Chapter 13
After she had enjoyed a good meal, Marilyn was taken to Cozayne's office. A maid wearing a white nylon uniform ushered her into a bedroom. Off the bedroom she pointed to the shower and bathtub.
"I'm supposed to help you bathe," she told her. "I'm preparing you."
"For what?" Marilyn asked suspiciously.
"Cozayne will tell you later," the woman snapped.
It bothered Marilyn to be treated like this. At every turn she could see she was in a problem situation. She wondered if it would ever end.
A short while later she was being bathed. Following a bath, she took a shower. Then she was rubbed down and scented with perfume. After that she was given some clothes. At last she was beginning to feel human. She thought perhaps her parents had come for her.
She was ushered out into the prison chiefs office. Cozayne came in and looked very austere. He looked her over from head to toe.
"You look very beautiful," he noted.
He examined her as he walked around her.
"You look beautiful enough to be a princess from Haiti."
Finally she asked him what he had in mind.
"I was thinking," he told her, "that you might enjoy being my mistress. That is a great honor that I'm willing to confer on you."
She shook her head.
"Please, let me free."
Cozayne was so angry that he walked over to Marilyn and slapped her face.
"What a dreadful thing for you to say," he explained in a rage. "You are an ungrateful wretch."
Marilyn was sobbing now.
"Don't cry," he shrieked. "If there is anything I hate it is a crying woman."
Realizing her tears were having no affect, she ceased crying.
"Now that's more like it," he told her emphatically. "I want you to cooperate with me. I have been very thoughtful of you here. Today you have had a breakfast. You have a maid who has bathed you and you look very nice."
It was difficult for Marilyn to believe she could look nice after having endured the various torments that she had been forced to go through ever since she had been in prison in Haiti.
"I will let you begin again to make your decision."
Marilyn realized she had better make the correct decision.
"I'm greatly honored to be asked to be your mistress," she told him.
He smiled delightedly as he looked at her.
"I'm glad to hear you say that," he told her.
She was pleased that he acted this way.
"Now, young lady," he told her, "I am going to send you home with one of my guards. You will be waiting for me there tonight when I come home."
Moments later she was ushered out to an automobile that was waiting in the parking lot.
"I wish you would help me get my freedom," she suggested slyly.
The guard shook his head an laughed.
"You are a very fortunate girl," he told her. "Cozayne cares for you."
She shook her head grimly.
"I wish he cared enough for me to give me my freedom."
Recognizing the impossibility of this, the guard shook his head. "You can't have that."
With temper in her heart, Marilyn realized her plight.
"All right," she nodded, "so I can't have my freedom."
She was tormented and bothered by the truths that she was facing. However, she was determined not to let anything upset her.
They drove to the outskirts of the village. When she saw the pleasant-looking, white stucco house that Cozayne lived in, she realized that she was fortunate. It was far better than the ugly confines of the prison.
The guard walked her into the house and she observed a swimming pool in the back. There would be nothing more that she would begin to enjoy than a dip in the pool. The guard nodded.
"If you want to go swimming, all right. But you will have to swim in the nude."
That didn't bother Marilyn. She stripped. Hastily she plunged into the cool blue waters. She swam from one side to the other with such speed that she surprised even herself. Perhaps it was a sensation of being free at last.
Finally after she had enjoyed herself, she pulled out of the pool. She looked up at the guard who stood naked before her. He jumped into the water and went swimming, too. And then when she got back in the water, he swam over to her. Pulling out of the water he gripped her shoulders. She felt his tense, rigid penis throbbing between her legs. Thinking of an angle that might stop him from assaulting her sexually, she hastily gave him a warning.
"Cozayne wouldn't like this," she reminded him.
He laughed.
"Cozayne doesn't mind at all. He-likes to watch me fuck his women." Before she could utter a word, she felt his penis slipping into her. He glanced under the water as she watched his rigid cock gliding in smoothly. The black-skinned guard held her shoulders as he vigorously fucked her pussy.
"You can exercise your pussy muscles on my pecker," he suggested, "because we want to make it tight for Cozayne."
Figuring she might as well try to satisfy his carnal lusts, she let her vagina muscles grab at the thrusting, sliding penis.
The guard was delighted and excited. He grinned as he rammed in some more.
"Yes, yes," he cried anxiously, "fuck it. Fuck."
With deliberate hard strokes he continued stabbing into her.
"Yes, yes," he cried anxiously, "that's what I want you to do. Fuck it."
He was driving into her with regular, even cock stabs. Her pussy muscles grabbed at his cock.
"Come on," he told her, "fuck it. Fuck. Fuck."
She enjoyed the thrilling sensations that he was providing.
"Now, now," he cried ecstatically, "fuck. Fuck it."
He went on ramming his huge penis in her. Her pussy muscles exercised magnificently now. She could feel herself starting to juice. The erotic pleasure of his powerful penis stabbing into her brought her there.
"I'm cuming," he cried ecstatically. "Fuck, baby, fuck."
The delicious pleasure that she experienced now as his penis exploded, had her there. His throbbing cock shot her pussy full of sperm. He went on pumping as she milked him for all of his cum.
When she had finished getting him off, she pulled out of the poof and lay in the sunshine. As the hot sun streaked down on her body, she relaxed and enjoyed herself.
That night Cozayne was anxious to have sex with her. He didn't mind it at all that his young, black-skinned guard was present when he decided to do her.
"You want to watch me make love?" he smiled at the guard.
The guard grinned at his boss. Cozayne wasted no time in undressing. He led Marilyn to his bedroom. She got in the middle of the king-sized bed. Spreading her legs for him she patted her pussy. Cozayne propped her blonde ass cheeks up on a pillow. He got his face down in there and began sucking and licking at her.
"Yes, yes," she cried passionately, "lick me. Eat me."
He spared nothing. Sliding a finger up her ass hole he went on tongue fucking her hot, juicy vagina. It didn't take him long to bring her around. As she juiced he licked hungrily.
When he withdrew his tongue from her pussy, he was anxious to have her lick his ass hole. He lowered his buttocks directly over her face.
Marilyn reached up and gripped his hips. Then she got her face right in there and tongue fucked him. That really got him going. Grasping his cock he began jacking off. The guard did the same thing.
The two men were pulling on their penises in an even tempo now. Glancing at each other they chuckled.
"She gives a good ass lick," Cozayne smiled.
She kept her tongue surging in his ass hole as he went on pumping. Cozayne held his swinging balls in one hand and jacked off quickly with the other.
"Open your mouth so you can lick my sweaty nuts," he told her.
She opened her mouth and let him slide his sweaty balls inside. He stroked himself gently now, not wanting to get his climax.
Finally he pulled his balls away from her. And then he aimed his thick prick for her mouth and shoved forward. With a hard, driving stab he jabbed it down her throat.
"Suck it off," he gasped excitedly, "suck it off real quick. Get your mouth right over it and suck the juice out of me."
He held her firmly now. He wasn't going to let her off.
"Ohhh," he exclaimed, "I can feel it caressing the back of your throat."
All at once his cock exploded.
"I'm cuming," he panted as he fucked her face and unloaded.
Pulling his penis out of her, he smiled. He looked at Cozayne.
"Why don't you bring that girl in here?" he demanded.
Going into the hall he returned a moment later with a naked black girl.
"This should be beautiful," the guard grinned.
Immediately the black girl strapped on a dildo handed to her by Cozayne. Marilyn understood what was expected of her. Lying in the middle of the bed and not flinching a muscle, she waited. Even though it was degrading and disgusting to her, she felt it would be best if she didn't make any fuss.
The attractive black girl straddled her and pumped the plastic penis into place. Marilyn watched it gliding in her pussy. She pumped back as if she enjoyed it. That pleased Cozayne. Cozayne told the black girl to roll over on her side. Then he got behind Marilyn. Utilizing some Vaseline for his cock to get it lubricated, he prepared to invade her ass hole. Clasping her buttocks he finally jabbed his thick prick right up her rectum.
"Fuck," he panted as he rammed forward.
Marilyn felt the plastic penis driving in her pussy and now the invasion of the Vaseline-coated cock driving in her ass hole. It was a frightful combination but amazingly enough she was enjoying it. It did feel good.
"I'm in your ass so move it around," Cozayne demanded. "That's what I expect. Do that for me."
She was cooperating fully. She wondered how she ever could stand it.
"Keep your ass moving," he told her. 'That's what I want. Just keep doing it. Just like that."
Marilyn kept her tail twisting. It was a nightmare of torture for her. But she managed to satisfy them both. For the black girl was pressing her big, fleshy boobs against her blonde bosoms. She could see she was sweating and enjoying it. She kept on pumping as if she was a natural lesbian.
At the same time Cozayne was ramming his cock in her ass hole, he looked t his guard.
"I like to have somebody whip my ass when I'm fucking," he declared.
Cozayne wasted no time in pointing to the guard's pants. The guard removed his belt. He lashed it across Cozayne's behind. That improved the pleasure for him. He plunged in now with savage, hard force. Both Cozayne and the beautiful black girl were giving Marilyn a wildly frenzied fuck. Her pussy muscles clamped on the driving dildo. Her ass muscles gripped and twisted as she got it up her butt.
"Fuck me, fuck me," she cried out anxiously. "Screw my ass. Fuck me."
The delicious excitement that she felt now as the two of them screwed her pleased her. She liked having them give it to her both ways. Her ass rocked back and forth as Cozayne socked it to her.
"I want it," she cried anxiously. "Screw me."
He was only too happy to oblige. Driving his prick in her forcefully now, he rammed it up her ass all the way. His big, hairy balls bouncing on her buttocks rhythmically as he did so. At the same time the guard kept the belt lashing across his buttocks. This forced him to fuck her faster. And then he got his rocks off. The hot juices shot up her ass hole.
"I'm cuming," he grunted as he felt his cock unloading in her butt.
Seconds later she and the black girl came at the same time. She could feel her pussy hair juicing and becoming matted as their love juices mingled.
At this point the guard was anxious to get some of the action. As soon as Cozayne pulled his prick from her ass hole, the guard replaced him. He got behind Cozayne and half pulled him off. Then he got his prick in her cum-slick ass. Quickly he plunged his cock up her butt. The black girl pulled the dildo from her pussy and went down on her. It was amazing how good it felt to have the girl eating her box while the guard screwed her ass with his long, slick cock.
"She's enjoying it," Cozayne observed. "I can tell by the way she wiggled her ass."
Indeed she was enjoying it. She kept her butt twisting from side to side as they went on fucking. At the same time she liked to have the black girl's tongue slipping along her erect, swollen clit. She was cuming again now and the girl sucked her hungrily. Seconds later she felt the guard get his gun off. His big black prick exploded in her ass hole. Hot juices surged up her butt.
"Fuck, fuck it," he cried frantically as he finished her off.
Sliding his slick dick from her butt, he slapped her there.
"Best piece of ass I've had in a long time," he told her.
Marilyn felt as if she had lost her personality. She had become a mechanical screw. Her feelings didn't matter. The only thing that counted was the satisfaction that she could bring to the men who desired her body.
Finally she was left alone. She took a shower and saw some clothes laid out for her. She slipped into them and went down to dinner with Cozayne.
Cozayne was pleased to see her looking so radiant and beautiful.
"I guess you are enjoying life here more than where you were."
He laughed as he handed her some food. She helped herself to the food and nodded.
"You will learn to enjoy it here. You are my blonde captive."
She winked and laughed. She wanted to make light of what her true feelings were. Marilyn was certain that one way or another she would manage to disappear from Cozayne's house and find her freedom.
After dinner they went out and sat beside the pool. A fire dancer entertained them.
Finally they went to bed together. Cozayne slept in the nude and he expected her to do the same. It was difficult being wrapped in his arms all night long. The atmosphere of Haiti was humid and hot and the ceiling fan didn't help much.
Next morning was sticky and muggy. Cozayne again wanted to fuck her. He plunged his penis in her pussy as he rode her rhythmically. She clamped her legs around him and fucked back hard. She figured that giving him a good time would satisfy him. Apparently he required an enormous amount of sex.
"Fuck, fuck," he panted as he jabbed it in her. Cozayne's hot juices erupted in her pussy. She was glad when he had gotten it off.
He showered and dressed and told her he would see her at dinner.
That afternoon she found her chance. The maid was busy and the guard was in the bathroom. Marilyn slipped out of the gates and ran down the highway. She waved at someone who stopped. It was an American couple in a Volkswagen.
"Help me, help me," she pleaded.
"What's wrong?" the man demanded.
She explained her story.
"We're missionaries here," the man told her consolingly, "and we will help you."
They drove her back to the mission. A long distance call was placed to her parents. Her father was thankful to hear from her.
"We thought you were going to be gone all summer," he explained, "otherwise we would have been over there looking for you."
"Oh, I'm so glad to hear your voice," she said, choked up with emotion. "Please, come and get me."
Her mother got on the phone.
"I hope you've been a good girl, dear," her mother said warmly. "You know we brought you up the right way."
"Fuck off, mom," she told her. "Just get the hell over here and help me."
She hung up a few moments later and finally when her parents did arrive at the airport she was free at last.