her sister's breasts. The effect was immediate and Debbie's nipples poked out, like bullets. She secured Debbie's leash to the swimming pool ladder and ordered her to grab her ankles in her hands and not release them until ordered to do so. Debbie was thus presenting enticingly her breasts covered with pegs. Her arched back position made them stand out like chess pieces. Carol covered Debbie's eyes with a satin blindfold and pushed earplugs to forbid her to hear anything as she explained the next step to Eli and the other ones.

- Each one of you has seen some western films where Zorro is able to attain anything with his whip! I would like to see if you're as s****ful as him. Try to remove these pegs with the tip of this whip. You have ten strokes each. The one having removed the highest number of pegs will have the opportunity of using her well beaten tits to wrap around his cock. It will be sizzling hot, then!

Debbie's luscious breasts incited most of the males to try their luck. Some tried to remove one peg by touching the jaws with the whip. They usually missed their goal but hit instead the breast underneath and Debbie's tits were soon crisscrossed with angry weals. Each time she was hit, she cried out desperately but her hands remained clenched on her ankles. Other ones preferred to apply the full strength of their strokes on the whole breasts, tracing a line of fiery pain across her ******** tits. They thought that their random hits would have more chances of pulling off one or several pegs. The results proved that they had made the good choice but the expenses were entirely to Debbie's breasts!

The pegs on her waist were nearly all taken off by a lucky stroke of Mark across her whole belly. She jumped in pain. There were just now four pegs on her pussy lips. They were protected by her wide hips and the full out strokes were soon considered unproductive. They just left red strips on her thighs but nothing more. The continuous screams of Debbie were their only reward. The men were not thinking of their victim as a niece, a ********, a former wife or ****** in law, but as piece of meat, just there to provide them as much pleasure as they cared!

The winner was finally Mark. Debbie felt happy that her *** in law who had avoided the most painful strokes, apart for the devastating waist hit, had won the game. Her tits were smarting horribly, in various shades of red. They radiated heat and would provide a very hot sheath for Mark's cock. It would hurt terribly but she preferred it than serving Archie or even her brothers. They should use their own wives to practice. Next time, they could better aim! Some of their strokes had reached her knees and one her chin!!!

Mark took great pleasure in rubbing his engorged cock between her big tits. She had to bend forward and catch his cock head each time it reached up. He erupted soon into her awaiting mouth. He tapped lightly her breasts to show his satisfaction about her courageous behavior!
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Archie and Tony found then funny to cool her by throwing her into the swimming pool. The only problem was that they had tied her arms on her back and her legs together at ankles, knees and thighs levels. Most women would have drowned but Debbie was a sporty woman. When she was at university, she had acted as a mermaid, wearing a sheath enveloping her legs in a fish like tail. She had learned then how to move in water with her legs tied together. To the surprise of everyone and the dismay of some, she swam with grace in the swimming pool, humped forward powerfully with her legs and landed on the side of the swimming pool with a big splash that drenched Archie and Tony. Her aching breasts took another stroke then but it was worth the pain.

Debbie promised herself to exercise more regularly in the future. They had a good gym in Singapore and there was a big swimming pool just on the next block. Perhaps the management of the whore house would allow her to train, maybe under the welcome supervision of Abbie or any of his friends. Debbie was ready to accept an increase of her daily work schedule or a reduction of the number of her days off in exchange for that little courtesy. After all, she was there far from her whore house and it created a precedent! At least, it would change her from her routine ***** (and sex with Abbie)/sex with customers (and no *****) just interrupted by a few meals and pauses. And she was lucky to be a three shots whore : there was plenty of variety in her sex sessions every day!

They had then a break for lunch. Debbie was not surprised to discover that the food for herself and her three ********* had been served in bowls on a stand so that everyone could watch them eating and ******** directly from the bowls like *******. No one came to wipe their faces from the food crumbles. After a few minutes of indecision, Debbie crawled to Joan and licked her face clean and her ******** reciprocated. Janet and Samantha proceeded likewise before turning proudly toward the assistance. Debbie's ****** decided that the dessert would be the breeding of his ******** and his grand ********.

As the senior man in the assistance, they all expected he would be the first to intervene. Janet approached her grand ******, walking awkwardly on her knees. She repeated the sentence she had learned by heart.

- Master, I'm a whore ready to service you completely. How do you want me?

It was a rather special experience, telling those words to her grand ******, a man she had known all her life, on whom she had had total confidence and who intended now to fuck her mercilessly, to breed his grand ********, to give her twins who would be adopted away, not letting her form any bond with them.

Without waiting for his answer, she advanced her hand to his fly and zipped it open. She snaked her hand inside and pulled his big cock out with her pretty manicured hands. She began to knead his cock with her hands as she had become an expert in it. His cock was rather massive, especially for some one as old as her grand ****** : He must be in his late sixties and still had a ten inches long cock, about the same length as her former husband Mark, but less big. She would easily accommodate him. This breeding would be less tempestuous as her first one with Tyrone. She had still difficulties in viewing her grand ****** as another customer, a cock she had to service and give as much pleasure as she could. She took him into her mouth, letting him invade her throat. Eli moaned, his mouth wide open.

- Oh my god, darling, your mouth is so hot!. . . Aaarghhhh!

Janet was licking and sucking him so deliciously as the true pro she was now! Eli took her long hair in one hand and pulled on it to ***** his grand ******** to take him in a bit more. His other hand was pressing firmly on the back of her head, just in case she wanted to pull back.

- Suck me harder, Janet, my grand ********, suck me good, you slut,. . . Again, whore! Don't stop! I'll whip your ass raw if you don't suck me harder, bitch!

There was no love in his words, just pure lust for the fine piece of meat he was a***ing! Precum was oozing from his erect cock, coating her lips as she swallowed it dutifully. Her welcoming throat was trying hard to milk him of his sperm. She seemed to have a very strong impact on him from the size of his cock. She ebbed regularly up and down on his cock until he was as hard as he would be. She didn't try to drain him. At his age, it was unlikely he would raise again before a good time but the man had paid to breed her and Janet considered her duty to fulfill his orders even if she didn't like it. She parted her thighs to facilitate his entry. Her ****** watched her, being fucked by her own ****** in front of her eyes. One year before, she would never have imagined watching such a scene.

He had barely time enough to push his cock deep inside her cunt before he erupted copiously. Janet let him empty himself totally before grabbing a dildo and pushing his jizzm deeper inside her. She let it in and bent forward to clean him from the mixture of his sperm and her own love juices she had produced abundantly. Although fucking her grand ****** had made her sick, she couldn't avoid the knowledge that being bred by him had terribly excited her! She felt now really a prostitute from head to toe, able to accomplish the most wanton and dirty acts any one could imagine! She was so proud of having lived such a perverted moment! Her ****** Debbie shared that feeling. Nothing now would repulse them : it was the ultimate degradation for Janet! She couldn't imagine that they would ever get more soiled!

Debbie turned toward Mark and opened her mouth while closing her eyes. He must have understood her need. He took ******** her lips, pushed her down on the floor, peeled off hastily his cock and without any foreplay, plunged it into her swampy cunt. He didn't try to fuck her as he normally would, he just tried to show her he was the master, that he owned her, that her own opinion had absolutely no importance. There was no violence between them as they cared for one another but it was a clear demonstration of his domination of a lower status female. They could never even imagine thinking of love between them now. It was a bestial act of possession and Debbie wanted nothing else at this very moment. Her bonds with her family had just been severed and they were now just simple ordinary customers. Reversely, she felt that her bonds with her ********* had just strengthened, if it was possible!

Carol must have felt it as she produced two wood beams, she placed above and under Debbie's breasts. She joined them with a screw clamp and squeezed them quite hard. Her opulent breasts were laminated between the beams. They weren't polished and several shards were pushed into the very sensitive skin. The same treatment was applied to Janet. Carol then produced double ended nipple clamp she placed on one side on Janet and on the other side on Debbie. Their breasts were now like glued together. Archie began to spank vigorously Debbie while Tony did the same to Janet. Each of the movements of one of the two girls caused terrible shooting pain in the breasts of both girls. When their hangs began to hurt, they used bamboo sticks and finally crops to inflict more pain! After half an hour of severe punishment, the two girls passed out.

Debbie woke up in Tony and Carol's arms. She had been freed of the clamps but her tormentors had found innovative ways of torturing her. Tony was deep in her ass and she felt a second cock nudging her cunt! Impossible : Carol was definitively a woman. She bent her head down and discovered that her half sister had put on a big and long strap on dildo. It may be 12" in length and had big metallic sprockets covering its head They were widely spaced and when the dido entered her, it was a succession of painful extreme dilatations then a moment of release followed by another extreme dilatation, maybe even more painful. She fainted once more under their assaults. She awoke in the shower where Carol revived her with ice cold water.

Eli's cock had retrieved its hardness thanks to a Viagra pill. He asked and obtained to fuck Debbie in her three holes. It had been his desire since she had been of age. Everyone wanted to let him having his way with her. He fucked her really, ****** her like a trooper but not causing her any pain. He was still a caring if ********** ******. Taking her ass hole was the most pleasurable fuck of his life as he told them and having her clean his cock with her mouth just afterward was certainly the most exciting!

Debbie spent the night, tightly hobbled on the balcony under a cold rain. The cousins arrived soon after she had been served a light breakfast with hot chocolate that helped revive her. Janet seemed also in a semi comatose state, just like her. Debbie learned later that Eli, Archie and Mark had spent the night with her and she had been spared no indignities. Archie had imagined several new fiendish ways of torturing her nipples and pussy : several clothes pins were applied to the lips of her vagina in a circle and then attached together with copper electric wire or fishing line for salmons. When Archie had yanked them off at the same time, the pain had been so excruciating that she had howled like a damned soul. And the three men had wanted to try it themselves one after the other. Mark and Eli seemed shocked but Archie took obvious pleasure. There was little ***** but much pain for her! They had announced they would prepare plenty of other nasty ******** like that for the last day of their stay. This one they had tested on Janet and would apply on a larger scale to Debbie!

The day was rather uneventful for the four girls: the ten cousins, their spouses and the four men of the house, without forgetting Carol took turns fucking simultaneously their cunts, asses and mouths, the men taking Viagra to continue ploughing their holes. They ate when they were not fucking the girls but neither Debbie nor her ********* received any food or ***** during the whole day if you don't count the gallons of cum that were instilled in their three holes and the urine they were ****** to ***** not to drown in it. A bucket of cold water late in the night was the only shower they were given. The cousins left, delighted, promising to come back next time Debbie would be invited.

The next morning in a smaller group, Archie continued to ******* Debbie and her ********* with Tony, John and Peter. Debbie was treated with the clothes pins pushed deep into the skin of her cunt and nipples, but before yanking them out, they attached electric wires to them and watched their bodies arching horribly under the current. Both brothers of Debbie took deep pleasure torturing their sister in such discreet ways. The girls screamed in agony and wondered why Abbie didn't come to their rescue. They peed on themselves in their pain. Eli, Mark and both Debbie's brothers were finally horrified and decided to leave, not wanting to intervene. There were now only Archie, Carol and Tony there with the four girls, exhausted, dirty, soiled as deeply as they could and even more defiled as they had been so far. They had been manacled and hobbled and were totally unable to defend themselves or escape. The lights had been dimmed. Archie produced a long hunting knife of the type used to **** elks and handed it to Tony.

- Where are the four men who came with Debbie?

- Probably they ran away when we began to ******* the girls.

- If they've left, we are free to deal with them! Now you can avenge yourself by cutting Debbie's throat but, before, you can have some fun with her : I suggest you gouge off her nipples then severe her breasts.

Carol wanted to take a part in it. She suggested with a quite eager voice :

- Could I also excise her, cut her clit out? I've been told it's frighteningly painful!

- Why not, Carol but it's up to Tony!

Tony took the big knife in his hands and approached Debbie.

- Maybe, I'll gouge off also her eyes before ****ing her!

A dark hand emerged from the dusk and took off the knife from Tony's grip as if it was a toy for ********. Tony was gripping his right hand where two fingers had been broken.

- There was a limit on what you could make our girls endure and you three just trespassed that limit. Now it's time to pay for your forfeits!

Archie tried to escape through the window. He missed a step in his haste and fell on the edge of the swimming pool. Tony and he would go to a wood logger camp in northern Canada where friends of Abbie would make them work as hard as he could for a pair of years, sawing trees. Hard and strenuous work may help them to change their views on many subjects. Abbie wanted to send Carol along but thought she would be a useless charge for the Canadian loggers as she didn't even know how to peel a potato. There was another possibility. A few phone calls were sufficient to resolve the problem. A truck delivered to the estate the next day five plastic drums. The girls' exhaustion and traces of ***** would have attracted attention at the airport. Better to use a more discreet way of smuggling them away! They would probably have a few weeks sick leave back in Singapore but Abbie already knew that Debbie would pester him soon for getting back to work! He then started to loot the mansion a second time with his gang. They needed four truck loads to transport everything of interest to another second hand dealer. Abbie joked he may have sometime to loot the house a third time. It was fast becoming a habit! In two years, there would be no traces of Tony's former furniture and no chances for him to buy it back : a new start for him, for the better! This time, they sold even Tony and Carol's clothes and Archie's expensive car! When her home was once more completely empty to her dismay, Carol was ******* and installed into one of the drums which was closed and sealed. She wasn't told the fate that had been chosen for her. Debbie then begged Abbie they would be left awake for the trip. Finally, Abbie agreed reluctantly. They were secured tightly into the drums once more but this time, they would follow each step of their transportation. On this occasion, Abbie and his gang would be passengers in the same plane to Singapore when Debbie and her ********* would fly in the hold. Having their owners in the plane with them was a much needed comfort for the four girls! Carol would fly to Morocco for assessment. The result would be surely much lower than for Debbie with no commendations but miracles may occur!

Archie managed to escape the wood logger camp in the following year but he failed to appear out of the forest.
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Public Exhibition For Debbie

A few short stories I put together here. They could have become full fledge chapters but I decided otherwise.

As Abbie had expected it, Debbie and her ********* were given a six weeks sick leave to recover from the ***** they had suffered in Archie and Carol's clutches. Debbie's ********* were young and the superficial lacerations healed easily and swiftly. The traces disappeared in two or three weeks and the girls were allowed to receive their first customers to their intense relief. They now could no longer envision normal life without servicing men and occasionally women. They were whores by trade and now by choice. None of them would agree to return to their former life. The rewards they collected were so much more enjoyable and they loved their mates so deeply they couldn't envision life far from Abbie and his gang.

Debbie's wounds healed as fast as her *********' but the internal bruises left her some souvenirs such as pain whenever she was moving and especially when she was fucked by a stranger. Curiously, there was no pain when she was servicing Abbie himself or one of his team members. Each time, her trials to return to the brothel work ***** were thwarted by this lingering pain. The MD in charge of the whore house did everything he could, then, in despair, he sent her to a local specialist just a few blocks from the establishment.

Although they were theoretically still cloistered prisoner whores, Debbie had been given many privileges, the first of them was the liberty of wandering in the city without supervision, in fact just as if she was a free woman again. She often asked Abbie to accompany her whenever he was available and she loved parading in the commercial malls, her arm under his, chatting gaily, totally oblivious of the present situation or her usual occupation. This time, Abbie's presence was mandatory as he knew her destination while she didn't and he could have a discussion with the specialist in Mandarin, the only language he spoke. Abbie had learned it when he worked in Chinatown in San Francisco when he was a young thug.

Debbie was wearing a white leather patent skirt and a red top closely hugging her voluptuous curves. She was perched on matching low - with regard to her habits - heel sandals. She wasn't wearing any knickers : it would have been difficult as she had presented to Abbie the last gift she had offered him : a very short leash, barely more than a loop and a snaplink. It was meant to be attached to her cunt rings for her to be led very closely. As her skirt this morning was even shorter, she had told her master to attach it to her clit hood ring. The loop was safely hidden and all the weight of the braided leather hung on her sensitive bud.

It was somewhat painful and Debbie welcomed that ineffable pain : she felt deliciously obscene, walking in the overcrowded pedestrian ways with that weight on her most intimate part. She felt really owned at that moment. She remembered fondly Tyrone's words during the ceremony of her ownership : "I declare you, Debbie, the totally owned property of Abbie Whitaker". That had been her secret wish for years, to be the obedient slave slut of some strict master. The fact that he was black enhanced the weirdness of her situation, making it even more enjoyable for her. That was one of the reasons why she hadn't opposed even token resistance to him : Abbie was fulfilling one of her dearest dreams. Since then, she had remained on her sweet cloud. Her ********* must have shared the same longing as they submitted quite as easily : like ******, like *********!

The shop was old fashioned with curtains and traditional Chinese wood decorations. Even the entrance door was a seven feet circle, quite unusual for Europeans! There was a small veranda with bamboos and other asian plants The man who greeted them was old but alert, not an ounce of fat. He bent down as a welcome salutation.

- Ni hao (Good morning)! How can I help you!

- My wife has had a car accident, a few weeks ago. The bruises are all healed now but she feels excruciating pain whenever she moves or when we have intercourse. Could you help her?

- You mean, when you make love, isn't it? We may try, at least. Post traumatic acupuncture often helps patients!

The acupuncturist placed needles, two on each foot between toes, two on her ankles and several on her arms. Debbie cried each time the long and fine needles pierced her skin. Abbie had accompanied her in the shop and held her hand as the old Chinese man performed his art. He allowed her to relax before pushing the needles deeper and stimulate them by a small rotation. That wasn't really painful, she felt just something like an electric shock during stimulation. Debbie relaxed, clutching Abbie's hand as if her life depended on it!

- These needles are meant to help you relax and gain energy but it seems that you have also a sexual problem in your relations with your man. I can help you also there and do it at the same time.

The acupuncturist produced about eight inches long needles, ending with a copper mesh handle. These ones, he put them on her forehead, on her temples, on her upper lips and on her breasts. He avoided the rings that were adorning her nipples. He placed the last one on her clit hood. The ring there permanently stimulated her clit, making it swollen at any time. Debbie screamed a lot when he drove the needle in. Abbie's help was never more necessary. She would have fled the booth and the ******** the old man was inflicting her. But the atmosphere in the shop was magical and she could feel that something was happening inside her. The pain had vanished, replaced by a calmness she had never felt.

The additional needles were so long that they bent down in the middle, pulling her breasts down a bit although they were very light. God what was happening to her? She felt heat developing in her breasts and invading her cunt and her belly. Sweat was running down her temples and armpits in rivulets. The feeling was incredible. No one was touching her in any sexual places but there was no possible mistake : she was experimenting the first waves of a memorable climax. Her cunt was spasming helplessly, oozing fluids as if Abbie was fucking her but the black man was sitting on a stool nearby, holding her hand with eyes full of love for her. She moaned but refrained to move at all. The old Chinese man had told her that any moves would make muscles contract and induce pain.

Self restraint wasn't usual for her but with the help of Abbie's soothing hand, Debbie managed to remain still. Waves of pleasure were cascading throughout her body. Her breath was getting shallow, her moans more urgent. At the moment, she was about to abandon her fight, the old man appeared out of nowhere and proceeded to remove all the needles, massaging the places to prevent ***** to drop out. The old Chinese man disappeared as mysteriously as he had entered, leaving Abbie and the pretty woman alone.

She was breathing deeply, unable to move at all. Her need for release was climbing to mountainous peaks. She would die if Abbie didn't fuck her immediately. She whispered to him her urgent need. Abbie wasn't the man to deceive his partner in need even in public places. He drew her to him on the doctor's table and presented his eager cock to her already open and dripping cunt. She reached for his buttocks and drew him in with the ***** of a desperate woman. He couldn't do anything but sheath his huge cock in the liquid filled crevice. Debbie let him impale her in a single thrust. She exhaled a deep moan of satisfaction when he reached her cervix. He was in to the hilt and it was sufficient for her that day.

They fucked a long time like lovers but were they anything else? They maintained from time to time the fiction of the owner and the owned property. It was extraordinary pleasant for both of them. Quite reluctantly, Abbie abandoned his mate on the bed and went to the reception desk to pay the doctor. There was no receptionist there. The doctor took Abbie's money and commented with a broad smile.

- Your wife is exceedingly beautiful. I hope my treatment helped her somewhat. Did you notice some improvement already?

How that old shrewd man could have known he had been in position to detect any improvement at all. Was there some hidden camera or was the mirror a two way one? Abbie had an immediate answer :

- There never has been a problem with me! My wife has problems only with strangers. She works at the Chinese brothel.

- Oh my god! A whore and an expensive one!

- Yes, Doc. If you want to test the efficiency of your medical treatment, I suggest you to put on a condom and test her immediately. She is in the adequate mood, ready to be enjoyed!

- But she is my patient! How. . .

- You'll just be testing her reactions! You won't have to pay for it!

- No! It wasn't my problem. Won't she buckle?

Abbie handed the old man a white leather braided leash from his bag.

- If you fear her reaction, take this and attach it to her nose ring. You'll tie it tight to a bedpost. She'll understand that I want her completely submissive and she'll let you have your way with her!

- Xie Xie (Thank you!)

The acupuncturist didn't need further encouragement and he left for the examination room. Debbie was still on her back, totally naked. The doctor pulled up her nose ring and, without a word clipped to it the leash. She knew instantly the man was now in charge. He was her master and she had to obey his commands. He tied the extremity of the leash to a bed post as Abbie had told him. Surely Abbie wanted to ensure her total obedience that way. She slid down the table until the leash became taut and her buttocks were hanging freely on the edge of the table. She would have to lift her buttocks up to offer the man the choice of her cunt or her buttocks. She opened wide her mouth to indicate it was another possible way of enjoying her. She was a pro whore and any of her holes could be used!

- What was the most painful way to use you, girl?

God, he was just another sadist : he wanted to hurt her and Abbie wasn't there! As she was in submissive role, she answered dutifully.

- When I'm ass fucked, Master, it really hurts but also when the master rams me up seriously. It's almost unbearable then!

- Then I'll opt for your back passage, slut! Just as a starter!

So she had been right : he wanted to inflict as much pain as he could. But Debbie was a professional whore : she placed her feet on the couch and lifted her buttocks as high as she could, trying to open herself wide to facilitate his movements. He placed a condom on his cock, lubed it thoroughly, aimed and pushed in. He may have been old but he was as hard as stone when he rammed his cock into her. She screamed in surprise, expecting to be stabbed by the pain and she was totally surprised not to feel anything unpleasant. She turned toward him, amazed :

- I've felt no pain, master! Do it again and harder if you can!
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The old man complied immediately. He pulled out completely. Then she felt him plunging mercilessly into her wide open ass hole but again there was no pain.

- Master, could I be presumptuous in asking you to let me suck your glorious member clean. You could then fuck my pussy as hard as you could?

- By all means, little cunt! But I'm pretty sure that the needles have already done their job. You'll be able to get back to work this very afternoon!

Debbie was so glad to be healed that she wanted to make a perfect job for the old acupuncturist. She let him have rest only when she felt she had milked him completely of the last ounces of his semen, drained his balls dry.

- Just as a precaution, you'll have better have two more needles sessions. Don't bother to come for your visit. I'll go to the Chinese brothel. I never went there since its opening. I'm pretty sure you are in high demand and it'll reduce the inconvenience for your customers.

- Thank you, Master. I'll be always free for you. I'll also recommend you to my *********!

- Your *********! Are they also whores in the same brothel?

- Sure! We were hired together and we love our new job!

- It seems so! Don't forget to call for me if I can be of any help.

When Debbie's ********* met the old man, they smiled discreetly as he looked too decrepit to be of any use to a woman : imagine he was forty years older than Janet! When they extracted his erect pole from the depth of his trousers, even Samantha gasped : the cock in her hand was not very meaty but long and sinewy, hard as rock, harder than what most of their customers had in their trousers! They remembered a discussion with friends in Guilford : Emily had with the voice of an expert, told them that black men's cocks were long, big and soft and Asian people had only a short cock. God! She should have met Abbie and this old acupuncturist. They would have proven her completely wrong! Debbie and especially her ********* made good use of that more than adequate joy stick afterwards.

Debbie resumed her normal activities just after lunch. There was a long back list then, dates she hadn't been able to carry out. To absorb it, her only solution was to work up to twelve hours a day, six days a week, a harsh diet but she emerged from that, leaner, fitter and thereby sexier than she had been previously. Abbie marveled when he witnessed her new found energy. When he was in Singapore and she wasn't booked by customers for the wholeday, she was pretty sure he would fuck her in the early morning, during the lunch pause, pushing aside the plates to prepare a small place on which he laid her down. It was very enjoyable to feel some bread crumbs poking against the skin of her back as he hammered her with all his strength. Abbie was really in love with her mate. She remembered once, as he was giving her a particularly pleasant treatment, his declarations during her ownership ceremony :

" So, now, will you learn to undress in style to offer me a nice strip tease? Will you dance for me without a bra to make your big bouncers jiggle for my pleasure? Will you wander in the commercial hall in the most outrageously indecent outfit I'll pick for you? Will you wiggle your breasts, hips and ass to arouse men there? Will you service them, if they are interested, in a booth, or any secluded place for a fee? "

Debbie had previously told him she would never perform such shameful deeds for him but, after the ceremony, she had been quite eager and proud to beg to be forgiven, promising she would do her best for him.

Debbie had abided to her vows to the most important man in her life, now : she had dutifully learned all the intricacies of a good strip tease, she often danced without a bra or even topless for Abbie, for her master's friends and less frequently for customers but she never had worn really indecent clothes in a commercial mall and tried to lure men into fucking her in some discreet place or in a shop. She felt it was now the proper time for her to realize her promises.

Abbie had found for Debbie and her ********* in a sexshop in Guilford the most slutty outfits he thought possible to wear outdoors : it was a tartan school girl skirt that would have been too short for a six years old girl. Worn by a mature woman with no undies underneath, the effect was simply staggering. He had completed the uniform by a cropped top that wasn't long enough to cover completely her tits, the lower part of which appeared in full view and six inches red patent stiletto plateau shoes. Abbie, at the time couldn't imagine more indecent clothes. Debbie's profession could have been painted on her forehead.

Abbie had wanted to be accompanied by the other members of his team, just to watch Debbie perform, add if possible to her shame and maybe give them ideas for even sluttier garments for their own mates. They parked their cars in the basement parking under the commercial mall they had chosen during Debbie's next day off. Abbie had decided that this day off would be a very busy one for her, just out of the comfort of the whore house. Debbie was forbidden to use the lift and had to take the stairs, a not so easy mission with such high heels.

When she reached the commercial hall, around 09 AM, all of the men could see Debbie's gait changing suddenly : She seemed to get assurance, hollowed out her belly, pushed forward her luscious breasts and she rocked her hips and breasts in the most sensual way. She was walking sinuously, trying to attract men's attention. Abbie whistled discreetly but approvingly :

- The lioness is out. The chase has just begun! She is here to ****!

He was right. Debbie was using all her physical advantages, from her very heavy make up to her skimpy outfit with wide expanses of naked skin and obscene gait. Few men failed to glue their eyes on her unbelievable figure. The first ones just asked her in a whisper :

- How much and where?

Abbie had previously searched the mall to have the answer for that. He had found a former rest room with two cots. It hadn't been used for years. Debbie's first task two days before had been to clean it completely, change the window drapes and add a few accessories to make the booth appearing more welcoming.

- One hundred for my mouth, two for my cunt and three for my ass, master! You've only one choice but you can still fall back into the queue if you want more.

Each time, she put back on her minimal uniform, accompanied the previous customer and came back with the next one. The man felt he was honored to be picked up by the gorgeous whore who had proposed him so lewdly her services.

Around 07 PM, Abbie declared the day off. Dee had been working non stop for ten hours with just a few glasses of orange juice sipped in haste while she accompanied her previous customer. Abbie offered her a big sandwich she ate quite fast : she was really hungry! While she ate, he counted her earnings : sixty men, most of them used her cunt or her mouth. She had netted around ten thousand dollars, a nice day, indeed! Abbie handed her the banknotes.

- Congratulations, Debbie, you fulfilled your vows. We'll do it on occasion!

- Why not, luv? I really enjoyed it but you forgot to take your share?

- The twenty percent? Nay! It applies just to your earnings in the brothel. You aren't on duty, lass!

- You're right, Master, but I want to keep the same ratio with you, even if the Organization doesn't expect its share. It wasn't gratuities. I want you to take two thirds of what I earned, that is around 6500 US Dollars. Let's round up the numbers to pay for the refreshments, the clothes and this sandwich. Just give me three thousand bucks and everything will be settled, Abbie, my love!

- Uhh, as you want, lass! I'll have to offer something fancy for your next birthday. Just, your work day is far from finished : I have a reservation at the Crocodile for this evening.

- The crocodile, the most select new Restaurant in town! I love you, Abbie!

- Now have a rest : I announced our arrival around 09:30 PM.

Abbie had another surprise for Debbie : she couldn't enter in the select restaurant in her naughty school girl outfit. She may have been rather pretty and pretty girls can be forbidden many things but it was too much. Abbie had prepared her a superb red silk dress, with a coat in white silk that had cost him two thousand dollars at least! Debbie was simply fantastic in this new outfit. She had put on gala make up to fit with the dress and the coat.

The maitre d'h bowed deeply in front of them and quite elegantly, helped Debbie out of her coat. The pretty girl appeared in her red silk dress. The maitre d'h gasped and froze. Debbie was really gorgeous in that obviously very expensive silk dress, but what the maitre d'h had not envisioned was that the dress was so flimsy that it was almost completely transparent, delineating in the most obscene way the curves of her thighs and the lithe form of her belly but the man had never seen a girl wearing such a daring outfit : She wasn't wearing a stitch underneath! If the diners could see her navel quite plainly, they could also see the glorious orbs of her breasts and the protruding cones of her nipples she had painted in the most flashy red color.
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That wasn't all she offered to the eyes : the silk covering her belly was also totally transparent and very body hugging. Anyone could discover her completely depilated pussy with her quite evident slit apricot. Her cunt lips were painted in the same red color than her nipples and her mouth. The color was so flashy that you could see it through her dress as if it wasn't there. The maitre d'h gulped and led Abbie and his mate to a discreet table in a corner of the hall. Debbie walked on her very high heel red patent sandals with swaying hips. Her big bouncers wobbled on their own rhythm. All the diners in the restaurant stopped to watch her.

The fact that she was a white girl with a white marble like skin, had a body to die for and that she was escorted by a gorgeous BLACK man in a superb Gucci suit was making most of the men around pulsing with racist thoughts. But, none even emitted a disdainful whisper : Abbie's muscles were bulging and he was walking with the grace of a dancer, of a panther, would be a better description. Attracting his wrath or, worse, attacking him would be courting immediate serious damages. . .

Debbie was delighted to discover a new facet of Abbie. She had known the muscular, bodybuilder type, the ruthless bandit who had attacked her home with his gang, the clever guy who had organized her initial training for her transition from free woman to slave whore to be as smooth as possible. Abbie had defended her against Carol and Archie's ********* projects but she had never seen him so far quite at ease in a very expensive suit, taming a whole group of rich people with just a glare of his imperious eyes. He had turned to watch the other people dining at the different tables. Most of the men had ducked sheepishly while the women felt a heat invading their bellies. There was no possible mistakes in their bewildered look : most of them would be ready to follow him if he just snapped his fingers while pointing his finger toward them.

Debbie had been mesmerized, the first time Abbie had entered her life. He had marked her as his own and she had never tried to escape. These other women would be exactly like her : he would just have to tell he wanted them as whores for his benefit and they would immediately abandon husband, lover, friends, family, money or work and follow him without a whisper. Abbie was a leader, a charismatic leader and he could make them do anything! He seemed in his element in this hush hush restaurant. He could have been a top ranking executive without difficulty!

Abbie elegantly helped Debbie sit down before he took the seat in front of her. She noticed he had taken a strategic position to have a view on the whole restaurant. She smiled when she realized he had been shrewd enough to offer her a seat in full view, too. Everyone could watch easily her see through dress. She felt something touching her knees : she soon discovered that Abbie had undone discreetly one of his shoes and he was pushing his sock covered foot under her dress. She smiled back to him and opened wide the compass of her legs to give him total access to her quim. She didn't care at this moment to be seen by a waiter or other diners. She was with her man and he wanted intimate contact with her : how could she deny him anything?

Abbie didn't stop even when the maitre d'h came to take their order. He didn't comment but displaced a table to hide her from public view. If it was to protect the decency of his restaurant, it was his problem but if it was to protect her intimacy, the poor man was dead wrong! If Abbie had ordered her to strip naked in the middle of this crowded restaurant, she would have obeyed instantly, ready to service all the customers, men and women and the staff!

Abbie pushed his big toe into her pussy, making it wiggle inside her. She was soon panting and closing her eyes in bliss. The waiter who brought the starters plate about spilled them on the floor in surprise. She fluttered her eyelashes in apology and the man left with a languid glance toward her. He was under her spell. When she was at home in Guildford, Debbie seldom used make up : just a powder on her cheeks, a lotion on her neck, some kohl and lipstick, just the matter of a few minutes. Since she was in Singapore, she spent every morning about an hour applying meticulously her make up : eye shadows to deepen her eyes, eye liner to make them appear longer, she had even improved her technique for applying her lipstick : a bright color base, then a fine line around her lips to make the color more visible and a rich gloss to give her lips the most appetizing appearance. Her eyelashes had followed the same movement : now they were long and curved in the most sensual way. Men in the street stopped often in the middle of a street and followed her a long time. She enjoyed causing such effect : it was the living proof of her sex appeal and she played with it.

The waiters must have passed the word as three of them came successively to their table, offering additional servings of starters, of the main dish, of a tasty French cheese that was probably a luxury there in Singapore but which Debbie had discovered and always chose it since then. They were lurking toward her pussy, watching Abbie's toes playing inside her.

At a nearby table, there was a couple. The man was always ogling Debbie to the scandal of his wife that was growing more and more infuriated by the minutes. She finally stood up and went to Debbie's table.

- You, shameless harlot! How do you dare wearing such trollop outfit in a select restaurant like this one? You should go to a brothel : it would be the right place for you! You. . . You're a kept woman!

Debbie replied in her sweetest, most friendly tone :

- But I live in a whore house, milady, and I receive lots of men everyday, I may have your own husband, perhaps among my customers. I give them the pleasure you don't want to offer your husband, you, poor unkempt brat! If you treated him properly, he wouldn't even dream visiting brothels! Tsaï tchen (Au revoir!)

The woman discovered Abbie's foot, still pushing into her pussy. She gasped, utterly staggered. She turned beet root and left, defeated. Abbie smiled and signaled for a waiter, asking him for a sheet of paper and an envelope. He wrote a few lines and called again for the waiter to deliver the letter to the man at the table of the woman who had insulted Debbie.

The woman was keeping her eyes down and didn't even see the waiter who brought the letter. The man, puzzled opened the letter and read it with more and more evident attention.

> Dear sir, > > Your wife, or whatever she is to you came to our table, with bad names > for my girlfriend. I think she is jealous of her appearance and evident > sex-appeal! > > May I suggest you to leave and go with her to a cheap hotel in the dock > sector and fuck her like the cheapest harlot. I think that it is what she > is waiting for, deep in her heart. Afterwards, you may offer her for free > to sailors. In the future, she'll be subdued, ready to accept your every > whims, I'm sure of it. > > Please, inform me of the results. You can contact me : Abbie at the > Chinese whorehouse.

The man looked at his wife and nodded to Abbie with a big smile. Soon after, they left without taking dessert or coffee. The man saluted Abbie before leaving. Abbie received a phone call a few months later. It was the man in the restaurant. He told Abbie that he had followed his advice and led her to one of the shabbiest hotels in Singapore. He had taken one of the worst bedrooms they had. His wife had just lifted her head when they entered the hotel and again in the room before plunging her sight down, not wanting to know where her husband had brought her. The sheets were not very clean and the comforter had suspect stains on it. He had opened the bed wide and stripped his wife completely. He had kept his clothes, just extracting his cock from the confines of his trousers. His wife didn't even protest as he fucked her mercilessly on this dirty bed.

When they left, she was naked under her raincoat. He had ordered her to keep it unbuttoned and not to fasten her belt. When he paid the man at the reception as it was pompously named, he ordered her to open wide her rain coat. She obeyed immediately and let the man make a complete examination of her charms. He whistled appreciatively.

- A nice piece of meat! How much do you ask for her?

- You may have her for free today and as often as you care for! Just provide her a whore's outfit suitable for such a scum hotel, keep her safe at all times and return her at 6:00 PM precisely every evening to my address. You may keep a third of her earnings for yourself, send me another third and give her the rest! Does that suit you?

- I would be a fool if I didn't! But you could make much more money if you brought her to some upper class brothel such as the Chinese whore house!

- I don't care for the money! I want my wife transformed into a cheap whore for some time. I want her to be totally pliant and submissive. When she's been extensively trained, I'll decide whether I sell her to some faraway brothel, give her on loan to some local pimp or keep her for my personal use. . .

- OK! It's a deal!

- Good! Emmy, I expect you to behave with this gentleman. He may punish you if you don't comply to his orders but otherwise, I don't want her hurt or mistreated, man. You may know someone named Abbie. . .

- Oh! Do you know Abbie? In that case, your girl is perfectly safe. No one but a fool would dare antagonizing him!

For her next birthday, Debbie was offered a huge cake. Inside it, there was a naked girl! When she popped out of her hiding place, Debbie could hardly recognize the demure girl who had admonished her so grossly in the restaurant, a few months before. She was completely changed, her former modesty completely forgotten. She seemed now quite at ease walking naked among Debbie's friends and *********, offering cups of Champagne around. There was a Christmas ribbon attached to her neck. When Debbie asked about it, the girl answered shamefully :

- It's because I'm your birthday gift from Abbie! I'm at your orders for the night, mistress!

Debbie and Abbie discreetly disappeared later with the girl. Debbie discovered soon that she was totally tamed and eager to please. Her husband kept her at home on a tight leash. It was a metaphor but also a quite accurate description of the reality. Abbie and his mate were regularly invited afterward by Emmy's husband. For the evening, Debbie was dominant and the three of them were served by their submissive. It was a nice change for our heroine!
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Debbie had gathered her three ********* for a small party to celebrate the third anniversary of the invasion of their home in South England by a gang of ********** led by Abbie. The four men had been quite surprised to discover that instead of four shrieking, screaming and crying victims, they faced a close knit group that supported one another. Abbie was a shrewd gang leader and modified his plans accordingly. In a matter of just a few days, he had transformed the house into a training center for future whores.

The very idea of becoming whores appealed to the four girls and, soon after, he gave a first taste of their future trade to Debbie and her eldest ******** Janet in a small seedy restaurant along the road. The experience was so much positive that Abbie had organized a big party in a private club, including this time the two youngest ********* of Debbie who were still virgins at 22. The four girls had been gangbanged all the night, servicing three men simultaneously to save time. The two virgins, wearing a chastity belt to protect their cherries had used their already ample breasts (a very pleasant family trait) to provide a third receptacle for the men's jizzm. All in all, the four girls had serviced more than three hundred men in that memorable night and netted around one hundred thousand dollars!

After looting Debbie's house, selling everything to second hand dealers, Abbie had flown discreetly his four now quite willing victims to the headquarters of the Organization in the mountains of Morocco. There, they were measured, photographed and fucked by the local MD, the lesbian nurse who was helping him before being offered to the hands working there, fifty burly men with calloused hands and most important for the sex frenzied girls sporting very big cocks, many of them having more than 10" very hard zobs (cocks in arab).

Debbie and her ********* had been assigned to the busiest whore house of the organization in Singapore with over than fifty whores in activity there. They had become in less than a month the best money earners of the house. At the beginning, they had had the advantage of being fresh meat. Thus, they had received the visit of nearly all the usual customers. Their good manners, their lust for cocks and their total availability (even on their days off, they were OK to make a few extras if the number of available girls wasn't sufficient) had made them very popular and the demand for them had never declined. The rumor in the kinky (and wealthy) circles in the city had drawn more and more customers. Debbie and her eldest ******** were already pregnant from their ********** and were soon joined by her two youngest ********* whose cherries had been publicly auctioned then taken among a large assistance. The politic of the organization was to breed as often as possible its whores and sell for adoption the babies, always in high demand. The girls were given just three months to rest between pregnancies. The swollen bellies of the four girls inevitably attracted to them even more customers.

The manager of the house wanted to organize events to focus the attention on his establishment. The events would be reserved for very wealthy men able to pay thousands of dollars to fuck a girl and therefore should be rather original.

The former jail house of the city under the British Empire had been replaced by a brand new one and was to be demolished. The Chinese Brothel manager had it dismantled by a company he owned and he rebuilt the death row of the prison in the quite convenient basement of the building housing the whore house. Everything had been rebuilt identically. There were just seven cells with their bars. The cells on the opposite side of the corridor had been replaced by rows of armchairs for men and women wanting to see the inmates **********, raped and used in any conceivable perversion.

The manager had imagined that he needed for that job a combination of willing and rebel whores. His choice had been immediate (in fact he had had it in mind when he took interest in the jail demolition contract) : Debbie and her ********* would play the star roles. The three other cells would be occupied by whores to be punished or either having tried to escape, to steal something from customers or attacking one of her colleagues or a customer, the worst of the crimes!

In the script (but it could be easily changed on the whim of a customer or of the manager himself, Debbie and her ********* were free in their cells and the other girls were manacled to their bunks. All the cells were really locked. The show was beginning with all the girls laying on the bed apparently on *****. A warden came, rattling his keys against the bars. The girls put away their rough brown comforter and appeared in their prison uniform , an orange tiny cropped tee shirt with holes in it leaving their breasts completely bare. On the tee shirts, spectators could see in black letters : Singapore death row and just a number. An orange sticker in the shape of a sherif star barely covered their areolas with the nipple protruding in a hole at the center. An orange string thong completed the outfit. The string was completely hidden between the girl's ass cheeks. In the front, a tiny orange band less than half an inch wide was trying to hide her pussy. The mission was rendered impossible as the tissue was pushed helplessly between the cunt lips. Most of the men watching a girl in such a skimpy outfit would grow erect on the spot.

Debbie and her ********* had a distinctive peculiarity : their cunts were perfectly clean of any hair and ornamented with a tatoo in red letters : Abbie's, Tyrone's, Al's or Justin's whore while the other ones had an untidy furred pubic hair. The red tattoos had been a major hit and the library sold posters, post cards and even fridge magnets of them. The manager had even recently opened a beauty parlor where women could be shaved and tattoed in the same way. Men had to book a place in advance for their wives and girl friends!

Customers wearing warden uniforms entered the cells as if they were doing an inspection, a very close inspection as they snaked their hands into the skimpy tops of the girls, mauling mercilessly their breasts. The three punished girls screamed and writhed in pain but Debbie - sorry, no, Dee, her whore name- and her ********* seemed really to enjoy being mistreated that way, pushing their breasts in the hands of their visitors.

The girls then were laid on their bunks on their backs or on their bellies as their visitor wanted. Rebel girls were not given any lubricant if they were fucked in the ass. They sometimes finished like raw meat while obedient girls came out of their cells unscathed.

The punished girls were then escorted away usually to the sickbay for salve application, leaving Dee and her ********* alone to cope with the desires of around fifty men who had paid four thousand dollars to be there.

One of the men's favorite scene had been introduced by Dee, a few months before : a man with a particularly long dick would take place on the outside of the bars, pushing his cock through the bars. Dee or any of her ********* would come from inside the cell and impale herself on the glorious cock offered to them using either her cunt or her ass to milk the man from his jizzm. She would then clean his cock with her tongue and mouth.

There were plenty of variants for this scene. Deewho was exercising as much as she could to remain in shape once jumped and griped the bars in her hands, before lowering her pussy down to the waiting cock. She was supple enough to offer her breasts through the bars to his mouth and fuck the man in such an acrobatic way. For sure, such a performance was limited to the longest cocks but Dee just loved to be stretched widely.

These shows were punctuated by many incidents Dee scrupulously reported in her diary fnot to forget to tell it to Abbie. It never failed to revive him after a long session of hot fucking and Dee would never miss such an opportunity!

When a man sporting a monstrous cock of thirteen inches came asking if he could fuck Dee, she first tried him that way, reducing his available length to a more manageable length of ten inches. As she had no problem accommodating him, she let him in her cell (although she had theoretically no say in this matter) make him lie on the bunk and straddled him slowly, impaling herself progressively on this stallion cock. She stopped whenever the pain became unbearable then resumed her slow descent. This reminded her of the public defloration of her twin ********* Joan and Samantha. The men who had won the auction had both gigantic phalluses of similar dimensions as this one, the process had been long and painful. When the cocks had at last burst through their hymen, the girls had screamed as never before Dee had heard a woman scream. Just for the fun of it, Dee launched the most piercing scream she could produce. The man had stopped immediately to inquire

- Have I hurt you, Dee?

- No, Sir! I just wanted to spur you : your cock stretches me deliciously; Fuck me as hard and as deep as you can! My cunt has swallowed you completely : now prove me you're a man that fulfills a girl's expectations!

Some wealthy women came often to see the show. they cheered whenever a big cock appeared or when a girl was really skewered by it, especially if it was a punished girl! Their encouragements were not trying to comfort the poor girl but to spur the man to fuck ,her morez ******** and show no mercy.

Once, a young Chinese woman came forward, asking to be allowed to have her fun with Dee. So far, only men had paid to fuck one of the inmates. The man in charge didn't know how to react. Dee immediately judged the problem and called for him. The warden was surprised but came along. Dee had a big prestige among the direction and the simple wardens were just employees. She never tried to take the upper hand on them and treated them always with uttermost respect, staying at attention in front of them with her eyes downcast, even when they weren't on stage. She acted like the most submissive whore in the establishment.

Dee whispered to the chief warden. The man immediately smiled back and lifted a thumb. He signaled to the woman to follow him. He didn't have warden uniforms that small but Dee's idea was very practical. The warden came back with the woman on tow. She was wearing an inmate uniform, complete with the minimalist thong worn in the peculiar way of this prison. She was blushing beet root as she knew several of the men in the assistance, friends and family members but she walked on bravely. Her hands were tied in her back and she was wearing leg irons than hampered her stride.

The warden opened Dee's cell and let the woman in. He undid her leg irons and her handcuffs and left the two girls with an assistance of maybe fifty people who seemed mesmerized. Dee spent nearly a full hour on the bed with this woman. The Chinese girl seemed paralyzed to be in display with so many spectators. Dee squeezed her nipples between thumb and index, making it roll faster and faster. The girl closed her eyes in bliss. Dee then slid her hand under the Tee shirt and took hold of a whole breast. As often with Chinese women, her tits were firm but rather small but the girls there are often so lithe than nothing else would suit them. The comparison with Dee's ample melons was fantastic. The assistance applauded when Dee pulled off the girl's top and pressed their breasts together.

The girl started to moan and opened her mouth. Dee bent down and kissed the girl. The little peck transformed soon into a torrid French kiss with tongues exploring each other's mouths. Dee was controlling the situation and she had better as the Chinese girl was completely into it. She took off hastily Dee's clothes and ripped her own thong in her frenzy.
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Before Dee had realized it, they were locked in a hot sixty nine. Dee had never expected this once shy girl to be such an expert clit and pussy sucker. The two girls caressed one another feverishly. Dee had never had such intimate relations with another girl but she had watched her ********* being caressed and fucked countless times by many men. With her own experience, she really knew how to please a girl! Their mouths were very busy but they managed to exchange their names : the girl was Ying Tsou, the heir of a rich Chinese family in Singapore. Dee was now in command, telling Ying how to present herself to her caresses and to offer her body in the lewdest manner to the customers in their armchairs.

- Ying, turn on your belly and grab your ass cheeks! I'm going to lick your ass hole! Try to lift your shoulders up for our spectators to see your face and your tits. They will love it!

Ying obeyed without a protest, looking straight in the face of leering men, offering shamelessly her body to their view and comments. Dee noticed some of the customers began to get impatient. They wanted to be allowed in Dee's cell. There was a queue forming. That gave an idea to Dee who was always on the prowl for some new kinky scene.

Dee whispered something in the ear of the woman cuddled in her arms who looked puzzled, then afraid, appeared shy and incertain before finally nodding her acceptation. Dee called for the chief warden again. This evening was turning rather weird for him. She informed him of a new deviation from the standard procedure she had just engineered. He agreed to lead the woman back in chains to one of the cells deserted by the punished girls. He then made a public annoucement explaining they had just received a new inmate in the prison Death row and that she would be ready to receive visitors in a minute. He gave even to the assistance her real name! Ying's shame would be complete but she didn't seem to mind.

There was a stir in the assistance and someone jumped up immediately and paid to the warden the fee to fuck the new whore. Dee learned later that it was Ying's own ******! He happened to be there when Dee had warmed up sufficiently the young woman to make her horny and ready for anything, including a public exposure. In a small city like Singapore, the buzz would cross the city in a few hours and she would be an outcast in her community but she didn't care : her husband was immersed as usual in the vapors of his opium pipe. He hadn't touched her for more than one year and didn't care about her. He had never even tried to knock her up. At least acting like a whore gave her a thrill in her life.

Ying stood up when her ****** entered her cell. When she realized he wasn't furious about her, she smiled to him, offered him a condom and just asked him whether he wanted her mouth, her cunt or her ass before placing herself on her four to wait for his penetration like a seasoned whore. He threw aside the condom and plunged his engorged cock in Ying's wet cunt. He fucked her just as he would have fucked Dee or any of her *********. In no time he had her screaming and dancing on top of his erect pole. She was learning that old didn't meant decrepit. He used her in her three holes but he took special care to spew his sperm always into her pussy. He left her completely spent, the perfect image of a well fucked woman! He gave a big tip to the warden.

Fifteen men who personally knew Ying followed the example of her ****** but the warden insisted they put on their rubbers. Ying received, that evening, the basic training of any whore in that establishment. Always ready and smiling even when you are exhausted, cunt, mouth and ass gaping open to lure customers to use the girl.

Everyone in the assistance knew that after that public exposure, these men and plenty of other ones would surely come to visit Ying in the future at home when her husband would be at his office and enjoy her as they wanted. She would not deny them anything now : they all knew it. They would just enter her house and order her in the position they wanted. She was public property at that moment. When she left, the cashier handed her a nice wad of banknotes : sixteen men at three hundred US dollars each minus the twenty percent charge for unregistered whores left her with her with about four thousand dollars including the tips. Ying told the cashier he hadn't charged for her tryst with Dee but he waved it away, saying it was on the house. It was the first time a customer left the whore house richer than he had entered. The demand for Dee hadn't faltered, on the contrary : the men in the assistance seemed to have been excited by her bout with Ying and all the girls had a higher than usual number of suitors.

Three days later, Ying came back. She was wearing very revealing and extremely close fitting Chinese silk dress. She was accompanied by her ****** again. He seemed to have developed a very deep attachment to his ********. It was him who came to discuss with the chief warden just before the show. When the curtain was lifted, there were seven girls in the cells, two for punishment, Dee and her three ********* and Ying locked in the same cell as Janet! In the girls' dressing room, Dee had taken Ying in her arms, kissed her like a very close friend and presented her to her *********. The girl to girl action in Janet's cell was nearly as hot as the one with Dee three days before. Her ****** was again the first to visit her and he declined once more to put on a rubber.

From then on, Ying came back often, wearing Chinese clothes or looser garments such as sarees like those worn by the local Indian women or in European clothes. She was always accompanied by her ****** or some very handsome, always different man who visited her afterward in her cell. The strangers would put on condoms just as anybody else. Dee had understood what Ying's ****** was up to but she pretended not to understand. Two weeks later, the Chinese woman announced that her ****** had knocked her up. She seemed to be joyful and happy then. She continued her visit to the other inmates as her belly swelled more and more prominently. When she got too big, her ****** made her on her hands and knees and fucked her doggie style.

Just a few weeks before her delivery, she visited Dee and offered her a richly embroidered Chinese dress with slits up to her waist to thank her for her future baby. She explained that she would never come back to the whore house. Her ****** had decided to have his ******** locked in his own cloistered harem to keep her for his personal and his friends' use only. Her husband seemed not to have noticed his wife had disappeared. Dee was often invited by Ying's ****** afterward. Neither of them was specially attracted by girls but they loved to excite men by playing together in front of assistance.

As these lesbian games were clearly a big turn on for men, Dee had to submit to something she had always declined to do and share a cell at the beginning of the show with one of her *********. The sisters Samantha and Joan seemed not to have a problem playing together. Janet seemed more at ease with her ******. So they decided to make that pairing permanent. Most of their customers were sure they were really in couple and would have been shocked to watch Dee when she was shagged hard by Abbie and she would scream her pleasure quite loud. Dee didn't care as long as the customers thinking she serviced them against her will paid for pretending ****** a lesbian girl!

Debbie and her ********* loved these small theatrical performances once or twice a week as it changed them from their daily routine.

When some top brass, curious for such inventive shows came to visit them, the girls tried to innovate : although they were still considered as slave whores with no importance, their suggestions were listened to and evaluated. Unbeknownst from her ******, Janet proposed a new variation that met very favorable comments.
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The top brass arrived, with the house wardens surrounding him like a minister coming for inspection. He fucked Dee and her ********* in the ass without lubricant, although they didn't really need it, on their bunks then he examined their cases. He pronounced them guilty for indecent behavior and sentenced them to death without appeal. The execution was to follow immediately. The girls were hobbled and they immediately had their wrists tied in their back. A drape covering normally the remainder of the unused space on the basement level was pushed away. The carpenter had rebuilt the hanging scaffold as it had been on the old ages of the British Empire.

There were four nooses hanging from a tall wood beam. The girls had to climb awkwardly the stairs leading to the execution level as they were still hobbled and their chains were really heavy. It was quite frightful as everyone seemed very solemn and the silence was thick with anticipation. Dee was quite unaware and suddenly felt unsure that all these men hadn't come to watch their real execution!

There were planks separating the four hanging posts. Dee could just see the feet of her *********.

Samantha was the first girl to be hanged. The executioner wearing a red hood placed the noose around her neck then he tightened it. He then asked her if she had a last word to say. She answered with a fearful voice that she loved her ******, her sisters and Justin. Then the executioner placed a hood above her head and waited for the minister's order. At his signal, he pushed a lever and the trap opened under her feet. She disappeared from view and the cord became taut and everyone could hear a snap. Dee felt a pang in her heart when she realized it was probably the break up of her ********* neck she had just heard.

The next in line was Joan. The executioner asked her the same question and she answered in a fierce voice :

- Bye, Mom and Sis! See you soon! Kiss Al for me!

The trap opened under Joan's feet and she disappeared under the floor. Dee was now dizzy with her sorrow. These monsters had just killed her two youngest ********* and she couldn't do anything to prevent them to continue.

It was Janet's turn afterward. She just asked to be allowed to kiss her ******. The minister agreed to it. Her noose was loosened and she was led to her ******. Their mouths seemed attracted to one another. They glued fiercely. Dee's tongue darted forward and they French kissed passionately. After a minute, the executioner patted Janet's shoulder and led her back to the noose that awaited her. The same procedure was followed as if it was a simple routine. The trap opened under Janet's feet and the frightful snap was again heard.

Dee was now the last one on the stand. The executioner called out :

- Now that we have dispatched this whore's three *********, does someone want to fuck her a last time before we send her the same way as her progeny!

The Justice minister held up the hand. He mounted the scaffold in a hurry and approached Dee. He pushed himself between her legs. She was dry and her breath was oppressed by her terrible sorrow. The minister pushed aside her thongs and entered her. The feeling was extraordinary : she was like a virgin, tight and so pleasant to fuck!

When he had spewed his jizzm into her cunt, the minister stepped back and placed the hood on her head himself.

- Executioner, it's time to do your office! Dispatch this whore!

Dee felt relieved to follow her *********. The floor just opened below her feet and she felt straight down. As soon as her head passed under the floor on which she had been standing, she felt strong arms encircling her and catching her body in its fall. The man pushed aside a big sand bag that was attached to the ceiling. The rope was short and a snap was heard quite distinctly outside. Dee heard the voice of the minister announcing quietly :

- All the criminals have been executed! The show is over!

Dee didn't understand how she could be still alive. The man whispered to her ear.

- I've told you years ago, that you shouldn't fear anything. The Organization is not a crazy criminal one. It would never dispatch her best money earner at least for a mere fifty thousand dollars or even for ten times more!

- God! Abbie! You had been away for months! I thought I would never see you again!

- Just went to look for another group of wenches! Nothing to compare with my beautiful Dee and her *********!

- My *********! Where are they?

- Relax, pretty cunt! All of them are in the arms of their old mates and are busy thanking them for saving them from death clutches! How do you want it, as a starter : in your cunt or ass hole? Sorry, I like to see you with the noose around your neck and the hood on your head. You may have to keep them for a while! I'll make good use of your mouth afterward unless our good boss, the justice minister preempts you!

Dee's climax reached stratospheric levels. She felt as if an atom bomb had exploded in her womb. God, would she withstand a more severe thrill? She was invited then to a reception given by the visiting top boss when she received just another recommendation from him for services rendered beyond duty. . . and so on. She was wearing for the occasion a long cocktail dress. The fact that it was perfectly see through lace was just a small detail. It didn't prevent her from appreciating the champagne flute she had been given.

Dee's ********* were invited too but, just to show off their lower status, they were naked, their hands tied behind their backs, their ankles chained to their leg irons and someone held their leashes attached to their clit rings. They had to ***** their Champagne and eat their pastries from plastic dog bowls on the floor but they wouldn't have expected it otherwise.

The same show was then presented once a month with quite a number of visitors coming several times to watch it. The latest variation was inspired by Samantha who, during one of her days off rummaged into the store room where all the unused elements from the jail house were stored. She found the doors and drawers of the former mortuary. It was quite simple to build it back as the cooling system didn't need to be reconstructed. Samantha had always been somewhat gothic and had kept some morbid ideas!

It was no problem making them wear somewhat longer tee shirts hiding completely a harness. When the trap would open, they would fall by two or three feet only and remain in full view of the assistance. They would in reality hang safely from their harness. They had just to bend their neck in unusual directions and let their tongues hang out from their mouths to complete the illusion. They had chosen a time when Dee and her ********* were all heavily pregnant from their next litter. Watching pregnant women with their tummies distended, hanged up was such a turn on for many men that they spewed their wads on the floor or in their pants to their shame.

The girls would be then transported to the makeshift mortuary and placed on the drawers. The assistance would then be encouraged to use their bodies for their enjoyment. They couldn't keep pretending for a long time but a torrent of applause marked their final revival. Men queued each time to fuck Dee and her ********* on their mortuary drawers or on dissection tables. For some time, it was a must in the whore house scene in Singapore!

The general opinion was that it would be hard to present something more dramatic and exciting in the foreseeable future.

The management of the Chinese brothel gave Dee a further token of her high status. She was already officially allowed to exit the premises alone when she wasn't on duty, but, now, she could leave with her ********* with the provision she kept an eye on them at any time. Dee bought an apartment on the top floor of a nearby building. It housed five bedrooms : one for each couple and one for visitors. They could at last recreate a family life.

The positions just were not that precisely defined : Dee was Abbie's mate, no contest but she had no resentment if Abbie went for sometime in the guest room with Samantha, Joan, Janet or with two of them. Sometimes, it was even Dee herself who invited one of her ********* when she and Abbie retired in their bedroom. The other members of Abbie's gang rarely asked her out, probably out of respect for their chief but Abbie had never forbidden it. During her training period; she had been fucked by all the members of the gang but it had become very unusual. When Abbie was there, she didn't even notice it but when he was away on some mission, she would have liked to feel some really hard cock up one of her holes. She had to invest herself more in the whore house schedule then to satiate her body.

Dee wanted to return to the first moments of their association. On occasion, she organized roman orgies for the eight partners in their flat or straight on the terrace. Dee went once as far as servicing the four men together in the dining room with her ********* in armchairs encouraging their own mates to fuck their ****** harder! They had even shamelessly presented themselves their mates' cocks to their ******'s holes!

Tyrone had had to fly home as his grand ****** had died suddenly. It was a heavy duty period for the girls and Janet couldn't be spared to accompany him. At least, she accompanied Tyrone to the airport with her ******. Dee was wearing a very short skirt that barely hid the fact she wasn't wearing knickers. It was general practice in the whore house to have the girls ready for immediate use but Dee and Abbie had extended it to out of the house trips to ***** the four girls to always remember they were basically whores, just holes to be filled by some preferably big cock for a fee. If they flashed their pussies or asses to anyone, they would have to accept their proposals if the men accepted the price of their services.

In order to make it more difficult for the girls, they wore very tight blouses they had unbuttoned down to under their breasts to advertise they were not wearing a bra, either and very high heels. If they just try to pick something on the floor, they were sure to have their skirts run quite high and show off their naked bottoms to the public.

Dee was remembering a book she had recently read about girls being spanked, whipped and caned. She had been spanked and whipped along with Janet during their training period but, as other things, it had never been repeated. Perhaps, she should ask Abbie to reinstate corporal punishments. She would be quite pleased having her bottom smarting horribly under her short skirt at this very moment. Thinking to it made her need grow until she turned toward her mate.

- Abbie, would you like to do something for me?

- If I can, it'll be my pleasure, love.

- Then I would like you to find some quiet place in this airport, lead me there, take your belt out of the loops and seriously punish my behind!

- What have you done wrong to be punished in a public place?

- Nothing at all : it's just that I feel I need it now, please, Master!

- When you ask it so sweetly, how can I deny you such a treat?

He undid his belt and looped it in his hand.

- Time to turn those pretty white ass cheeks a little redder!

A swish sound broke the silence around them. A sharp pain shot through her ass when Abbie brought his thick belt down, ripping straight into her skin as he began to whip her like a dog. It didn't take long before Dee was screaming and crying, while begging for her Master to stop her punishment.

- What punishment, Dee? You have ASKED for it, remember and you stopped calling me Master, long ago!

- Yes, Master! Please continue to punish me! I feel that you own me more completely when you punish my little bottom!

Abbie lifted his arm again. He couldn't hide to himself the fact that he loved whipping her : she was so beautiful, so sexy and her skin marked so prettily! He made her ass dance for him as he used the belt on her repeatedly. She had stopped begging for him to stop!

He counted in his head the strokes he inflicted to the girl he really loved. When he reached the twenty limit he had fixed to himself, he dropped the belt on the floor.

- Do you have enough, Dee?

- No master, I want more, MUCH more!

He grabbed her arms and pushed her on his lap, face down. He lifted completely her skirt, exposing her ass cheeks. He would have preferred to kiss these marvelous buttocks but she had decided otherwise!

Abbie locked both of her wrists in his hands and started to spank her. He continued to thump his palms against the fine skin of her buttocks as she wailed face down until he could no longer raise his arm. When he was ****** to stop, he leaned back against the back of the armchair he had chosen and breathed deeply. He looked at the results of his work. Dee's buttocks looked like raw meat : red with violet patches. He caressed her bum with his hand. It felt warm and even hot to the touch and she arched her back to try to escape him. It must have been very painful!

Between whippings and spankings his mate, he had been getting pretty hard and was ready to enjoy her once more. He dropped her onto a nearby chair and got behind her. He started driving his cock up her ass. Once he had pushed all his meat into her, he started to fuck her butt with long deep and slow strokes. While he was banging her, he started to grab handfuls of her ass cheeks and squeeze them as hard as he could, just to make her feel her bruised buttocks.

Suddenly he lurched forward and drove his whole penis into her back passage. Dee hollered but she didn't try to escape. That was exactly what she wanted, what she had begged for and Abbie was doing just what she needed at the moment. He drilled his cock between her ass cheeks as deep as he could, loving to feel how tight it was. He humped and banged her ass until he was exhausted. He started to squirt his sperm into her bum. Dee turned her head toward him and offered him her open lips :

- Kiss me, Abbie! I love you! I wish you'll continue to spank me and fuck my ass for a long time.
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Debbie is shared by her former students


Kirk had taken a sabbatical tour of Asian countries to celebrate his first ten years of employment by a big software company. His job took so much time that he had still not found a suitable girl to share his life : no time to find the girl and even less to court any but he wasn't alone in that case and the poor unlucky guys who had found a sweetheart were so much occupied with their jobs and other mandatory social activities that their wives had had to find support among their staff, their tennis trainer or some other person working in the personal services, just modern gigolos if you can give that name to such a very demanding trade!

His friends had only the help of porno films and masturbation as they feared venereal diseases from gonorrhea to AIDS. Kirk had found another solution for his sexual needs : he had adhered to something that named itself The Organization managing brothels in many countries throughout the world, either public or underground but always sumtuous and the girls were just fantastic. All the customers were regularly tested to be clean, the girls were too but it was normal as they were cloistered in the lush whore houses of the group. No source of contamination, absolute chastity outside. Kirk just wondered where the Organization found the hordes of pretty girls who entertained him on the various houses he had visited. There were rumors that these girls had been abducted from their homes in England, USA or Europe but also from the rest of the world as you could find there black, asiatic or Indian beauties among the white ones!

It was the first time he visited Singapore's Chinese brothel. It was known as the busiest of The Organization. He had wondered about the origin of that name : they were relatively few Chinese girls there and there were no specifically Chinese decorations, at least less than in many hotels in the peninsula. The brothel looked like so many international class hotels that he felt immediately at ease. He went to the reception desk where he was informed that shows were offered free of charge every hours in the Aphrodite hall in the basement. The customers could then book the girl they had just seen in action for as long as they wanted. Prices varied from 200 to 400 dollars for a quarter sessions, depending on the age, beauty and experience of the girls but he could book a girl for an hour or a full night, if he agreed to the fee.. The man in charge advised him :

- You should have a look to the session at 10:00! Debbie is the star of our house! Some people come here in Singapore from England or USA just to see and fuck her! The management trusts her so completely that she is one of the happy few who are allowed to travel freely on planes without supervision but Debbie and her ********* nearly always travel with their bodyguards.

Debbie! The name stirred old memories in Kirk's mind : a teacher in South England when he was 18. She had a fabulous figure : a typical hour glass, with a very thin wasp waist, large wobbling hips and a mind blowing pair of boobs. All her students fantasized about these huge bazooms. Never before and never since, he had had the luck of discovering a girl with such out-of-this-world assets. She was their wet dreams personified and each of them masturbated several times a day in front of a photograph of their master taken in the courtyard, a photograph stolen in the pure paparazzi tradition!

The photo Kirk had loved the most was still on his computer, as a background image. It had been taken at a swimming pool in Guilford when he had chanced on Debbie wearing a skimpy white bikini to work on her suntan as she was not on duty. Kirk had sold the image to all his friends, the prelude of a very rewarding commercial career! What a high school teacher from South England would do in a brothel in Singapore? It was completely impossible! And now, she should be around 50, with wrinkles on her face, sagging breasts and belly, a pale image of her former splendor when she was his teacher. But this girl was the star of this brothel! There was really no chance at all. Nevertheless, he had to see her! He was so excited that he decided to book already a girl. The one he was given was 22 or 24 at the maximum. God! She was a younger replica of Debbie as he remembered her and she was heavily pregnant! His cock became instantly erect and hard. It seemed longer than it had ever been! Really Debbie's image was getting at him! He was getting insane! After having fucked the girl in her three holes, he exchanged a few words with her. Her name was Joan and she was reallyn 23. She was expecting twins. That was why her belly was so huge Kirk had thought she could deliver any time. She was only in her sixth month of pregnancy! This Joan was the gentlest whore he had ever met, quite ready to discuss, speaking a perfect English!

At a quarter to ten, Kirk took position in the waiting line to watch Debbie's show. There was a silk dais on a stage. The silence was complete, almost religious. The men around Kirk and a few women among them had their faces turned toward the dais. Very few spoke to one another and the culprits were scolded and told to shut up by their neighbors. At 10:00 exactly, four men entered the hall, two black and two white men. They were burly and very muscular, probably Debbie's bodyguards! They positioned themselves in the four corners of the room. They had the quiet assurance of well trained and seasoned warriors, probably former Marines or Rangers but clearly people you wouldn't try to antagonize if you wanted to live one more day.

The dais opened slowly while the room lights were replaced by spots centered on the bed that had been hidden by the dais. There was a form lying on that bed, a white girl and she was naked and heavily pregnant like the girl he had fucked a short time before! She stirred slowly as if she was awaking of a deep *****. She stretched her arms, yawned and sat on the bed. Damn that girl seemed as splendid as Debbie had been five years before but she was turned toward the opposite side and he had a light spot hampering his vision. A whirl sounded and the bed began to turn giving anyone in the assistance the occasion of watching Debbie from any angles. Fantastic! he could see her hour glass hips, her incredibly thin waist, the massive shape of her breasts. He was about to see her face at last. God! This girl was nearly as beautiful as his recollection of His Debbie! Then her face came into full view!

Kirk gasped in surprise : it was without any doubt his former teacher! She seemed to be totally impervious to ageing! She was exactly as he remembered her, as she had been five years before!

Two men mounted on the stage to join her : they were black, huge mountains of muscle. They stripped bare hastily and displayed very impressive huge cocks in the 11" and longer category. Kirk had always been proud of his ten inches cock but felt ridiculously dwarfed in front of them. Their skin was as dark as the night in complete contrast with Debbie's white skin! Debbie left to the first man the center of the bed where he stretched quietly. He took Debbie's hand and drew her to him. Debbie straddled him in the elegant manner of a gymnast. The black man's cock tip was reaching up to her stomach. She lifted her body up, aimed his cock to the entrance of her crotch and wiggled her hips as she engulfed slowly his cock. As she impaled herself progressively, she opened her mouth and moaned in delight until he was totally sheathed in her hot and obviously very wet snatch.

Penetration had been swift and regular and the front lines of spectators could have heard some revealing slurping noises : Debbie was enjoying what she was doing, enjoying it a lot! The black man humped up two times, just to show that he could go no further. Then he took Debbie's buttocks in his large hands and pulled them apart, exhibiting her puckered ass hole. The bed was still turning on its axle allowing any one to have the perfect view of the woman on the bed and her black lover.

The second black man joined them on the bed. He pushed his huge cock into Debbie's asshole with apparently no particular difficulties even though he was really huge! The woman now taken by two gigantic cocks just moaned, smiled and arched her back, caressing her second lover with her luscious mane while she offered her glorious breasts to the first one. He bent down and took her left nipple in his mouth and fingered the other one. He was extremely careful not to hit Debbie's pregnant belly too hard!

Debbie was now tightly sandwiched, a white girl between the two black men, a classical oreo sandwich, in fact! After a few minutes of total immobility for the benefit of the assistance, they began to move in and out of Debbie's holes. They may have rehearsed several times as the double penetration transformed itself soon into a sensual ballet. Kirk was entranced watching his former teacher, a woman he had desired from the first time he had seen her, wishing just to hug her naked body against his equally broad chest was fucking two black men in a brothel so far from their native South England!

As the two black men slowly increased the tempo of their cocks drilling into Debbie's body, Kirk's mind whirled in total disarray. Suddenly, the solution jumped forward. It was quite simple : first find an immediate release by booking that mouth watering gal. He couldn't leave without fucking her. It would have been better for her future surprise but it was far above his possibilities : he HAD to have her NOW! Then he would ask to meet someone from the direction, then inform all his former buddies who had studied in the same class. . . and had lusted after their beautiful teacher. He could also contact guys who had spent a few years in the same high school. He had never discussed with them but he was quite sure that Debbie had inspired them the same strong feelings. . .

Two hours later, Debbie received in her bedroom a new customer. She had taken a fast shower to wash away the sweat and the cum that covered her body after she had received three Chinese men together. They had used her body two times each, changing each time their positions. They really knew how to treat a frail white woman, even though she was heavily pregnant. They had massaged her breasts, sucking milk from her nipples and making her ***** some directly from her own udders when they got less taut. The session had been quite enjoyable for them all! She let her next customer in. From his look, he must be English and his face reminded her of someone. . .
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- Hello, Mrs Debbie!

That bass voice! She had heard it already! Her new profession had allowed to meet very intimately quite a lot of men, but, no, this one never fucked her, she was sure of it! Maybe she had met him earlier, at Uni? No she remembered all her friends at that time and they would have called her Debbie or used her nickname Dee, and not that pompous Mrs Debbie! A lightning bolt hit her : he was one of her former students in high school, Kirk Springfield! He had been one of her brightest students, he went to USA : Yale or Harvard, she didn't remember. God, he had been fascinated with her breasts all the year. Whenever she lifted her eyes, she could see him ogling her boobs! What was he doing there in Singapore, so far from home?

- Hello, Kirk, or, if I should respect the house protocol, Master! It's a surprise to meet you here!

- Kirk will do if I may call you Debbie. The surprise is for me, too. I was mesmerized when I discovered it was really you there, a whore in Singapore! How is it possible?

- A long story! I had some problems at home and I was sent here in Singapore with a job proposition I couldn't turn down. It would be too long to know all my adventures but I divorced my husband in England and discovered that this job I would never even envisioned I would try out some day, brought me many contacts and satisfaction. I made it my permanent job!

- So you are happy being a whore and receiving customers who just fuck you and use your body!

- In a few words, Yes, I'm happy there and nothing would make me change my life, now! My life is now in Singapore and my home is here. My name here is Debbie Whitaker, a local resident, even if I keep my US identity preciously! But times goes by! You paid to fuck me! Are you still interested to fuck your old former teacher?

- You bet! It had been the dream of my life. I wanked myself so often watching on my computer the photograph of you in bikini at the local swimming pool!

- Oh my! You chased me even there!

- For sure! It was a competition between all your students : who would have the sexiest picture of you. We would have loved seeing you naked, even like this morning during the show!

- Uhhh! You were there! So I'll keep no secret toward you!

- You are still my wet dream and I've never used any of your holes!

- Cool! You'll still be able to unload in my three holes before the next customer comes in if you don't waste any more time!

Twenty minutes later, it was an exhausted but quite exultant Kirk who left the room. Debbie French kissed him at the door of her bedroom, not caring if some one could see her from the corridor. She bade him farewell in the most delightful way. He went down to the lobby and lay down on a sofa to recover. When he had regained his countenance, he went to the reception and asked for an immediate appointment with the manager. . .

Three months later, Kirk was back in Singapore in the Chinese brothel. It was early, just a few minutes before nine AM. He was received directly by the manager.

- Mr Springfield! A pleasure to meet you, again! We have received your bank transfer of 40.000 dollars and we have informed Debbie she has been rented for two days full time by a group of one hundred men. As you requested, another girl of our staff will take care of fifty of them for the first day and of the second group the other day. It will be Debbie's eldest ********. She is a beauty like her ******, just a little less experienced but a seasoned whore like her mom and sisters. The girls are waiting for you in the Aphrodite hall!

- Did you. . .?

- Inform them of your identity? Not at all, your instructions were pristine clear!

Kirk opened the door of the Aphrodite hall and entered with a brisk pace. Debbie and Janet were waiting in a sofa in a corner of the hall. They were both wearing sexy red silk with black embroideries see through nighties with matching negligees. They jumped up, pushing their breasts forward and parting their legs to welcome the man who had rented them for two days, following the house custom. They bent down to the waist, pushing their arms to the back. Their cleavage was totally displayed and their dresses were sufficiently loose for Kirk to have a perfect view of their breasts and nipples.

Debbie lifted her eyes discreetly to evaluate their new master for the next two days and stopped dead : it was Kirk Springfield, her former student! She blubbered :

- Kirk! I never expected to see you again! It's a pleasure but. . . I've been told that you have rented me and my ******** to service one hundred guys for two days. . .

- And that is perfectly true! Let me present you the people I took the liberty of inviting. Guys! Please come in!

On his invitation, the men Kirk had invited entered the hall. Mesmerized, Debbie watched them one by one stepping in. All of them were her former students she had met during her twenty years of activity. She blushed beet root at her public exposure to so many men who had known her in authority and saw her now in such skimpy outfit. She had known that all her students, at least the male ones had been always in LOVE for her and have dreamed to see her naked. Instinctively, she checked the buttons of her negligee. Kirk noticed her move and smiled. He must have been able to read her mind as he whispered to her ear :

- Debbie! Your former pupils are dying to see you naked! They have dreamed of you for years and in your job, you just won't deceive them, will you?

Debbie emerged from her stupor induced by her complete surprise of discovering that one hundred of her former students had flown in from England to Singapore just to visit their former teacher turned whore. A smile came gradually to her face as she grabbed the belt that was keeping her negligee closed. She undid the knot and let the belt fall down to the floor. Her negligee opened, offering the assistance a glimpse of her wonderful breasts through her flimsy nightie. Still even slower, she took off her negligee and made it swirl around her before throwing it on the sofa. The nightie was quite see-through and every detail of her luscious curvy body was then plainly visible. She paraded among her former students, turning often on her toes to offer all of them a complete view of her body from any angle. She was teasing them like a seasoned whore but she was one, now!

When every one had ogled closely all her treasures, she went back to her sofa, turning her back to them and wiggling seductively her bottom. She grabbed the hem of her nightie and lifted it just under her crotch. She looked coyly to them from above her shoulder and made her half turn. Their mouths were gaping open but they just could see her thighs and nothing more. She turned back toward the sofa and, this time, heaved up the hem of her nightie somewhat more. When she turned to them, they could see partly her pussy and they gasped in pleasure. The next time, she showed them completely her pussy. Her former students expected that she would show herself even more on the next turn and they were rather frustrated when she sat back on the sofa. She had left her nightie hoisted up to show off her pussy.

It was Janet's turn to make a strip tease for the benefit of their assistance. When every one expected her to join her ****** on the sofa, she surprised them by continuing to pull up slowly her nightie. Soon her breasts came into view and the next time, it was the turn of her quite erect nipples. At that time, their cocks were all erect and quite hard from her exhibition. Janet turned once more toward the sofa but she passed her nightie above her head before throwing it in a corner of the room. When she turned back toward the assistance, she wore just her high heels. She kept her knees tightly closed and froze suddenly.

Debbie sprang back to her feet and took off her nightie, too, in a single movement. All her former students gasped. Their eyes seemed about to spring out of their sockets. Their dream was realized just in front of them : Debbie was naked among them, at last! Just to enhance the situation, they could see together their former teacher and a younger version of her. They were alongside and Debbie nodded toward her ********. In the same gesture, both girls parted slowly their thighs, exhibiting in the most wanton manner their pussies. In the same movement, their hands went down onto their pussies and parted them slowly. The men watching them felt their hearts stop an instant when their left hand slided down to their clit and they began to frig themselves simultaneously.

Debbie and Janet fell back on the sofa, exhibiting in the lewdest way their pussies, daring the hundred men present to join them on the sofa and fuck them silly! They were so eager that nearly all of them made a step forward. Kirk took out a micro.

- Gentlemen, may I ask you to remain calm! Debbie and her ******** Janet are at our complete disposal for today and tomorrow! You'll have more than enough time to fuck both of them. We'll just follow alphabetical order for Debbie and reverse for Janet. Let's see who's first! Mmmhh! Ah Yes, Abrams, you'll have the honor to be the first. Just tell us if you want to fuck her cunt or her ass and if you accept to offer her second hole to someone else. You'll have ten minutes each!

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Abbie and his team were so excited : it was the finale of the World Cricket tournament and it was taking place there in Singapore! They couldn't stop day dreaming of it. Finally it was Dee who proposed the guys to go there. She would organize a night for girls only in their apartment near the whore house. Abbie jumped on the occasion as any man of English origin would have! He may have been black as coal, but he had been bathed in that sport with all his friends since his early *********.

Affairs at the Chinese brothel would be certainly very low, so the management had decided to offer all the girls a day off. Therefore, the night between girls transformed into a whole day. Abbie would stay in Dee's bedroom at the Chinese brothel to prepare for the match with his gang.

Dee's apartment was spacious with five big bedrooms with king size beds. Normally it was the meeting point of the whole family but one of the men was often not there as the Organization had sent him on some mission, such as accompanying a girl to Morocco if she was ill or had not satisfying results in the cash she earned. Such girls were often affected to some less busy establishments of the Organization. As Dee and her ********* were among the biggest earners, they were not concerned but that left one of the girls alone while her sisters and her ****** were fucked quite hard by their mates.

Dee didn't want to let the single girl alone at the Whore house but she didn't want to fuck Abbie and let her lonely ******** listen to the antics of her ****** and sisters. Her maternal instinct couldn't accept it! So, Dee had taken the habit to invite her ******** to share Abbie with her. The reverse had not been automatic : at the beginning, when Abbie was far away, her ********* had trouble inviting their ****** to share their own mates. It may have been simple respect or fear of comparison as Dee was certainly the hottest girl of the four.

Dee had bigger breasts, more beautiful legs and buttocks, longer and thicker hair, more talent in applying her make up, sexier gait, natural elegance with any dress than her *********. She could put on anything from a burqa to a micro-skirt and look sexy in it! She could even walk and dance sexily with six inches stiletto heels, a feat none of her ********* had been able to able to match! The differences were not that evident but they added and finally most men would have chosen Dee for a night out.

At the beginning, Dee's ********* never offered her to share their own mates with her but then she didn't want to go to the apartment to brood alone and then her ********* couldn't go either to the apartment on their own as Dee was the only one allowed to exit the premises without supervision with them. Even Abbie hadn't that possibility, a new proof of the high regard the top brass accorded to Dee.

The rumor said Dee would be soon transferred to the escort girl department where she would be expected to service very important business men on an International basis for fees reaching up to ten or twenty thousand dollars a day. For that astronomic price, the girl was to be very educated and Dee had been a high school professor, very sexy and Dee was so hot she could have ignited a fire in the desert. The girl had also to attend formal dinners with high society wives, receive guests for a party wearing a Versace or Dolce & Gabanna cocktail dress or receive a president and make him at ease immediately. Her mission could last from a single day to a week or longer and she could be called on the opposite side of Earth, arrive fresh and ready for anything. Of course, she would have also to cope with all the sexual needs of her customer! Secretly, in her heart, Dee was contemplating that bright future but she was also fearing it : would she be up to it?

Dee closed the door and contemplated her *********. The situation was reminiscent of their old house, in England. Maybe, tonight, there would be a house attack and they would be spirited away again... She intended to enjoy the day and the night, just for the sake of the old times.

- A pleasure to get rid of our mates for a whole day, don't you think so, girls?

They laughed heartily. It was so pleasant to be between girls, just the mom with her ********* once more! It was cool being together and not thinking to the guys who would pay to fuck them in a few hours. Janet prepared them a cocktail of her composition. It was so delicious that she had to prepare a second glass then a third until the bottle of Gin was empty. They were tipsy, not really ***** but their inhibitions had certainly dissolved in the ******* vapors. They now laughed for no actual reason, except the pleasure of being together.

Dee had ordered food for four from a top class restaurant. She had chosen the aphrodisiac menu : oysters, asparagus and such things served with very hot sauces. The recipes must have been really effective as the four girls felt really horny. In fact, if their mates had been there, they would have retired to their bedrooms and raped them! But these stupid guys were busy watching some fools playing with a ball and a bat. The girls would have preferred to play with another bat, a round and very stiff one indeed!

The girls decided to try to cool down in the Jacuzzi on the sun deck. It wasn't meant for four and they would be cramped. They managed to enter it. They were stark naked and there was much involuntary touching between them : hips, breasts, elbows, feet and shoulders came in contact and if you wanted to back away, you entered in contact with just another girl. Finally, they reached a result diametrically opposite to the one they had looked for : they were getting really horny as hell!

- What d'you think our guys are doing right now?

- ********, swearing, screaming and wooing the referee, for sure!

Joan served four glasses of wine.

- Imagine that Al, last year, left me alone in my bed all the night to watch the TV! I had to satisfy myself with a dildo. He even stayed in the lobby to snore alone when it had been finished. I snubbed him for a good week afterwards!

- It must be something in the male genes! My own sucker of mate did the same! It's far better to be here together.

- Don't be too harsh on them, girls : most of the year, they service us quite conveniently. Personally, I'm quite satisfied by Abbie's big cock! He really knows how to please a girl!

- Sure, Mom! But they failed us tonight and they should be punished for it!

- What do you intend to do exactly, Samantha : get outdoors, pick up four guys and herd them here?

- Hey, stop that, Janet, you are under my responsibility. I would have to get out and pick up men for you! With that damned tournament, I'll have to walk the streets like a cheap whore for hours!

They switched on the TV and, on the first channel they flipped through, they found a porn movie with two girls exchanging passionate kisses and caresses on a bed while two other ones did the same on the carpet. The girls seemed to be really in their roles. In no time, Dee and her ********* were glued to the screen, imagining they were with the girls exchanging hot caresses.

Dee and her ********* had never really experimented in that direction except with Ying when they presented the Inmates show but it was just a warm up exercise to put the pressure on the assistance and induce them to pay the fee for fucking one of the girls. When Ying had entered her ******* harem, Dee had formed two couples : herself with Janet and Joan with Samantha as they worked nicely together but they were just playing. Al and Justin had assets their girly mutual attraction couldn't compete with!

Joan giggled in the water spraying water all around.

- Did I tell you I had a thryst with a girl at college?

- Was it a real affair, Sister?

- No, we exchanged a few kisses, she unbuttoned my blouse and pushed my bra over my boobs. She sucked my nipples. It was delicious and I reciprocated but we stopped short when we started to caress our pussies through our jeans. We were too shy!

- Really? Have you been ever shy, sis?

- Remember : I was a virgin when a guy I don't even know paid a lot of money to pop my cherry!

- Yes but you can be technically a virgin and have a very active sex life!

- Oh, Janet! Do you imply I was a whore?

- But you are one, now! Is it a problem for you, sis?

- Not at all! I really enjoy it, you can be sure of it! I wouldn't want another job! I'm a sex-addict and proud to be! Don't tell me you never experimented with another girl!

- Uuuhhh! During a party, I was given a dare to French kiss a friend. She was reluctant but I kissed her on her lips and ****** my tongue into her mouth. Then she opened up and we really kissed one another. For sometime afterwards, we walked hand in hand and exchanged side glances but we never went further.

- God! I would never have imagined two of my ********* had such adventures... Did you do your homework on occasion?

Dee could feel her nipples getting taut but they were safely hidden under the water. Their small talk had made her excited just because her ********* had told them of their little experiences of girl to girl contact. They amounted to nearly nothing but a more seasoned lesbian girl could have changed their lives then! Would they have been happier with their lives would remain unresolved.

Janet suddenly asked a question :

- Do you think the girl on the left is cuter than I am?

- If you want us to compare, you've better stand near the TV. We will be the referees and decide who has the lithest figure, the biggest breasts and the cutest ass!

- OK but if I do it, you too, sis, and why not you, Mom?

- Because I'm your ******! I'm much older than you. The comparison wouldn't be fair!

- You're kidding, Mom! The management has issued the last month statistics : you earned more than thirty percent more than any of us and you had the flu for four days! We may be younger but you still have more sex appeal than us! What is your secret, mom?

- Hey, look at the TV, Joan, this one has hair on her pussy and butt hole : it's disgusting!

- You're right. Tell me : when did you shave yourself, Janet?

- Yesterday morning, Mom and I waxed my bum hole this morning! Check yourself!

Janet turned around and got on all fours, pushing her pert bottom up in the air. Dee could examine her huge tits hanging down, swaying like a pendulum whenever she moved. It was too much for a loving ******. She knelt beside her ******** and ran her finger on her pussy. There wasn't even a trace of stubble. Then she explored the crack of her ass : it was as smooth as a baby's skin!

- Good, Janet! You're taking good care of your body!

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