Acquisitions For The Talistaun Continue

by W. L. Dowd

  “Yes Sir,” the men responded as they went to work once again.

  Working together, they pulled the women one at a time to a position under a waiting board.

  Starting with Sara, her limp body was lifted toward the evil looking frame. While one soldier held her paralyzed body in position under one of the frame’s boards, another lifted one of her arms and pulled it to a waiting cuff, before he strapped it in very tight. Repeating the procedure with her other arm, she was now securely strapped in-place.

  With both of her wrists secured in the special cuffs, the soldier slowly lowered her body until she was hanging by her outstretched arms. Left to hang there with her head flopped forward and her chin resting against her chest, she saw Maria being pulled around to a position behind her. Unable to see Maria as she disappeared to her right, Sara soon felt the frame shaking as the soldier tightly strapped Maria’s wrists into another set of cuffs.

  Straining her eyeballs to look around, Sara then caught a glimpse of Brianna as she was pulled around to her left. Sara knew her daughter-in-law was headed to the 3rd and final set of cuffs dangling from the frame. Feeling the slight movement of the fame dissipate, Sara knew Brianna’s body was now securely mounted to the unit, as the Colonel spoke out again.

  “Good work. I’ll take it from here men.”

  Stepping over to Sara, he held up three sets of metal ankle cuffs and said, “We can’t have you three swinging about too wildly from the frame. We wouldn’t want you getting hurt. We’re responsible to deliver you unharmed.”

  Hanging there by her wrists, with her legs dangling awkwardly at the floor, the Colonel knelt down and grabbed one of her ankles. With her left ankle in his firm grip, she watched him secure one of the large metal cuffs around it. Immediately, she felt her leg being pulled out to her side just before she heard the other cuff ratcheting closed. Looking down at her cuffed ankle she could see that Brianna’s ankle was now trapped in the opposite leg cuff.

  After hearing two more cuffs ratcheting closed behind her, Sara wasn’t surprised to suddenly feel her right ankle being pulled to the side and cuffed to Maria’s left.

  None of them could see much, but they all knew what just happened. Their ankles were now strategically cuffed together, leaving them suspended like three large X-s below the awful three sided transport frame.

  With their legs spread apart and cuffed to one another’s, the Colonel re-checked their wrist restraints to be sure they were secure. After confirming they were ready, he snapped a large metal hook that was connected to the end of thick cable to an eye bolt that extended from the center of the wooden frame. Hearing the metal hook snap shut, he gave the command they were all dreading.

  “Cargo secure, we’re ready to lift off,” said the Colonel, as he started to whirl his index finger in a circle, indicating his command to turn the rotors.

  With the rotors finally at full power, the helicopter slowly lifted off. Within seconds, the cable hooked to the eyebolt pulled tight against the frame, and then lifted the unit from the support post. As the transport frame rose upward, the helpless naked women soon found themselves suspended from the belly of the chopper as the ground slowly moved away.

  It was a terrifying ride for the captured women as they seemed to just barely clear the tree tops when the chopper moved away. But it wasn’t long before they discovered the true reason why they were being transported like they were.

  Approaching a small town, the Slaver Team choppers slowed down considerably and lowered the women to within 30 feet of the ground. Hearing the loud choppers approaching, many of the town’s folks were running into the streets to check out the commotion. Looking up, they saw the naked and spread-eagle women slowly passing overhead. Many of the locals recognized Sara and her comrades as they slowly passed overhead. And to the captive’s utter humiliation, they recognized many of the folks pointing up at them. Looking down with terrified and devastated looks in their eyes, the folks on the ground quickly realized the hopelessness of their abductions.

  The deliberate and humiliating display of their captured bodies continued over several local communities until they finally reached the ‘Preparation Facility’, where they were destined to visit. The soldiers knew how important it was for Sara’s followers to see her, Brianna, and Maria, captured in the most belittling and humiliating way possible, and on their way to the Nation of Talistaun! The power and control they were exacting over the captured resistance fighters delivered a powerful message to any would-be followers below.

  Approaching the preparation facility located 10 miles from Talistaun; the exceptionally well trained pilot skillfully lowered the transport frame onto a waiting support pole located in the compound’s main yard. With the frame now properly resting on the post, a soldier ran over and released the lifting cable’s hook. Signaling from the ground with a thumbs-up gesture, the chopper swooped to the side and landed safely in the nearby field.

  Exiting the chopper, the Colonel made his way to back to Sara. Lifting her head by her chin, he said.

  “We hope you enjoyed the flight. We’re sure your local audiences did……..You’ll be prepared for delivery here. And if you give us any trouble at all when the neurotoxin wears off, we’ll dart you again in a second. So if you don’t want to spend your days like this, I suggest you behave and follow directions.”

  Reaching into his pocket, he then pulled out a small glass tube and said.

  “And as a measure of insurance, we’re adding this special touch.”

  Holding her chin up even higher this time, he pulled the top off the tube, placed the opening in her mouth, and dumped the liquid down her throat.

  The taste of peppermint was overwhelming as the warm fluid coated her throat and drained slowly into her stomach. Sara had no idea what was sliding down her throat, but she knew it had to be bad.

  Releasing her chin and holding up two more tubes for Sara to see, he said, “You shouldn’t drink alone my dear.”

  Stepping behind her and out of sight, Sara knew Brianna and Maria were getting the same treatment she just received.

  “Gentleman, let’s get these ladies inside and ready for delivery in the morning. The Talistaun are anxious to receive their newest prizes!” came bellowing loudly from the Colonel.

  Chapter 5 – Ashley’s Hopes are Dashed in a Second

  The day started like any other day for Ashley. Waking up next to her Mistress, she waited patiently for her stir. As she did every morning, she quietly waited for the slightest sign that Heather was beginning to wake. Lying next to Heather in the large bed, she simply stared at her large impressive breasts with amazement and an odd twinge of lust. And when she heard Heather take her first deep breath for the new day, she went right to work at pleasing her waiting tits with her well trained mouth.

  Beginning to stir at the sensation of Ashley’s tongue gently lapping at her nipples, Heather soon began to moan with approval.

  “MMMMmmmmm,” reverberated from Heather’s throat before she lowered the covers and exposed her excited pussy.

  Ashley knew exactly what that meant, and quickly slid down the bed until she was positioned between Heather’s spread legs to start her work. With her mouth now fully engaged with Heather’s wet pussy, her eyes glanced upward and unexpectedly spotted the two silver bells and nanite controller resting on the nightstand. Just seeing the agonizing tools of sexual torture made Ashley shiver with fear; causing her to double her efforts to please her Mistress.

  With Heather now groaning loudly with intense sexual pleasure, a text message rang out from her phone. Ignoring it at first, the phone quickly alerted her of another text, and by the specific tone of this alert, she knew this one was from a Talistaun leader.

  Pushing Ashley’s head away with her hand, she took a deep agonizing breath and reached for her phone with frustration. Reading the first message, and then the second, Heather quickly sprung from the bed in a much better mood.

  “Oh my god! This is great news, we need to go
.”

  Pulling Ashley to her feet, she said, “We need to get cleaned up and go my dear. You’re not going to believe what’s happened.”

  With an evil laugh Heather chuckled, “This is going to be a very special day,” as she quickly pulled Ashley to the bathing room.

  Thirty minutes passed before Heather retuned with Ashley and proceeded to their special dressing room area.

  Dressing Ashley in her regular cupless corset and extraordinary high heels didn’t take Heather very long. She was good at it by now, and Ashley knew what was expected of her. When she finished with her sexy slave, Heather ordered her to stand at attention and wait.

  Quickly assuming the position, Ashley now stood at attention before Heather with her arms folded behind her back and her legs slightly spread. Wearing only her cuffs, collar, heels and special corset, Ashley knew her only job was to stand there with her spectacular body on full display, and wait patiently for her Mistress.

  For Heather, the outfit she selected today was very different from yesterday morning when she conducted the mission briefing with her men. Today, Heather pulled a set of black thigh-high boots, a sexy black lacey corset, and a tiny pair of black panties from her closet. After laying her outfit on the bed, she pulled her thick black hair into a ponytail at the back of her head. With her beautiful vibrant hair flowing across the back of her slender shoulders, her naked body looked amazingly sexy, and Ashley couldn’t stop her awkward staring.

  Sitting on the edge of the bed, Heather reached for her thigh-highs and immediately began sliding them on. The boots were tight and difficult to get on, but she managed to do it rather quickly. With her high heel boots now encasing her sexy legs to her upper thighs, she slid the dainty panties on, before collecting the corset from the bed and wrapping it around her torso.

  Turning her back to Ashley, she said, “Ash honey, lace me up baby.”

  Ashley immediately unfolded her arms from behind her back and began to lace-up Heather’s corset. Running the laces through the corsets eyelets, she weaved the sexy garment closed to a perfect fit. She knew just how tight Heather liked it, and she made sure it was perfect.

  When Heather felt Ashley completing her task, she pulled at the top edge of the tight fitting garment and carefully set her large breasts in-place, just how she wanted them. Taking great care to position her impressive globes just perfectly in the well supporting cups, her areoles were just hidden from sight. Pulling, pushing and twisting just a touch more, Heather’s cleavage now dominated her chest.

  “Thank you my slave. Do I look good my dear?”

  “Yes Mistress, you look beautiful.”

  “Do I make you wet?”

  “Yes Mistress you do.”

  Laughing softly in response, Heather replied, “I would hope so. Now grab me a leash from the coatrack, we need to get going. I have a big surprise in-store for you today.”

  Returning with a leash, Ashley extending her hands and said, “Here’s my leash Mistress.”

  Taking the cord of control and ownership from Ashley’s outstretched hands; Heather attached it to the D-ring on the front of Ashley’s collar, before she said, “Turn around.”

  As directed, and as her training demanded, Ashley submissively turned around, and placed her wrists together behind her back.

  Heather immediately secured her wrist cuffs together and then pulled at the strategically placed elbow straps on the corset. Pulling the straps around Ashley’s arms, just above her elbows, she quickly jerked them tight, drawing her elbows together quickly and thrusting her ring tipped tits outward even further.

  Slowly spinning Ashley back around, Heather leaned forward and gently kissed her on the lips.

  As she was trained to do, Ashley immediately began to kiss back. And when she felt Heather’s tongue probing at her lips, she quickly realized this was no quick peck. Closing her eyes, Ashley opened her mouth and met Heather’s probing tongue with her own. To her surprise, she found herself enjoying her Mistress’s kiss more and more every day. After weeks and months of training and conditioning, Ashley’s body now tingled with the pleasure her Mistress’s tongue brought to her. Like she used to kiss her husband, Ashley’s mouth was engaged with Heather’s as if they were about to make wild passionate love.

  Feeling the intense passion in Ashley’s kiss, Heather knew the young woman now truly belonged to her. Pulling her lips back from Ashley’s, she held Ashley’s chin in her hand and smiled. “You’ve truly become a lesbian slut, my lesbian sex toy!”

  In a tormented whisper, she replied, “Yes Mistress, I belong to you.”

  “Yes you do, and don’t forget that! Come, we need to get Jason next.”

  Pulling on Ashley’s leash, they started for the door.

  Surprised by Mistress Heather’s statement, and by the fact that she wasn’t being gagged, Ashley couldn’t help herself, she had to ask.

  “Mistress, what do we need with Jason? What’s going on?”

  “You just mind your business for now. You’ll have to wait and see.”

  Ashley knew better than to ask any more questions. She knew her only job at hand was to quietly follow behind her Mistress. Even as the thought of seeing Jason again sparked some excitement in her, she also felt a strange and conflicting sense of loyalty to Mistress Heather. To her bewilderment, she found herself torn between her feelings for each of them.

  Walking from their quarters and into the complex’s large staging area outside their door, Ashley quickly spotted two slave delivery trucks being unloaded, just a few hundred feet way. She was pretty sure this wasn’t the reason for their sudden departure this morning. A slave truck delivering its cargo was not an uncommon event at the compound, but she knew better than to second guess her Mistress.

  “Well…..” said Heather, “there’s always enough time to check out the new arrivals.”

  Approaching at a slow enough pace to allow the new arrivals plenty of opportunity to watch Ashley following along on the leash, her ring tipped tits shimmied and gently shook with each step. As they drew closer, they could see that the backs of the trucks held many bound and helpless women of various sizes, shapes and races. Mixed across the rows of awful bondage poles was an eclectic collection of young and not-so-young women, and a couple of healthy young men. Some looked like ordinary housewives, others like teenage cheerleaders or college students, some like models and athletes, while several appeared to be young professionals suddenly snatched from the street.

  Once at the truck, the guard addressed Heather.

  “General, it’s good to see you Ma’am. Can I assist you with anything?”

  “No soldier, were just here to watch for a few minutes. I like seeing the expressions on their faces when they lay eyes on Ashley, and when they hear their assigned fates.”

  “Very well General, I understand. Please enjoy the show Ma’am.”

  “Thank you soldier, carry on.”

  Turning their attention back to the trucks, they were surprised to see the number of pregnant women being off-loaded first. Tightly bound, collared and gagged, the terrified women were being unloaded and placed in a group. Two were white, one African American, one Asian, and one Russian. The five naked and terrified women were clearly at various stages of pregnancy. And with their arms cruelly trapped in the tightly laced arm-binders, their round and expanded bellies were as much on display as their swollen breasts were. With the five of them now standing shoulder to shoulder, the soldier with the assignment clipboard approached.

  “I guess there’s no question where you five are going,” he said.

  Holding up five metal tags with the letter ‘B’ on them, he started clipping them to their collars and said, “It’s off to the breeding barn with you ladies!”

  Immediately, the helpless women began grunting and crying into their gags while they shook their heads wildly in protest. But that had no effect on the guard as he worked his way across the line and secured a tag to each of their collars. In fact, the sadistic
man enjoyed seeing the look of terror in their eyes as they wobbled atop their heels and screamed into their large ball gags.

  Rubbing his hand over and around the large belly of the black woman, who looked 8 months along or more, he snickered and said, “It doesn’t look like you’ll have long to wait. You’ll be ready to start all over again before you know it.”

  Now frozen with fear, the sudden look of panic that filled her welling eyes thrilled the clipboard totting guard.

  “But don’t worry ladies; we have several hard-body male slave studs to repopulate your wombs. I’m quite sure you’ll enjoy the services these highly potent young men will provide.”

  Reaching out for the Asian woman’s slightly bulging stomach, he slowly slid his hand down her belly and between her legs. Slipping a finger through her slit and into her tight hole, he said, “And you’re going to love the insemination tables. They ensure that the male slaves can drive their baby makers deep inside you and leave their seed behind, right where it belongs. The process in nearly 100% effective.”

  Hearing the soldiers horrifying comments, the women’s legs were shaking as their protesting bodies were forcibly led away toward the breeding barn.

  Having seen enough for now, and on a schedule, Heather tugged at Ashley’s leash once again. Instantly, Ashley stepped forward and followed closely behind. She had a hard time looking away from trembling and protesting pregnant women as she fell in-step behind Heather. She immediately thought of her Aunt Tina, who she envisioned looking very much like the black woman by now.

  The sight of their bulging bellies brought back the suppressed memories of watching Jason impregnate her aunt while she laid bound to the special breeding table. She was suddenly having vivid visions of her aunt; bound tightly to the insemination table and begging her for help. Spread open and exposed, Tina was unable to prevent Jason from licking her pussy into a sexual frenzy before driving his throbbing cock deep inside her gapping hole, and leaving his potent seed behind. She was almost too distracted by her thoughts to keep up with Heather.