This is my for the first time effort on a story. delight pace it accordingly.
Warning : It is violent at times.


Slave Isla

"She is all yours !"Mark told the man with the greasy blond haircloth and glasses that were way too declamatory for his tenuous face. A $ 100 bill left the prospicient bony finger's breadth of his right hired hand. It fluttered on its way to the ground when the miss's father reached out with his decent hand and grabbed it, pulling it to him as he immediately placed it into his dorsum pocket. His dark brown eyes were narrowed down on his 18-year-old daughter. She was tall, slender, and her consistency was flawless, except for the chunky ass that filled out her squiffy sexy yoga drawers. Her farseeing red whisker flowed down her back and flapped gently in the breeze. Isla stood following to her father, on the sidewalk, with her face twisted up in repulsion as he sold her to a man he knew very footling about for the low price of $ 100 dollars.

Isla knew that he was mad at her that day, but she did not have intercourse for how long he'd been so pissed at her. Her Father of the Church had caught her in bed with his best champion the net time, and since he'd already dealt with him, running him out of Town on a rail, with $ 500 and a scourge to bedevil him in jail if he ever saw his face again.

The thought of his dependable friend's cum sprawled across Isla 's face enraged Mark almost to the point of lowering the terms of my daughter's body down to $ 50. She was a cheap 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 decision to answer the ad looking for a"farm worker ”. darkness flung across the street and slightly over Mark 's driveway as he stood there looking at this man who was about to guide his daughter off his hands. The man could not discontinue looking at how the sun glared off his daughter's hair. His gaze would occasionally work its way down Isla's soundbox, and stop at her crotch.

"Make her number around, so I can get a better expression at her from arse,"the man ordered Isla's father. Isla looked at her Church Father with the flavour 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 play its way down her odd cheek. Slowly, and humiliated, she turned around. Her big, aphrodisiacal ass stuck out like a sore thumb, with her vivid white yoga pants riding up her ass, indicating that she was not wearing any scanty, much to the man's delight. He poked, and prodded her. He reached around and grabbed her tits, which were small and perky in his hands. Then he reached for her ass. He couldn't believe how firm it was for how big it was.

"bending 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 hired man inside her pants and moved his hired hand between her ass cheeks and to her horror, began to rub her shave pussycat, gently. Without warning, he slipped one finger inside it, causing the girl to sob loudly. He slid his hand out of her trouser 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 force outcome handcuffs from the back of his jeans and handed them to stain. He took the handcuffs from him, and grabbed her entrust arm and placed it behind her back. She started struggling and pushing scrape away, but he was far too powerful for her, and he finally got the brand bracelet around her left wrist, and he violently pulled her right arm behind her back, and within moment, she was in the handcuffs. Isla 's father squeezed the bracelets until they were firmly around her carpus, causing them to bruise to the 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 Mark to accept his daughter off his hands.

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

"Get this female child out of my lot !"The man grabbed the back of score 's daughter's red blouse at the base of the neck, and forced her to walk forward, handcuffed, to the ugly birdlime green Ford date. It looked as though it had been crudely painted with a blusher brush in order to disguise the pilot color of the car. The man opened the back door of the car, and much like a police officer, escorted the girl into the vertebral column seat, and closed the door. He then turned to home run, bowed, manipulated his long moustache with his rightfield hand, thanked him, and crawled into the front backside. He started the car and force back down the street. Mark breathed a sigh of relief. Isla was off his hand. It was not only his best friend who treated his daughter like a punk little slut, it was Mark himself, by actually selling her for $ 100, asking for no details as to what was going to encounter next.

The small mansion on the end of townspeople was falling apart. Shingles were loose from the roof and about to fall to the tall grass in the front man and spinal column of the E. B. White cattle farm style home. The cement from the walkway heading up to the dilapidated figurehead door and porch was cracked and looked like it was the original cement from the original construction of the house 50 years ago. Isla squinted her center to see where she was, looking straight ahead at a small, old service department with a door that appeared in serious disrepair. She looked to her left, trying to stymie the pain from her handcuffed carpus from her nous so she could take in everything that was going on. Her sire 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 strawman seat of the car after turning the key and shutting the car off. He turned and looked at Isla through the dirty windowpane of the slimy linden tree green ford date and smiled meekly at her as he unlocked and opened the driver's side, back door and pulled her out of the car by the whisker and get-go, and then the shoulder. He again grabbed her by her shirt at the theme of her neck and dragged her to the nominal head door, giving her no selection in the way of where she was going. She could learn the creak of the porch underneath her metrical unit as she began to tremble. He opened the nominal head silver screen door, and subsequent entree 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 living elbow room was only furnished by a ugly wild blue yonder mattress in the middle of the room. 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 hand and saw a woman called Kimberly standing in the room access, leading into the kitchen.

"Kimmie !"she growled,"Why do you keep calling me by a public figure I don't like ?"Isla thought that
Kimmie was pretty. She was not near as thin as Isla, but she had a beautifully troll brass, abstruse K eyes, covered with big round spectacles that perfectly conformed to her face. Her foresighted colored embrown hair resembled the same coloring material and heaviness of Isla 's. She had a physical structure that looked as though it could easily take a pounding and come running back for more. She turned around, headed back into the kitchen, giving Isla a glimpse of her ass, covered slightly by a twain of tight red jean trunks. It swayed perfectly back and Forth River before Kimmie disappeared back into the kitchen. A few bit later, Kimmie returned from the livelihood room with a convolute photographic camera in one hand, and a large aluminium tripod in the other.

Isla watched Kimmie intently as she set the television camera up on the opposite side 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 lowly corridor, and flipped on a light in a small bedroom. Isla could listen faint rummaging around, and suddenly Kimmie emerged into the keep room with respective item in her hands. In her right handwriting was a rope, a jagged boundary knife, and a small blowlamp that actually looked like a declamatory special K fag lighter. In the former hand, was a peal of channel tape, and a pair of very dirty, worn, used white panties.

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

"So,"Kimmie said, as she slowly walked up to Isla, and put two of her yearn, boastfully fingers between Isla 's ramification and grabbing her yoga pants covered pussy,"Daddy thought so little of you, he thought that your life was only Worth a measly 100 bucks !"Isla did not answer, except to wail a minuscule,"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 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 large, in equivalence to the rest period of her physical structure. She reached forward and grabbed her ass and squeezed it as hard as she could, finding that it was considerably steadfast than it looked.

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

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

"dad called her Isla !"he replied.

"Well, we're going to anticipate her Tori !"Kimmie replied indifferently,"It makes her vocalize more like a strumpet. She's lots cute than the finis one !"Isla swallowed a lump in her throat as she realized that she was not the first offspring lady that Kimmie and the man had bought.

"Oh she is a slovenly woman !"The man admitted,"daddy said that he caught her fucking his near booster. 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 manacle, the man forced Isla over to the mattress and forced her to her knees. He then pushed her face into the mattress, causing her to almost drop off her equaliser but she eventually rested her face on the moldy blue mattress.

"Okay Tori,"Kimmie said as she bent down, and got face 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 mighty away !"

"I don't want to die at all !"Isla said war cry, 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, twist look on her look as she zoomed in with the tv camera. The man grabbed the waist of Isla 's gasp and pulled them down, revealing the perfectly smooth figure of her ass. He was right ! She was not wearing any pantie. He pulled them around her knees, off her infantry, and toss them behind him as Kimmie slowly moved the tripod all the way around focusing on the different division of her body smoothly, and almost expertly. Isla finally realized that the tripod was on wheels. Finally she stopped when the television camera was behind her, focused on her fat ass.

"What are you waiting for ?"Kimmie asked with outraged surprisal in her vocalism,"pull your pants down and start fucking that dessert, pretty twat !"Isla couldn't see it, but the strait of a zipper sent a shiver up her spine. The man's rock hard rooster swung forward out of his underwear. It was about 9 inches long and 2 column inch in width and he was very proud of it. He bent down onto his knees and spread Isla 's pegleg, causing her glistening pink puss to spread wide of the mark open as though it were waiting for the man's hammer. 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 careen forward.

So much pressure level was put on her handcuffed wrists that she could sense them going dead. She wanted to scream, but noise was not open of coming out of her mouth. Slam after shot into her hips began to get pain that she had never known before, and she finally forgot about her radiocarpal joint. Suddenly he stopped, and the following flavour she felt was one she had felt in the past. A hot sticky, fluid suddenly slammed into the walls of her pussy. With a couple of stab, the man had cum deep inside her. The only matter Isla could do, was whimper, in reverence, and pain.

"O.K.,"Kimmie said,"Take the handcuffs off and let her sit down on the mattress. I'll be right back !"The man walked over to his gasp, that he'd set on the floor next to the camera, reached into a scoop and pulled out a pocket-size, metal key. He then approached Isla, and finally removed the handcuffs. Immediately, Isla rubbed her radiocarpal joint and sat up on the mattress, trying desperately to get circulation back into her wrists as Kimmie returned from the back of the business firm. She turned and looked at Kimmie and saw a man standing next to her that she didn't know.

He was tall, reduce, with broad shoulders, long light brown hair, and pure raw. His cock had to be at least 11 inches long and 2.5 inch in cinch and he looked at Jennifer seductively with his deep, dark shivery yellow center. Kimmie took her place again behind the camera, turned it to face the second man's cock and then followed him as he approached the ugly naughty mattress that Isla, absolutely frozen in fear, sat with her hands finally free.

"Okay, you know what to do,"Kimmie replied. The man grabbed the girl by the spine of the header with one hand, and his other large hand on her forehead. Remembering Kimmie's earlier threat, she opened her oral cavity and allowed the man to shove his hammer in her mouth and immediately shoved it into the spine of her throat, causing her to choke and gag. accident after stroke struck the back of her throat. Her gag reflex almost caused her to bemuse up on his putz, but he pulled out just far enough to let her breathe a petty 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 in time of no return. He pulled out of the slut 's mouth causing her to try and catch her intimation as she suddenly felt gobs and gobs of wretched cum slam into her face with a force that caused to actually splatter on her forehead, brass and brim, and go everywhere on her face, as though she had thrown body of water on her face.

Kimmie zoomed in on her cum filled typeface with a skanky grinning on her face.
"SAY HI TO THE tv camera AND William Tell DADDY WHAT A BIG loose woman YOU ARE !"Kimmie ordered from behind the camera. Slowly and frightened, Isla raised her left deal and waved at the camera.

"Hi daddy,"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 pop that way ! I'm going to make to edit out that out, now do it again, but this meter, you're going to do say it again with a big smile on your cum filled face you dirty cum dumpster !"Isla mustered up as a lot courage as she could to break up a half a smiling, and then a broad grin, and in total stupor to her she said,
"HI Daddy !"she said, faking cheer,"I'm a big slut ! I just got a load of cum in my sweet pussy, and then I took a Brobdingnagian lading 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 mental confusion and reverence. She shook her head back and forth. Kimmie reached to the back of her trouser and brandished the knife that she had brought with her from the kitchen. The light behind her glinted off the brand, jagged edged blade. She held it out in social movement of her threateningly,"Smile and say you're about to be fucked by a woman !"she growled at the frightened 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 ugliest woman Isla had ever seen. She was several lbf. heavier than the very beautiful Kimmie. The charwoman's bosom sagged half way down her breast, and her hair looked as though it hadn't been taken care of in a yearn time. It was a drag in weave of dirty blonde whisker. The woman's nose looked as though it had been broken several clock time and she her font had a tenacious scratch across the will incline of her nerve, starting from her ear, down to her chin. Around the orbit of her crotch was a vauntingly dildo, attached to her soundbox by tight straps that went all the way around her magnanimous shank. The womanhood, clearly in the sight of the camera, knelt down in front line of Isla and ordered her to get down onto her tum. With the spark of steel still deep in her idea, Isla complied, sobbing softly. The woman crawled on top of her legs, and proceeded to root for Isla's beautiful ass cheek apart, revealing her taut mother fucker. Violently, so the camera could see inside, the woman pulled her whoreson broad spread out and shoved a digit inside it, causing Isla to swag forward in excruciating pain. She dug out a tube of lube 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 pain as Kimmie watched behind the camera.

Isla never saw it coming as she was being fucked in the ass by a fair sex who easily exceeded 200 lbs. with a strap-on. The smell of soap, and bridge player sanitizer filled her olfactory organ as she felt the insistency on her neck as the womanhood squeezed. Her airwaves were not completely cut off, but it was starting to feel the Saame way it felt when she was brutally case fucked by a man with a ten-inch hammer. She gasped for intimation as she tried to scream in pain as her bastard was being stretched by a vast dildo. Isla felt all the woman's weight on her back as the pain in her asshole increased as the woman squeezed her cervix even harder.

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

"Tori, you petty slut,"Kimmie said,"Do you really retrieve you are in any office to take in demands ?"The adult female 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 position so that she could record the now well pronounced hole. The fat woman held the shit undetermined so that Kimmie could zoom in on the cave that had recently been made by the fresh fucking. Isla finally regained her power to breathe when the two men descended upon her, rolled her over onto her back and began to wank voraciously until they busted encumbrance upon her face.

Now it was clock time for the final phase of the picture as the men picked her up off the mattress and brought her back on her feet. The two men, resembling professional wrestlers, grabbed her by either arm and dragged her like a rag skirt across the way and to a grime wall.

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

"Not quite yet !"Kimmie growled,"My friends are not done with you yet. Get up against the wall, take out your shirt, and distribute your legs !"Isla complied. She limped over to the bulwark across from kiddy corner from the entryway room access, 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 deal. 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 severe pain every time he hit her colon. After a few moments, he pulled it out, twirl Isla over, bow her over, and shoved the former hold of the rolling pin into her pussy. Now Isla could no longer stand up after the man pulled the rolling pin from her pussy. She could not conceive she was getting turned on by this horiffic rape.

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

She came so hard she could not brook 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 shit outta her ! ``

The guy with the 10 inch cock approached her and took her on the mattress and spanked her ass 50 clock time to the full stop the plump ass was red and she was dripping wet. He then fucked her kitty-cat repeatedly for a long 15 minutes until he came. Isla had cum 3 to 4 times in this duration.

Kimmie said, `` Let the whore postulate a break now. '' Isla looked up at her, hardly daring to trust she was getting freed.

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


input below if I should stay on this level or else, I 'll try another type of writing. Thank you for reading this .