This is my first effort on a story. Please rate it accordingly.
Warning : It is crimson at times.


Slave Isla

"She is all yours !"Mark told the man with the greasy blond hair and specs that were way too large for his reduce case. A $ 100 invoice left the long bony digit of his redress hand. It fluttered on its way to the 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 book binding pocket. His dark brownish centre were narrowed down on his 18-year-old daughter. She was tall, slender, and her organic structure was flawless, except for the chunky ass that filled out her tight sexy yoga pants. Her recollective red fuzz flowed down her binding and flapped gently in the pushover. Isla stood next to her begetter, on the sidewalk, with her face twisted up in horror as he sold her to a man he knew very petty about for the low damage 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 blotto at her. Her father had caught her in bed with his dependable Quaker the final stage fourth dimension, and since he'd already dealt with him, running him out of town on a rail, with $ 500 and a menace to throw him in jail if he ever saw his face again.

The opinion of his best friend's cum sprawled across Isla 's grimace enraged Mark almost to the power point of lowering the price of my girl's dead body down to $ 50. She was a cheap slut and it was time for her to live up to that report. The sun shone brightly above up the day that he'd made the decision to answer the ad looking for a"farm worker ”. Shadows flung across the street and slightly over print 's private road as he stood there looking at this man who was about to deal his daughter off his helping hand. The man could not blockade looking at how the sun glared off his girl's hair. His gaze would occasionally work its way down Isla's body, and point at her crotch.

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

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

"Shut up and do what the man says !"he said as a rip began to work its way down her left cheek. Slowly, and humiliated, she turned around. Her big, sexy ass stuck out like a sore thumb, with her brilliant white yoga knickers riding up her ass, indicating that she was not wearing any pantie, much to the man's pleasure. He poked, and prodded her. He reached around and grabbed her titty, which were small and perky in his mitt. 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 at the waistline, causing her ass to stick out even further. The man slid his hand inside her trouser and moved his hand between her ass cheeks and to her repugnance, began to rub her shaven pussycat, gently. Without warning, he slipped one finger inside it, causing the girl to sob loudly. He slid his bridge player 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 force issue handcuffs from the back of his jeans and handed them to Mark. 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 wing articulatio radiocarpea, and he violently pulled her right arm behind her back, and within s, she was in the handcuffs. Isla 's Father-God squeezed the bangle until they were firmly around her wrist, causing them to hurt to the percentage point where she complained.

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

"I'm so good-for-naught papa !"she sobbed uncontrollably,"Please don't do this !"

"Get this young lady out of my sight !"The man grabbed the spinal column of Mark 's daughter's red blouse at the base of the neck, and forced her to walk forward, handcuffed, to the ugly lime green Gerald Ford Escort. It looked as though it had been crudely painted with a key brush in order to disguise the original color of the car. The man opened the plunk for door of the car, and much like a police policeman, escorted the girl into the back place, and closed the door. He then turned to Mark, bowed, manipulated his long mustache with his right hand, thanked him, and crawled into the social movement seat. He started the car and get down the street. bull's eye breathed a sigh of ministration. Isla was off his custody. It was not only his unspoiled friend who treated his daughter like a inexpensive little slut, it was Mark himself, by actually selling her for $ 100, asking for no details as to what was going to pass next.

The belittled house on the end of townspeople was falling apart. herpes zoster were loose from the ceiling and about to return to the tall forage in the figurehead and back of the ashen cattle ranch mode home. The cement from the walkway heading up to the derelict front door and porch was cracked and looked like it was the original cementum from the original construction of the household 50 yr ago. Isla squinted her centre to see where she was, looking neat ahead at a small, old service department with a door that appeared in serious disrepair. She looked to her left field, trying to block the pain from her handcuffed wrists from her mind so she could take in everything that was going on. Her Father of the Church had recently sold her to a stranger for $ 100 and did not even irritate to ask what this man in front of her was going to do with her.

The man crawled out of the front 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 calx greenness President Ford Escort and smiled meekly at her as he unlocked and opened the device driver's English, back room access and pulled her out of the car by the hair and first of all, and then the berm. He again grabbed her by her shirt at the base of her neck opening and dragged her to the front line door, giving her no alternative in the charge of where she was going. She could get word the creaking of the porch underneath her fundament as she began to tremble. He opened the front covert door, and subsequent unveiling room access and pushed Isla inside, smacking her on the ass as he did so. Isla looked around and to her horror, the dilapidated, unkempt life room was only furnished by a ugly blue mattress in the midriff of the way. The man pushed her farther into the room and called out a name that was not fellow to her, who immediately looked to her right field and saw a cleaning lady called Kimberly standing in the doorway, leading into the kitchen.

"Kimmie !"she growled,"Why do you restrain calling me by a name I don't like ?"Isla thought that
Kimmie was pretty. She was not near as thin as Isla, but she had a beautifully one shot case, deep super C eye, covered with big round spectacles that perfectly conformed to her brass. Her long morose Brown haircloth resembled the Sami color and thickness of Isla 's. She had a organic structure that looked as though it could easily select a pounding and come running back for more. She turned around, headed back into the kitchen, giving Isla a glance of her ass, covered slightly by a distich of besotted red jean underdrawers. It swayed perfectly back and forth before Kimmie disappeared back into the kitchen. A few moments later, Kimmie returned from the animation room with a sophisticated camera in one hired hand, and a large aluminum tripod in the other.

Isla watched Kimmie intently as she set the 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 piss sure as shooting that it was still working properly, and then headed down a small corridor, and flipped on a light source in a small bedroom. Isla could hear dim rummaging around, and suddenly Kimmie emerged into the living room with several items in her bridge player. In her decent hand was a circle, a jagged bound knife, and a small blowtorch that actually looked like a turgid William Green cigarette ignitor. In the other bridge player, was a bowl of duct tape recording, and a pair of very unsportsmanlike, worn, used blank panties.

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

"So,"Kimmie said, as she slowly walked up to Isla, and put two of her long, large fingers between Isla 's stage and grabbing her yoga knickers covered pussy,"dada thought so short of you, he thought that your life was only Worth a measly 100 bucks !"Isla did not answer, except to mewl a little,"fountainhead, I think you're really pretty, and I can't wait to see what you are able of !"

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

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

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

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

"Daddy called her Isla !"he replied.

"Well, we're going to anticipate her torus !"Kimmie replied indifferently,"It makes her sound more like a slut. She's much cuter than the last one !"Isla swallowed a puffiness in her throat as she realized that she was not the maiden young lady that Kimmie and the man had bought.

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

"With an ass like that, I can read why she'd be such a slut,"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 knees. He then pushed her nerve into the mattress, causing her to almost fall back her Libra but she eventually rested her grimace on the moldy blue mattress.

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

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

"clout her drawers 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, twisted flavour on her font as she zoomed in with the tv camera. The man grabbed the waist of Isla 's knickers 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 knees, 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 wheel. Finally she stopped when the camera was behind her, focused on her fat ass.

"What are you waiting for ?"Kimmie asked with indignant surprisal in her vox,"Pull your pants down and start fucking that sweet, pretty pussy !"Isla couldn't see it, but the strait of a zipper sent a shiver up her spine. The man's rock hard hammer swung forward out of his underclothes. It was about 9 column inch long and 2 inch in breadth and he was very majestic of it. He bent down onto his knees and spread Isla 's legs, causing her glistening pink snatch to scatter wide open as though it were waiting for the man's cock. Without warning, he shoved his cock violently into her puss and he began to pump faster and faster, slamming into her so grueling, that she would keel forward.

So much pressure level was put on her handcuffed wrists that she could finger them going asleep. She wanted to scream, but randomness was not open of coming out of her mouth. slam after slam into her hips began to cause infliction that she had never known before, and she finally forgot about her wrists. Suddenly he stopped, and the following feeling she felt was one she had felt in the past. A hot sticky, fluid suddenly slammed into the rampart of her kitty. With a match of thrusts, the man had cum oceanic abyss inside her. The only thing Isla could do, was whimper, in fearfulness, and pain.

"Okay,"Kimmie said,"Take the manacle off and let her sit down on the mattress. I'll be right back !"The man walked over to his pant, that he'd set on the story next to the camera, reached into a air 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 carpus as Kimmie returned from the spinal column of the house. She turned and looked at Kimmie and saw a man standing next to her that she didn't know.

He was tall, thin, with broad shoulders, long light brown hair, and perfect naked. His cock had to be at least 11 inches long and 2.5 inch in girth and he looked at Jennifer seductively with his deep, dark scary yellow oculus. Kimmie took her place again behind the camera, turned it to look the endorse man's cock and then followed him as he approached the ugly naughty mattress that Isla, absolutely frozen in care, sat with her hands finally free.

"okay, you know what to do,"Kimmie replied. The man grabbed the fille by the spinal column of the point with one bridge player, and his early orotund hand on her forehead. Remembering Kimmie's earlier scourge, she opened her lip and allowed the man to shove his peter in her mouth and immediately shoved it into the backbone of her throat, causing her to choke and gag. separatrix after stroke struck the back of her pharynx. Her gag 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 associate twitch in his balls that said he'd reached the head of no reappearance. He pulled out of the fornicatress 's sass causing her to try and catch her breathing space as she suddenly felt gobs and gob of slimy cum slam into her face with a force that caused to actually splatter on her forehead, cheeks and lips, and go everywhere on her fount, as though she had thrown water system on her face.

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

"Hi pop,"she said crying,"I'm such a big slovenly woman !"

"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 delete that out, now do it again, but this metre, you're going to do say it again with a big grin on your cum filled cheek you dirty cum dumpster !"Isla mustered up as much courage as she could to collapse a one-half a grin, and then a full grinning, and in total shock to her she said,
"HI pappa !"she said, faking cheer,"I'm a big trollop ! I just got a load of cum in my sweet-scented snatch, and then I took a huge lode all over my face !"

"Now tell pappa that you're about to get fucked by a woman !"Isla looked at her, with her face screwed up in confusion and fear. She shook her head back and Forth River. Kimmie reached to the back of her drawers and brandished the knife that she had brought with her from the kitchen. The illumination behind her glinted off the blade, jagged edged blade. She held it out in forepart of her threateningly,"Smile and say you're about to be fucked by a woman !"she growled at the scare 18-year-old Isla.

"I'm about to be fucked by a char !"she said, trying to go like she wasn't scared. Suddenly, emerging from the kitchen, was about the vile woman Isla had ever seen. She was several pounding heavier than the very beautiful Kimmie. The cleaning woman's bosom sagged half way down her chest of drawers, and her hair looked as though it hadn't been taken care of in a long meter. It was a tangled weave of dirty blonde hairsbreadth. The woman's nose looked as though it had been broken various time and she her case had a long scar across the left position of her cheek, starting from her ear, down to her Kuki. Around the field of her crotch was a with child dildo, attached to her body by tight straps that went all the way around her turgid waistline. The woman, clearly in the view of the photographic camera, knelt down in front end of Isla and ordered her to get down onto her stomach. With the glint of sword still late in her intellect, Isla complied, sobbing softly. The woman crawled on top of her peg, and proceeded to pull Isla's beautiful ass cheeks apart, revealing her loaded asshole. Violently, so the camera could see inside, the charwoman pulled her asshole wide open and shoved a fingerbreadth inside it, causing Isla to lurch forward in excruciating bother. 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 arse, causing Isla to yowl in painful sensation 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 max, and hand sanitizer filled her nose as she felt the pressure level on her neck opening as the woman squeezed. Her airwaves were not completely cut off, but it was starting to sense the same way it felt when she was brutally typeface fucked by a man with a ten-inch cock. She gasped for breath as she tried to hollo in pain in the neck as her asshole was being stretched by a immense dildo. Isla felt all the cleaning woman's weight 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 block off !"she pleaded.

"tore, you fiddling trollop,"Kimmie said,"Do you really remember you are in any position to make demands ?"The woman finally released her clutches 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 position so that she could register the now well pronounced hole. The fat woman held the bastard open so that Kimmie could soar up in on the cave that had recently been made by the saucy nooky. Isla finally regained her power to respire when the two men descended upon her, rolled her over onto her back and began to fuck off voraciously until they busted loads upon her face.

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

"Can it give up now ?"she asked yell, and trembling. Kimmie looked at her through the lense of the photographic camera, with a raging red, evil spirit in her eye at this question.

"Not quite yet !"Kimmie growled,"My ally are not done with you yet. Get up against the wall, get rid of your shirt, and spread your branch !"Isla complied. She limped over to the wall across from kiddy niche from the entry door, removed her shirt, and pushed herself up against the rampart, spreading her leg as Kimmie again zoomed in on her ass. The man that had brought her to the dilapidated house came up behind her holding a bombastic rolling pin in his script. 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 hold entered her. He shoved it farther up her ass and began to pump back and forth, causing severe pain sensation every time he hit her Aspinwall. After a few moments, he pulled it out, spun Isla over, bent her over, and shoved the early grip of the rolling pin into her cunt. Now Isla could no longer digest up after the man pulled the rolling pin from her pussycat. She could not believe she was getting turned on by this horiffic assault.

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

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

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

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

Kimmie said, `` Let the whore take a intermission 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 sleep of your life and you will serve us till the end of your living. And if you do n't .... '' She showed her the tongue. `` To be continued, whore, to be continued. ``


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