by Powerone
Jenny saw her mother cringe; maybe the stranger had bit her, Jenny wondering how that would feel. The man on the bus had squeezed her nipple until it felt good, what would it be like if it were the sharp teeth of a man on her sensitive nipple. Would I feel pain or pleasure?
"Don't eat them up," Muta stopping the man. He didn't want her marked before he sold her.
"Let me see the rest of her." He liked this one. She was older then the girl, but she was experienced. He had bitten her nipple with his pointed teeth and she barely whimpered.
He loved a woman that could take pain, since he enjoyed inflicting it.
"Let your abaya drop to the ground." Another flick of the whip on her ass and the abaya fell to the ground. There was a hushed silence as they stared for the first time at a naked American woman. Their eyes were drawn to the full, blonde bush.
Sandra stood naked in front of her daughter, shamed at how exposed she was to her only child. She had been naked in front of men before, almost proud to display her body, but this was different.
"Crouch down and bend your knees to the side. Open up the flower of your pussy for them to see."
She felt the whip touching her naked ass cheek, Sandra slowly lowering herself until she was crouched down. Her legs bowed out to the side, looking down to see her pussy lips pulling back and exposing all she had to the men. She posed as the men gaped at her.
"Spread your lips open real wide," a slap of the whip on her back encouraged her to debase herself.
Sandra's fingers could barely grip her pussy lips. In spite of being forced to perform like a whore, she couldn't stop her body from becoming aroused. She was never ashamed of
her body and loved to tease men. She was doing both. She pulled her lips back until they ached, but it only made her juices flow freely, soaking her fingers. The man that groped her breasts kneeled down; Sandra forced to watch until she felt two fingers enter her pussy. She almost welcomed them, her pussy gripping them as they slid easily into her slippery passage.
"How is she?" Muta asked the man with his fingers in the mother. She seemed to be enjoying it, the sloshing sound of the man fingering her the only sound in the room.
"She might have a child, but her husband must be small. She's tight and hot, not used very much." He continued to finger fuck her until Muta told him to stop.
"Stand up. Forget the abaya, you wouldn't need it anymore."
They were marched down the line of men, Jenny watched as her mother was touched,
sucked and fondled by the men as she passed them by. Sandra stood submissively as
fingers went between her legs, touched her ass or pinched and tugged on her breasts and nipples. So far, Jenny was lucky, Muta not letting any man touch her and she still had her abaya on. The line of men was almost finished, Jenny hoping she would be spared her mother's shame.
Muta didn't see any man that would be willing to pay for the young one, not wanting to waste her talents on this riff raff. He would get a good price for the mother, but he would have to try to find a private buyer for the young daughter.
"Why do I have to find out from others that you have such delicious flesh for sale, Muta?"
Muta shivered in fear when he heard the familiar voice. "Emir Shahin," his voice crackling.
He was the most powerful Emir in a thousand miles and all feared him. Muta bowed
down. "I am sorry, your Excellency. It was such short notice. They fell into my hands only last night."
"Rise, Muta. I forgive you. This time," he added. "I have seen the mother. Tell me about the daughter." It had been a long time since he had an American, especially one against her will. That always made it more exciting. He preferred the girls younger then this one but she was a rare beauty.
"She is eighteen. I have been told that she is unused, but I have not tested her. Would you like to inspect her?" Now the Emir was one that could afford the young one. He would pay the price he wanted.
Shahin approached the girl, enjoying the way her eyes opened wide in fear. Pain and fear always made him harder. "What is your name my lovely flower?"
He was just like the men on the bus, but he dressed better. He had to be sixty. He wasn't fat, but what Jenny would consider pudgy. He smelled like all the men in the desert, too much time spent with their camels. He saw the way he was looking at her, afraid of what he would do to her. "JJJEnny," her voice barely audible as she trembled in fear.
"Take off your abaya for me. Let me feast my eyes on that lovely body."
A quick swat on her ass by Muta and Jenny knew she had no choice. She was going to be naked in a room full of men for the very first time. This was not how she expected it to be the first time. Her fingers could barely open the buttons on the abaya as they shook in fear until it was open to her waist. She held her breath as she pulled the abaya off her shoulder and let it fall. It slid down, over her breasts, pausing for a second when it got caught on her rigid nipples, but then slid unopposed until it was bunched on her feet. She shut her eyes, feeling her body flushed in shame, as she stood naked in front of them.
She couldn't see them, but she could feel them staring obscenely at her naked body. She bit her lip as she stood there.
"Open your eyes, Jenny. How old are you?" Shahin asked her even though he knew the answer. She was the spitting image of her mother, only younger and firmer. Hopefully, a virgin.
"Eighteen," she said proudly, though she was ashamed to be naked in front of him.
"Do you have a husband?"
"No," she answered quickly, though not sure why.
"Most girls your age in this county would be married for many years and have children by now." Shahin's hands slid to her waist, feeling her jump from the first touch of his hands on her soft, supple skin. "Do my hands offend you?"
She could hear anger in his voice, Jenny afraid of her safety. He was an important man the way Muta talked to him. "No, your Excellency."
"Good." His hands stayed on her waist for a few minutes, but then began the gradual descent up to the twin peaks of her firm breasts.
Jenny felt goose bumps on her flesh as the cold, clammy hands began to move up her
sides, knowing where they were going. All of the others watched as Jenny struggled to stay still as they crept under the soft underside of her breasts and hefted them up, her breasts sitting in his palms. He bounced them erotically, her nipples growing harder in expectation, in spite of her revulsion. She could never control the arousal of her nipples.
"Watch my hands, Jenny."
Sandra felt sorry for Jenny. She wasn't even a woman, yet this man was treating her like one, stripping her naked and Sandra knowing that soon he would be pawing her body.
She wished she could help her, but she was powerless.
Jenny looked down at the wrinkled hands moved over her breasts, shivering when his
fingers rolled her nipples, a shudder running through her body and between her legs when her nipples felt like they were hard rocks of pleasure. She could only watch as two fingers gripped her nipples, Jenny remembered the feeling of the man's pinching fingers on the bus. She watched as they tightened, her nipples crushed between his fingers. He might be old, but he was still powerful, her nipples feeling like they were caught in a vise.
Her lips quivered when he pinched her nipples, but she didn't move a muscle. He liked that. "Do you like that, Jenny? Do you enjoy a bit of pain?"
She didn't answer, ashamed of the correct answer. He finally released her nipples, Jenny seeing them harder and more pointed then she had ever seen them before.
"Are you a virgin, Jenny?" Shahin looked into her eyes.
"Yessss," but she was positive that it wouldn't be much longer. She wasn't sure if she feared it or would welcome it. If it were a young man that would take her, it would be different, not this old man for the first time. She felt the revulsion of him sticking his organ inside her, though the thought of taking a man for the first time excited her.
"Stand up straight, J
enny. You have a lovely body and you should not try to hide it by slouching. Stick out those firm, young tits for me to see."
Her back went rigid, arching until her breasts were sticking out like two big cones, pointed with her big, brown nipples, aroused by his fingers.
"You obey well, Jenny. Spread your legs for me."
Her legs felt like rubber, but she obeyed, parting her legs, knowing his hand would soon be between them and a man would touch her naked pussy for the first time.
"Wider, Jenny, spread your legs wider."
She felt shameful, a man telling her to spread her legs and she did it willingly. She looked over, her mother staring at her, Muta tapping the whip on his hip to remind her for the failure of obedience. She spread her legs wider, feeling the hot air blowing between her legs. She looked down as his hand slid over her naked belly, his fingers sliding through the silky strands of her pubic hair, curling into the hair and plucking out a hair by the follicle when it grew tangled. She felt the prick of the hair pulled out, but the pain paled in comparison to the tingling she felt deep in the follicles as his fingers played across her mound.
Shahin had never felt such soft and delicate pubic hair as this one, the blonde hairs fine and silky. His fingers teased through her pubic mound, curling his fingers in them until he felt some of them popping out. She didn't move a muscle as one finger slid lower, staring into her eyes as his finger found the tight slit of her pussy. He could tell that she was a virgin, her lips pulled together so tight, a trait only found in virgins. He wasn't surprised that the tip of his finger grew wet with her desire, rubbing his finger up and down her slit until he found the dark, tight mysterious hole that beckoned his finger inside. The tip of his finger began to enter her, Jenny's legs spreading wider to accommodate him. The
muscles of her pussy tried to keep him out, but he was relentless, his finger moving from side to side until her felt the hot furnace of her pussy grip the tip of his finger with such tightness.
It was the first time that someone's finger beside her own entered her, feeling it wiggling from side to side, Jenny unable to stand still as she was slowly impaled with his finger.
She didn't know why she had to defend herself, but the words were blurted out of her mouth without any thought. "I busted my hymen masturbating, but no man has ever been inside me."
"Yes, I can tell. You can barely take a finger; a man would have to be very small for you to have accommodated him." He took his finger from her tight hole, but he cupped her mound, his fingers digging into the puffy lips, Jenny spreading her legs wide. He liked a girl that spread her legs so willingly.
His hand was huge as it cupped her sex, his powerful fingers digging into her tender, virgin flesh. One finger pushed apart her lips, rubbing up and down her slit as he clenched and unclenched on her unprotected sex. Her pussy lips were pressed together, strong fingers pinching them as he did to her nipples, the same strange excitement forcing more juices to flow from her pussy. She could barely breathe, wanting to pump her hips back and forth, but shamed by her own reaction. He stared into her eyes as he fondled her with immunity as everyone watched.
Shahin pulled his hand from her crotch, moving his fingers up to her mouth. He saw the thick lips pursed together, using one of his wet fingers to paint her lips with her own arousal. His finger was insistent until her lips finally parted, the wet finger entering her mouth. "Suck it." Her tongue began to run over his finger, Shahin's cock growing in anticipation of how her mouth would feel wrapped around his organ. "Are you a virgin here, Jenny?"
She could taste her own juices on her lips, surrendering as the finger entered her mouth.
It was just like her mother sucking Kamal's cock, Jenny fascinated by what she did, wishing it were she that was forced to perform the unnatural act. She wanted to do it, but was afraid, especially as others would see her taking a man's organ in her mouth and drink down his sperm. If she were forced, she would have no choice. She nodded her head, her mouth filled with his fat finger, her tongue working it over as if it were a cock in her mouth.
She might not be experienced, but Shahin could see that she was eager. He let her suck his finger for a minute before he pulled it out of her mouth, but not before he rubbed her spit over her lips. "How about your ass, Jenny?"
Her eyes opened up wide when he said that. My ass, what did he mean? "III, nnnott surreee," her voice trembling in confusion.
"Don't you know, Jenny? Have you ever taken a man up your ass for his pleasure?" He knew that she never fathomed that a man would want sodomize her, but wives would
never allow such a thing so the men would seek out their pleasure on unsuspecting girls that had no choice but to submit.
She never heard of such a thing. Yes, men were always rubbing their organs on her butt on the bus, but she thought that was only because they were behind her, not that they would even consider putting their organ into such a filthy hole. Then she remembered how Malik had used his finger to tease at her anus and the strange tingling she felt when he probed it. "Never!"
"I shall see, Jenny. Turn around, let me see your ass." His hand was on her hips, turning her in case she tried to resist.
Jenny knew she had to obey him, Muta ready with the whip, her white buttocks convenient and soft to be punished with the bite of the leather. She felt like an animal on display, forced to turn her back so they could see all of her.
"Lovely, firm ass cheeks, Jenny. Bend over now, show me all of your treasures," Shahin's voice rose up in excitement.
Jenny was frightened as she bent over as he instructed her, keeping her long, slim legs together from her ankles to her crotch to protect her modesty. She turned red in shame when she heard the excited gasps from the other men in the room as they watched her perform and display her body to them. She felt his hands on her cheeks, her buttock muscles clenching tight as he touched her naked skin.
He never felt such smooth skin, not weathered and dried, but soft and supple to his touch.
He felt her muscles trembling in fear beneath his touch. She had a profound crack that split her delicious cheeks in two, her muscles gripping it tightly closed. "Reach back and spread your cheeks apart, Jenny. I want to see your virgin holes." She didn't move quick enough, the loud splat of the riding crop on her cheek by Muta making her hands move quickly behind her.
Her ass cheeks stung, Jenny shamefully reaching back with both hands to grasp her
cheeks. She slowly began to pull them apart, fighting her own muscles as her twin cheeks parted. Jenny could feel the hot air blowing on her anus and her pussy as she revealed her inner body to the men.
Shahin saw the pink flesh of her virgin pussy revealed from the back, still glistening with the juices that his fingers had extracted, but his eyes were drawn higher up. She had such a tiny anus, a brown, wrinkled hole surrounded by a sea of white flesh. Nothing had ever been up there, not a man's cock. "Hold still while I test your tightness, Jenny." He put one hand on her back to hold her as his hand slide down over her buttocks and
through the sweat-drenched crack of her ass.
Sandra could only watch as the Emir violated her young daughter, his finger slid down between her cheeks until the fat finger was poised over her virgin hole. No one had ever touched Sandra there, unable to comprehend the shame that Jenny must feel as the
excited man began to slowly sink his finger into her cringing little rectum.
Jenny felt the pressure of the finger on her anus, circling the tiny hole, unable to control her own muscles as the finger made them spasm. She felt it begin to enter her, her anal ring forced open by the dry finger that probed her. She gasped in sudden surprise when her ring opened up and suddenly pulled his finger into her rectum. The finger never stopped moving, pushing back and forth against the soft, elastic walls of her virgin hole, pressing against the muscles as they fought to expend the invader from her backside.
She suffered the rude fingering of her backside.
Shahin pulled his finger
out, looking down as the pink flesh of her virgin hole stretched out around his finger as it withdrew as if it didn't want to release it. She was hot and tight, like a blast furnace, her muscles rippling up and down his finger in protest but giving Shahin such delightful contractions on his finger. He couldn't even imagine how good it would feel if it was his cock that was encased in the hot, tight virgin hole for the first time. He wiped his finger on her ass cheek. "Straighten up, Jenny."
At least the blood rushed out of her head as she stood up. She could still feel the finger inside her, her muscles rippling in shameful contractions. All of them men were looking at her, Jenny looking down at their pants to see them all sport large erections. The Emir's finger in her anus had excited the men.
"10,000 Dirham's for the pair of them." It was not a question. It was a fair price and Muta knew better then to try negotiating anything more.
"Thank you, your Excellency." He turned to the two American women. "Get dressed."
Jenny and Sandra were glad that they could cover their naked bodies, but they feared their future. They were just purchased like animals and knew that they would be used sexually in the most perverted ways. Sandra felt sorry for her young, virgin daughter.
Jenny felt a perverse excitement of taking a man's organ into her virgin body and
experience the pleasure of being fulfilled as a woman.
CHAPTER 5
Bound and Eaten Alive
It was a long, arduous trip to the Emir's palace deep in the desert. They were taken by truck, the vehicle hitting every bump in the road. They were bound, their wrists behind their back, the guards making sure they were tight on purpose, enjoying as they cringed in pain. There legs were untied, but a rope encircled their necks and kept them pinned to the side of the truck in an upright position. It was so tight that they could barely swallow.