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From: an150295@anon.penet.fi
Subject: "Arab Slave" 3/3 (mf, rape, violence)

Collected by: wodan@drakar.stack.urc.tue.nl                           

                           Arab Slave (3/3)
                         By: Kinara in Thorns

                               Part 3
     
     Her bare feet hurt as she ran on branches and rocks, but
that didn't stop her. Already she could hear the excited voices
calling to each other in the garden.  They had wasted no time in
commencing their brutal game.  Janie dove into a thick bush and
crouched there, very still, her heart beat throbbing wildly.  She
heard Hassan laughing, then the sound of footsteps coming very
close to her.  Suddenly a voice cried out, and she was dragged
from the bushes.  Her captor was shouting for the others to come,
but she tore away from his clutches, ripping the silks that
covered her chest.  He lunged at the naked breasts, laughing, but
she managed to dodge him, and duck into the thick underbrush. 
Now the chase was on.  Branches clawed into her soft skin as she
stumbled through them.  The men were yelling and very close
behind.  Finally, as she thought her lungs would burst, she
tripped over a rock, and tumbled over, rolling on the ground til
she smashed up against the trunk of a tree.  Then they were on
top of her, tearing the remaining silks from her trembling body. 
She felt hands pulling at her, touching her over her whole body
as she struggled to break free.  Her hands were pulled up above
her head, and her legs were pulled so far apart, she thought her
ass would split.  Someone forced a cock down her throat so she
gagged, and another cock was thrust up her cunt. Fingers reamed
her delicate and still sore ass, and her breasts were slapped. 
She tried to scream, but it couldn't come out.  Instead she was
brutally fucked in every hole, over and over again, by so many
different people.  Finally, they let go of her arms and legs, but
she was too exhausted to move.
     One of them hoisted her up to her knees, grabbed her hair
and pulled her head back, so her face was exposed.  She moaned
and closed her eyes, refusing to look at their sneering faces.
She felt fingers digging in her mouth, forcing her lips apart and
her jaws open.  Then she felt and tasted the stream of liquid
hitting her tongue.  She gasped and spluttered, but her captor
held her head tight, and kept her mouth open, forcing her to
swallow.  Someone had just pissed in her mouth.  She retched,
then threw up all over the ground.  The man let her go and stood
around her with the others, jeering, kicking, and laughing.
     She was forced to lick her way up one man's legs and then
lick his balls before he beat her back down on the ground.  She
had to start over again, until she was finally allowed to suck
his cock.  As he got more and more excited, he grabbed her head
and started to fuck her mouth, shoving in hard and deep.  When he
came, it was an explosion in the back of her throat.  She
swallowed quickly so she wouldn't vomit again.  Then it was the
next man's turn.  He made her kneel on the ground with her ass in
the air.  Then he mounted her like a dog, and thrust his huge
cock in her ass.  She groaned with the pain, and grunted each
time he thrust.  Another made her suck his cock as she was being
reamed from behind.  The rest of the men shouted and jeered,
jerking off in her face, or whipping her flesh with sticks.
     Then Hassan said something to the crowd of guests, and they
produced a rope.  They pulled Janie up to her feet, tied the rope
around one foot, threw it around the branch of a tree, and hauled
her up, so that she dangled there upsidedown by her foot.  They
tied her other foot to another rope, and secured that to the tree
branch as well, tying it so that the two ropes pulled her legs
apart.  They left her like that while they went off to get drinks
and food.
     When they came back, they had a frightened servant girl with
them.  She was ordered to strip, and stand in front of Janie so
her cunt was just inches away from Janie's mouth.  Then Hassan
ordered Janie to lick the girl's cunt.
     "No."  Janie replied.  "You can't make me do that, you
twisted bastard."
     Hassan just smiled.  He said a few words to his friends. 
Three of them grinned, came forward and started to whip Janie's
cunt with thin sticks.  They whistled through the air as they
came down on her delicate exposed cunt.  She screamed and writhed
against the tree.
     "Lick her" Hassan ordered again.  The sticks came down
again, drawing blood.  Janie started to lick the trembling girl's
cunt, darting her tongue up and down the slit, probing her soft
flesh deeper and deeper into the vagina.  The servant girl
shuddered with the pleasure.  The sticks came down again, making
Janie shriek into the girl's cunt.
     "Suck her clit hard." Hassan ordered.  "Make her come."
     Janie obliged, grabbing the girl's ass and pushing her into
her face, she got her lips around the clitoris and sucked.  She
flicked her tongue up and down the clitoris until the servant
girl screamed and gushed into Janie's face.  The men cheered.
     Janie was brought down from the tree and her feet were
untied.  She wondered what other horrors they had in mind for her
tonight.  She didn't have to wonder for long.  Hassan had just
fitted his servant girl with a strap-on studded cock.  They made
Janie lick the plastic obscene thing while the servant girl stood
there and watched.  Then Janie was made to kneel down again, with
her ass in the air.  The servant girl was made to mount her,
shoving the strap-on cock into Janie's cunt.  Hassan whipped the
servant girl's ass to make her thrust harder and faster.  Janie
screamed with the pain to her already ripped up cunt, but still
the servant girl thrusted.  Several cocks bumped into Janie's
face, and she was forced to suck them one after the other, as hot
come splashed in her face.  Then, despite her pain, Janie started
to feel hot.  The friction of the strap-on in her cunt was too
much, and she shrieked as she finally came, then collapsed in a
faint.
     Hours later, when she woke up, she found that she had been
bathed and put to bed, her hands chained to the bed posts.  She
shuddered when she thought of all she had to endure at that
party, and at the things she would have to endure in the future
as well.  Would there be no release from this life as a slave? 
Could she never escape?  As she drifted slowly off to sleep
again, she vowed she would get her revenge on Hassan, and that
Rashid as well...But that would be in a different story.