“Mehmet,” Greta continued as if nothing have happened, “time.”
Upon Greta’s instruction, Mehmet moved swiftly over behind Holly, and ran his hands up her torso until he reached her tits. Gleefully he took them into his hands, drawing whimpers from Holly, as he slowly squeezed her globes. He moved his fingers up to her sore nipples and toyed with them, rolling them between his fingers, pinching and twisting them. Holly was too exhausted to cry out as he subtly abused her, only managing to whimper softly as his rough hands buried themselves into her tits. Mehmet was in heaven as he took her massive globes in each hand as best he could, feeling radiating off her skin as he slowly began to knead Holly’s tits from behind. His semi trance was quickly broken though.
“Quickly”
Mehmet took quick notice of Greta’s stern words and quickly unhooked Holly’s arms from the ceiling. Quick as a flash he cut through the ropes that held her hands and feet, and brought her arms behind her back, quickly retying them again before she even had a chance to react. Then, holding her up by her stomach with one hand, he adjusted the hook above her head, lowering it a couple of feet. Mehmet then lifted Holly up and hooked her wrists onto the chain, holding her there for a second before slowly bringing his hands away. Holly’s torso was slowly lowered while her hands maintained their position on the hook. Slowly but surely her entire weight was taken onto her shoulders, and in a way far more painful than before. She was being put in a classic strappado position, her arms pulled painfully upwards behind her back, her entire weight placed on her shoulders. Holly squealed as it felt as though her arms were being pulled out of their sockets, and coupled with the pain in her tits it felt like her whole body was on fire. Mehmet reached through the girl’s arms, pushing his erect cock between her legs at the same time, and pulled back on her hair, forcing her head up and her eyes to look at Greta.
Greta moved toward Holly. As she walked the stared deep into those big brown eyes, now filled with a look of pure terror, and her pretty, innocent little face that was now covered in streaks from her tears. Greta drank it all in, revelling in the suffering she had already caused these three sluts. And she had only just started. Having reached Holly with the girl’s face below her, Greta knelt down so she could look directly into her eyes. With one hand she reached out and snatched at one of Holly’s abused tits, drawing a moan of pain from the girl, while with the other she held her face so the babe couldn’t look away.
“I hope you enjoyed that,” Olivia almost broke into a smile, “because that’s not the last time I’ll be torturing those udders of yours.”
Holly tried to close her eyes and look away as Greta spoke to her, but a sharp slap soon put paid to that, and she was forced to look straight at her tormentor.
“Now now slut, behave yourself,” Greta talked to Holly as if it were a student-teacher dynamic, rather a sadistic torturer talking to her captive, “or I’ll get the strap out again. Now I think it’s time you showed us just how good a little whore you are. Mehmet is going to fuck your tight virgin cunt. You can scream and shout all you want, the more the better, but it won’t matter. He won’t stop until he’s filled you with his cum. Enjoy.”
With that Greta gave her tit one last squeeze, stroked her cheek and moved away, taking up her position to watch the show.
Holly was stunned. She couldn’t believe this woman knew she was a virgin, that she knew this most intimate fact about her without ever having met her before. In fact Mehmet had known the moment he’d met her, as had Greta, so good were they at reading these girls. But more than that, she could not believe that this was how she was to lose her virginity. Although deep down she had known the moment she had woken up in this hell hole, but now it was upon her. All the times she had thought about how she would lose it, but this was nothing she had ever countenanced. But she had little time to get used to it.
Mehmet didn’t need a second invitation. Quick as a flash Mehmet had pulled Holly’s legs apart, and had lined up his dick with the entrance to the girl’s cunt, until the tip was resting at her opening. His hands moved round and rested themselves inevitably on her tits, hanging so tantalisingly below her aching body. His rough palms squeezed her globes into her chest, digging in his finger tips so as to get as much purchase as possible. He inched his dick slightly inside her, feeling the heat of her sex on his cock. His shaft was still slick from the rape of Olivia, but he could already feel that it was still going to be a tight fit. He pushed his dick further in, until he felt the tip come into contact with her cherry. With barely an inch inside of her, he squeezed her luscious tits as hard as he could and thrust forward.
Holly screamed as hard as she could as she felt her virginity torn apart. The pain ripped through her crotch with an intensity she couldn’t believe. The brutality of his thrust had tore through her cherry like it was wet paper, and just like that he had taken her virginity. The invading cock buried itself into her virgin pussy, Mehmet’s hips thudding into her arse cheeks. The impact sent her swinging forward, straining her shoulders even further, so much so Holly was certain her arms would pop out. Finally there was the searing pain in her breasts, compounded by Mehmet’s hands mauling them, digging his fingers into her tender flesh. It was the worst possible way to lose her virginity.
Mehmet pulled his dick almost all the way out, looking down to see streaks of red covering his shaft. Taking time to squeeze her tits again, he drove forward, slamming into her firm arse once again, his scrotum swinging forward underneath her. She had tried to bring her legs back together again in an attempt to close her pussy off to him, but he kicked her away with disdain as once more he thrust into her like a jackhammer. With each thrust he squeezed her tits as hard as he could, burying his fingers into her soft pliable flesh. Leaving his right hand firmly locked on her breast, he moved his left hand down to the nipple on her left tit. Still continuing his pounding of her cunt, his fingers began to pull hard on her swollen nub, pinching and twisting it harder and harder with each drive forward. He was in heaven. Not only did he have those giant tits to sink his hands into, but her pussy fit around his cock like a glove. It was so tight it felt as if she were squeezing it herself, but with the fluids from Olivia’s rape combined with the results of taking the girl’s virginity, he was able to pound in and out with as much force as he wanted.
Greta watched Mehmet as he rutted with the girl from some way back in the room. She smiled as he grabbed brutally at her tits, drinking in the look of anguish and agony on the girl’s face. She had taken up a position behind Lucy, who was still secured to the wooden horse directly in front of Holly, her arsehole still dripping with the evidence of her rape. Greta gestured to Hasan, who upon hearing the woman move had looked to see what her plans were. Leaving Olivia hanging in her bondage, Hasan moved over to Lucy, all the time with the sounds of Holly’s rape continuing in the background. Without having to hear another word, Hasan set to work. He bent down and undid the straps holding the legs of the horse to the ground, and turned it 90° so that Lucy was now perpendicular to Holly, rather than looking straight at her. It had taken all his strength to move both the girl and the horse, but now it was done he secured the legs to yet more rings in the floor, and looked up at Greta.
“Take off the gag,” Greta said to Hasan, only just audible over the commotion in the corner.
Greta had picked up the leather strap she had used to beat Holly’s tits with on her way back to Lucy, and now held it firmly in her right hand, hovering just above Lucy’s pert arse. Hasan bent down and quickly whipped the gag out of the girl’s mouth, who gasped for breath but didn’t say a word, too aware was she of the consequences. Greta stared down at her, and as Mehmet bucked forward into Holly’s cunt, Greta brought the leather crashing down on Lucy’s rump.
THWACK!!!
Lucy screamed at the top of her lungs as the strap made thunderous contact squarely across both her arse cheeks. The pain ripped through her like a fire, totally consuming her. But before she had chance to regain her composure another lusty blow connected, just below the curve of her arse. Two more strikes quickly followed, each in time with one of Mehmet’s thrusts. Lucy screamed almost continually as her arse and thighs glowed with pain after the four strikes, and Greta looking down could already see large red stripes appearing across the girl’s bronzed skin. The German paused, looked across at Hasan, and nodded.
Hasan looked across at Greta once more, and upon seeing her nod her head, moved his fully erect cock inches from Lucy’s tear stained face. After taking a second to regain her composure as best she could, Lucy stared up at the man’s face, pleading with her eyes, but she saw nothing but lust. She brought her head back down, looking into the eye of his cock, the same cock she had sucked her own shit off just minutes earlier. Already resigned to her fate, Lucy opened her mouth. Hasan needed no second invitation, and slid his cock into the girl’s mouth along her tongue, savouring the heat on his bell end. Greta bent down and pulled back on Lucy’s hair, moving her face right next to the bound girl’s.
“Now you will suck his cock,” Greta whispered in Lucy’s ear, her voice even more sinister when it was hushed, “and the quicker you make him cum, the sooner I will stop beating your ass. And if you even teeth so much as touch his dick, I will slit your throat.”
Greta stood back up, and seeing that Lucy hadn’t moved since her chilling message, she brought the strap down with all her might. The tip caught just between Lucy’s cheeks, right on her abused hole. Were it not for the dick that was resting in her mouth, Lucy’s scream would have almost deafened the entire room. As it was, the vibrations in Lucy’s throat were pure ecstasy for Hasan. Lucy wasted no time in trying to appease Greta, by wrapping her lips around the man’s cock and bobbing her head up and down as best she could. Just a moment passed before Greta landed another brutal blow to the top of Lucy’s thighs, and again Lucy’s piercing scream was blocked by the cock that stuffed her mouth. Lucy used all her expertise trying to pleasure Hasan, using her tongue deftly around his head, running her lips up and down his shaft, trying to get as much of his dick down her throat as she could.
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