Chapter 3
I decided the best approach to Adhir would be a direct one. Being in the import and export business was at least a pretext to knock on the door.
It was surprisingly easy to get in to see him when I mentioned that I also dealt in arms, which wasn't necessarily true but I did have access to them.
I began to learn some things about him which were far different than I had believed. He wasn't the playboy that the world thought. He was a deadly serious man who was hungry for power. He received a small share of the oil wealth but it wasn't nearly enough to get what he wanted. He used every method he could to get more. One of those methods was to resell arms to some of the more radical groups no matter which side they represented. The other method was to use women to gain favors from important people.
After we had talked for awhile and I found out what he was looking for, he invited me to have lunch with him. I thought of Gretchen being alone in the room but business came first so I joined him.
Before we went into the dining room, he suggested that I needed a partner and took me to a richly adorned room that was lined with seven stylishly dressed ladies. They were lovely and each one would have made any man proud.
"Ladies, show us your charms please." I didn't know what he meant but I soon found out. Each one reached for the hem of her dress and raised it over her hips, showing her cunt. A couple of them were clean shaven, and a couple of others had only enough hair to cover the V.
They turned around on Adhir's command, standing straight for a couple of minutes to give me a chance to look at their long legs and firm asses. As if on cue, they bent over in unison. Their pussies looked back at me.
I must have had a dumb expression on my face because Adhir laughed and suggested that I try all of them if I couldn't make up my mind. It isn't often that a man gets an invitation to fuck seven outstandingly lovely women, but I didn't want to appear too eager so I had to decline his offer.
The girls stayed in their bent position while I suggested that he select one of them for me. He was pleased with my suggestion. It showed that I was willing to accept his judgment, which he appreciated.
He called out a girl's name and she stood and came to us. She had soft gray eyes with just a trace of shadow. She did not look like she had much experience with men but being in Adhir's clutches, she had more than her fair share. She smiled gently showing small white teeth. She looked more like a child but that didn't stop me from wondering what those full lips would feel like over a hard throbbing dick.
Lunch was pleasant, particularly with Helen keeping her leg pressed against mine. I carried on what I thought was an intelligent conversation but I could not keep my eyes or thoughts off of Helen's barely covered tits. She was so subtle in her movements that it appeared accidental when her dress opened to show them in their entirety. I had a tough time keeping my hands off of them. The nipples were long and pointed, begging to be tweaked.
Adhir excused himself and told me to enjoy myself. He said that he would see me when arrangements were made to ship in the rifles that he wanted.
Helen turned to me and smiled when he left the room. I mentioned something about having to leave but she stopped me saying that she would be punished if I left without her satisfying me.
When I showed signs of reluctance, tears came to her eyes. "Please. You can do anything you want to me. You can tie me up and whip me even, or you can use any part of me, and I mean anyplace you wish but please don't leave yet."
I wasn't going to leave anyway but I had to make it look good. She made me feel sorry for her. I wanted to hold her but not so much as to screw her but more to comfort her. She was one of those types that just got to a man.
I put my arm around her. "Where to?"
She smiled like a schoolgirl at her first date. "Come with me. You won't be sorry. I promise."
I was happy just holding her. My only sorrow was in knowing that I would never have a chance to keep her.
She took my hand and pulled me up a marble staircase. She was in a hurry. It was like a game to her and a new adventure. When we entered a room that was obscene in its gaudiness she turned on me and threw her arms around my neck. "Be good to me." What else! Her soft but firm body and her gentle voice was more than any man could resist. How could anyone be anything but good to her.
Her dress was held together with only the sash tied at her hip. It fell off with one easy motion, exposing a fantastic figure. She helped me off with my clothes which was never one of my most enjoyable activities. No matter how much a woman does it, she can't take his clothes off as easy as he could. It may be exciting to some but to me it was a waste of time.
She ran to the large bed and jumped on it like a little girl. She sat there with her arms around her knees just watching me.
"I want you." She said it like a woman in love, but then she let out a string of words that took me by surprise. "I want you to fuck the living shit out of me. I want to feel your cock buried deep in my asshole. I want it down my throat. I want to taste your cum." She sounded more like she was repeating somebody's words. She didn't look like she knew what they meant.
"Do you want to do something different? It's a lot of fun." She reminded me of a teenager who just found a new game.
"What do you have in mind?"
"Hook me up," she said as she stretched out on the bed with her arms and legs reaching for the corners.
"Look on the corners. See the chains? Hook me up."
Sure enough. There was a chain with a leather cuff on each corner and each one had a crank. I put the straps on her wrists and ankles but didn't bother turning the crank.
"You have to make them tight. Turn the cranks." I followed her instructions but I still did not please her. "You can make them tighter than that. Turn it hard. Wait. Let me stretch a little."
"More. Make them really really tight." I turned them once more but I think she was still not satisfied.
"Now, on the edge of the bed there are more straps. Hook them to my legs just above my knees." I found the straps she was talking about and put them on her. I spent some time looking up between her young legs to see her soft mound of flesh surrounding her cunt.
"Ok, now crank them real tight." I used the handle and her legs began to open even more. I turned them little by little, first one then the other until she looked like a crab.
"That feels nice. Now just one more thing. Just at the foot of the bed there's another crank. Turn it."
The crank started the middle of the bed upward, raising her ass even more. I was getting into the swing of things and turned it as hard as I could.
"Oh, I feel so good. I bet I'm really open down there. Tell me, am I?"
"In both places."
"Oh good. Now come lay down beside me. Talk to me and touch me."
I rested my head on my hand as I stretched out beside her on my side. I looked down at her face while she smiled at me. I put my hand on her rounded ass and ran it over the smooth skin. She could not resist any move I made so my hand roamed at will, touching everything within reach.
"Oh, that's so nice." She gave a little gasp as I ran a finger into her asshole.
"Is that where you're going to take me?"
"Maybe. Do you like being stretched out like this?"
"Oh yeh. whatever you do is up to you. I have no say in the matter, so if you don't enjoy it, it's your fault. Besides, I like everything but its rather embarrassing to ask a man to do certain things to you, but when I'm tied up, he'll do it anyway."
My fingers explored her holes. She continued to look at me but was biting her lip and sighing.
"That feels so good," she whispered. "Are you going to put it in me?"
"Did you expect something else?"
"In the night table. They have all sorts of things there. You can use them if you want. I won't mind."
I had no intention of using anything else. I had all of the equipment I wanted and she needed.
I knelt over her ass, straddling her. I held my dick at her hole. I pressed against her and it slipped in.
"Oh. I was hoping you would put it there. It feels like you are going to come out of my throat. Oh, oh, you make me feel fantastic."
I pumped in and out, listening to her whimpers and panting breath. I reached around to find her sopping wet cunt. She once more let out a cry of delight.
"You can do that all day if you wish. I love it."
I began to go faster as I approached a cum strong enough to satisfy me for a long time. I pulled out just in time to spray it on her back.
"That was nice. I'm glad you did that."
I rested beside her again, my legs on top of hers.
"I want you to do me a favor," she whispered. "What is it?"
"I want you to whip me."
"Why in the hell do you want that?"
"If they see you have already whipped me, they won't do it. You have to leave marks on me so you really have to whip me hard. The whips are in the table. They are short so they aren't so bad. It's those long ones that really cut."
I opened the door and saw all sorts of things. I picked out one that didn't look so bad. "How's this?" I asked her.
"That's OK. Make sure you leave marks. You have to whip me a couple of times between my legs, otherwise they will, but they won't stop at one or two," she continued whispering.
I struck her ass at about half strength. She didn't move or yell. There was a mark but it was very slight. I had to strike harder. The next two left vivid welts. "Is that enough?"
"A couple more and then a couple on my cunt."
I did as she instructed, leaving the stripe she needed. I aimed for her tender pussy. It looked so helpless. I struck. She raised her head but did not call out. I struck once more, leaving another mark near the first.
She had tears coming out of her eyes. I sat down beside her and put my hand around her neck. She looked up at me with sad eyes. "Did you mark me?" she asked in a broken voice.
"Sure. There should be enough there to convince them you have already been beaten."
"That's good. I don't have to worry now. Sometimes it's really bad. Between the cum and the marks on me, they'll leave me alone."
I started to release her but she stopped me. "No. Leave me like this. They'll come in a couple of hours and let me up, but for now it's better if I stay like this. You see, if a man comes in, he can take me if he wants. It's a way to return favors. If I was free, he wouldn't touch me. If a woman comes in, she can lick me but I couldn't lick her, which I hate."
"Do you mean that anybody can have you?"
"Only when I'm tied. Like I said, it's a good way to make a few friends."
"How long have you been here?"
"Please, don't ask any questions. If they ever found out, it would be horrible. They would make me one of their slaves for the sadists, and from the little I've seen, that is worse than death."
"Just one. Have you seen a girl named Karen?" I whispered to her.
She didn't answer right away but appeared to be undecided about talking. I waited.
"I don't know. I don't know. I see so many girls that I often never get to know their names."
"OK. The next time I'm here, I'll ask for you." She smiled up at me and then closed her eyes as if in sleep.
I went back to the hotel and there was a note waiting for me. It was from Adhir who had arranged an apartment for me closer to his place and in a much better location.
Gretchen was still in the room and still naked.
"Don't you like clothes?"
"No. I've been naked for so long its natural now to be without them. Besides, does it do anything to you to see my pussy?" she asked opening her legs wide apart. "Wouldn't you like to do it to me?" Now she was rubbing it.
"Not now. Maybe later." She pouted, but she had a smile on her face. "I have to go back to the continent for a few days. What are you going to do?"
"I don't know." She really looked worried. She seemed so helpless, probably her naked state added to the appearance. "I have a room here now, but my money will not last that long. I wish I could get out of here. Do you think you could help me when you get back? You could tell them what's going on and maybe they will give you a passport for me or something like that."
"That's impossible but I'll see what I can do. Maybe we can get Karen and the others out also."
"What can I do while you're gone? I won't be able to stay here very long. I have a room upstairs but after my money is gone, where can I go? I don't know anybody here, and if any of Adhir's men find me, I'll really be in trouble. And I mean trouble. You don't know what they do to girls." She was softly crying. I felt sorry for her.
"I have an idea that may work. Adhir has given me an apartment. Maybe you can stay there. It may be bold enough to work. They wouldn't look for you there." I didn't have any other ideas but I couldn't leave her alone. Maybe I'm a sucker for a woman's tears, but whatever, I had to do something to help.
She thought about it for a second or so and came to the same conclusion. There was nothing else she could do. She stood up and pressed herself against me, holding onto my neck. "I love you," she said softly.
I didn't believe a word of it, but even the lie helped my ego.
"Don't you want me?" she asked as I pushed her away.
"I sure do, but I have to put my things in my bag, take you to the apartment, then catch my plane. We don't have much time."
She put on the man's clothes and if she had not been so beautiful, she would have looked ridiculous. We caught a taxi and found the apartment. It wasn't a bad place and it looked pretty secure. Maybe she would be safe after all.
Helga and Isabelle were once more being tormented by the sadistic group of Adhir's friends.
Helga was standing straight but tied from head to toe. The ropes cut her skin, particularly the one that was needlessly tied between her legs. Her arms were at her sides, her head was bowed, and she was crying bitterly. The ropes didn't bother her that much. She had been tied often and got used to them, but they had added a new dimension to her suffering.
They had taken large hollow dildos which opened at one end by screwing the head off. The other end was a little wider and it was also open.
They had tied strings around her tits, put them through the hollow dildos, then began pulling her tits into the tubes. They had to squeeze and twist to get tits inside the tubes but ignoring her screams they finally forced them in far enough to suit them. But to add to her agony, she sewed the dildos in place through the holes that were already in the tube. Her tits were pierced six times each with the long needle.
They screwed the heads back on. Now she stood with rubber cocks sticking out where her tits should have been.
"You've heard of tit fucking haven't you?" They asked her. "Any way you are going to fuck Isabelle in her ass and cunt at the same time. Your name will be up in lights for holding the record as the only person in the world to double fuck another girl all by herself."
Isabelle was put in a most uncomfortable position. They had tied one leg to a ring in the floor. The other leg was pulled up in back and out to the side. They pulled it so tight that her other leg was off the floor. The position opened both of the holes that were soon to be filled with rubber cocks. One arm was raised to the ceiling while the other was twisted around in back of her raised leg, and then tied with a string to her nipple. Her tit was disfigured from the strain.
Helga was placed between Isabelle's legs and made to kneel on a stool so that her tits would be at cunt level. They took the dildos and forced them into the unprotected small holes. Both girls cringed in agony knowing full well that it would do no good to argue or to complain.
Helga's tits were greatly distorted and even moving as close to Isabelle that she could, there was no easing the strain. Isabelle was panting. Her cunt could take the rubber cock, but her asshole and leg were in pain. She sobbed trying to plot out the humiliation of having her holes so abused in front of so many men. She did not mind a little pain now and then so long as there was some pleasure connected to it but now everything hurt her and she was getting no pleasure at all.
The position of the girls did not allow for much entertainment since they were so tightly bound that they could not move. They may sob and twist but that was about all. The men wanted more.
Helga was finally released. They allowed her a minute or so to rub her tits which the men enjoyed.
Three men took hold of Helga, one on each leg and the third around her twin globes. They began to carry her over to an iron statue. As soon as she saw it, she began to struggle. She fought harder than ever before in her life. She had seen another girl on it one time and that girl became a zombie. She walked around all day long fingering herself or fucking herself with whatever they gave her. She would rub her pussy bloody raw before they would tie her to prevent further damage.
The statue had a body like a man. Its legs spread wide apart. The arms were long and were used to clamp the victim in place, and that place was a huge phallus that was made of copper. On the head of it was a small rubber cap that had soft inch long rubber fingers. At the very tip was a small hole through which a fine oil poured into the cunt of the poor girl who was locked to it.
The head was an animal of some kind, the nose of which was shaped like a cock. It was made of wood and showed the teeth marks from numerous other girls who were forced to sit on its huge false cock.
The chest was massive but had two indentations with copper plates in the middle. They were placed to hold the tits.
Helga fought hard against them but slowly they got her legs wide apart and her cunt over the cock. They eased her down on it, forcing her pussy to stretch wide apart.
"Please, not this. Anything but not this. I'll suck your cocks, I'll lick your asses, you can do anything to me but don't do this." She screamed. They were pleased with her response and worked even more quickly to get her into place.
She had the whole thing inside her and they brought the iron arms around to hold her there. She tried to move off of it but could move only an inch or so, which did nothing more than cause the dildo to go in and out of her dry pussy.
A man flipped a switch in back of the statue, and a small current of electricity began to go through the dildo and tit plates. It also caused the dildo to begin to move up and down and to spin around at intervals.
Tiny drops of oil began to seep out of the top to lubricate her pussy. In a matter of seconds, the whirling dildo was having its effect on her. She tried to fuck it, but was limited in her actions. Her asshole could be seen opening and closing. She began to moan, then move; she was almost at her orgasm, she cried out: "Fuck me, fuck my ass, please somebody fuck me asshole, stick it to me. Give me the biggest and hardest cock around and stick it in my ass."
She kept crying, stopping only long enough to take the wooden cock in her mouth and bite down on it, and try to get it down her throat.
Isabelle remained tied with her leg up in the air, but watched her friend Helga getting fucked and trying to fuck the statue.
It was easy to tell when she was almost at her climax because she screamed for more cocks, and then when it was over she would beg to be released. Before they began to release Isabelle, Helga already had four cums and her time had just started. Isabelle was silent but was astonished by the crude things that Helga said. She even begged for someone to piss on her, to fill her mouth with cum, to do anything, even whip her asshole.
After the sixth orgasm, Helga put her arms around the neck of the statue and hung limp. The dildo could still be seen, ramming in and out. Her ass was out from the stress of her waist being held against the iron lover.
It was Isabelle's turn for torment. She would also suffer but in a different method.
Isabelle was forced to stand facing a simple wood post with her arms tied to the sides at shoulder level. Her legs were pulled wide apart and chained to the floor. A pole was put at the base of the post and angled up toward her cunt. The end of the pole had a rough dildo that grew thicker toward the base so that the further it went into her, the more her cunt was stretched. Also on the end of the pole was a cup shaped to fit against her cunt and inside of the cup were a number of pins which would stick her if she got too close to them. In the center of the cup and just above the dildo was a wheel with bristles on the edge. The bristles were not stiff but they were not easy on the tender skin of her pussy.
Only the end of the dildo was in her cunt, but Isabelle knew that that was not the limit of her torment. They certainly had something else in mind for her.
Her position was already uncomfortable since she had to stand with her legs wide open and bent at the knees. She had to hold her ass back or else she would come in contact with the wheel and pins, plus having the dildo ram further into her.
One of the men came forward and put a rubber band of four inches around her hips and connected it to the post. He adjusted it until it was somewhat stretched. Isabelle now not only had to fight the position but she had to fight against the pull of the band also.
She didn't think about how her ass was vulnerable to the whip or how much her hole was open to stray cocks who wanted to use her. Her only concern was keeping away from the cup but even the stance without the band would have caused her to weaken and to have her pussy pierced and brushed, but with the band, it was horrible. She had to rest and when she did, she screamed from the pain. It caused a number of cocks in the audience to grow hard and when the sheik gave his approval, they began to use her open hole. The added pounding against her ass caused her to strike the pin filled cup time and time again. Some of the men through that they were giving her pleasure by the way she backed her ass into them but she was only trying to avoid the pins.
Helga was not ignored. She had begged for someone to fuck her ass, now there was a line of people waiting their turn. She loved it when she was on the verge of a cum but afterward, she begged them to leave her alone.
The men took turns between them. They would fuck Isabelle's ass and then get in line for Helga. Both girls were crying and both had raw assholes.
By the time the men were finished with them, they were bleeding, particularly Isabelle who had been stuck so often by the pins. Cum ran out of the open holes, it formed puddles on the floor under their asses. Before the girls were allowed to rest after being untied, they were made to lick the floor clean. Neither was in shape to do it, but under threats of being put back on the instruments of torture, they reached back and found the strength they needed. Some of the men felt a tinge of pity for them, but a couple of sadists used the whips on their upraised asses until they had licked all of the cum from the floor.
In the meantime, the four girls were being punished for slight infractions of the rules. Their punishment was anything but slight.
Fralka had her arms tied behind her back and her wrists and elbows had been covered with five loops of the rope. Her mouth had a large ball gag held in place by a leather strap. Her legs were not tied but she was on her toes because a hook was in her pussy. It was connected to the ceiling by a thin rope. Every time she started to stand flat, the hook dug deeper into her tender flesh.
Trudle was standing in front of her in an equally difficult position. Her hands were tied to her thighs and she was also on her toes because of the hook in her ass holding her up. She was likewise gagged with a huge ball in her mouth.
The two girls could not move from their positions because it would put a strain on the ropes hooked in their holes, but they wished they could move even a little closer together because they had strings tied to their nipples. The tension was great and their tits stretched to the limit. They tried time and time again to move closer together but the hooks were too much for them. They could do nothing but suffer until someone came to release them, but they did not rely on a quick release, for infractions were severely punished.
They would be lucky if at the end of their time on the hooks that they would not be whipped.
Erika and Karen were in no better position. They were on their backs. Their legs were pulled open and chained to the floor. Their arms were slightly out from their sides and also chained to the floor. A rope was tied around their waists and pulled up between their legs and connected through a pulley in the ceiling to small threads that had been tied to their nipples. They had been pulled up so they had to lean on their elbows with some of their weight on their feet. Each had a small lock of hair tied to the floor, forcing them to keep their heads upside down.
They were very uncomfortable. If they relaxed their hips, the rope would pull harshly on the threads on their nipples which were already distended. They could not even rest their shoulders on the floor for fear of tearing at their poor tits which were in pain.
A man knelt by their heads. Each rammed his cock into the girls' mouths. They didn't have any choice in the matter but had to suck. They could not enjoy the little sex activity because of the rope tearing at their tender cunts.
After each man had a cum and shot over their face, the girls were left to suffer.
All four of them thought that they were tied for hours but in reality, they were there only for a few minutes. There was no sense in ruining good cunts.
When their time was done, they all thought that their cunts had been torn apart. The pain made them think of nothing else but the spot between their legs. But they were not allowed to rub themselves.
Adhir had considerable knowledge about women. He knew that pain he had caused the four girls was not so intolerable but was just enough to cause a slight ache that would soon turn to a tingle that would cause them to think about the favored spot which was their desirable cunts.
As usual he decided to let them think even more about sex. He had them tied to walls around the room to let them see the night's orgy. They had their arms raised above then-heads and tied easily with nylon cords. Their legs were free.
Before the festivities began, he had a couple of the palace's ladies oil their bodies. The women knew how to excite other women. They applied the oil very gently, making sure that the sensitive areas were well covered. Each girl had oiled fingers inserted in her cunt and ass. The digits slipped in so easily that they felt the excitement grow. By the time the orgy began, each girl felt the need for a stiff dick but they were admonished not to ask to be fucked.
They watched as long cocks were being sucked and beautiful women had their cunts and asses filled by and time again. Their cunts ached for satisfaction. Even the shy Fralka stood with her legs open in an invitation for the many cocks that saw her. She slowly opened her legs and pushed her hips out when she saw a man looking at her. It was a clear invitation that did not go unnoticed but she was not to enjoy the cock that she had aroused.
Erika saw a man watching her and she opened her mouth and slowly wet her lips. She told him without words that she wanted to suck him, but he only held his cock and pointed it in her direction. She was even more excited. She thought that she had convinced him to fuck her but he too left her alone.
The girls were learning. Their entire life was beginning to be centered around their legs. They would know what it was like to have a cunt that was constantly begging for comfort.