This is my first try on a story. Please pace it accordingly.
Warning : It is violent at times.


Slave Isla

"She is all yours !"bull's eye told the man with the oleaginous blond hair and glasses that were way too large for his thin face. A $ 100 flier left the recollective bony finger of his the right way handwriting. It fluttered on its way to the solid ground when the girl's father reached out with his right hand and grabbed it, pulling it to him as he immediately placed it into his back pocket. His iniquity Brown University eyes were narrowed down on his 18-year-old girl. She was tall, slender, and her body was flawless, except for the chunky ass that filled out her tight sexy yoga trouser. Her long red hair flowed down her back and flapped gently in the breeze. Isla stood next to her Father of the Church, on the sidewalk, with her face twisted up in horror as he sold her to a man he knew very little about for the low price of $ 100 dollars.

Isla knew that he was mad at her that day, but she did not eff for how foresightful he'd been so wee-wee at her. Her father had caught her in bed with his comfortably supporter the last time, and since he'd already dealt with him, running him out of town on a railing, with $ 500 and a terror to throw him in jail if he ever saw his face again.

The opinion of his secure friend's cum sprawled across Isla 's face enraged Mark almost to the spot of lowering the price of my girl's body down to $ 50. She was a cheap slut and it was clip for her to hold up up to that reputation. The sun shone brightly above up the day that he'd made the decision to respond the ad looking for a"farm actor ”. shadow flung across the street and slightly over fall guy 's driveway as he stood there looking at this man who was about to take his daughter off his hands. The man could not quit looking at how the sun glared off his girl's tomentum. His regard would occasionally forge its way down Isla's body, and catch at her crotch.

"shuffling her turn around, so I can get a honest aspect at her from can,"the man ordered Isla's father. Isla looked at her beginner with the tone of,"You can't be serious !"

"dad !"she said,"Please don't do this !"

"Shut up and do what the man says !"he said as a tear began to do work its way down her provide cheek. Slowly, and humiliated, she turned around. Her big, aphrodisiac ass stuck out like a sore thumb, with her bright white yoga pants riding up her ass, indicating that she was not wearing any panties, much to the man's delight. He poked, and prodded her. He reached around and grabbed her breast, which were minuscule and perky in his hands. Then he reached for her ass. He couldn't believe how firm it was for how big it was.

"fold over !"he ordered Isla. Isla sobbed as she slowly bent at the waist, causing her ass to cleave out even further. The man slid his hand inside her pants and moved his paw between her ass face and to her repugnance, began to rub her plane slit, gently. Without warning, he slipped one finger inside it, causing the girl to sob loudly. He slid his hand out of her pants and allowed her to stand straight up and looked at her father.

"She'll do just ticket,"he said to me,"Put her in these."He reached behind him, and pulled a set of police issue handcuffs from the back of his denim and handed them to Mark. He took the handcuffs from him, and grabbed her lead arm and placed it behind her back. She started struggling and pushing patsy away, but he was far too brawny for her, and he finally got the steel bracelet around her lead wrist, and he violently pulled her right arm behind her back, and within minute, she was in the handcuffs. Isla 's father squeezed the bracelet until they were firmly around her carpus, causing them to wound to the full point where she complained.

"I've known Jon for 30 years, and you fucked up our friendly relationship and now you are going to pay !"he whispered angrily into her ear as the man approached Mark to contain his daughter off his hands.

"I'm so regretful Daddy !"she sobbed uncontrollably,"Please don't do this !"

"Get this young lady out of my ken !"The man grabbed the back of Mark 's daughter's red blouse at the al-Qa'ida of the neck, and forced her to walk forward, handcuffed, to the ugly lime green Ford Escort. It looked as though it had been crudely painted with a key skirmish in parliamentary procedure to disguise the original color of the car. The man opened the backward threshold of the car, and much like a police officer, escorted the girl into the stake backside, and closed the door. He then turned to Mark, bowed, manipulated his yearn mustache with his right wing hand, thanked him, and crawled into the front ass. He started the car and drove down the street. Mark breathed a sigh of succor. Isla was off his paw. It was not only his best admirer who treated his daughter like a cheap little slut, it was Mark himself, by actually selling her for $ 100, asking for no details as to what was going to happen next.

The small sign of the zodiac on the end of town was falling apart. Shingles were loose from the ceiling and about to fall to the tall pot in the forepart and back of the white ranch panache domicile. The cement from the walkway heading up to the ramshackle front door and porch was cracked and looked like it was the original cement from the archetype construction of the house 50 years ago. Isla squinted her eyes to see where she was, looking straight ahead at a pocket-sized, old garage with a room access that appeared in unplayful disrepair. She looked to her left wing, trying to block the pain from her handcuff wrists from her mind so she could take in everything that was going on. Her father had recently sold her to a stranger for $ 100 and did not even bother to ask what this man in strawman of her was going to do with her.

The man crawled out of the figurehead seat of the car after turning the key and shutting the car off. He turned and looked at Isla through the dirty window of the ugly lime greenness Ford Escort and smiled meekly at her as he unlocked and opened the driver's side, back threshold and pulled her out of the car by the tomentum and first, and then the shoulder. He again grabbed her by her shirt at the base of her neck and dragged her to the movement doorway, giving her no choice in the management of where she was going. She could hear the creaking of the porch underneath her ft as she began to tremble. He opened the front man cover door, and subsequent unveiling door and pushed Isla inside, smacking her on the ass as he did so. Isla looked around and to her horror, the dilapidated, unkempt living room was only furnished by a ugly disconsolate mattress in the middle of the room. The man pushed her farther into the elbow room and called out a public figure that was not associate to her, who immediately looked to her rightfulness and saw a cleaning woman called Kimberly standing in the doorway, leading into the kitchen.

"Kimmie !"she growled,"Why do you preserve calling me by a name I don't like ?"Isla thought that
Kimmie was pretty. She was not near as tenuous as Isla, but she had a beautifully round face, deeply green eyes, covered with big round spectacles that perfectly conformed to her face. Her long dingy brown hair resembled the same coloring and heaviness of Isla 's. She had a body that looked as though it could easily take a buffeting and make out running back for more. She turned around, headed back into the kitchen, giving Isla a glimpse of her ass, covered slightly by a pair of tight red jean boxershorts. It swayed perfectly back and Forth River before Kimmie disappeared back into the kitchen. A few instant later, Kimmie returned from the support room with a pervert photographic camera in one bridge player, and a large aluminum tripod in the other.

Isla watched Kimmie intently as she set the camera up on the opponent position of the elbow room from the now dark doorway leading into the kitchen. She placed it on the tripod and turned the camera on, tested it, to make certain that it was still working properly, and then headed down a small corridor, and flipped on a brightness in a minor sleeping accommodation. Isla could hear faint rummaging around, and suddenly Kimmie emerged into the living elbow room with respective items in her hand. In her right field hand was a forget me drug, a jagged boundary tongue, and a minor blowtorch that actually looked like a enceinte green butt flatboat. In the former hand, was a rolling wave of epithelial duct tape recording, and a couple of very begrime, hold out, used white panties.

"Paid $ 100 for this one,"the man said,"pa was so glad to get rid of her."

"So,"Kimmie said, as she slowly walked up to Isla, and put two of her tenacious, declamatory fingerbreadth between Isla 's branch and grabbing her yoga pants covered puss,"dada thought so little of you, he thought that your life was only Charles Frederick Worth a measly 100 bucks !"Isla did not answer, except to whimper a little,"Well, I think you're really pretty, and I can't wait to see what you are subject of !"

"What…What I'm capable of ?"she stammered. Kimmie glared at her.

"Did I tell you that you could speak ?"Kimmie growled angrily,"You are lucky you are still in handcuffs !"Kimmie walked around behind her and took a look at her ass. It was very declamatory, in comparison to the residual of her body. She reached forward and grabbed her ass and squeezed it as hard as she could, finding that it was considerably firmer than it looked.

"What do you think Kimmie ?"the man asked her.

"We're going to have to soften this one up,"Kimmie replied,"What's her name ?"

"pa called her Isla !"he replied.

"Well, we're going to call her toroid !"Kimmie replied indifferently,"It makes her vocalise more like a slovenly woman. She's much cunning than the last one !"Isla swallowed a lump in her throat as she realized that she was not the showtime unseasoned Lady that Kimmie and the man had bought.

"Oh she is a slut !"The man admitted,"Daddy said that he caught her fucking his just friend. I guess they had been fucking for quite some time !"

"With an ass like that, I can understand why she'd be such a slut,"Kimmie replied,"Put her on the mattress, face down and ass in the air."Still in cuff, the man forced Isla over to the mattress and forced her to her knee. He then pushed her case into the mattress, causing her to almost turn a loss her balance but she eventually rested her human face on the moldy blueish mattress.

"O.K. Tori,"Kimmie said as she bent down, and got face to facial expression with Isla,"There are two manner this can go down. You can either do what you are told, and live as long as possible, or you can struggle, and die right field away !"

"I don't want to die at all !"Isla said crying, uncontrollably.

"Pull her pants down,"Kimmie ordered the man as she stood up, walked over to the camera, and pushed record. She focused in on Isla. She could the terrified, twine facial expression on her face as she zoomed in with the television camera. The man grabbed the waistline of Isla 's pants and pulled them down, revealing the perfectly smooth flesh of her ass. He was right ! She was not wearing any panties. He pulled them around her human knee, off her metrical foot, and flung them behind him as Kimmie slowly moved the tripod all the way around focusing on the different parts of her body smoothly, and almost expertly. Isla finally realized that the tripod was on roulette wheel. Finally she stopped when the camera was behind her, focused on her fat ass.

"What are you waiting for ?"Kimmie asked with indignant surprise in her vocalisation,"Pull your pants down and start fucking that dessert, pretty pussycat !"Isla couldn't see it, but the sound of a slide fastener sent a frisson up her sticker. The man's rock concentrated cock swung forward out of his underwear. It was about 9 inches long and 2 inches in width and he was very proud of it. He bent down onto his knees and spread Isla 's legs, causing her glistening pink cunt to scatter across-the-board open as though it were waiting for the man's putz. Without warning, he shoved his cock violently into her puss and he began to pump faster and faster, slamming into her so hard, that she would careen forward.

So very much pressure was put on her handcuffed wrists that she could experience them going numb. She wanted to scream, but noise was not open of coming out of her mouth. slam after slam into her hips began to cause nuisance that she had never known before, and she finally forgot about her wrist. Suddenly he stopped, and the next belief she felt was one she had felt in the past times. A hot sticky, fluid suddenly slammed into the walls of her kitty. With a couple of thrusts, the man had cum deep inside her. The solely thing Isla could do, was whimper, in fear, and pain.

"Okay,"Kimmie said,"Take the handcuff off and let her sit down on the mattress. I'll be decent back !"The man walked over to his trouser, that he'd set on the floor next to the television camera, reached into a pocket and pulled out a small, metal key. He then approached Isla, and finally removed the handcuffs. Immediately, Isla rubbed her wrists and sat up on the mattress, trying desperately to get circulation back into her wrists as Kimmie returned from the spine of the family. She turned and looked at Kimmie and saw a man standing next to her that she didn't know.

He was tall, thin, with tolerant shoulders, long light brown fuzz, and unadulterated naked. His cock had to be at to the lowest degree 11 inch long and 2.5 inches in girth and he looked at Jennifer seductively with his trench, dark scarey yellow oculus. Kimmie took her berth again behind the camera, turned it to front the second man's cock and then followed him as he approached the ugly blue mattress that Isla, absolutely glacial in fear, sat with her hands finally free.

"okeh, you know what to do,"Kimmie replied. The man grabbed the daughter by the backbone of the foreland with one script, and his other bombastic hand on her forehead. Remembering Kimmie's earlier threat, she opened her mouth and allowed the man to shove his shaft in her mouth and immediately shoved it into the back of her throat, causing her to pass and gag. stroke after stroke struck the back of her pharynx. Her gag reflex almost caused her to shake off up on his cock, but he pulled out just far enough to let her respire a little bit. In and out she he went. Faster and faster he went until he felt that associate twitch in his orb that said he'd reached the point of no issue. He pulled out of the slut 's mouth causing her to try and enamor her intimation as she suddenly felt Jack-tar and gobs of ugly cum slam into her brass with a force that caused to actually spatter on her forehead, cheeks and back talk, and go everywhere on her face, as though she had thrown urine on her cheek.

Kimmie zoomed in on her cum filled nerve with a loathsome grin on her face.
"SAY HI TO THE camera AND TELL daddy WHAT A BIG SLUT YOU ARE !"Kimmie ordered from behind the television camera. Slowly and frightened, Isla raised her left hand and waved at the camera.

"Hi pa,"she said battle cry,"I'm such a big slut !"

"Why the hell are you crying ?"Kimmie asked her angrily,"You aren't going to convince Daddy that way ! I'm going to have to edit that out, now do it again, but this time, you're going to do say it again with a big smile on your cum filled facial expression you dirty cum dumpster !"Isla mustered up as often courageousness as she could to crack a one-half a smile, and then a good smiling, and in sum stupor to her she said,
"HI dada !"she said, faking cheer,"I'm a big slattern ! I just got a load of cum in my angelic pussy, and then I took a huge shipment all over my face !"

"Now tell Daddy that you're about to get fucked by a woman !"Isla looked at her, with her face screwed up in discombobulation and fear. She shook her head word back and forth. Kimmie reached to the back of her pant and brandished the tongue that she had brought with her from the kitchen. The illume behind her glinted off the steel, jagged edged brand. She held it out in front man of her threateningly,"Smile and say you're about to be fucked by a woman !"she growled at the fright 18-year-old Isla.

"I'm about to be fucked by a woman !"she said, trying to go like she wasn't scared. Suddenly, emerging from the kitchen, was about the ugliest woman Isla had ever seen. She was several pounds heavier than the very beautiful Kimmie. The woman's tits sagged half way down her dresser, and her hair looked as though it hadn't been taken care of in a long time. It was a tousle weave of dirty blonde hair. The woman's nose looked as though it had been broken several prison term and she her face had a long scar across the unexpended side of her cheek, starting from her ear, down to her chin. Around the area of her privates was a tumid dildo, attached to her physical structure by sloshed strap that went all the way around her boastfully waist. The woman, clearly in the position of the camera, knelt down in front end of Isla and ordered her to get down onto her stomach. With the glint of brand still deep in her mind, Isla complied, sobbing softly. The charwoman crawled on top of her peg, and proceeded to pull Isla's beautiful ass impertinence apart, revealing her loaded asshole. Violently, so the television camera could see inside, the charwoman pulled her whoreson all-inclusive spread out and shoved a finger inside it, causing Isla to stagger forward in excruciating pain. She dug out a pipe of lubricator from under the mattress and rubbed on Isla 's virgin rosebud. Then without warning, the magnanimous strap-on dildo made its way inside her asshole, causing Isla to howl in pain as Kimmie watched behind the camera.

Isla never saw it coming as she was being fucked in the ass by a woman who easily exceeded 200 lbs. with a strap-on. The smell of soap, and manus sanitizer filled her nose as she felt the insistency on her neck as the woman squeezed. Her airwaves were not completely cut off, but it was starting to feel the same way it felt when she was brutally face fucked by a man with a ten-inch hammer. She gasped for breath as she tried to scream in pain as her arsehole was being stretched by a huge dildo. Isla felt all the woman's system of weights on her back as the pain in her asshole increased as the woman squeezed her neck even harder.

"Help me !"she tried to say,"Make it stop !"she pleaded.

"torus, you small slut,"Kimmie said,"Do you really conceive you are in any position to prepare need ?"The char finally released her grip on Isla's neck and pulled the strap-on dildo out of Isla 's now gaping ass. Kimmie couldn't resist moving the camera into status so that she could record the now well say golf hole. The fat woman held the bastard open so that Kimmie could zoom in on the cave that had recently been made by the fresh shag. Isla finally regained her ability to breathe when the two men descended upon her, rolled her over onto her back and began to masturbate voraciously until they busted freight upon her case.

Now it was time for the terminal phase angle of the telecasting as the men picked her up off the mattress and brought her back on her infantry. The two men, resembling professional wrestlers, grabbed her by either arm and dragged her like a rag doll across the room and to a dirty wall.

"Can it block up now ?"she asked crying, and trembling. Kimmie looked at her through the lens of the camera, with a raging red, evil looking in her eye at this question.

"Not quite yet !"Kimmie growled,"My friends are not done with you yet. Get up against the rampart, bump off your shirt, and unfold your legs !"Isla complied. She limped over to the rampart across from kiddy street corner from the launching door, removed her shirt, and pushed herself up against the rampart, spreading her legs as Kimmie again zoomed in on her ass. The man that had brought her to the dilapidated house came up behind her holding a large rolling pin in his hand. He had gotten it from the kitchen while Isla was being raped and strangled on the mattress by the 200 lb. woman.

He slammed it up against the bulwark so that Isla could see it and she looked on in repulsion as she realized what he was going to do with it as he lowered it just below her ass cheeks, and without warning, raised it until the handgrip entered her. He shoved it farther up her ass and began to pump back and Forth, causing terrible painfulness every time he hit her colon. After a few second, he pulled it out, gyrate Isla over, set her over, and shoved the other handle of the rolling pin into her cunt. Now Isla could no longer stand up after the man pulled the rolling pin from her slit. She could not believe she was getting turned on by this horiffic rape.

'' OHH DADDY. YES, YES ! ! ! ! ! ``

She came so severely she could not stand up straight. It did not subject, because it earned her a viscious slap on her face.

'' Get up, you bitch ! '' Kimmie ordered. `` Garry, get this horny bitch on the mattress and spank the poop outta her ! ``

The guy with the 10 in cock approached her and took her on the mattress and spanked her ass 50 times to the point the plump ass was red and she was dripping wet. He then fucked her pussy repeatedly for a long 15 moment until he came. Isla had cum 3 to 4 multiplication in this duration.

Kimmie said, `` Let the sporting lady carry a break now. '' Isla looked up at her, hardly daring to believe she was getting freed.

'' Oh no slut, you are now ours. Your ass and slit will be pounded for the rest of your animation and you will dish out us till the end of your animation. And if you do n't .... '' She showed her the knife. `` To be continued, whore, to be continued. ``


Comment below if I should continue this taradiddle or else, I 'll try another type of writing. Thank you for reading this .