Anna

When the plane landed and taxied to a stop, Anna was told to get off the plane and follow her instructions.

The car, as she had been told, was waiting for her only a few yards away. A dark limo with dark windows. As she reached the car a door opened and she was beckoned inside.

Almost as soon as she sat down the driver started moving the car. Anna had no idea where they were, not even what country they wee in. there had been nothing familiar for some time now.

The drive lasted about an hour, and came to a stop at a factory in the middle of a large forest.

“Get out”

The command, aimed at Anna was gruff, allowing no room for debate.

Anna was escorted immediately to yet another doctor’s office, where her clothes were removed and she was again strapped to an examination table. The doctor, a man in his sixties, quickly snipped the stitches holding Anna’s pussy closed, and put on a latex glove, before thrusting two fingers inside her. after a few moments the first of the plastic bags began to emerge, connected to the others by a plastic cord, so thet could be extricated easily.

As the doctor removed the bags he checked to see if any had leaked, but they all seemed intact. He placed them onto a silver plate, and then began to remove the stitches, ignoring her moans as the cotton was pulled though her flesh.

Anna expected the doctor to release her, and perhaps send her to some room of other, but instead he pulled a roll of money from a drawer. The roll was quite long, but not too wide, though Anna knew that if this was going inside her, which it did appear to be doing, then she would be uncomfortable all the way back.

The Doctor used no lubrication as he began to force the end of the roll past the entrance of Anna’s pussy. She was moaning in pain as the roll of money began to stretch her more than any cock she had ever had. Already it was uncomfortable, and yet, not even half way in. the doctor was struggling to force it in, but he eventually managed it. Anna could feel it deep inside her, filling her completely. She knew that bending would be a slow and painful process, as the roll seemed to hit the bottom of her stomach. She didn’t know if this was actually possible, but it felt like it to her..

Once again the doctor brought out a suturing kit, and as Anna screamed again with each stitch, he once again closed her pussy up. When he was satisfied that the stitching would hold, he had someone release Anna from the table and dress her. without a word, she was escorted back to the plane which had been refuelled, and was ready for take off.

The pilot and one of her escorts exchanged pleasantries for a few minutes, and then Anna was told to strap herself in. Obeying, the straps across her stomach seemed much tighter than when she had arrived, perhaps due to the large roll of cash hidden within her body.

Anna had never met a drug dealer before, and now, she was not only involved with them, but her own body was being used to transport the drugs one way, and the money back.

As the plane was taking off, her Master was receiving some news from the doctor at his fortress.

“That new girl. She’s pregnant”

“How long?” asked Haaraan.

“Six, seven weeks. Not much longer than that.”

“Do you think she knows?”

“I doubt it. She probably doesn’t even know what year it is by now, and I doubt she will have given a missed period a second thought, especially after all she has been through lately.”

“Okay” Haaraan said. “When she gets back later, sedate her, and get rid of it.  I have several more shipments to make, and I don’t want any complications. When will she be okay to travel again?”

“The op will only take an hour or so, and I guess three to four days for recovery. “

“Okay. That will have to do. I will contact the other side and let them know the next shipment will be a day or so late.”

“I am not sure she can handle all you’re asking of her” the doctor stated.

“I don’t care what you think doc” came the harsh response. “Your job is to make sure she is ready when I need her. you don’t make judgements that will stop shipments. If she can travel she travels. Remember doc. You’re not here because I am a good employer, you are here because you got struck off for fucking your patients. Here. You can fuck them all you ant, and I also make sure you have a good supply of little boys to feed your other urges. Either you do what you’re being paid for, quite handsomely I must add, or you can go back to being a struck off patient  fucking ex-doctor. It’s your choice. I want her aborted and ready to go again in four days. I don’t care if she dies, as long as she gets the job done. I paid a lot of money for her, and I am damned sure she will repay me”

With that Haasaan turned his back on the doctor, and listened for the door to close. Who the hell did the doctor think he was? There wee many more like him, crying out for a job that pays so well, and has its unique privileges.

When Anna returned to the compound she was immediately taken to the doctors office, and again strapped down, while the doctor removed the stitches from her pussy. It didn’t take long to release her from them, but the roll of money was a different thing. The opening to her pussy had shrunk to it’s normal size, and getting the hard roll of cash out was taking it’s toll. Her pussy had started to bleed where the stitches had been, and the doctor had  to use forceps to open her up far enough to get hold of the thin tape at the end of the money.

The operation only took ten minutes, but to Anna it was a lifetime.

Anna expected to be released and sent back to her quarters, but the doctor approached once again holding a syringe. Even before she could open her mouth to say anything, the needle was in her arm, and the doctor was pumping the strong sedative into her bloodstream. This would knock her out rapidly, and then the other operation could be started.

The doctor really thought that the girl should know she was pregnant, and was about to lose it, but the Master of the house had given instructions, and the Master of the house had always been good to him. Only last week he had supplied the doctor with two fifteen year old boys.

“How is she?” Haaraan asked the doctor later that day.

“She will live, but you cant use her pussy for a few days, maybe a week.”

“Can she travel?”

“I wouldn’t advise it” answered the doctor. “But I guess she could”

“Okay. She can go in two days, but she will have to take the case. I suppose it has its benefits, larger shipment. But increased risks.”

“As I said.” The doctor spoke again. ”I wouldn’t advise her travelling. Its ultimately your choice, but you asked for my opinion”

Haaraan dismissed the doctor and phoned the other side telling them of the situation. They had not used cases since someone suggested using girls as mules. The shipments were smaller, but none were lost.

For three days Anna was confined to her cell, her food being delivered by alpha slave, though the latter did not speak during her visits. Alpha slave had been informed that Anna had recently had an abortion, but was told not to let the girl know. Under pain of punishment, alpha slave was not going to disobey, even though she felt sorry for the youngster. She, herself, had had a child aborted less than five years ago, but she had not been a fourteen year old girl at the time.

On the fourth day Anna was taken to Haaraan’s office, where she saw a mona in his thirties, dark hair, and light suit. His brown eyes took in Anna as she crossed the room and, having been told by alpha slave what was expected of her, knelt in the centre of the room, knees apart, palms facing upwards resting on her thighs.

“This is John” started Haaraan. “You and he will be taking a trip tomorrow. He will travel with you, as your uncle. I told you when you arrived here that I would lend you out to friends and clients, and that is what I am doing now. you will be gone two days, and a suitcase has been packed for you. It is locked, and will remain so. the case is not for your benefit, it is so you do not arouse suspicion as you pass through customs. You will be given a passport just before you get on the plane. The passport is British, but false. I have not used your own name, in case it is on the wanted list.”

Anna watched as her Master spoke, saying nothing. Given the chance, this was going to be a one way trip.

As if reading her mind, Haaraan pointed to a screen on the wall.

Anna could see her friend Sally, sitting in a chair, ropes holding her in place.

“Any attempt to escape, and your friend will follow your parents, and her own, to the grave. Her life is in your hands slave girl. You will be met at the airport when you arrive at your destination, and will be taken back to the airport the day afterwards. If you attempt to escape, then your friend dies. If you fail to please my friends, then you will be whipped. Understood?”

Anna dropped her head and slowly nodded. Anna knew that there would be no second chances, if she messed up, either Sally or herself would pay dearly for it.

John looked at Anna and asked Haaraan if she was available.

“Of course she is. Just remember what I told you. Slave girl is here to please me and my guests, that’s her only role in life.”

John smiled and walked over to where Anna was kneeling.

“Come with me bitch. If I am going to baby sit you. I want to be paid.”

John led Anna to a room slightly better furnished than her own, but with still only a bed and a toilet area.

“On your knees bitch”

Falling to her knees, Anna knew what to do and what to expect. Slowly, she unzipped John’s trousers and allowed his cock to fall free. It wasn’t the largest cock she had seen, and she knew she could handle it without a problem, as she moved her lips towards it. Kissing the tip, she then slowly opened her mouth to let John slide in. He didn’t rush, moving slowly, allowing Anna to do all of the work, moving her head to slide his cock in and out of her mouth, pressing hard occasionally to send his cock to the back of her throat.. she felt the now familiar throbbing as his cock came close to eruption, and steadied herself ready for him.

John placed his hands on the back of her head and thrust hard and deep, sending his cock into the far reaches of her throat, before sending spurts of hot cum deep inside her, smiling as he felt her sucking harder to drink every drop of his sperm.

“The boss was right” he said as Anna eventually released his now softening cock. “Not a bad blow job. I am sure there will be more of that tomorrow night.”

Anna was dismissed and sent back to her quarters. A little while later and alpha slave came and told her she was wanted in the Master’s office.

“I have a surprise for you slave” said Haaraan as Anna entered the room. “I have had your friend brought back here, and here she will remain, if you are a good girl tomorrow. If there are no problems, she will remain here as a slave. If you fuck up, she will remain here as a corpse. Its now entirely in your hands.” Haaraan pointed to a screen where Anna could see her friend. The room she was in was similar to her own quarters. “Before you ask. You will not see her before you go in the morning, but she will be here awaiting your return. Whether she is alive or not, is up to you slave.”

With that Haaraan dismissed her, and she made her way back to her cell.

Anna’s mind was in turmoil. Tomorrow would perhaps present an opportunity to escape, the first opportunity she had so far had. She had intended to raise a fuss at the airport at which they landed, but now, she had Sally to think about. She was sure that long before the authorities could find out where she had been held, Haaraan would have had Sally murdered, and would, perhaps, come looking for her. her own parents were testament to the callousness of the men who held her and Sally prisoner.

That night Anna cried herself to sleep.

The sun had no9t risen when she was awakened by alpha slave. She was handed a dress, and alpha slave then helped her get dress and fix her hair. By the time she was ready, Anna looked her tender age. Her plaited hair hanging from foth sides of her head, no makeup, and the dress looked remarkably like a school uniform. The only difference was that the skirt and blouse were one unit. The school blazer was from a school she had never heard of, but she new that didn’t matter. She had been dressed this way to ensure that the other side would readily belive she was still young, and would not question her, leaving her “uncle” to answer all their questions, should there be any.

Anna was escorted once again to Haaraan’s private plane, andwas joined shortly before take off by her “uncle”.

“You look great” he said, as he sat in the seat next to her. “There is always something about girls in school uniform that turns me on.”

The truth of his statement was pretty obvious, as his cock was pushing hard at the fron of his trousers.

“I think I may have to join the mile high club” he said, laughing.

Anna had no idea what the mile high club was, but was certain that it would be something she would rather not join. At least, not with uncle John.

Regardless of his threats to join the mile high club, John did nothing but sleep on the flight. Haaraan had given special orders that she was not to be touched before the job was done. In stead he went into the plane’s toilet and masturbated, a picture of Anna in his mind as he did so.

As the plane came into land, Anna was given a message from Haaraan. It said to remember that Sally’s life was in her hands.

Anna was close to tears, but John, who had delivered the message, told her to cheer up. As long as all went well, she and Sally would see each other when she returned home the next day.

The passage through customs was pretty uneventful. John handed over both passports and smiled as the customs officer gave them a cursory glance, looking at the pictures and then at the two travellers, nodding them through.

As Haaraan had said, a black limousine was waiting for them, and the driver greeted John like a long lost friend.  Once in the car the driver stopped smiling and looked at John.

“Ant trouble?”

“Like clockwork” John replied, patting the suitcase Anna still held. “Its all in there”

For over an hour the three travelled in silence, the day slowly giving way to a warm evening. As they pulled up to a compound, surrounded by a large wall, the driver stopped the car.

The gates of the compound opened and two armed men came out to the car, checking who was inside it, before allowing it to enter.

“Ah, welcome” a soft female voice greeted them as they got out of the car. “ You’re right on time. Is this the girl?”

John nodded his head, and when the woman in her thirties held out her hand, he pushed Anna forward. “See you later girlie” he said, as he relinquished control of her.

Anna followed the woman through the compound and towards a wooden hut on the far side. Everywhere Anna looked she could see armed men. Rifles slung over their shoulders.

“In here” the woman addressed Anna. “Get undressed, and put the suitcase in the wardrobe at the far end. I will be back for you soon”

Anna watched the woman leave the hut, and heard as a key turned in the lock,  there were no windows. The light coming from several bare bulbs overhead. There was a bed at one side of the hut, and a wardrobe at the far end. Other than that, the hut was bare. The floor was plain wood, as were the walls. There had been no money spend on this hut save for the wood to build it, and the lights.

Anna slowly began to undress, strangely feeling naked as she removed her clothes. Though she now spent most of her time naked, it was only now that she felt conscious of it.

Placing the suitcase in the wardrobe as ordered, Anna sat on thje side of the bed and waited. She had no idea how long she waited for the woman to return. In all truth, Anna had no idea of any timing anymore. Had she been asked, she could not have told anyone what month it was, let alone the date.

The woman eventually returned and called Anna over, leading her out of the hut. She was led across the compound and into the main building, where she was met by a large black man.

“So, this is she then?”

“Yes Sir” the woman answered.

“Good. She will do nicely. Have her wash and clean up, leave her hair as it is, and bring her to the function room in one hour. We should be ready for her by then. And” he added. “Tie her hands behind her.”

“Yes Sir” the woman agreed. “It will be done”

Turning to Anna the woman led her towards  a staircase and to the upper floors. The bathroom was well appointed. A sunken bath filled the centre of the room, mirrors surrounded it, including the ceiling. No matter where she looked, Anna could see her own reflection.

The woman ran hot water into the bath and ushered Anna into it.

“Remember to clean everywhere” she said. “ there should be no dirt anywhere on your body when you are done. There are nail brushes for your fingers and toes. Sir hates dirt.”

With that the woman left the bathroom, and Anna once again heard a key turn. Even had it not been for Sally, so far, there had been no chance of escape.

Anna lay in he water and allowed it to ease away her aches and pains. She didn’t realise until then, that she had any, but the water refreshed her, and she began to feel a little better. She was more than a little worried that the man had said she was to have her hands tied behind her. by doing that, she would be totally defenceless, not that she felt she would get far if she tried to fend anyone off.

The woman finally returned and urged Anna to get out of the bath and dry herself, ensuring that the girl did a good job of it, and also checking her fingernails and toe nails, to make sure that they were spotless. They would both be in trouble if the girl was not clean, and she had no intention of getting into trouble because some slip of a girl didn’t know how to clean herself.

Satisfied that the girl had done a good job, she told Anna to place her hands behind her. a piece of rope was placed around Anna’s wrists, and pulled quite tight. Not tight enough to cut off her circulation, but certainly tight enough to stop Anna getting free. The rope was wrapped around a couple of times, and then threaded between her wrists as a cinch. Anna tried to twist her hands, but though they would move a little, there was no way out of it.

When the woman was happy that Anna would not get free of the ropes, she escorted the girl out of the bathroom, and down the stairs. The stone floor felt cold under the girl’s feet, but the room temperature was quite nice. She didn’t feel cold, yet nor was it over hot.

The function room was over to Anna’s left, and she followed the woman with more than a little trepidation. She had no idea what was going to happen to her, but she could make a shrewd guess that she would be fucked, and by more than one man.

Her views were endorsed as she entered the function room to find a large round bed in the centre. It would easily have slept six people, but Anna guessed that sleeping was not its main purpose. It was covered in a fitted black sheet, to Anna’s eyes it could have been satin. There were no pillows evident, which also enforced the view that the bed was not for sleeping on.

There were six men in the room as she entered, all wearing thongs and nothing else. The man that the woman had called Sir, was by the bed, facing Anna as she entered the room. The woman led her towards the bed, and helped her to climb onto it, telling her to kneel in the centre.

“My friends” said the man who had sent her to clean up. “We have a young British girl for our pleasure tonight. She is only fourteen years old, which, I know, suits many of you perfectly. She has been provided to us for our gratification, and will do everything she is asked. There are no taboos, no restrictions and no officialdoms to cut through. Tomorrow, she will be gone again, so I suggest you make the most of her while we have her. the only request from her owner, is that she not be hurt so much she cannot travel. That more or less leaves her free to be treated in any way you wish, gentlemen. Let the games commence”

With that the men all removed their thongs, and Anna could see an array of men’s cocks, in various lengths and thickness.

. Two of the men approached the bed, one carrying a strange piece of equipment.  It appeared to be two metal bars around eighteen inches long, and three long screws. One of the men placed it against Anna’s chest, placing one metal bar above her tits, and the second below. Anna saw that each of the screws were topped with a wing nut, and as one man squeezed the metal bars together, trapping her tits between them, the other began to tighten the wing nuts. At first it just felt tight on her tits, but as the man continued to turn the wing nuts, the bars began to compress her tits at her chest.

Anna first felt uncomfortable. But as the man continued to turn the nuts, it became more and more painful. As her tits were squashed and trapped. The globes of her tits seemed to get harder, as the bar cut in behind them. When the man finally finished turning the nuts, Anna tits were well and truly trapped. The bars would never slide off, unless they were physically released.

Another man climbed onto the bed and stood to one side, his cock in his hand, stroking it slowly. Anna knew what to expect next, as the man moved his cock closer to her face. Opening her mouth, and closing her eyes, she let the man’s cock enter her mouth. The first taste was the long remembered saltiness, as his cock moved deeper into her mouth. She was determined not to have bad reports sent back to her master, and did her best to ensure the man enjoyed his blow job. This kept her from seeing what another man had picked up and moved onto the bed with. Had she seen the four long sharp skewers he held. Anna would have made a bolt for the door, regardless of the consequences.

The first thing she felt was a sharp prick to one side of her left tit. At first it startled her, but she continued to suck the cock in her mouth. It was only as the skewer was pressed harder, and broke the flesh of her tit, that Anna realised that it was actually painful, and screamed. The man continued to press harder, holding her tit in one hand, as he forced the skewer all the way through Anna’s tit. She couldn’t help the screaming now, the pain was more than she had ever felt before. Even as the skewer came through the other side of her tit, the man continued to press, until he was satisfied that it was, indeed, all the way through.

Anna must have passed out for a few seconds, as when she woke. The man was holding a second skewer, and was holding her right tit. Again, the scream would have woken the dead as the man forced the skewer in one side of her tit, and out of the other side. She tried to struggle, but the man around her made escape impossible. She could see two other skewers in his hands, but didn’t know where they were going, simply feared the worst.

The next skewer was positioned above her tit, and with not warning, was thrust hard, sending it through her tit at ninety degrees to the previous one, forming a cross. Again. Anna must have passed out, for when she next came around her other tit had also been skewered a second time.

Anna had never felt pain like this before, and she could feel the blood from her wounds running down her body. Someone was unfastening her wrists, but before she could move them away, leather cuffs were placed around each wrist, and then brought to the front. Anna had not seen them until now. but the metal bars compressing her tits each had a ring welded to the end, and the leather cuffs she now wore were quickly fastened to these, holding her arms apart. The temptation for Anna was to try to pull her arms away, but as she did so, the bars cut in to her tits, and she screamed once more. She heard a whirring noise, and one of the men stood up on the bed and guided a chain so that it dangles immediately in front of Anna’s face.

A hook attached to the end of the chain was clipped around the centre screw, between her already painful tits, as one man tightened up the nuts even more.

Anna began to struggle in earnest, twisting her body to try to get free of the tit vice, but to no avail, as the whirring sound began again, and the chain began to move slowly upwards. It took Anna a few seconds to realise what was happening, by which time the chain was pulling hard at her tits, wrenching another scream from her. inexorably, the chain continued to pull, and Anna had no choice but to stand up in an effort to release the pressure. But it was not to be eased, as the chain continued to rise to the ceiling. Pulling harder at her tits, and slowly, lifting Anna from the bed.

She was only a couple of inches off the bed, hanging by her tits, but the screams were deafening, not that it seemed to bother any of her tormentors.. when she was six inches off the bed, her back arched, her legs kicking, trying to find solid ground, the bed was slid away from underneath her.

With her hands clipped to the end of each bar, Anna was unable to use her hands to try to free herself, as she hung there in agony. She heard a crack behind her, and suddenly felt a line of fire across her back. Again and again she screamed, as another crack from behind her brought a second line of fire.

The man with the whip seemed to be laughing, as a third time he pulled the whip back, and with much venom, sent it flying out at the helpless girl’s back, a third red line appearing instantly.

As the fourth stroke hit her. Anna’s body could take no more, and she lapsed into unconsciousness. This, however, did not deter her tormentors. It was nice to hear a victim scream, but, there was a better chance of being sadistic if she was totally unable to stop you, and was silent.

For another half hour, Anna’s body was crisscrossed with whips marks, on her back, her stomach, her thighs and her legs. she would not be able to walk in the morning, but that was not a concern, she would travel home in a wheelchair is needed.

As the whipping came to a conclusion, Anna’s body was again lowered onto the bed which was replaced under her. the skewers were removed, but not the tit vice. If she regained consciousness, she would not interfere with her assailants, as one by one they fucked her pussy, each of them cumming deep inside her.

The men had all paid handsomely for this evening, and they intended to make the most of it.

When the last man came inside her, Anna was rolled over, and her legs spread wide. Had she been awake, the cocks that used her butt, would have been painful. However, Anna remained silent and unconscious as each of the men took advantage of her.

As the night moved to a close. Two of the men finally released her tits from the vice, removing the skewers, and grinning as fresh blood trickled from the wounds. She may not remember what had happened to her, but, the film would sell well.

TO BE CONTINUED