Chapter 15

"Ohh-ohh," Eunice groaned, her bottom hurting atrociously in this bent-over fettered pose, "for God's sake,-mistress, have pity-untie me-oh, I ache and hurt so!"

But the two cousins had already left the hut ... the moments dragged by ... and then suddenly she heard footsteps ... "oh, thank God! - Jack-Jack darling, in here-oh, hurry, hurry, save me-oh, Jack, I need you so!" she cried hysterically.

Her bottom was towards the little narrow door of this punishment corral and so she could not see that it was not Jack Mordaunt who entered, but Luis ... and Serfirio!

"Caramba!" Luis swore in a hoarse lust-tat voice, "what a magnificent ass! It would be a waste, of opportunity not to enjoy it, do you not agree, Serfirio?"

"With all my prick," guffawed the heavy set Mexican assistant.

"Oh NOO! NO! OH, FOR GOD's SAKE. GO GET MY HUSBAND! OH PLEASE, DON'T LOOK AT ME THIS WAY, I'M NAKED!" Eunice wailed.

"We will not look at you, Senora, if it disturbs you so. We will only fuck and bugger you. I, as foreman, go first, Serfirio. And I choose her asshole. You may have her cunt."

"OH MY GOD ... NO ... NO WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ... OHHHHH LET GO ... OH NOT THERE, AHHHRRR!"

Eunice felt the foreman's brutal hands gape open her burning, swollen asscheeks, exposing the dainty shrinking fissure of her bumhole. Then she felt the hard rooting nozzle of his big whang prod that sensitive crack and tried to expel it with all her muscular strength-but in vain; with the shriek of a Christian martyr thrown to the lions, her head raised, eyes bidding and glazed, mouth agape in continuous cry after cry, she felt him ram to the balls inside her tender narrow bungchasm, till his viscous jet of hot spunk deluged her bowels.

And then it was Serfirio's turn. With Luis' help, he untied the weeping naked beauty-tearing off her jacket to complete her shame and bent her down over the stool again-but this time, on her back, with her pussy upturned and readied. Then, prying open the lips, while Luis knelt down and began to pinch her panting bare tittie-pears, Serfirio fucked her vigorously. And only then did the two men leave the little room, while she lay moaning and half fainting.

Again she heard footsteps, after what seemed ages ..."OH NOOOOO!" she shrieked, believing it to be another visit from her two brutal Mexican ravishers.

But it was Jack Mordaunt, smoking a cigar.

"Now, Eunice, are you ready to obey me and be my wife and lover?" he demanded.

"Ohh ... ohh ... oh please ... let me go ... I hurt so ... please ... you don't know what I've been through today-"

"But I do perfectly well, bitch. I ordered it. As I did your kidnapping and rape by the bandits."

"OOHHHHH!" she lifted her head, trying to stare at him, trembling convulsively.

"Either you will work two weeks in the fields-and I think you will be whipped every day, from what Dolores tells me of your slovenly work-or you will obey me humbly. Well, which is it to be?"

Crushed, defeated, waiting only to submit and end her suffering, Eunice panted, "I-I'll obey you."

Jack did not release her, but fucked her, tweaking her clitoris till she came. When he had finished, Jack motioned for Eunice to get up and stand before him while he relaxed in satiation.

"Turn for me, dear," he said ironically. "Let me see the abundance of your charms and treasures."

Eunice got to her feet in a sort trance, dazed from all that had happened to her. She could no longer feel. A strange mad euphoria settled over her and she believed herself to be someone other than Eunice Norton. She was another woman, a happy slave, a willing bitch - nameless and faceless, knowing no identity, only a placid mindless contentment.

She followed Jack's commands as a well-trained show bitch. She had learned finally that life was much more pleasant for her if she followed the orders she was given. She had resisted Jack hoping that somehow her father could free her from the horrible degradations to which she was being subjected, but now after a seemingly endless procession of hurts and affronts, she had finally accepted the hopelessness of her position.

Eunice looked down at Jack, who was studying her curiously and with a sudden deft movement of her hands brought them up under her breasts, cupping them into twin rounded peaks of firm white flesh. She tweaked the nipples between her thumbs and forefingers and teased them into tiny hard buds that captured his eyes immediately. She could see a gleam of desire flicker anew through his face.

With sudden inspiration, she turned and bent over, spreading her legs about two feet apart. She heard a slight gasp from Jack at this first voluntary indication of voluptuousness on her part, as he looked straight up between her legs into her cunt.

With a mad look of vague amiability on her face, Eunice smiled at Jack and reached back with both hands around her buttocks. She spread the lips of her vagina slowly and tantalizingly apart. The moist pink flesh of her narrow slit became visible slowly as she gently parted the soft pubic hair.

Another intake of breath from Jack told her that he was captivated by her actions, by her shift to voluntary lasciviousness.

Eunice turned and herd out her arms to him, her new master. Now at this moment at last she was happy.