It was almost a party; everyone gathered in the large living room of the plantation. They had returned home two days ago, the overseers indoctrinating the newest slaves into their new life. Now it was time for the family to see the latest collection of slaves that the General had purchased, especially the ones purchased for the express purpose of being used sexually.
The living room was huge, as big as most peoples farmhouse. There were at least three separate sitting areas. The whites would sit in luxurious comfort, where the black female or buck would be brought in, stripped naked and humiliated as they were probed and examined intimately in full view of the whites. The festivities would last all day, drink and food amply supplied by the black slaves, forced to watch their own kind humiliated.
The General sat back in his leather chair with a black leather ottoman in front of him, the leather stained with the sweat of the blacks that had already graced it, forced onto their knees in front of him, stripped naked for his intimate inspection. Near him sat his two younger daughters, Savannah and Charlotte. Savannah was married to a naval Captain, his ship out to sea for the last two months now. Charlotte was the beauty between the two of them, though she was not married. The General suspected that she liked girls more then men, but he never failed to let his children lead their own lives. And since he had his own perversities, he allowed his children their own. No matter what they were.
Savannah would masturbate tonight, enjoying the ritual of the new slaves. It had been a long time since she was intimate with her husband, seeing the men of the house defile the new girls, most of them virgins, gave her great masturbatory fantasies. She would often peek undetected into the rooms as the girls lost their virginities, her fingers beneath her petticoats as she watched a hard cock thrust between the black thighs of a girl, cumming when the girl cried out as her innocence was taken brutally from her. Looking at her you would never even fathom that she was that decadent, her dark hair hanging long down her back almost to her waist, framing the soft features of her face, her eyes so innocent. She had a lovely body that many a man swooned to possess never realizing the hellion that she was in bed once her innocence was lost. Only her husband graced her succulent white thighs now, Savannah fucking back with such passion. No act was off limits to her husband since Savannah was sure that on his long voyages to distant ports he partook of the local girls, always coming home with a new sexual position or act. She didn't want to lose him so she consented to whatever perverse act he desired, giving up her virginity to him, not only of her pussy, but her mouth and even her ass. She was afraid of his return from China. When he visited Japan, he came back introducing Savannah to tight rope bondage. She couldn't even fathom the perversities of the yellow-skinned Chinese girls.
Charlotte rubbed her wet thighs together beneath the layers of petticoats, eyeing each girl with desire. Her father would probe each one with his fingers, seeing the girls cry out when he stuck his finger in tight virgin holes, their faces shamed as they kneeled submissively before him, naked and spread. Charlotte's body was not as full as her sister Savannah, her breasts small in comparison, but capped with large nipples that swelled with little provocation. She had the classic hourglass figure, her dress cinched tight around her waist until she could hardly breathe. Her full hips were made for child bearing and a plump ass that swayed with such sensuality that made men stared unashamedly as she walked. But it was not men she desired, but females. She had never had a female lover that was not coerced into performing the acts she required of them. The city was a long way from the plantation, a place where like-minded girls might reside, instead Charlotte taking her lust out on the black slaves. On rare occasions she would find some white girls that ended up on the plantation. They were often hesitant, but they would be persuaded in the same manner as the blacks, forced brutality.
Mary was brought in, standing next to the General, her hands at her side, shivering in fear as he looked at her with the same lust that he had at the auction. They had dressed her in a new dress, tiny buttons that went from her neck to her waist, the fabric pulled tightly over her naked breasts underneath, Mary unable to stop her nipples from growing hard. They gave her no underwear, her thighs sticking together as she sweated in fear.
"Is this your favorite, Father?” Savannah knew of her father's lusts and by the bold bulge in his trousers, this fair-skinned black incited his lust. She would peek in and watch her Father degrade this girl. The young girl would soon learn the cruelty of the white man from a man forty years her senior, her innocence lost by the cruel thrust of his hard cock.
The General didn't answer her. It wasn't that he was trying to ignore her, he just didn't want Mary to realize that she was desired. That would be too much power to give to a black. He sat up in his chair, his prized possession just inches from him. He could smell the fear on her, his cock hardening at the thought. He stood up, his large body towering over the cowering girl. He lifted up her chin until her eyes looked into his. She had lovely thick lips, made for cradling a thick cock between them. His fingers traced around her mouth; Mary's lips trembling as his finger played along the silky bottom lip. He circled her mouth, pressing outward each time he made a revolution, drawing her mouth open into a wide ‘O'. Her pink tongue was just inside, shrinking away from his fingertip. He pushed one finger in her mouth. “Close your lips on my finger.” She obeyed without question, her wet lips feeling so good on his finger. He began to draw his finger in and out, just as he would do with his cock. A second finger joined the first, sawing in and out of her tightly clenched lips; Mary's eyes opened wide. He pushed a third finger and finally a fourth in her mouth, her lips stretched tight at the corners, his fingers running harshly over her tongue as they plunged deeper into her mouth. His other hand held the back of her head, making sure that she didn't try to push away. His fingers were slick with her spit as they pushed to the back of her mouth. He held her head tight as he pushed until he felt her struggle, his fingertips hitting the back of her mouth. He held them in tight, pressed against the opening to her throat. Her eyes watered as he pushed in, a gag from her muffled mouth, a sharp struggle, his hand more powerful and her head held submissively still as his finger slid into her gullet. Another gag as she choked on his finger, her throat opening wide, the General pushing more fingers into her throat as her muscles tried to push them out.
It was terrible, the General sticking his filthy fingers in her mouth, Mary unable to do anything as he held her head still with his strong hand. In and out he pressed them; more and more fingers joining the lone one until her lips almost tore in the corners. Her mouth was filled with spit, unable or unwilling to swallow it, the taste of his fingers soiling her taste buds. Her stomach turned over as he choked her, her throat opening up, his fingers plunging into the tiny hole as it felt like he was trying to drive his fingers into her stomach. She choked and gagged, but the General seemed to enjoy it, his fingers moving around in her tight throat as her muscles clenched and unclenched uncontrollably. He finally pulled them out, wiping his wet hand on the front of her new dress, staining it wet.
"Nice tight throat. Her muscles fight well. She'll prove enjoyable.” He spoke, not to anyone in particular, more for himself. His cock was thick at the thought of throat fucking her, pinning her to the bed as his hips drove his thick cock in and out of her unwilling throat until he came.
His hand cupped one of her tits, her body jerking from the unexpected touch. “Sensitive.” His fingers curled around her firm breast, teasing close to the nipple that pushed out the flimsy garment without actually touching it. He remembered her big areolas, squeezing his hand on the flesh until it bulged between his fingers. He heard her moan softly, her feet shuffling as he compressed her luscious flesh. He squeezed harder, his powerful hand able to crush her flesh with ease. He released it, the firm flesh springing back to life, the nipple harder now. He brought both hands up, his large hands able to encircle both of her breasts in spite of their large size. He squeezed while watching her eyes as he compressed the flesh until he saw her cringe in pain. He kept up the pressure, finally releasing them, the hard nipples pushing out the dress obscenely. “Nice firm tits.” They would take nicely to the whip. Once he fucked her, he could whip her tits until his cock grew to attention again. Maybe even fuck his cock between them, making her hold them together like twin pillows.
Her breasts hurt, but she stayed still, afraid of displeasing Master. Her nipples swelled, Mary unable to stop them. The General was harsh, making Mary afraid of what he might do to her. She looked down as his large hands began to unbutton the tiny buttons with such precision, the brown skin of her bosom slowly revealed as he peeled back the top of her dress. His fingers tickled her skin as he unbuttoned all of the buttons to her waist, goose bumps appearing on her skin from his unfamiliar touch. He pulled it back, sliding it over her arms until it hung uselessly at her waist, Mary standing naked to the waist, her breasts heaving up and down.
He cupped the bare breasts, his fingers plucking at the nipples, making them swell further under his touch. He pinched the nipples harder, pulling on them, Mary arching her back. His hands slid down to her waist, pushing the rest of the dress down over her full hips, the material tearing as he stripped her in haste. He shoved it down to the floor until Mary was standing naked in front of him, her black bush highlighting her lush thighs.
"Maybe you would like to try out her mouth, Father.” Charlotte stood up wanting to test this new brown beauty.
The General's cock needed relief, the young girl's mouth hot and tight. He knew that Charlotte wanted an excuse to touch her, so why not enjoy her mouth while Charlotte enjoyed probing her body. He had no qualms about letting his daughters see his organ, the General proud of his thick cock in spite of his age. “Thank you, Charlotte. Have her straddle the ottoman. That should spread her legs nice and wide and stop her from closing them.” Charlotte would have complete access to every intimate part of Mary's body while he fucked Mary's mouth. He drew open his trousers, fishing into them to pull out his cock, Mary panicking as he took out his big, white cock. It hung out, eight inches of cock that grew even more from the sight of Mary's naked body being arranged on the ottoman.
The white girl got up, pushing Mary over the wide ottoman, forcing her to straddle the widest part of it, Mary's thighs and crotch aching as her legs spread over four feet wide. The edge of the leather pushed against her thighs, Mary was unable to close her legs. She saw it for the first time, a white mans cock. It was big, bigger then she thought it would be. The head of it was almost purple, thick and imposing, a fluid already leaking onto it, making it glisten in the light. The shaft was long, purple veins running up the side of it. What was he going to do? His hand was stroking it, Mary surprised that it grew bigger as his fingers curled along the thick shaft. It suddenly dawned on her. His fingers in her mouth. His cock out. He was going to stick his cock in her mouth. She had heard of it from some of the slaves, a task that was not performed by good girls in her village. She felt a hand on her back. This time it was warm and soft, the girl pushing down on Mary's back until she was bent over the stool, her breasts dangling onto the leather, her nipples perking up from the sudden cold of the leather. Her nipples brushed back and forth over the rough leather, a strange shiver of excitement between her legs. She should have stopped, but she felt the delightful tingle in her nipples, not wanting it to go away.
Charlotte moved behind Mary, her hands pushing her down, the lovely brown ass arching up higher. The General moved in front of the girl, Charlotte trying to not look at her father's cock, but her eyes were always drawn back to it. She knew she would watch her father take Mary's innocence. But she had her own pleasure now, the wide expanse of Mary's legs leaving little to the imagination; her cheeks pulled back, the crack of her ass a darker brown, Charlotte's eyes following the sharp crease down to the tiny dark, puckered hole nestled between her cheeks. Now just a tiny hole, soon it would receive large, white cocks inside it, forced to spread painfully wide. Her eyes went lower, down to the thick dark lips of her pussy, pulled apart to reveal the pink insides exposed by the wide spread of her legs. All of her treasures were open to Charlotte.
The General moved close to Mary, hefting up his cock, wagging in front of her face. “You're going to suck my cock.” He pushed two fingers into the corner of her mouth when he saw her lips clenched tightly closed. His other hand held her head as his fingers easily gained access to the inside of her mouth, pressing her lips open. He shoved his hips forward, his thick cock bouncing delightfully on her lips, a drip of cum falling inside her mouth. She looked defiantly at him in spite of his superior strength. He rubbed his cock around her lips, his fingers keeping her mouth open a slight bit in spite of her efforts to close them. Suddenly her lips went limp, his fingers prying open her mouth and his hips driving the head of his cock into her unwilling mouth until the head was buried inside her lips. He pressed her lips together, finding her mouth willing as her lips clasped onto his cock, trapping it just beneath the head.
She wouldn't take his filthy organ in her mouth. His fingers were insistent, shoved harshly in her mouth. She could feel his hot flesh on her lips, feeling like a hot poker on her skin. She tasted a salty taste in her mouth. “EEEEEEH,” she moaned on the cock that tried to enter her as a soft hand peeled her pussy lips back so gently, a finger sliding up and down her slit until she felt her juices begin to flow. The finger played with her pussy like Mary would do, soft and gently running up and down, finally playing at her tight, virgin hole. It pushed in, but gently, stopping when it hit her hymen, slowing ringing her tight hole, expanding the resilient flesh. She had never felt such a pleasurable touch, forgetting all about the cock at her mouth. That was her first mistake. She suddenly found her mouth pierced by the hot flesh of the General, her lips opening wide and closing around the shaft as the flesh in her mouth jerked and shuddered on her tongue. Another drop of salty taste filled her mouth, sure that his cock was dripping into her mouth, the foul taste making her gag in disgust. Two hands went to her head holding her mouth that was speared on his flesh. She knew once it was inside, she wouldn't be able to push it out. It sank deeper into her mouth. A cool finger touched her anus, pressing for entrance, but not harsh like the men, this finger gently probed, Mary relaxing her muscles until it popped inside her, gently massaging her muscles. It felt strange and good all at the same time. “AAAAAHHH,” her ass jerked up higher as gentle fingers plucked at her pleasure button, forcing her ass up into the air. Her cry of pleasure allowed the General to force more of his cock in her mouth, Mary now having to contend with the foul tasting cock that continued to swirl around in her mouth.
Charlotte must be doing an excellent job of arousing Mary, her mouth now compliant, the General fucking his cock in and out of her tight lips, his hand holding her still as he used her for his pleasure. Even her tongue began to move, touching his cock almost tentatively, the General driving his hips forward so that the head of his cock slid over the wet tongue. He could feel his cock leaking cum in her mouth, his balls knotted tight, aching, as he needed to unload a torrent of cum in her mouth. His hips became more urgent, slamming back and forth until the head of his cock banged against the back of her mouth. He wouldn't fuck her throat now, saving it for later when he could take her more forcefully. He just needed to cum.
Charlotte was masturbating Mary with authority, Mary's body responding to her masterful touch, her clit plucked to erection, her asshole sucking her finger deeper into her hot, tight insides. She responded well, Charlotte would avail of her lovely body again when they would be alone, teaching Mary to use her tongue on Charlotte. She knew that Mary was ready to cum, her body reached to a fever pitch in spite of being forced to suck the General's cock. She looked at her father's face, seeing in it that he was ready to cum. His hips were driving his cock in and out with abandonment, the thick cock splitting Mary's lips. His head shot up as he bellowed his orgasm. He pulled Mary's head down onto his cock, burying it deep inside her mouth as he shot his load of cum into her unwilling mouth.
Mary bucked, her body cumming, but at the same time, she had to contend with the General shooting massive amounts of foul, salty tasting cum into her mouth. His hands became harsh, pushing so hard on the side of her head that she thought her head would burst. The cum shot out his cock with such force that some shot down her throat, Mary choking, snot and cum coming out her nose as she snorted. She was forced to swallow, but her orgasm was racing through her body, the white girl's fingers teasing the tingling pleasure from her body with her expert touch, her fingers making her pleasure button swell. She came again, the finger in her ass going deeper, pressing hard against her clenching muscles, another finger in her virgin pussy stopped by Mary's muscles as she came.
The General dumped his cum into her mouth, his balls unleashing a torrent of cum that choked her. His hand held her tight, Mary unable to escape the gallons of cum that he forced her to swallow, all the while Charlotte forced the orgasm from her own untrained body. The General finally pulled his semi rigid cock from her mouth, but not before he made her lick it clean, cum dripping down Mary's mouth as his cock slid down her wet chin.
Charlotte made Mary lick her fingers, tasting her own juices. She whispered into her ear. “Soon you and I will enjoy the pleasures that only two girls can enjoy."
Mary didn't know what to think of the whole thing. She couldn't get the taste of cum from her mouth, but her body felt like rubber, the orgasms that raced through it left her exhausted. And content. How could she enjoy another girl so much? And what was the white girl going to do to her?
At the other end of the room, while the General was playing with his brown-skinned girl, Doc was preparing for his latest arrival. Doc was the middle son of the General, regarded as the Doctor for the plantation though he had no formal training. With so many slaves and being far from town, someone had to administer to the sick and injured. There were always lots of farm accidents, but some injuries were intentional. The family did enjoy a good whipping, male and female alike. It was Doc's job to make them serviceable again to continue working and be available for more punishment sessions.
Doc had just finished with the young black girl, humiliated as he spread her open on the table, the family gathered around as Doc spread her pussy open, revealing all of her most intimate parts to all that watched. Her legs were thrust up over her head, bending her supple body in two, her legs spread and her pussy opening up like a flower. Doc prodded and poked her pussy, a finger entering her carefully so as not to bust her hymen, teasing her clit until the reluctant bud stood up hard and red like a tiny erect cock. Then to the final indignation, one long, fat finger shoved unmercifully up her tight asshole as she clenched her lips tight in pain, Doc enjoying the tight muscles clinging to his finger as he shoved it in and out, testing her elasticity for things far bigger then his finger.
Jerry Lee and his wife Kaitlyn moved into one of the comfortable chairs near the low bench as they brought Sarah into the room for Doc's inspection.
"So this is the black bitch that you want to enjoy.” Kaitlyn hated that her husband fucked the slaves, but it was better then fucking her. Though she loved him when they married, giving up her virginity to him, their love had diminished over the years. As well as their sex life together. Now she aided him in defiling the black girls he bought, Kaitlyn growing more evil with the blacks with each passing year. She loved nothing better then to whip the black ass of a virgin as she was forced to ride Jerry Lee's cock until she busted her own hymen, the whip forcing her to sink down on his massive cock. And she still did not stop, whipping the unfortunate girl until Jerry Lee took out his lust on her, spewing his seed into her once virgin pussy.
Jerry Lee rubbed his cock, his member growing as they brought in Sarah, her large breasts dancing delightfully beneath the thin dress. Jerry Lee loved that his wife would watch him fuck the slaves. And she had a way to make the poor girl ride him so nicely, Jerry Lee caring little that it required a whip. All he wanted to feel was the delightful clenching of a virgin cunt on his cock, the pain of the whip doing that with precision.
Doc was not handsome like Jerry Lee or the General and some say that he is ugly, but not to his face. It's not that he needs good looks to get a girl, the slaves all forced to accept his attentions. And he does get lucky, the General sometimes taking in distant relatives. They are poor white trash, treated no better then any black slave. And that includes Doc's intimate exams.
Sarah was surprised by the large room, not expecting all of the people that were seated around it as if it were a big party. She looked over in one corner seeing Mary, one of the girls bought in the same auction as her. She was sucking a white cock as a white girl behind her looked like she was masturbating her. How perverted, the whites sitting around watching as if it were the most natural thing to see. She cringed when she saw the white man they called Doc. And on the chair next to him was the man she called Master, the one that had already whipped her, her breasts still sore to the touch. The one that shamed her, forcing her to cum while being whipped.
Doc prepared the two ropes that hung down from the ceiling. He would pose Sarah for Jerry Lee and his wife. “A pretty black filly,” Doc clenched his fingers, eager to strip her naked. “Skin as black as coal.” He pulled Sarah next to him. “Obey me and I won't string you up and whip your ass raw.” He saw the frightened look on her face as he bent down in front of her.
"Yes'm, Master,” Sarah trembling as his fingers dug into her arm, Sarah cringing in pain. His hands instantly began to run over her body, starting with her breasts, Sarah's hands trembling at her side as his gnarled fingers dug into her breasts, his fingers pushing hard into her sensitive nipples still sore from the whip. He squeezed her breasts for long minutes, going from one to the other.
"Nice firm titties, Jerry Lee. Made for sucking. And from the look of pain on her face, made for whipping. Does she like it?” He squeezed a nipple, finding the hardened nub easily beneath the thin fabric, just a touch making it erect.
"She came under the whip. She'll make a nice pain slut.” Jerry Lee was proud that he had forced her to cum, even while he was whipping her painfully.
"We'll see how she likes being whipped between those black thighs. A hundred strokes with a whip and we'll see how well she cums.” Kaitlyn would love to get her alone, spreading her on her special chair, the center cut away to leave the wide expanse from her asshole to her clit open for the whip. She'd scream nicely for her, Kaitlyn's pussy getting wet at the cruelty of beating her pussy until it was red and swollen.
"Lift up your dress,” Doc wanting Sarah to show herself to them. He liked the slow humiliation.
They didn't give her any underwear, Sarah naked beneath the dress. They were all looking at her, the General coming over and sitting down in a chair next to Master. Her hands slowly went down to the hem of the dress, her hands trembling as she raised it up her legs, feeling it run over her hips as it slid up almost to her waist. Sarah held it up high, all eyes at her crotch, her thighs clenched tightly together as if she could stop them from seeing her.
"Nice black bush,” Doc commented. “Turn around, let's see that black ass.” She obeyed without question, her back to them. “Nice plump ass. It's made for the whip. And for fucking.” He looked at the tight crack, her buttocks clenched. She was already beginning to sweat. “Take off the dress.” Doc prepared the low table for her as he watched her pull the dress over her head, her full breasts bouncing nicely as they snagged on the dress. He pulled the dress from her hand, throwing it to the floor. He looked at her tits, seeing the marks from the whip. “She healed quickly from the whip. She'll bring you lots of enjoyment. You and Kaitlyn.” Doc knew that Kaitlyn loved to take out her hatred on the young blacks that Jerry Lee lusted after. He had fixed up many that had suffered under her whip. Most of them whipped within an inch of their life between their legs. He was surprised that a female's pussy could take so much punishment, but Kaitlyn always exceeded his expectations. “Kneel on the table.” He watched with interest as Sarah kneeled on the hard table, her knees shuffling along the hard surface, catching a peek of her black pussy from behind, contrasting sharply with the pink insides as her lips pulled back.
Sarah got scared when she saw the ropes hanging above her head. What were they going to do to her? Her breasts heaved up and down as she scooted along the table, her knees hurting from kneeling on the hard surface.
"Your hands. Put them in the ropes.” Doc yanked each hand up when she didn't move fast enough. She would soon learn that hesitating would bring a painful lesson. He put each of her wrists into the slit of the ropes, yanking the noose shut as the rope dug into her flesh. He got both of them in the nooses, pulling the ropes up toward the ceiling until she was kneeling high up. Her face was etched with terror. He looked at her smooth, slick black body. It was already covered in a thin sheen of sweat, glistening in the bright lights of the room. His cock thickened at the sight of her firm thighs, pushed together to hide all of her intimate charms from him. He would soon remedy that. “Spread your thighs."
He dug his hands between her legs, pinching her thighs until she shuffled her legs wider, her knees hurting as they slid on the hard, rough wood. He pinched her sensitive thighs as she groaned, her legs spreading wider, bowing her knees out at an acute angle. He ran his hands up and down her thighs, moving so close to her sex that she could almost feel him touching her down there.
"Very good, Sarah. Nice firm thighs.” With her legs spread, her ass cheeks were delightfully parted, leaving her crack pulled back, the pink glint of her wrinkled asshole revealed. He ran his hand down her back, the other hand on her stomach. “Arch your back for me, Sarah. Stick out those lovely tits and plump ass."
His hands were posing her, making her thrust out her breasts until they almost stood up towards the ceiling. Her ass cheeks were pushed back, feeling her cheeks separating, unable to do anything as her most intimate hole was revealed to them. But nothing was as bad as the spread of her legs, her knees almost at right angles, her pussy lips pulled back. She hated it because she knew that her pussy was wet, Sarah unable to stop her body from betraying her.
"Now hold still.” Doc's hands went to her breasts, pinching and pulling on her nipples, the hard buds reacting to his touch, growing more erect. It only made him pinch tighter, pulling them as she arched her back higher up. “Nice sensitive nips.” He pinched one nipple hard, Sarah barely whimpering from the pain. “She takes it nicely. You'll see how far you can take her. Maybe some nice clamps on them."
She felt his hand slid over her naked back, sliding lower over the gentle swell of her buttocks. She tried to clench her cheeks, but the wide expanse of her legs allowed her little freedom. She hated the way they played with her ass, feeling his fingers trail down over her clenched buttocks. “OOOOOWWW.” She felt the sharp slap of his hand on one cheek, the burning as his hand retreated. It returned, Sarah releasing the clench of her cheeks, not wanting to displease him. The hand continued to explore her ass, Sarah shivering in fear when one finger ran down her crack, passing over her tiny anus.
Doc felt the tremors in her anus as his finger passed over it. He would return to the tiny hole, but first his hand slid down lower, finding her pussy lips spread apart, his finger teasing over her perineum before continuing on its journey to find her wet pussy. “She gets wet easily, Jerry Lee. She'll give you a nice ride.” Doc continued to explore her pussy, feeling her body jerk. “Hold still.” He lightly tapped her pussy with his hand. Her body froze, Doc continuing his inspection.
She hated that she was wet, trying to move away from the hand. The slap shocked her, fingers igniting a strange feeling between her legs even though the touch was still light. Did he spank her there? She froze, not wanting him to spank her between her legs like he did to her ass. The fingers peeled back her lips, his fingers powerful as they grasped her lips. It almost felt like he was trying to tear them open. She could only imagine how it looked.
Jerry Lee moved so he could get a better look. “Spread her wider.” Doc obliging, yanking her lips until her pink insides were revealed. “Look at that nice pink flesh. You'd never know she was black by looking at her pussy.” Jerry Lee wanted so bad to sink his cock into her, but this was not the time. Soon he would take her cherry in the privacy of his bedroom. Private except for his wife.
Sarah gritted her teeth as the finger moved up and down her slit, making her wetter, her hips beginning to gently move back and forth even as Sarah fought the urges in her body. Master moved next to her, his fingers plucking at her nipples as hands found her clit, pinching the base of it until she thought it would pop as fingers squeezed the blood to the tip. Would they make her cum again?
Doc stopped fingering her pussy, Jerry Lee taking his place. Doc picked up the jar of oil, pouring it over the cheeks of her ass, his fingers ready to scoop up the thick oil as it began to slowly run down her crack.
It almost tickled, the oil sliding down her crack. But she feared why they would do such a thing, feeling his finger running over her crack, massaging the oil in her tight crease. She shivered as the finger stopped, poised over her anus, her cheeks tightening as she felt the spasms in her tiny hole. She bit her lip as the pressure increased; the finger insistent, Sarah able to almost feel his pulse in the tip of his finger. Master began to tug on her clit, her body jumping from the unexpected touch. “EEEEHH.” She suddenly found her anal ring impaled on the slick finger, the burning as the thick finger entered her tight hole. It continued to press in, Sarah struggling to keep still as she felt the discerning feeling in her backside as it pushed against her clenching muscles. She held her breath as the finger stopped, holding still as she struggled to accommodate it, her muscles uncontrollably trying to push it out.
"Such a hot, tight hole. It will bring you great pleasure, Jerry Lee.” He pressed his finger against the muscles in her rectum. “Tighten on my finger, Sarah. Show me how tight you can get."
She had no choice, the finger on her clit feeling too good. She clenched the muscles of her asshole on the finger inside her. She released, tightening again. It burned each time she did it.
"Yes. Nice tight muscles. She'll milk your cock with her asshole.” He pressed his finger inside her, pushing it in deeper, hearing her groan as he pushed farther into her hot asshole. Her muscles fought his finger every inch of the way, rippling up and down. He twisted his finger, making her feel the knuckles as they rubber her soft, inner passage.
It felt like a giant snake slipping up into her guts, the finger twisting and turning as it drove into her. She could feel the harsh knuckles as they dug into the sides of her intestines. Such strange whites; taking her in her backside, such a dirty place to put their fingers. It burned as the fingers moved deeper, but the other finger that plucked at her pleasure button made her hips begin to rock back and forth. Then she felt it, a gentle slap on her spread lips. Then another, this one a bit harder. It didn't really hurt, just a gentle pat. Her hips began to bounce after each time the fingers slapped her pussy. It was becoming harder, the rhythmic slapping between her legs attacking her tender pink insides. She could hear the hand slapping her wet flesh.
Jerry Lee began to slap her pussy, starting with a touch that she could barely feel, then harder, each time increasing in power. Her body began to rock up and down, his finger still massaging her clit, two fingers now pinching it as Sarah moaned. She felt her body jerk, knowing that Doc had shoved his finger in her asshole deeper, twisting and turning it. Could they make her cum while slapping her pussy and fingering her virgin asshole? Jerry Lee began to slap her pussy harder, using his whole hand now to catch all of the unprotected flesh. Her body jerked back and forth, up and down, unable to respond to all of the stimuli. Jerry Lee's cock pushed hard against his pants wanting some relief.
It hurt, but she barely noticed it over the finger that pleasured her clit. It never let it alone, twisting, turning, and pinching the hard bud sending pleasure to her brain. The finger in her ass hurt as it dug in, but it was the hand that slapped her pussy that took her attention. She even spread her legs wider, opening her pussy up to the increasingly painful slap, Sarah not even sure why she was doing it.
Doc felt her asshole go into a series of spasms as Sarah gasped in pleasure. He could feel her cumming, gripping his finger so tight he couldn't even pull it from the tight hole. Her body shook and trembled, the table beneath her spread thighs getting wet as she came.
She came, just like before, these evil men forcing her to climax. She was ashamed, but that failed to stop the orgasm that raced through her body, her ass cheeks clenching tightly on the finger in her asshole, her pussy responding to the painful slaps with tremors of pleasure. She finally felt the finger pulling from her asshole, a loud pop as her anal ring released it. She would have slumped down if it were not for the ropes that held her arms pulled up high into the air. She looked down, the table wet between her thighs. Jerry Lee looked at her, his fingers wet with her juices.
"Make her clean them.” Kaitlyn spoke to Jerry Lee. Then she turned to Doc. “You too. Teach her how to serve you."
She hated it when they stuck their fingers in her mouth. It was bad enough when Master did it, making her suck her own juices from his fingers. But Doc's fingers were the worst, soiled from being in her ass, Sarah gagging as the foul taste invaded her mouth. She finally complied with their disgusting task, Doc finally releasing her.
"She cums easily. Especially with the pain. A nice addition.” Doc would enjoy whipping her, just as the others would.
The day ended, all of the new slaves inspected. The debauchery would soon start, many virgin holes needing to be busted, tight passages spread with thick cocks.