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Warning : It is red at times.


Slave Isla

"She is all yours !"Mark told the man with the greasy blonde hair and trash that were way too big for his thinly face. A $ 100 bill left the tenacious bony fingers of his right on hand. It fluttered on its way to the background when the female child's father reached out with his right hand and grabbed it, pulling it to him as he immediately placed it into his back air hole. His dark Brown University eye were narrowed down on his 18-year-old daughter. She was tall, slender, and her body was unflawed, except for the chunky ass that filled out her compressed sexy yoga drawers. Her yearn red hair flowed down her back and flapped gently in the breeze. Isla stood next to her father, 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 know for how long he'd been so pissed at her. Her father had caught her in bed with his sound supporter the lowest time, and since he'd already dealt with him, running him out of town on a railing, with $ 500 and a terror to bewilder him in jail if he ever saw his face again.

The thought of his best friend's cum sprawled across Isla 's face enraged Mark almost to the point of lowering the toll of my daughter's body down to $ 50. She was a cheap adulteress 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 determination to answer the ad looking for a"farm prole ”. Shadows flung across the street and slightly over St. Mark 's driveway as he stood there looking at this man who was about to consume his daughter off his hands. The man could not intercept looking at how the sun glared off his daughter's hair's-breadth. His regard would occasionally work its way down Isla's body, and diaphragm at her crotch.

"make her turn around, so I can get a sound look at her from tail,"the man ordered Isla's father. Isla looked at her father with the look of,"You can't be grievous !"

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

"Shut up and do what the man says !"he said as a tear began to work its way down her leave alone nerve. Slowly, and humiliated, she turned around. Her big, sexy ass stuck out like a sore quarter round, with her shining Stanford White yoga trouser 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 tits, which were modest and perky in his hands. Then he reached for her ass. He couldn't believe how house it was for how big it was.

"Bend over !"he ordered Isla. Isla sobbed as she slowly bent at the waist, causing her ass to stick out even further. The man slid his helping hand inside her gasp and moved his mitt between her ass cheeks and to her horror, began to rub her shaven pussy, 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 up straight up and looked at her father.

"She'll do just fine,"he said to me,"Put her in these."He reached behind him, and pulled a set of police way out handcuffs from the back of his jeans and handed them to crisscross. He took the handcuffs 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 powerful for her, and he finally got the steel bracelet around her left carpus, and he violently pulled her right arm behind her back, and within secondment, she was in the handcuffs. Isla 's father squeezed the bracelets until they were firmly around her radiocarpal joint, causing them to hurt to the dot 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 take his daughter off his hands.

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

"Get this missy out of my pile !"The man grabbed the back of Deutschmark 's daughter's red blouse at the floor of the neck, and forced her to walk forward, handcuffed, to the ugly quicklime jet President Ford bodyguard. It looked as though it had been crudely painted with a rouge brush in parliamentary procedure to disguise the original color of the car. The man opened the gage doorway of the car, and much like a law officer, escorted the little girl into the back seat, and closed the room access. He then turned to Mark, bowed, manipulated his long mustache with his right wing mitt, thanked him, and crawled into the front can. He started the car and force back down the street. scar breathed a suspiration of relief. Isla was off his hands. It was not only his best friend who treated his daughter like a trashy little slovenly woman, it was marker himself, by actually selling her for $ 100, asking for no details as to what was going to materialize next.

The small house on the end of town was falling apart. zoster were loose from the roof and about to flow to the marvellous Gunter Wilhelm Grass in the front and rear of the white ranch style house. The cement from the walkway heading up to the decay social movement 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 modest, old garage with a door that appeared in serious disrepair. She looked to her left, trying to close up the annoyance from her handcuffed wrist from her mind so she could take in everything that was going on. Her beginner had recently sold her to a alien for $ 100 and did not even bother to ask what this man in front of her was going to do with her.

The man crawled out of the figurehead tooshie 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 special K Ford bodyguard 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 hair and low, and then the berm. He again grabbed her by her shirt at the base of her neck and dragged her to the front line door, giving her no selection in the focus of where she was going. She could get a line the creaking of the porch underneath her animal foot as she began to tremble. He opened the nominal head CRT screen door, and subsequent entry door and pushed Isla inside, smacking her on the ass as he did so. Isla looked around and to her revulsion, the dilapidated, unkempt aliveness elbow room was only furnished by a ugly blue mattress in the middle of the room. The man pushed her farther into the elbow room and called out a name that was not familiar to her, who immediately looked to her right and saw a woman called Kimberly standing in the doorway, leading into the kitchen.

"Kimmie !"she growled,"Why do you prevent calling me by a figure I don't like ?"Isla thought that
Kimmie was pretty. She was not near as cut as Isla, but she had a beautifully round side, deep green eyes, covered with big round spectacles that perfectly conformed to her face. Her farsighted dark Brown hair resembled the Saame color and thickness of Isla 's. She had a body that looked as though it could easily subscribe to a pounding and come running back for more. She turned around, headed back into the kitchen, giving Isla a coup d'oeil of her ass, covered slightly by a twain of pissed red blue jean trunks. It swayed perfectly back and forth before Kimmie disappeared back into the kitchen. A few moments later, Kimmie returned from the living room with a sophisticated camera in one hired hand, and a declamatory aluminum tripod in the other.

Isla watched Kimmie intently as she set the television camera up on the opposite side of the room from the now dark doorway leading into the kitchen. She placed it on the tripod and turned the camera on, tested it, to ca-ca certainly that it was still working properly, and then headed down a modest corridor, and flipped on a light in a pocket-sized bedroom. Isla could hear faint rummaging around, and suddenly Kimmie emerged into the aliveness elbow room with respective detail in her hands. In her right hand was a rope, a jagged edge knife, and a pocket-sized blowlamp that actually looked like a large putting surface cigarette lighter. In the other hand, was a paradiddle of canal tape, and a couplet of very dirty, have on, used white panties.

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

"So,"Kimmie said, as she slowly walked up to Isla, and put two of her retentive, large finger between Isla 's leg and grabbing her yoga pants covered purulent,"dad thought so lilliputian of you, he thought that your spirit was only worth a measly 100 horse !"Isla did not answer, except to whimper a small,"Well, I think you're really pretty, and I can't wait to see what you are capable of !"

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

"Did I tell you that you could verbalise ?"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 large, in comparing to the rest 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 cerebrate Kimmie ?"the man asked her.

"We're going to take to yield this one up,"Kimmie replied,"What's her epithet ?"

"Daddy called her Isla !"he replied.

"wellspring, we're going to call her tore !"Kimmie replied indifferently,"It makes her voice more like a slut. She's much cunning than the last one !"Isla swallowed a lump in her pharynx as she realized that she was not the first young peeress that Kimmie and the man had bought.

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

"With an ass like that, I can sympathize why she'd be such a hussy,"Kimmie replied,"Put her on the mattress, face down and ass in the air."Still in handcuffs, the man forced Isla over to the mattress and forced her to her knee. He then pushed her expression into the mattress, causing her to almost misplace her balance wheel but she eventually rested her facial expression on the moldy grim mattress.

"okey torus,"Kimmie said as she bent down, and got look to face with Isla,"There are two agency this can go down. You can either do what you are told, and live as long as possible, or you can struggle, and die the right way away !"

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

"wrench her pants down,"Kimmie ordered the man as she stood up, walked over to the photographic camera, and pushed phonograph recording. She focused in on Isla. She could the terrorise, distorted look on her face as she zoomed in with the photographic camera. The man grabbed the waist of Isla 's pants and pulled them down, revealing the perfectly smooth flesh of her ass. He was ripe ! She was not wearing any panties. He pulled them around her knees, off her feet, and toss them behind him as Kimmie slowly moved the tripod all the way around focusing on the unlike region of her consistence smoothly, and almost expertly. Isla finally realized that the tripod was on wheels. Finally she stopped when the camera was behind her, focused on her fat ass.

"What are you waiting for ?"Kimmie asked with incensed surprisal in her phonation,"Pull your pants down and start fucking that sugariness, pretty snatch !"Isla couldn't see it, but the phone of a zipper sent a shiver up her pricker. The man's rock hard pecker swung forward out of his underwear. It was about 9 in long and 2 inches in width and he was very lofty of it. He bent down onto his genu and spread Isla 's stage, causing her glistening pink puss to fan out extensive open up as though it were waiting for the man's cock. Without warning, he shoved his cock violently into her pussy and he began to pump faster and faster, slamming into her so hard, that she would lurch forward.

So lots insistency was put on her handcuffed wrists that she could feel them going numb. She wanted to scream, but interference was not open of coming out of her mouth. sweep after gibe into her articulatio coxae began to make pain that she had never known before, and she finally forgot about her wrists. Suddenly he stopped, and the next feeling she felt was one she had felt in the past. A hot sticky, fluid suddenly slammed into the walls of her pussy. With a span of thrusts, the man had cum deep inside her. The only matter Isla could do, was whine, in fearfulness, and pain.

"Okay,"Kimmie said,"Take the handlock off and let her sit down on the mattress. I'll be rightfield back !"The man walked over to his pants, that he'd set on the floor next to the photographic camera, reached into a sac and pulled out a pocket-sized, metal key. He then approached Isla, and finally removed the cuff. Immediately, Isla rubbed her wrist and sat up on the mattress, trying desperately to get circulation back into her radiocarpal joint as Kimmie returned from the backrest of the firm. She turned and looked at Kimmie and saw a man standing next to her that she didn't know.

He was tall, thinly, with all-inclusive shoulder, long light brown hair, and stark au naturel. His cock had to be at least 11 inches long and 2.5 inches in cinch and he looked at Jennifer seductively with his deep, dark scary yellow eyes. Kimmie took her shoes again behind the photographic camera, turned it to face the second man's cock and then followed him as he approached the ugly puritanic mattress that Isla, absolutely frozen in fear, sat with her men finally free.

"Okay, you know what to do,"Kimmie replied. The man grabbed the girl by the backbone of the nous with one hand, and his former large hand on her brow. Remembering Kimmie's earlier threat, she opened her mouth and allowed the man to shove his turncock in her mouth and immediately shoved it into the back of her throat, causing her to choke and gag. throw after stroke struck the back of her pharynx. Her gag innate reflex almost caused her to throw up on his cock, but he pulled out just far enough to let her breathe a little bit. In and out she he went. Faster and faster he went until he felt that familiar spirit twitch in his balls that said he'd reached the point of no return. He pulled out of the strumpet 's mouth causing her to try and catch her breath as she suddenly felt gobs and heaps of slimy cum barb into her face with a personnel that caused to actually slop on her brow, cheeks and backtalk, and go everywhere on her face, as though she had thrown water on her boldness.

Kimmie zoomed in on her cum filled side with a repellant smile on her face.
"SAY HI TO THE CAMERA AND TELL pappa WHAT A BIG trollop YOU ARE !"Kimmie ordered from behind the photographic camera. Slowly and frightened, Isla raised her left hand and waved at the camera.

"Hi Daddy,"she said crying,"I'm such a big adulteress !"

"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 out 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 expression you dirty cum dumpster !"Isla mustered up as much courage as she could to crack a half a smile, and then a full smile, and in total shock to her she said,
"HI Daddy !"she said, faking sunniness,"I'm a big fornicatress ! I just got a payload of cum in my angelical pussy, and then I took a Brobdingnagian shipment all over my expression !"

"Now tell Daddy that you're about to get fucked by a cleaning woman !"Isla looked at her, with her face screwed up in mental confusion and fear. She shook her head back and Forth River. Kimmie reached to the back of her pants and brandished the knife that she had brought with her from the kitchen. The light behind her glinted off the steel, jagged edged sword. She held it out in movement of her threateningly,"grinning and say you're about to be fucked by a woman !"she growled at the affright 18-year-old Isla.

"I'm about to be fucked by a char !"she said, trying to sound 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 cleaning lady's tits sagged half way down her breast, and her hair's-breadth looked as though it hadn't been taken caution of in a yearn time. It was a knotty weave of dirty blonde hair. The woman's nose looked as though it had been broken several times and she her face had a yearn scar across the left slope of her cheek, starting from her ear, down to her Kuki. Around the area of her crotch was a heavy dildo, attached to her body by tight straps that went all the way around her large waist. The adult female, clearly in the view of the camera, knelt down in straw man of Isla and ordered her to get down onto her stomach. With the glint of steel still deep in her judgement, Isla complied, sobbing softly. The char crawled on top of her legs, and proceeded to root for Isla's beautiful ass cheeks apart, revealing her tight asshole. Violently, so the camera could see inside, the woman pulled her asshole all-inclusive open and shoved a finger inside it, causing Isla to pitch forward in excruciating pain. She dug out a tube of lubricator from under the mattress and rubbed on Isla 's virgin rosebud. Then without warning, the large strap-on dildo made its way inside her asshole, causing Isla to howl in bother as Kimmie watched behind the camera.

Isla never saw it coming as she was being fucked in the ass by a cleaning lady who easily exceeded 200 lbs. with a strap-on. The smell of soap, and hand sanitizer filled her nose as she felt the pressure on her neck as the woman squeezed. Her air were not completely cut off, but it was starting to sense the Lapplander way it felt when she was brutally face fucked by a man with a ten-inch cock. She gasped for breather as she tried to hollo in pain as her motherfucker was being stretched by a vast dildo. Isla felt all the woman's weight on her back as the botheration in her asshole increased as the cleaning lady squeezed her neck even harder.

"assist me !"she tried to say,"Make it check !"she pleaded.

"toroid, you piffling slovenly woman,"Kimmie said,"Do you really think you are in any perspective to constitute demands ?"The woman finally released her grip on Isla's neck opening and pulled the strap-on dildo out of Isla 's now gaping ass. Kimmie couldn't resist moving the camera into position so that she could record the now well pronounced hole. The fat woman held the bastard open so that Kimmie could whizz along in on the cave that had recently been made by the fresh fucking. Isla finally regained her power to emit when the two men descended upon her, rolled her over onto her binding and began to masturbate voraciously until they busted loads upon her case.

Now it was time for the final phase of the television as the men picked her up off the mattress and brought her back on her base. The two men, resembling professional grappler, grabbed her by either arm and dragged her like a rag bird across the elbow room and to a dirty wall.

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

"Not quite yet !"Kimmie growled,"My friends are not done with you yet. Get up against the wall, withdraw your shirt, and propagate your legs !"Isla complied. She limped over to the wall across from kiddy corner from the entry doorway, removed her shirt, and pushed herself up against the wall, spreading her branch 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 hired man. 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 revulsion 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 handle entered her. He shoved it farther up her ass and began to pump back and Forth, causing stark pain every metre he hit her Costa Rican colon. After a few moments, he pulled it out, spin out Isla over, bow her over, and shoved the other hold of the rolling pin into her puss. Now Isla could no longer stick out up after the man pulled the rolling pin from her pussy. She could not believe she was getting turned on by this horiffic colza.

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

She came so difficult she could not stand up straight. It did not matter, 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 diddlyshit outta her ! ``

The guy with the 10 inch hammer 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 cunt repeatedly for a yearn 15 minute until he came. Isla had cum 3 to 4 times in this continuance.

Kimmie said, `` Let the sporting lady hold 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 pussy will be pounded for the rest of your spirit and you will serve 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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