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monition : It is violent at times.


slave Isla

"She is all yours !"gull told the man with the oleaginous blond haircloth and glasses that were way too with child for his thin face. A $ 100 bill left the long bony fingers of his right hand. It fluttered on its way to the background when the fille's father reached out with his correctly handwriting and grabbed it, pulling it to him as he immediately placed it into his back air pocket. His dark brown middle 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 squiffy sexy yoga drawers. Her retentive red hair flowed down her back and flapped gently in the gentle wind. Isla stood adjacent to her male parent, on the sidewalk, with her face twisted up in revulsion as he sold her to a man he knew very slight 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 farseeing he'd been so pissed at her. Her father had caught her in bed with his dependable friend the end time, and since he'd already dealt with him, running him out of township on a railing, with $ 500 and a threat to throw him in jail if he ever saw his case again.

The thought of his best admirer's cum sprawled across Isla 's boldness enraged Mark almost to the point of lowering the Price of my girl's trunk down to $ 50. She was a chintzy slut and it was sentence 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 prole ”. Shadows flung across the street and slightly over grade 's driveway as he stood there looking at this man who was about to charter his girl off his helping hand. The man could not stop looking at how the sun glared off his daughter's whisker. His regard would occasionally ferment its way down Isla's body, and stop at her crotch.

"Make her turn around, so I can get a respectable aspect at her from hindquarters,"the man ordered Isla's father. Isla looked at her Fatherhood with the look of,"You can't be good !"

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

"Shut up and do what the man says !"he said as a rent 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 promising blank yoga pants riding up her ass, indicating that she was not wearing any panties, much to the man's joy. He poked, and prodded her. He reached around and grabbed her tit, which were little 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 knack at the shank, causing her ass to cohere out even further. The man slid his manus inside her drawers and moved his deal between her ass face and to her horror, began to rub her shaven 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 fine,"he said to me,"Put her in these."He reached behind him, and pulled a set of constabulary issue cuff 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 German mark away, but he was far too powerful for her, and he finally got the steel bracelet around her depart radiocarpal joint, and he violently pulled her right arm behind her back, and within indorsement, she was in the cuff. Isla 's beginner squeezed the bracelets until they were firmly around her carpus, causing them to hurt to the distributor point where she complained.

"I've known Jon for 30 twelvemonth, 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 pop !"she sobbed uncontrollably,"Please don't do this !"

"Get this girl out of my quite a little !"The man grabbed the rear of cross 's daughter's red blouse at the fundament of the neck, and forced her to walk forward, handcuffed, to the ugly calcium oxide K Ford Escort. It looked as though it had been crudely painted with a rouge light touch in order to mask the original color of the car. The man opened the indorse door of the car, and much like a police force officer, escorted the girl into the support seat, and closed the door. He then turned to mark, bowed, manipulated his long moustache with his rectify helping hand, thanked him, and crawled into the front fanny. He started the car and drove down the street. Mark breathed a sigh of substitute. Isla was off his hands. It was not only his best ally who treated his girl like a cheap little jade, it was Mark himself, by actually selling her for $ 100, asking for no details as to what was going to happen next.

The modest house on the end of Ithiel Town was falling apart. Shingles were loose from the roof and about to settle to the grandiloquent grass in the front and back of the white cattle farm style dwelling house. The cementum from the walkway heading up to the broken-down movement door and porch was cracked and looked like it was the original cementum from the pilot structure of the theatre 50 geezerhood ago. Isla squinted her eyes to see where she was, looking unbent ahead at a small, old garage with a doorway that appeared in good disrepair. She looked to her left, trying to forget the hurting from her handcuff wrists from her mind so she could accept in everything that was going on. Her Church Father had recently sold her to a stranger for $ 100 and did not even get to 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 slimy lime Green Gerald Ford Escort and smiled meekly at her as he unlocked and opened the driver's side of meat, 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 choice in the focusing of where she was going. She could hear the creaking of the porch underneath her feet as she began to tremble. He opened the front 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 horror, the dilapidated, unkempt living elbow room was only furnished by a ugly aristocratic mattress in the center of the room. The man pushed her farther into the way and called out a name that was not familiar to her, who immediately looked to her rightfield and saw a charwoman called Kimberly standing in the room access, leading into the kitchen.

"Kimmie !"she growled,"Why do you hold open calling me by a name I don't like ?"Isla thought that
Kimmie was pretty. She was not near as lose weight as Isla, but she had a beautifully labialize fount, bass green heart, covered with big turn spectacles that perfectly conformed to her face. Her long dark brownish hairsbreadth resembled the Saami color and thickness of Isla 's. She had a torso that looked as though it could easily take a hammering and amount 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 yoke of compressed red jean boxershorts. It swayed perfectly back and Forth River before Kimmie disappeared back into the kitchen. A few moments later, Kimmie returned from the living room with a doctor up camera in one hand, and a vauntingly aluminum tripod in the other.

Isla watched Kimmie intently as she set the camera up on the face-to-face incline of the elbow room from the now dark threshold leading into the kitchen. She placed it on the tripod and turned the tv camera on, tested it, to take sure that it was still working properly, and then headed down a low corridor, and flipped on a Light Within in a small sleeping accommodation. Isla could listen timid rummaging around, and suddenly Kimmie emerged into the living elbow room with several token in her manpower. In her ripe hand was a rophy, a jagged edge knife, and a small blowtorch that actually looked like a magnanimous greenish cigarette lighter. In the other handwriting, was a roll of duct tape, and a pair of very grime, careworn, used blanched panties.

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

"So,"Kimmie said, as she slowly walked up to Isla, and put two of her long, prominent fingers between Isla 's ramification and grabbing her yoga pants covered pussy,"Daddy thought so niggling of you, he thought that your life was only worth a measly 100 bucks !"Isla did not answer, except to whimper a short,"wellspring, 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 mouth ?"Kimmie growled angrily,"You are prosperous 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 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 fast than it looked.

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

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

"dada called her Isla !"he replied.

"Well, we're going to call in her Tori !"Kimmie replied indifferently,"It makes her go more like a loose woman. She's a great deal precious than the last one !"Isla swallowed a lump in her pharynx as she realized that she was not the first young lady that Kimmie and the man had bought.

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

"With an ass like that, I can infer why she'd be such a loose woman,"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 articulatio genus. He then pushed her face into the mattress, causing her to almost suffer her balance but she eventually rested her face on the moldy blue mattress.

"Okay Tori,"Kimmie said as she bent down, and got look to face with Isla,"There are two ways this can go down. You can either do what you are told, and subsist as long as potential, or you can fight, and die right away !"

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

"Pull her pants down,"Kimmie ordered the man as she stood up, walked over to the photographic camera, and pushed criminal record. She focused in on Isla. She could the frightened, bend face on her nerve as she zoomed in with the camera. The man grabbed the waist of Isla 's pants and pulled them down, revealing the perfectly smooth flesh of her ass. He was rightfield ! She was not wearing any pantie. He pulled them around her knees, off her fundament, and toss away 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 surprise in her voice,"Pull your trouser down and start fucking that sweet, pretty cunt !"Isla couldn't see it, but the sound of a zipper sent a tremble up her spur. The man's rock-and-roll hard shaft swung forward out of his underclothing. It was about 9 in long and 2 inches in width and he was very majestic of it. He bent down onto his knees and spread Isla 's legs, causing her glistening pink pussy to spread all-encompassing open 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 voiceless, that she would lurch forward.

So often pressure was put on her handcuffed wrists that she could feel them going dull. She wanted to hollo, but noise was not capable of coming out of her mouth. shaft after slam into her rose hip began to get pain that she had never known before, and she finally forgot about her carpus. Suddenly he stopped, and the next notion she felt was one she had felt in the past. A hot sticky, fluid suddenly slammed into the bulwark of her pussy. With a twosome of poke, the man had cum deep inside her. The alone thing Isla could do, was whimper, in reverence, and pain.

"Okay,"Kimmie said,"issue the handcuffs off and let her sit down on the mattress. I'll be right back !"The man walked over to his pants, that he'd set on the level 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 back of the family. She turned and looked at Kimmie and saw a man standing future to her that she didn't know.

He was grandiloquent, tenuous, with spacious berm, long wanton embrown hair's-breadth, and stark naked. His turncock had to be at least 11 inch long and 2.5 inches in cinch and he looked at Jennifer seductively with his trench, dark scary yellow eyes. Kimmie took her post again behind the camera, turned it to face up the indorse man's pecker and then followed him as he approached the ugly blue 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 girl by the back of the head with one hand, and his other expectant hand on her forehead. Remembering Kimmie's earlier threat, she opened her mouth and allowed the man to shove his peter in her mouth and immediately shoved it into the back of her throat, causing her to choke and gag. chance event after stroke struck the back of her throat. Her gag reflex almost caused her to throw up on his turncock, but he pulled out just far enough to let her breathe a trivial bit. In and out she he went. Faster and faster he went until he felt that familiar twitch in his ball that said he'd reached the head of no proceeds. He pulled out of the slut 's backtalk causing her to try and captivate her breathing place as she suddenly felt gobs and heaps of slimy cum jibe into her face with a force that caused to actually spill on her frontal bone, cheeks and sassing, and go everywhere on her face, as though she had thrown water on her face.

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

"Hi pop,"she said outcry,"I'm such a big slut !"

"Why the underworld 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 clock time, 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 much courage as she could to crack a half a smile, and then a wide-cut smiling, and in amount stupor to her she said,
"HI Daddy !"she said, faking cheer,"I'm a big slut ! I just got a shipment of cum in my mellisonant twat, and then I took a immense load all over my face !"

"Now tell pappa that you're about to get fucked by a womanhood !"Isla looked at her, with her face screwed up in confusion and concern. She shook her head back and Forth River. Kimmie reached to the binding of her pants and brandished the tongue that she had brought with her from the kitchen. The light behind her glinted off the steel, jagged edged blade. She held it out in front of her threateningly,"smiling and say you're about to be fucked by a char !"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 pounds heavier than the very beautiful Kimmie. The woman's pap sagged half way down her chest, and her hair looked as though it hadn't been taken care of in a foresighted meter. It was a tangled weave of dirty blonde hair. The woman's nose looked as though it had been broken several multiplication and she her face had a hanker scar across the entrust incline of her cheek, starting from her ear, down to her chin. Around the area of her privates was a large dildo, attached to her body by sozzled strap that went all the way around her large waistline. The charwoman, clearly in the view of the camera, knelt down in front man of Isla and ordered her to get down onto her belly. With the glint of steel still trench in her mind, Isla complied, sobbing softly. The woman crawled on top of her legs, and proceeded to draw out Isla's beautiful ass cheeks apart, revealing her compressed motherfucker. Violently, so the camera could see inside, the woman pulled her asshole blanket open and shoved a finger inside it, causing Isla to lurch forward in excruciating pain. She dug out a thermionic valve of lubricant from under the mattress and rubbed on Isla 's virgin rosebud. Then without warning, the expectant strap-on dildo made its way inside her asshole, causing Isla to roar 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 scent of soap, and hand sanitizer filled her nose as she felt the pressure on her cervix 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 present fucked by a man with a ten-inch shaft. She gasped for breath as she tried to shout out in pain as her asshole was being stretched by a vast dildo. Isla felt all the woman's weight on her backrest as the pain in her shit increased as the womanhood squeezed her neck opening even harder.

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

"torus, you little slovenly woman,"Kimmie said,"Do you really think you are in any locating to make demand ?"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 view so that she could record the now well pronounced muddle. The fat woman held the asshole surface so that Kimmie could zoom in on the cave that had recently been made by the fresh fucking. 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 loads upon her face.

Now it was time for the net 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 wrestlers, grabbed her by either arm and dragged her like a rag doll across the room and to a foul wall.

"Can it quit now ?"she asked crying, and trembling. Kimmie looked at her through the lens of the photographic 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 wall, move out your shirt, and open 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 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 mitt. 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 horror 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 dangerous pain in the neck every time he hit her Costa Rican colon. After a few moments, he pulled it out, gyrate Isla over, bow her over, and shoved the other handgrip of the rolling pin into her pussy. Now Isla could no longer suffer up after the man pulled the rolling pin from her pussy. She could not believe she was getting turned on by this horiffic ravishment.

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

She came so hard 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 cunt on the mattress and spank the tinker's dam outta her ! ``

The guy with the 10 column inch tool 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 farseeing 15 minutes until he came. Isla had cum 3 to 4 meter in this duration.

Kimmie said, `` Let the whore require a break now. '' Isla looked up at her, hardly daring to think 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 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. ``


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