“Would you like me to take off your restraints, little girl?”
Jennifer bit her lip, still in pain. “Yes Sir. Please.”
He swatted her breasts, making her scream. “You’ll call me ‘Master.’ Never forget!”
“OW! Yes Master! I’m sorry, Master!” Jennifer squealed. She moaned as Nuru undid her wrist bindings and ankle ties. She froze, her lithesome body all too aware of General Khari’s looming manhood. It hung like a donkey’s shaft, long and thick, as he nestled it between her legs. He motioned at Rutendo and Nuru.
“You two have fun with the other two slaves. Let’s have a little rape party.” So saying, the General slowly positioned his cock-head at Jen’s opening. The slender brunette stifled a moan as she felt his cock-head graze her labia, pushing inside her, penetrating her teenage sex inch by agonizing inch. Her fists clenched as he drove all the way into her sore pussy, his balls slapping against her thighs as he grunted.
“OOHHH. Such a nice, tight sheath for my cock. Your pussy hungers to be shoved full of hard man-meat. I can feel it.” He grunted as he began a punishing rhythm, fucking her savagely, his cock plowing into her tight pussy with unyielding force. SLAP. SLAP. SLAP. Each time he fucked her, his testicles swung and slapped against her thighs. The cadence of her high-pitched, tortured grunts and his deeper grunts filled the room like a twisted symphony.
Meanwhile Amy braced herself. The spread-eagled blonde could do nothing but watch Nuru, the bigger bodyguard, strip out of his clothes and kneel between her sexy thighs. He rubbed her clit just to enjoy watching her squirm. Then he readied himself, that huge bulbous cock-head poised to rape her sex. He launched his shaft between her legs without mercy, plunging in so deep she felt the penetration as if he was fucking through her womb. Amy’s pleas to be gentle went ignored as the constant sound of fucking filled the cabin.
Between the two helpless girls, Scott lay there, just as helpless, tormented beyond belief. He looked to his left, saw his sister-in-law’s face contorted with a mixture of pain and budding pleasure as the General’s cock slammed between her cunt lips. To his right there was his beautiful, lovely Amy, the love of his life. Her breasts wiggled each time a pulverizing thrust raped her snatch completely, each time Nuru’s shaft buried itself to the hilt in the same sticky pussy that still held some of Scott’s seed.
“Oooohh fuck! Yes! This blonde’s cunt is still very tight. Her husband’s smaller prick is no match for a proper shaft. I’ll shaft this bitch until she screams,” Nuru growled.
“Fuck her brains out, my friend,” the General grunted. He leaned down, stealing a passionate kiss from Jennifer, plundering her mouth as she moaned, feeling the cock lancing her intimate depths. Her hardened nipples rubbed against the wiry chest hair of the General raping her, and she suddenly slipped her hands up to grip his shoulders, holding on for dear life as his cock hammered through her delicate cunt.
“Move your ass, Slave. Let me feel your cunt squeezing my shaft in gratitude,” the General barked.
Jennifer obliged, her flexible, lithesome body gyrating with her captor as he fucked her more thoroughly than she could have ever imagined. Her breasts ached with desire, her inner cunt muscles rippled with heat. She felt a tricking of her juices flow down General Khari’s shaft — her pussy’s cry of gratitude for the massive cock raping her, ravaging not just her fuck-hole but also her soul.
‘What’s wrong with Jen?’ Scott wondered, aghast. He could see she was getting aroused. He could hear the damp, squelchy-moist sounds of arousal each time the General’s cock joined with Jen’s wetness. It was appalling. Scott wanted to feel anger toward her for giving in to any semblance of cooperation with her own rape. Yet as Scott looked down at his crotch, saw the rigid spike of flesh sticking out from his body, he knew that he was a hypocrite.
‘Oh god. What’s wrong with ME?’ he thought with despair. His poor wife was moaning loudly now, Nuru’s hand gripping her neck hard, half-choking her as his cock pounded deep into her cunt.
“Start squeezing that sexy cunt around my shaft or I’ll strangle you. Worthless whore!” Nuru growled.
Amy sputtered and tried to comply, wiggling her ass and giving her rapist more pleasure. She tried to tighten up her muscles, pushing her groin down to meet Nuru’s brutal thrusts. Each time he fucked her, she felt a tiny part of her ripped away, lost forever. She closed her eyes and just imagined it was Scott’s cock fucking her instead of this brutal rapist. She moaned and cooed, sliding her pussy down to meet Nuru’s angry thrusts.
Scott was heartbroken as he looked at his wife’s predicament. But he was about to be broken in an entirely different way. The shorter bodyguard, Rutendo, approached him with a vial of lube. He began pouring it into Scott’s puckered hole.
“What are you doing? Stop!” Scott shouted. He couldn’t believe it as Rutendo slowly prodded his cock-head at Scott’s anus, thrusting it in until he’d buried it as far as it would go. Rutendo fucked him, raping his ass as he squirmed and cried out, looking to the ceiling as if someone might magically appear to save him.
“NOOO! Take it out!” he screamed, almost like a girl. If Scott had been tormented before, now he was broken. Tears lined his face as he looked over at Jen and Amy. ‘No this can’t be happening! Please kill me now, just let this end!’
Amy groaned deeply as she felt Nuru stiffen inside her. Jism pooled deep inside her, Nuru’s ample cum slowly seeping out of her pussy when the big man finally withdrew to admire his handiwork.
“Now that’s what I call a well-fucked cunt,” Nuru murmured.
Meanwhile Jennifer moaned as she galloped toward orgasm. Her pussy was creaming up feverishly on the General’s cock. As his balls jostled back and forth her cunt gripped his shaft greedily, a velvety vice that didn’t want to let go each time he speared her deep. His big hand held her by the throat, grasping her gently enough so that she could barely breathe as he plunged his cock into her slit with enough force to shake the entire bed.
“Do you like it, bitch? Hmm? Are you grateful to be a slave in my harem? Tell me and perhaps I’ll let your sister and her husband go.”
The gorgeous brunette licked her lips, arousal coiling through her loins. She surrendered to it, welcomed it with open arms if it might save those she loved.
“Yes Master. Fuck me so hard. Tear out my pussy. I love being shoved full of your magnificent cock. Fuck me please! Fuck me senseless. Make me scream with your cock deep inside me.” The General affectionately palmed Jennifer’s breasts as she wrapped her legs around his middle. Both her hands held onto the massive, tree trunk-like arm which still held her by the neck.
The General looked over at Scott’s tortured face beside him on the bed. “How do you like it? You get to experience a shred of what your wife experiences when you fuck her with your hard shaft. It’s a new and interesting experience, is it not?” The General’s kind tone belied his sadistic words. He looked down at Scott, whose face was so awash in pain, his mind somewhere else in shock as Rutendo continued raping him.
“AAaahhh. Almost there!” the General growled, looking down at Jennifer’s lust-enraptured face. “Go ahead, slave bitch. Cum on your Master’s cock. CUM for me.”
Jennifer’s tortured eyes flared with desire. Her slender nakedness squirmed beneath his massive form. She cried out, her breasts jiggling as her pussy spurted, soaking the General’s shaft and leaving a dark stain pooling on the sheets. Jen’s legs felt like jelly as the General continued to pulverize her pussy, one brutal fuck after another.
At the same time Rutendo erupted in Scott’s anus, and the stricken man was hardly aware of it because his mind was already numb from the horror.
To the left of Scott another climax approached. “Here I come, little bitch. Take my seed!” the General roared. He stiffened, neck corded with muscle, his biceps bulging. He squeezed Jennifer’s neck as he shot his cum deep toward her womb, his seed scouring her insides as she felt his hot, sticky invasion. Jennifer sagged beneath him like a rag doll, her body exhausted as she felt him fall on top of her, nearly crushing her. His semi-flaccid shaft still nestled in her snatch, refusing to leave. She’d never felt so filthy.
And now she could barely breathe.
“Please Master,” she wheezed. Her heartbeat was out of control, thudding wildly as he slowly drew out of her and stepped back from the bed. Nuru and Rutendo also stepped back from their naked captives, admiring their brutal work.
Two glistening pussies covered with twice the cum of their previous partners made the beautiful brunette and the gorgeous blonde look almost identically tainted. Their bodies lay completely lifeless on the huge bed, their breasts slick with sweat thanks to their captors’ embrace. The General leaned over, tracing his finger through the viscous jism in Amy’s pussy. She whimpered at his touch. He put it to Jennifer’s lips.
“Lick it clean, slave. I want it glistening with nothing but your saliva.”
Jennifer obeyed, her eyes heavy with exhaustion and numbed from the ordeal. Then the General did the same with Jennifer’s cunt, pushing his fingertip through her soft folds until he’d gathered up a dollop of cum. Jennifer shivered at his touch.
“Your turn, blonde slut.” He fed her the mixture of Jen’s cunt cream and his own seed, watching as Amy dutifully slurped it up.
The General turned to his bodyguards. “Untie the blonde but leave the male bound.” He looked at his three captives. “You will wait here until I have further need of you.”
Then the General turned back to his bodyguards. “If you hear so much as a peep, check in on them. Leave the door open too.” General Khari rubbed his hands together. “It will soon be dinner, and I have another surprise for all of our American sex slaves.” He called in Imari. “Have all of the American cunts and their men assembled on the deck in 45 minutes.”
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