This is my first-class honours degree attempt on a taradiddle. Please rate it accordingly.
warning : It is red at times.


Slave Isla

"She is all yours !"Mark told the man with the greasy blonde hair and chicken feed that were way too turgid for his flimsy side. A $ 100 bill left the long bony finger of his right hand. It fluttered on its way to the reason when the lady friend's father reached out with his rightfield hired man and grabbed it, pulling it to him as he immediately placed it into his back pouch. His blue brown eyes were narrowed down on his 18-year-old girl. She was improbable, slender, and her body was unflawed, except for the chunky ass that filled out her blind drunk sexy yoga pants. Her long red pilus flowed down her back and flapped gently in the breeze. Isla stood next to her sire, on the sidewalk, with her facial expression 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 hump for how tenacious he'd been so pissed at her. Her Fatherhood had caught her in bed with his topper friend the net time, and since he'd already dealt with him, running him out of town on a track, with $ 500 and a scourge to throw him in jail if he ever saw his typeface again.

The thought of his best friend's cum sprawled across Isla 's side enraged Mark almost to the point of lowering the Mary Leontyne Price of my girl's body down to $ 50. She was a sleazy slut and it was time for her to live up to that reputation. The sun shone brightly above up the day that he'd made the conclusion to answer the ad looking for a"farm worker ”. Shadows flung across the street and slightly over Mark 's drive as he stood there looking at this man who was about to take his daughter off his hands. The man could not contain looking at how the sun glared off his girl's haircloth. His gaze would occasionally act its way down Isla's physical structure, and stop at her crotch.

"Make her turn around, so I can get a better spirit at her from nates,"the man ordered Isla's father. Isla looked at her father with the look of,"You can't be sober !"

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

"Shut up and do what the man says !"he said as a tear began to puzzle out its way down her left face. Slowly, and humiliated, she turned around. Her big, sexy ass stuck out like a sore thumb, with her brilliant 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 titty, which were small and perky in his handwriting. Then he reached for her ass. He couldn't believe how firm it was for how big it was.

"bend over !"he ordered Isla. Isla sobbed as she slowly bent grass at the waist, causing her ass to stick out even further. The man slid his hand inside her pants and moved his hand between her ass nerve and to her repugnance, began to rub her shaven pussy, gently. Without warning, he slipped one digit inside it, causing the lady friend to sob loudly. He slid his manus out of her trouser 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 law issue cuff from the back of his jeans and handed them to Mark. He took the handlock from him, and grabbed her left arm and placed it behind her back. She started struggling and pushing Mark away, but he was far too hefty for her, and he finally got the sword bracelet around her left wrist, and he violently pulled her powerful arm behind her back, and within seconds, she was in the handcuffs. Isla 's father squeezed the bracelet until they were firmly around her wrists, causing them to hurt to the 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 fool to aim his girl off his hands.

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

"Get this female child out of my pile !"The man grabbed the dorsum of Mark 's girl's red blouse at the base of the neck, and forced her to walk forward, handcuffed, to the ugly lime green Ford bodyguard. It looked as though it had been crudely painted with a key clash in order to mask the original colouration of the car. The man opened the back room access of the car, and much like a police force officer, escorted the girl into the stake fanny, and closed the door. He then turned to sucker, bowed, manipulated his long moustache with his right hand, thanked him, and crawled into the front posterior. He started the car and drove down the street. mug breathed a sigh of embossment. Isla was off his hands. It was not only his secure booster who treated his girl like a cheap small slut, it was Mark himself, by actually selling her for $ 100, asking for no details as to what was going to chance next.

The small house on the end of town was falling apart. Shingles were loose from the roof and about to descend to the marvelous grass in the presence and binding of the Elwyn Brooks White ranch panache habitation. The cement from the walkway heading up to the derelict 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 heterosexual person ahead at a little, old garage with a door that appeared in serious disrepair. She looked to her left, trying to block the botheration from her handcuff wrists from her mind so she could take in everything that was going on. Her don had recently sold her to a stranger for $ 100 and did not even bother to ask what this man in straw man of her was going to do with her.

The man crawled out of the front man rear of the car after turning the key and shutting the car off. He turned and looked at Isla through the dirty windowpane of the ugly burnt lime green ford Escort and smiled meekly at her as he unlocked and opened the number one wood's side, back threshold and pulled her out of the car by the hair and first, and then the shoulder. He again grabbed her by her shirt at the base of her neck and dragged her to the front door, giving her no option in the direction of where she was going. She could discover the creaking of the porch underneath her feet as she began to tremble. He opened the front screen door, and subsequent entering threshold 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 blue mattress in the center of the way. The man pushed her farther into the room and called out a name that was not familiar to her, who immediately looked to her right and saw a charwoman called Kimberly standing in the doorway, leading into the kitchen.

"Kimmie !"she growled,"Why do you keep calling me by a epithet I don't like ?"Isla thought that
Kimmie was pretty. She was not near as thin as Isla, but she had a beautifully flesh out typeface, deep green eyes, covered with big stave spectacles that perfectly conformed to her nerve. Her yearn colored brownness hair resembled the same people of color and heaviness of Isla 's. She had a body that looked as though it could easily take a pounding and hail running back for more. She turned around, headed back into the kitchen, giving Isla a glance of her ass, covered slightly by a pair of tight red jean short pants. It swayed perfectly back and Forth before Kimmie disappeared back into the kitchen. A few here and now later, Kimmie returned from the animation room with a sophisticated television camera in one hand, and a boastfully aluminum tripod in the other.

Isla watched Kimmie intently as she set the camera up on the opposition side of the room from the now dark room access leading into the kitchen. She placed it on the tripod and turned the camera on, tested it, to pass water sure that it was still working properly, and then headed down a pocket-size corridor, and flipped on a light in a little sleeping room. Isla could get a line feeble rummaging around, and suddenly Kimmie emerged into the aliveness room with respective items in her hands. In her right hand was a rope, a jagged bound knife, and a pocket-size blowlamp that actually looked like a prominent putting surface butt lighter. In the other hand, was a axial rotation of duct tape, and a pair of very cheating, fag out, used white panties.

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

"So,"Kimmie said, as she slowly walked up to Isla, and put two of her foresighted, large fingers between Isla 's legs and grabbing her yoga drawers covered pussy,"dad thought so little of you, he thought that your life was only worth a measly 100 bucks !"Isla did not answer, except to pule a piffling,"fountainhead, I think you're really pretty, and I can't wait to see what you are open of !"

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

"Did I tell you that you could address ?"Kimmie growled angrily,"You are favorable you are still in handcuffs !"Kimmie walked around behind her and took a look at her ass. It was very large, in equivalence to the rest of her organic structure. 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 damp this one up,"Kimmie replied,"What's her name ?"

"Daddy called her Isla !"he replied.

"well, we're going to call her Tori !"Kimmie replied indifferently,"It makes her sound more like a slut. She's much cuter than the last one !"Isla swallowed a lump in her pharynx as she realized that she was not the first vernal Lady that Kimmie and the man had bought.

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

"With an ass like that, I can interpret why she'd be such a fornicatress,"Kimmie replied,"Put her on the mattress, face down and ass in the air."Still in handcuff, the man forced Isla over to the mattress and forced her to her knee joint. He then pushed her case into the mattress, causing her to almost lose her balance but she eventually rested her case on the moldy blue mattress.

"O.K. Tori,"Kimmie said as she bent down, and got face to boldness with Isla,"There are two fashion 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 away !"

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

"drag her gasp down,"Kimmie ordered the man as she stood up, walked over to the photographic camera, and pushed phonograph record. She focused in on Isla. She could the terrorise, twisted feeling on her face as she zoomed in with the camera. The man grabbed the waist of Isla 's pants and pulled them down, revealing the perfectly fluent flesh of her ass. He was right ! She was not wearing any pantie. He pulled them around her knees, off her feet, and flung them behind him as Kimmie slowly moved the tripod all the way around focusing on the unlike parts of her eubstance smoothly, and almost expertly. Isla finally realized that the tripod was on steering 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 voice,"Pull your pants down and start fucking that Sweet, pretty pussy !"Isla couldn't see it, but the sound of a slide fastener sent a shiver up her acantha. The man's stone hard rooster swung forward out of his underwear. It was about 9 column inch long and 2 in in width and he was very gallant of it. He bent down onto his knees and spread Isla 's peg, causing her glistening pink pussycat to overspread wide exposed as though it were waiting for the man's cock. Without warning, he shoved his cock violently into her twat and he began to pump faster and faster, slamming into her so strong, that she would pitch forward.

So much pressure was put on her handcuffed wrists that she could feel them going numb. She wanted to scream, but noise was not capable of coming out of her mouth. Slam after slam into her hips began to make infliction that she had never known before, and she finally forgot about her wrist joint. Suddenly he stopped, and the following belief she felt was one she had felt in the past tense. A hot sticky, fluid suddenly slammed into the rampart of her pussy. With a match of jab, the man had cum deep inside her. The only thing Isla could do, was whine, in fear, and pain.

"Okay,"Kimmie said,"Take the manacle off and let her sit down on the mattress. I'll be justly back !"The man walked over to his knickers, that he'd set on the trading floor next to the television camera, reached into a pouch and pulled out a small, metallic key. He then approached Isla, and finally removed the cuff. Immediately, Isla rubbed her wrists and sat up on the mattress, trying desperately to get circulation back into her radiocarpal joint as Kimmie returned from the spinal column of the star sign. She turned and looked at Kimmie and saw a man standing following to her that she didn't know.

He was tall, dilute, with broad shoulder, long light brown hair, and gross naked. His cock had to be at least 11 inches long and 2.5 in in girth and he looked at Jennifer seductively with his trench, dark scary yellow eyes. Kimmie took her place again behind the camera, turned it to present the indorse man's cock and then followed him as he approached the ugly grim mattress that Isla, absolutely frozen in fear, sat with her hands finally free.

"OK, you know what to do,"Kimmie replied. The man grabbed the girl by the back of the head with one hand, and his other with child helping hand on her forehead. Remembering Kimmie's earlier scourge, she opened her mouth and allowed the man to shove his cock in her rima oris and immediately shoved it into the back of her pharynx, causing her to choke and gag. Stroke after stroke struck the back of her pharynx. Her gag reflex almost caused her to shed up on his cock, but he pulled out just far enough to let her suspire a short bit. In and out she he went. Faster and faster he went until he felt that familiar twitch in his balls that said he'd reached the point of no proceeds. He pulled out of the slut 's mouth causing her to try and catch her breath as she suddenly felt gobs and oodles of slimy cum slam into her face with a force that caused to actually splatter on her forehead, impudence and lips, and go everywhere on her case, as though she had thrown water on her face.

Kimmie zoomed in on her cum filled font with a distasteful grin on her face.
"SAY HI TO THE television 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 bridge player and waved at the camera.

"Hi Daddy,"she said shout,"I'm such a big loose woman !"

"Why the hell are you crying ?"Kimmie asked her angrily,"You aren't going to convert pop 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 aspect you dirty cum dumpster !"Isla mustered up as much courageousness as she could to crack a half a grinning, and then a wide smile, and in amount shock to her she said,
"HI dad !"she said, faking sunshine,"I'm a big slut ! I just got a shipment of cum in my angelical pussy, and then I took a Brobdingnagian lading all over my side !"

"Now tell Daddy that you're about to get fucked by a charwoman !"Isla looked at her, with her boldness screwed up in discombobulation and care. She shook her head back and Forth River. Kimmie reached to the back of her bloomers and brandished the knife that she had brought with her from the kitchen. The lightly behind her glinted off the blade, jagged edged steel. She held it out in battlefront of her threateningly,"grinning and say you're about to be fucked by a woman !"she growled at the frighten 18-year-old Isla.

"I'm about to be fucked by a woman !"she said, trying to sound like she wasn't scared. Suddenly, emerging from the kitchen, was about the despicable woman Isla had ever seen. She was respective pounds heavier than the very beautiful Kimmie. The woman's tits sagged half way down her chest, and her hair's-breadth looked as though it hadn't been taken caution of in a farsighted time. It was a embroil weave of dirty blonde hair. The cleaning woman's nose looked as though it had been broken respective times and she her human face had a prospicient scar across the exit side of her cheek, starting from her ear, down to her chin. Around the area of her genital organ was a heavy dildo, attached to her soundbox by blind drunk shoulder strap that went all the way around her orotund waistline. The womanhood, clearly in the view of the photographic camera, knelt down in front of Isla and ordered her to get down onto her venter. With the glint of steel still abstruse in her mind, Isla complied, sobbing softly. The adult female crawled on top of her stage, and proceeded to pull Isla's beautiful ass cheeks apart, revealing her slopped asshole. Violently, so the camera could see inside, the cleaning lady pulled her asshole encompassing receptive and shoved a finger's breadth inside it, causing Isla to prowl forward in excruciating hurting. She dug out a tube of lubricant 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 mitt sanitizer filled her nose as she felt the pressure on her neck as the fair sex squeezed. Her airwaves were not completely cut off, but it was starting to feel the same way it felt when she was brutally present fucked by a man with a ten-inch cock. She gasped for breath as she tried to shout in pain as her asshole was being stretched by a huge dildo. Isla felt all the char's weight on her back as the pain in her SOB increased as the woman squeezed her neck opening even harder.

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

"toroid, you little slut,"Kimmie said,"Do you really think you are in any position to make requirement ?"The woman finally released her bag on Isla's cervix and pulled the strap-on dildo out of Isla 's now gaping ass. Kimmie couldn't resist moving the camera into berth so that she could record the now well pronounce yap. The fat woman held the arse open so that Kimmie could zoom in on the cave that had recently been made by the fresh nooky. Isla finally regained her ability to breathe when the two men descended upon her, rolled her over onto her spine and began to wank voraciously until they busted payload upon her face.

Now it was time for the final phase of the video as the men picked her up off the mattress and brought her back on her groundwork. The two men, resembling master matman, grabbed her by either arm and dragged her like a rag dame across the way and to a dirty wall.

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

"Not quite yet !"Kimmie growled,"My friends are not done with you yet. Get up against the paries, remove your shirt, and spread your peg !"Isla complied. She limped over to the rampart across from kiddy recession from the entry doorway, removed her shirt, and pushed herself up against the bulwark, spreading her legs as Kimmie again zoomed in on her ass. The man that had brought her to the dilapidated mansion came up behind her holding a declamatory 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 wall so that Isla could see it and she looked on in horror as she realized what he was going to do with it as he lowered it just below her ass impudence, and without warning, raised it until the handle entered her. He shoved it farther up her ass and began to pump back and Forth, causing severe botheration every time he hit her colon. After a few moments, he pulled it out, spun Isla over, bent her over, and shoved the early handle of the rolling pin into her pussy. Now Isla could no longer tolerate up after the man pulled the rolling pin from her pussy. She could not believe she was getting turned on by this horiffic Brassica napus.

'' OHH pappa. YES, YES ! ! ! ! ! ``

She came so hard she could not stand up straight. It did not issue, because it earned her a viscious smack on her face.

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

The guy with the 10 inch stopcock approached her and took her on the mattress and spanked her ass 50 times to the head the plump ass was red and she was dripping wet. He then fucked her pussy repeatedly for a foresightful 15 minute until he came. Isla had cum 3 to 4 meter in this duration.

Kimmie said, `` Let the fancy woman take a breakage now. '' Isla looked up at her, hardly daring to believe she was getting freed.

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


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