Chapter Nine
Jessica was quickly rebound with her wrists cuffed together behind her back.
Then Josh breathing hard but taut with sexual anticipation fastened a broad
leather belt around her elbows and then pulled it tight drawing her arms
together hard. Jessica let out a squeal but for the moment was too weary to
resist for long. She just stood outside the examination room with her head bowed
as an enormous black man kept her on a short leash. At least the gag was gone
but its effect was to leave her mouth dry, which combined with her fear gave her
a raging thirst. She managed to look up and smile as Allison was dragged past
her into the room. Despite their predicament Allison's pale skin was beautiful
to Jessica, so firm and pure and sweet. Even as they dragged the younger girl
past Jessica watched the poor girls reddened bottom.
Jessica didn't have long to wait until Allison's examination was complete and
they brought her back similarly bound and stood the pretty redhead next to the
amozonian blonde. As well as the furtive arab who now viewed the girls with
slightly less contempt after his ministrations, the two black handlers, the
doctor also stood waiting for Abdul al Rafiq to make an appearence. The slave
trader strode proudly towards the two white English women followed by the dark
haired Russian slave girl. The once aristocratic eastern European was carrying
what looked liked two silver dog bowls. She placed the containers that appeared
full of water before the two British officers.
The doctor spoke quietly to Abdul but not so quietly that Jessica and Allison
couldn't tell what it was about. He was revealing that the Slave masters prized
catches were even more valuable than they had previously thought. In a middle
eastern slave market who knows how astronomical a price would be payed to not
only dominate these two English beauties but also to deflower such despicably
arrogant bitches. The white slaver grinned wickedly as he approached the two
girls. He looked up and down their perfect white bodies as if they were made of
pure gold, which at that moment they might as well have been. They fitted the
two archetypes that his customers wanted in a white women.
One so sweet and cute, with her striking red bobbed hair, beautiful green eyes
and petite body with just enough feminine curve for a man to admire. The taller
girl, blonde full figured and blue eyed. How much would his customers pay to try
and break this one, or more likely to use and abuse her with enough spirit left
in her to try and resist.
'You impress me ladies.' He stroked Allison's and then Jessica's cheeks in turn.
'You aren't the wanton sluts that I thought you were.' He underwent one of his
sudden and spontaneous mood swings. 'But not actually being whores doesn't mean
that you haven't wanted to be. You may be virgins but you are little more than
bazaar prostitutes in thought. Have I not seen the way that you stare hungrily
at every man in the room, wanting to take a good Muslims soul using your womanly
wiles.' Jessica felt obliged to tell him what a lot of rot he was talking but
she felt Josh tightening his grip on her leash and knew that whatever she said
would make very little difference but would hurt a lot.
'But I am not a harsh man, I realise that guests must have refreshment.' He
stepped back behind the bowls that the Russian girl had laid out. 'It's not
champagne I'm afraid but I'm sure that you are feeling thirsty at the moment.
And of course I no longer have to keep up that pretence of 'Western'
civilisation.' He spat out the phrase and was about to launch into one of his
rants but controlled himself in time. 'So you will drink like the bitches that
you are.'
Allison was stunned. She was desperately thirsty, she hadn't had anything to
drink and the drug that they had used to bring her and Jessica here had left her
with a blazing thirst but she wasn't going to drink like this. Abdul knew that
the light punishment the girls had already recieved had not yet prepared them
for this level of self degradation and indeed he wanted them to remain insolent
and resistant as that was sure to command a high price for the pair when he got
them to the viewing room. He nodded to his two overseers.
With a fluid movement Josh and Billy kicked out the back of the girls knees so
that they feel heavily into a kneeling position. Then they used the collars to
force the English girls' faces to about an inch above the level of the water in
the large silver dog bowls. Jessica and Allison were helpless, their arms bound
at wrist and elbow meant that they had no leverage at all to try and sit
upright. Despite the pain in the nape of her neck, the muscular tension of her
bound arms and the barely faded pain of her spanked bottom Jessica was almost
relieved to feel the cooler air near the surface of the water. Forced over into
such a compromising position she hoped that no one would notice that as her
large breasts touched the refreshing coolness of the stone floor her nipples had
actually crinkled to erection. In fact despite everything that was happening
around her and to her she had that feeling that she sometimes got when she had
consumed one too many glasses of wine and had been in close proximity to
handsome men and beautiful women. That feeling that made her go back to her
billet and very surrepticiously slip one and under her night dress and stroke
her bosom as the other hand stroked her own thighs. She silently chastised
herself, how could she be having such thoughts at a moment like this?
Jessica was woken from her day dreaming as Abdul started to speak.
'You have two ways of drinking the water. My faithful retainers will hold you in
this position so that you may lap up the water like the bitches that you are or
you may drink like this...' With this he placed his foot on the back of
Jessica's head and pushed down forcing her face into the water. Depite her
bondage, Jessica's survival instinct gave her the strength to thrash violently
but not sufficiently to break free. She could feel the water forcing up her
nose, her eyes screwed tight shut, instinctively she opened her mouth and
inhaled a mouthful of water. After what seemed an age as she started to feel her
consciousness slipping away, Abdul lifted his foot and she was hauled free of
the water. The tall blonde coughed hard, trying to clear her airway so that she
could get her breath back. With great heaving breaths she eventually managed to
regain her composure. 'Now will you drink my blonde bitch?'. Jessica was a well
brought up young lady so she barely knew how to swear let alone what any of the
words meant. She decided to reply with something she once heard a street urchin
yell at a police constable back in London. It was all she could think of to show
this vicious bastard her contempt.
'Piss off you wooden topped twat.'
'Oh well down we go again.' And with that he put his foot on the back of
Jessica's head again and pushed down. The tall blonde realised what she had to
do, she knew what he wanted her to do but she wasn't going to give him the
satisfaction so Jessica began to drink. Having anticipated his reaction to her
resistance she had quite calmly calculated that the bowl could only contain
about a pint and a half of water and by tipping her head forwards she only had
to remove about a pint of the liquid until her mouth was clear of the surface
and she could breath again. She started by thrashing her head around which
tipped a substantial amount of water out of the dog bowl and then she started to
take great gulps of water. She could only hold her breath and drink for a short
time until the water in her nose would make her inhale by reflex so she sucked
down the water as hard as she could. Her lungs were almost bursting but she
concentrated on the liquid as hard as she could and after what seemed an age she
felt air around her lips. She then took the most satisfying lungs full of air
she had ever known.
'Well well. The bitch isn't as stupid as she looks. Sit her up.' The naked
blonde girl was hauled back to a kneeling position, her hair matted around her
face, her large breasts heaving deliciously as she tried to regain her
composure. 'Now what about you my firey haired harpy?' Allison was still
kneeling with her mouth just above the water. The younger of the two English
girls had realised what Jessica had just done but she didn't know if she could
do that. She felt that she had already let the Army officer down but then she
didn't know what else to do so she started lapping at the water. It was barely
enough to wet the inside of her mouth and she felt ashamed as she heard the men
laughing at her. Jessica watched the Russian girl with abject hatred as she too
smiled at the red haired English girl's debasement. The expression 'just like a
bitch' seemed to be the abuse of choice. Eventually when they started to grow
bored Allison was hauled back upright and as Jessica looked over to try and
catch her eye, Allison just cast her eyes downward in utter embarrasment.
That didn't end the proceedings though. Both girls had a large rubber ball
forced into their mouth wedging their teeth apart and secured by a strap behind
the head and under the chin. They were kept on their knees for the moment. As
the Russian slave girl removed the dog bowls Abdul stepped forward.
'Your compliance shall be rewarded, you slut shall join us for dinner.' He spoke
to Allison. 'Whereas for your persistent disobedience, you whore shall attend to
other needs.' And with that he snapped his fingers and the two girls were
dragged to their feet and frog marched out of the room in opposite directions
much to the amusement of the men who knew what was in store for them.
