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Samantha's Dubai Nightmare
by just2twisted (just2twisted@mail.com)
***
A petite, gorgeous 19-year-old blonde American gets
lured into working for an escort agency in Dubai. Once
there, she is quickly sold into slavery and forced to
pleasure her owner and anyone she's told to, in the most
terrible of ways. (M+/F, nc, rp, oral, anal, huml, intr,
forced-prost, bd, gb)
***
Chapter 1: An Offer Too Good to Refuse
"So," Malia Jackson said, leaning forward and smiling at
the young blonde across from her. "Have you thought
about what Kyle told you? About the Dubai gig?"
"I have, I don't—I'm still not sure Malia," Samantha
Brunner replied. "I mean, he made it sound so easy and
stuff. And, like, the pay. That can't be right. $5,000 a
day?"
"No he's right, he's definitely right," the black
skinned model replied without hesitation. "To be honest,
I think you might even be able to make more. The guys
over there, those Arabs and Saudis and stuff, they got
so much money it's not even funny. They're, like,
billionaires. They fly around in private jets, they have
huge palaces and, like, fifty servants and maids."
"Jeez that's so crazy," Samantha said in disbelief. "And
they're really gonna give me $5,000 a day just to travel
around with them? And sleep with them every once in
awhile?"
"Girl I'm 100% positive about that," Malia responded.
"They did for me, and I'm black. They don't even really
like black girls, or aren't attracted to them anyway.
They have a huge, huge thing for whites, especially
white blondes. They go crazy over them. I'm telling you,
those guys will buy you whatever the hell you want, just
to be seen around in public with you. To show you off
like you're their wife."
"Wow, that's pretty sad," Samantha said with a laugh.
"It is, but hey, if we can milk the shit outta them why
not?" Malia asked. "They're so desperate to have the
hottest girls on their arm, they'll spend whatever. I
told you, I was there for three months, and I came back
with $400,000 plus a ton of jewelry, bags, the nicest
clothes, makeup. I'm thinking of going back too."
"Seriously?" The blonde asked.
"Hell yeah!" Malia cried out. "What the hell am I gonna
do here that will make me four hundred grand in three
months?"
"Nothing," Samantha agreed after some pause.
"I'm telling you, you should really go do it, just for a
couple of months like I did," the black girl suggested.
"It's seriously so easy. The guys, they're all really,
really classy and nice. I mean, yeah a lot of them are
kinda old and gross, but they seriously last like 5
minutes in bed, or ten max. And most of them you only
have to do it with once a day, if that. Other than that
you go out to dinner and lunch with them, go to some
shows and public events. Besides those you get to go out
in Dubai, buy whatever you want, live in a nice ass
condo. It's like an escort's dream."
"Yeah I know, you told me all of that before," Samantha
replied, taking a sip of her iced tea. "It's just I've
never done this before. Escorting I mean. It seems so—
gross. I mean no offense. I don't judge girls that do
it, you know that. I just never ever imagined I would do
it. I still can't."
"Yeah I totally hear you," Malia acknowledged. "Look if
you want I can even go with you. I'll fly with you over
there, to Dubai. I'll introduce you to all of the people
I know and the agency that you'll be with. Then you can
see how nice they are and how easy this gig is. And if
you don't like it I'll make sure you get the first plane
back."
"Okay, I'll think about it, I really will," the young
blonde stated. "I know it's a really good opportunity."
"Yeah totally, just think about it and let me know,"
Malia replied, as she picked up her martini and took a
sip.
<2 Weeks Later>
"Oh my Gosh this is so exciting!" Malia exclaimed,
grabbing her friend's wrist and shaking it. "Aren't you
excited?!"
"Yeah, I am," Samantha answered, flashing a thin smile
at the eager black girl.
She was only half telling the truth. As she sat back in
the cushy leather seat of a large commercial plane,
Samantha couldn't help but feel at least a bit of
anxiety. She still could not believe what she was about
to embark on. After weeks and weeks of talking with her
friend Malia and her talent agent, she'd finally decided
to give high-class escorting a try. The primary reason,
of course, was money.
The 19-year-old had moved to New York recently with the
suggestion of Kyle Jensen, Malia's manager and agent.
He'd discovered an online modeling portfolio she'd made
a year ago while she was living in Orlando. He'd gotten
her numerous paid jobs and had convinced her that she
could make a full time career out of it in New York.
Shortly after arriving, however, Samantha had discovered
how brutal and competitive the modeling industry was.
She'd hoped to land some jobs at fashion and runway
shows, but every agency told her the same thing: that
she was too short. Samantha could not contradict them
either.
At 5'2" and 95 lbs she was a very petite and skinny
girl. She did, however, have a model-like figure, with
her long, slender legs, tiny 22" waist, and surprisingly
shapely physique. The only possible flaw on Samantha, if
anything, would be her small A-cup breasts.
Her face was also gorgeous, with her captivating blue
eyes, long blonde hair, and perfectly delicate features.
Despite her beauty, in the modeling capital of New York,
she struggled to find enough paying work just to keep up
with her bills.
Every month she barely had enough money to afford rent
and basic necessities. She began working part time as a
waitress at a nearby restaurant, but it was very taxing
physically and she hated it.
So after giving it much thought, Samantha had finally
decided to head to Dubai with her friend Malia. She'd
met Malia through Kyle and had done a few photo shoots
with the dark skinned girl. They'd quickly become very
close and she regarded Malia as one of her best and most
trusted friends. In fact, Malia's assurances about
working in Dubai were what convinced Samantha to finally
go. At the moment, she planned on staying for at least a
year and possibly more if the job and pay really was as
good as her friend promised.
"I still can't believe you're going with me," Malia
declared in wonder. "I'm so excited! I think I'm gonna
wet my pants!"
"Oh my God, will you stop?" Samantha laughed, as several
other travelers looked at them.
"Okay okay I'll stop," Malia chuckled, before putting
some headphones into her ears. "I'm gonna sleep for a
bit, you should too. I told you how long the flight is,
right?"
"Yeah, 12 hours," Samantha confirmed. "I'm okay I'm not
sleepy."
"Suit yourself, girl," responded Malia, as she pulled a
pair of shades over her eyes.
Samantha continued to look outside the window until all
of the passengers had boarded the plane. About 10
minutes later, as the aircraft rumbled forward and took
flight she looked down at the striking view of New York
and exhaled deeply. For some reason, she felt so distant
from the city already, and that it would be awhile
before she saw it again. She felt silly for thinking so,
considering that she only planned on being in Dubai for
a year and very possibly less if the experience was less
than her expectations.
She hadn't told any of her friends or family about her
trip. She was an only child and had stopped talking with
her parents ever since she'd left to New York against
their wishes. They'd been against her modeling
aspirations, and probably would have come to New York
themselves if they'd learned about her plans to escort
in Dubai.
The next twelve hours passed by painfully slowly for
Samantha. She'd barely slept the night before, yet still
couldn't doze off despite her repeated attempts. For
some reason she couldn't shake the feeling that she
might be making a very big mistake. She was on her way
to a foreign country in which she had no relatives or
friends, and her only guide was a girl she'd met just a
couple of months ago. Although Malia had been very
supportive and warm to her since they'd met, Samantha
knew that she still did not know much about her still.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we have begun our descent to
Dubai International Airport," Samantha heard the flight
attendant announce over the intercom. "Please ensure
that your seat is in the upright position, trays are
stowed away, and you are returned to your seat. Thank
you."
"We're here!" Malia exclaimed, gripping the blonde's
tiny wrist. "Or almost here. Oh my God I slept so much,
holy crap. I slept pretty much the entire flight huh?"
"Uh yeah," Samantha replied, shooting her friend a
playful look of annoyance. "Thanks for keeping me
company, I wasn't bored or anything."
"Don't worry, I'll make it up to you when we land,"
Malia promised. "I've got so much energy now. I can shop
for the next ten hours straight."
In thirty minutes the two girls were off the plane and
officially on Dubai soil. Once they finished grabbing
their suitcases from the baggage claim Malia searched
around the terminal for their personal assistant. It did
not take her long, as she seemed to have done this many
times already. She even knew the man waiting for her.
He was a very large and muscular Arab, standing at least
6'5" and weighing at least 270-280 lbs. He had on an
expensive black suit and matching sunglasses. He nodded
at Malia before taking a few seconds to gaze at the
petite blonde by her side. Samantha felt very uneasy as
she saw a thin smile form on the man's face.
"Good to see you Malia," the brawny man said in a very
thick accent.
"You too Jalil," the black girl replied warmly. "We're
ready to roll. Oh this is Samantha by the way."
"Nice to meet you Samantha," Jalil greeted.
"Nice to meet you too," Samantha chirped, shaking the
Arab's hand.
"We go now, the agency is waiting for you," Jalil
declared.
The man walked briskly as he led the two Americans out
of the airport and to an awaiting limousine. He opened
the door and allowed the girls to enter the vehicle
while he stowed their luggage into the trunk. Samantha
was already starting to feel better as she climbed into
the luxurious limo. There were bottles of expensive
champagne as well as different kinds of fancy food
inside.
Nevertheless, she chose not to eat or drink anything,
although Malia promptly helped herself to some alcohol.
"We're meeting the agency already?" Samantha asked.
"Yeah, how come?" Malia responded.
"I don't know, I thought we'd go to our hotel first at
least," the blonde explained. "Do they—am I gonna have
to see a guy tonight? That's kind of soon Malia."
"I don't think they'll send you out tonight," Malia
replied. "But they're gonna want us to work Sam. I told
you, once or twice a night. Other than that we'll have
the entire day to do what we want."
"I know…I'm just…I don't know, this is all just a little
crazy, I still can't believe I'm doing this," Samantha
said.
"I know, I was super nervous too my first time, but
trust me it's really, really easy," the black girl
stated. "You'll see once we meet the agency. You'll see
how classy they are. Trust me you have nothing to be
nervous about, like I told you a million times already."
Samantha nodded her head and looked outside the tinted
window. It was approximately 10:00 in the morning and
the sun was shining brightly outside. She was glad to be
inside the air conditioned limo, as it was already very
hot outside. As she passed by countless skyscrapers and
massive shopping centers, the 19-year-old American felt
a twinge of excitement.
She'd heard how modern and glamorous of a city Dubai was
and now that she was seeing it with her own eyes she
couldn't help but agree. About ten minutes passed by
when all of a sudden the car stopped at a busy downtown
street.
"Well this is my stop," Malia proclaimed, climbing out
of her leather seat.
"Huh? What do you mean? You're not coming with me?"
Samantha asked in surprise.
"No the agency already has me on file and in the
system," the black girl explained. "So I don't need to
go there. Plus I'm meeting someone around here soon.
I'll see you in a little bit though. Once they get your
processed they're gonna send you back over here."
"Wait, what? You can't come with me?" Samantha asked.
"No, I mean I can, but I told you I have a meeting,"
Malia explained, as she grabbed her luggage out of the
trunk. "I gotta run! See you soon Sam!"
Samantha felt nervous as she watched the black girl and
their personal valet Jalil through the window. The two
of them walked over to the sidewalk and began chatting
with another extravagantly dressed and older gentleman.
They talked for about a minute or two before the elder
man nodded and handed a silver briefcase over to the
girl. Malia opened it slightly and inspected the
contents inside before closing it and shaking the man's
hand.
Jalil then smiled and likewise shook the hands of his
fellow countryman and the young American girl before
heading back to the limo. Once he was inside and closed
the door the driver quickly began driving once more.
"Take your clothes off," Jalil said suddenly, pointing
his index finger at the tiny blonde while he removed his
blazer.
"Excuse me?" Samantha asked, not believing what the man
just instructed.
"Your clothes, remove them," the Arab repeated, this
time much louder.
"Uh no, I don't think so," Samantha replied, staring at
the man in defiance.
"You have ten seconds to remove your clothes, all of
them," Jalil stated, as he continued to pull off his own
garments. "And then I will hurt you."
"Hurt me? What the fuck? What the fuck is your problem?"
Samantha asked in disbelief. "What is this? What's going
on?"
"You Americans, you are so stupid," the huge Middle
Eastern man declared, shaking his head while he removed
his shirt and pants.
"What are you—stop! Get away from me!!" Samantha
shrieked, kicking at the giant Arab as he rushed toward
her.
There was a very brief scuffle that lasted just a few
seconds before Jalil had the young American subdued. She
struggled madly as the giant used one hand to pin her
wrists against the window above her head. He used his
other hand to fiercely slap the tiny blonde across her
cheeks several times.
"Owwwww!! Stop!! STOP!!" Samantha shrieked, looking at
the hulking Arab in a mixture of shock and pain.
"Are you going to behave?!" Jalil demanded, his voice
elevated for the first time now.
"Yes!! I will—I'll behave!! Please s—stop hitting me!"
Samantha shouted back, gazing at Jalil in pure terror
now.
"Remove your clothes, all of them," the giant stated
once again, before releasing Samantha's wrists.
Samantha already had tears in her eyes and she was
trembling intensely as she quickly pulled her thin shirt
off. She then stripped off her sandals and tight
designer jeans, leaving her only in her bra and panties.
The massive Arab, meanwhile, finished removing his
clothes as well, and Samantha could not help but look at
him in disgust.
He was so large and his torso was covered in a thick
layer of black hair. His penis was already fully hard
and measured more than 9" in length. It was much larger
than any Samantha had ever taken in her life, and she
could not stop staring at it in disbelief and horror.
"Why did you stop?" Jalil asked angrily.
"I'm sorry," the little blonde responded, before
slipping off her underwear.
"Now spread your legs," Jalil commanded, once again
moving toward the petrified girl.
"No please!! Stop!!" Samantha pleaded, shuffling back in
the leather seat as the dark-skinned man collapsed atop
her.
"I said spread your legs!!" Jalil roared, slapping the
tiny blonde so hard that she instantly went dizzy.
"Aaaiiee!! Okay I will!! I will!!" Samantha shrieked,
looking at the huge fiend with complete terror and
obedience.
Samantha immediately spread her skinny legs out as wide
as she could, and the Arab brute knelt between them. The
scowl on his face was quickly replaced with an evil grin
as he gazed down at Samantha's exquisitely lovely
vagina. The little pink pussy was so delicate and not
heavily worn like what Jalil was used to seeing. There
was also no pubic hair whatsoever on the girl's crotch,
as she'd shaven it after hearing from Malia that the men
here preferred it.
"Please don't do this," Samantha begged futilely, as the
huge Arab pinned her wrists against the window while he
got into position to fuck the young American.
"No please!! PLEASE!!" Samantha shrieked, squirming
around as she felt the tip of Jalil's enormous cock
against her sex.
"Noooooo!!" The little blonde squealed, shaking her head
vehemently as Jalil slowly began penetrating her.
Samantha screamed in complete pain and horror as the
Arab's massive dick forced its way into her tiny cunt.
Jalil could tell right away from the girl's reaction,
and the incredible tightness of her vagina, that she'd
never been taken by a man of his size. He was not
surprised either, considering how tiny the blonde was.
He outweighed her by nearly 200 lbs and completely
dwarfed the little slut.
"Shit the American bitch is tight," Jalil groaned in
Arabic, as he pushed another couple inches of his cock
inside the crying girl.
"Please stop!! It hurts!!" Samantha begged, her eyes
closed and a look of misery on her face.
Jalil was hoping he would be able to squeeze his entire
cock inside the American's pussy, but was not surprised
when he felt the tip of his shaft suddenly bang against
her cervix. Samantha, of course, wailed in agony as the
Arab giant pushed forward just to make sure he'd
completely filled her.
"No please!! Noooooo!!" Samantha shrieked, shaking her
head as the huge man began slamming his cock in and out
of her stretched vagina.
Jalil grunted in delight as he held the squirming
blonde's wrists against the window and roughly fucked
her. Her pussy was so unbelievably tight that it almost
felt like the girl was a virgin. He could feel the lips
of her tiny cunt gripping his cock and being dragged
back and forth against his huge shaft. It did not help
matters that she was so dry.
"AAAGGGGGHHH!!" Samantha screamed in sheer agony, as the
massive Arab absolutely pummeled her vagina.
Samantha had fornicated with several different guys in
her life, but none of them had been anywhere close to as
large or vicious as Jalil. The brute was fucking her so
insanely hard that the 19-year-old could not even think
straight. The only thing she was aware of was that her
pussy felt like it was being ripped in half and her womb
destroyed. The pain was so intolerable that Samantha
truly thought she was going to pass out.
"PLEASE!! IT HURTS!! IT HURTS!!" Samantha begged, tears
rolling down her face as she sobbed pitifully.
Jalil was oblivious to the girl's piercing screams as he
continued to pummel her cunt for several minutes. During
that time he nearly climaxed half a dozen times, as the
tiny blonde's pussy gripped him so firmly. He'd raped
hundreds of different girls in his life—with some as
young as 11 and 12—and Samantha was without question one
of the tightest. The way she screamed and begged so
pathetically was also so arousing.
After nearly five minutes of fucking the little American
at a furious pace, Jalil gave one last thrust and roared
victoriously as he began emptying his cum inside the
girl.
"Noooo!!" Samantha wept, closing her eyes and shaking
her head vehemently as she felt the Arab's warm jizz
flooding her aching pussy.
Jalil continued holding Samantha's wrists against the
window until he felt the last drop of sperm from his
cock drain inside of her. He was panting heavily from
his exertions as well as his excitement. He got an
immense amount of joy out of raping little Americans
like Samantha, and he was especially going to enjoy
breaking her in for her new owner. As he pulled out of
the blonde's warm cunt and let go of her Jalil had a
look of contentment on his face. Samantha, meanwhile,
was blubbering like a baby as she felt the Arab's sperm
dripping from her open vagina.
"No," Jalil said sternly, as the 19-year-old moved
forward to grab her clothing from the floor.
Samantha was about to curse at the giant, but after
seeing the menacing look on his face she chose
otherwise. She sat back in her chair, with her arms
folded across her small breasts and her legs closed
together, and continued crying in shock and sadness. She
was well aware of the fact that she'd been lied to—
especially by her friend Malia—and that she was probably
caught up in a very nightmarish predicament.
Just a few minutes passed by before the limo driver
reached his destination. Samantha was an absolute wreck.
Her hair was disheveled, her makeup smeared, and tears
were streaked all over her face. Her cheeks were red
from getting slapped so hard and her swollen pussy was
still oozing with cum. Jalil, meanwhile, looked like
he'd just gotten dressed for the day. He was back in his
clothes and other than a little sweat from his
exertions, he looked fine. Once the car had come to a
halt he grabbed the little blonde's hair and yanked her—
still naked—from the limo.
"Owwww! What the fuck?!" Samantha yelped in pain and
shock, as she was roughly jerked onto a smooth driveway.
The limousine had parked in a very fancy cul-de-sac of a
huge palace, and there were several more Middle Eastern
men like Jalil standing around. Like him, they were all
dressed in suits and absolutely gigantic. Jalil said a
few words to his peers and two of them immediately
grabbed the naked American's arms. Samantha screamed and
resisted as they effortlessly began dragging her toward
one of the entrances to the mansion. Jalil reached the
door before the men and pushed it aside for them and
Samantha.
"This is your new home," the man declared with a grin.
"You belong to Hassan now."
"NOOOO!!" Samantha screamed, thrashing about in complete
horror as she was yanked into the foreign home.
Chapter 2: Samantha's Training Begins
Samantha was on her knees and shaking uncontrollably in
fear. She was still naked and her wrists had been pulled
up and tied to a metal beam protruding from the wall
behind her. Her ankles, likewise, had been spread
several feet apart and secured to a pair of bolts in the
floor. Once inside the mansion, the guards had taken her
straight down to the basement and into a huge windowless
room that had been transformed into a dungeon. There
were all sorts of bondage equipment and furniture, along
with cabinets containing whips, canes, and other more
terrible torture devices.
Once the guards had tied Samantha they'd all left the
room, leaving her alone in the silent and ominous room.
For the first five minutes or so Samantha had been a
blubbering mess, tugging at her bonds in total panic.
She'd wanted to scream for help but was too scared of
irritating Jalil and the other security guards. Once
she'd realized that escape was impossible, the blonde
settled down and just waited in silence for more than
twenty minutes.
"Ah you must be Samantha," someone declared, startling
the young blonde.
Samantha looked up and watched nervously as an
extravagantly dressed man walked towards her. He
appeared quite old, at least in his mid-50s, and was
also of Middle Eastern descent. He was flanked on either
side by several of his guards, including Jalil. Also,
like Jalil and the others he was very tall and big, but
with a much chubbier build. He had the kind of smile on
his face that immediately sent shivers down the tiny
American's spine.
"Who are you? What's going on? Please, let me out of
here," Samantha blurted out anxiously. "Wh—where's
Malia?"
"My name is Hassan, although you will never address me
as that," the portly Arab replied. "And you will never
see Malia again so do not worry about her."
"No, this is—this is some kind of mistake," Samantha
stated. "Malia, she told me, she told me to come here
with her. I'm supposed to meet an agency. An escort
agency. Please, talk to her, or let me talk to her."
"That is what she may have told you," Hassan snickered.
"That is what she was supposed to tell you. You were
tricked, my little Samantha. Malia is not who you think
she is. She works with us. She has worked with us for
many years in fact, luring naïve girls like you to us.
You are certainly not the first one she has brought us."
"What???" Samantha asked in disbelief. "What are you
talking about? No, Malia is my friend. I've known her
for—for awhile. There's no way, no way she would do
this."
As she was denying the man's statement, however,
Samantha felt the dread in her increasing quickly as she
realized he was probably telling the truth. She'd only
known Malia for a few months and in truth didn't know
much at all about the girl. But Malia had always been so
nice to her and had seemed very trustworthy and genuine.
To think that she'd duped her was very hard for Samantha
to accept at the moment.
"Whether you believe it or not Samantha, that is the
truth," Hassan stated, as he gazed at the 19-year-old's
petite, slender body in appreciation.
"No, no way," Samantha shot back. "This is bullshit. Let
me go, you can't fucking do this to me."
Hassan smiled for a second then glanced over to Jalil
before motioning toward the kneeling blonde. The huge
guard quickly bent down and slapped Samantha with just
half of his strength, yet it was still so powerful that
it sounded like a gunshot inside the room. Samantha
shrieked in pain and dismay as her head was jerked to
the side. She immediately began whimpering in fear.
"You are no longer in America Samantha," Hassan
proclaimed. "You belong to me now and you will learn to
behave, or you will be punished, very severely."
Samantha's eyes began to water as she stared up at the
fat Arab in fear and hate. She was trembling so hard and
goose-bumps were breaking out all over her skin. Her
mind was racing as she tried to comprehend what was
happening. She still could not believe where she was at
the moment.
"You belong to me," Hassan repeated. "And you will do
everything in your power to please me. As of today that
is your only purpose, the only reason you are alive. You
are a slave now my little Samantha—my slave. I will do
with you as I please. I will fuck you and I will hurt
you, and I will give you to my men so they can do the
same."
"No!! Nooooo!!" Samantha screamed in sheer horror,
tugging wildly at the ropes on her wrists.
Hassan and his men all began laughing as they watched
the appalled 19-year-old. She was exquisitely beautiful
in her petrified and shocked state. Hassan was beyond
delighted now that he saw her in person. She was exactly
what he was looking for—young, American, blonde, and so
petite. He would have preferred her breasts be larger,
but the way they jiggled on her chest as she tried to
break free from her bonds was actually very arousing,
and he was already looking forward to inflicting a great
amount of pain on them.
"You will be kept here, inside this room," Hassan
stated, once the girl had calmed down a bit. "This will
be your training room, and Jalil will be the one
training you. As I'm sure you have already learned Jalil
can be very violent, so it will be in your best interest
to listen to his orders. You will be spending many hours
a day with him, as well as my other men of course. He
will train you during the daytime, and each night I will
see how much you have learned."
"Please, this is crazy, this is totally crazy," Samantha
implored the old man. "Please let me go. I—I didn't come
here for this. Please, talk to Malia. Where is Malia?"
"Jalil, again," Hassan said in Arabic, prompting the
guard to give Samantha another vicious slap across her
face.
"Aaaaggghhh!! Stop!!" The blonde screamed, cowering away
from the evil giant.
"You fucking Americans are so stubborn, and so stupid,"
Hassan said irritably. "From now on you will keep your
mouth shut. You will not speak unless given permission.
And you will address me, Jalil, and the rest of my men
as 'master', is that understood?"
"Again," Hassan said to Jalil, after waiting several
seconds for a response from the weeping blonde.
"No okay!! Okay!! I understand!! Please I understand!!"
Samantha cried, as the huge guard grabbed her hair and
prepared to strike her once more.
"What is my name?" Hassan asked.
"Master, master, please, your name is master," Samantha
replied quickly, staring up at the Arab in obedience.
"Very good," Hassan stated. "I am going to fuck you now
slave. This will be the first of many times I will fuck
you."
"No, please, please master," the little blonde begged,
as Jalil and another guard quickly began untying her.
Samantha squirmed around in fear as the pair of giants
then dragged her over to a nearby table. It was shaped
like a "T", with metal clamps on either side of the
cross section. The guards forced Samantha onto the table
and began securing her legs into the clamps. She
screamed in sheer agony as her legs were forced
completely sideways and perpendicular to her body. She
was not a flexible girl, and her groin felt like it was
about to completely tear apart. Jalil then pulled the
American's arms down and tied them together behind the
other portion of the table.
"Pleeeeeze!!" Samantha wailed, tears trickling from her
eyes as she tried to cope with the burning pain of
having her legs spread so extremely wide.
"Look at that pussy," one of the guards remarked in
Arabic. "Jalil you lucky dog."
"Yes, it was like heaven brother," Jalil replied,
drawing laughter from his friends.
Hassan, meanwhile, had completely stripped off all of
his clothing and now stood right next to the sobbing
American. He was smiling from ear to ear as he soaked in
the terror and misery on her face. Samantha was so
repulsed by the man's overweight, hairy body that she
turned away from him. Hassan's cock was already
completely erect, and it was very large, just an inch or
so smaller than Jalil's. It was just as thick as the
guard's, however, and when he stepped around and pressed
it against Samantha's tiny vagina it looked enormous.
"No!! Nooooo!!" Samantha screamed, writhing around on
the table as the Arab began rubbing the tip of his penis
against her helpless pussy.
"Oh my Samantha!!" Hassan shouted in glee, as he finally
pressed the bulging head of his cock against the girl's
sex and began boring into the tiny opening.
"Uuuuaggghhhhh!!" The petite blonde shrieked, closing
her eyes and shaking her head as the disgusting Middle
Eastern brute penetrated her.
Samantha was crying so hard now as Hassan drilled one
inch of his dick after another into her. Once again, she
felt her vagina stretching excruciatingly wide in order
to fit the old man's cock. She was squirming around in
protest, but with her legs shackled to the table and her
arms tied behind her she was completely powerless to
stop the man.
She continued to keep her eyes closed, as she could not
stomach having to look at the thick clumps of fur all
over his torso. Her pussy was already so sore from the
earlier fucking, and burned very badly as Hassan forced
his shaft inside the opening.
"Wow the whore is so tight!!" Hassan yelled in his
native tongue, as he bent over the table and sank nearly
his entire cock inside the 19-year-old.
"No please!! PLEASE!!" Samantha begged fearfully, as
Hassan gripped the edges of the table by her head and
readied himself to begin fucking the blonde girl.
Samantha screamed in total misery as the huge Arab
suddenly began hammering away at her little pink cunt.
She was thinking—or perhaps hoping—that he would start
gradually and work into a rhythm. Instead, however, he
immediately began fucking the bound American at a
furious pace, slamming his huge cock in and out of her
in long and powerful strokes. The rape was so brutal
that Samantha looked like she was being tortured. She
was screaming at the top of her lungs and was squirming
about so hysterically.
"AAAAGGGHHH!! PLEEEZE!!" The blonde wailed, shaking her
head from side to side while Hassan furiously fucked
her.
Jalil and the other guards in the room were watching in
excitement as their boss absolutely pummeled the little
American bitch. Though they'd seen it hundreds of times
over the years, it was always a joy to watch Hassan fuck
a new slave for the first time. Just like themselves,
Hassan preferred having sex in an extremely rough and
violent manner, and especially with Americans like
Samantha. The guards could all see how much pain the
girl was in, as she was so tiny and at the complete
mercy of Hassan's vicious fucking.
"Please master!! Please stop!! It hurts so much!!
PLEEEZE!!" Samantha screamed miserably, after a couple
minutes passed by and the old Arab continued to pound
her aching vagina.
"Ah!! Shit!!" Hassan shouted, slamming his palm against
the table as he felt his cock about to explode.
The fat beast gave one final shove and then roared as a
river of sperm gushed from his dick and into the 19-
year-old. Samantha let out a bleat of surprise and
disgust as she felt her womb being flooded with cum. She
was so sickened by the sensation, but at the same time
she was glad the old man was finally done with her. Her
pussy was absolutely on fire and felt like it had been
raped with a rusty pole rather than a penis.
"Oh my that was incredible!!" Hassan exclaimed, huffing
while he lay atop the tiny blonde and finished dumping
his seed inside her.
Once he was finished, the man pulled out of Samantha and
took a few steps back, so that he and his men could
admire his work. The girl's vagina was agape and her
cunt lips were already slightly swollen. In just seconds
Hassan's milky cum began oozing from the American's
lovely vagina and down onto her tiny anus. Even though
he'd just climaxed, Hassan could hardly wait to sodomize
Samantha later in the evening.
"Shit I'm going to be late," Hassan said in Arabic, as
he glanced at his Rolex watch. "You all may use her
until 2:00. Then I want you to begin her training Jalil.
Teach her how to suck properly, and clean her asshole."
"Yes sir," Jalil answered, also in Arabic.
There were five guards inside the room, and they all
stood still and waited respectfully while Hassan got
dressed. Once the elderly man was finished and had left
the room, the group of Muslim giants quickly began
removing their clothes while they chatted excitedly.
They quickly discussed in which order they would take
the American, and whether or not to leave her tied to
the table.
It was just past noon now, and there was plenty of time
for all of them to have a turn with the girl. Samantha,
meanwhile, was so distraught that she did not even
comprehend what was happening. The moment one of the
guards got into position between her legs, however, the
girl completely lost it.
"NOOOO!! NOOOO!! LEAVE ME ALONE!!" Samantha screamed,
tilting her head forward and staring at the brute in
defiance.
Other than being slightly skinnier and shorter, the man
was very similar in build to Jalil. He was actually the
smallest of Hassan's guards, although at 6'3" and 240
lbs he was nevertheless very big himself. Likewise, his
penis was also very large, though not quite as large as
Jalil's ridiculous 9" snake. The moment he began roughly
shoving it inside the blonde girl she screeched in
horrendous pain.
The muscular Arab shouted random expletives and other
nonsense while he savagely fucked the screaming 19-year-
old. Like many other Middle Easterners, he had a natural
disdain for Americans, although his hatred for them went
even further. He was of Iraq descent and had several of
his close friends and relatives who'd been killed in the
War on Terror. Although Samantha obviously had nothing
to do with those deaths, to him she embodied the typical
arrogance and affluence of the US, and he planned on
taking out all of his rage on her.
"AAAGGGHHHH!! STOP!! STAAAAAWWWWWP!!" Samantha shrieked,
as the twisted fiend began fucking her harder than even
Jalil or Hassan.
The crazed man was bent over the table and was
practically jumping up and down while he battered
Samantha's devastated cunt. Because some of Hassan's
sperm was still left inside the girl's vagina, each time
the guard slammed into her it produced the loudest and
most sickening wet sound. He was drilling his entire
cock in and out of the girl, and each thrust looked like
it was killing her more and more.
"No more please!! You're killing me!! YOU'RE FUCKING
KILLING MEEEEE!!" Samantha screamed, gazing at the Iraq
man with sheer desperation.
Samantha nearly fainted several times as almost five
minutes passed by and the guard ferociously raped her.
The searing pain in her vagina was so bad now that she
could not even think. She screamed pretty much the
entire time and her voice was quickly starting to grow
hoarse. By the time the man finally climaxed she was
completely devastated, and her vagina and womb felt like
they'd been pounded to a pulp.
"No!! Oh my God please stop this!! I can't—I can't take
it anymore!!" Samantha squealed, sobbing wretchedly once
the man pulled out of her only to be replaced instantly
by the next guard.
"No stop!! Stop!! STOP!! NOOOOOOOOOO!!" The blonde
wailed in terror, struggling madly as the mountainous
guard began stuffing her poor vagina once more.
Just like Hassan and the other man before him, the Arab
brute fucked Samantha in the most merciless fashion.
Though she did not think it was possible, her vagina
felt even more on fire as the vicious guard hammered
away at it. But because her voice was virtually gone,
Samantha was unable to scream nearly as loud as before,
and the rapist mistakenly thought that this meant he was
not fucking the blonde nearly as thoroughly as the
others. So he proceeded to absolutely pummel poor
Samantha, fucking her harder than he'd ever fucked a
woman in his life.
"Aaaaggghhh!!" Samantha squealed wretchedly, as the Arab
slammed his oversized cock in and out of her pussy like
a locomotive.
"Holy shit Amir, don't kill the poor girl!" Jalil
shouted in Arabic, watching in wonder while his huge
friend beat the brakes off Samantha's cunt.
Several agonizing minutes passed by before the guard
finally spewed his cum inside the little blonde. He was
sweating profusely and out of breath as he lay atop the
bound American. When he finally pulled out and stepped
aside so that the next man could begin Samantha was
beyond hysterical.
"NOOOO!! NO MORE!! STOP THIS!! PLEASE JUST FUCKING
STOP!!" Samantha screamed, looking up at her new
assailant in complete dismay.
The 19-year-old yanked hectically at her bonds and
sobbed in anguish as the dark-skinned Arab lined his
huge cock up with her swollen vagina. Samantha's scream
was absolutely gut-wrenching as the guard rammed forward
and brutally drove all 8 inches of his penis inside her
cunt. Normally it would not have been remotely possible
for the man to skewer Samantha in such fashion, but
after having been raped by three massive cocks in just
the past 20 minutes her cunt was so badly stretched out
and torn.
"Please sir!!" Samantha pleaded in despair. "Please
stop!! I'm—I'm dying!! I swear to God you're gonna kill
me! Please no more!!"
The Arab turned to his friends and laughed before he too
began fucking the tiny American like a complete savage.
By now Samantha was so drained that she just writhed
around weakly and wept while the ugly giant raped her.
Somehow, she was able to stay conscious and survive as
he and the final guard spent more than ten minutes
pummeling her vagina. When the last of Hassan's men
finally finished using her, the blonde looked completely
traumatized and was barely moving.
"Damn Jalil I know you're going to have fun today," one
of the guards remarked in Arabic, as he and the others
all donned their suits again.
"Yes it will be very pleasant," Jalil smiled, as he
looked at the sniveling little American on the table.
"Hopefully Hassan finishes with her early tonight," a
different guard stated. "And he lets us fuck her ass."
"Yes I hope so too," Jalil agreed, waving to his friends
as they all began exiting the room.
Once they were gone there was an eerie silence inside
the spacious dungeon. Samantha was so utterly devastated
that she appeared to be in shock. Her eyes were closed
and her petite body was quivering while she shed more
and more tears. Jalil looked down at her vagina and was
not surprised by what he saw. The orifice was gaping
badly and was smeared with blood while a thick line of
cum dribbled from it. He gave Samantha just minutes to
herself and then began untying her from the table.
"Let's go stupid whore," the huge Arab commanded, as he
wedged his arms inside the girl's armpits and dragged
her back over to where she was originally.
"Please, no—no more," Samantha moaned, too tired to
resist as Jalil forced her to kneel before tying her
wrists into a pair of leather restraints above her head.
The cuffs were attached to a length of rope which, in
turn, ran up through a pulley which was fixed to a metal
beam high on the wall. The rope was easily adjustable,
so that whoever was secured to the cuffs could be left
on their knees or lifted high into the air. For the
moment, however, Jalil left the young American on her
knees, with her arms pulled up above her head. He stared
at the girl for a moment, once again appreciating her
fine white skin and tremendously hot little body.
"Hey! Look at me whore!" Jalil shouted, prompting the
blonde to gaze up at him. "Your training begins now.
Today you will learn how to suck dick."
Samantha watched nervously as the massive Arab walked
over to the corner of the room and grabbed a small
stool. He then moved over to a cabinet containing dozens
of whips, canes, and riding crops. After thinking for a
minute, he selected a very menacing black whip which was
split at the end into four different leather strands.
Each strand contained strips of steel inside the
leather, allowing them to inflict a great deal of pain
on the poor target. Samantha whined in fear as the naked
beast set the stool down directly in front of her before
taking a seat on it. She began shaking as the man's 9"
cock was now just inches from her face, and completely
erect.
"Because you are American I think you are good cock-
sucker," Jalil declared in his heavy accent. "But maybe
not."
"No please!!" Samantha cried, recoiling as the man
dropped his whip and grabbed her head with one of his
giant hands.
"You will put it all in your mouth, or else," the Arab
warned, using his other hand to tilt his massive prick
down toward the blonde's lips. "If you fail or refuse I
will hit you five times, if you throw up, ten times. If
you bite me, I will hit you twenty times."
Samantha whimpered in fear as the hairy bastard held her
head still and guided his huge prick between her lips.
It smelled and tasted so bad, and for a second she
thought about biting down on it before quickly deciding
not to. She'd never been forced to suck a man's penis
before, so she was mortified as Jalil clutched her skull
tightly and began shoving one inch after another of his
dick inside her mouth.
When she felt the tip of the awful penis ramming into
her throat the little American instantly started gagging
badly and frantically tried to free her head from the
Arab's grasp. Jalil kept the girl's skull in place and
continued trying to cram his cock down her gullet while
she choked.
"Fucking bitch!!" Jalil cursed in Arabic, jerking the
blonde's face away as she was forced to bite down on the
meaty shaft.
"Uuuuaaaagghh!! Please I'm sorry!!" Samantha shrieked,
coughing violently as she struggled to take in oxygen.
She did not even notice as Jalil rose angrily to his
feet and stomped over to the wall behind her. He began
turning the handle of a crank, and in turn the rope and
cuffs attached to Samantha's wrists started climbing.
Samantha yelped in fear as she was quickly and steadily
lifted higher and higher, until she was in the air and
her little toes dangled a foot above the floor.
"You failed," Jalil stated in a very upset tone, after
returning from the wall and picking up the whip. "And
you bite me. That is 25 hits."
"No, no, no," Samantha responded, her eyes wide in
terror as the beefy Arab cocked his whip back.
"Aaaaggghhh!!" Samantha screamed, kicking her legs in
the air as Jalil viciously swung the whip across her
little breasts.
"One!" Jalil bellowed, swiftly bringing the whip over
his shoulder once more.
Samantha unleashed a spine-tingling scream as the Arab
again ripped the leather strands across her chest. The
strike was so hard that the American's small breasts
jiggled side to side several times from the blow. Jalil
counted out the hit once again. Samantha was already
starting to weep again as she looked at the Arab and
thrashed around in the air in total fear.
"Three!!" Jalil yelled, after slamming the whip against
the blonde's tits yet again.
"AAGGGGHHH!! STOP IT!!" Samantha screeched, glaring at
the Middle Eastern giant in hatred and agony.
Jalil's heart was beating in excitement as he continued
to pummel the little dangling American. He unleashed
seven more horrendous lashes on her, with every single
one on her defenseless breasts. With each lash Samantha
grew more and more hysterical. It wasn't long before it
felt like the skin was literally being beaten from her
chest. The pain was completely and utterly excruciating,
and was just as bad as the brutal train Hassan and his
guards had ran through her cunt just moments ago.
"Ten!!" Jalil shouted in triumph.
The Arab finally paused for a moment and stared at the
tiny, sobbing 19-year-old in the air. Her breasts were
already covered with dozens of long, dark red welts.
There were also a few on her torso, directly beneath her
quivering A-cup tits. Samantha's head was slumped to the
side and her face was pressed against her skinny bicep.
She looked totally miserable and defeated, but Jalil was
far from done with her.
"I am nice, I will give your breasts break," Jalil
chuckled, as he stepped around the writhing American so
that he was behind her.
"Aaaaggghhh!!" Samantha screamed, tugging at her bonds
as she felt the braids of the whip slash across her
buttocks.
"Eleven!" Jalil roared, laughing as the petite blonde
started flailing her legs once more.
"NOOOOO!!" Samantha howled, as the terrible flogger
instantly set her ass ablaze once more.
The slender American screamed, begged, and wept
feverishly as Jalil proceeded to administer the
remaining lashes on her small, firm ass. Her shrieks of
agony were almost inhuman, as the scorching pain drove
her to the brink of madness. By the time he'd delivered
the 25th and final strike, Samantha's once pristine ass
looked just like her breasts—crimson all over and
covered with blistering welts. The girl was still
blubbering as Jalil went back to the wall and spun the
crank, thereby lowering her back to the cold floor until
she was on her knees again.
"Come on, let's try again," Jalil declared, plopping
down on the stool in front of Samantha and grabbing her
long sandy-blonde hair. "Open your mouth."
The little blonde whined dismally as she parted her lips
for the man's enormous cock. She was incredibly nervous
as Jalil held her skull with both hands and slowly
inserted his penis into her mouth. When about half of it
was between her jaws and she felt the tip pushing
against her tonsils Samantha began whimpering pitifully.
She looked down and saw that several inches of Jalil's
dick was still outside of her mouth and she started
crying.
"Remember, you take whole dick in your mouth," Jalil
reminded the girl, before he began cramming his penis
down her fragile throat.
"Aaaackkkkkkkk!!" Samantha groaned wretchedly, trying to
twist her head away as Jalil's monstrous cock wormed its
way down her gullet.
The petite American was utterly mortified at what Jalil
was trying to do to her. She had never deep-throated
anyone in her life, and simply had no clue how it was
possible. When she'd given blowjobs, the furthest she'd
ever allowed her previous partner's to insert into her
mouth was 3-4 inches. So now, as the Arab fiend packed
nearly six inches of his gigantic cock into her mouth
and throat, Samantha could not help but start to gag
immediately.
This time, however, she wisely remembered not to bite
down on the penis, even as Jalil forced it deeper and
deeper into her throat. He got almost seven inches
inside the blonde's mouth before it was clear that she
was starting to choke, at which point he reluctantly
pulled out of her.
"You fail again!" Jalil hissed at the retching,
despondent girl.
"No please!! PLEEEZE!!" Samantha begged, coughing
intensely as Jalil got up and walked back over to the
wall.
"No wait!! Stop!! Stop!! I'll do it!! Please I'll do
it!!" The American squealed, pulling at her restraints
as she was once again hoisted into the air.
When he was satisfied with the height of the girl Jalil
walked back in front of her and grabbed the whip from
the ground. Samantha was already shaking her head in
dread as she looked at the awful leather instrument. She
already started screaming as the Arab cocked it back
before tearing it across her tits. The instant the
braids of steel and leather touched her skin Samantha's
scream seemed to double in volume.
"One!!" Jalil called out.
"Please, please, please!! Let me down!! I'll do it right
this time!!" Samantha beseeched the heartless man.
"AAaaaiiiieee!!" The blonde wailed, twisting around in
the air wildly as Jalil cracked the whip against her
helpless chest once more.
Jalil shouted out the number again and quickly unleashed
three more agonizing lashes on the American's tits. He
then went over to the crank and twisted it until the
miserable blonde was back on her knees. Samantha was
completely dejected at this point and wanted so badly to
just shield her battered breasts with her arms.
"Again!" The Arab commanded, sitting down in front of
the girl and grabbing the back of her head.
Samantha emitted a long and anguished groan as Jalil
speared his big fat cock back into her mouth. She
consciously tried her absolute best to loosen her throat
and suppress her gag reflex as the massive Arab rammed
his prick down her tiny throat once more. This time,
however, she could not even last half as long as the
previous attempt. In just seconds she started gagging
again, and another few seconds later Jalil was forced to
pull out.
"NOOOOO!!" Samantha screamed in utter horror, shaking
her head woefully as the guard marched back over to the
wall and turned the crank.
"Oh my God please just stop this!! Please no more!!"
Samantha implored the callous Arab, who grabbed the whip
and disappeared behind her.
Jalil calmly and swiftly dispensed five searing shots on
the American's ass, this time not bothering to count
aloud. Samantha screamed in abject misery the entire
time, of course, and was a blubbering mess by the time
Jalil lowered her back to the floor. Her buttocks burned
so badly that it was hard for her to even breathe. As
Jalil took a seat in front of her yet again Samantha let
out a scream of absolute misery, fear, and frustration.
"We do not stop until you learn how to suck," Jalil
declared, seizing the white girl's head.
Samantha whined dismally as she spread her lips and
allowed Jalil to shove his dick back into her mouth. She
concentrated on the blistering pain all over her breasts
and ass and was absolutely set on taking the Arab's
entire cock inside her throat. Samantha's eyes were
closed and a look of pure torture was on her face as
Jalil slowly shoved more and more of his penis inside
her mouth.
He stuffed more than seven inches down the blonde's
gullet before she suddenly yanked her head back and
puked her airplane food all over the ground. Jalil
sighed in frustration and jerked Samantha's hair forward
so she was forced to look down.
"You fail, and you throw up," Jalil declared, pointing
at the floor. "Fifteen hits."
"NO!! NO!! NOOOOOO!!" Samantha screamed in horror,
tugging at her bonds as hard as she could while Jalil
grabbed the whip and marched over to the wall.
"OWE OWE!! Pleeeeaaaaaaaassssssse!!" The tiny American
screeched, squirming around in agony as Jalil beat her
breasts with the whip.
"One!" The Arab growled, blasting Samantha's tits once
more.
Jalil was elated as he proceeded to pummel the
American's tiny breasts. Although he appeared irritated
at Samantha's inability to deep-throat him, in actuality
the Arab did not mind one bit, as it gave him reason to
batter Samantha's lovely petite body.
The particular whip he was using was of such design that
the braids of steel wrapped in leather would not break
the victim's skin, but would leave tremendously
excruciating welts. As such, it was perfect for
prolonged sessions, which Jalil imagined this would be.
Nevertheless, he had all day with the American bitch,
and she was going to learn how to deep-throat him one
way or another.
"No wait!! Please!!" Samantha wailed, as the Arab
prepared to deliver the 8th lash on her. "I'll—I'll suck
you!! Please, I'll suck your dick!! I'll suck it good I
swear!! I'll make you cum I swear to God!!"
The skinny little blonde wept in terror as Jalil simply
laughed before stepping around behind her. Samantha
screamed piercingly as the awful braids slammed into her
reddened ass-cheeks. Jalil dispensed seven more
excruciating hits on the blonde's ass, soaking in her
screams of pure agony. When he was through he calmly
lowered the American to the floor and again plopped down
onto the stool right in front of her.
"No wait, wait," Samantha stated in panic as the Arab
took hold of her head. "Please stop, please listen. I'll
suck your dick—I'll suck your dick my way. Please, just
let me suck it my way. Please, you'll like it. I swear
to God you'll like it."
"No," Jalil responded with no emotion, clutching a
fistful of the girl's hair and pulling her face towards
his giant penis. "No your way, only correct way."
Samantha screamed in complete suffering as Jalil forced
his cock back into her open mouth. Her slender neck was
straining as she frantically tried to free her skull
from the man's grip. At this point she was convinced
there was no way in the world she could take his entire
penis inside her mouth, and she was no longer interested
in trying. But as the barbaric Arab rammed his huge cock
down her throat Samantha inevitably began strangling on
the meaty pipe.
"Nooo!! Stop!! PLEEEZE!!" The American screamed, yanking
at her cuffs in fury as Jalil pulled out of her mouth
and started walking back to the wall.
"No don't!! Stop!!" Samantha begged, looking at Jalil in
terror as he began turning the crank.
"NOOOOO!" The petite blonde screeched, as she was raised
high into the air.
Jalil watched in total joy as the 19-year-old sobbed and
twisted about like a pathetic whore. He had not even
struck her yet with the whip but she was already so
frightened. He could see the look of complete terror,
pain and anger on her face, and was so tempted to take
her down for a few minutes and rape her again. The
American bitch was ridiculously sexy as she hung there,
naked and glistening with sweat with dozens of searing
welts all over her little chest.
"AAAGGGGGHH!!" Samantha wailed, pulling herself high
into the air as Jalil raked the whip across her breasts.
"One!" The Arab hooted, before viciously striking the
small mounds again.
"Stop it you fucking asshole!!" Samantha bellowed,
squirming around in agony as she glared at the sadistic
ogre. "You fucking bastard!! What the fuck is wrong with
you?! Can't you see?! I can't—I can't do it you psycho
motherfucker!!"
After taking more than 50 excruciating lashes on her ass
and breasts the little American had finally had enough.
Although Samantha was deathly afraid of the colossal
Arab, she could no longer contain her rage and
frustration. The man was a complete lunatic and she
needed him to know that. Samantha could not understand
how it was not clear to him—as it was to her—that she
could not suck him, at least not the way he wanted.
"You are wrong," Jalil replied. "You can do it, you will
see."
"NOOOO!! AAAUUUGGGHHH!!" Samantha screeched, trying to
twist away as Jalil landed another horrendous blow to
her tits.
The Arab laid two more shots on the blonde's chest. The
remainder of her torso was completely unmarked, and
while he considered hitting her elsewhere, Jalil loved
decorating Samantha's small round breasts and ass too
much. When he was finished he lowered the American back
to the floor. As soon as he sat down in front of her and
grabbed her head Samantha began bawling like a true
whore.
"Oh God please!! Please stop!!" The 19-year-old pleaded,
in a much more docile tone than when she'd cursed at
Jalil a minute ago. "Listen!! Please listen to me!! I
can't—I can't do this! I can't do what you want me to,
but I swear to God I'll give you a—a good blowjob! I
swear you'll like it! Please just let me—just let me
show you!!"
"Shut up, and open your mouth," Jalil snapped, holding
his index finger in front of the American. "You will
learn how to suck correct way, or I will beat you, all
day."
"No!! Get away from meeee!!" Samantha screamed, clamping
her teeth and jerking her head sideways as the Arab
pressed the tip of his cock against her lips.
"You refuse?!" Jalil growled, yanking down on the girl's
hair. "You refuse?! Five hits!!"
"No wait!! Wait!!" The little American shouted in dread,
as Jalil got to his feet and walked back to the wall.
"Stop!! Please I'll do it!! Please come back!! I'll do
it!!"
Samantha screamed in complete anguish and regret as she
was hoisted back into the air. As the giant Arab
disappeared behind her with the whip she still could not
comprehend that this was actually happening to her. Her
mind was overloaded with thoughts and she kept praying
that this was nothing but a terrible nightmare. As Jalil
slammed the whip against her scorched buttocks, however,
the mind-boggling pain was a harsh reminder that this
was in fact real.
"One!! You refuse again?!" Jalil demanded, pausing to
hear back from the squirming little blonde.
"Aaaaiiiieee!! Stop!! No!! No I don't!! I don't
refuse!!" Samantha quickly shouted back. "Please let me
down!! Please sir I don't refuse!! I'll be good I
swear!! Please I'll be good!"
"Two!!" The Arab bellowed, after unleashing another shot
on the girl's ass.
"AAAAGGGGHHHHHH!! STOP!! PLEASE I SAID I'LL BE GOOD!!"
Samantha squealed in agony.
Jalil administered three more brutal lashes on the
American's bottom. Unlike her breasts, the bitch
actually had quite a shapely and plump ass, especially
for how small and skinny she was. Jalil simply could not
wait to stick his enormous cock inside the blonde's
asshole and hear her scream when he did. When he lowered
Samantha back to the floor and stood before her she
looked completely defeated and consumed with pain. She
did not resist at all now as the Arab grabbed her hair
and pulled her toward his cock.
As expected, another attempt to deep-throat the 19-year-
old ended in failure. Samantha begged, screamed, and
wept in sheer misery as Jalil raised her into the air
and punished her with the whip. This cruel process
repeated itself over and over again, as the mighty Arab
thrashed Samantha's ass and breasts dozens more times.
Gradually, however, the American figured out more and
more how to accomplish her task.
With each set of excruciating lashes she learned more
and more new things, like to lean forward and straighten
her throat, to relax and expand her gullet, and how to
control her gag-reflex and breathe through her nose.
Finally, after what seemed like the hundredth attempt,
she was able to stay composed long enough for Jalil to
fit his entire 9" cock inside her mouth and throat.
"Very good!" Jalil commended the little blonde, after
pulling out of her mouth.
"Aaaaiiiieee!!" Samantha screamed in exhaustion,
coughing violently once the awful Arab penis was no
longer jammed in her throat.
Jalil smiled as he watched the petite girl panting and
groaning in relief. She was slumped forward and would
have collapsed onto her side if it wasn't for the cuffs
holding her arms in the air above her. She was so
drained and he could tell from her body language that
she thought her misery was over. The Arab, of course,
knew otherwise. He gave Samantha just a couple of
minutes of rest before he grabbed her hair once more.
"No, please," the American pleaded as soon as she felt
Jalil's grip. "Stop, no more. I did it, I did what you
wanted."
"Stupid American," Jalil laughed, as he grinned down at
the tiny blonde. "Your training is not over. Now you
will make me cum. You will use your throat. You will
take whole cock in your throat. If you fail—or make me
angry—fifty hits."
"Noooooo!! God please just leave me alone!!" Samantha
sobbed, her eyes wide with terror as Jalil shoved his
prick back into her mouth.
Chapter 3: Samantha's First Anal
Samantha Brunner, the sexy little 19-year-old American,
was naked and on her knees. However, she was no longer
in Hassan's basement with her arms tied to the wall
above her head. She was inside the bedroom of her
master's sprawling mansion. There were countless fancy
and extremely expensive furnishings and decorations
inside the room. Chief among them was Hassan's king-size
bed, with its golden headboard and beautiful tarp and
oak frame. Attached to each of the four bedposts were
leather bindings and these were the only part of the bed
that looked odd and out of place.
"Ah Samantha, I have been looking forward to this all
day," Hassan declared, as he stripped naked and faced
the trembling girl. "I heard your training was a bit
more difficult than expected. You had trouble learning
to deep-throat? I understand how it could be difficult,
Jalil is so very large and you—you are quite tiny."
Samantha's eyes began to water as she listened to the
man's words. She'd spent over three hours learning from
Jalil how to suck dick the proper way—the first hour
finding a way to even fit the Arab's huge cock inside
her mouth and the next two actually using her throat to
make him cum. It had been absolute torture, as the
insane fiend had clobbered her frail throat over and
over again with his penis.
He'd battered Samantha's breasts and ass dozens more
times during that span, for various reasons like choking
on his dick, incessantly crying or begging, and vomiting
when she could not handle the brutal pounding of his
cock against her gullet.
For Samantha, it had been by far the worst three plus
hours of her life. During that time she'd been treated
like the lowest piece of filth on earth. Jalil had been
completely merciless as he'd fucked her mouth in the
most brutal fashion imaginable, slamming his massive
penis in and out of her throat like he was trying to
obliterate it. The only thing worse than having her raw
gullet pummeled over and over again was getting hoisted
into the air and constantly flogged all over her swollen
chest and buttocks.
After more than two hours Jalil had finally grown tired
and hammered away at the blonde's mouth until he blew
his load. He'd forced Samantha to swallow every drop of
his sperm, which she was barely able to do without
puking. Samantha had never swallowed any of her
boyfriend's cum, and found the idea absolutely
disgusting. She'd nearly spat out Jalil's seed as well,
but had wisely found a way to gulp it down.
The Arab had then taken Samantha upstairs to a large
bathroom with many different medical tools. He'd leaned
Samantha over the bathtub, tied her hands to her ankles,
and then spent the next hour giving the poor girl an
enema. For Samantha, this too had been excruciating, as
Jalil roughly inserted the rubber hose deep inside her
rectum and proceeded to flush out any feces inside her.
After thoroughly cleansing the girl's bowels, he'd
allowed her to take her first piss of the day and then
finished by running the shower over her and wiping any
fluids or other filth from her body.
"So, are you ready to show me what you learned today
slave?" Hassan asked eagerly, as he stroked his huge
cock and looked down at the American's bruised, reddened
chest.
"Yes sir," Samantha said softly, choking back tears.
"Come, onto the bed slave," Hassan commanded, as he
walked over to the mattress and climbed atop it.
Samantha followed the fat, massive Arab onto the bed. He
was so revolting and she could not stomach the idea of
him even touching her. Hassan moved to the end of the
mattress and turned around before plopping down on his
butt and resting his back against the wooden headboard.
He spread his thick, hairy thighs apart and beckoned
Samantha over with his finger.
"Get over here slave," Hassan commanded, as he stroked
his huge cock with one hand. "And show me what you have
learned."
Samantha could not hide the look of disgust on her face
as she shuffled forward on her hands and knees like a
bitch. She got between the old man's legs and was on the
verge of tears as she looked at the hideous cock in
front of her. After spending half of the day choking on
Jalil's dick the last thing she wanted to see was
another one, especially since Hassan's penis was barely
smaller than his guard's.
"Oh yesss," the Sheikh groaned, as the little blonde
wrapped her lips around his cock.
Samantha had tears in her eyes now as she brushed her
hair to the side and tilted the Arab's ugly penis down.
She relaxed her gullet and tried to remain calm as she
leaned forward and took inch after inch of Hassan's
penis into her mouth. She got nearly all of it inside
her throat before her gag-reflex triggered and she began
gagging violently.
"I'm sorry!" Samantha quickly apologized, taking a few
seconds to gather herself before reattaching her lips to
the old man's prick.
Hassan looked down with a smile as the 19-year-old
American sucked his huge cock in the most obscene
manner. She was groaning and sniveling in misery as she
spread her jaws as wide as she could and constantly
pumped her mouth up and down the awful cock.
Unsurprisingly, Jalil had done a fine job with the girl.
She did not stop stuffing her throat with Hassan's cock,
even while she was constantly forced to choke on it.
Hassan could not see her face, but the way her amazingly
petite and slender body tensed each time she gagged on
his cock was so hot. As she continued to blow him, the
Arab suddenly gripped Samantha's hair and forced her
face all the way down to the base of his penis. He kept
her in this position for nearly ten seconds, savoring
the tightness of her frail throat until she began
retching on his dick.
"Ah perhaps Jalil did not do as good of a job as I'd
thought," Hassan lamented, finally pulling the
American's head back up. "I will make sure your session
with him is much more thorough tomorrow."
Samantha was coughing dismally but was still able to
make out what the man had said, and his words filled her
with dread. Jalil was without question the most
sadistic, terrifying person she'd ever met, and she
could not stand even the idea of being in the basement
dungeon and at his mercy again. Eager to please the old
Arab in front of her, Samantha wrapped her lips back
around his penis and continued to deep-throat him once
more.
"Ah yes, very good whore," Hassan groaned, as the little
American simultaneously sucked and gagged on his cock.
Hassan sat back and allowed the blonde to blow him for
more than five minutes. Toward the end it was clear she
could no longer take his 8" cock down her gullet, as she
slowly began servicing just half of the giant shaft.
Hassan allowed the girl to continue in this manner, but
planned on making sure Jalil educated her tomorrow. As
he began climaxing, he was further surprised and furious
as the impudent American yelped in disgust and
immediately detached her mouth from his cock.
"Stupid American whore!" Hassan growled, as spurts of
cum shot through the air and landed on his bed. "You
will be punished severely for that!"
Samantha began weeping as she realized her grave
mistake. She remembered now what Jalil had warned her
earlier, after he'd ejaculated in her mouth and forced
her to swallow it. He'd instructed her to swallow every
single drop of Hassan's sperm anytime the old Arab
spewed in her mouth, and had cautioned her that failure
to do so would result in the worst beating of her life.
"I'm—I'm sorry," the blonde quickly stated, looking up
at Hassan with sincere regret in her eyes.
"You are lucky I don't have Jalil take you away right
now," the Arab replied. "You will receive your
punishment in the morning."
Samantha whimpered in fear as her thoughts raced ahead
to what awaited her tomorrow. The mere thought of
getting her ass and breasts beaten by Hassan's sadistic
guard made her tremble. The two areas on her body were
so inflamed and battered that she could not even sit
down or touch her small chest without crying in pain.
"Come," Hassan commanded, as he took hold of the
blonde's arm and pulled her off the bed. "You will make
me hard again now."
Samantha stumbled after the old Sheikh as he led her to
a small platform just a few feet from the bed. It was
about 10' by 10' and built into the center of it was a
steel pole that connected to the tall ceiling. Also,
next to the pole were a pair of cheap 8" stripper heels,
with black leather straps and an acrylic base. Hassan
pushed the little American toward the stage and smiled
as she looked confused.
"Oh come on slave, you are American, do not pretend you
are unfamiliar with this," Hassan laughed. "You will
dance for me here every night, and you will dance like a
true American slut. If I am not satisfied with you I
will have Jalil discipline you."
"Please, I'm not a stripper," Samantha beseeched the
man, her cheeks already beginning to turn red. "I've—
I've never done this before. Please, don't make me do
this."
"No more complaining!" Hassan hissed. "Or I will have
you taken away and beaten the rest of the night. Shut up
and begin dancing. When I am recovered you will join me
on the bed again. Now put on those shoes and begin!"
Samantha sighed in despair as she climbed onto the stage
and attached the heels to her feet. She'd never worn
anything like them and was barely able to keep her
balance in the insanely high stilettos. The petite
blonde was quivering as Hassan sat comfortably on his
bed and leered at her. Samantha felt completely
disgraceful as she began doing her best stripper
impersonation, running her hands through her long hair
while she swayed her hips from side to side.
Hassan watched in amusement as the little American
danced awkwardly on the stage. While her movements may
have been enough to arouse some high school jock, they
were nowhere near satisfactory for the old Arab. He
shook his head as he made yet another mental note on
what Jalil was to teach her. He smiled as Samantha
continued to dance while she struggled to not break down
on the stage.
Nearly 20 minutes passed by before Hassan finally felt
his penis stiffening again. By that point he was beyond
disappointed with Samantha's performance. The entire
time she'd basically repeated the same two moves over
and over: either swaying her body from side to side or
leaning forward and running her hands all over her
thighs and hips. It was the worst dance the Arab had
ever seen, and he would make sure she was punished
gravely for it.
"Okay slave that's quite enough of that," Hassan
declared, motioning the girl over with his finger. "Come
back to the bed."
Samantha exhaled as she was finally allowed to stop.
Although her dancing had not been intensive, doing it
for almost 20 minutes had been very draining and a layer
of sweat had developed on the girl's body. She removed
the heels on her feet and walked slowly back to the
mattress, staring at the carpet the entire time. Just
before she got there Hassan suddenly climbed off the
colossal bed.
"Stay still slave," the tall, fat Arab instructed, as he
bent Samantha over the wooden footboard. "Do not move."
Samantha let out a bleat of fear as Hassan pulled her
arms out wide and tied her wrists into the leather cuffs
on the bedpost beside her. She was tied in an extremely
uncomfortable and lewd position, as she was draped over
the footboard at a sharp angle and her reddened buttocks
were perched up high in the air. The edge of the wood
beneath her hips was of such height that her feet were
dangling at least a foot above the floor.
"I have been waiting all day for this moment slave,"
Hassan stated, as he uncapped a tube of lubricant and
squeezed a good amount of it it onto the girl's tiny
anus.
"Eeeaagggghhhh!! Nooooooo!!" Samantha screamed, jerking
at her bonds as she felt the Arab pry her butt-cheeks
apart and place the tip of his huge cock against her
asshole.
"Now now slave, you must get used to this," Hassan said,
as he clutched Samantha's hip with one hand while he
used the other to guide the head of his cock inside her
ass. "I will be fucking your ass many, many times, along
with Jalil and the others."
"Nooooo!! Please don't!! Stop!!" Samantha shrieked,
jerking her hips from side to side as she felt Hassan's
penis starting to spread her anus terribly wide.
Ever since Jalil had given her that awful enema just a
couple of hours ago Samantha had been well aware of the
reality that she was going to get raped anally. However,
the idea of it was just so horrifying and disgusting
that she refused to entertain it. She'd never, ever done
anal before in her life, and planned on keeping it that
way. To her, it was one of the most disgusting acts in
the world, and she was dumbfounded how any self-
respecting girl could think otherwise.
"Oh my you are so tight back here!!" The Arab exclaimed
in joy, as he struggled to squeeze just the head of his
massive cock inside Samantha's asshole.
"Noooooooo!! NOOOOOO!!" Samantha screamed, kicking her
little feet against the wooden bed-frame as Hassan
finally lodged the tip of his cock inside her anus and
now began burrowing into the teeny hole.
Hassan was trembling in ecstasy as he gripped the little
American's tiny waist and slowly, painstakingly wrestled
his huge penis inside her half an inch at a time. He
knew that at the moment any attempts to slam into the
girl's sphincter would result in total failure. Even
with the aid of the lubricant the blonde's anus was
gripping him so hard that it felt like his dick was
being choked. As unbelievably tight as her vagina had
been, Samantha's anus felt twice as incredible.
"OOWWWE!!" Samantha squealed, shaking her head and
tugging at the cuffs on her wrists as the revolting Arab
drilled about 1/3rd of his cock inside her now.
Samantha was starting to weep now as the old, Middle
Eastern bastard behind her forced more and more of his
penis inside her rectum. She could feel the muscles of
her anal ring straining to fit the enormous cock. At any
moment it felt like they were about to rip completely
apart and the pain was simply excruciating.
"OOOOWWWWW!! PLEASE STOP!! OH MY GOD!!" The American
begged vehemently, closing her eyes and gritting her
teeth as Hassan continued drilling into her.
Samantha continued to wail and plead pitifully as the
Arab slowly but surely forced more and more of his penis
inside her ass. The further he went the more hysterical
the little blonde became, as the feeling of Hassan's
huge cock inside her tiny sphincter was not only
agonizing but also downright disgusting. By the time he
sank all 8 inches of his shaft inside the American she
was twitching violently like a dying animal.
"Thank you Allah for blessing me with this American
whore," Hassan proclaimed in Arabic, smiling as he
looked down at Samantha's quivering little body.
"Aaaaiiiieee!!" Samantha screeched, twisting around as
Hassan leaned forward and his sweaty torso rubbed
against her back.
"Listen to me carefully slave," the large Sheikh
whispered into Samantha's ear. "This will be extremely
painful for you. But I promise you will become used to
this. I will be fucking you in the ass many times from
now on, as will Jalil and my other guards."
"Noooo!!" Samantha wept, refusing to believe what the
man was telling her.
Hassan laughed as he straightened his body again and
clasped his strong hands firmly around the petite
American's hips. He then pulled about two inches of his
dick out of her sphincter before brutally ramming back
into it. Samantha immediately screamed in pain and
kicked her feet against the footboard several times.
"AAOOOWWW!! STOP!!" The tiny blonde howled, as Hassan
repeated the move in even rougher fashion.
"Calm down my little slave, I am just loosening you up,"
Hassan chuckled, as he started working his cock back and
forth inside the girl's asshole in short strokes.
Samantha was sobbing in pain and misery as her asshole
literally felt like it was on the verge of tearing.
Unlike when he'd raped her earlier, Hassan was actually
thrusting slowly and gently, as he knew it was
physically impossible for him to pummel the American's
asshole like he so badly wanted to. Nevertheless, even
at his sluggish pace, the pain was still unbearable for
little Samantha.
"Aaaaaauuugggghhhh!! Please just stop!! Please!! It
fucking hurts so bad!!" Samantha begged, rubbing her
long, skinny legs together as the huge Arab gradually
began fucking her with longer and rougher strokes.
Hassan continued to grind away at the 19-year-old
American's anus for more than ten minutes. Although it
was a lengthy process, the girl's asshole very slowly
began to open up. More importantly, however, was that
with his repeated thrusts Hassan was able to smear the
lubricant deep inside and all over Samantha's sphincter.
This—combined with his patience and determined efforts—
finally resulted in an ever so slight loosening of the
blonde's anus. Even though it still gripped his huge
cock like a hose, Hassan was overjoyed, as he'd now
stretched it wide enough to where he felt he could
finally begin hammering the tiny orifice.
"NO!! NOOOOO!!" Samantha screamed, struggling wildly
beneath the Arab as he suddenly began fucking her much
more harshly.
Hassan wrapped his thick, strong fingers around
Samantha's 22" waist and held it completely still while
he proceeded to slam his cock in and out of the wretched
young blonde. His patience was at an end, and the only
thing he wanted now was to give the American bitch the
vicious fucking that she deserved. He used all the
strength in his burly hips and began savagely hammering
the outmatched hole, ripping the entire length of his
dick in and out of it like a beast. Samantha, in the
meantime, began screaming so loud that Hassan's eardrums
throbbed.
"Aaaaiiiieee!!" The petite blonde wailed, her limbs
flailing around in the air as she was ferociously raped
by the Arab monster.
"Uuuuggggghhhhhh!!" Hassan bellowed in pure delight, as
the girl's tiny asshole still squeezed his cock like a
vise.
"AAAAAAGGGGGHHHHH!! PLEEEZE!!" Samantha screamed, tears
streaming down her blue, shock-filled eyes while Hassan
completely wrecked her anus.
Hassan was in a world of heaven as he looked down at the
squirming little American while he pummeled her asshole.
With her arms tied out wide to the sturdy bedposts and
her tiny body pinned between the heavy footboard and
Hassan's own massive frame there was absolutely nothing
she could do to defend herself. Regardless of how
frantically she struggled, Samantha truly was at the
complete mercy of the Arab brute.
As each second ticked by the fucking only got worse and
worse for the bound American. It wasn't long before
Hassan was using every ounce of his strength to rape the
girl as ferociously as he could. He continued to hold
Samantha's hips in place while he lunged forward with
all of his might and tore his cock through her asshole
like he wanted to murder it.
Samantha was in so much pain and screaming so horribly
that the veins in her neck were visibly straining and
her face was bright red. She thought no amount of pain
could be worse than getting flogged by Jalil, but this
very possibly was. Her asshole had literally torn in
several places and was beginning to smear blood all over
Hassan's penis.
"AAGGGHHH!! AAAGGGHH!! AAAGGHHH!!" Samantha screamed
over and over again, her mind so consumed with agony now
that she could no longer form words.
Hassan pounded away at the American's asshole for more
than five minutes, which to Samantha was an eternity.
Every single time the huge Arab slammed into her she
thought she would pass out from the overwhelming pain of
her asshole getting ripped apart. The dirty old Sheikh
was fucking her so roughly that despite her nonstop
screaming Samantha could hear his hairy testicles and
gut smacking against her vagina and buttocks.
"Aaarrrghhh!!" Hassan roared, stabbing his whole dick
inside the 19-year-old one last time before he began
climaxing inside her rectum.
Samantha could feel the Arab's disgusting seed flowing
into her bowels, but she was so relieved he was finished
that she genuinely did not care. The only thing she
yearned for was his cock to be out of her asshole and
never put back in. The American was weeping
uncontrollably as she thought about what had just
happened to her and what still awaited her. Her asshole
felt like it had been ravaged with a wooden log, and she
had no idea in the world how she had survived through
the anal fucking.
"That was even better than I imagined it slave," Hassan
extolled the sobbing blonde, reaching around and
wrapping his fingers around her little chest.
"AAOOOOWWWW!!" Samantha shrieked, thrash about in agony
as Hassan began pinching and slapping the small, welt-
covered mounds.
After tormenting the blonde's breasts for a minute
Hassan was satisfied and slowly extracted his penis from
her ass. Even now the hole was so tight that pulling out
of it was a struggle. When he finally did, the Arab
looked down at Samantha's anus proudly. The orifice was
gaping badly and lined with blood. Because her ass was
perked up in the air, Hassan's load of cum he'd emptied
deep inside the blonde was barely trickling out of her
asshole.
"Okay slave, back to work," Hassan announced, as he
unlocked the cuffs on Samantha's wrists and dragged her
back to the small stage.
"Uuaaagghhh!!" Samantha cried, stumbling along with the
old, fat Arab.
"You will dance for me again," Hassan instructed,
shoving the blonde toward the stripper platform. "And
when I am ready we will have more anal sex."
"Nooooooo!!" Samantha screamed, dropping to her knees
and burying her face into her hands as she began weeping
in utter misery.
Chapter 4: Samantha's Discipline
Samantha Brunner yelped in fear as the boom of a heavy
door slamming shut wakened her. She instantly began
shuddering as Jalil, head of Hassan's security, marched
toward her. The petite, naked American was back in
Hassan's dungeon, on her knees with her arms tied to the
same metal beam above her.
Samantha barely remembered how she'd gotten back here,
as the events of last night were a nightmare she wanted
to completely forget. She did recall having to dance for
Hassan for quite awhile, and then being tied to his bed
again and subjected to another savage anal fucking.
Because her asshole had been so thoroughly and terribly
destroyed from the first session with the Arab, the
second time around had been much worse, as impossible as
that would have seemed.
The only thing about it that had actually been a
positive was the duration, as Hassan lasted just a few
minutes the second time around. After he'd finished he'd
summoned his guards, who carried the blonde down to the
basement and tied her how she was now. Samantha had
spent nearly two hours weeping in torment before finally
drifting to sleep from pure physical and mental
exhaustion.
"Good morning slave," Jalil chuckled, as he loomed over
the petrified American. "Well it's good morning for me—
bad morning for you."
"Please, don't—don't do anything, please don't hurt me,"
Samantha begged, looking at the massive Arab in extreme
fear.
"You have very, very long day today," Jalil responded,
grinning as he began unbuttoning his dress-shirt.
"Hassan has many things for me to teach you."
Samantha watched nervously as the colossal Arab
patiently removed one article of clothing after another,
until he was completely naked like her. She felt the
trepidation in her stomach as he then walked over to the
cabinet of punishment devices and pulled out the same
appalling braided whip he'd used on her yesterday.
Samantha's ass and chest were still smarting badly from
the beating, and she could not stand the thought of
either areas getting struck even once.
"No, no, no, please," the American pleaded, shrinking
back from the guard as he walked toward her.
"No!! Please!! Please!! Pleeese!!" Samantha squealed,
twisting about in panic as Jalil went to the wall and
began turning the metal lever.
While he raised the little blonde into the air Jalil
turned and watched her with glee. He could not imagine
what must have been going through her mind, as her life
had been turned completely upside down in less than 24
hours. The skin on her breasts and buttocks was still
very red and striped all over. As badly as the American
had screamed and begged yesterday, Jalil knew today was
going to be much more dismal.
"You did many mistakes last night," Jalil informed the
wriggling 19-year-old, standing before her with the
whip.
"What do you mean??? What did I do???" Samantha asked
incredulously, her tiny feet hovering above the floor.
"First, you did not swallow Hassan's cum," the Arab
replied in his heavy accent.
"No please, I didn't—I didn't know," Samantha stammered,
her voice cracking with fear. "I swear I didn't know I
was supposed to. I swear, otherwise I would've. Please."
Jalil was grinning evilly as the blonde gazed at him
with the most scared and beseeching eyes. It was moments
like this that made him so grateful to be Hassan's main
disciplinarian. The amount of power he had over Samantha
and the Sheikh's other slaves was priceless, as he alone
controlled their suffering. And today, Samantha was
going to do a ton of begging for him. After taking a few
seconds to smile at the little American, Jalil suddenly
pulled the whip back and tore it across her firm tits.
"AAAAGGGHHHH!!" Samantha wailed, her slender body
jolting violently as if being zapped by a tazer.
Jalil quickly slammed the horrible whip against the
blonde's small, quivering breasts three more times.
Unlike yesterday, he did not bother counting out each
stroke, as he planned on dispensing dozens of powerful
lashes all over Samantha's breasts and ass. Swallowing
Hassan's sperm was an absolute requirement of every
single one of his whores, and failure or refusal to do
so entailed severe consequences.
"You don't drink Hassan's cum?!" The huge Arab asked
furiously, thrashing the 19-year-old's tits once more.
"UUUAAAGGGHHH!! PLEEEEZE!!" Samantha screamed, twisting
around in agony.
"No please!! I'm sorry!! I'm sorry!!" The poor blonde
begged, as tears already started to run down her cheeks.
"I'm—I didn't know!! Please I swear I didn't know!!"
Samantha screeched in complete misery as Jalil battered
her bruised, aching breasts over and over with the whip.
He unleashed at least two dozen searing lashes on the
small mounds, then stepped around the agonized little
American and did the same to her firm, round ass. After
the inhuman beating she'd taken just yesterday, Samantha
literally thought she was going to die from the
overwhelming pain. Every single blow left her feeling
like her skin was being beaten away.
"AAAAGGGGHHH!! STOP!! PLEASE JUST FUCKING STOP!!"
Samantha squealed in total misery, after Jalil struck
her scorching ass for the 20th time. "I—I SAID I'M
FUCKING SORRY!! OKAY?! I'M SORRY!! I'LL DRINK HIS
FUCKING CUM NEXT TIME I SWEAR TO GOD!!"
Jalil laughed cruelly as he continued to beat the
absolute piss out of the petite American. The mere sight
of her squirming around helplessly in excruciating pain
was such a turn-on. He pummeled Samantha's ass for
another couple of minutes, soaking in her desperate and
pathetic pleas. When he was finally ready to take a
break the blonde's ass was so red and the skin appeared
on the verge of bleeding.
"You will drink cum now?" Jalil asked, looking up at the
anguished 19-year-old.
"Yes!! Yes I will!!" Samantha sobbed, tears streaming
down her cheeks.
"Time for test then," the huge Arab declared, walking
over to the wall and lowering the blonde back to the
floor.
Samantha continued to weep as Jalil unlocked the leather
cuffs on her wrists. He then grabbed a fistful of the
girl's hair and, with just one arm, brutally jerked her
into the air. Samantha immediately began screaming in
agony as her hair felt like it was being ripped from her
scalp. She beat her fists against the Arab's forearm and
kicked her legs wildly as he calmly transported her back
over to the T-shaped table where Hassan and several
other guards had raped her just yesterday. He pinned the
American on her back atop the table and grabbed her
ankles.
"Aaaggghhhh!! Stop it!!" Samantha cried, struggling
feebly as the massive guard yanked her legs agonizingly
wide and tied them to the table.
"I will fuck you now," Jalil declared, after he'd
finished cuffing the blonde's wrists together beneath
the wooden beam she lay on. "I will finish in your
mouth, and you will swallow my cum."
"NOOOO!!" Samantha screamed, shaking her head as the
Arab brute got into position between her long, slender
legs.
Jalil did not waste time as he pressed the swollen tip
of his cock against the American's sex and violently
slammed into her as deep as he could. With one more
brutal shove he drilled nearly all of his 9" cock inside
the blonde's vagina, and then began hammering in and out
of her like a wild boar. Samantha's screams of pain as
the Arab fucked her were so piercing that they filled
the entire room and hurt Jalil's ears.
"AAAGGGGHHHH!!" The tiny 19-year-old wailed, as Jalil
absolutely pummeled her poor, aching pussy.
Samantha could not even fully comprehend what was
happening, as the massive Arab leaned over her and
fucked her with all of his rage. All she knew was that
each time he slammed his cock into her it felt like her
vagina was being torn apart and the pain was
unbelievably terrible. Both her cunt and asshole were
still extremely sore from last night, and the last thing
they needed was more fucking.
"NO PLEASE!! PLEASE!! PLEEEZE!!" Samantha screamed, the
few muscles in her slender frame straining as Jalil
continued to ruin her little pink twat.
Jalil pounded away at the American's pussy for several
minutes, until he could no longer deal with the crazy
tightness of it. When he was on the verge of climaxing,
the Arab quickly pulled out of Samantha and untied her
from the table. He grabbed the girl's hair and pulled
her onto the floor, forcing her to kneel while he
clutched her head.
"Suck! Now!" Jalil commanded, smacking his cock against
Samantha's face. "And swallow good! Swallow all!"
Samantha grimaced in disgust but wrapped her hand around
the humongous cock and began sucking on it. She wisely
serviced it the way Jalil wanted, taking nearly the
entire thing inside her throat and pumping her mouth up
and down it. Even as she began violently gagging on the
cock she did not dare to dislodge it from her gullet.
The absolute last thing Samantha wanted was to be
whipped anymore, and so she did everything in her power
to show Jalil that she was sucking his cock properly.
"Fucking American whore," Jalil chuckled in Arabic, as
he watched the little blonde deep-throat him like her
life depended on it.
In less than two minutes Samantha felt the man's cock
spasm and she quickly tilted her head back. She closed
her eyes and shuddered in disgust as the Arab's sperm
began gushing into her mouth. The blonde quickly began
drinking the terrible jizz, all the while doing her best
to not think about how awful it was.
Samantha wrapped her lips tightly around the head of
Jalil's cock to make sure not a single drop of cum
escaped her mouth. She was groaning in sheer disgust as
she took more than ten gulps of the sperm, until it
finally quit spurting into her mouth.
"Uuugggghhh!!" Samantha screeched in despair, pulling
her head away from the Arab's penis as soon as she was
finished servicing it.
"Very good," Jalil commended the little blonde. "You do
like this every time to Hassan, okay? Every time!"
"Yes, okay, I get it," Samantha whimpered back.
"Okay, but we are not finished, more lesson for you,"
the huge Arab declared, grabbing Samantha's hair and
hoisting her off her feet again.
"Aaoooowwwwww!! Stop it!! Let gooooo!!" Samantha
screamed, kicking her legs wildly in the air as Jalil
carried her back to the whipping station.
The 19-year-old American begged and cried wretchedly as
Jalil locked her wrists back into the leather cuffs
before turning the crank and stringing her back up in
the air again. Tears were streaming down the skinny
blonde's face and she was sobbing so hard already.
Samantha was absolutely terrified at the thought of
being whipped anymore, and she couldn't understand why
the Arab was going to do it.
"No please!!" Samantha shrieked, her blue eyes bulging
in fear as Jalil grabbed the whip again. "Please don't—
no more!! I—I'm sorry!! Please I'm sorry!! Whatever—
whatever I did I'm sorry!! Please just don't hit me
anymore!! I'll do whatever you want I swear!!"
"You will be whipped many times today," Jalil stated,
smiling as he watched the frightened look in the girl's
eyes. "I have much to teach you."
"AAAOOOWWWW!!" Samantha screamed, thrashing around in
agony as the massive guard slammed the whip across her
tender red breasts. "Why?! What did I do?!"
Samantha wailed once more in complete torture as Jalil
lit into her burning tits, and then she simply began
weeping in total despair. She knew there was nothing she
could do to stop the Arab from beating her, and it was
his decision alone. He doled out about a dozen agonizing
lashes to the blonde's tits, then moved around her and
began pummeling her swollen buttocks.
"AAAGGGGHHH!! PLEASE JUST FUCKING STOP!!" Samantha
wailed, pulling at her bonds while Jalil beat her ass
with the whip again and again. "PLEASE!! I'LL—I'LL DO
WHATEVER YOU WANT!!"
"Do you know why I whip you?" Jalil asked, walking back
in front of the American after he'd whipped her ass at
least 20 times.
"No I don't!!" Samantha sobbed. "Please tell me!! Please
tell me and I'll—I'll do whatever! Just please tell me
what to do, please don't hit me anymore!!"
"You dance like shit, very bad," the Arab declared. "You
will dance good for Hassan."
"What??? What do you mean?" Samantha blubbered, staring
at the huge guard in confusion. "I don't—I don't
understand? What do you mean dance?"
"You must dance for Hassan like American stripper,"
Jalil explained. "You must dance like a whore."
"I'm not—I'm not a stripper though, I never have,"
Samantha responded. "Please I don't—I don't know how to
dance like that."
"Then I must punish you, until you learn," the Arab
stated, bringing the whip back over his broad shoulder.
"No!! NOOOOO!!" Samantha squealed, her eyes bulging in
horror as Jalil ripped the leather strap across her
small breasts.
Jalil laughed maniacally as he began pummeling the tiny
blonde's tits again, admiring the sight of them
quivering after each vicious strike. Although Hassan and
some of the other guards were disappointed with
Samantha's diminutive breasts, he actually found them
very sexy. Although they were small, they were also very
round and firm and looked great on her petite body, and
were capped with the most adorable little pink nipples.
"Oh my Gaawwwd!!" Samantha bellowed, after getting her
breasts thrashed another dozen times. "Please just leave
me alone!! Please stop—just tell me what you want!!"
Jalil gave the 19-year-old another few savage swats
before finally walking over to the wall and lowering her
back to the floor. Once again Samantha was a sobbing
mess, and as Jalil reached down for her she screamed in
fear and pulled away from him. The Arab responded by
slapping Samantha hard across the cheek, before
unfastening the cuffs around her wrists. He then grabbed
her by her long, sandy hair and yanked her to her feet
before hauling her toward the other side of the room.
"Dance!!" The massive guard commanded, shoving Samantha
toward a small wooden platform.
Samantha screamed as she stumbled onto the stage. It was
almost the same size and dimensions as the one in
Hassan's bedroom, and even had a steel pole running
through the middle of it. The blonde was slow to pick
herself up, as she was still so exhausted from getting
beaten and raped by the vicious Arab. After a few
seconds, she got to her feet and turned around to face
Jalil, who'd already retrieved a chair and was seated
atop it while he watched her.
"Begin dancing, and dance good, or else," the hairy
giant warned.
Samantha closed her eyes for a few seconds and took a
deep breath as she thought carefully about how to
proceed. She still had no idea how Jalil or Hassan
wanted her to dance, but she presumed it was in the most
degrading manner possible. She thought about all of the
most seductive, trashy dances she'd seen from singers
and entertainers, but knew those would not be good
enough to satisfy the maniac watching her.
"Hurry up!!" Jalil growled, startling the young
American.
Samantha instantly placed her hands on her hips and
stuck her breasts out enticingly for the twisted Arab.
She then lowered herself into a crouching position
before spreading her legs wide and exposing her lovely
pink vagina for him. A thin smile formed on Jalil's face
as the little blonde ran one hand through her long hair
while she used the other to rub her pussy. Her face was
already beginning to turn red and she looked so
incredibly ashamed.
Jalil watched in bemusement for the next five minutes or
so as Samantha did her best to please him. She
repeatedly did things like spread her legs, gyrate her
hips, gingerly rub her breasts, and also turned around
and bent over for him. And while her performance was
undoubtedly better than her stiff and wholly uninspired
moves last night, the Arab was still far from satisfied.
When he could not bear looking at her any longer he
shook his head and commanded her to follow him back to
the whipping area. The blonde was confused and nervous
as she stepped off the stage and walked after Jalil.
"NOOOO!!" Samantha screamed, scurrying backward once her
trainer stopped at her customary station.
Jalil darted forward and grabbed the American by her
long, blonde hair before she could even attempt to run.
He yanked Samantha back toward the leather cuffs that
dangled in the air and locked her wrists into them and
then made his way back to the crank. Samantha screamed
in despair and fear as she was swiftly raised back into
the air, her legs dangling and jerking hopelessly.
"No please!!" The tiny American cried, as Jalil grabbed
the braided whip from the floor. "Why?! WHY?!"
"Your dancing still so bad!!" The Arab shouted, before
laying an absolutely horrendous blow on Samantha's
small, firm breasts.
"AAAAAOOOWWW!!" Samantha shrieked, her tiny biceps
flexing as she pulled herself high into the air and
managed to cover some of her tits with her elbows.
Jalil laughed at the blonde's desperate and pathetic
attempt to shield herself. He could have commanded her
to lower herself but instead he simply stepped behind
her and took aim at her defenseless, lovely buttocks. He
swung the whip at Samantha's ass with all of his might,
and the resulting explosion of the leather-wrapped
strips of steel against the girl's tender flesh was
ghastly.
"AAAAGGGGHH!! NOOOOO!!" Samantha screamed, thrashing
about in the air and tugging at her cuffs maniacally.
Jalil proceeded to give the petite American yet another
savage and excruciating beating, whipping her at least
another 25 more times. He concentrated most of the shots
on her ass, but very once in awhile he would swing the
whip so that the strands wrapped around Samantha's torso
and sliced into her little breasts. By the time he was
finished the blonde was a hysterical, sobbing mess, and
the skin on her ass and tits was now red and purple and
covered with thick welts and abrasions.
"Oh my God please!! No more!!" Samantha begged, groaning
in misery as Jalil lowered her back to the floor.
The Arab walked over to the corner of the room and
grabbed a wooden cart with an old TV atop it and wheels
attached to its base. He rolled the piece of furniture
back toward where Samantha was kneeling and positioned
it so the TV was just a few feet in front of her. There
was also a VCR on top of the television and he plugged
it as well as the TV into an extension cord nearby.
"You watch," Jalil declared, just before turning on both
of the electronic devices. "You watch and learn. You
will dance like this for Hassan, every night."
Within seconds an image appeared on the screen that
startled Samantha. In it there was a very attractive
Asian girl on a stage identical to the one in Hassan's
room. She was about 5'3" or 5'4" and no more than 110
lbs, with a slender yet surprisingly hourglass figure
accentuated by her full hips and lovely round C-cup
breasts. She had long, shiny black hair and perfectly
tanned skin. Other than a pair of 8" heels she was
completely naked and had a look of dejection and dread
on her face. Samantha could hear the voices of many Arab
men chatting jovially all around the video recorder.
"Begin!!" Jalil commanded on the screen.
The Asian immediately turned her attention to the
camcorder, so that she was staring straight at the
viewer. She ran her hands through her hair and began
dancing very erotically, causing the many Arabs in the
background to hoot and holler. The man recording took a
couple of seconds to survey the room, and Samantha could
not believe it as the screen suddenly was filled with at
least 10 massive, hairy, naked Arabs. They were all part
of Hassan's security crew and were sitting in leather
cushions just a few feet from the stage.
Samantha watched in disbelief as the girl's dancing
progressed from sensual to downright shocking in a
matter of moments. Shortly after she started, the Asian
crouched down and spread her legs wide for the group of
horny Arabs. She then began rubbing her index and middle
finger against her exposed pussy vigorously, closing her
eyes in misery as the men began yelling even louder.
Their cries grew to a crescendo as she inserted the two
fingers deep into her snatch and begin fingering herself
in the most lewd manner.
"Watch carefully! Remember how she is dancing!" Jalil
growled down at Samantha.
The little American continued staring at the TV as the
poor, miserable Asian danced for the pack of horny
Middle Eastern brutes. The tape ran for nearly ten
minutes and the Asian danced like an absolute whore the
entire time. She repeatedly spread her legs for the men
and fingered her pussy and asshole, while alternating
being on her back or on all fours. Every so often she
would also rub her lovely full breasts together or lick
her fingers after removing them from whichever orifice
they'd been exploring. She also made sure to contort her
body into the sluttiest positions possible for the men,
like sitting down and bringing her ankles up by her
neck, turning around and doing her best to perform the
splits position, and many other raunchy maneuvers.
It was the most obscene dance Samantha had ever seen,
but she did her best to remember the Asian's moves.
Suddenly Jalil shouted something in Arabic on screen,
and in a flash several of his fellow guards rushed onto
the stage and grabbed the little Asian bitch.
"NOOOOO!!" The girl screamed, struggling with all her
might as two of the men grabbed her arms and yanked her
off the stage.
Samantha was speechless as the pair of Arabs threw the
little Asian onto one of the large, cushioned seats. She
immediately tried to scamper away but one of the men
slapped her in the face hard and shoved her back onto
it. In the blink of an eye two more of Hassan's guards
snared the girl's legs and yanked them far apart while
another one grabbed her wrists and held them against the
top of the leather chair. The struggling Asian screamed
in fear, disgust, and pain as the first enormous Arab
got between her legs and slammed his cock deep into her
pussy. Just as he began fucking her brutally Jalil
turned off the television.
"Now you know how to dance?" The man asked in his thick
accent.
"Yes, yes I do sir," Samantha responded, looking up at
the ugly fiend with understanding.
Jalil's cock was already starting to harden as he stared
eagerly down at the tiny blonde in front of him. Less
than 30 minutes had passed since he'd dumped his sperm
down the girl's throat, yet he was already rejuvenated
and ready for another round with her. He planned on
seeing just how much she'd learned in the past ten
minutes from the instructional video, and after that he
was going to absolutely pummel her amazingly tight cunt
once more.
"You will show me what you learned," the Arab declared,
as he untied Samantha and dragged her back toward the
little stage on the opposite side of the room.
Samantha whined in fear and loathing as Jalil hauled her
by her hair before flinging her toward the stripping
area. She slowly rose to her feet before turning around.
After thinking for a moment, the little American
squatted down and spread her legs as wide as she could.
She slid her right hand down to her exposed crotch and
began tenderly rubbing it for the leering Arab.
Samantha winced in pain as she slid her middle finger
inside her sore vagina and began fingering herself. She
ran her other hand through her hair and moaned as if she
were enjoying herself, just like the Asian had done on
the tape.
Jalil was sitting on a folding chair and watching
carefully as the young blonde danced for him. Over the
next few minutes she recreated many of the same
outlandishly perverted moves the Asian had done,
including fingering both her pussy and asshole, licking
her fingers after removing them from those holes, and
twisting her petite, slender body into the most
degrading positions imaginable. It was very clear that
the American wanted no more whippings, as she put every
effort into making her movements as lewd as possible.
Her face was flush with shame and she looked completely
disgraced as she continuously finger-fucked her most
intimate areas. Jalil couldn't help but laugh whenever
the blonde stuck her chest out and rubbed her tits
together, as it took quite an effort from her to
actually join the pathetic little mounds together.
Nevertheless, it was amusing to see her grimace in pain
as she tried, and seeing it only made Jalil want to give
the girl's breasts another long and thorough beating.
"Okay good," Jalil stated, suddenly rising to his feet.
"Follow me."
Samantha was surprised at how tired she was from all of
her erotic movements, and was relieved to be free from
the indignity. However, she knew that something else
terrible now awaited her, and her relief was immediately
replaced with fear. Those fears were confirmed as she
followed Jalil until he stopped at the familiar "T"
shaped wooden table where he'd raped her less than an
hour ago.
"Get on," the massive guard commanded.
"Nooooo!!" Samantha cried, shaking her head and back
away from the awful furniture.
Before she could get too far Jalil snatched a fistful of
the American's hair and yanked her toward the table. He
slapped her very hard across the cheek before turning
her around and thrusting her onto the wooden table.
Samantha began crying and pleading with the huge Arab as
he bent her over the cross section of the bench and
pulled one of her ankles out wide before securing it
into the clamp at the end. He then did the same to the
girl's other ankle, causing her to squeal in pain as her
legs were spread completely sideways.
When he finished tying her wrists together with a cord
of rope the American was once again bound to the table,
except this time on her belly rather than her back. Her
tender, helpless pink vagina was hovering at the edge of
the table and just begging for another savage fucking.
"No please!!" Samantha begged, rearing her head back as
Jalil pressed the monstrous head of his 9" cock against
her pussy. "Please stop!! Don't—please don't do this!!
Please I'm so sore!!"
Samantha screamed in complete shock and agony as the
Arab embedded only an inch or so of his penis inside her
before suddenly slamming almost all of it inside her
cunt. She shuddered in fear as he immediately released a
primal roar of pleasure. She felt Jalil's huge, powerful
hands encircle her tiny waist and grip it firmly while
he pulled his dick out of her pussy and then tore back
into it. Mere seconds passed by before the giant Arab
began absolutely destroying Samantha's tiny pink twat.
"Aaaaiiiieee!! PLEEEZE NO!!" The poor little blonde
screamed, pressing the side of her face against the
heavy oak while Jalil fanatically pounded her
overstretched vagina.
Jalil could not remember the last time he'd fucked such
an amazingly tight pussy before. Even though Samantha
was 19 years old, her cunt felt like it was half that
age, at least to the Arab giant. This was why, despite
her small breasts and petite body, he absolutely loved
the American slut. He could not wait until Hassan gave
him—and all the other guards—permission to start fucking
her asshole. He knew that when that day came Samantha
would not be able to walk straight ever again.
"AAAAAOOOOWWWWW!! FUCK!!" Samantha wailed, squirming
around in agony as Jalil's cock repeatedly rammed
against her cervix.
The mountain of an Arab continued to rape Samantha for
at least five minutes, hammering away at her aching
vagina as hard as he could. The little American went
back and forth between screaming in pain and begging him
to stop, slow down, and/or finish up with her.
Samantha's face was streaked with tears of misery as she
tried to absorb the horrendous fucking. Her pussy was
already so sore and the pain she felt now was even worse
than when Hassan's other guards had all fucked her
yesterday.
"Aaaaarrrgggghh!!" Jalil bellowed, sinking as much of
his cock inside the blonde as he could just as he began
ejaculating deep inside her snatch.
Samantha closed her eyes and began weeping as she too
felt Jalil's dick twitching inside her vagina and
flooding it with sperm. The feeling of his huge,
disgusting Arab cock stuffed inside her tiny pussy was
so utterly gross, but Samantha was just glad he was no
longer ramming it in and out of her. The blonde held her
breath and cringed as she felt Jalil slowly pull out of
her once he was through ejaculating inside her womb.
"Fucking American bitch," Jalil growled in Arabic,
grinning as he looked down and saw his jizz seeping from
Samantha's open cunt.
After staring at his achievement for a moment Jalil
unlocked the clamps holding the blonde's ankles to the
wooden bench. He wondered what to do with the little
slut now. It was still not even noon and Hassan had
instructed him to train her until 5:00 in the evening.
He still planned on fucking her again at least one or
two more times, as her insanely tight pink cunt was like
a drug to him now. But since that was not an option at
the moment he decided the only thing to do was beat her
some more. He finished untying the tiny blonde and
promptly dragged her back to the whipping area.
"What?! No!! No way!! Don't you—don't you dare fucking
hit me anymore!!" Samantha shrieked in horror and
disbelief, as Jalil fastened her wrists into the cuffs
and raised her into the air once more.
"Noooo!!" Samantha sobbed, looking at Jalil with the
most beseeching eyes. "Please!! Why?! What did I do
now?!"
"You are American," the Arab replied, laughing. "And
Hassan said you still do not suck well."
"What do you mean?! I—I sucked him!! I sucked his dick
like you told me to!!" Samantha shouted, shaking in
terror as Jalil grabbed the whip. "Please don't hit me!!
Oh my God please don't!! I'll—I'll do whatever you want!
Please I swear just don't hit me anymore!!"
The petite 19-year-old screamed in and agony as Jalil
raked the leather whip across her small breasts. The
huge Arab snickered as he ruthlessly thrashed the girl's
tits again and again and again. At the moment the only
thing he liked better than fucking Samantha was beating
her.
There was something about hurting a blonde American
bitch that simply filled him with joy, and Jalil felt
that is what he was put on earth to do. As he continued
flogging Samantha's puny tits he smiled happily as he
thought about how much fun it was going to be training
and raping the white-skinned whore.
Chapter 5: Samantha's Blowjob Marathon
Samantha was moaning in excruciating pain as she dangled
limply in the air. Her back, breasts, and buttocks were
all red and purple, and covered in the thickest, most
pronounced welts. There was even some blood speckled on
these areas, as the girl's skin had finally broken after
getting flayed hundreds of times by the horrible whip.
Jalil had spent nearly thirty minutes straight pummeling
the poor American, and it looked like she'd received the
absolute harshest punishment in those parts of the world
where public floggings were still administered.
"Please…no more," Samantha whimpered, her voice hoarse
from screaming so loudly for so long.
"You will suck me now and others too," Jalil proclaimed,
as he finally walked over to the crank and lowered the
blonde back to the cold, hard floor.
Once she was back on her knees the Arab grabbed a chair
from nearby and placed it down in front of her before
sitting atop it. Samantha whined in misery and disdain
as the hairy ogre grabbed her skull and coarsely slapped
the tip of his gigantic cock against her lips. It was
the most repulsing penis imaginable and it took all of
her willpower to part her lips rather than pull away
from it.
"Put all in your mouth, and if you bite I will hit you
hundred times," Jalil warned, looking into the girl's
lovely blue eyes.
With her lips wrapped around the head of the Arab's dick
all Samantha could do was nod her head in response. She
quickly began working her mouth up and down the huge
cock, using only her neck since her hands were still
tied above her. The American closed her eyes and pushed
her head down as far as she could, and took nearly all
9" of Jalil's dick inside her throat in the process.
After a few seconds she could no longer suppress her gag
reflex and lifted her head back up. However, she
instantly lunged forward again, filling her mouth and
gullet with the Arab's mighty penis.
Jalil grabbed hold of the blonde's head and forcefully
jerked her mouth up and down the entire length of his
prick. He groaned in delight each time he felt the
sensitive head of his penis grind its way down
Samantha's fragile throat. He could hear the American
repeatedly groaning and retching, yet she did not stop
working her mouth back and forth against the Arab's huge
dick.
"Uuuugggghh!!" Samantha croaked, yanking her head back
as she nearly vomited after squeezing Jalil's cock
inside her throat for almost the 50th time.
The 19-year-old yelped in pain as Jalil slapped her face
suddenly and harshly before tapping his penis against
her face. Samantha's eyes were filled with torment and
tears were once again starting to trickle from them. She
took a deep breath before wrapping her lips back around
the Arab's cock and pumping her mouth up and down it.
Jalil made the blonde deep-throat him over and over
again for nearly 15 minutes with almost no
interruptions. It was beyond brutal for poor Samantha,
as she repeatedly gagged and nearly puked on the Arab's
cock. Each time he saw her even begin to hurl, however,
Jalil slapped the girl so hard that she immediately
controlled it. Although she did a much better job than
yesterday, the American still couldn't fit all 9" of
Jalil's penis inside her throat, nor was she able to
remain composed whenever Jalil roughly pounded his dick
in and out of her esophagus.
"Aaaaiiiieee!!" Samantha cried, her tiny body shuddering
in disgust as Jalil buried nearly his entire cock inside
her mouth and began ejaculating straight down her
throat.
"No!! Drink!! Drink fucking whore!!" The Arab shouted,
keeping the struggling girl's face pinned against his
manhood while he continued spewing inside her gullet.
Samantha was so appalled by the huge Middle Eastern
monster, and would have given anything to just bite his
dick off right then and there. She moaned in revulsion
and gulped down a large mouthful of the man's sperm.
More and more of it continued gushing into her mouth,
and she reluctantly swallowed all of the sickening
fluid. After he was through Jalil finally drew his penis
out of the American's throat and grabbed his cell phone
from a nearby table. He dialed a number and spoke a few
words in Arabic before hanging up.
"Get ready, much more sucking for you today," Jalil
forewarned, turning his attention to the weary blonde.
In less than two minutes Samantha heard the door at the
top of the stairway open and the sound of heavy
footsteps as someone made his way down. When he got to
the base of the stairs she saw that it was another one
of Hassan's guards. Samantha recognized the man from
yesterday, as he'd been one of the men who'd raped her.
He was very huge like Jalil, standing about as tall as
her trainer but appearing even heavier. He had the most
devious smile on his face as he approached the kneeling
blonde.
"Damn you've been having some fun on her tits Jalil,"
the man remarked in Arabic, laughing as he stared at
Samantha's bruised and battered chest.
"Yeah it's been wonderful brother," Jalil replied back,
also in his native language. "Go ahead and fuck the
whore's mouth, she still needs a lot of training. Make
sure you pound her throat good."
"Gladly brother," stated the guard, as he removed his
pants and underwear and sat down in front of the
American.
"No please," Samantha begged, recoiling in fear as the
huge Arab reached for her head.
Samantha struggled for a brief moment before the guard
seized her head and jammed his unbelievably large cock
into her mouth. She yelped in fear and surprise as the
Arab giant brutally shoved the entire length of his
shaft inside her throat. Samantha tried to remain calm
and relax her gullet, but as the man started slamming in
and out of the narrow passage it was simply impossible.
She was also extremely drained from the savage throat-
fucking Jalil had just given her, and did not have the
strength either mentally or physically for another one.
"Fucking whore!!" The Arab shouted furiously, pulling
his cock out of Samantha's lips just before she began
puking all over the floor.
"Aaaaiiiieee!!" The American screamed, as her cheek
suddenly exploded in a world of pain.
"You stupid American whore!!" The huge guard roared in
Arabic, pointing down at the puddle of vomit before
viciously slapping the blonde again.
"Aaaaiiiieee!! Stop!! Please!!" Samantha cried,
burrowing her cheek against her sweaty armpit to shield
herself from more hits.
"Open your fucking mouth bitch!!" The Arab commanded,
jerking up on Samantha's hair and giving her yet another
fierce slap.
"Aaaaiiiieee!! Stop hit—," the blonde squealed, before
she was cut off by the huge guard's invading cock.
Samantha gagged wretchedly as the Arab stuffed his
entire cock inside her throat and started hammering it
once more. She was crying so miserably now as the huge
brute held her head still and savagely raped her gullet.
He was even worse than Jalil, as it seemed like he was
purposefully trying to clobber her throat and kill her.
In less than a dozen seconds Samantha could not take it
anymore and began shaking her head wildly as she started
choking on the man's dick.
"What the fuck is wrong with you whore?!" The Arab
yelled, slapping Samantha so hard that his palm hurt.
"Aaaaiiiieee!! Stop!! Please!!" Samantha screamed in
total pain and fear. "Please stop—don't hit me!! Please
don't hit me!!"
"Open your mouth bitch and keep it open while I fuck
it," the massive guard commanded, raising his hand again
in a threatening gesture.
Samantha let out a premature scream and cowered in
terror. Because he could only speak in his native tongue
Samantha had no idea what the man was saying. Her left
cheek stung so badly and felt like it had been broken.
She was already so terrified of the Arab and for the
first time she wanted to be left alone with her trainer
Jalil.
"No please!! Stop—I can't!!" Samantha pleaded, as the
huge brute grabbed a clump of her hair and brought his
cock against her lips once more.
The Arab plunged his huge penis back into Samantha's
mouth and resumed pummeling her poor throat. Samantha
tried her absolute best to loosen her gullet and stay
calm but it was simply impossible, as the Middle Eastern
giant was intent on making her puke again. Sure enough,
in less than a minute the blonde's petite, skinny body
convulsed before she threw up what was mostly sperm from
her belly.
"Stupid American piece of shit!!" The enraged guard
screamed, before striking Samantha yet again with his
open palm.
"Ooowwww!! Please just leave me alone!!" The tiny blonde
wailed in pain and frustration.
Jalil stood to the side of the 19-year-old American and
watched with a smile as his friend speared his huge dick
back into Samantha's mouth. The image of the girl's face
grimacing in fear, misery and disgust as her throat was
ruthlessly pummeled was simply amazing.
Jalil continued to watch for more than five minutes as
his fellow colleague gave Samantha the most brutal face
fucking of her young life. His cock was nearly as long
as Jalil's, and he repeatedly drove the entire length of
it inside Samantha's gullet before slamming it in and
out of the girl's food-pipe.
"No bitch!! Swallow it you fucking American whore!!" The
man growled, gripping Samantha's head firmly while he
began ejaculating inside her mouth.
"Drink it!!" Jalil commanded also, before delivering an
excruciating lash to the blonde's ass with his whip.
"AHHHAAAGGGH!!" Samantha screamed, as she stopped
struggling and began gulping down the Arab's sperm.
Both Samantha and her rapist were groaning, although the
American's were filled with suffering and disgust while
the Arab's were clearly ones of pleasure. His hairy ass
was clenched as he milked every single drop of his cum
down Samantha's throat and into her little belly. As
soon as he was finished and relaxed his grip on her
skull the 19-year-old yanked her head away and squealed
in disdain and suffering.
"Well done brother," Jalil congratulated his good friend
in Arabic, patting him on the shoulder. "When you go
upstairs tell the others to come. I want all of them to
fuck this bitch's mouth. She needs to learn her place."
"Of course Jalil, I'll let them all know," the satisfied
guard replied, smiling down at Samantha.
In a short moment the violent Arab donned his pants
again and was gone from the room. Samantha was a wreck
as she sobbed and tried to recover, physically and
emotionally, from what had just happened. Her chin and
lips were slimy with the Arab's sperm and her own vomit
and saliva, and she wanted to wipe them so badly. Her
throat hurt so badly after taking yet another vicious
pounding from another huge cock.
"Having fun Jalil?" A voice called in Arabic from
nearby.
"Too much fun Hameed," Jalil replied, turning to
acknowledge another one of Hassan's guards walking down
the stairway.
"Abdul told me to come here," the enormous Arab
declared. "He said you need some help with this little
white piece of shit."
"Yeah she needs to learn how to suck a dick," Jalil
confirmed. "Go ahead Hameed, give her throat a nice hard
pounding. If she's difficult go ahead and slap the
disrespect out of her."
"Nooooo," Samantha whined, recoiling as the overweight
man stripped his pants and got in position before her.
"Get over here bitch," Hameed growled, grabbing a
fistful of the American's hair and yanking her toward
his hideously thick penis.
"No!! Get away from me!!" Samantha screeched, twisting
her head as the ugly guard pressed the head of his cock
against her lips.
A powerful slap to the face immediately subdued the
little blonde, and she dejectedly remained still and
spread her lips for Hameed's hardened cock. As soon as
he plunged it into her mouth Samantha winced in sheer
disgust, as it literally tasted like shit. This was
because, unbeknownst to Samantha, the Arab had fucked
one of Hassan's other slaves in the ass only an hour
ago.
At slightly over 7" the man's penis was one of the
shortest ones Samantha had serviced inside the mansion
thus far, but it was unbelievably thick and still much
larger than anyone of her past boyfriend's.
"AHHHAAAGGGH!!" The tiny blonde gagged violently, as
Hameed packed the entire shaft of his dick inside her
throat and held it there.
Samantha squeezed her eyes shut, as she could not stand
to look at the huge bush of black pubic hair right in
front of her. She tried to pull her head back but the
Arab's grip on her hair was so powerful and secure. She
felt so angry and revolted as he wrapped his other hand
around her neck and laughed as he felt the bulge of his
cock stretching her esophagus.
"Damn this bitch's mouth feels good," Hameed declared to
the other guard, as he began slamming the poor
American's face back and forth against his penis.
Samantha began retching and crying again as her gullet
was pummeled once more. She looked so utterly pathetic
on her knees with her arms tied above her while a
hideously fat and hairy Arab fucked her throat raw. The
sounds of Hameed's cock smashing against her face and
the heavy drool of spit and cum seeping down the
blonde's chin were both gross and incredibly sexy.
"Eeeeeuuuugggghhhhhh!! Please!! No—no more!!" Samantha
begged dismally, as the hairy Middle Eastern finally
pulled out of her mouth after fucking it nonstop for
several minutes.
"Shut up stupid American whore," Hameed responded in
Arabic, slapping the 19-year-old's face before turning
his attention to her breasts. "And why are your fucking
tits so small?"
"AHHHAAAGGGH!! STOP!!" Samantha screamed, twisting
around in agony as the man reached down and pinched her
breasts between his thumbs and index fingers as hard as
he could.
"I thought you American bitches were all supposed to
have huge tits?" Hameed asked, chuckling as he continued
mercilessly pinching and twisting Samantha's small,
welt-covered breasts with his fingers.
"AAAAAAOOOOWWWWW!! STOP IT!! THAT HURTS!!" Samantha
shrieked, looking up at the repulsive Arab in torture
and anger.
"Worthless fucking bitch! Your tits are smaller than
mine for fuck's sake!" The guard laughed, as he began
slapping the blonde's A-cup breasts around in the most
disgraceful manner.
Samantha continued screaming and weeping as the Arab
cruelly slapped and pinched her chest for over a minute.
He continued to mock the size of her tits in Arab, and
even though she could not understand his words, Samantha
could tell by his tone and the way he was tormenting her
that he was not pleased with her diminutive breasts.
"OOOOOOOWWWWWW!! PLEASE JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!!" Samantha
squealed, writhing around in her bonds as the guard
pinched her little pink nipples and began twisting them
in excruciating fashion.
"You're lucky I'm not the one training you bitch,"
Hameed growled, wrenching the American's nipples to the
brink of tearing. "Otherwise I'd never leave these tiny,
pathetic tits alone."
Samantha screamed in tremendous pain as the despicable,
fat Arab continued mauling her firm little breasts with
his fingers. Unlike Jalil, Hameed did not find the
American's petite breasts attractive one bit, as he
preferred very large and voluptuous ones. He loved
titty-fucking Hassan's slaves, but Samantha's weren't
even large enough to do that. And because he could not
fuck them, Hameed planned on inflicting a lot of pain on
the small mounds.
"LET GO OF ME YOU CRAZY MOTHERFUCKER!!" Samantha
screamed in agony, glaring up at the huge Arab as he
crushed her breasts between his fat fingers.
The blonde's defiant and furious command was so
unexpected that Hameed raised his eyebrows in surprise.
He then frowned in displeasure and slapped the skinny
little American so hard that he thought he heard her jaw
crack. Samantha yelped in intense pain and immediately
started weeping as she cowered before Hassan's guard.
"No please don't!! Please!! It—it hurts so much!!"
Samantha begged, squirming around in panic as Hameed
reached down and snatched her small breasts again.
"These fucking tits are a joke," the man growled in
Arabic, drawing laughter from Jalil. "I'm going to
punish them for being so small."
Samantha squealed in horrendous pain as the evil guard
pinched her beaten breasts between his fingers and
crushed them in spite. As he repeatedly squeezed and
twisted the poor mounds Hameed continued insulting them.
Although she had no idea what the man was saying,
Samantha knew by now he was berating her for the size of
her chest. Her face was flush with shame as Hameed
momentarily stopped squashing her breasts and began
slapping them from side to side in the most debasing
fashion.
"Okay American whore, get that mouth back over here,"
Hameed declared, grabbing Samantha's head after he was
finally satisfied tormenting her breasts. "I'll deal
with your tiny tits later."
Samantha groaned in despair as the Arab sank his dick
back into her mouth. While she was very glad to have him
leave her breasts alone, the thought of pleasuring him
after how he'd just treated her was difficult to
stomach.
Nevertheless, as he gripped her head and stuffed his
penis down her throat Samantha did her best to keep her
composure and let the Arab have his fun. She used her
tongue and caressed the underside of his enormous cock
as it battered her jaws and gullet.
"Even though your tits are small at least your mouth is
good for something," Hameed declared, grinning while he
watched the little blonde choke on his dick.
"AHHHAAAGGGH!!" Samantha shrieked, struggling wildly as
the Arab rammed his penis down her throat and suddenly
began dumping his sperm down into her belly.
"No you don't bitch!" Hameed laughed, as he held the
American's head firmly in his giant hands. "You stay
there and drink that cum you little white slut."
Samantha nearly puked as she gulped down Hameed's warm,
syrupy cum. She already felt nauseous from having
swallowed Jalil's and the other guard's, and the thought
of drinking more disgusting Arab sperm was just
horrendous. Even though she tried not to think about
anything, she could hear the guard muttering in Arabic
as he drained his semen down her throat and she wanted
to murder him so badly.
"Well done you white piece of shit," Hameed said in
Arabic, pulling his cock from Samantha's mouth after he
was finished.
"You too Hameed, I hope you enjoyed yourself," Jalil
stated, patting his friend on the shoulder.
"I certainly did brother," the fat, grinning Arab
replied. "I wonder when Hassan will let us take her up
the ass. I want to fuck her asshole while I tear those
little tits off."
"Yeah same here," Jalil agreed, as he stared at the
weeping 19-year-old. "I think he will in a few days,
hopefully. But until then I don't mind fucking her
pussy, it's damn tight and feels so good."
"I heard from the others," Hameed said, as he pulled his
pants and briefs back on. "I'll have to try it out for
myself later. Hopefully I'll have some time before you
give her back to Hassan. I want to hurt her tiny tits
some more too."
"Sounds good Hameed," Jalil declared, as his friend made
his way back toward the staircase. "Tell all of the
others to come. I want every single one of them to fuck
her mouth today."
"Please," Samantha groaned, looking down at the floor as
Jalil stepped in front of her. "No more. I'm—I can't do
this anymore. Please just stop—please just leave me
alone."
"No much more for you," Jalil reminded the weary,
dejected blonde. "You suck all of Hassan's men. Many men
will come down today for you."
Samantha perched her head back and started bawling as
the man's words echoed inside her mind. She could not
bear the thought of sucking another massive, Arab cock.
Her jaws and throat ached so badly and her cheeks were
still stinging from getting slapped countless times.
Worst of all, though, was the appalling feeling of
Jalil's and the other guards' sperm inside her stomach.
Samantha was convinced that she was going to throw it
all up if she was forced to drink even one more drop of
cum.
"Nooooooo!!" Samantha whined, tugging at her bonds as
the basement door opened and another massive guard
marched down the stairs.
"Abdul! Shit I thought you were going away for a few
weeks?" Jalil called out to the man in excitement.
"I was brother, but they didn't need me," the brawny
Arab replied, taking off a pair of sunglasses as he got
to the base of the stairs. "Is this the American Hassan
has been so excited about?"
"Yes she is," Jalil confirmed, as he looked at the
kneeling blonde. "I just started training her. As you
can see, she has a lot to learn."
"Shit, she's fucking tiny," Abdul remarked, as he eyed
Samantha's petite body and badly beaten chest. "She's a
hot one though. I like her little tits."
"You should have seen Hameed a second ago," Jalil
stated. "He couldn't keep his hands off of them. You
know him and how he loves huge breasts. He was squeezing
and pinching her tits like a savage for being so small."
"Oh yeah?" Abdul asked in English, startling the
American. "Is that true? Did Hameed hurt your tits for
being so tiny?"
"What???" Samantha asked, still surprised at the man's
smooth English.
"I thought all you American whores were supposed to have
huge breasts?" The guard asked. "Why are yours so
small?"
Samantha felt her cheeks starting to go flush. She
turned her gaze to the floor, not wanting to make eye
contact with the Arab. She felt a shiver run down her
spine as he kicked his shoes off and began removing his
clothes. Just like the other guards, he was very large,
standing about as tall as Jalil and weighing probably a
little less than him. Unlike the obese guard who'd just
fucked her mouth, Abdul was much more muscular and fit.
"I asked you a question whore," the Arab hissed, leaning
down and yanking back on Samantha's hair after he was
done stripping. "Why are you tits so small?"
"I don't—I don't know, please," Samantha quickly
replied, trembling as the guard looked down at her.
"Is that why you came to Dubai? To make some money and
get some implants?" Abdul continued, reaching down with
his other hand and fondling one of the blonde's breasts.
"No," Samantha quickly replied, shaking even harder now.
"Please, don't hurt me sir. I'm—just please don't hurt
me."
"No?" Abdul asked in surprise. "So you didn't come to
Dubai to be an escort? To fuck rich Arab men for money?"
"No," Samantha answered, before taking a deep breath and
reconsidering. "I mean, yes, I did. But not—not like
this. I—I didn't come here for this. Please sir, please
help me. I'm—I need to go back home, I'm not supposed to
be here."
"Not supposed to be here?!" The Arab shouted. "What do
you mean??? You just admitted you came here to escort,
to fuck rich, old men for money. Hassan is old, and he
is very, very rich. You should be happy to be his whore.
You should be honored."
"Nooooooooo!!" Samantha cried, writhing around as Abdul
brutally pinched her nipple. "I'm not—I didn't come here
for this! This is fucking kidnapping!! I want to go
home!!"
"This is your home now, you stupid American bitch,"
Abdul shot back. "You belong to Hassan now. You're just
another one of his whores, and when he gets tired of you
he'll give you to us. And when he does, Jalil and I and
the rest of his security, we are going to tear you
apart."
"No!! Leave me alone!!" Samantha screamed, turning her
body away from the man as he crushed her nipple between
his fingers.
Abdul released the little pink nub and quickly took a
seat on the stool directly in front of the blonde. He
grabbed Samantha's long, sandy hair and tugged back on
it while he brought the tip of his massive penis against
her lips. It was nearly as long as Jalil's giant 9" cock
and just as thick. Samantha was already starting to weep
as she thought about how awful it was going to be to
have it pounding her throat in just a few seconds.
"Open your mouth bitch," Abdul ordered the kneeling
American.
"Please, don't—don't hurt me, please don't put it in my
throat," Samantha begged, as she slowly parted her lips
for the huge dick.
"Shut up you white whore," the muscular Arab replied,
before shoving more than half of his cock inside the
blonde's mouth.
Samantha instantly began crying and struggling as Abdul
forced the remainder of his dick inside her gullet. She
tried to twist her head away but the huge guard held it
in place while he slammed his penis in and out of her
mouth. The American immediately began choking on the
massive prick, and in just a few moments Abdul had no
choice but to pull out.
"What's wrong whore? I thought all of you American
bitches were good cock suckers?" Abdul asked, grinning
as Samantha coughed violently.
The little 19-year-old blonde whined as Abdul tugged at
her hair and shoved his cock back inside her mouth. He
pushed down on Samantha's head until he felt her lips
against the roots of his pubic hair. He could feel the
white-skinned slut quivering as she tried to keep her
throat relaxed, even though it was stuffed with the
Arab's enormous penis. Abdul held the blonde's head
still with both hands and proceeded to bash it against
his dick.
This time he did not allow Samantha a reprieve, no
matter how violently she gagged on his penis. He fucked
the girl's mouth hard for several minutes, ravaging her
throat until he finally shot his load of sperm inside
her mouth.
"No, no, no," Abdul stated, jerking back on Samantha's
hair as she resisted him. "Drink it you fucking white
scum."
Samantha screamed in utter disgust and misery as the
Arab's cum pooled inside her mouth. Her eyes were closed
and she was crying miserably. After all of the
swallowing she'd done earlier she could not stand the
thought of having to drink anymore sperm. It was just so
terribly gross and made her absolutely sick to her
stomach. As the seconds ticked by more and more of
Abdul's seed filled her mouth, and by the time he was
done ejaculating it was nearly spilling over the
blonde's lips.
"I said drink it!" Abdul commanded, glaring down at the
poor American. "Or Jalil will beat you until you're
bloody."
Upon hearing those words Samantha wisely began
swallowing the Arab's cum. It took her three gulps to
get all of the milky fluid down into her stomach, and
she almost puked as soon as she did. Samantha could feel
more traces of the guard's cum on her lips and chin, and
she was so ashamed.
"Very good," Abdul stated. "Thank you for that, you
American cunt."
The guard and Jalil exchanged a few words in Arabic
while Abdul put his pants back on. Samantha barely
recognized that they were even talking as she was still
much too distraught. It wasn't long before Abdul
disappeared out of the room, leaving the tiny American
and her trainer in silence. That silence was short-
lived, however, as another of Hassan's guards bellowed
his arrival.
"No!! Noooooo!!" Samantha cried, tugging at her bonds as
the man walked straight towards her.
Despite her protests, within minutes Samantha's mouth
was once again filled with another huge Arab cock. Like
the rest of his peers, this newest guard was also
incredibly malicious, as he forced the entire length of
his dick inside the blonde's throat and pummeled it.
Luckily for Samantha he did not last long, and after
just a couple of minutes he dumped his cum down into the
pit of her stomach.
For the next 90 minutes or so eight more of Hassan's men
came down and viciously fucked the little American's
throat. It was an absolute nightmare for Samantha, as
all of them treated her in the most ruthless and
despicable fashion. Every single one of them made her
deep-throat their massive cocks, and weren't satisfied
unless she was literally gagging and puking.
They also slapped the little blonde numerous times, and
a few of them spit on her face as well. When the last
one was finished, Jalil immediately untied the 19-year-
old and strapped her to the wooden T-shaped table, on
her back with her legs spread as wide as possible. He
then gave the American another agonizing fucking,
pounding her tiny vagina for more than ten minutes with
his 9" penis until he finally filled her womb with his
seed. Samantha's screams were so loud during the savage
rape that many of the guards upstairs were able to hear
them.
"Owwwwwwwww!! Stop!! Stop it!!" Samantha screamed,
staggering after Jalil as he untied her and began
dragging her across the room by her hair.
"Let's go! I get you ready for Hassan now!" The Arab
giant declared, before hauling the exhausted blonde up
the stairs.
Chapter 6: Samantha's First Train
"Hello again my lovely slave," Hassan declared
gleefully, as he stared at the petite blonde kneeling
before him. "I am very happy to see you again."
Samantha did not give the elderly man the courtesy of a
response, instead keeping her sullen eyes downward. She
was naked and her hands were linked together behind her
back by a pair of leather handcuffs. After Jalil had
fucked her he'd spent the next couple of hours readying
her for Hassan. He'd taken her to a room where he'd
given her a small plate of bread and water. It was the
first meal Samantha had received since she'd arrived at
the mansion, and she'd eaten it without complaint.
Afterwards, Jalil took her to the same bathroom as he'd
done the previous night and forced her to relieve
herself and wash up. Once that had been completed, he'd
finished his duties by giving the young American another
enema, cleansing Samantha's bowels and rectum for
another night of anal with Hassan.
"I understand you had another long day of training with
Jalil," the Sheikh said, smiling as he looked at
Samantha's badly bruised and whipped chest. "I'm sure he
had a lot of fun teaching you how to pleasure me."
Samantha's eyes began to moisten as she listened to the
old man. She did not even want to think about the events
of what happened earlier in the day. Her breasts and ass
still stung so horribly from the many times they'd been
whipped, and it felt like the skin had literally been
beaten from them. Her throat was also extremely sore
from all of the cocks that had pounded it, as well as
the half dozen times she'd vomited from the awful
blowjobs she'd been forced to give.
"I heard you were also kind enough to pleasure the rest
of my men with your mouth," Hassan stated, as he stood
before the dejected American. "They told me how
wonderful it was. In fact, they were all so happy that I
decided to let them join us tonight as well. But this
time you will be pleasuring them with a different hole
of yours, my lovely little Samantha."
Samantha felt a shiver run through her entire body at
Hassan's statement. She whined in fear and revulsion and
started crying as the old Arab walked over to her and
grabbed a fistful of her hair. Hassan pulled the
miserable blonde to her feet and marched her over to his
mattress before bending her over the wooden footboard.
Samantha whimpered in fear as her legs were kicked wide
and her buttocks spread apart. She started weeping as
she felt the cool gel of lubricant dripping onto her
tiny puckered anus.
"I've been looking forward to this all day slave,"
Hassan proclaimed, as he finished oiling up the blonde's
asshole and got into position behind her.
"No!! Please!! PLEEEZE!!" Samantha wailed, as the old
Arab wedged the tip of his huge cock inside her asshole.
Hassan held the blonde's narrow hips in his hands and
bucked forward, slamming several inches of his penis
inside the girl's sphincter. Samantha craned her neck
back and screamed in agony as her anus was instantly and
horrifically stretched wide. The little American let out
another blood-curdling shriek as Hassan rammed another
couple inches of his dick inside her. After two more
powerful thrusts the Sheikh grunted proudly as his
entire shaft was firmly buried inside the 19-year-old's
amazingly tight anus.
"Oh yes my little white whore, cry all you'd like,"
Hassan chuckled, grabbing a clump of Samantha's hair and
jerking back on it. "I love hearing stupid little
American bitches crying, it makes me so happy."
"AHHHAAAGGGH!! NOOOOO!!" Samantha screeched, thrashing
about frantically as the massive Arab began tearing his
cock in and out of her tender asshole.
Hassan laughed as he watched the struggling petite
blonde. She was banging her knees against the footboard
and writhing around like a fish to no avail. He had the
girl completely pinned against the end of his bed, and
there was absolutely nothing she could do to stop him
from pounding her asshole as hard as he wanted.
"AHHHAAAGGGH!! OH MY GOD PLEASE!! PLEASE JUST FUCKING—
JUST FUCKING STOP!! PLEASE NO MORE!! NO MORE! NO
MORE!!!" Samantha screamed, tears of agony flowing from
her eyes as Hassan began raping her in the most
ferocious manner.
The lovely little blonde continued to scream at the top
of her lungs while Hassan furiously pummeled her poor
anus. He was hammering away at the tiny opening with
such insane force that it seemed like he was actually
trying to kill the tiny American. Even with the
lubricant Samantha could feel her asshole being
absolutely shredded as it futilely tried to handle
Hassan's massive cock. The orifice was still incredibly
raw and sensitive from last night, and as it was
thoroughly torn apart once again the pain was simply
atrocious.
"OWWWWWW!! STOP!! PLEASE STOP!! PLEEEZE!!" Samantha
wailed, her face beet red as she howled in pure torture.
Hassan growled in pleasure while he continued his
assault on the 19-year-old anus. As he pulled out of the
ravaged hole he looked down and noticed the shaft of his
cock was smeared with blood. He was not surprised,
however, as he'd felt the flesh and muscle along
Samantha's anal ring tearing. What did surprise him was
just how tight the little American was, considering how
vigorously he'd fucked her ass two times last evening.
He knew now that Samantha's anus was going to offer him
hundreds of hours of ecstasy.
"Okay slave, we'll take a break now, before I cum inside
this tight asshole," Hassan panted, finally pausing
after fucking Samantha for five excruciating minutes. "I
think it's time my men join us for some fun too, don't
you?"
"Aaaggghhhh!!" Samantha squealed, as the Arab sank his
dick to the balls inside her anus before wrapping his
arms around her skinny little frame.
Samantha felt her face redden as the huge, old Sheikh
lifted her into the air and carried her to the side of
the mattress. She felt so disgusted and ashamed to be in
his arms and to have his penis planted firmly inside her
sphincter. As soon as the fat Arab sat on the bed
Samantha immediately began squirming around and trying
to detach her asshole from his dick.
"Oh no, you aren't going anywhere my little white
whore," Hassan said sternly, as he hugged the tiny
blonde in his arms.
"Noooo!! Let go of meeeeeeeee!!" Samantha screamed, as
Hassan clutched her tightly and lay back on the
mattress.
"Jalil! Come inside now!" The Sheikh suddenly shouted in
Arabic.
Samantha was startled as she heard the bedroom door
instantly swing open, followed by the thud of heavy
footsteps. Because she was on her back she could not
make out who it was at first. In a few seconds, however,
she saw the familiar hulking figure and crude face of
her trainer, and she immediately was filled with terror.
Jalil was smiling as he stood just inches from the 19-
year-old and began removing his clothing.
"Even though I wanted to keep you for myself tonight, I
know how much my men have been dying to fuck you,"
Hassan whispered into Samantha's ear. "So I've decided
to share you with them. For the next couple hours they
are all going to come inside this room and fuck you, one
by one, starting with your trainer Jalil."
"Noooo," Samantha sobbed, closing her eyes and shaking
her head in horror and disbelief.
"Lucky for you they won't be fucking your ass, at least
not tonight," the elderly monster declared. "Just that
tight little cunt of yours."
"May I begin sir?" Jalil asked in Arabic, as he finished
stripping and stood between Samantha's legs.
"Yes you may Jalil, and remember the competition,"
Hassan replied, also in the men's native language. "You
fuck her the hardest and you get 20,000 dirhams."
"Yes sir," Jalil replied, smiling from ear to ear as he
grabbed Samantha's skinny legs and yanked them far
apart.
"Oh I also forgot to mention," Hassan stated into the
trembling girl's ear. "My men and I just love fucking
little American bitches like you rough. So I've promised
to give twenty thousand dirhams—that's about five
thousand American dollars—to whoever fucks you the
hardest tonight. I'm going to be the judge but you can
also let me know who you think should win. This should
be very fun for us both, don't you think?"
"No!! Noooooo!!" Samantha shrieked, thrashing about
wildly now as Jalil placed the tip of his enormous dick
against her vulnerable cunt. "Stop it!! Let go of me you
sick fucker!!"
Samantha continued to struggle and curse at the two
Arabs, but the instant Jalil bulled forward and slammed
his penis deep into her pussy the little blonde squealed
in agony and her entire body went tense for a moment. It
was almost as if she was in shock as a second huge cock
was plunged inside of her.
Hassan, meanwhile, let out a long groan of pure delight,
as the tiny American unconsciously clenched her anus in
response to Jalil's thrust. As the guard worked the rest
of his dick inside her Samantha cried even louder and
began writhing around once again.
"NO!! STOP IT!! PLEASE STOP!! PLEASE NOOOO!!" Samantha
screamed, as Jalil wasted no time and immediately began
pummeling her tight, pink vagina.
"Yes Jalil! Fuck her hard! Fuck her tight American
cunt!" Hassan shouted in Arabic, laughing as Samantha
wriggled around in complete and total misery.
"AHHHAAAGGGH!!" The poor blonde shrieked, tossing her
head from side to side as Jalil put an absolute beating
on her pussy.
Despite the insane amount of pleasure he was feeling,
Jalil had a look of sheer determination on his face as
he proceeded to destroy Samantha's cunt. He released her
ankles, gripped her 22" waist in his hands, and held her
struggling body still while he savagely hammered away at
her pussy. Samantha tried to wrap her thighs around the
Arab's thick, powerful hips but couldn't with how
violently he was fucking her. And with her hands tied
together behind her back, there was simply nothing she
could do to stop the maniacal guard.
"Hahaha!! Yes!! Yesssssss!!" Hassan bellowed, coiling
his elbow around the blonde's slender neck and grasping
her closely against his body. "It hurts doesn't it?! I
can feel it too my little white whore! I can feel Jalil
ruining you!"
"PLEEEZE!!" Samantha begged, tears of pain spilling from
her eyes while Jalil furiously pounded away at her
agonized cunt.
The massive guard was grunting in ecstasy as he held
absolutely nothing back and fucked little Samantha with
all of his tremendous might. Jalil was intent on winning
the 20,000 dirham prize, even if it meant fucking
Samantha's pussy to shreds. He knew that every single
time he raped her he was leaving long-lasting—possibly
even permanent—damage to the blonde's sexual organs, but
he could not have cared less. Once Hassan gave him
permission he planned on fucking her asshole all the
time anyway.
"AHHHAAAGGGH!!" Samantha screamed, biting her lip as
Jalil slammed his entire cock inside her and paused for
a second. "Please stop!! Please stop this!! No more!!
Please no more!! I can't take it!!"
"Fuck you American whore," Jalil replied, taking a deep
breath before he resumed his assault on the 19-year-
old's burning vagina.
"NOOOOO!!" The blonde screeched, closing her eyes and
bawling as her cunt was further pummeled.
Samantha was simply aghast at how much pain she was in
at the moment. Her womb, cervix, and every other part of
her vagina felt like they were all being smashed to a
pulp. Even though Jalil had fucked her multiple times
already, this time was by far the worst, as he seemed
intent on virtually trying to murder her. The pain was
so insane that for the first time Samantha thought she
might literally die from getting fucked so hard.
"Come on Jalil!! You can fuck her harder than that!!"
Hassan shouted, smiling as he could actually feel
Jalil's enormous cock stretching and battering the
girl's pussy.
"NOOOOO!! LEAVE ME ALONE YOU FUCKING BASTARD!!" Samantha
screamed, glaring up at the huge guard in seething
hatred.
A frown instantly formed on Jalil's face, and he was
barely able to keep himself from slapping the
disrespectful American bitch. Instead, he focused his
attention on fucking the agonized blonde even more
cruelly. He drew his cock out of Samantha's cunt until
just the tip remained inside it and then brutally
slammed all 9" back inside the aching, tortured hole.
Samantha howled in agony and started begging for mercy
as the Arab ogre repeated this move again and again.
"AHHHAAAGGGH!! OH MY GOD PLEASE!! PLEASE JUST STOP!!"
Samantha begged, as Jalil's cock smashed horrifically
against her cervix and womb.
The guard was roaring now as he fucked Samantha's cunt
with the deepest and most brutal strokes possible. He
was amazed and overjoyed that he was now able to fit all
9" of his penis inside the girl's pussy. He remembered
how this was not the case when he'd raped her for the
first time inside the limousine, and it was further
proof that he was certainly inflicting some serious
damage to the American's vagina. Nevertheless, the hole
was still so unbelievably tight and continued to squeeze
his dick just marvelously.
Jalil continued to power-fuck the helpless, miserable
19-year-old American for nearly twenty unbelievably long
and excruciating minutes. The massive Arab maintained
his ferocious pace just about the entire time too,
slowing down only when the threat of an ejaculation
arose.
During this prolonged, horrific rape, Samantha went back
and forth between screaming her lungs out in agony and
letting Jalil know what she thought of him in very
profane and spiteful terms. It would have been much
wiser for the American to refrain from cursing at the
Arab, as each time she did it only motivated him to fuck
her longer and harder.
"AHHHAAAGGGH!! AHHHAAAGGGH!!" Samantha screamed, her
eyes bulging in shock as Jalil began slamming into her
like a wild bull.
The guard was on the verge of climaxing and was finally
ready to do so. Since he no longer cared about it, he
smashed into the tiny blonde with all of his might.
After a few seconds he gave one last triumphant thrust
and shouted in joy as an explosion of cum spilled from
his cock and into Samantha's womb.
He was breathing very hard while he kept his dick buried
deep inside the 19-year-old's snatch until the very last
drop of his sperm was emptied inside her. Even then he
remained inside Samantha for a moment, enjoying the
warmth and tightness of her pussy after giving her by
far the most thorough and horrendous fucking of her
young life.
"Well done Jalil, very well done," Hassan praised his
guard in Arabic, before turning his attention to
Samantha. "How was that slave? Was that fucking hard
enough for you?"
Samantha did not respond, as she was both physically and
mentally completely destroyed. All she could do at the
moment was lay motionless and weep in total despair and
agony. Her vagina felt like it had been fucked raw with
a two-by-four, and she knew it had suffered some very
serious damage during the lengthy rape. She never
thought a penis was capable of causing so much
devastation to her pussy, but by now Jalil had
definitely convinced her otherwise with his 9" one.
"What do you think whore?" Hassan continued whispering
into Samantha's ear. "That was a fine performance wasn't
it? Should I just give Jalil the 20,000 dirhams right
now?"
"Aaauuuuggghh!!" Samantha yelped, shifting around as the
guard slowly pulled his massive cock from her agonized
pussy.
"Or perhaps that would be a little premature?" Hassan
snickered. "After all, we still have at least a dozen
more men to go. Maybe one of my other guards will
surpass Jalil, as difficult as that might seem. I know
all of them are very, very anxious to give you the
fucking you deserve."
"That was great, thank you very much sir," Jalil stated
appreciatively in Arabic, as he put his clothes back on
and stared at Samantha's gaping vagina.
"Of course Jalil, thank you for your help in training
this one," Hassan replied. "You can send in the next one
immediately."
"Yes sir," the guard agreed, slipping out of the door a
short moment later.
"Get ready slave," Hassan warned the blonde, who was
sobbing and still had her anus impaled on the Sheikh's
penis. "You will be getting fucked very hard again soon.
You have a very long and very painful night ahead of
you."
"No!! Nooooooo!" Samantha shrieked, as she heard the
bedroom door open and watched another enormous guard
amble in.
"Hello sir," the hulking giant said to his boss in
Arabic, while he eyed the terrified little blonde.
"Welcome Rashid!" Hassan greeted cheerfully, in Arabic
as well. "I hope you are ready to fuck some nice young
American pussy."
"Yes sir, I am very ready sir," the guard replied,
smiling while he removed his pants and underwear.
"NO!! DON'T!! LET GO OF ME!! LET GO OF MEEEEE!!"
Samantha screamed, thrashing about on Hassan's torso as
the huge guard approached her.
At 6'4" and 275 lbs, Rashid was nearly identical in size
to Jalil, with a massively broad and powerful frame. His
cock was also terrifyingly large, and Samantha could not
keep her eyes off of it as the man moved in front of
her. She could not bear the thought of getting fucked
again, not even by her past boyfriends much less an Arab
three times her size.
"NOOOOO!! GET AWAY FROM MEEEEE!!" The tiny blonde
screeched, kicking at Rashid while he reached for her
long, skinny legs.
It took the guard less than five seconds to secure a
grip on Samantha's ankles. When he did, he pushed down
on them until they were literally right next to the
girl's ears. Samantha cried out in discomfort as she was
bent in half and her helpless, gaping vagina was perched
up so invitingly for the Arab brute.
"Fucking white whore," Rashid stated in contempt, as he
gazed down at the spots of cum on Samantha's cunt left
from Jalil.
"AHHHAAAGGGH!!" Samantha screamed, her entire body
stiffening as Rashid plunged his massive cock inside her
pussy.
"I'm going to ruin you whore," Rashid stated ominously
in Arabic, peering down at the angst-ridden American.
"NO!! NOOOOO!!" Samantha wailed, shaking her head
vehemently as the huge guard began slamming his dick in
and out of her vagina.
Both Hassan and Rashid groaned in delight as the tiny
blonde instantly squeezed their oversized cocks with her
pussy and asshole. For Rashid, this was his very first
time fucking Samantha, and he was simply astonished at
how amazing her cunt felt. Even after the awfully long
and grueling fucking Jalil had just given the orifice,
it somehow still clutched the guard's dick so tightly.
Rashid continued holding Samantha's ankles by her head
and gazed into her tormented eyes while he savagely
pounded her little pussy.
"AAAAAOOOOWWW!! STOP IT YOU MOTHERFUCKEEERRRRR!!"
Samantha screamed, squirming around in agony as the
enormous guard rammed his whole cock into her.
"Come on Rashid!" Hassan shouted in Arabic. "Do you want
that 20,000 dirhams or not?! Fuck this little American
bitch!"
"I'm trying but she's—her pussy is damn tight," the
guard responded, pausing for a moment to enjoy the
incredible grip of Samantha's cunt.
"NO PLEASE!! PLEASE JUST STOP!!" Samantha begged
pitifully, weeping in torture as the Arab began
hammering her vagina again.
Samantha tried several times to wriggle her way out from
beneath the guard but it was pointless. His grip on her
ankles was so strong and Hassan also had his arms
wrapped around her neck and torso. The helpless little
American was sandwiched between the two giant Arabs and
at their complete mercy.
As Rashid began raping her with all of his strength
Samantha was overwhelmed with pain that she nearly
blacked out. Her pussy was so excruciatingly raw by this
point, and each thrust from the guard filled her with
insane amounts of agony.
"OH MY GOD PLEASE JUST FUCKING STOP!!" Samantha howled,
tossing her head back and sobbing pathetically after
over five minutes passed by and Rashid continued to fuck
her.
The guard had finally settled into a terrible rhythm,
and was grunting in joy as he raped Samantha as brutally
as he could. Each time he slammed into her the sound of
his balls slapping against Samantha's little ass filled
Hassan's bedroom, followed instantly by a wretched
shriek from the 19-year-old American.
Rashid was in a state of heaven as he wrecked Samantha's
cunt, and just like Jalil he slowed down every once in
awhile to stave off climaxing. This was extremely
difficult for him, however, as the blonde's tiny vagina
just felt so ridiculously amazing.
"Uuuurrgggghhh!!" Rashid exclaimed, yanking Samantha's
legs wide before driving into her one final time.
Samantha screamed in pain but also relief, exhaling
deeply as she felt the guard's hot sperm spilling inside
of her. In total he'd spent about ten minutes fucking
her, which was only about half as long as Jalil had.
Nevertheless, it had felt like an hour, and by this
point Samantha's pussy was completely ravaged and burned
beyond belief.
"Very good Rashid," Hassan commended his bodyguard,
while the Arab giant drained all of his cum inside
Samantha.
"Thank you sir," Rashid replied, as he slowly pulled out
of the exhausted blonde.
"I will let you know tomorrow who I choose," the old
Sheikh stated. "Have the next guard come in
immediately."
"Yes sir," Rashid said, staring at Samantha's twitching
vagina while he put his pants back on.
"Two down my little slave," Hassan murmured into the
groaning American's ear after Rashid had left the room.
"Many more to go though."
Samantha instantly whined in dread and listlessly tried
to roll off the large Arab. It was a hopeless attempt,
however, as Hassan still had his huge cock planted
firmly in her anus and his arms wrapped snugly around
her midsection. Samantha heard the doorknob turn and
another man walk inside and she began crying in terror.
"Hello again small tits," a familiar guard declared in
Arabic, smiling down at Samantha. "Ready to get your
tits hurt some more? And your pussy too, of course."
"No!! Get—get away from me!!" Samantha yelped, writhing
around in panic as she recognized the fat Arab. "Leave
me alone!!"
Standing next to the mattress was Hameed, one of
Hassan's most sinister and ruthless guards. He was the
same man who'd viciously slapped, crushed, and twisted
Samantha's breasts earlier in the day for being too
small for his liking. He was grinning from ear to ear as
his eyes were once again locked on the American's
bruised, welted chest.
"Welcome Hameed," Hassan declared, pressing his forearms
into Samantha's back so her small tits were forced
invitingly outward. "Come fuck this American whore, and
hurt her breasts too if you wish."
"Yes sir, thank you sir," Hameed acknowledged, quickly
removing his trousers and getting in front of the
fearful blonde.
"No!! Don't touch MEEE!!" Samantha squealed, kicking at
the guard with both feet just before he grabbed hold of
her skinny calves.
Samantha screamed in equal parts fear and anger as
Hameed pulled her legs wide and wrapped them around his
fat waist. For some reason, the idea of this man raping
her filled Samantha with outrage. Even though all of
Hassan's guards were complete savages and she hated them
all, she had a particularly high level of disdain toward
Hameed because of the way he'd mauled her breasts
earlier. He was also just so unbelievably hideous and
disgusting, and she could not stomach the thought of
giving him any kind of joy.
"AHHHAAAGGGH!!" Samantha screamed, shutting her eyes as
the obese, hairy guard slammed his horribly thick penis
inside her vagina to the hilt.
"Give me those stupid little tits," Hameed growled,
immediately turning his attention to the American's
chest.
"NOOOO!! LEAVE ME ALONE!!" Samantha roared, writhing
around frantically as the Arab reached down with both
hands and grabbed hold of her small breasts. Samantha
unleashed a bloodcurdling scream of misery as Hameed
crushed her tits in his fingers and then began twisting
them in the most excruciating way. Hassan moaned in
delight as this caused Samantha to clench his penis so
tightly with her asshole. The little American banged the
heels of her feet against Hameed's back as he squeezed
her tits as hard as he possibly could.
"OWWWW!! STOP IT!!" Samantha screeched, looking up at
the guard with utter detestation.
"Damn you have a nice tight pussy," Hameed declared in
Arabic, smiling as Samantha squeezed his cock with her
little cunt. "I guess Jalil and the others weren't
lying. Don't worry, I'll give it a good hard fucking,
but right now I want to have some fun with your tits."
Samantha screamed in agony as the guard continued
mauling her breasts. He crushed the little mounds
between his fingers for a couple of minutes then turned
his focus on Samantha's small pink nipples. He grabbed
the delicate buds and twisted them literally halfway
around, causing the American to scream at the top of her
lungs and thrash around in total hysteria.
"AHHHAAAGGGH!! STOP IT!! LET GO YOU UGLY PIECE OF
SHIT!!" Samantha howled, glaring at Hameed through her
tears of pain.
Hameed simply laughed and continued brutally rotating
the blonde's nipples in his fingers, until he felt like
they were about to tear right off her chest. He released
the tortured nubs and gave Samantha's breasts several
vicious smacks, watching in amusement as they jiggled
from left to right. Hameed then snatched the American's
nipples once again and tugged on them savagely, causing
Samantha's tiny breasts to stretch badly upwards.
"AHHHAAAGGGH!! PLEASE STOP!! PLEEEEZE!!" The little 19-
year-old begged in total desperation.
"Look at these pathetic fucking tits!" Hameed laughed,
continuing to pull on Samantha's nipples with no concern
for them.
"NO PLEASE!! STOP IT!! PLEASE JUST STOP!!" Samantha
begged the fat Arab, as she felt like her nipples were
about to be ripped off her chest. "PLEASE JUST FUCK ME!!
PLEASE LEAVE MY BREASTS ALONE!!"
Hameed could not understand the blonde's words, and
would not have listened to them even if he could. He
continued torturing Samantha's tits for several more
minutes, pinching, slapping, and twisting them in
extremely vicious fashion. The louder the American
screamed, the more ruthless Hameed treated her small
round breasts.
Even though he did not find them attractive, Hameed was
already obsessed with the girl's tits, and thought about
them constantly now. He just loved abusing the firm
little mounds, and planned on asking Jalil tomorrow if
he could spend an hour or two beating them with the many
different whips, canes, and paddles down in the basement
dungeon.
"Okay bitch time to fuck you now," Hameed stated,
finally releasing Samantha's breasts and gripping her
slim 22" waist.
"AHHHAAAGGGH!!" Samantha cried, trembling in pain as the
guard began ripping his huge cock in and out of her
vagina.
Samantha turned her head sideways and closed her eyes,
not wanting to see Hameed's ugly face while he raped
her. She was glad that he was at least no longer
torturing her breasts. However, he was now fucking her
pussy as hard as he could, and after a few minutes
passed by she was once again in total agony. Her vagina
burned so badly and it felt like the inner lining of it
had been fucked completely raw.
"OH MY GOD!! PLEASE JUST—PLEASE JUST HURRY!! PLEASE JUST
FINISH!!" Samantha beseeched the massive Arab, as he
hammered away at her aching cunt like a fat bull.
Samantha screamed in absolute agony as Hameed drove his
cock all the way inside her pussy and grabbed her chest
again. The guard growled in ecstasy as he began cumming
inside the 19-year-old. He squeezed her tits as hard as
he possibly could while he spewed his huge load of semen
inside her cunt.
"AHHHAAAGGGH!! JUST FUCKING LEAVE ME ALONE!!" Samantha
screamed at the overweight guard, as he continued
squashing her breasts while he emptied the last of his
cum inside her.
"Stupid white bitch," Hameed muttered in Arabic, cruelly
slapping Samantha's breasts before he finally pulled his
cock out of her.
Samantha released a sigh of relief as the potbellied
guard took a step back and looked down at her battered
vagina. The orifice was gaping badly and Samantha's pink
pussy lips were noticeably swollen. Thick lines of sperm
were seeping from the hole and onto Hassan's cock, which
was still lodged inside the American's sphincter.
"Very good Hameed, send the next man in right away,"
Hassan instructed, laying back and resting his head on
his hands while Samantha remained attached to his penis.
"Please no more," Samantha begged frantically as soon as
the fat guard was gone. "Please listen, please listen to
me. I can't—I can't take anymore of this. I can't do
this anymore, I'm gonna die I swear to God. Please don't
let them—don't let them rape me anymore."
"I'm sorry my dear slave," Hassan replied. "But there
will be much more fucking for you tonight. Hameed was
only the third one. I have fifteen total guards in my
security team."
"Nooooo!! Please!! Please don't do this to me!!"
Samantha pleaded, crying desperately as another of
Hassan's security crew walked into the room.
The tiny, terrified American kicked at the giant guard
as he stripped naked and moved in front of her. It
didn't take him long until he had Samantha's legs
secured and spread wide, and as soon as he did he ripped
his massive cock into her pussy with all of his might.
Samantha immediately screamed like an animal being
stabbed, and what little resistance she had left was
immediately snuffed out. She let out one more anguished
yelp then began weeping in agony as the Arab started
hammering her pussy with his huge dick.
"AHHHAAAGGGH!! STOP!! STOP IT YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!!"
Samantha screamed at the sadistic guard, frowning at him
as he slammed into her as hard as he could.
"Fuck you," the enormous Arab shot back in a thick
accent, reaching down and slapping the blonde across her
face.
Samantha yelped in pain and continued to cry wretchedly
as the guard wrecked her poor little vagina. He fucked
her just as savagely as the rest of Hassan's guards,
smashing his cock in and out of her like he was trying
to permanently tear the American's pussy apart. Ten
minutes later, by the time he finally spewed his sperm
inside of Samantha, the Arab was soaked with sweat from
his exertions and completely out of breath.
"Very impressive, send in the next one," Hassan
commanded.
"Yes sir, thank you sir," the guard replied, as he
quickly dressed himself and left the room.
As soon as the next guard entered through the doors and
eagerly approached Samantha she whimpered in terror. The
19-year-old was far too drained to even scream any
longer, so she simply sobbed in total misery while
another of Hassan's bodyguards stripped down and got
between her legs. She did not even try and kick him as
he spread her legs wide and plunged his cock deep into
her fiery cunt.
"AHHHAAAGGGH!! Oh my God!! Please just—just stop!!"
Samantha cried, arching her head back and weeping while
the massive Arab began pounding her torn cunt.
The Middle Eastern goliath fucked Samantha brutally for
slightly more than five minutes. After he came inside of
the blonde's vagina he was promptly replaced by another
of his peers. Nearly an entire hour passed by as four
more of Hassan's guards entered the room and completely
wrecked Samantha's tight little pussy. Every single one
of the men raped the poor American as if their lives
depended on it.
Samantha screamed and cried in absolute agony the whole
time, begging each one of the Arabs to show her the
slightest bit of mercy, but to no avail. It was all she
could do, however, as she no longer had any more
strength to resist.
"Oh my God!! Oh my God!! Please stop this!! Samantha
begged hysterically, once the ninth guard had finished
with her and disappeared out of the room. "You have to—
you have to stop this!! Please, I'm—I'm gonna die!! It—
it hurts SO much!! Please stop!! No more!! No more!!"
"Don't worry my slave, I believe there are only a few
more left to go," Hassan said, trying to sound
reassuring. "I know you are probably very sore, but it
will be over soon."
"Noooooo!!" Samantha shrieked, wriggling around in
misery. "What the fuck is wrong with you?! Why are you
doing this to me?!"
"Why am I doing this? Why, simply because it is fun, my
little slave," the old Arab replied with a chuckle.
"It's fucking evil!! You're fucking evil!!" Samantha
shot back, just as the door opened and another huge
guard walked in.
"Mohammed! Glad you could join us!" Hassan shouted in
Arabic. "Get over here and stuff this white whore with
your dick! Quickly!"
Samantha's eyes were wide with terror as she stared at
the guard. He was without question the largest one to
have entered the room, which was saying a lot because
all of the Sheik's men had been massive. This one,
however, weighed easily more than 300 lbs and was
probably about a foot and a half taller than the
American. He had the body of an Olympic wrestler, and
when he removed his underwear just the sight of his
fully erect 10" cock drove Samantha into a panic.
"Nooooo!! Get away!! Don't fucking touch me you fucking
freak!!" The American screeched, kicking towards the
Arab behemoth with both feet as he prepared to pummel
her.
"You are one hot little American bitch," Mohammed
declared in Arabic, as he grabbed Samantha's ankles and
effortlessly yanked them apart until they were
completely horizontal. "I'm going to fuck you so hard
you will curse the day you were born."
"NO!! NOOOO!!" Samantha screamed, writhing around in
horrendous pain as the mountainous Arab rammed the
majority of his penis into her with one great thrust.
Mohammed instantly bucked forward again, and with such
awful force that it actually caused the little blonde to
slide backward and lift her asshole a few inches off
Hassan's cock. Samantha screamed so piercingly that both
the Sheikh and his guard winced as their ears hurt. As
soon as the guard had his cock buried deep inside
Samantha's cunt he wrapped both of his hands almost
completely around her tiny waist and held it firmly
still while he began ferociously raping her.
"AHHHAAAGGGH!! AHHHAAAGGGH!!" Samantha screamed,
thrashing about with renewed energy as she no longer
could bear the pain in her vagina.
Mohammed roared in pleasure and determination as he
clutched the blonde's slender waist and slammed his
giant cock into her snatch again and again. It was his
first time fucking Samantha, and in fact his first time
fucking any woman in weeks, as he'd been very busy
travelling all over the Middle East. He'd built up a
massive amount of sexual frustration and energy during
that time, and was releasing every bit of it now on the
tiny American in front of him.
"AAAAUUUGGGHHHHH!! STOP!! PLEASE STOP!! PLEASE!!
PLEEEEZE!!" Samantha shrieked, shaking her head in sheer
torture and disbelief while she looked up at the guard
in desperation.
Samantha continued to scream and beg hopelessly at the
gigantic Arab while he completely annihilated her
vagina. Each thrust was insanely excruciating, and it
felt like her pussy was being fucked by a wooden log at
this point. The American could not see it, but each time
Mohammed pulled out of her his entire shaft was coated
in semen and blood.
After hours of nonstop abuse the 19-year-old's
ridiculously tight cunt had been fucked completely raw
and had ripped and torn in several places. None of this
seemed to matter to Mohammed, however, who continued to
hammer away at the orifice without mercy. He raped poor
Samantha for roughly 15 nightmarish minutes, until he
finally could not hold his ejaculation off any longer
and emptied his balls inside the white fuck-slave.
"Shit," the massive guard muttered in Arab, as he looked
at the stains of blood on his dick once he pulled it out
of Samantha's terribly gaping cunt. "You must be in some
pretty bad pain."
The expression on Samantha's face was priceless. The
blonde looked as if she'd endured the worst kinds of
torture for a week straight. Her eyes were closed and
her cheeks were streaked with tears as she continued
sobbing in utter devastation. Her pussy, which just two
days ago had been so tight and gorgeous, was now a
bruised, swollen, gaping, cum-soaked mess. And it was
still not free from torment.
The next hour passed by painstakingly slowly as the
remaining handful of guards all came in and raped
Samantha. Everything for the tiny American was a blur
during this time, as she was so devastated from all of
the previous rapes that she could barely comprehend
anything by this point. The only thing she was aware of
was the consistent changing of men and the persistent
scorching pain in her cunt, which felt like it had been
stretched open by several inches and completely ruined.
"Congratulations my slave, you made it," Hassan chuckled
into Samantha's ear once the last of his security crew
climbed off the American and exited the room.
"Oh my God," Samantha moaned, tilting her head back and
letting out a huge sigh.
"But your night is not over," the old Sheikh continued,
as reached forward and stuffed his hands behind the
blonde's knees. "Now I am going to fuck your asshole for
the rest of the night, again and again."
"Noooo," Samantha whined, grimacing in pain as the Arab
pulled her thighs up against her ribs and spread them
wide.
"Now I'm going to do to your asshole what my men did to
your pussy," Hassan cautioned, before he began slamming
his cock in and out of the American's anus.
"NO!!" Samantha screamed, struggling wretchedly as her
asshole quickly began to burn in agony.
Chapter 7: Samantha and the Retarded Nephew
Like always, Samantha Brunner was inside the basement of
Hassan's palace, naked and on her knees with her arms
tied to the metal bar above her. It was fairly late in
the morning but the 19-year-old American had gotten
almost no sleep. Once Hassan's guards had finished
fucking her vagina the old Sheikh had then spent another
two hours anally raping her. He came inside her three
times during this span, after which he'd called Jalil
into the room to take her away.
Samantha had been in a world of agony, with her anus and
vagina both throbbing and bleeding so horribly that she
had not even been able to fall asleep. So she'd simply
remained on her knees and cried in misery all throughout
the night.
"Good morning whore," Jalil greeted the American, as he
entered the room and quickly began loosening his shirt.
Normally Samantha would have begun trembling in fear and
pleading with the evil giant. However, after getting a
train ran through her last night, the little American
was too exhausted and defeated to even beg anymore. The
expression of complete hopelessness on Samantha's face
said it all, as she despondently looked down at the
floor with unblinking eyes.
"More fun things for you today," the Arab declared, as
he finished stripping naked and stood in front of the
tiny blonde. "But first I must whip you again."
"Wh—what?! Why?!" Samantha blurted, looking up in
astonishment.
"I did not win prize last night," Hassan stated, as he
walked over and began turning the crank. "I am angry,
very angry."
"No, no, no," Samantha stammered, panic in her voice as
she was lifted into the air. "No please no!! Please
don't!! Please don't!!"
The little blonde continued to beg as Jalil made his way
to the cabinet full of whips. He grabbed the same
braided one with leather-wrapped steel tips and walked
back over to the suspended, helpless American. Jalil
thought for a second about where to strike the girl,
then pulled the whip back and ripped it across
Samantha's buttocks with all of his might.
"AHHHAAAGGGH!!" Samantha screamed, twisting and turning
in the air as soon as she felt her ass getting flayed.
As soon as the first blow landed Jalil stepped around
the little American and slashed the whip across her
small breasts. Samantha shrieked in agony and looked
toward Jalil with complete terror. She continued to
scream and beg as he began pummeling her swollen,
bruised ass and breasts with the leather whip. He
dispensed over 50 lashes on the poor blonde, switching
back and forth between the two targets every few
strikes. When the Arab's arm finally started to tire, he
walked over to the wall and turned the lever, thereby
dropping Samantha to the floor.
"God just leave me alone!!" Samantha sobbed, staggering
after the guard as he untied her wrists and dragged her
toward the fucking-bench by her hair.
Jalil easily placed the little blonde on her back atop
the T-shaped table and spread her legs sideways before
tying them to the ends of the heavy wood. He then pulled
Samantha's arms down and cuffed them together beneath
the pillar of wood she lay on. With the girl firmly
fastened to the table, Jalil stepped between her legs
and pressed the tip of his massive cock against her
tender, swollen vagina.
"No!! NO!! PLEASE!! PLEASE NO!!" Samantha squealed,
looking up at the hulking figure of her trainer in
terror.
After the insanely vicious and excruciating fucking
she'd endured last night at the hands of Hassan's
security team, the absolute last thing Samantha wanted
was for anyone to even touch her torn vagina. Even now
it ached and burned so badly, and still felt stretched
out after being pounded by fifteen of the biggest cocks
the blonde had ever seen. Samantha still vividly
remembered how streams of sperm and blood continued
seeping out of her pussy long after Jalil had brought
her back down to the basement late last night.
"AHHHAAAGGGH!! NOOOOO!!" The petite American screamed,
writhing around on the table in agony as Jalil ripped
almost his entire cock into her pussy with one slam.
"Fucking American bitch, it's your fault, your fault I
didn't win," Jalil growled in Arabic, as he stabbed the
rest of his penis inside Samantha. "You told Hassan not
to pick me, didn't you? I bet you did you fucking white
whore."
"AAAAGGGGHHHH!! S—STOP!! PLEASE STOP!! DON'T!! PLEASE
DON'T DO THIS!!" Samantha begged frantically, as the
Arab quickly began drilling his cock in and out of her
vagina.
"You cost me a lot of money you American whore," Jalil
hissed in Arabic, increasing the speed of his thrusts.
"So you thought Mohammed was better? Huh? Okay I'll give
you the best fuck of your life right now."
"AHHHAAAGGGH!!" Samantha screamed piercingly, her entire
body tensing in agony while Jalil began fucking her as
hard as he possibly could.
After thoroughly raping her for more than twenty minutes
straight last night, Jalil had been positive he'd won
Hassan's challenge. So when he'd heard from his boss
that Mohammed had done a better job than him he'd become
furious. Hassan had lied and told him that Samantha
herself had chosen Mohammed as the winner, when in
actuality the Sheikh had made the decision.
Nevertheless, Jalil was extremely angry at the tiny
blonde, and planned on making her pay. As he tore his
huge cock into Samantha again and again he was very
surprised at how tight she still was, considering he and
Hassan's entire security crew had all fucked her less
than twelve hours ago. Yet the American's pink vagina
still gripped him almost just as amazingly as it had the
first time he'd raped her inside the limo.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! AHHHAAAGGGH!!" Samantha squealed, her
eyes closed and tears pouring out of them while Jalil
ravaged her poor cunt.
Samantha was in so much pain that she thought she was
going to faint. Each time the massive Arab slammed into
her it felt like a searing hot pole was being shoved
into her pussy. She was so appalled at how psychotic
Jalil was, as he held her skinny waist between his
fingers and furiously hammered her cunt while he roared
like a monster.
He was completely oblivious to the American's agony and
seemed like he was trying to literally fuck her to
death. The Arab pounded away at Samantha's snatch for
nearly ten minutes, and with even more fury than he'd
done the night earlier. By the time he finally dumped
his sperm inside the 19-year-old blonde she could not
stop crying and was almost insane from her misery.
"Yeah keep crying you little white whore," Jalil
grumbled in Arabic, panting heavily while he savored the
tightness of Samantha's pussy.
Once the last drop of cum emptied from his huge cock,
Jalil slowly pulled out of the tiny blonde and took a
step back. A smile crossed his lips as within a few
seconds his sperm began dribbling out of the girl's
gaping vagina. Jalil could never get tired of the sight,
as it was a constant visual reminder of the total
control and power he had over the little American. After
admiring the image for a little longer he made his way
over to a nearby cabinet and pulled from it a blowtorch,
a long and thick steel nail, and two shiny silver rings
roughly 1" in diameter. With these items in hand, he
walked back over to where Samantha still lay sobbing in
immense pain.
"Wh—what are you doing???" Samantha asked nervously, as
she watched the Arab turn on the blowtorch and start
heating the tip of the nail.
Jalil ignored the girl and focused on the task at hand.
He held the torch and nail steadily in his hands and
waited for a couple of terrifying minutes. When the nail
began glowing red he finally switched off the blowtorch
and set it on the ground. The Arab then turned his
attention to Samantha, reaching down and grabbing her
left nipple between his fingers.
"NO!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Samantha shrieked,
frantically trying to free her arms from their bonds as
Jalil stretched her nipple as much as he could.
The guard wasted no time and immediately speared the
scorching nail all the way through Samantha's nipple,
from one side and out the other. It all happened in the
blink of an eye, and for a second the American was so
astonished she did not even react. Then, when the
excruciating pain of getting so savagely pierced hit,
she released an absolutely ear-shattering wail of agony.
Samantha's eyes were bulging in disbelief as she stared
at her small nipple which was already starting to bleed
and horribly skewered like a piece of barbeque.
"NO PLEASE!! DON'T!! NOOOOOO!!" The skinny little blonde
screeched, as Jalil yanked the nail out and quickly
clutched her other nipple.
"AHHHAAAGGGH!!" Samantha screamed, shaking her head in
utter madness as the Arab mercilessly stabbed the nail
through her nipple.
Jalil was emotionless as he slid the steel pin back and
forth inside the sensitive little bud of flesh. He'd
done this act to countless other slaves of Hassan, and
it was as easy as breathing to him. After a few seconds
he pulled the nail out and quickly looped the two silver
rings through both of Samantha's freshly pierced nipples
before snapping them closed.
"Oh my God!! Oh my God!! Nooooooooooo!!" Samantha cried,
as she stared at her bloody nipples in disbelief.
Jalil allowed the girl a second to weep over her new
jewelry, and then unlocked the clamps around her ankles
and the cuffs on her wrists. Samantha did not fight as
the guard yanked her off the table and forced her toward
the side of the room. He made her kneel then opened up a
cabinet and sifted through it before pulling out some
kind of black leash. It was made of leather and was
about 4' long.
On one end was a handle while the other end split apart
into two shorter strands, with clasps on either end that
could be hooked and fastened to the rings which were now
in Samantha's nipples. Samantha whimpered in fear as
Jalil reached down and secured both clasps to the rings.
"We go upstairs now," the huge Arab declared. "You will
follow me, always. You will crawl, always. If you do not
crawl and follow me we come back down here and I will
whip you rest of the day. Do you understand?"
Samantha could not hide the hint of hatred in her eyes
she had toward the man, but wisely nodded her head. She
quickly got on her hands and knees and began crawling
after Jalil as he headed toward the stairway. She had to
move quickly to keep the leash loose and prevent it from
pulling on her nipples, which were still throbbing
excruciatingly. She tried not to think about it as she
shuffled after the massive Arab like a dog.
Once they reached the top of the stairs and exited
through the door Samantha felt a sense of apprehension,
as she'd never left the basement except for the evenings
when Jalil took her to get cleaned up before dropping
her off at Hassan's bedroom. She wasn't sure what time
it was, but it still felt somewhat early, and she
doubted it was even noon yet. As Jalil led her down the
hall and by countless rooms, Samantha felt her face
reddening as she passed by several of Hassan's other
guards. Every single one of them smiled and laughed at
her, and uttered lewd remarks in Arabic while they
stared hungrily at the American's lovely bruised and
beaten ass.
Samantha's shame grew more and more as Jalil
deliberately walked her all around Hassan's palace. The
blonde felt so utterly ashamed to have to crawl after
the Arab the entire time, completely naked and with a
leash attached to her small breasts. During this time
she encountered more of the Sheikh's guards, as well as
his maids and other workers. The shocking thing was that
they barely even acknowledged her, as if the sight of a
naked girl being led around the mansion on her hands and
knees was a common one.
Samantha continued to crawl after the huge Arab as he
led her around Hassan's palace. He was about to walk
past an open passage on the side of the hallway when he
heard a noise coming from inside it and stopped.
Smiling, Jalil turned and entered the passageway, which
was short and covered with fancy marbled tiles on the
floor. As she was led into the area, Samantha also heard
something from around the corner which sounded like
sobs. As soon as she saw where the sounds were coming
from, she immediately gasped in shock.
The room she was inside was decorated like a public
restroom that one might find in a 5-star hotel. However,
instead of a urinal on the wall, there was a round space
on the floor made of expensive porcelain with a drain in
the middle of it. Naked and on her knees in the area was
the Asian girl Samantha had seen on the video yesterday.
Her hands were tied together behind her and she had her
head tilted back while one of Hassan's guards stood
before her and pissed into her open mouth. Each time her
mouth became full of urine the Asian immediately gulped
it down before spreading her lips again for more. Her
long black hair was drenched with piss and her body was
soaked in it as well.
"Good morning Rashid," Jalil greeted his friend in
Arabic.
"Ah Jalil, how's it going?" The beefy guard replied,
shooting Jalil a smile before he turned his focus back
toward making sure he urinated directly into the Asian's
mouth.
"Everything is good brother, I just pierced her and now
I'm taking her to Zafir like Hassan requested," Jalil
stated. "I guess it's the boy's birthday, so you know
what that means. This little white whore is going to be
his all day."
"Ah yes it is! Shit, he's going to be thrilled," Rashid
laughed, as he finished giving the Asian a golden
shower.
As soon as she finished swallowing the last gulp of
urine, the girl immediately groaned in revulsion before
breaking down into sobs. Her name was Vivian Lee and she
was 20 years old and of Korean descent. She was truly a
magnificently gorgeous girl, standing 5'3" and 110 lbs
with a toned and shapely physique.
Vivian had come to Dubai roughly two months ago from
California with a few of her friends for vacation, but
one of them had foolishly tried to smuggle in a large
bag of ecstasy. After being caught by the authorities,
each one of the group had been separated, and Hassan had
used his connections to bring Vivian straight to his
palace. Any evidence of it had been untraceable, of
course, and to the girl's friends and family back home
she'd simply "disappeared" at some point on her trip.
Even though Vivian was very attractive, Hassan simply
did not care too much for Asians, so he'd given her to
his guards to do as they pleased. Thus, she was one of a
handful of permanent whores for the Sheik's entire
security staff and always at their mercy.
She got fucked by nearly every single one of them each
day and usually several times by each guard. The twisted
men had also turned Vivian into their personal toilet,
keeping her shackled and inside the bathroom all
throughout the day just so they could drop by whenever
they pleased and dump their piss down her throat.
"Well I'm going to take a piss real quick and take this
dumb slut to Zafir," Jalil declared, as he handed the
leash to his friend and began unzipping his fly.
"Sounds good brother," Rashid responded, as he stared at
Samantha and licked his lips.
Jalil got into position in front of the despondent
Korean and snapped his fingers. Vivian exhaled deeply
and slowly tilted her head back and spread her jaws. She
closed her eyes and whined in complete horror as a
stream of urine splashed against her face before finding
her open mouth. Just like a moment ago, the instant her
mouth was about to overflow with urine the Korean
quickly gulped it all down before spreading her lips for
more.
Jalil spent more than a dozen seconds filling and
refilling the girl's mouth before dumping the rest of
his piss all over her face. Vivian was crying
inconsolably, as she could do nothing but remain on her
knees and accept the unspeakably degrading treatment.
Samantha watched in astonishment as her trainer finished
urinating all over the poor Korean. Just like her,
Vivian's lovely brown nipples were also pierced and
adorned with the same 1" silver rings. When he was
finished, Jalil tugged on the leash connected to
Samantha's own rings, causing her to scream in pain and
crawl after him back out into the hallway. When she was
about 50 feet away, Samantha heard the Asian crying in
frustration and misery as yet another guard entered the
bathroom and made her drink his piss.
Jalil continued to parade the tiny American all around
Hassan's home, passing by more guards, maids, chefs, and
other workers. Eventually, he made his way up a twisting
staircase and onto the second floor. Samantha continued
to crawl after the Arab as he further explored the
mansion. As they passed over a sky-bridge that connected
one parcel of the palace to another, Samantha peered out
the window and at the parking area down below. She could
not believe her eyes as a surreal scene unfolded before
her.
A white Range Rover had just parked on the pavement and
all four of the doors seemed to open at once. Two of
Hassan's gigantic guards emerged from the backseat of
the vehicle, and they held between them a terrified,
hysterical brunette. She was about 5'6" and a very fit
115 lbs, with long brown hair that hung near her mid-
back and perfect light olive skin.
She had on a pair of conservative khaki shorts, worn
sneakers, and a loose tank-top, and appeared as if she'd
been picked up from a hiking trail or something. She was
screaming at the top of her lungs and struggling
frantically as the two huge Arabs dragged her into
Hassan's mansion.
"Oh my God," Samantha whispered, looking on in disbelief
as the driver of the Range Rover casually climbed back
into the car and slammed the door closed before driving
off.
Jalil smiled as the reality of her nightmare began
sinking in even more for the little American. He took a
few seconds to admire the girl's petite, slender body as
she remained on all fours like a bitch. Samantha was
already his favorite of Hassan's slaves, and he thought
about fucking her constantly. Her pussy was so
irresistibly tight and amazing and he had trouble going
more than a few hours without having it wrapped around
his cock.
"Hello Samantha my lovely little slave!" Hassan suddenly
exclaimed, seeming to appear out of nowhere and standing
beside Jalil.
"Good morning sir, I was taking her to Zafir like you
instructed," Jalil stated to his boss in Arabic.
"Ah yes, of course," Hassan replied in English. "He
should be awake by now. Let's go, I'm sure he will be
very excited."
Samantha felt the blood in her cheeks as her owner
stared at the two silver rings in her nipples. He said
something to Jalil in Arabic and even though she could
not understand the words, she knew he was applauding the
guard for the piercing job. As soon as Jalil began
walking Samantha quickly crawled after him, not wanting
to feel the painful tug of the leash against her aching
nipples. She followed after the pair of Arabs as they
passed by several rooms before turning into one.
"Samantha, I want you to meet Zafir," Hassan declared
happily, waving toward a massive young Arab who was
sitting on the floor and playing a video game. "He is my
nephew."
Zafir rotated his hips and stared blankly toward the
doorway. Samantha could tell immediately that there was
something off with him, as his eyes were droopy and his
jaw slack. He stared at her for a few seconds, and then
a smile formed on his face that immediately sent a chill
down the blonde's spine. Zafir quickly got to his feet
and approached his uncle and the trembling American.
"I brought you a gift Zafir!" Hassan shouted in Arabic,
as he pointed down at the blonde. "This is for you! It's
your birthday gift. You can keep her all day too. She is
yours to do with as you please."
"Really Uncle Hassan???" The young Arab exclaimed in
jubilation.
"Yes, really my dear nephew," the old Sheikh replied.
"She has promised to make you very happy today. If she
doesn't then you just tell me or one of the guards."
"Cool Uncle Hassan!" Zafir shouted gleefully, rubbing
his crotch through his shorts while he looked at
Samantha eagerly.
"You will spend the rest of the day in this room with
Zafir," Hassan stated to the 19-year-old. "You will let
him fuck you and do whatever he wants with you. Anything
he tells you to do, you will do it. Is that understood?"
"Yes," Samantha replied softly, a look of dejection and
dread on her face.
"As you can see, Zafir has some learning issues," Hassan
noted. "He also has a physical one too. His feeling and
sense of touch is, well, very poor. As you will find out
soon enough this means that it is very hard for him to
cum. He can spend many hours fucking a girl like you
without cumming. It is quite amazing, actually."
Samantha could hardly believe what her master was
saying. His nephew looked like a complete monster, and
she could not stomach the idea of being at his mercy for
the rest of the day. Like Hassan's security crew Zafir
was gigantic, standing more than a foot taller than her
and outweighing her by probably close to 200 lbs. He was
shirtless and his upper torso was covered with thick
clumps of hair and layers of disgusting fat. She could
see the massive bulge in his shorts as the retard rubbed
his cock in front of her.
"Well I know Zafir is eager to get started so I will
leave you two alone," Hassan said. "Remember slave,
behave and do whatever Zafir asks. His English is not so
good but you will start to learn what he wants. If I
hear any complaints from him later on then Jalil will
whip you to within an inch of your life tomorrow."
"Okay Zafir we will leave you alone with your gift!" The
Sheikh exclaimed in Arabic. "You can use her however you
want but don't hurt her too badly. I want her in one
piece when I come back tonight, okay? No broken bones or
anything like that, understood?"
"Yes Uncle I promise!" The young retard shouted in glee.
Samantha was trembling already as Jalil reached down and
unfastened the leash from the rings on her nipples. He
then pulled Samantha's arms behind her back and tied her
wrists together with a pair of leather cuffs. He
chuckled as he looked at the uneasiness on the kneeling
American's face before walking out of the room with
Hassan. As soon as they were gone Zafir pushed his dirty
shorts and underwear to the ground and ambled toward the
scared little blonde.
"Please!!" Samantha yelped, as the huge retard grabbed a
fistful of her hair and began dragging her toward his
bed.
Samantha was mortified as the massive brute violently
flung her atop the mattress and pounced onto her. She
screamed in terror as he grabbed both of her ankles and
jerked her legs wide. Within seconds he had the tiny
American pinned beneath him, with his lower torso wedged
between her slender thighs. Zafir was panting with
excitement as he used one hand to guide the tip of his
enormous cock onto Samantha's tight little vagina.
"Nooooo!!" Samantha sobbed, shaking her head in protest
as she felt the Arab's dick start to penetrate her
aching pussy.
The moron's cock was practically the same size as
Jalil's, and the pain of it stuffing Samantha's cunt was
horrendous. Samantha screamed in agony and squirmed
around as Zafir bucked forward and slammed several
inches of his penis into her. Samantha never felt so
feeble in her life, as she was completely trapped
beneath the retard's mammoth body and at his total
mercy.
"Uuuuuuuggggghhh!!" Zafir bellowed, smiling depravedly
while he gave two more awful thrusts and buried his
entire shaft inside the 19-year-old American.
"Please!! You're—you're crushing me!! I can't breathe!!"
Samantha begged, unable to bear the weight of the Arab's
frame any longer.
The retard ignored the petite American's pleas and began
pumping his cock in and out of her pussy like a
jackhammer. Samantha squealed in pain as the young
Arab's penis spread her cunt excruciatingly wide and
pounded against her already raw labia. The pain soon
became overwhelming and she began crying in sheer
misery.
Samantha could not believe what had become of her vagina
in just three days. After getting ferociously fucked by
Hassan and all of his men—particularly Jalil—the orifice
was already so bruised and swollen and burned constantly
now. Her pussy felt like it had been violated by an
entire army of men, and Samantha truly did not know how
much more rapes she could handle.
"OH GOD PLEASE!! NO KORE!!" The tiny white whore begged,
after taking Zafir's fucking for more than ten minutes.
There would be no reprieve for the poor American,
however, as Zafir continued to hammer away at her
amazingly tight cunt. Even with his neuropathic
condition which muted his sense of touch—and therefore
physical pleasure—the retard was still able to feel just
how ridiculously tight Samantha's vagina was. Every time
he slammed into the poor American her stubborn little
pussy continued to fight him and resist him, just as it
did all the other Arabs.
"Oh yes!! I like it!! I like your pussy white whore!!"
Zafir exclaimed in Arabic, continuing to smother
Samantha with his fat, hairy body while he fucked her
intensely.
Samantha was bawling now as nearly twenty minutes passed
by and the hideous retard showed no signs of finishing
or even slowing. He'd slammed his cock into her tortured
vagina hundreds of times by this point, and each new
thrust sent her closer and closer to the edge of
craziness. She wanted to scream and curse at him but
remembered Hassan's warning about making him happy and
decided to keep her words to herself.
After a few more minutes of fucking the little blonde,
Zafir grabbed her ankles and pulled them up into the air
before lowering them back against the mattress and above
her shoulders. Samantha whined in pain as her body was
folded in half and her ass was forced several inches off
the mattress. When he was ready again, the retard knelt
above Samantha's upturned vagina and viciously rammed
his cock back into it like a pile-driver.
"AHHHAAAGGGH!!" The petite blonde screeched, her face
contorting in agony as her poor vagina was stuffed with
Zafir's massive cock once again.
All of the toes on Samantha's little feet were curled
and tears were flowing from her eyes as she continued to
bear the terrible fucking. She closed her eyes and tried
not to think about the pain, but it was simply
impossible each time the huge retard drilled his cock
into her. She could feel her hips jamming into her torso
from being bent so harshly and was having trouble
breathing. Each time Zafir's cock slammed against her
cervix the blonde squealed in angst and cried harder.
Zafir fucked Samantha in this manner for about a dozen
more minutes and then decided to switch positions again.
He rolled the miserable little 19-year-old onto her
belly, grabbed her hips and lifted her ass up before
ripping his cock back into her vagina. Samantha screamed
in pain and plopped her cheek against the mattress while
the Arab brute began raping her once more. The tiny
blonde closed her eyes and sobbed as she wondered how
long he was going to fuck her like this for.
"Ooohhh!!" Zafir bellowed, holding the American's hips
still while he tore his penis into her over and over and
over again.
Samantha screamed in torture and bawled endlessly as the
giant moron pounded her exhausted vagina doggy-style for
over twenty minutes. Eventually he grew bored with that
position as well, and decided to switch yet again. He
turned the wretched American around onto her back and
speared his entire cock into her pussy.
The Arab retard then wrapped his arms around Samantha's
petite body and made his way off the bed, so that he was
now standing with the girl impaled on his penis. He
wrapped Samantha's legs around his hips, clutched her
small, firm buttocks with both hands, and began bouncing
her up and down his huge cock.
"NOOOOOOOOO!! AHHHAAAGGGH!!" The little blonde screamed,
twisting and turning in pain as Zafir slammed her onto
his dick again and again like a cheap hooker.
Samantha didn't think her encounter with the dumb Arab
could get any worse, but this new position he was
fucking her was also easily the most painful. Each time
he lifted her into the air and smashed her cunt down
onto his penis it felt like his shaft was going to tear
straight through her womb and into her guts. She could
feel all 9" of it ripping into her and she had no clue
how her little vagina could take in such a large cock.
"PLEEZE!!" Samantha begged, wrapping her legs around
Zafir's hips while he continued to thump her pussy up
and down his penis.
The retard grunted in satisfaction and chuckled as he
looked down at the little white slave. Like his uncle
Hassan, he harbored a burning hatred toward Americans,
as he'd been told how corrupt, arrogant, and evil they
all were since he was a young boy. So it was always a
huge joy for him whenever Hassan brought him a slave
from the US, especially one as stunningly gorgeous as
Samantha Brunner.
Zafir was definitely going to enjoy the next few hours
with the tiny blonde. He continued to bounce the 19-
year-old onto his dick for a moment, until his arms
tired. The young Arab then set Samantha down against the
edge of his mattress and resumed plowing her cunt for
fifteen long minutes.
After almost two hours passed by and Zafir was still
pounding her cunt Samantha was completely insane. She
was in yet another new position now—the fifth different
one since Zafir had begun fucking her. The little
American was mounted on top of the massive retard, with
her back against his chest while he held her legs up and
out wide. He was grunting loudly while he used his hips
to spear his huge cock up into the blonde's vagina over
and over again.
"AHHHAAAGGGH!! PLEASE JUST FUCKING STOP!!" Samantha
screamed, tilting her head back while she wept in agony
and exhaustion.
The American's body was covered in sweat and her hair
was damp with it. She was almost motionless as she
rested atop the massive Arab while he rammed his dick
into her cunt endlessly. Samantha had lost what little
energy she'd had long ago, and was resigned to letting
the retard use her however way he wanted. She continued
to squeal in pain, however, as her pussy was wracked
with torture. The orifice was bleeding once again, as
each time Zafir withdrew his penis the length of it was
smeared with blood.
Another hour passed by as Samantha was mercilessly raped
by the dumb, ugly Arab. Even though he was slow, one
thing Zafir was educated on were the many different ways
to fuck a girl. He used Samantha in every position
imaginable. He fucked her on her back, side, and her
belly. He fucked her in the air and on the bed, and
twisted the petite blonde into all sorts of cruel and
uncomfortable positions. And with her hands tied
together behind her, there was nothing the American
could do to defend herself.
"NOOOOO!! LEAVE ME ALONE YOU FAT FUCKING BASTARD!!"
Samantha screamed, as Zafir sank his cock deep inside
her cunt before grabbing her waist and preparing to
switch positions yet again.
He'd been fucking the little blonde from behind for
about twenty minutes, pinning her against the side of
the mattress while he rutted her. Now the spry young
Arab grabbed the back of Samantha's thighs and hoisted
her into the air. He held the miserable American with
her knees bent over his forearms and pressed up against
her small chest. Samantha wailed in agony as the moron
began slamming her cunt up and down his cock once more.
"Eeeeuuughhh!!" Zafir exclaimed, as he approached a long
overdue climax.
The retard smashed Samantha onto his dick one last time
and then shouted valiantly as he spewed a river of sperm
up into the girl's snatch. Samantha never imagined she
could be so happy to have a hideously gigantic and hairy
retard cum inside of her. She could feel his cock
twitching while it dumped its load of semen inside her,
but she did not even care at this point. After getting
raped for more than three hours straight, she could not
quite believe that the Arab was finally finished. Once
he was done ejaculating, Zafir marched back to the
mattress and flung Samantha back onto it. He was out of
breath and soaked in sweat as he smiled down at little
Samantha.
"No!! Leave me alone!! Please just leave me alone!!" The
little blonde wept, clasping at the bed sheets as Zafir
grabbed her ankles and pulled her off the mattress.
The beastly retard forced Samantha to kneel down with
her back against the side of the bed. He bent down and
smiled as he said something in Arabic that Samantha
obviously did not understand. The fatigued American's
confusion turned to horrendous disgust as Zafir suddenly
turned around, leaned over and shoved his hairy buttocks
right in her face. Samantha screamed in panic and leaned
back as the retard pulled his ass-cheeks apart, leaving
his grotesque asshole just inches from her face.
"Lick!! Lick it you American scum!!" Zafir commanded in
Arabic, as he remained in a squatting position with a
huge grin on his face.
Samantha was not stupid, and she had a fairly good idea
of what the young man wanted her to do. However, she
could not stand to even look at the huge, repulsive,
hair-infested brown asshole in front of her much less
touch it with any part of her body. So she turned her
head to the side and closed her eyes, even while Zafir
continued to bark orders at her. After nearly a minute
passed by, the retard turned around and grabbed a
fistful of Samantha's hair with his left hand.
"I SAID LICK IT YOU STUPID WHITE WHORE!!" Zafir roared,
before smacking Samantha's cheek with all of his might.
"AHHHAAAGGGH!!" Samantha screamed, looking up at the
fat, repugnant Arab in shock.
"Are you going to lick or not?!" Zafir questioned the
little American.
"Please, I don't—I don't understand, what—what do you
want?" Samantha stammered nervously.
"ARE YOU GOING TO LICK OR NOT?!" The retard demanded,
before giving Samantha another terribly vicious slap
across her face.
"AHHHAAAGGGH!! STOP!! STOP IT!! PLEASE I'LL DO IT—I'LL
DO WHAT YOU WANT!!" Samantha screeched, nodding her head
obediently.
Zafir grunted in satisfaction and turned back around
before sticking his ass out toward the blonde's face and
pulling his buttocks apart. Samantha let out a whine of
sheer disgust as her face was once again a few inches
from the Arab's anus. She thought for a moment about how
to proceed. She knew he wanted her to lick it, but she
simply could not bring herself to do that.
At the same time, her cheek was already red and stung
terribly from getting smacked by the retard, and she did
not want to anger him any further. After several
seconds, the tiny American closed her eyes, took a deep
breath, and leaned forward before grazing Zafir's putrid
asshole with the tip of her tongue.
"AHHHAAAGGGH!!" Samantha shrieked in horror, yanking her
head back as soon as she tasted the unbelievable
awfulness of the Arab's shit.
Samantha turned her head to the side and immediately
began spitting at the floor to get all of the rancid
taste out of her mouth. She felt her stomach grumble and
groaned as the salty taste of Zafir's sweat and shit
still lingered on her tongue. Zafir, meanwhile, was
growing increasingly furious with the little American.
He turned around yet again and barked at her to start
licking his asshole again.
"FUCK YOU!!" Samantha screamed back defiantly. "I'm not
gonna lick your asshole you—you ugly piece of shit!! I
don't care go ahead and slap me!! I'm still not licking
it!!"
Samantha wailed in pain as the Arab pulled his hand way
back before violently striking his open palm against her
left cheek. With her hands locked together behind her,
there was nothing the blonde could do as Zafir began
slapping the left side of her face over and over again.
She tried tucking her chin down and burrowing her cheek
against her shoulder, but Zafir grabbed her hair and
held her head in place with his left hand while he
repeatedly smacked the 19-year-old with his other one.
"AHHHAAAGGGH!! STOP IT!! STOP HITTING ME YOU STUPID
FUCKER!!" Samantha roared, after the massive retard
slapped her for the 12th time.
As the left side of her face began reddening and
swelling, Samantha began to rethink her stance on
rimming the Arab. As horrendous as the mere idea of it
was, her cheek felt like it was about to shatter. After
slapping it several more times, the retard gripped
Samantha's hair with his other hand and began savagely
smacking her right cheek. It sounded like firecrackers
were being set off inside the room as Zafir struck the
wretched blonde over and over again.
"OKAY!! STOP!! I'LL—I'LL DO IT!! I'LL FUCKING DO IT JUST
STOP HITTING ME!! PLEASE!!" Samantha screamed, finally
acquiescing after getting slapped in the face nearly 30
times.
"Will you lick me?! Are you going to do it or not?!"
Zafir growled in Arabic, before reaching down and
hooking his finger into the ring on Samantha's left
nipple.
"NO!! PLEASE!!" The little American yelped in fear, her
eyes widening as Zafir gave a light tug on the silver
loop. "I SAID—I SAID I'LL DO IT!! PLEASE!! DON'T!!"
"I'll tear this off if you don't lick me!!" The Arab
warned, before brutally yanking on the ring.
"Aaauuggg!!" Samantha screamed, shaking her head
frantically as her inflamed nipple was stretched out
from her breast.
"NO PLEASE!! PLEASE DON'T!! PLEASE LET GO!! I'LL—I'LL DO
WHATEVER YOU WANT I SWEAR!!" The blonde pleaded
desperately, looking up at Zafir with deference now.
"I'll do it, do you understand?!" Zafir bellowed, before
grabbing the other ring as well.
"AHHHAAAGGGH!!" Samantha wailed in agony, as the dumb
Arab yanked on both of the rings so cruelly that she
thought her nipples were about to tear off her chest.
Samantha let out a piercing scream of misery as the
retard continued to pull on the shiny jewelry, causing
both her nipples and breasts to stretch horribly. Blood
began trickling from both of the little pink nubs, but
that did not stop Zafir from tugging on the rings.
Samantha was now weeping and shrieking in agony as she
looked down at her outstretched tits.
She heard the sound of laughter from across the hallway
and turned to look. Standing in the open doorway were
three of Hassan's guards. The giant trio of men were
hooting and hollering as they watched the tiny blonde in
her suffering. Samantha felt herself blush as the guards
watched her, and felt incredibly pathetic as the retard
continued tugging at the rings on her small chest.
"PLEASE STOP!! I'LL DO WHAT YOU WANT!! I SWEAR JUST—
PLEASE JUST LET GO!!" The American begged wretchedly,
looking up at Zafir with despair.
Samantha let out a huge sigh of relief as the ugly Arab
finally let go of the silver loops. He muttered
something to her and then turned around again before
hunching over and pulling his huge, hairy ass-cheeks
apart. Samantha whined in absolute revulsion as she
stared at the retard's wrinkly brown asshole. She could
not bear the thought of licking it again, but her
nipples still burned in pain and were a fresh reminder
that she had no choice.
"Yeah!! Lick Zafir's asshole you little white whore!!"
One of the guards shouted in Arabic, as Samantha leaned
forward and stuck her tongue out toward the foul
orifice.
Even though she was more prepared for it this time
around, as soon as the tip of her tongue made contact
with Zafir's sickening anus Samantha nearly puked. The
taste of excrement on the brown, hairy hole was just too
terrible for words. Even the smell of it was
overwhelming, and Samantha was certain that the Arab had
recently taken a shit.
"Oh my fucking God!!" The petite blonde shouted in anger
and disgust, as she looked at the hideous asshole with a
dejected frown on her face.
Zafir shouted at the girl in Arabic, and she quickly
moved forward and gave another hasty dab at his anus
with her tongue before pulling back. Samantha felt the
tip of her nose brush against the retard's hairy butt-
crack and could barely control herself. She still could
not believe what was happening to her at the moment—that
she was naked and on her knees halfway across the world,
with her hands tied behind her back and being forced to
lick the asshole of the ugliest, most disgusting man
she'd ever seen.
"You aren't licking!! Why aren't you licking?!" Zafir
shouted angrily, turning around and reaching down for
the rings on Samantha's breasts.
"NO!! DON'T!! GET AWAY FROM ME!! DON'T FUCKING TOUCH
ME!!" Samantha screamed back even more lividly,
collapsing on her ass and kicking at the huge Arab.
Zafir slapped the little blonde across the cheek and
hooked his index fingers into both of the rings on her
chest. He gave a hard yank on the silver loops, causing
Samantha to scream in excruciating misery. The American
began weeping as Zafir repeatedly jerked on the rings.
"PLEASE STOP!! PLEASE!! I'M SORRY I'LL—I'LL DO WHAT YOU
WANT!!" Samantha wailed, looking up at the huge retard
in terror.
Zafir gave the anguished blonde a hard slap on the face
before pointing at her with his finger and saying
something in his native tongue. He then turned back
around and shoved his ass back toward Samantha's face
before pulling his huge buttocks apart. Samantha took a
few deep breaths to calm down, then tilted her head
forward and gave two quick dabs at the Arab's anus with
her tongue.
"Fuck!! This is so fucking gross!!" The little American
cried out in disbelief.
Zafir yelled at the disgusted blonde to continue, and
she immediately moved forward and gave another flick at
his asshole with her small tongue. For the next 2-3
minutes Samantha dutifully lapped away at the retard's
anus, taking constant breaks to keep her composure and
spit at the ground. After awhile, however, she could no
longer take the sight, smell, and taste of the Arab's
shit-hole, and puked all over the floor.
"What the hell are you doing?!" Zafir shouted in Arabic,
turning around and looking at the puddle of vomit on the
carpet.
"Nooooo!! Leave me alone!!" Samantha sobbed, recoiling
in fear as the Arab reached for her breasts yet again.
Zafir jerked on the 19-year-old's nipple rings so hard
that she screamed loud enough to nearly damage his
eardrums. The retard slapped Samantha in irritation and
then grabbed her long blonde hair. Samantha squealed in
suffering as Zafir hauled her onto her feet before
marching her back over to his jumbo mattress. He bent
the tiny American over the edge of the bed before
harshly jerking her small, firm buttocks apart.
"NO!! NOOOOO!!" Samantha shrieked, squirming about in
horror as she felt the massive tip of the retard's penis
against her asshole.
"Stay still!!" Zafir commanded, leaning forward and
holding the blonde down while he slowly forced a couple
of inches of his cock inside her ridiculously tight
sphincter.
"Aaauuggg!! NOOOOOO!!" Samantha screamed in agony,
kicking her legs back at the Arab as he drilled deeper
into her tender anus.
Tears of pain and misery were already streaming down the
little blonde's face as Zafir pushed nearly the entire
length of his cock inside her now. Samantha's asshole
was still terribly sore and inflamed from the intense
and grueling fucking Hassan had given it last night, and
she was nowhere close to ready for more anal sex.
She also did not expect the retard to take her up her
ass, since so far Hassan had been the only man to do so.
The petite blonde continued to weep in pain as Zafir
steadily packed all 9" of his penis inside her,
stretching it to its absolute limit in every way
imaginable.
"Oh yeah I like you white whore, your asshole feels
good," Zafir groaned in Arabic, reaching out and running
his hands all over Samantha's slender neck and
shoulders.
"Aaauuggg!! Don't fucking touch me!!" The blonde cried,
shaking her head as Zafir wrapped his fingers around her
neck.
"I'm going to fuck you, little white whore," the retard
declared, gripping Samantha's blonde hair firmly with
both hands. "I'm going to fuck you so hard."
"AAAAUUGGGHHH!! NO!! AAAGGGGHHH!!" Samantha screamed,
thrashing about in agony as the monstrous Arab suddenly
began slamming his cock in and out of her asshole.
Zafir released a loud and sinister laugh as he jerked on
the little American's hair and violently ripped his
entire penis into her rectum. Samantha unleashed a
completely horrendous wail of pain that lasted nearly
ten seconds long. Her body was as tense as a cable wire
and she was frantically trying to free her hands from
their bonds while Zafir brutally fucked her.
"STOP!! PLEASE STOP!! PPLEEEZE!" The poor blonde
screamed, her legs flailing all over as Zafir pounded
into her with all of his brute strength.
Zafir continued to yank back on Samantha's hair while he
raped her and with such cruel force that the girl's back
was bent into a terrible arch and her small breasts
jutted forward invitingly. Because her hips were pinned
against the edge of the mattress and her arms tied
behind her, Samantha could do absolutely to stop the
Arab from fucking her as savagely as he pleased.
She continued to scream at the top of her lungs, hoping
that the piercing volume of her cries would garner some
sympathy from the giant retard. Instead, however, it had
the opposite effect, as the louder she screamed the more
viciously Zafir pummeled her anus.
"OH MY GOD PLEASE!! STOP!! PLEASE NO MORE!!" Samantha
begged, her blue eyes full of agony as five minutes
passed and the Arab continued to pound away at her
asshole.
Samantha didn't think getting raped anally could
possibly be worse than when Hassan did it, but she
realized she was clearly wrong. At least her owner had
the decency to use lubricant, whereas Zafir did not even
bother. The result was a level of burning pain that the
American had never experienced, and which was possibly
even worse than getting a train ran through her pussy by
all of Hassan's bodyguards.
After just five minutes of fucking, her anal ring had
torn badly, and was now starting to coat Zafir's
enormous cock with blood. The retard, however, had no
idea that he'd literally ripped Samantha's asshole, and
continued to hammer it with a merciless fury.
"Aaauuggg!! STOP IT!! LEAVE ME ALONE YOU STUPID FUCKING
ASSHOLE!!" Samantha screamed, the blood in her face
boiling as Zafir fucked her for another few minutes.
After awhile the Arab retard grew bored of taking the
little American from behind and decided to switch
positions. He flipped Samantha around so that she was on
her back now and her ass rested against the edge of the
mattress. Zafir grabbed the girl's ankles and spread her
legs wide before pinning them down on the bed by her
shoulders. Satisfied, he rammed his cock back into
Samantha's bloody anus and began pounding it again in
the most brutal fashion.
"Aaauuggg!!" The petite blonde screamed, gazing up at
Zafir in dismay as he fucked her asshole to ruin.
The minutes and then the hours crawled by painstakingly
slowly for Samantha as Hassan's retarded nephew
viciously sodomized her. It was essentially a repeat of
the earlier prolonged rape for the poor American, only
this time around it was her asshole that got thoroughly
destroyed. Zafir fucked Samantha in half a dozen
different positions, bending and twisting her into
whichever manner he desired. As each minute passed by,
Samantha became increasingly agonized, furious, and
insane. Likewise, she went back and forth between
begging the ugly brute to cursing at him very bitterly.
"FUCK YOOOOOUUUUUUUU!!" The tiny blonde screeched,
squirming about in torture as Zafir clasped her small
round ass and happily bounced her up and down his cock
in the center of his bedroom.
The retarded Arab had been pounding Samantha's anus
nonstop for over two hours now, and showed no
indications that he was ready to finish. Samantha, on
the other hand, appeared on the verge of dying from
sheer pain and trauma. Her slender, petite body was
soaked with sweat and her eyes had a look in them of
pure suffering. Thin lines of blood continued seeping
from her ripped asshole onto Zafir's huge penis.
It took almost thirty more minutes, but eventually the
retard did cum, pinning Samantha against the side of his
bed and yanking on her hair while he emptied his sperm
inside her torn anus. When he was finished, he left the
broken 19-year-old on the mattress and fetched one of
Hassan's guards to bring him some food.
While he ate Zafir paid no attention to Samantha, who
essentially passed out right away from exhaustion and
misery. After he was done with his dinner, the retard
played video games for about another hour, and then
turned off the TV when he was ready for another round
with the American.
"Huh???" Samantha blurted in surprise, looking back as
she felt a large, powerful hand grab her ankle.
"Time for more fucking!!" Zafir exclaimed in Arabic, a
glint of evil and perversion in his eyes as he twisted
Samantha around so she was on her back with her ass
against the edge of the bed.
"No!! NOOOOOOOOOOO!! GET AWAY FROM MEEEEEEEEEE!!" The
blonde screamed in total dismay, fighting like a wild
dog as Zafir squeezed between her legs and slammed his
dick deep into her vagina.
"Ah yes!! You have a nice tight pussy white whore!!"
Zafir bellowed. "I'm going to fuck it all night!!"
"AAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!"
Samantha screamed, kicking her heels against the hairy
retard's legs as he began hammering her raw, battered
pussy.
Chapter 8: Rimming Training and Pleasuring the Guests
Samantha Brunner was once again on her knees and her
arms were pulled up high above her and tied to the steel
bar. It was almost 10:00 in the morning and the 19-year-
old American had been awake for hours. In fact she'd
hardly gotten any sleep throughout the night. Zafir, the
retarded nephew of her owner, had raped her well into
the early morning hours. He'd fucked the tiny blonde
four times—twice anally and twice vaginally—and had
spent close to ten hours doing so.
In between those hours, he'd forced Samantha to lick him
in every possible area of his filthy, hairy body. Once
he was finally through with her, Jalil had carried the
girl's lifeless body back down to the dungeon and tied
her in her customary spot before leaving.
Samantha's eyes were dull as she stared unblinkingly at
the floor. She'd spent hours weeping after Jalil had
dropped her off, but now she was too full of trauma to
cry anymore. Her anus and pussy burned worse than anyone
could imagine, and both openings were ripped, stretched,
and severely swollen.
Samantha could not believe what the retard had done to
her, or how she possibly was able to get through the
night with him. Just the thought of being at his mercy
again was enough to strike terror into her heart and
bring tears again to her eyes.
"No!! No!! No!! Nooooooooo!!" Samantha cried over and
over again, a look of dread on her face as the basement
door opened and Jalil walked in with the retard by his
side.
The two mountainous Arabs both laughed as they watched
the petite, mortified blonde. Her eyes were about to pop
out of her skull and she began tugging at the leather
cuffs on her wrists the instant they walked in. The way
her small breasts with their silver rings on them
jiggled was so arousing, and immediately made Jalil want
to start beating them. He walked right past the American
and retrieved a long wooden cane from the cabinet. He
then made his way back over to the crank and began
turning it.
"Aaauuggg!! Noooooo!!" Samantha screamed, kicking her
legs around as she was lifted into the air.
"Zafir told me you were not a good girl last night,"
Jalil declared, standing before the petrified blonde.
"Wh—what?! What do you mean?! What are you talking
about???" Samantha blurted in shock. "I didn't—I didn't
even do anything!! Please, what are you talking about??"
"He said you did not lick him good, you did not lick his
asshole well enough," the guard elaborated. "And, he
said you call him many bad names. He said you have no
respect for him."
"No please!! He's—he's lying!! Please I didn't—I didn't
do any of that," Samantha replied, her voice trembling.
"I—I... licked him, I licked him... everywhere he
wanted. I licked his asshole and his—I licked everything
he told me to I swear. Please, I swear to God I did."
"You are calling Zafir a liar?!" Jalil shouted
furiously, stepping forward and slashing the cane across
Samantha's breasts.
"Aaauuggg!!" The little blonde screamed, thrashing
around in total agony and disbelief.
"Answer me!! Are you saying he is a liar?!" Jalil
demanded, ripping the wooden cane into the girl's
defenseless tits once again.
"Aaauuggg!!" Samantha screamed, flailing her legs around
and yanking at her bonds. "NO!! PLEASE!! HE'S NOT!! HE'S
NOT A LIAR!! HE'S NOT A LIAR!!"
"So it is true then? You did not lick him good??" Jalil
questioned the terrified American.
"Yes!! Yes it's true!! I'm—I'm sorry!! Please I'm
sorry!! Please don't hit me!!" Samantha responded,
pleading with all of her heart for mercy.
"Then you must be punished," the guard proclaimed,
before viciously striking Samantha's breasts a third
time.
"Aaauuggg!!" Samantha shrieked in agony, writhing around
in the air like she was being burned alive.
"NOOOO!!" The tiny American screeched, trying to twist
her body away as Jalil thrashed her breasts once more.
Long, searing red lines were already beginning to form
on Samantha's A-Cup tits, covering the welts that
already existed from the earlier whippings. Jalil gave
the blonde five more savage lashes, causing her to
scream her lungs out. Samantha did not think anything
could be as bad as the braided whip, but she realized
how wrong she was now as Jalil torched her breasts with
the cane. Every single time the thin piece of wood
sliced into her flesh she thought she was going to
faint, and the times the cane struck her pierced nipples
she thought she was going to die.
"Zafir, would you like to take over for me?" Jalil
offered, after striking the girl's chest over a dozen
times now.
"Sure Jalil!" The retard replied anxiously, taking the
cane from his idol.
"NO!!" Samantha cried, shaking her head as she stared at
the young Arab. "PLEASE!! PLEASE I'M SORRY!! I'M SORRY!!
DON'T HIT ME!! PLEASE DON'T HIT ME!! I'LL DO WHATEVER
YOU WANT I SWEAR!!"
Zafir completely ignored the little American, as he
stood before her and delivered an excruciatingly awul
lash on her left breast. The sound of the cane slamming
against slamming into Samantha's chest sounded like a
small explosion, and it made Jalil cringe. Samantha,
meanwhile, screamed so loud that the room seemed to
tremble. While Jalil had only been beating her at about
half of his power, the retard had just swung the cane
with all of his force.
"AAAAAAAOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWW!!" Samantha screamed, tears
running down her cheeks now as Zafir savagely beat her
tits again.
The fat, hideous Arab tore the cane into Samantha's
breasts over and over again. After about ten strokes the
terrible instrument finally broke through the girl's
skin, and thin lines of blood began decorating her
chest. By this point Samantha was so besieged with agony
that her body began convulsing and she began peeing on
the floor without even realizing it.
"That's good enough Zafir," Jalil stated in Arabic,
after watching the retard batter Samantha's tits for a
couple of minutes. "Why don't you go ahead and work on
her ass next?"
"Oh yeah!! Okay!!" Zafir hollered, stepping around so he
was behind the weeping American.
"NOOOOOOOO!!" Samantha squealed, shaking her head in
torture as the Arab ripped the cane across her lovely
firm ass. "PLEEEZE!"
Samantha danced, screamed, and begged for forgiveness as
the retard flayed her tender buttocks. In just a few
minutes her ass looked every bit as horrible as her
breasts, and was starting to bleed like them as well.
Zafir was in such a frenzied state that he slashed the
cane against the squealing blonde's ass again and again
with no remorse. After awhile, Jalil finally had to stop
the retard, as he did not want to cause too much damage
to the blonde or have her die from too much pain.
"Did you learn lesson now???" The guard asked, staring
up at the 19-year-old. "Are you going to lick Zafir
better??"
"Yes!! Yes!!" Samantha sniveled, looking back at Jalil
with teary eyes.
"We will see," Jalil replied, before turning to Zafir
and saying something in Arabic.
The retard nodded his head and suddenly disappeared out
of the room. About two minutes passed by as Samantha
continued hanging in the air and weeping. Suddenly, the
door opened again and Zafir reemerged with Vivian by his
side. The Korean was completely naked like Samantha and
noticeably scared as Zafir held her by the arm and led
her down the stairs.
"You are busy?" Jalil asked, looking down at the
gorgeous tanned Asian.
"No sir," Vivian answered quietly.
"Good, you will teach her how to lick," the guard
stated, pointing at the dangling American. "Teach her
how to lick asshole."
"Yes sir," Vivian replied, looking down at the floor.
"Zafir, get down on the ground and spread your ass so
this whore can lick you clean," Jalil told Hassan's
nephew in Arabic.
"Sure Jalil, okay," the retard mumbled, removing his
shorts and boxers before dropping to his knees.
Samantha watched in astonishment as the Korean
immediately knelt down directly behind the disgusting
giant. Vivian's hands were shaking as she dug her
fingers into the retard's hairy butt-crack and spread
his buttocks apart.
The 20-year-old then stuffed her face deep into the
crevice of Zafir's ass and began fervently running her
tongue up and down his anus. Samantha could see by the
Asian's tensed shoulders and other body language that
she was disgusted and miserable, but she nevertheless
kept her face buried between Zafir's hairy buttocks and
licked his asshole like she could not get enough of it.
"Do you see?" Jalil asked, looking at Samantha with a
grin. "That is how you lick Zafir. That is how you lick
Hassan too."
Samantha was wincing in sheer revulsion as she watched
the beautiful Korean continue to service the retard's
anus with her tongue. It truly was nauseating just to
watch, as the girl swiftly and repeatedly pressed her
tongue against Zafir's asshole and lapped away at it
like a dehydrated dog would a bowl of water. The level
of obedience and passion from Vivian was simply
incredible, and she was licking the retard's anus like
her life truly depended on it.
With no instructions to stop, the Korean continued to
slurp Zafir's asshole for over five minutes, not pausing
even one time. Eventually she began crying, but did not
dare stop avidly licking Zafir's anus.
"Okay enough," Jalil stated, finally putting an end to
the Korean's misery and turning to Zafir. "Take her back
to the bathroom and chain her up."
Vivian was visibly depressed and sick as Zafir grabbed
her skinny bicep and led her back up the stairs and out
of the room. Jalil stood and inspected Samantha's badly
beaten chest and buttocks. He should have stopped Zafir
sooner, as the two areas on the girl's body were red and
purple and speckled with blood. As soon as the retard
returned, Jalil turned the crank on the wall and lowered
Samantha back to the floor. He unlocked the leather
restraints on the American's wrists.
"Go, start licking him," the guard commanded, before
telling Zafir to kneel down and turn around.
Samantha quickly scurried forward on her hands and knees
toward the retard. When she reached him, she dug her
skinny fingers into his ass-crack and pulled his hairy
buttocks apart. The little blonde hesitated for a moment
as she looked at Zafir's puckered anus in utter dismay.
After a few seconds, she closed her eyes, pressed her
head forward and put the tip of her tongue against the
disgusting wrinkled opening.
"Yessss!!" Zafir exclaimed, looking back at the American
as she began lapping away at his asshole just like the
Korean had done.
Samantha continued to keep her eyes closed as she
ardently scraped her tongue back and forth against the
retard's anus. Her entire body was shuddering in
revulsion and she was barely able to keep from gagging.
Even though the Korean, Vivian, had serviced the filthy
orifice for more than five minutes straight, Samantha
could still taste shit on the Arab's sphincter every
single time she licked it. She also got plenty of his
sweat too, as she ran her tongue back and forth his
hairy butt-crack.
Five minutes passed by and then ten as Samantha
continued to clean every possible part of the retard's
backside. Because Jalil did not tell her to stop, she
didn't dare do so. As terrible as licking Zafir's anus
was, the American wanted no part of getting her body
caned anymore. There were a few times where she had to
pause for an instant to compose herself and keep from
puking all over the floor, but other than that Samantha
slurped the Arab's shit-hole the entire time, and with a
surprising amount of energy as well.
"Okay enough," Jalil said, tapping the end of the wooden
cane against Samantha's ass. "Good. You do like this to
Zafir always, and Hassan and me and everyone. Okay?"
"Yes," Samantha sniveled, wiping her lips with her
forearm after pulling her head far away from the
retard's fat, hairy buttocks.
"You can go back to your room now Zafir," Jalil said to
the young moron in Arabic.
"Okay Jalil," Zafir replied. "Can I fuck her again later
if she's not busy?"
"We'll see, it depends what your father says," Jalil
answered. "But this one will be busy for awhile."
"That sucks, I like fucking her," the retard stated in
disappointment, as he put his shorts back on and left
the basement.
"Please!! Just—please just leave me alone!!" Samantha
begged, as her trainer grabbed a clump of her hair and
began hauling her off toward the fucking-table.
Jalil swiftly and roughly placed the tiny American atop
the T-shaped table on her back. He spread her legs out
wide and tied them to the ends of the cross section of
the wooden station. After watching the little blonde
suck Zafir's asshole on her hands and knees for the past
15 minutes, Jalil was simply dying to give her another
long, hard fucking. As soon as he finished tying her
hands together behind her back, Jalil stripped naked and
got between the American's legs.
"Aaauuggg!!" Samantha screamed, agony and hate in her
voice as the enormous guard ripped his penis deep into
her raw pussy.
Jalil let out a long groan of absolute pleasure as the
petite American gripped his cock so incredibly with her
battered cunt. It was still unbelievable to him how
tight her pussy was, even after the many poundings it
had taken from him and Zafir and all of the other
guards. At this point he was completely addicted to
Samantha's vagina, and had to fuck it at least once a
day otherwise he could not focus on anything else.
"Aaauuggg!! NOOOO!!" Samantha screamed, rearing her head
back and closing her eyes as Jalil rammed the rest of
his penis into her and quickly began clobbering her poor
twat.
Several minutes passed by as Jalil continued to stand
between Samantha's legs and put a beating on her vagina.
He gripped the 19-year-old's tiny waist with both hands
and used his hips to tear his cock in and out of her
pussy again and again. The sight and sounds of
Samantha's tears and begging and squeals only made the
hulking Arab fuck her even harder.
For him, it simply wasn't enough to rape poor Samantha.
Each time he fucked her, Jalil felt it was his duty to
destroy the American's spirit and show her that over
here, in this land, her only purpose was to get her
holes stuffed full of dicks all day and night.
"Aaauuggg!! OH MY GOD!!" Samantha shrieked in agony and
shock as Jalil slammed his entire 9" cock into her with
one thrust and paused for a moment to enjoy the feeling
of her tight cunt.
"Your pussy, it feels good," Jalil grunted down at the
sobbing young blonde."Please!! Stop it—stop raping me!!"
Samantha begged, looking up at the giant guard
hopelessly. "Please stop!! I'm—I can't take this
anymore!! Please just leave me alone I'm begging you!!"
The little American wailed in misery as Jalil began
ferociously fucking her again, holding her skinny 22"
waist in his hands while he slammed the entire length of
his dick into her over and over. Of everyone inside the
mansion, Samantha hated Jalil by far the most. It wasn't
just the fact that he was the one she spent most of her
days with and the numerous times he'd whipped her.
What she despised about the guard the most was how
insanely vicious he was when it came to fucking her. He
clearly did not give even the slightest damn about her
physical or mental well being, and each time he raped
her it seemed like he was literally trying to shred her
vagina with his enormous cock.
"PLEEEEEZE!" Samantha screeched, shaking her head madly
as the guard continued to pound away at her cunt.
A few more minutes passed by before Jalil finally
reached a climax. He sank his cock balls-deep inside the
poor American and gladly emptied his warm sperm inside
her womb. Jalil was out of breath and glistening with
sweat as he gazed down at the sobbing little blonde. A
victorious grin was on the Arab's face. He absolutely
loved ejaculating inside Samantha and the idea of
filling her with his jizz. Samantha, of course,
absolutely detested it, but the one saving grace about
it was that the violent brute was at least finished for
the time being.
"MMmmm!" Samantha moaned, as Jalil slowly pulled his
huge cock out of her and began untying her.
Jalil looked over at the clock and was disappointed to
see it was already almost noon. He was hoping he had a
bit of time to string Samantha up and whip her breasts.
She hadn't done anything in particular to warrant it, he
simply felt like beating her some more. But Hassan had
instructed him to clean the American up and bring her to
his room by noon.
The Sheikh had a few male guests coming by the palace
today to discuss business. He was interested in
partnering with them in a major investment opportunity.
They were all old and extremely wealthy like him, and he
planned on using Samantha to win them over.
Samantha groaned woefully as Jalil untied her from the
table and pulled her off it. He forced the girl to her
knees before retrieving the leather leash and attaching
the clips of it to Samantha's nipple rings. The guard
gave a harsh tug on the leash, causing Samantha to cry
out in pain. She got down on all fours and crawled after
Jalil as he led her up the stairs and into the ground
level of Hassan's sprawling palace.
Samantha continued to crawl after the Arab as he made
his way into the same bathroom where he'd given her an
enema twice already. After detaching the leash from her
breasts, he gave Samantha five minutes to shower herself
in one of the stalls. During this time Samantha simply
sat on her ass and wept while the warm water washed over
her, somewhat cleansing the sweat of Jalil, the retarded
nephew, and the other Arabs who'd raped her.
Once time was up, Jalil grabbed the little American and
forced her to relieve herself on the toilet. He stood by
and laughed as Samantha took a shit and piss right
before his eyes. She was blushing and sobbing as her
anus was so raw and tortured that merely pooping was
extremely painful. After a few more minutes of this
indignity, Jalil finished his duties by giving the 19-
year-old yet another enema.
Like the others, it was incredibly painful and degrading
for poor Samantha, and she cried and complained nonstop
during the entire process. When he was finally finished,
Jalil reattached the clips of the leash to Samantha's
nipple-rings and led her back into the hallway.
The American crawled along after Jalil up the stairs of
the lobby and down a corridor before coming to a stop in
front of Hassan's bedroom. Samantha quivered as she
heard the Sheikh grunting as well as the muffled screams
from a female behind the door. Jalil gave a hard knock
on the door and entered as soon as Hassan gave him
permission to do so. Samantha let out a gasp as she saw
the same young brunette from yesterday.
She was naked and in the exact same position Samantha
had been in when Hassan had raped her anally for the
first time, bent over the footboard of the bed with her
wrists tied to the posts and her full, round ass perched
up high. The brown-haired beauty had a large ball-gag
stuffed between her lips and was screaming in pain as
Hassan drilled her anus from behind.
The girl's name was Kelly Carlton and like Samantha she
was an absolutely beautiful young American. She was 5'6"
tall and 115 lbs, with a very shapely and athletic body
toned from running several miles daily. She had long
brown hair that hung near her firm, medium-sized
breasts. She had a perfectly ovular face, stunningly
elegant features, hazel eyes and a smile that could
light up a room. Her best asset, however, were her
plump, round ass and her long, well sculpted legs.
Kelly was an 18-year-old freshman at Northwestern
University. She'd taken a trip to India only a couple of
weeks ago to study abroad. Unfortunately, after a long
evening of partying and drinking with a friend of hers
at a nightclub, she'd gotten separated from her
companion and boarded the wrong bus. The bus operator,
who was rather accustomed to seeing vulnerable girls
like Kelly, had taken her straight to an isolated part
of town where he'd instructed several sex traffickers to
meet him. Once there, he'd traded the American for the
equivalent of just $5,000. Within hours Kelly was on a
private plane and headed for Hassan's mansion.
"Aaauuggg!!" Kelly screeched, pulling at her bonds
frantically while her owner brutally sodomized her.
"I'm almost done Jalil!! Just give me a moment!!" Hassan
shouted in Arabic, clutching the weeping brunette's hips
while he thumped his cock into her rapidly.
Samantha turned away as the old Arab neared a climax and
slammed into the shrieking brunette like a pig in heat.
It was truly a heart-wrenching scene and she could not
bear to watch it. Finally, she heard the disgusting
brute bellow in triumph as he gave one final thrust
before emptying his balls inside the poor 18-year-old.
Hassan was grunting in ecstasy and kept his cock buried
deep inside Kelly until he had no more sperm left to
shoot, and only then did he pull out of her bloody,
gaping asshole.
"Ah hello Samantha!" Hassan greeted the kneeling blonde.
"Did you enjoy watching that? I'm sure you remember all
too well what it feels like."
Samantha avoided eye contact with the elderly Sheikh as
he smiled down at her. He was so repulsive and she could
not stand even looking at his face. Hassan walked over
to a cabinet and pulled out a fresh, expensive pair of
pants and underwear. After donning them, he grabbed a
silk dress shirt and put that on also.
"Her name is Kelly," the Arab stated, noticing Samantha
as she stared at the weeping brunette. "She's an
American, like you. She was picked up just yesterday in
Mumbai."
"Aaauuggg!!" Kelly sobbed, squirming around as Hassan
gave her bubbly ass a nice hard slap.
"Apparently young Kelly here was practically a virgin,
up until last night that is," Hassan declared. "I've
been introducing her to womanhood ever since she
arrived. I think I've fucked her half a dozen times
already, isn't that right you little whore?"
"EEEHHH!!" The brunette wailed, squeezing her legs
together as Hassan plunged his index and middle finger
deep inside her cunt.
"I'll have more time for you later, I promise you that,"
Hassan warned, before pulling his fingers back out of
the girl's snatch.
"As for you my little Samantha, I have a job for you
today," the Arab declared, turning his attention back to
the tiny blonde. "I have several business associates
coming by in just a few hours. This meeting is very
important and I stand to gain a lot if it goes well.
I've chosen you to accommodate these men and give them a
good time. Like me they are very fond of blonde
Americans, and I am sure they will love you very much."
"No, please, I—I can't, I'm so—I'm so sore," Samantha
pleaded. "Please, I can't take anymore sex."
"You don't have a choice my dear," Hassan shot back.
"You will do what I tell you or I can have Jalil take
you back to the basement and whip you all day. Which
would you prefer?"
"No! Please no, I'll do it—I'll do what you want," the
little blonde replied quickly.
"That is what I thought," Hassan smiled. "You will serve
them alcohol during dinner. You will refill their glass
whenever they tell you. After we are finished eating you
will take them into a special room I have prepared for
you, and you will fuck them until Jalil comes and tells
you to stop. You will do everything they ask of you. If
you do not—if I get a complaint from anyone of them—I
will have Jalil take you away immediately and beat you
until you have no skin left on your body. Is this
clear?"
"Yes," Samantha said, nodding her head up and down.
"Good," the Sheikh stated. "Jalil will show you what you
will be wearing for the rest of the day. I will see you
in a few hours."
Hassan said a few words to the guard in Arabic, and he
quickly acknowledged his understanding before tugging on
the leash. Samantha cried out in pain and shuffled after
the giant Arab as he left the room. Just before the door
closed she heard Kelly squeal into the gag in her mouth
as Hassan began smacking her ass with his palm. He was
laughing as he promised to give the hysterical brunette
a long and excruciating beating in just a short moment.
Samantha, meanwhile, continued to crawl after Jalil as
he led her down the hallway before entering another
spacious bedroom. Inside it were several cabinets,
dressers, and racks filled with all kinds of skimpy
lingerie and other lewd garments. It was basically a
dressing room made fit for strippers. Hassan had already
picked out Samantha's outfit and it was resting on a
small table near the door. It consisted of a white silk
g-string, matching sheer white pantyhose and a pair of
ridiculously high 8" stilettos.
"Put that on," the guard commanded, pointing at the
garments while he temporarily removed the leash from the
silver rings on Samantha's chest.
Samantha rose to her feet and grabbed the items. She
slid the stockings up her long, skinny legs one by one,
and then did the same with the g-string. The latter was
by far the skimpiest underwear she had ever donned, as
it was literally just three pieces of elastic string
attached to a triangular patch of silk. None of the
three sides of the patch were even 2" in length. When it
came time to attach the heels to her feet, Samantha put
one of them on and had to sit down to strap on the
other, as she simply could not remain balanced on the
ridiculously high heels.
"You look like fucking whore," Jalil declared with a
grin, before reaching down and attaching the leash to
the American's nipple-rings once again.
Samantha's cheeks were starting to turn red as she
meekly followed Jalil back out into the hallway. He
guided the tiny American straight back down into the
basement. They passed by a couple of other guards on the
way, and each one gave Samantha a crude whistle or
remark. When they were back in the cellar, Jalil forced
the blonde to continue following him until he was back
at the whipping area.
He tied Samantha's wrists back into the leather cuffs
and left her alone inside the room. He still wanted to
whip and fuck her but he decided to grant her a small
bit of rest, so he went upstairs to fix himself lunch.
The next few hours crawled by slowly for Samantha. Not
long after he was finished eating, Jalil could not
control himself any longer and went back down to the
basement. He stripped naked and gave Samantha another
long, excruciating fucking.
This time, instead of tying her to the wooden table, he
simply turned the crank so that she was lifted about a
foot off the floor. Then he pushed her g-string aside
and spent the next 20 minutes raping the American in the
air, keeping her long legs wrapped around his hips while
he slammed his 9" cock up into her pussy nonstop.
Once he was finished with the weeping blonde, Jalil
lowered her back to the floor and left the room.
Samantha continued to cry as her gaping pussy once again
burned so terribly. Over the next several hours she
drifted in and out of sleep, as she was overcome by
fatigue and depression.
Even now, after a couple of days spent inside Hassan's
mansion, the 19-year-old American still hadn't fully
accepted what had become of her life. The reality that
she was never going back home to the US or seeing her
friends/family again was simply too terrible to
entertain.
"Hello again Samantha, are you ready for tonight?"
Hassan asked, startling the half-awake girl. "My guests
are upstairs as we speak and I don't want to keep them
waiting."
Jalil was standing next to the Sheikh, and Samantha
flinched nervously as he reached down and unlocked the
leather bindings on her wrists. He attached the leash to
the blonde's nipple-rings and led the crawling American
up the stairs and out of the dungeon. Samantha struggled
to keep up as her owner and trainer walked through a
long hallway before entering a fancy dining room through
a pair of double-doors.
Seated around a cozy 4-person dining table were three
Arab men, all in their 50s and 60s. They had been
conversing together but as soon as Hassan, Jalil and
Samantha entered a hush fell over the room. The trio of
Arabs stared in wide-eyed disbelief as Jalil led the
petite American toward their table. The admiration and
lust on their faces were clearly obvious as they gazed
at Samantha's petite, slender, and virtually naked body.
"Gentlemen I apologize for keeping you waiting," Hassan
declared in Arabic, as he pulled the fourth dining chair
out and took a seat atop it.
"Shit Hassan, I think I speak for us all when I say no
apology is needed," Basim, the eldest of the three men,
responded.
"Agreed," the other two—Talib and Malik—stated in
unison.
"By the way let me introduce you all to my lovely slave
Samantha," Hassan said, motioning toward the dejected
little blonde. "I acquired her just a couple of days
ago. She's from New York."
"She's lovely Hassan, congratulations my friend," Basim
lauded the Sheikh.
"Thank you," Hassan replied. "Samantha has agreed to
kindly serve us tonight. Then, once we are through
discussing business, she has also agreed to serve the
three of you in much more intimate ways."
"How very generous of your slave!" Talib exclaimed,
holding up his glass of champagne.
The four Arabs toasted their good fortune and proceeded
to devour the plates of delicious food in front of them.
Jalil, meanwhile, took Samantha to a nearby alcohol
station. There were various bottles of liquor inside the
little cabinet but the only two she was instructed to
concern herself with were a pitcher of spring water and
a bottle of unbelievably expensive champagne. Jalil
unclipped the leash from the American's breasts and
forced her to stand.
"When their water or champagne is almost finished, go
and fill them again," the massive guard commanded. "If
you do not I will whip you very bad, okay?"
Samantha nodded her head in agreement and carefully
inspected all of the glasses on the table. As soon as
she saw one even begin to approach empty she walked
awkwardly over to the group of men and refilled it with
champagne. As she did, the man to whom the glass
belonged smiled at the 19-year-old American and caressed
her ass. Samantha gave him a very faint and generic
smile back as he said something to her in Arabic. When
she was through topping off his glass she walked back
over to the portable alcohol cabinet, being very careful
not to stumble on her 8" heels.
Over the next two hours Samantha travelled back and
forth between the dining table and the liquor station
dozens of times. During this time Hassan and his guests
discussed business and the prospect of joining together
in an investment that could yield them huge profits.
Even before inviting the men to his home, Hassan had
virtually secured a commitment from all of them, and
really only needed to convince Talib who had some minor
reservations.
However, as the night drew on the three Arabs became
increasingly drunk—and horny—and wanted to conclude
their discussions and begin their ravaging of Samantha.
This desire was only heightened when, after spilling
just a few drops of champagne, Jalil marched over to the
American and brutally slapped her across the cheek. He
twisted the girl to her knees and made her apologize to
the men, all the while squeezing her small breasts in
his hands and threatening to whip them until she began
to cry.
"Well gentlemen, if we have nothing more to discuss then
I will let you get on with the rest of your night,"
Hassan declared. "I'm sure you are all very eager to get
more acquainted with little Samantha here."
"Certainly," Basim replied quickly, staring at the
gorgeous American with pure lust.
Hassan gave a signal to Jalil, who then secured the two
clips back onto Samantha's nipple-rings and made her get
down on all fours. The guard then instructed the trio of
anxious Arabs to follow him as he led the tiny blonde
out of the dining room.
All three men were chattering jubilantly as they
followed behind Jalil, and none of them were able to
take their eyes off of Samantha's lovely bruised, welt-
covered ass. Jalil took the American down a hallway on
the same floor before entering into one of the many
bedrooms along the side.
"You spend rest of the night here," the guard stated,
detaching the leash from Samantha's chest. "You will
fuck them. You will fuck them until they do not want to
fuck anymore. You will do what they say. If you do not I
will beat you very bad tomorrow."
Once the blonde nodded her understanding Jalil exited
the room. As soon as he did the three mature Arabs
immediately began undressing all at once. Samantha
remained on her knees and shivered in fear as the three
men formed a semicircle in front of her once they were
all naked.
While they were not quite as menacing as Jalil or some
of the other guards, they still stood roughly a foot
taller than her and outweighed her by 100-150 lbs, with
Talib being the largest of the three. And though none of
them were as freakishly endowed as Jalil, their fully
stiffened cocks were still huge and guaranteed to cause
Samantha a lot of misery.
"Well my friends, how shall we begin?" Basim asked in
Arabic, licking his lips as he gazed down at the 19-
year-old American.
"Well, she has three holes, and there's three of us,"
Malik chuckled. "I say we just pick a hole and go from
there."
"Agree with Malik," Talib chimed in. "If you two don't
mind I would love to fuck her American pussy first."
"Fine by me," Malik responded. "What about you Basim?
Which hole do you want to start with? Her asshole or
mouth?"
"I shall take her mouth," Basim declared. "I want to
look this little American whore in the eyes while I'm
choking her with my dick."
"Excellent, I wanted her asshole anyway," Malik stated.
Samantha whimpered in terror as the three despicable
Middle Eastern men all reached for her at the same time.
She did not resist as they pulled her onto a large
mattress in the corner of the room. Talib clasped his
fingers around the blonde's g-string and roughly jerked
it down her legs before discarding it. In an instant he
had Samantha pinned beneath him on her back and got into
position between her legs.
"No!! Wait!! Please!!" Samantha begged, squirming around
as soon as she felt the bulging tip of Talib's penis
against her aching cunt.
"Rrrrgghhhhhh!!" The huge Arab growled, holding
Samantha's wrists against the bed while he crammed more
than half his cock into her with one shove.
Malik and Basim watched in appreciation as the petite
American instantly stopped struggling the moment their
companion brutally speared his cock into her. It was as
if she had but just a tiny amount of resistance in her
which was snuffed out by one deep, hard thrust. All
three of the men had a good idea of how much the girl
had been fucked by now.
They'd been acquainted with Hassan for many years, and
knew very well not only of his insatiable sexual
appetite but also his penchant for sharing his slaves
with his bodyguards. But because he'd acquired her so
recently, they all assumed that Hassan had been enjoying
the American strictly for himself for the time being.
Needless to say, they would all have been shocked if
they knew of the savage and horrendous train Hassan's
entire security team had ran through Samantha just the
other night.
"Aaaaooooowwwww!!" Samantha squealed, closing her eyes
in misery as the massive Arab atop her finished stuffing
his disgusting penis inside her pussy.
"Yeah!! Do you like it you white whore?!" Talib shouted,
relishing the amazing tightness of Samantha's vagina. "I
bet you do! I bet you like every fucking hole of yours
filled with dicks!! So that's what you will get!"
Samantha yelped in surprise as the Arab hugged her tiny
body and rolled over so that he was now on his back and
the American atop him. He said something to the other
two men and in just seconds Samantha felt the bed
compress as one of them hopped aboard. Malik could
barely contain his excitement as he situated himself
behind Samantha and gave her small, firm ass a very hard
slap.
"Oooowwwwww!! Don't!!" Samantha wailed, involuntarily
grinding her twat on Talib's cock as the Arab behind her
smacked her ass several more times.
"I see you've been a bad slave!" Malik laughed, slapping
the American's buttocks so fiercely that she began to
weep. "Look at all these marks! I'm sure you deserved
every one of them though, you filthy white whore!"
"NOOOOO!! PLEASE!!" Samantha screamed, struggling wildly
as the Arab pried her little ass-cheeks apart and began
cramming his meaty cock inside her inflamed anus.
"Shit it feels fucking good!!" The old Arab exclaimed,
pushing down on Samantha's lower back so that her thighs
were splayed wide.
"Aaauugggh!!" Samantha squealed, gritting her teeth as
Malik forced his penis deeper and deeper into her anus.
Samantha closed her eyes and felt her cheeks burning as
the two old Arab men sandwiching her both groaned in
pleasure. The feeling of being trapped between their
fat, hairy, wrinkly bodies and with their big,
disgusting dicks stuffed inside her pussy and asshole
was just too shameful to describe. The pair hadn't even
started fucking her yet, and already the blonde was
going crazy.
"Come on, open your mouth white whore," Basim, the
oldest of the three men, said in Arabic as he knelt down
next to Samantha and grabbed a fistful of her hair.
"Aaauugggh!! NOOOO!!" Samantha screamed, writhing in
pain as the man behind her gripped her waist and began
plunging his cock in and out of her asshole.
The American's cries were swiftly cut off as Basim
shoved his cock deep into her mouth. Samantha's eyes
opened wide with shock at the sudden invasion, and she
had to quell her first instinct to bite down on the
disgusting penis. She knew all too well the kind of
terrible consequences she would suffer if she were to do
something so foolish. As the 60-something year old Arab
grabbed her hair and began working her mouth up and down
his cock, she reluctantly serviced him with her lips and
tongue.
"Aaauugggh!! This white whore's asshole is so tight!!"
Malik grunted, shaking in pleasure while he pounded into
Samantha's anus with deep, passionate thrusts.
"Her pussy is fucking nice too!!" Talib called out, as
he used his hips and began slamming his own penis up
into the blonde's cunt.
Tears of misery were cascading down Samantha's face as
the trio of Arabs brutally assaulted her with their
cocks. The two who were sandwiching her were really
starting to hammer her asshole and vagina, and the
feeling of both cocks smashing into her at the same time
was both sickening and excruciating. The tiny American
groaned in pain and continued to suck Basim's dick while
the other Arabs pummeled her pussy and sphincter.
The three old, wealthy, Middle Eastern men fucked little
Samantha for about five minutes. Although none of them
were as violent and ruthless as Hassan or his guards,
they were still very rough themselves, and really gave
the American all she could handle. For Samantha, the
feeling of their dirty hands all over her body began
driving her insane.
The man beneath her kept grabbing and pinching her small
breasts while Malik—the one fucking her ass—constantly
slapped her buttocks with his palm. The third Arab,
meanwhile, had one hand around Samantha's hair while he
used his other to cup her chin while she sucked him off.
"Oh fuck!! Here it comes!!" Talib shouted, quickening
his thrusts as he neared climax.
Samantha was weeping openly now as the ugly Arab beneath
her rammed his entire dick up into her cunt and began
dumping his semen inside her. The man behind her,
meanwhile, continued to pump his cock in and out of her
burning anus. Samantha tried not to think about either
of them as she gave the third Arab a magnificent
blowjob, caressing his penis with her tongue and taking
his entire shaft inside her throat every time he forced
her to.
When Talib was finished emptying his balls inside the
American, he laid still and kept his penis buried deep
inside her snatch while he waited for his friends to
finish. In a few minutes, Malik gave one last thrust
himself before also dumping his cum inside the blonde's
asshole.
"Basim you're always the slowest!!" Talib teased,
smiling while he watched the old man continue to assault
Samantha's throat.
Basim ignored the man and concentrated on the blonde
sucking him. And after a few minutes he too reached a
climax. He clamped Samantha's jaws closed and happily
dumped all of his cum inside her mouth before forcing
her to swallow it. He savored the girl's moans of
disgust as she tried in vain to pull her head away from
his grip.
"Thanks whore that was amazing," Malik whispered into
Samantha's ear in Arabic, before slowly removing his
cock from her anus.
With all three of the men finished, Samantha was granted
a moment of respite. Two of the Arabs pulled out cigars
and went over to the patio to smoke. The third, Malik,
sat next to the crying American and caressed her ass
while he turned on the television. Samantha wanted to
move away but she was too fatigued and dejected. She
remained on her belly, with her face pressed against the
sheets and cried.
In less than an hour Samantha was getting double-teamed
again. Basim, the one who'd fucked her mouth, was now on
top of her and between her legs. He had the girl's long
legs wrapped around his fat waist while he pounded into
her aching vagina.
Malik, meanwhile, was hovering above the American's
head, which upside-down dangled over the edge of the
mattress. He had his own cock stuffed inside Samantha's
throat and was giving it an absolute wrecking. A mixture
of drool and pre-cum was running down the blonde's face
as she gagged horribly on the Arab's thick cock.
"Aaauuggg!! Stop no more!!" Samantha begged, taking a
deep breath as Malik pulled his dick out of her mouth
for the first time in several minutes.
"Dirty American whore," Malik stated in disdain, as he
rubbed the slimy tip of his penis all over the blonde's
face.
"Nooo!!" Samantha objected, turning away as the Arab
tried to jam his dick back between her lips.
"Open your mouth whore!" Malik shouted in Arabic,
slapping Samantha hard across her cheek.
The American stopped resisting and spread her lips wide
for the old Arab. With her head hanging upside-down,
Malik positioned the 19-year-old's mouth so that it was
lined up nice and evenly with her neck. This way, he was
able to insert his entire penis, which was nearly 8" in
length, inside Samantha's throat. As he began clobbering
her gullet, Samantha closed her eyes shut, not wanting
to see the Arab's huge, hairy testicles that hovered an
inch from her face.
After a couple of minutes of bashing the American's
mouth, Malik pulled out of her and crudely shot his load
of sperm all over Samantha's face. Samantha kept her
eyes closed and continued to cry out as Basim rammed
into her vagina again and again. After he was finished
coating the girl's face with his seed, Malik stepped
away and Talib immediately got off the bedroom couch for
his turn with the girl.
"Basim, let me stuff her asshole," Talib requested,
tapping his friend on the shoulder.
"Sure that's fine," the old man replied, burying his
whole cock inside the American before grabbing her 22"
waist and lifting her in the air.
Talib immediately took a seat on the side of the bed
while his friend positioned Samantha so that her asshole
was hovering directly above Talib's cock. Basim then
lowered the blonde down so that her anus was slowly and
excruciatingly impaled by his friend's penis. Samantha
yelped in pain and squirmed around as her asshole was
packed full of Arab cock. Once Talib's entire dick was
crammed inside the girl's sphincter, Basim leaned
forward and began eagerly pounding into Samantha's
vagina once again.
"Aaauuggg!!" Samantha shrieked, clawing at the bed
sheets while the old, hideous Arab battered her pussy
with his cock.
Malik, who'd already finished cumming all over the
American's face, stared at her in great admiration while
she was double-teamed by his associates. With the way
they had the tiny blonde pinned between their beefy,
hairy bodies it was difficult for Malik to see much of
Samantha. However, the sight of her long, slender legs
in their pantyhose and 8" heels jerking in the air as
she was roughly fucked was simply amazing.
"OH GOD PLEASE!!" Samantha begged, wrapping her legs
around Basim's hips while he and Talib pounded her holes
in unison.
The two old men raped Samantha for a few more minutes
before Basim finally came inside the girl's cunt.
Shortly after pulling out of her, Talib also deposited
his jizz inside the blonde's asshole. When he too
removed his cock from her Samantha rolled over onto her
side and began sobbing uncontrollably. Her anus and
vagina were in excruciating pain. After all of the
repeated rapes they had endured—especially her pussy at
the hands of Hassan, Jalil and the other guards—both
holes felt like they'd been torn to shreds. At this
point Samantha thought she would die if she were to get
raped just one more time, and just the thought of it
happening made her weep even harder.
Unfortunately for Samantha, in two hours she was once
again getting gang-banged by all three of the Arabs. She
was wedged between two of them on her back, with Malik
fucking her cunt from above while her asshole was
anchored to Basim's cock. Talib, meanwhile, had the
American's head pulled to the side as far as possible
while he pumped his dick in and out of her mouth.
Nearly 20 minutes passed by before all three men
climaxed in whichever orifice of Samantha's they were
using. When they were all finished, they congratulated
one another and spoke triumphantly about the fact that
they'd each been able to enjoy all three of Samantha's
holes. By this point all of the old men were tired, and
they each had different planes to catch in a couple
hours. They quickly pulled their swanky suits back on
and thanked Samantha before leaving the room.
"Good job," Jalil stated to the blonde, who was curled
up on the mattress and crying.
The guard grabbed Samantha's hair and dragged her off
the bed and onto the floor. He forced her to kneel
before attaching the leash and clips to the silver rings
in her nipples. Samantha sighed in misery and began
crawling after the giant Arab as he led her out of the
bedroom. She continued creeping along like a bitch as
Jalil made his way down several unfamiliar corridors.
Eventually he walked through a pair of glass doors that
led into a locker room, with clay tile floors and shower
stalls. As the two continued past this area and toward
another door, Samantha felt a huge sense of dread as she
heard the laughter and rowdy chatter of many other men
from behind that door.
"We have very fun thing planned for you tonight," Jalil
declared, with a huge grin on his face when he reached
the foggy glass door.
"Please, what—what do you mean?" Samantha asked, clear
terror in her voice.
"You will see, it is very fun, at least for us," Jalil
replied, before opening the door and dragging the tiny
blonde inside the mysterious room.
To be continued?
**I hope you enjoy the story so far. Feel free to email
me at just2twisted@mail.com I would love to hear
comments or ideas about the story.**
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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