Hospitality

HOSPITALITY

By Shabbadew2002

Contact me @ shabbadew@ca.rr.com

Police corruption in post-colonial Kenya is a fact of life.  Transparency International, a watchdog organization, ranks Kenya as the 11th most corrupt nation in the world. The average city dweller in Kenya pays 16 bribes per month.  In 2007 an English family was enslaved by a corrupt and depraved Police Inspector. 

PART 1: Kate & Harry

They were always shaking someone down and making them pay.  They operated out of the Langata station.  Their leader was Chief Inspector Munyambu Adoya. He was a member of the Luo tribe, whose males were not circumcised when they became teens, unlike the Kikuyu who practiced circumcision.  Munyambu was a devotee of Jamhuri, a shadowy figure in the early years of the African Nationalist movement who taught that Africa would become the dominant political arena in the 21st century and Africans were destined for world leadership.

Munyambu liked to think that his hobby of shaking down whites was his own small contribution to maintaining the values of Jamhuri and changing the political landscape of Kenya by helping Africans assume their rightful place in the world.  He, his Senior Sergeant Kamau and his crew, all of them from the Luo tribe, operated like a gang out of the Langata station and an industrial warehouse on Pate Road.   They sold “protection” to business men, brokered stolen goods and collected bribes whenever they could. 

The controlled a video production company whose owner, Lei Peng, a Chinese businessman, they’d caught making porn films.  Highly illegal, his Kenyan porn films found eager distributors in mainland China, Hong Kong, Taiwan and Singapore.  Munyambu had shaken Peng down for bribes at first but then realized that his porn videos and DVDs were worth a fortune.  So, he ended up cutting himself in for a piece of that action too. He and Kamau maintained a small office in the warehouse.

He was close to an Army Colonel, John Ojuang, at the Langata barracks across the street from the police station.   Between his contacts and the soldiers on the base, Munyambu and Kamau had a small but lucrative sideline running prostitutes.  With only a police paycheck, a smart enterprising operator like Munyambu needed to be creative in Kenya.  He had decided to shakedown a certain white man.  He would demand a heavy bribe.  The alternative was for the man to spend some time in a Kenyan jail.  Nobody who went into a jail in Kenya wanted to return any time soon.  If he couldn’t pay the bribe, the Inspector would pressure him to turn his wife over to him or even his daughter.  He would turn them into prostitutes and performers in porn videos.  If the man was humiliated in the bargain....so much the better.  For Munyambu, and his cohorts in crime, this was called having fun with the mzungus (white people).  Besides being greedy, the 60 year old cop’s other vice was cruel sex and sadistic torture. 

“That man belongs on his knees. I just love putting my foot in a white man’s ass....I really do,” said Chief Inspector Munyambu talking about his latest victim.

“You and me both. Nothing better than putting a mzungu through school.  Paybacks are a motherfucker,” agreed Senior Sergeant Kamau.

Harry Braxton was white, 44 years old, sandy-haired and balding.  He was average in height with pleasant features, a little pot belly and a “nice guy” attitude - typical of a man who earned his living as a salesman.  He was having tea at the coffee shop at the Nairobi Hilton.....sitting by himself when Senior Sergeant Kamau and Sergeant Zuberi of the Langata station sat down.  ‘What now,’ he wondered?

“Mr. Braxton,” said Kamau in a real friendly way as he came over and made himself comfortable.  Zuberi pulled up a chair too.

“What’s up,” asked Harry? 

He was trying to be polite, but he was sick with fear.  He wondered what they wanted.  Kamau had the manner of a smooth street criminal.  Harry was nervous and squirmed in his chair.  Kamau was doing all he could to stifle a smile at this – as Harry sweated....  At that point, Harry gulped and took out his handkerchief to mop his brow.  He had begun to sweat profusely.  Kamau was smiling at this point and so was his partner.  Harry was becoming more nervous by the minute.  They told him that they had some charges that he needed to answer and told him that they were taking him down to the station.

They hustled him to their lorry and drove ten kilometers to the station.  There they began interrogating him.  Senior Inspector Munyambu came by to see how it was going.  Harry had done something wrong. Everybody in Kenya was guilty of breaking the law at one time or another.  And everybody expected to pay a bribe.  When Munyambu told Harry that to get himself out of trouble would cost two million shillings, he got sick.  He didn’t have that kind of cash.  He told him to “piss off”.  That was the wrong answer.  They threw him into a jail holding cell.

But first he needed to see what he was facing.

“He needs some encouragement.  Take him to the “North Pole”,” was all Munyambu said. 

The two men took him to a dark corner of the station, a dirty shower room with a concrete floor and a drain.  Kamau and Zuberi stripped Harry.  When he hesitated to do it on his own they grabbed him and pulled his clothes off.   They bound his wrists and hung him from a rafter with his toes touching the ground.  He was shocked at how quickly and brutally he had been handled.

Zuberi pulled out a hose and turned it on.  He had the nozzle turned off, but it still dribbled water from the pressure.  When Kamau gave the signal, he turned the nozzle and began spraying Harry from his shoulders to his knees.  Although it was a hot day in this part of the building, the water was very cold and as the black cop concentrated on his buttocks, groin, armpits and torso, Harry began groaning. 

This was known as sending the victim to the “North Pole”.  Harry alternately gasped and groaned as he was hosed down.  Then Zuberi stepped up holding a cattle prod.  It was innocent looking but a fearsome tool with a blue plastic handle, a 30 centimeter flexible shaft ending in a red plastic probe topped with two 1 centimeter aluminum prods.  Harry was soaking wet and this would help the electricity flow. 

He used the prod on Harry’s armpits, ball sack, his penis, buttocks, and anus.  When he was done, Harry was a broken man.  They threw him naked into a holding cell.  Next to some bad customers....all black; who soon threatened poor Harry with rape.  They kept Harry in this cell naked for two days.  When they came for him he was shivering and scared.  They gave him his clothes and after he dressed, they dragged him out of the cell.

They brought him to Munyambu.  Now, Harry’s attitude was a lot different.  But, when the Chief Inspector again demanded two million shillings, all Harry could do was beg and plead for some slack.  He told Munyambu that he could come up with maybe.... “a million shillings”. 

Munyambu grinned and said, “Well, that’s a start.  Let’s see what else you’ve got that’s worth something.”

Munyambu had Harry’s wallet in front of him.  He had already taken the cash.  He began thumbing through Harry’s family photos.  He found a nice picture of Harry’s wife and eldest daughter. 

“Tell me about them,” he demanded holding up the photos.

Harry mumbled how they were just a nice family.  Munyambu asked how old they were.  When Harry told him, 39 and 15 respectively, Munyambu then asked how many children he and his wife had.  Harry, nervous now, told him, “three”. 

“I’m in the movie business,” he said.  “I think I’d be willing to let you go for a “consideration” of one million shillings.  Your wife would have to work off the balance in my movies.  And any other jobs I have for her,” he grinned.  Kamau chuckled at this.  Harry felt his stomach tie up in knots.  ‘What had he gotten his family into?’

“Of course the alternative is for you to stay in jail until you can get a trial date.  The charges you’re facing could send you away for eight or nine years.  It’s up to you....Your wife goes to work....or you go to jail.  What’s it to be?”

Harry groaned.  He would have to explain it to his wife, Kate.  Munyambu told him that he give her the details.   Harry didn’t know what he was going to do. Should he tell Kate or should he keep his mouth shut.   When he got home to their house in the suburb of Parklands that night, he realized he had sold her into slavery. 

He kept staring at her, and at one point she asked him, “Honey...... is anything wrong?”

“Oh...no......”

“OK....now take that stuff out to the garage... like you promised,” she said.

“Uh....OK.”

Harry had entered a new world.  It was one where the signposts were strange and his own responses were not certain.  He would have to feel his way around. Over the next few days, Harry began to try and think things through.   But after a week, Harry decided to bring the subject up to his wife.  He was unsure of how to do it, but just told her the truth.  When he told her that she was going to have to work off his debt, she was stunned.  Kate’s face went pale. 

That night husband and wife had one of the most serious talks they’d ever had in their marriage.  After much back and forth, they both realized that it wasn’t Harry’s fault.  Munyambu had found a way to get his hands on both their throats.  It was a somewhat bumpy night for both.... but in the end, their marriage was intact.  Both knew that Munyambu held all the cards.  He was blackmailing them and now his wife was trapped in his web.  The next night, there was a dinner scheduled at their home for his in-laws.  After dinner, Kate was in the kitchen, when Harry got a call on his cell phone.  It was Munyambu and he wanted Kate and Harry to meet him and Kamau for a drink at a seedy bar on Friday at 9pm.

Cocktails

Friday night, after dinner they drove over and got a table.  Ten minutes later Munyambu came strolling in.  Soon they were all seated and drinks were ordered.  Several people, mostly black but a few whites too, came by to pay their respects. Munyambu grinned and shook hands.  He was a grizzled, lean smallish man with a pot belly.  A wiry moustache` and beard, well flecked with gray, adorned his long face.  He had a gold tooth and sinewy forearms.  After some small talk, Munyambu outlined for Kate how her husband had gotten into trouble.  The Chief Inspector explained that Harry had paid part of the bill.  And that she was to pay the rest.  He told her that she was to make herself “available” for his use.  He told her about his movies for example.

The Inspector made no secret of the fact that black men would be enjoying her “hospitality”.   Kate sat there stupefied.  Here was this man telling her that she would be sexually abused and there was nothing that either of them could do about it.  Both men chuckled as the Chief Inspector said this, making Harry sick with shame and forcing Kate to blush.  Munyambu was no one to trifle with.  Not in Kenya in 2007.  Everyone knew how corrupt the police were and a Chief Inspector was fairly high up in the food chain.

“You wanna be cooperative,” Kamau said, grinning at Harry and reaching over to put his hand on Kate’s.  Kate had remained quiet and had blushed at some of Munyambu’s remarks. 

Harry ran thru his options in his mind as he sat there.  There were very few choices.  Kate was just as staggered and distressed.  She had hoped that his recent arrest was a thing of the past, but now it was all out in the open and she was going to be made to suffer the consequences.  The worst thing was that they would be using her in THAT WAY.  And that she worried how she would be able to endure it.

Kamau, at one point, slid his chair closer to Kate’s.  Then he started putting his hand up her dress.  Kate tried to get his hand away but he was insistent.  Harry didn’t know what to do.   Kate began breathing heavier and closed her eyes.  Harry sat there feeling sick to his stomach not knowing if he should be watching or leaving as the black man groped his wife and soon, she was reacting.   It was obvious that Kamau had reached her “treasure” and was giving her a little workout with his fingers.  He turned her around to face him and Harry saw her look down at the very obvious bulge in Kamau’s trousers.

“I’m gonna take your wife to the men’s room.  You just relax.  We’ll be back in a few minutes,” Kamau said.

Harry protested, but Munyambu looked at him coldly and said, “all I have to do is hit three numbers on my phone and there’ll be four men here to take you back to the station.  When they get you there, they’ll give you the “North Pole” treatment again.  Now, is that what you want?”

Harry hung his head and said nothing.

“We’ll then....tell Kamau you want him to take your wife to the men’s room.”

Harry looked forlornly at his wife and she looked back at him as if to say, ‘there’s nothing either of us can do, honey.’ 

Harry gulped and said, “OK.”

Harry, humiliated, had to “offer” his wife to him.  It was like he was betraying her....selling her out.

“OK...        WHAT?”

“Please take my wife to the men’s room.”

“Say SIR.”

“Yes, Sir. Please take my wife to the men’s room.”

“That’s better.”

Kate looked over at her husband and then put her eyes down.  It was such a powerful moment.  With Harry staring, Kamau took Kate by the hand and led her away.   That left Harry sitting there with Munyambu.  A smarmy Kikuyu waiter came by and grinned at his obvious humiliation when he took his order.  Kamau sealed off the men’s room by putting up a sign.  He took Kate inside and then chased out the two men who were there to take a piss. 

Next, he got Kate up against the wall, made her pull her own panties down and then gave her a good fucking.  Men wanting to use the restroom heard him putting it to her hard.  It was obvious that a woman was being pleasured.  Harry worked on a third drink to ease his discomfort.  He felt overwhelmed. After all, it was his wife in there.

He didn’t know what to do.  He was mortified and hated the fact that the black waiter was witnessing his shame.  It was obvious to him, at that point, that Munyambu really enjoyed humiliating him.  It was pretty apparent that Munyambu reveled in being able to lord it over him.  The sounds coming from the restroom became more frantic, crude and raw and a few patrons had congregated outside the door wondering what was going on.  The sign said it was some sort of “police business”. 

Harry sat there sickened.  The waiter came back to inquire if they needed anything and at that point, Kate had gotten very loud.  From where Harry sat, both he and the waiter could hear her.  The waiter grinned and said something to a passing waitress in Swahili and she looked over at Harry and laughed.  Harry blushed.  It was a very humiliating moment.  After another 5 minutes or so, Kamau and Kate came back to the table.  She was disheveled and flushed.  Kamau was smiling and looked pleased with himself.

He led her by the hand.  Just to see him standing there with his wife and with her showing obvious signs of their sexing brought a lump to Harry’s throat.  Kate wondered, ‘what will this do to our marriage?’   Harry gulped and sweated.  Kamau went on to act in a way which established his domination of Kate and with every new indignity, Harry felt like he was being swept along in a wide, fast, muddy river.  The situation was provocative.  Munyambu had him, and now his wife caught like flies in a web.   The Inspector had several sticks to beat them with him. When Munyambu told Harry he would be bringing some “friends” over to their house the following weekend, Harry winced. 

“Next Friday night.  8pm.  Don’t make us come looking for you,” Munyambu said.

Harry looked at his wife.  She returned his look with one that said, ‘it’s going to get worse.’  Harry knew then this was the reason that Munyambu invited them for a drink.  To size them up as a couple, have Kamau fuck his wife in front of him and set a date for more fun and games.  Now that it was out in the open, Harry’s palms were wet.  With that said Munyambu called over the waiter and had Harry pay the bill.   They all went out to their cars. 

As Harry was driving them home, he turned to Kate several times, but neither knew what to say, so the ride home was quiet.  But as they got close to home, Harry reached over and put his hand on his wife’s thigh and worked it up until he got to her soaked crotch. When he felt the slimy gusset of her panties, he stepped on the accelerator and rushed the rest of the way.  When they got home, Harry pestered Kate to see her pussy full of another man’s cum.  He wanted to see what Kamau had done to her. 

When she stripped off her skirt and panties and he saw her reddened, swollen labia with the obvious signs of their sexing including some semen still drooling from her vagina, he went wild and begged her for sloppy seconds.  Almost immediately, he had her on the bed and tugged his trousers and shorts down.   Presently, he got his penis inside her and felt the wet, slippery feeling of another man’s semen in her sex hole and lost it.  He only managed to thrust a few times and ejaculated.  He had gotten too excited.

Kate was amazed at how he had reacted and made a mental note of it.  A basic emotional track had been laid down for both of them that night. Over the next several days they talked about what had happened and what would happen next.  Kate felt butterflies and experienced a nervous reaction every time she thought about it.  Harry found himself wondering how he was going to handle whatever Munyambu was going to do to them next.

Mommy in the Movies

“Are we beautiful, or are we BEAUTIFUL,” Kate laughingly asked?

Kate and her daughter Rebecca, known as Becky, were preening and primping in front of the mirror in the master room.  Fussing over their hair and make-up.

 

“Do you like my hair shorter,” Becky asked?  She had a dirty blonde mane that of late had gone way down her back.  Recently, she’d cut it shoulder length.

Kate, at 39, with thick, dark blonde locks, a classic face, full lips and big, blue-green eyes, was studying herself in the mirror as she applied a coat of lipstick, said, “what you ought to do is wear less make-up, young lady.”

“Like you do,” giggled Becky in response?

“Do as I say, not as I do,” said Kate trying to be serious.

Kate told her eldest daughter that she had to baby sit her younger brother and sister the following night at their grandparent’s house.  She wasn’t happy with that, but had no choice.   Harry, at breakfast on Saturday morning, reached over at one point and put his hand on Kate’s and gave it a squeeze.  They gave the maid the night off.

Friday night, Kate got ready and Harry was taken aback a bit to see that she was preparing as if it were a date.  She showered, shaved her underarms, put on perfume and some of her sexiest lingerie.  Harry dressed in a perfunctory way.  He wasn’t sure what his role would be.  They settled down and Harry fixed them both a drink as they waited. Then they heard a lorry coming up the back road behind their house.  Kate’s head swung around at the sound and Harry found himself looking and listening. 

He looked over and caught his wife’s eye.   Both of them shared feelings of fear and shame. They heard the sounds of the vehicle stopping and then there was the sound of someone knocking on their back door.  Harry went for it and in strode Munyambu, grinning, Kamau and a middle-aged Kikuyu woman.  This was Nyarai, one of the few female constables.  Munyambu reminded Harry about the money and Harry dutifully handed the Inspector an envelope with one million Kenyan shillings.  Then, the cops hustled the couple into the lorry and drove more than 12 kilometers to Pate Road.  When they got to the warehouse, the couple could see that it was a non-descript building in an otherwise typical industrial park.

Once inside, Lei Peng strode over.  He was the owner of Ajax Productions.  He owned the building and was the porn entrepreneur Munyambu had busted.  He was a medium sized 50 year old man with a paunch whose family had been in Kenya for two generations.  He trotted up and bowed to Munyambu and Kamau. He ignored Nyarai and the couple.  The place was cavernous inside.  It was dusty and partially empty.  There was something covered with tarps down at the far end and there were a row of cubicles and offices on one side of the building.  The windows were at a very great height - very dirty or blacked out. 

“Everything in readiness for you, Inspector.  As you say,” Peng said to the Inspector..... almost too respectfully.

At that moment, another group of men came in.  One of them was very big. 

He saluted Munyambu and Kamau.... who said to Harry, “We call him, Tembo.”

He was chuckling as he said this.  Harry’s stomach did flip-flops.  Humiliated, he didn’t know what to say and not wanting to say something stupid, kept his mouth shut.  He looked at Kate, wanting to make eye contact with her, but other than one quick glance and connection, she was as embarrassed as he was. 

“Let’s go,” Munyambu announced.

Down at the other end of the warehouse, there was a set and lights as well as one the cameras, both stationary and a mobile set-up.  There were three Chinese men wearing military uniforms and several black men.  Munyambu led Kate over with Kamau and Harry following.  No one said anything to Harry, who just trailed along behind.  On the set, there were several young Chinese, the crew, and they turned on the lamps and set was bathed in a bright lights.  Harry stared at a strange looking sawhorse sitting right in the middle of the set.  ‘What’s that,’ he wondered?  Harry had been hanging back, trying to be inconspicuous, if that were possible.

Munyambu turned to Kate and said, “Here’s the scene.  You’ve been captured by these guys,” he said pointing at the Chinese guys in uniform.  “This is supposed to take place somewhere in the Far East. They’ve been interrogating you and you haven’t cooperated. They’re gonna tell you to take off your clothes.  You don’t want to....so they strip you.  Then they put you on the pony. Got it?”

Kate gulped and tried to process all this.  She could hardly believe she was there. She had a vague, stupid hope that when Munyambu said he was in the movie business, that it was some soft-core thing.  Now, she suspected the worst and felt butterflies in her stomach.   Harry was shocked.  He felt like he was moving in heavy wet sand.  It wasn’t just the Inspector and Kamau. There was this new Chinese guy and then the Chinese actors in uniform and this old Kikuyu woman, and big black men..... and it was all happening very fast.  

Munyambu as almost an afterthought, said, “oh, Harry, you play the part of the husband who is forced to watch what they do to his wife.”

Harry heard him, but it didn’t sink in.  It was only when Munyambu had Kamau and another police constable who showed up, named Gachie who had several gold teeth in his mouth, and the two of them grabbed Harry and forced him into a chair, did it finally sink in.  Gachie was wearing a faux military uniform.  He would appear in the video as a “black mercenary”.

Kamau produced a pair of handcuffs from his belt.  They got Harry’s arms pulled back through the slats of the chair and cuffed him.  Harry struggled, but it was no use.  Lei Peng went around supervising.  He would also act as director.  And editor.  A regular jack of all trades.  While Munyambu was the real executive producer, Peng did all the work.  But the Chief Inspector had provided him with several things he didn’t have before.  First off, he got a steady supply of big, tall, virile, AIDs free, black men as actors.  Second, Munyambu had an older policeman, Corporal Mosi, who was a genius in purloining all sorts of equipment for use in the films. 

And Peng’s Asian audience liked their porn rough; with women being subjected to torture, especially centered on their sex organs. There was a ready market in Asia for gang-bang and “interrogation” videos.  And now, Peng had everything he needed to deliver this sort of product. So, there were some benefits to his relationship with the Chief Inspector.  Peng got into position and began to direct his actors. His three cameramen got themselves ready too.  Then Peng turned to Munyambu.

“OK, Inspector,” we are ready,” he said.

“Kate, get ready,” Munyambu said.

When Peng yelled, “action,” the Chinese guys in uniform came over and dragged her into the shot.  They were yelling at her and she got disoriented.  They yelled at her to strip, but she got disoriented.  So, the four of them stripped her.  Harry had to watch them manhandle her and before long she was naked.  First her beautiful silk blouse, her tight skirt, her shoes, her garter belt, her nylons, her bra and then her panties.  Peng directed them to move her to the “pony” at the center of the shot and had them mount Kate on the device.

When she was naked, her white skin, her mango-sized breasts, reddish-brown nipples and hairy pubic mount were exposed.  It was when Gachie pulled down her panties that the men could see how hairy she was.  The four Chinese and Gachie taunted and mocked her - calling her a “whore” in Chinese and English.  There was real pain in her face as they mocked her.  She felt waves of shame when they made her turn around and display herself.  She had wide hips, a round tummy and a big ass.  She was hairy between her legs and her thighs were full and sturdy.  Kate had begun sobbing softly.  It was sad to see.  Two of the Chinese actors made her throw her leg over the “pony” and got her seated so that her broad hips and full ass cheeks were centered.

When she had to throw her leg over the device, several of the men got a glimpse of a her clitoris that protruded from its hood in such a way that there was no missing it.  When she was seated on the pony Gachie made sure that she was properly positioned so it cleaved her slit.  As soon as she straddled the spine of the device, two men adjusted the legs so that the edge came in contact with her vulva, perineum and anus and she had to stand on her toes.  Kate squealed at this, using her calf muscles to keep her off the sharp edge. 

Gatchie grabbed her wrists and pulled them behind her.  She tried to struggle, but already mounted on the “pony” there was little she could do.  Gatchie secured both wrists with a pair of handcuffs.  She began whimpering.  Harry looked over at his wife....who was as white as a ghost.....It was disturbing to say the least....but also strangely exciting to see her controlled. 

Just how crude and rough this video was to be was driven home when one of the Chinese actors took Kate’s panties and pulled them over her head.  He made sure he got the crotch centered right over her nose and mouth.  This was very humiliating.  They acted like this was the funniest thing they had ever seen and began hooting and hollering.  Some clapped as they joked with each other in Chinese.  Harry saw the huge degradation for what it was and felt a shiver go down his spine. 

First off, Kate stayed on her toes.  It was easy at first and then became harder and harder and after a few minutes she sat down. She stayed on the sharp edge for only a minute before she rose up again.  This went on for a while and the time on her toes became shorter and shorter.  Eventually her calves burned terribly.  She would sit for awhile, but the knife-edged pressure on her sensitive labia, vaginal opening, perineum and asshole would drive her to stand again. 

The cameramen, with the mobile unit, zeroed in on her pussy and her suffering face as she began to go up and down.  She was whimpering, moaning and occasionally she would let out a heart-rending groan.  She had begun to sweat heavily from her exertions and the damp crotch of her panties had become pasted with sweat to her nose and mouth.  A Chinese kid had been snapping shots with a camera to get still shots and the flash became a constant punctuation to what was happening.

As Harry fought rising feelings of shame and helplessness coupled with rising feelings of sexual arousal as Kate began to “bob” up and down on the pony.  She was soon bouncing up and down like she was riding a horse at full gallop.  It was a sight to see and from her lips a keening wail soon accompanied her ride.  They let her ride for while and Harry couldn’t help but think that she was being made to perform like a trained seal. He was ashamed that he had gotten aroused at the sight of his wife being tortured and sexually humiliated.  Gatchie came over and pulled down her panties covering her nose and mouth so they ended up around her neck.  Now everyone could see her face.

Expressions of sheer horror......shame.....loathing.......agony.....and submissive resignation alternately lit up her face like afternoon rain clouds moving across a summer sky.  It was something to see.  Eventually, the actor playing the “Captain” got up and went over to her.

“Wanna get off,” he asked her in broken English?”

“Oh, God....yes....YES.....YES....oh GOD....YES,” she wailed.

“Oh...Yes.....YES....YES...JUST LET ME OFF...PLEASE!”

“Will you tell us,” he asked, following the script’s need for her to “confess”?

“Y....YES....”

With that he motioned to the others to let take her off.  When she was finally on her own two feet, she stood with her legs open and rubbed her sore pussy.  It was very sore and tender.....Her labia had swollen....her girl bits were a bit raw.... and she had suffered some bruising.  She wanted to sink to the floor, cradle her face in her hands and just cry.  But this was not to be.  They hauled her around and bent her over the pony.

The “Captain” smacked her dimpled white ass five or six times with his open hand, making it red and told her to, “wiggle fat ass, slut.” 

Kate soon began to move her ass in the most coarse and vulgar way; and Harry was amazed seeing his wife perform like a trained animal.  He had never seen her do anything like it. Two of the actors wheeled a table onto the set.  It was some sort of crude gynecological table.

“Get slut on table,” the “Captain” yelled at his men in broken English.  (The majority of the film would be in Chinese, and any English spoken by the white or black actors would turned into Chinese subtitles onscreen.)

He and the others muscled Kate onto the table. They put her on her back and made her hold her legs apart and pull her thighs back towards her breasts.  They tied her hands over her head and lashed her knees to two uprights on either corner of the table.   Harry’s eyes were almost bugging out of his head.  Seeing his wife exposed like that, with her pussy obscenely displayed, was almost too much for him. 

Two other constables from Munyambu’s Langata station were costumed.  They would appear in the video too.  Gacheru and Gatura.  Both were in their late twenties and of medium height.  Along with Gachie, these three policemen would appear as “black mercenaries” in the movie and shot so that their faces were not seen. They wore generic camouflage khakis and dark sunglasses and Peng was under orders from Munyambu to avoid shooting them so they could be identified.

As the Chinese now had Kate prepared on the table the three blacks stepped forward to “abuse” her.   The three men pulled out their black cocks.  All were a bit larger than average.  Gachie came over to Kate and began to play with her pussy. He pulled on her inflamed, puffy labia and pushed back the hood of her clitoris to expose the bud.

“I’m gonna show you what a slut you are,” he said to her.

With that, he began working his fingers into Kate’s vagina.  He got his long second and third fingers inside her and hooked them toward the front wall of her vagina.   Then, he began frigging her.  Within seconds, he had her spurting like a fountain and crying out in the throes of orgasm.  Harry had never manipulated her vagina in such a way and to see her cum so hard and wet blew him away.  He looked down and realized much to his shame, that he had gotten an erection. 

“She’s a dirty slut and needs big, black dick,” Gachie exclaimed. 

The Chinese actors then carried Harry, cuffed to the chair, into the “scene”.  He protested feebly and stared like a dumb cow led to slaughter.

Kate began to whimper, as Gacheru, younger, taller and better looking, stepped up to toy with her pussy.

He asked her teasingly, “want more, slut?” 

Kate just moaned but as he teased her clitoris she began begging, “please don’t ….PLEASE DON’T.” 

He laughed at her.  So did all the others.   Gatura, stroking his dick, encouraged Gacheru to, “fuck her good.”

Gacheru, holding his cock like a weapon, worked it in slowly.   After a moment….Kate grunted as he picked up the pace.  His dick tugged on her labia with each thrust.  Soon, he had the whole thing in her hot, red sex.  Then he fucked her slow and steady.  His tall frame seemed to dwarf her.  Gatura leaned over and began pinching her nipples and then pulling on them. 

She was breathing hard….panting.  Kate was whimpering and moaning as the black man fucked her steady and deep.  Harry was mesmerized by watching another man put his penis into Kate.  He couldn’t turn away.  To see how someone else moved.  Gacheru, whose humping had been smooth and powerful,  started getting jerky and making noises like he was about to cum, but then slowed down....going real slow in and out again. 

And soon Kate rewarded him with a wet, twitching orgasm.  She shook and moaned for about 15 seconds as her vagina clenched and squeezed his cock ….then the man, ready to cum now, started fucking her hard and deep.  He held onto her thighs and convulsively clutched at her as he began to hump her in a frenzied way.  The cameraman got close to the action to catch shots of his dick going in and out of her stretched pussy.  All very wet and nasty.

“Uh....uh….Take my load……here it cums….. SLUT,” he yelled as he came.

“Fill her up,” Gatura yelled.

Harry could tell the man was shooting a big load, from his vantage point, on the sidelines, because he had taken his balls out and they went up and down as he made a deposit into Kate’s cunt.  He was buried balls deep; all of it inside her.  Little dribbles of cum soon escaped her cunt and oozed out around his black pole.  The cameraman got in close to capture it all.  Gacheru enjoyed her tight sheath for a moment longer….then pulled out with a pop…. stepped back and finally lumbered away from the table.  Gachie and Gatura “high-fived” with him. Kate lay there in a stupor….looking dreamy……her vagina spasming in little jerky movements.  Her cunt was dilated open and a thick river of cum drooled out.

Gachie leaned in and said to Kate, “you’ve got a cunt full of cum slut….taste it.” 

He brought his right hand down to her messy pussy and scooped up globs of gooey semen mixed with her vaginal secretions on two fingers and brought it to her lips. He repeated the process, this time inserting his fingers deeper to get the deposit still inside.   He brought them to her mouth….looked at Harry…and then everyone watched as she licked his fingers. She did this over and over again…without being told to…just licked his fingers clean and then licked her lips.  Harry was in hell.  Seeing another man fuck his wife for the first time was mind-blowing.  His penis had betrayed him....gotten erect and drooled in his pants.  He was in such a state that he felt he was going to have a heart attack.  His face was flushed and he was perspiring too.

The Chinese playing the “Captain” looked over at him and said to Gachie, “let female soldier have fun with him.”

Before Harry, who was in a semi-hypnotized state, knew what was happening, Gachie crooked a finger at Nyarai, who was waiting off camera.  She was wearing a faux military uniform.  The Kikuyu woman was not pretty.  She was 45, of medium height and heavy-set, weighing about 75 kilos.  She had big tits, a fat stomach and a big ass.  Her hair was cropped short and she had two gold teeth.  Her hands were rough from years of hard work.  She was one of a handful of female constables.  And, she was no lover of mzungus. 

Harry, sensing her real nature, squirmed when she came near him.  He watched as she knelt down next to him again and was hugely humiliated when she unbuckled his trousers and pulled them and his shorts down around his ankles.  Now, everyone could see his erection - including his wife.   But he had no choice and sat there helplessly bound as Nyarai mocked him and slapped at his penis.   Harry’s penis was stiff and the tip had had begun drooling.  He blushed at being put into this situation. 

It was at that moment, that Harry looked over at Tembo and as the big man came into frame, he stood with his arm akimbo and then dramatically dropped his trousers and shorts.   The cameraman caught Harry looking at Tembo’s cock; and this made Harry look away embarrassed.  But when Harry sneaked a peek and saw his equipment, he knew why they called him Tembo.  That meant “elephant” in Swahili.  

The man was unreal.  He was 200 centimeters tall and 106 kilos and his cock was appropriate in size for his big frame.   And now, as Tembo was stepping up to the table to fuck his wife, all Harry could do was watch as another man, one with an oversize cock, fuck his wife.  He stared.  The man was tall and heavy-boned.  His head was shaved and was almost blue-black in color.  Munyambu had found him loading baggage at the airport.

Tembo

His cock was so long and thick that it looked like it belonged to another species.  As he pulled back the thick foreskin, which in itself was sort of gross and formidable, Harry couldn’t help but stare at it.   The big man was ready to take his pleasure.  He began to wave it around displaying it to both Kate on the table and Harry bound to his chair.  The cameraman caught the looks on the faces of husband and wife.  It was a good shot.  It seemed to Harry that the man’s penis was as big as Kate’s forearm.  It looked like it belonged on a horse.  His testicles were big too.  The head of his monstrous penis was purplish-red and the shaft seemed as thick as a man’s wrist.  Harry watched it bobbing up and down as he got between Kate’s legs.

Harry had a clear view and saw the look on Kate’s face as he aimed it at her sloppy hole.  Her face showed fear.  The camera was getting it all.  Harry wasn’t sure how it would fit.  Tembo got between Kate’s widely splayed thighs and put the head against her wet labia.  First, he teased her with it. Making her moan.  It blew Harry’s mind to hear Kate making such noises.  As he worked it in, Harry couldn’t believe how his wife could take something that big, but she just moaned and whimpered.  Her pussy was juicing like mad. The cameraman got very close....His grip, holding a boom mike, made sure to catch all of Kate’s passionate caterwauling.

As the cock entered her and her cunt was stretched, Harry could see she was going to be totally impaled.  His mouth dropped opened as he watched. With Kate moaning and whimpering, Tembo pushed it in.  It looked to Harry as if her whole pelvis was being invaded as the man’s oversized cock violated her hole which had already been stretched by Gacheru.  When Tembo pulled back a little, it looked like Kate’s insides were being pulled out. When he thrust it in, it seemed like it would come out of her mouth.

As he penetrated her to the fullest extent, Harry looked and thought he could actually see his wife’s stomach bulge as the man’s cock filled her.  The cameraman caught a shot of her belly as Tembo’s “sword” went all the way into her “sheath”.  Harry found himself just gaping at the sight of the man’s erection buried in his wife’s vagina.  Until this, Harry had never seen another man’s erection in the flesh before.  Seeing Gacheru’s black dick, which was larger than his own, was one thing.  But, this man’s cock was a nightmare.  It was truly huge – a full 24 centimeters in length, coal black and thick as a beer bottle.  Tembo noticed Harry staring. 

He turned to the husband and said, “do you like seeing this in your woman?  Is it big enough for her?”

Tembo, at that point, pulled his dick all the way out and this made Kate involuntarily whimper as one minute she was stuffed full and the next, her sexhole was empty.  Next, holding it like a weapon, he rubbed it up and down her open pussy. Then he worked it in again and began to fuck her…easy at first…then harder, holding her white thighs in his paws and thrusting in and out. 

Harry was embarrassed by his erection which was throbbing and drooling, and which Nyarai, would slap teasingly,  but he couldn’t take his eyes away from what he was seeing.  He eyeballed the big dick going  in and out of his wife’s sex.  So did the camera.

Kate cried out, “OH GOD....OH GOD!”

It was overwhelming for Harry to hear her as she was sexed.  But, from her “uhs”, “ahs” and “ohs”....as they got louder and louder it was obvious she was very worked up.  As Tembo slammed his hips forward, in one convulsive move, Kate’s voice hit a higher octave as he obviously had reached a very deep, sensitive place inside.  He alternated deep thrusting with pumping her with short, little strokes.

With so much cock in her pussy, crying, yelping sounds came out of Kate.  She almost took the whole thing.  Maybe an inch didn’t fit.  His big balls slapped against her asshole with every thrust.  Her moans and groans just went on and on as Tembo hit a steady rhythm.  Nyarai, meanwhile, had begun to play with Harry’s penis.  She knew what she was doing and was soon masturbating him.  She sped up and did it harder to increase his arousal as Kate began getting louder. 

At this point, Harry’s body wanted to ejaculate so bad that his eyes watered.  Nyarai, cruelly took her hand from his prick and squeezed his ball sack to slow down his excitement.   She cooled him off to keep him on the boil.  As Tembo brought Kate close to an orgasm Nyarai got Harry close to ejaculating and then frustrated him by stopping and squeezing his balls sadistically. 

She pulled his testicles down into the sack, stretching the bag and then twisted his scrotum to trap them.  Then she squeezed them slowly. When Harry looked at her imploringly to stop, she grinned sadistically at him as if to say, ‘I’m gonna make you suffer - mzungu.’  She was controlling his arousal and wanted to make him ejaculate at just the right time.  She was driving him crazy in the bargain too.  And with his balls starting to ache like they did when he was a teenager, Harry’s body wanted to cum so badly he was ready to cry.  The cameraman caught the action cutting from Nyarai’s hand on Harry’s stiff penis to her face grinning sadistically and then to his face showing anguish.

Tensing up, Kate began what seemed like a cross between a bark and a yelp.  It got louder and louder and then she seemed to shriek.  She had a huge, squirting wet orgasm that wet Tembo’s groin.  It just went on and on. He fucked her some more and she came again.  He just kept fucking her.  Harry was amazed.  At one point, he pulled almost all the way out and grabbed one of her tits, real rough, and then slammed back into her in one violent motion.

She screamed.   Harry couldn't believe the sounds of pure lust and crazed ecstasy coming out of his wife’s mouth.   Every few strokes, Tembo forced his cock all the way in to the bottom of her vagina and made her cry out.  He fucked her hard.  In-and-out – HARD – again and again.  On each in-stroke it didn’t seem like it was going to fit inside.  Then somehow it went all the way back in.  It looked nasty too…his big coal black log reaming her hot, red hole framed by her engorged pink and purple labia. 

And everything wet and glistening with her vaginal secretions as she was juicing heavily on his horse cock.  His big balls slapped her on and a ring of nasty fuck cream built up all around the base of his dick.  Each time he pulled out, Kate’s distended labia seemed to grip his shaft.  Her voice, choked with lust, was barely understandable. 

Her womanly juices, once clear and thin, were now smeared thick and nasty all over his dick.  It was glistening – milky - streaked with a nasty ring of lather all around the base of his dick.   Tembo also teased her….pulling it out so just the head was inside to make her whimper and writhe.  Then he’d go back to fucking her with short, fast strokes.  Kate grunted like a pig when he did this.  Her cunt had squirted  juice over his balls. You could hear slurpy, wet, nasty sounds as his cock went in and out.  There was a growing river of secretions which had drooled from her vagina down onto the edge of the table and dripped to the concrete below.

Her hole was stretched tight – the labia looked like two red rubber bands – stretched tight.  It looked like a python had squeezed itself into her vagina.  On the in-stroke, his thick cock dragged her labia into the hole.  It was so thick that Kate’s clitoris was pulled and pushed when her labia were dragged in and out too.  The pressure on every part of her hot pussy had her close to cumming again.

By now she was delirious, her babbling beyond words, as he fucked her steadily.  Tembo shifted from low to high gear and kept pounding her.  Harry sat there writhing, bound to the chair, as Tembo pounded his wife and Nyarai teased him unmercifully.  Harry could see the man’s black ass.... the muscular cheeks clenching and relaxing.  He sexed her slow and deep for awhile…all the way to the bottom of her hole and Kate groaned and her vagina clutched at him convulsively, each time. Then he really pounded her for a half dozen strokes.

Kate began to scream,  “OH GOD, OH GOD.”

And then a chorus of “uhs”, “ahs”, and “ohs” got louder until she was shrieking as she had a huge uterine-vaginal orgasm of epic proportions.  Just as Kate was crying out in the throes of her orgasm, Nyarai took Harry’s penis firmly in hand and jerked him hard for a half-dozen strokes and then easy for two or three and made him ejaculate.  He came and came....  His semen burst forth to land wetly on his thighs and on Nyarai’s hand and wrist.  She milked him and crooned softly in his ear, stretching out the pleasure for him.

Tembo still pounded her and Kate....she went back to grunting and then moaning….and finally screaming as she was overwhelmed by another orgasm.  She began to have continuous multiple orgasms and babbled like a crazy woman as he fucked her silly.  Kate buried under him with her white legs up and her eyes rolling back every time she came.  As Tembo forced his arm-sized cock in and out of her vagina to make her cum again, she came again and then again.  Her orgasms seemed to run into one another.  She grunted and moaned and then screamed as she came.  Over and over again. 

The smell of sex filled the set. Tembo grunted and kept fucking her as he now wanted to cum.  He dripped sweat on Kate. As he approached his orgasm, his heavy nut sack tightened up, his back muscles knotted and finally his butt cheeks clenched.  Finally he stopped with his cock fully inside her vagina.  His kinky black pubic hair was meshed with her pubic hair. As his balls yo-yoed up and down in his sack and his butt clenched tight, his load erupted - from his big balls into Kate’s stretched hot sex hole. 

He finally pulled out and stepped back.  His cock came out with a wet “plop” sound. Harry looked at the river of pearly cum drooling out of his wife’s hot, reddened hole. So did the camera.  There was cum oozing and dripping down the crack of her ass adding to the puddle on the table and the concrete floor below. Kate just lay there whimpering as Tembo used his fingers and scooped some of it up.  He presented it to her and she licked it off his fingers.   He then smiled at Harry, who avoided his eyes.  Kate’s vagina kept quivering and spasming.  The cameraman zoomed in close to catch a glimpse as her hole looked like an invisible glass tube was keeping it open. You could see up inside.  Big globs of semen drooled from her hole. 

Her thighs and ass cheeks were sloppy with cum, her bush was matted with semen, and her swollen pussy was a mess - drooling black man’s baby batter down the crack of her ass.  Tembo got his wet dick, still half-hard, by Kate’s face. At his command, she cleaned his messy dick and balls for him.  And then he made her take his dick into her mouth after it had been in her pussy.  It was so nasty.

He smiled at Harry and said, “your wife loves big, black dick.”

Harry groaned as Nyarai had begun teasing him again.  It wasn’t hard for Harry to become erect again.  His body was on autopilot.  For the next 30 minutes Gachie and Gatura men took turns with Kate.  They got her lying on the table with her feet on the floor and her legs spread.  Her arms were above her head, bound to the table, as Gachie fucked her and then Gatura. They had so much energy and stamina, Harry was flabbergasted.  They used Kate until she was totally drained.  Harry protested, at one point, as Kate seemed exhausted.  He thought she’d reached her limit and said something to Munyambu.

But both men glared at him and Gatura said, “Give it a rest. Your wife is a slut.  She can take a herd of elephants.”

Harry watched helplessly they took her.  When Gatura ejaculated in her vagina and then Gachie, they repositioned her on her belly on the table.  Harry figured that someone was going to fuck her again, but instead, as the two men held her, Nyarai got a strap and began whipping Kate's ass hard with it.  She whipped her ass two dozen times with it before she stopped.  The cameraman concentrated on the blows landing on her plump, dimpled ass cheeks with a sound like a pistol shot.  Kate moaned and whimpered as she was being  “tortured” by the black female “mercenary”.  Harry had gotten another erection.  Later he would be swamped by guilt for being aroused as his wife was being whipped.   Finally, they were done.  They untied Harry. 

It was mid-afternoon, when the couple was allowed to dress and leave.  Harry embraced his wife, who was exhausted.  When they left the warehouse, the smell of raw sex was everywhere.  Harry had come to see a side of his wife he never knew existed; and had discovered that Munyambu would manipulated the both of them into terrible situations.  He realized that Munyambu had a terrible hold on them.  Little did he know what else was in store for them...

The next day over coffee husband and wife discussed what they should or could do.  It was obvious that that the video shot the previous day was just the start of more exploitation by Munyambu.  Kate cried at one point, contemplating her future.  The subject of disease came up and Harry calmed her fears when he shared with her what Munyambu had told him just before they left.  That all his crew were tested every month as part of the government’s campaign to combat the HIV virus. 

“He said that this was Kenya, not Zimbabwe. That making sure his people were healthy was important to him....that’s what he told me,” Harry said.

They were disposed to believe him. At least they wanted to. Kate was on birth control, using an IUD coil, as she was of childbearing age, so concerns about pregnancy were not an issue after the debaucheries of the previous day.  After this, Munyambu began giving Kate on a regular basis to members of his crew - as a reward.  Munyambu and Kamau had sessions with Kate in their own home during the day when Harry and the children were away.  She was obliged to let herself  be used in whatever way Munyambu wanted.  He warned her that any resistance would be met with punishment or worse, he would send Harry to prison.

Working Girl

One day Munyambu called Kate.   He was going to have Mosi pick her up and take her to a client to let him see the “goods”.  He was going to sell her ass.  She was now a prostitute.  It was a bit embarrassing as her kids were at home.  Kate went very red in the face especially when Munyambu told her to put on a tight skirt and blouse and, “no bra”.   The day was cooler so Kate had no plans to wear anything more than a blouse. 

Within 30 minutes a police lorry showed up with Corporal Mosi driving.  He would act as Kate’s pimp-escort.   Sergeant Kamau was also there and he produced a little box from the glove compartment.   He opened the box and inside was a metal device.  It fitted into the mouth and it was like two spring clamps joined together.

One was sprung shut and the other was open.  He told Kate that when they took a girl to meet a “client”, he liked the girl to keep quiet so the “Chatterbox”, as he called it, did just  that.  It was small and fit in the mouth discreetly.   One end gripped the tongue and the other end fit behind the teeth and was sprung open so Kate had to use some effort to keep her mouth closed.  It was very humiliating.  But he insisted and made Kate open her mouth; then he put it in.  Immediately she realized it was almost impossible to talk and if she tried...no one would understand her.  

Also, she began to salivate like mad.  She had to keep her mouth closed so she didn’t dribble.  Mosi handed Kate some tissues in case she had to say something and then they drove to the Nairobi Hilton.   On the drive over Kamau talked, telling Kate what was expected of her.  They gave the lorry to the valet and walked through the lobby.   It felt weird to Kate with the “Chatterbox” in her mouth and she kept looking around to see if people were looking at her or worse.... if someone recognized her.  They got to the Jockey Pub, decorated to look like a British club.  

They were seated in a booth and Kamau and Mosi ordered a beer on tap from the waiter.  Kate, worried about drooling, so she didn’t order anything.  She couldn’t speak anyway; and wasn’t sure she could drink it with the “Chatterbox” in her mouth.  The guy soon showed up.  He was a white and in his mid -thirties.  A contractor who did government business.  He was of medium height and average looks....a Brit like Kate. 

As they sat at a table with him and he got his beer, Kamau ordered Kate to undo her blouse.  He was giving his “pitch” telling the guy about Kate:  what she would do and how much it would cost.  He told the man, whose name was Richard,  all Kate’s personal details and told him how she'd be happy to have intercourse and of course suck his cock.  Mosi smiled and grinned and Kate felt like a piece of meat.

Then, Kamau pulled her blouse open so Rickard could see her full, fat D cup tits in all their glory.  Kate was embarrassed as it was very apparent that her nipples were hard and erect....the areolas covered with pebbly bumps and the nipples as large as pencil erasers.  Naturally the guy said he'd like her to arrange a “meeting” with Kate, after seeing that.  Discovering that she was a “hot wife”....married with children did it for him.  He found MILFs very much to his taste.  When Kate and the cops got back to the lorry, Mosi told her that he’d pick her up on Wednesday and take her to meet the guy and that possibly there was another meeting that same afternoon too. 

Kate asked, “two in one day?” 

Mosi grinned and said, “Yep..... Whore.”

Most of the sessions Kate had were over pretty quick...hotel rooms mostly but occasionally Mosi would take her to a pub or hotel parking lot where she would have to “perform” in the back seat of a car with a guy - which was pretty sordid.  But the low, grubby circumstances made her feel like a cheap whore.  It was disturbing that she came most of the time.  The most humiliating sessions was when Kate was made to dress up as if she was a slutty 14 year old girl. 

Her outfit one these occasions consisted of a short skirt, tight tube top, ankle socks, heels, lots of make-up and skimpy, sexy lingerie.  If she had to meet someone in a hotel coffee shop or bar dressed like that, she dreaded running into anyone she knew.  From her dress it was obvious that she was crazy or a prostitute.  It was simply mortifying...Harry began to feel impotent.  He was being forced into being sexual excited at what was being done to his wife and what was happening to him.  

Harry realized he was caught like a rat in a trap and had few options.  Thirty or forty years ago, a Brit like him would have fought back.  But with Kenya no longer a colony and 99% of the population black, the whites and Indians were now the minorities.  They were in no position to fight back and win.  Harry knew that if he gave Munyambu any trouble, he was in hot water.  The legal troubles would bankrupt them.  And he could go to jail.  Or the Inspector could dump the pictures of his wife on the Internet. 

And the indignities continued to multiply.  One Sunday Kamau and Zuberi came over when Harry and Kate were entertaining her parents, both in their 60s, at dinner.  They barged in and Harry was forced to introduce them.   They were soon was seated at table.  Kate’s mom and dad didn’t know what to make of the two men.  Kamau did little things to embarrass the couple including slapping Kate on the ass whenever she went around the table serving.  Becky was embarrassed and left the table.

Kate’s parents were mystified by their presence at first and then revolted.  It got worse as Kamau made it clear to Kate that he wanted her to go to their bedroom with them.  He told her to get a pot of lard from the kitchen.  Kate’s folks looked at her; she was so embarrassed.  It was so obvious that they treated her like a sex slave.  She excused herself and left the room with them. 

Presently, the sounds of Kate being pleasured began to waft down to the living room.  Harry had to sit there entertaining his in-laws with the sound of his wife in the throes of orgasm clearly heard.  His humiliation knew no bounds as there was no doubt as to what was going on. Eventually, embarrassed for their daughter and their son-in-law, Kate’s parents left.  Kate was finally sent down to the kitchen to fetch some beer for the men. 

Kamau and Zuberi had been enjoying her charms so she was naked and wet with sweat, her secretions and semen.  Harry was waiting in the living room.  She told him that the men wanted for him to come to the bedroom, so he helped her with the beer and they headed back upstairs.  In the hallway they ran into Becky who had been listening to her mother’s noisy sexing.  She looked at her mother, naked as the day she was born and then at Harry carrying beer.  She asked plaintively what was going on.  Kate was too embarrassed to say anything.  Harry told her that he would explain it all to her later.  Both husband and wife were embarrassed by having their daughter witness their shame.  Kate was acutely aware of the wetness running down her thighs as she spoke with her daughter...

Kate’s Next Movie

The experience at the warehouse had shattered Harry.  Seeing his wife sexed by other men....seeing close-up her response to being dominated and worked over had devastated him.  Husband and wife had a good marriage in many ways before all this started.  Their good relationship and communication help sustain them through this terrible period.   Both talked about how they felt.  Kate, with Harry prodding her, admitted that she had reached orgasm during the hard, rough sex. 

But there was something more.  She confessed that the humiliations were ends in themselves.  She had enjoyed being turned into a sex object.  Having someone totally in control of her was a new experience and she confessed that submitting to another person had an effect on her.  Harry was dumbfounded by this.  He didn’t know or understand this side of her at all and struggled to deal with the feelings it provoked in him.

When Munyambu called Harry and told him to bring his wife to the warehouse that next Saturday, to made a new porn tape, both husband and wife were filled with churning emotions.  At 1pm - the appointed time, Kate and Harry showed up at the cinder block building on Pate Road.  There were a dozen men outside – working, raking and arranging stones and rocks.  A man was at the door.  When the couple went to the door, the smallest smile creased his face.  When the couple went inside, they stood for a moment and then Harry got a chair for Kate to sit on.  He sat down as well and they waited. Presently, Kamau showed up with Lei Peng. 

Kamau said to Kate, “The Inspector told me to give you the drill today.  You’re a housewife who’s been captured and brought to a warehouse.  So, far it’s no stretch...is it,” he laughed.  Kate and Harry didn’t respond.  “Guys grab you and then they decide to use you.   So, you’re gonna get to show a whole lot of guys some “hospitality” today,” he said smiling.  “We have some jailbirds working for us today too.  They’re the “extras”. Do you understand?”

Kate looked at him blankly.  She wasn’t sure exactly what was expected of her.  Then Kamau explained that she was going to be giving blowjobs and some of the men would jerk off on her face.  It was gross and frankly....unbelievable.  Harry was stunned.  ‘Munyambu is sick,’ he thought to himself.  It wasn’t so much sexual as just sheer degradation.

Kamau, put up his hand and said, “stay right where you are.”

He turned and whistled.  Zuberi, Gachie and Gacheru appeared from an office.

They had on black shirts with no insignia, trousers and shoes.  Peng called for his cameraman with the hand-held, Chang and gave him instructions.  Following this, he turned to Kate and said, in a formal, stilted way, “I hope you do a very fine performance.”

And then he bowed.  Kate didn’t know what to do.  Zuberi took her by the arm and steered her back to the front door.  Poor Harry....he didn’t know what to do, so he just tagged along. Peng and Chang followed with a grip holding a light.  When they got to the door, Peng went outside and began, using a meter, to measure light from different angles.  Then he said, “here,” to Zuberi.

“Missy, you walk this way,” Peng said to Kate indicating she should walk on the sidewalk past the building...past the workers. 

Kate took her mark and began strolling...and then Zuberi, Gachie and Gacheru pulled on black ski masks and came running over and grabbed Kate. She was so startled, that she screamed. They got control of her and dragged her back into the building past the workers.  All recorded by Chang on the hand-held.  Once inside, Peng supervised her being dragged down to the “set-up”.  There was a rack set up and in this lighted area, the three men stripped Kate.  They were rough with her and practically tore her clothes off. 

Then they hung her up from the rack by her wrists.  Harry stared at his wife hung like a piece of meat....ready for the whip or worse.  Gachie squirted clear hand lotion from a bottle all over her tits, belly, hips, back and ass.  Zuberi came over playing the leader and began berating her and calling her names.  He and Gacheru began grabbing and squeezing her tits and pulling on her nipples.  Then Zuberi shoved his hand between her legs to roughly grab her cunt.  Chang cut close on the action going from their faces to her face and then to their hands wherever they grabbed her.

Harry watched mesmerized.  Kate, feeling a bit shocked and even frightened....it all seemed so real....began to respond to what they were doing to her.  Especially as they began to touch her in more sexual ways.  When it was clear that she wasn’t going to give them what they wanted, Zuberi came up with a cattle prod.  It was the same fearsome tool with a blue plastic handle, and flexible shaft they had used on Harry at the police station.   The red plastic probe was topped with two 1 centimeter aluminum prods and when Zuberi showed this to Kate, she began pleading and crying.  They squirted more lotion on her to conduct the electricity.

Zuberi focused on her wet tits, especially her nipples, her armpits, belly, pubic mound, vulva, buttocks, and her anus.  After ten minutes of intense torture, she had screamed herself hoarse.  Her body was scored with a dozen marks about two centimeters apart.   Her tits were covered with them.  She had begun to sob and Harry was beside himself.  He was powerless to help her.  When someone asked him if he was ready to see his wife suck cock, he groaned. 

He had been blackmailed into giving up his wife.  What they were now doing to her was pure mental torment for him and terrible for her. They cut Kate down.  Then the crew took a break while they reloaded the cameras with film.  Kate was allowed to sit and Harry came over to comfort her.  Soon, Peng was ready to continue.

“Time is money,” he said.

The three black men got Kate on her knees for the degrading ordeal.  As she knelt there, she was ordered her to put her hands behind her head, and she did so. Harry got humiliated when someone told all men that he was Kate’s husband.  This exposure made him want to dry up and blow away......He could not look at any of the men after this. Deep down, stirring in Kate’s soul too, she felt a sliver of longing…some craving for this new degradation. 

Zuberi grinned evilly as he looked down at Kate kneeling there. The camera could only see his eyes and mouth, but he had projected plenty of lust and distain for the white woman kneeling in front of him.  He would go first.  He got right in front of her and stood with legs akimbo in an exaggerated stance.  Then he unzipped and pulled his cock out. Chang went from his cock back and forth to her face to get her reactions.

 

Kate stared at his crotch as he took hold of his uncircumcised cock.  She couldn’t help looking at it.  She could not help staring the way a bird, trying to avoid the snake, is compelled to look anyway.  His cock was almost fully engorged and hard.  He began frigging it close to her face; soon, there was a smear of pre-cum at the tip.  He grabbed her by the hair.  His hard penis reared back towards his abdomen from the kinky black hair at his groin.  He rolled the foreskin back so the glans showed polished and gleaming with pre-cum already leaking from the hole at the tip.  He grinned as he enjoyed his domination of Kate.  To humiliate her, he made her kiss his cock like a lover.  His cock was an inch or two larger and thicker than average.

He rubbed it all over Kate’s face - smearing his pre-cum in little snail trails all over her face.  Then, upping the degradation level higher, he yanked her head around by the hair and made her take it in her mouth.  He forced it in so it reached the bend to her throat and this made her gag.   Then he took it out, slapped her face with it, and rubbed the wet tip all over her mouth and cheeks. 

Gacheru and Gachie watched with an erection –both men enjoying what Kate was being forced to do.  And when she flattened her tongue so he could run the entire length of his cock over its silky surface, getting it wet and harder, Gacheru elbowed Gachie chuckling at Kate’s sluttish behavior.  Soon Zuberi had his cock all the way in her mouth and she was sucking on it like a baby….

 

At first she could take most of his length into her mouth.  Sucking and working it with her tongue and lips, but when his cock touched the back of her throat, she gagged.  Then, grabbing her by the hair in one hand and his cock in the other, he made her take more of it.  He took all the control away from her.  Her mouth began drooling…...getting wet and sloppy.  Soon, he was forcing his whole cock in and out – just face fucking her.  He would do that for a few moments, and then give her a chance to breathe.  He had a good-sized cock and set a fast pace. 

 

He barked at her, “Suck it, slut.” 

 

With her hot mouth on his dick, it reached its full erect size, and taking the whole thing became a challenge for Kate.  He forced it all the way to the opening of her throat - past the back of her tongue and this made her gag over again and again.

She would cough and gag and he would take it out to let her catch her breath.  With her eyes tearing, her nose beginning to run and her mouth salivating like mad, she was just a little fuck toy now. 

When she tried to pull back, he would grab her by her hair – yank her head around a little and then holding his cock in one hand like a weapon.........force it in very deep.  Chang kept the camera very close on Kate’s mouth....catching every gasp, every time she gagged and recording the saliva pooling and dripping.  It was very nasty.

 

When Zuberi went slowly, she could handle it and only gag a little.  But when he began fucking her faster, harder and deeper, he made her drool and gag, cough and sputter.  Kate’s throat muscles tightened involuntarily every time she felt his cock touch the back of her tongue and she struggled to control her gag reflex.  His excitement went into overdrive.  He grabbed her head in both hands and just fucked her face.  The slower, rhythmic pace was gone.  Kate felt she was going to choke to death.  Her throat tightened up, no matter how hard she tried to relax. 

Her nose ran from the gagging and tears dripped down her cheeks.  She was drooling madly.  Saliva dripped down her chin to wet her tits....She was of two minds: on one hand it was rough and unpleasant…he was raping her mouth…. and on the other hand it was arousing to have a man take control and use her for his pleasure.  Her sex button was being pushed - the more he took control of her, the more aroused she became against her will.  Soon her pussy was wet and began to drool down her thighs.  With her hands on his hips she tried to hold him back. 

She banged on him with her balled fists to make him give her a breather.  He stopped only for a moment; then he went back to reaming her mouth.  Kate tried not to gag and choke on all the saliva and pre-cum pooling in her mouth.  She couldn't swallow it all, so it just dribbled and ran from her lips and down her chin, wetting her breasts.  She became a sloppy mess. 

He made her whole body convulse embarrassingly and she farted.  This was very degrading and humiliating.  She worried she might wet herself too.  His hands were tangled in her hair.  This, too, only seemed to inflame him as he pushed his cock into her throat.  Then, something snapped in Kate and she just went limp like a doll.

 

Soon, with her lips wrapped around his shaft and her tongue on the underside, his cock went in all the way and Zuberi felt the sensations that told him he was going to cum.  His hips did a little jig, he began to grunt, and then he shoved his cock in deep and held it there.  Kate gagged as the first spurts hit the opening to her throat.

He kept spurting: six or seven big gushes.  Semen backed up and shot out of her mouth in a torrent.  There was so much.  She had to gulp and gulp to swallow the rest.  Gagging, she coughed and it was a sloppy, wet cough.  His cock popped out and the last spurts splashed on her lips, nose and chin. 

 

She moaned when he milked the last drop of semen on her face.  He used the tip of his cock to smear the cum all over her lips.  She was a mess when he was done.  Her eyes were red - saliva and semen everywhere and her lips were swollen.  He had no intention of allowing her to wipe her face.  He left the mess on her face to humiliate her further.  Then Zuberi, with a gesture, encouraged Gacheru to take a turn and face-fuck her.  He strode over.  He was average in height, dark and lean.  His penis was nearly as long as Kamau’s but not as thick.  His cock was very dark - the purple head prominent. 

 

Kate, in a trance now, bent to the task of sucking it - gagging and drooling as he pulled her head back and forth to fuck her mouth.  It didn’t take him long and soon his precious moment arrived.  The semen that didn’t end up in her mouth ended up on her face.  The taste and texture of his salty, sweet emission filled her.  Her face was now a real mess. Gachie swaggered over, grabbed her by the hair and positioned the wide, shiny, purple head of his dick against Kate’s closed mouth. 

She tried to resist, but it was a token response, a foolish gesture.  She struggled to turn her face away, whimpering.  He slapped her and she submitted.  He forced it in and it made her cheeks balloon; then he thrust it to the entrance to her throat and she began gagging and drooling all over again. Soon, he grabbed her head and with both hands pulled her face back and forth until he came...forcing her to swallow most of his discharge. 

 

Sweating, drooling and gagging, Kate was used by Gachie as a simple fuck hole.  He used her hair to pull her mouth on and off his cock until he filled her mouth with a big load of semen.  He came a lot.  She coughed and it flew out of her mouth and even her nose in a torrent.  Lesser spurts splashed over her face, her nose, mouth and chin. He pulled it out when he was still cumming and some strings landed on her nose. 

What did not land in her mouth was sprayed over her lips, nose and chin.  Kate gagged and tried to spit out what was in her mouth earning her a slap across the face from him.  He rammed it back in for her to suck again ....then took it out and holding it in one hand used the tip to smear the cum spattered all over her face. 

 

All the while Kate moaned and whimpered.  When he was done, she was defiled with nasty mixture of his cum and saliva - a frothy mess.  There were new men lined up.  As the workers came in from outside (the “extras”) Zuberi got them in line.  They shoved their cocks in Kate’s mouth to have her suck.  This next man was obsessed with Kate and had all he could do to not show his excitement when he had her.  It was normally impossible for someone like him to have sexual access to a woman like her.  As he advanced on her, Kate stared fearfully at him and began whimpering. 

 

The man smiled and encouraged by Zuberi took out his cock for her to suck.  He was a young strong nineteen year old.  He was big and raw boned.  When he pulled out his cock, Kate gasped.   He was the same size as Zuberi.  Another big, fat cock to gag her.  To encourage her to do her best, Zuberi and Gacheru began pinching, pulling and twisting her nipples.  The man behind him, an older man, took his cock out from his trousers – already nice and hard - as Kate began worshipping the young prisoner’s cock.  Slowly, sweetly and with soft, sucking kisses and wet licks up and down the shaft - to licking up the pre-cum from his leaking piss-slit – and finally sucking it, Kate gave pleasure to the young man’s phallus. 

 

Gachie came over to stand behind her.  The young man had his head back, with his eyes closed as Kate fellated him.  She looked over to steal a glance at Harry who was watching her.  The men’s cocks were all so different.  The next man’s was smaller, older with a hard brown shaft and a pinkish-gray knob.  His balls were in a loose sack.  He was Kikuyu and his penis was circumcised. The veins were prominent and his pubic hair was speckled with gray. 

The man after him had a cock that was fairly long and thick with a “turtleneck” foreskin and smelly, wet, purple cockhead.  His balls were contained in a tight brown sack.  He had very little pubic hair.  He shoved his cock in her face and made her lick under his foreskin very carefully.  She smelled the musky odor.  He was soon dribbling. It had a slippery, silky feel to it, and was surprisingly sweet.

As she went from one penis to the next, to Harry’s surprise, Kate began moaning, showing her excitement.  Kate had gotten hot and wet from having her mouth raped.  This was, of course, another humiliation - becoming aroused as she was degraded.  Harry watched as she took in several more inches of cock so that it was right at the opening to her throat; so much so that she began to tear up, choke and gag again.  Chang, the cameraman with the hand-held unit, stayed close to capture it all.

 

As her saliva mixed with the secretions from his cock it formed slippery goo that the man took delight in rubbing all over her face whenever he pulled his cock out.  She would then kiss, lick and suck on the cock after he had smeared the slimy stuff all over her face....She opened her mouth even before she was told to, far enough so that she could take in about four or five inches of cock.  They started to crowd around her two at a time.  She held cock in each hand and alternated going from one to the other.  Some men used every bit of their will power and self control to keep from cumming as she slobbered her pink tongue all around the head of their dicks and up and down the shaft, making “kissy” sounds as she pressed her lips up against their straining penises.

 

The men dripped sweat all over her as she worshipped their cocks.  When she did not show the proper enthusiasm, Zuberi pinched and stretched her nipples demandingly.  She was thus “encouraged” until she performed to his satisfaction.  He and his two pals chuckled at this.  They were enjoying the opportunity to torment and degrade her and her performance with the prisoners was enough to delight even the most jaded of them.  Peng was pleased with the shoot. Chang was getting a lot of very nasty footage.

 

Then men used her mouth like a pussy.  Face-fucking her until she gagged and coughed up their pre-cum and her saliva.  Kate struggled to take their cocks and not gag, but it was not to be.  One young man came a huge amount – his penis erupting like a fire-hose.  The torrents were so thick that Kate pulled back and they continued with such force that for a moment it looked like he was pissing semen on her instead of ejaculating.  He got it back in her mouth and forced it in deep until he was finished. Afterwards, his erection didn’t diminish.  This man had tremendous sexual power.

 

“Keep your mouth open, slut,” Zuberi barked at her.

 

Spreading his legs, he brought the head of his cock close to Kate’s face.  The muscles in his thighs and abdomen began to tense up as jerked off - until finally he began to cum.  The blast caught Kate in the face, some going in her mouth, the rest splattering her cheek and pasting strands of her hair to her face.  Gacheru came over and grabbed her by the hair, yanking it hard as he shoved his cock in her mouth again until he spurted on her face draining his balls. 

Gachie then fucked her mouth again until he jetted a second time.  Both men had been very excited.  Gachie finished by milking his prick and shaking the last few drops onto her face.  The taste of all the semen she had been given was overwhelming to her.  Each man tasted so different. 

 

Zuberi’s second ejaculation was smaller and clumpy.  Salty and a little sickening.  Gachie’s and Kamau’s were copious and sweeter, but still salty and runny.  All of them had been on the sexual edge and came quickly.   Her face was sticky with streamers and globs of warm semen.  Chang, the cameraman, grinned - a satisfied look on his face.  Gachie’s aim had been good; he had sprayed his seed on her cheeks, chin and lips.  He had gotten his seed on her nose, cheeks and even in her hair.  Gacheru wiped up some of the semen, made her open her mouth, and then wiped it on her tongue.  Chang and a gaffer with a boom mike caught it all.

Laughing and joking, someone could be heard on the soundtrack boasting that they would drown her.  The next man had been arrested the previous day on a wife-beating charge. They got him in front of Kate and told him he could jerk off on the white woman’s face.  He took his cock out, grunted and began masturbating in earnest. 

He soon went, “uh…uh…uh,” and began to spurt. 

Kate stared at his penis, so close to her face…she watched him jerking it…the piss slit opening and closing; the foreskin capping and uncapping the helmet.  Then she closed her eyes, defensively, as he seemed to be getting close to ejaculating.  When he began spurting, the hot, pearly stream splashed first against her closed mouth.  And then he hosed her nose, cheeks and chin.  The men standing around exploded in applause as he hosed her.  Soon, the next man, a thief, treated Kate to the same mortifying debasement, all over her nose and mouth. 

When they were done and shaking the drops off, Kate’s face was totally slimed.  A teenage erection quickly appeared inches from her face.  Zuberi stood behind her and made sure she kept her head up and her face forward.  In a moment, another hot stream hit Kate above her brow, over the bridge of her nose and on her cheek.  Kate moaned as she was coated with semen.  A smaller spurt splattered across her upper lip; drops were shaken off on her hair and forehead.  Almost immediately, from the other side another jailbird shot a big load on her.  Cum start to run down on her lips.  It began to congeal everywhere.  

The men in the work detail all had full balls...and this promised heavy loads.  Two, and sometimes even three men were allowed to jerk off on her at a time.  When more than one man ejaculated at the same time, Kate felt like she was drowning.  The semen splashed all over her face, coating her eyelids, getting in her mouth.  The excess then ran down.  Inevitably, Zuberi ordered her to open her mouth, and she swallowed lots of semen.  Some got in her nose as well making Kate choke and gasp.  Zuberi kept talking to her.

“You were to meant to have men cum on you.  Keep your face up, whore.”

 

“Tell me you’re a slut!”

 

“I...I’m a slut.”

 

“Say, I love a black man’s cum!”

 

“I ....I...l...love a black man’s cum. I love....cum.”

 

There were so many men, their cocks and their hands, wrists and cocks became a blur as they jerked off and, reaching their precious moment, hosed her. Semen coated her forehead, got in her hair, on her eyelids and cheeks, her nose, lips and chin and then dripped down onto her tits and belly.  Just when Kate thought it was over, another man stepped up, jerked off and came on her.  Seconds later another blast splattered her face and ran in heavy, lumpy streams down her face. 

Kate submissively tilted her head back, licked her lips and swallowed, when Kamau told her to do so.  She looked like a slut for cum.  There were hot streamers of semen running down onto her creamy white flesh soiling her.  Zuberi told her to open her mouth repeatedly.  And soon, she took some of the men directly into her mouth and sucked on their cocks until they spurted or after they had cum. 

She had to swallow plenty.  There was so much that she felt sick...When two or more men ejaculated at the same time, Kate gagged as their slimy discharge filled her mouth too fast for her to cope.  She gagged and this reinforced her submission.  The men were lined up two or three at a time – no singles now.  Her predicament elicited much laughter and merriment.  Sergeant Zuberi made her suck many of the cocks. 

 

As one man with a big penis fucked her face, she began gagging and then vomited.  A big gush of smelly, foamy whitish-yellow slop cascaded from her mouth like a fountain to splash onto the floor.  When she finished throwing up, the man forced his cock back in her mouth to continue face-fucking her.  He soon came and it flew out of her mouth in a torrent....a wet, nasty cough ....thick with his pearl jam. Chang and the stationary camera operator got everything.

 

Kate ended up with her hair, face, neck, tits and belly bespattered and wet with semen.  When it was over, twenty-eight men had used her, leaving her feeling totally debased and degraded.  She had learned something about the depth of her masochism.  She was a mess: her eyes red and swollen from the semen which stung them.  And she experienced hot sex feelings between her legs from being humiliated and debased.  Zuberi then made her masturbate herself to orgasm in front of everyone at the end leaning back in a chair as she spread her legs.  She had to rub her wet pussy until she came.  It was a thoroughly nasty performance.

 

For Kate to submit and embrace her debasement was disturbing in one respect, but very enabling in another.  To submit removed guilt and responsibility.  Kate was learning to that her deepest and strongest sexual feelings were freed because she was not in charge anymore.  There was still an inner conflict that was emotionally charged, as painful as the ordeals themselves, but this inflamed her and added hot fuel to the fire in her soul. 

As a climax to the afternoon’s fun and games Zuberi asked Harry if he wanted to  stand over his wife and jerk off on her too.  Adding to the humiliation they both felt.  He said nothing and couldn’t wait to get Kate out of there.  It was a while before she was “clean” enough for them to leave.  Munyambu showed up and stopped by to talk with Zuberi and Peng.  He caught up with Harry.

“It’s more than I ever bargained for,” Harry said to him.

“It’s what you owe me...And it’s better than going to jail, isn’t it,” Munyambu asked him?

Harry shook his head.  He was in up to his neck.....

Brainwashing

Peng had come up with a great script idea.  As part of the “white woman captured and tortured” series...he had the idea for a “brainwashing” session.  One of his “actors” was a true sadist.  He was a fat older Chinese man with a “Fu Manchu” moustache` who Peng had cast as a Captain or a Colonel in these videos.  Munyambu liked the idea because he thought it might be a way to enforce discipline with a slave.  

The Chinaman, whose name was Han Shun, had read what the North Koreans were doing with electro-stimulation, sensory deprivation and audio “suggestion” tapes.   He had assembled some equipment and armed with a rough idea how to go about it, he convinced Peng to let him try it on the next woman.  The script idea was that North Korean military had captured a white woman.  They would subject her to a session on the “brainwashing machine”....  

It involved stripping Kate and binding her to a gynecologist’s table.  Then put a set of earphones on her head.  This would be connected to a CD player.  He had come up with a hypnosis script and Peng had a woman from a radio station record it.  Basically, the tape purpose was to “indoctrinate” and featured the woman’s sexy voice drilling a message into the mind of the listener, over and over.  The message, in English: ‘I’m a whore.  I love being humiliated.  I love cock.  I need to be fucked in the ass.  I love cum.  I’m a slut.’  All of this said in the present tense and repeated endlessly.  Droning, hypnotic, trance music was added to accentuate the effects. 

While Kate was strapped to the table and couldn’t move, she would also be hooked up to an electro-stimulation machine.  The goal was to make her orgasm and ejaculate continuously. The Chinese actors would play the part of the North Korean military and Han Shun would operate the equipment.  Kate dutifully reported to the warehouse on a weekday morning.  Peng directed her in the early sequences.  The Koreans would “capture” her and bring her to a cell.  They had this set on the floor of the warehouse.  This sequence was taped fairly quickly. 

Kate didn’t need to act for any of these productions.  Her own natural reactions were perfect. The “Koreans” came to her cell and Han Shun, playing the part of the lead heavy, told her to strip.  She did so with cast and crew watching.  Then the Koreans took her to the “brainwashing room”.  Shun supervised her mounted on the table.  Shun had played the “Captain” in Kate’s first video.  Following the script, he played with her pussy and rubbed her pissflaps and clitoris.   He stopped when her clitoral hood retracted.

This made it easier for him to attach the electrode.  He rubbed the shaft of her clitoris making sure the bulb had erected fully.  A “private” handed him the wire leads. The first leads were adhesive pads that he attached to Kate’s big, reddish-brown nipples, so that they covered most of the areolas as well.  The second circuit was a thick, blunt copper rod, about 18 centimeters long.  Shun shoved this in to her vagina so that is rested at a point just behind her G-spot.  Kate squirmed as the rod filled her tight vaginal sheath.  The third circuit was connected to a stainless-steel dumbbell with a convex shaft about 12 centimeters long.

He inserted this into Kate’s rectum. The fourth lead was a flat-jawed clip and he attached this to the hood covering her clitoris.  Kate was very nervous.  She stared as he hooked her up to a transformer....a black box with several switches and dials.  Each circuit with its own “positive” and “negative”. Then Shun put on the headphones.  He threw a switch and Kate jerked as she felt the current in her clitoris. This soon made her lubricate and her private parts began to swell.  She tried to thrust her hips into the air.  It looked as if it is searching for a hard cock to fuck.  Shun increased the current flowing to the point that she writhed and then he stopped there.  He turned another dial and Kate began to feel a twitching sensation in her vagina.

He threw another switch on the transformer. This time, the current now began pulsing at half-second intervals.  He turned it up.  Kate felt it in her G-spot as the sensations went from pleasant to intense.  Juice began leaking from her urethra.  Then he activated the circuit in her shitter.  As the current flowed, it felt to Kate as if she was being fucked in the ass.  The dumbbell began going in - and - out - in - and - out.  Munyambu, standing behind Peng, chuckled as Kate’s oozing vagina showed it was working.  So far, Shun’s equipment was very effective.

Kate’s nipples jerked as the electro stimulation went into the “pulsing” mode, and it felt as if someone was pulling and twisting them.  They began to swell and look like reddish-purple berries - ready to burst. Shun now tried a couple of combinations of pulses and currents, to work her clitoris, G-spot and epicenter from inside her vagina and her rectum.  Her juice flowed more with each combination.   He then turned it up a notch sending stronger pulsing current into her asshole and vagina.   Her urethra exploded and it looked like she was pissing.

Pulse after pulse of pussy juice gushed out of her urethra as everyone watched her ejaculate. Chang stayed close with the hand-held camera.  Then Shun and his uniformed cohorts left her bound to the table and wired up.  They sat down at a nearby table to drink and play cards and occasionally looked over at her as she came over and over again.  More than once, Kate passed out.  When she did, they’d  turn off the machine but kept the tape running. 

They’d slap her awake and start over.  When she’d awaken, she found herself on an endless treadmill of arousal, orgasm, and ejaculation combined with bondage, sensory deprivation and the audio programming.  It was brain imprinting....pure mind control – simple and effective. And it was proving to be a very nasty porn tape.  Since there wasn’t much physical movement by the actors, the stationary camera picked up most of the action.  Chang, with the hand-held, focused on Kate’s face and her crotch.

She was exhausted when they took her off the machine.  They forced her to her knees and made her suck their cocks in turn.  The three actors were smiling and loving it as Kate was on her knees and kissing, licking and sucking their cocks like a trained puppet.  Chang and the stationary crew got most of it but the main camera ran out of film at one point.  They had to stop, take a break and then resume.  Kate was forced to finish what they’d made her start. She sucked off each man to completion and then swallowed.  Then Peng motioned to Shun.  He’d prepared by drinking a large bottle of water and a beer before filming had begun. So had the two other Chinamen. All had full bladders.

Shun kept Kate on her knees.  He told her to, “Keep mouth open.”  He stepped up and pulled his cock and balls from his trousers again.  He had a nice fat uncircumcised cock.  He aimed it right at Kate’s mouth an began pissing.  Kate obediently kept her mouth open, but when he filled her mouth with his yellow, smelly piss, she gagged and spit it up.  He slapped her face and one of the others held her head so he could finish.  She had to take it all and swallow.  Kate was sick and sickened by this.  Especially when the other two took up positions to urinate in her mouth in turn.  It was the most brutally debasing and degrading scene yet.  Some of the piss slopped down onto her tits to dribble down her belly and splatter onto the floor. 

After this, they tied her hand and foot to a chair and force-fed her. It was like how a goose is force-fed.  This was also a humiliating and unpleasant scene and experience for Kate.  Shun had come up with a dog’s toy which he turned into a feeding gag.  It looked like a baby dummy or pacifier.  He drilled three holes into the tip of the rubber nipple and ran a tube into it.  This way the victim couldn’t stop the flow with their tongue.  An enema bag was filled with a nauseating mixture of rice, cooking oil, cooked vegetables and raw eggs that had been run thru a blender.  He poured this mixture into the bag and when the clamp on the tube was released, gravity made it work.

He forced the bulb into Kate’s mouth and strapped it to her head.  It filled up with “meal” and as it drained into her mouth she had to swallow.  This also made her clamp down on the bulb and that squeezed more of the “meal” into her mouth.  It was an irresistible cycle.  She had to swallow and clamping down on the bulb made her swallow again and again - whether she wanted to or not.  It was very effective and very humiliating. The others held her head so that she would finish her meal.  The crew got it all on tape.

Afterwards, they hooked her back up to the machine again.  When they finally took her off the table, she was mess.  She looked like she had been through a war and stank like a gutter whore.  Her nipples and sex organs were purple and had swollen to three times their normal size.  They were gigantically engorged.  She had discharged so much pussy juice and urine from her vagina and urethra that the table was soaked.   And it had dripped down to the concrete floor beneath the table to make a puddle a meter across. 

Anal Torment

Following this, they got her bent over the table.  Shun came around with a can of white cooking grease, grinning like the prototypical Asian heavy in countless Western films.   He began smearing some on Kate’s asshole.  The other two gathered around to look at this new diversion.  He smeared it generously – not only on her anus, but worked some into her rectum as well.

Kate, all bent over, was made to spread her cheeks, showing her anal hole nicely greased. Then all three men lined up behind them.  The still photos from the shoot showed pictures with her facial expressions as she was sodomized, as well as the faces of the men ass fucking her.  The photographer captured many different expressions: some showed anguish, others expressed pain or shame and in one shot....lust.  There was no doubt about it, Munyambu and Peng would have an interesting video when it was edited.

Then, Shun got behind Kate holding a pot of hot curry paste. He scooped some of the fiery mixture and applied it to Kate’s sore asshole.  He made sure to get some of it into her rectum too.  The frantic hopping up and down afterwards and Kate’s begging and pleading for water to cool the burning sent the men into gales of laughter. This was the end of the video.  Peng smiled and Munyambu congratulated him.

Kate was sore and exhausted afterwards.  They allowed her to shower and dress.  She was so sore she could barely walk.  Kate stopped at the Hilton Hotel on Mama Ngina Street for coffee and took analgesics to ease her pains before she got home.  When she got home she slept for six hours straight.  But, she was to be more pliable and acquiescent after this session.  More like a sex toy than ever.  Harry knew that they had done something really horrible to her that day, but Kate didn’t want to talk about it.  As far as Han Shun and Lei Peng were concerned, they were happy with the results.

Peng had turned the pictures the photographer had taken into a little slide show which was an extra added bonus for the distributors.  Munyambu had them downloaded it to his cell phone as well.  He reminded Kate later that this slide show could be downloaded to the Internet and emailed to families, friends and her minister.  It was a cruel threat and extra insurance for him. He was just beginning to use Kate to the fullest......

Party Favor

Chief Inspector once every few months threw a party for key contacts as well as his crew.  He took over Peng’s warehouse and turned it into a social club for the night.  Plenty of booze, food and Kate in attendance as the “party favor”.  Munyambu made Harry come too.  The room was filled with mostly middle-aged black men.  Contractors, vendors, gangsters and others in Munyambu’s debt.  Several were cops.... young, tall and rangy.... just out of their teens. 

Three were older... perhaps in their thirties.  One was an ugly, dwarfish older man...this was Corporal Mosi.  All of them were very black. The policemen among them sported blue shirts and navy trousers but with insignia on their sleeves if they were Sergeants or below.  Only Munyambu wore insignia on his shoulders, as an Inspector.  Several carried sjamboks, the cowhide whips, dangling from loops on their belts.

When it was time for Kate to be available to extend some “hospitality”, Munyambu turned to her and said, “are you ready to show us your stuff?”

“Stand over there,” Munyambu chuckled as he pointed to a spot.

She looked at the spot he pointed to.  Kate started to stand but eager black hands at each elbow pulled her up.  Several black men escorted her.  All eyes were fastened on the sight of Kate's shapely figure barely concealed by her peach and pink cocktail dress.  The skirt barely covered her ample buttocks.  Where the fabric clung to the swaying shapes of her breasts and the twin fat loaves of her ass, all eyes were now on her.

“Strip,” Munyambu commanded her.

They took in the sight of Kate’s fulsome figure as she took off her dress and bra.  Constable Simba took her dress from her.  He was a young handsome officer from the Langata station.  Now exposed, the swinging shapes of her heavy breasts could be seen.   Each one, as big as a mango, hung down and were capped with nipples as big as shelled peanuts, reddish-brown and sitting on top of saucer-sized areolas.  Her tits were full and heavy and every move had them swaying and bobbing.  She was trembling slightly and closed her eyes as she pulled down her bikini panties.  There was a murmur from the men when they saw her hairy mound and full buttocks.

The men began whistling and clapping - and making really crude remarks now - really rough and nasty.  Munyambu had her turn this way and that to humiliate her.  Making her display herself like  a “white slave”.  Munyambu ordered her to spread her legs and then bend over and spread her buttocks to exhibit her anus.  Kate, who thought she would be brave, was soon whimpering, as her nipples had gotten erect - the areolas had puckered and were covered with pebbly bumps. Either fear or humiliation had gotten to her.  She avoided looking at Harry who had slunk to the sidelines to avoid any further embarrassment.

“Get her ready for mounting,” Munyambu said turning to Simba and Gatura.

He reached around and cupped Kate’s left breast, and then tweaked the nipple. Kate hung her head as the feelings of humiliation overwhelmed her.

“More drinks for everyone,” Munyambu sneered. “Drink up, everyone.”

The others found their glasses being re-filled.   Kate tried to ignore the hands groping her, but found herself gaping at the sight of Kamau's big hands squeezing her tits.  Her hair hung down and partly covered her face. She kept her eyes down.  A popping flash went off as someone began snapping some shots.  Whoever was taking pictures reminded Harry and Kate that her humiliation was being recorded.  Harry was not the only one who figured out the blackmail potential of those photos was enormous and gave the Chief Inspector another hold over them. 

It was mind-blowing to Harry that these cops could do such a thing to them. Yet they all seemed quite without qualms.  Munyambu was laughing, as he watched Kamau and Simba maul Kate's breasts and whisper something in her ear which made her blush again.  Kate, now completely naked, was being molested in front of everyone.

“Glasses empty again.  Fill their glasses,” Munyambu roared. “Everyone drink.”

Simba and Gatura reached out and began rubbing and touching Kate’s ass as Kamau fondled the pale, white mounds of her breasts as another flash popped.  She felt men on either side of her and behind her stroking her.  The hands on her buttocks squeezed harder.  Kate swam most days and played tennis at least twice times a week. So, although 39 years old and a mother, she still had an good figure. Medium tall, she was wide-hipped and very heavy-breasted.  Her large reddish-brown nipples and the wet curls of light brown hair visible between her legs were like a magnet for the men.

“This British slut will be a good fuck,” Harry heard someone say with glee in his voice.

Then this man came over to pat her on the butt as if she was a dog and the man, said out loud, “this cunt is gonna give me a good ride when I get the whip on her.”

The couple felt as if they were in the middle of a nightmare.  Harry saw Kate being bent over a table and held by Gacheru.  They got her bending forward over it as though she were a jockey, her lower belly on the table and her hands clutching at air as Gacheru held her wrists.  Her ass was now spread obscenely for everyone’s view.  The position insured that her full, white buttocks provided a nice cushion for those sexing her from behind and that she was “opened up” to the maximum.  

Kamau ran his fingers over the curves of her ass and then explored the folds and crevices between her thighs. When he held up his fingers they were wet and this got the others hooting and clapping.  He snapped his fingers, took a sjambok from Simba and called over the female constable, Nyarai, who giggled into her hands to cover her face but quickly got into position behind the table.  She eagerly accepted the whip Kamau offered her.

“Have more drinks,” Munyambu called out. “Drink everyone.”

The glasses were refilled as Kate began writhing and crying out in pain as the 45 year old woman constable began whipping her on her buttocks.  As Kate cried out, Kamau began fiddling with the sound system and got some tunes going.  Nyarai drew back the sjambok and lashed it down with the full strength of her arm on the dimpled white buttocks offered up to her.  Kate twitched and yelped in painful response as a hip-hop tune played.

The men laughed as the whip strokes spread red weals all over Kate’s butt cheeks.  Years of hating the rich whites and Indians were being repaid with interest.  Finally, Munyambu made Nyarai stop and began to play with Kate’s pussy.  Kate squealed as he worked her - as she had done with each stroke of the sjambok.  But this time, instead of having her eyes tightly closed, they were open wide, as the men hooted and hollered watching Munyambu work his fingers, one-by-one, into her wet sex.  The Inspector inserted two and then three of his long fingers and worked them around until Kate was juicing heavily.

She began was whimpering softly feeling humiliated and degraded.  Laughing, Munyambu offered the man who had boasted earlier a turn at feeling Kate’s girl parts.  Then, he handed this man the sjambok.  The 48 year old business man began laying the whip on with full strength, enough to make Kate's cries heard over the music.  Harry found himself being mocked by some of the men as the music and the beating of his wife continued.  He looked over at Munyambu.  It took a really sick mind to stage a gang rape of a white woman to the accompaniment of music “as though it’s a party” he thought to himself.

Over at the table, Kamau pushed everyone aside and sporting a prodigious erection, stood behind Kate.  Nyarai put her hand over her mouth and giggled as Kamau positioned himself.  He caught hold of Kate's hips in each of his large black hands and plunged his manhood deep into her body.  She yelped and arched her back as he began his task of thoroughly fucking her. Simba and Gatura got close and slapped at her buttocks with their open hands as she wiggled and was bounced about.  Kate's eyes were open wide and the sounds coming out of her mouth sounded like she was being horse-whipped.  A camera went back to flashing in the room like summer lightning.

Harry bit his knuckle as he watched Kate being fucked.  There were hands slapping her buttocks.  She was being treated about as lewdly as a woman could be treated.  She soon squealed like a rabbit caught by a pack of dogs and Kamau shouted out in triumph as he deposited a heavy load in her vagina. The music had stopped.  Kamau pulled out and stepped back..... his cock glistening with the juice from Kate’s pussy and his own semen. 

Munyambu barked out orders in Swahili as Kate panted heavily. Nyarai knelt down behind Kate, giggling as she pointed out the white woman’s reddened, drooling pussy to the others.  Munyambu gave her an order and she got a glass and held the rim up against Kate’s drooling vagina. She collected some semen mixed with the vaginal secretions and Munyambu then filled the glass almost to the brim with rum.

“A toast.... a toast,” he said as he held up the glass. Munyambu went to Kate with it.

“Here you are,” he chuckled. “Drink it all.”

Cum was floating on top of the liquor – the rest of the nasty stuff was swirled throughout.  Kate thought about trying to avoid it. She took the glass and swallowed a mouthful of the liquor, the cum glazing her upper lip.  She wanted to throw up, but Munyambu made her drink it all.  Afterward, humiliated and grossed out, she shook her head as if to say, ‘that was really nasty.’

“Well done,” Munyambu mocked her.

After this, Kate was bound on top of the table by a half-naked Simba and Gatura as another flash from a camera popped.  Simba got up on the table on his back and Gatura got Kate straddling him.  Simba’s cock was pointing up and steadying Kate with one hand he aimed his manhood at her hole. Very quickly it was inside her and she groaned as it invaded her depths.  Seeing black men sexing his wife so openly and with an audience was a shock for Harry.  And after awhile, Kate began humping up and down on her own. 

She alternated between squatting up and down on it and leaning forward to wiggle her ass and work it around.  She was like a performing animal.  Mosi and Gatura squeezed her tits and pulled on her nipples.  As they pulled on her teats, they drew her breasts out from her body in the most grotesque way.  Mosi got behind her and began whipping her butt cheeks again with a sjambok.  Each hot smack was a counterpoint to the sounds of wet flesh slapping together as she rode Simba’s cock.

Gatura asked Simba, “how is she?”

“Oh yeah. This white slut is trained now.”

It was true.  The English wife was acting out her own humiliation.  She was wiggling her ass and hips and humping up and down like a trained monkey.  Her eyes closed, Kate methodically worked herself up and down on his manhood.  They kept her on the table for many “rides”.  On her back with her toes pointing at the wall, bent double.   She staggered away, about an hour later not quite sure how many men had taken her in her cunt and past caring. 

It was very late when the couple were allowed to leave.  Harry couldn’t believe how many men had fucked his wife.  When they got home, Harry pestered her for sex, aroused by her cum packed vagina.  Kate was too tired to care and let him climb on top of her.  He came in just a few strokes.  It was, in a way, the final humiliation for the day for Harry.

Harry’s Humiliation

A month late later, it was time for Munyambu and his crew to gather for entertainment with women being main source of the fun and various things that could be devised to make things interesting.  And, of course it was all captured it on tape.  The DVDs starring Kate found ready buyers in Asia.  Peng and Munyambu were pleased.  So, the couple were given orders to report to the warehouse again for Kate to take another “starring role” in one of Peng’s porn epics.   Kate got herself ready.  She wore make-up, her skirt was short and her blouse was low cut .....her best panties and bra - the works.  Harry wore a short-sleeved club shirt and a pair of khaki trousers.  He found it awful that they were dressing for what would be a terribly degrading experience.

Shortly, as Harry and Kate stepped out of their car in front of the warehouse, they saw two lorries approaching.  Once the lorries were parked, Munyambu, Senior Sergeant Kamau, Sergeant Zuberi, Corporal Mosi, and Constables Gatura, Gachie, Simba, Gacheru and Nyarai emerged.  Simba went to the back of one of the lorries and released a huge brindle colored dog from a cage.  Munyambu had confiscated fighting dogs and occasionally gone to such bouts himself.  He liked dogs and this animal had been imported from South Africa by a local gangster who failed to pay the police their monthly bribe.  So, Munyambu took his dog and Kamau and Zuberi broke his arms.

It was a Boerboel, a cross between a mastiff and a bulldog - about 64 centimeters tall and about 65 kilos in weight. The owner had bought the dog to cross with female pit bulls to create a larger, stronger strain of fighting dog.  Boerboels were reported to have killed leopards in one-on-one battles. Who knew if this was true, but it made for a good story. 

The dog’s name was Gebhuza and it was actually a lazy, easy going brute. Munyambu liked the dog.  The animal wasn’t particularly aggressive towards other dogs or people.  What Munyambu had discovered was that the dog was crazy to mate.  He also discovered that Gebhuza was attracted to the smell of human females.  And therein lies the tale.

Munyambu told Simba to tie the dog in the yard out back, get him some water and come inside.  He and the others headed for the main door and took Harry and Kate with them.  Both he and Kate were nervous.  Munyambu complimented Kate on how she looked.  He then had Gachie take them to a spare office.  There they sat down and looked at each other wondering what to expect.  Munyambu and his men repaired to his office to have a drink.  After that, he told Gacheru and Gatura to get together with Peng who was working on the set-up down at the other end of the warehouse.

Kamau rubbed his hands together.  “This is going to be amusing, boss,” he said.

The Inspector smiled.  Then both men strolled out to get the couple.  Kamau opened the door and Harry and Kate looked like they were waiting for the executioner.  Munyambu made a joke but he and Kamau were the only ones who laughed. 

Harry said, “I didn’t think you would demand the constant use of my wife. When is this going to stop?”

Munyambu guffawed at that.  “You’re in deep shit.  And... you’re worried about your wife getting a little exercise?”  Kamau laughed too.

Harry ignored this.  It was insulting to say that what they were doing now to Kate was just a “little exercise”.  It was extreme sexual and emotional humiliation and each time it seemed like it was being ratcheted higher.  Harry didn’t know how much more he could take.   He felt like he was getting close to a breaking point.

“Let’s go,” said Munyambu crooking his finger at them like they were hired help.  In a way, they were.

As they walked back into the big cavernous space of the warehouse, they could see that chairs had been set up on one side of a wooden platform.  Munyambu’s crew were all there....some standing and some sitting and smoking.  They were shocked to see some of the same business men that had been at the party.  The Inspector had brought them there to witness Harry and Kate’s humiliation.

“Stand up and go over there,” Munyambu said to Kate, pointing to a place in the center of the platform where the lights had been set up all around it. 

Harry felt sick in the pit of his stomach.

“Take off your clothes....strip,” Kamau added.

Kate looked around, and she, of course, had been naked before in front of Munyambu and his crew, but being ordered to do a strip in front of her husband as well as strangers was mortifying every single time.  For Kate now having things done to her or being made to do things in front of her husband was an emotional and sexual hydrogen bomb.   She was repelled and aroused by the idea of her being used and abused in front of others. 

Somehow...this added to the stimulation.  Each time being obliged to be naked in front of a group of black men was a fresh violation; and even more so now that others were there to witness it.  Only being forced to do these things in front of her own family would be a greater humiliation.   Harry, close to the breaking point, began protesting.

Munyambu smiled and told Gachie and Gacheru, “put him in a chair.”

The two men shoved Harry down and then stood behind him.  Then Munyambu told Kate to take off her panties and bring them to him.  She lifted her skirt, with difficulty - as it was so tight, and hooking her thumbs in the waistband of her blue nylon panties, pulled them down.  Munyambu took the garment from her and held them up to show everyone that Kate had already creamed her panties.  The cotton crotch was already damp with her excitement.

“You’re wet, slut,” he said.

Kate blushed.  Munyambu brought them over to two middle-aged gray-haired business types and held them up so each could get her scent to see how excited Kate was.  Nyarai was seen to giggle at this.  She loved to humiliate the white man.  Harry got red in the face.  He was terrified at how easily Munyambu went from smooth and affable to coarse and rough.  He had never seen a man do anything like it before.  The black man could go from being a gentleman to a sadistic monster in the blink of an eye.

Munyambu and the others sat down to watch Kate perform.  First the blouse, then the tight skirt.  Finally, standing in only her bra and her shoes. Peng’s crew began to tape it all, focusing on Kate exclusively.  Munyambu had Kamau put some tunes on a portable player and when Kamau found something funky and raunchy, Peng directed Kate to “dance”.  Kate wasn’t much of a dancer, but ordered to do so she wiggled her ass, shook her hips, took off her bra and let her tits bounce and jiggle.  By this time, she’d given all the black men erections. She had to stand, turn, and at Peng’s command, and “pose”. 

She put her hands on her hips and put her hands behind her head and turned this way and that as she was directed; then bend over and spread her legs and even pull her ass cheeks apart to expose her anus. It was then that some sitting in the chairs saw the string.   Kate was menstruating and was wearing a tampon. It was at the end of her period and she was just spotting, but didn’t say anything to Harry, who like so many of his class and breeding, would have preferred that his wife didn’t confront him with the intricacies of her female plumbing.  Munyambu, Peng and Kamau weren’t so finicky and the fact that she was menstruating fitted into the larger plans that day. 

Kamau told Kate to, “stand still.” 

Then he came over and fairly ripped the tampon out of her vagina – causing her to gasp and groan.  He motioned to Chang to not film his face.  It was only slightly stained, but at this time of the month Kate’s body was churning out female hormones and Kamau and Munyambu knew how valuable that was.  She was embarrassed somewhat by all this, but was now fairly compliant.  The Inspector called Simba over. The good looking kid was acting as the dog’s main handler that day. 

“Let Gebhuza smell this,” he said as he handed him the tampon, holding it by the string.

Simba looked at it, nodded, took it and went out to the yard.  Zuberi, Gacheru, Gatura and Gachie were going to be in today’s shoot.  They all wore non-descript clothes.  And dark glasses and hats.  Munyambu came over with Peng and told Harry to take off his clothes.  Shocked and shamed, Harry tried to beg off.  But the Chief Inspector would not be denied. He told Harry that they would strip him if he didn’t do it. 

And so, humiliated, Harry took off his clothes.  He was red faced when he was done.  His penis was hanging down limp and small underneath his paunch and he wanted use his hands to cover himself, but he knew that this would only make things worse.  It was so humiliating.  Then they put Kate on a table on her back.  Zuberi asked him if he found his wife sexually exciting.  Harry blushed. 

He then told him to, “well, go ahead and fuck her.”

Harry gulped and looked over at Kate.  Munyambu had Gachie and Gacheru put her in the “birth position” with her legs against her tits. 

He turned again to Harry and said, “look at that pussy.  Go to it, man.”

Whether it was the pressure of performing in front of an audience or that Kate was on her period....in any event.... it was too much for him.  He could not get erection. The men lost no time in mocking him. It was awful.  Everyone berated him and Zuberi told him to sit down. Peng’s crew covered the drama as it developed.

“If you can’t fuck your wife, then just watch my men fuck her,” he said to him insultingly.

For Harry....it was very mortifying, but in the end, Harry could not perform. It was a terrible moment.

“If you can’t do it, then we’ll give your slut wife what she needs,” is how Zuberi put it. 

They had another humiliation for him.  “Put the “ball cuffs” on,”  Zuberi gruffly told Gacheru and Gatura.

Gacheru showed it to Harry who blanched.  Gacheru, helped by Gatura, held Harry down and opened the cuffs to show Harry the device again.  It was made of wood, highly polished - two curved shaped pieces. The upper and lower bars of the solid wood cuff came apart in order for Harry’s testicles to be placed into the center opening. Then Gacheru secured the cuffs on Harry with two wing nuts that held the two halves together.  The cuffs clamped around the base of his scrotum, mounted in the center of the bar that passed behind the thighs at the base of his buttocks.

This forced Harry to keep his legs folded or bent, as any attempt to straighten his legs, even slightly, pulled directly on his scrotum, causing him considerable discomfort. It kept him submissively on his knees.. It also presented his balls perfectly for punishment.  Harry struggled a bit, but in the end, he was wearing the ball cuffs.  It was great fun for awhile as Harry was effectively hobbled and stumbled around helplessly.  The camera crew followed him around capturing his humiliation on tape.

Gatura came over and pushed him down to reinforce the fact that the only place for a man like him was on his knees.  His predicament produced gales of laughter around the room, especially with Nyarai.  Kate was taken off the table.  She found herself just staring at Harry’s balls trapped in the cuff.  Her heart went out to him.  It was so humiliating for him being rendered powerless by his own manhood again.  Now that it was on, Harry had been turned into a helpless eunuch.  Kate stared as her husband being degraded.  Harry looked at her with shame in his eyes.  He had been given a chance to show his manhood and failed. This was the price...

“Now, ask us to fuck your wife,” Zuberi said, laughing.

He made Harry beg him to do the deed.  This was very humbling. Harry colored visibly but in the end, he asked for the men to fuck Kate.  He had to stand aside and watch as they passed Kate around from man-to- man.   Each of them groped her in the most obscene way.  Fingers were shoved in her pussy and asshole.  Her tits got squeezed and her nipples pinched and pulled.  There were lots of nasty, crude remarks as they took turns molesting her.  They all put their fingers in her holes.  By the time she had run the gauntlet, Kate was very, very wet.  All recorded on tape....

Harry had to watch.  Following this, Zuberi got Kate on her knees.... unzipped his trousers and pulled out his cock.  He grabbed her by the hair, pressed her face to his crotch and got her kissing, licking and sucking his dick.  Harry suffering in the uncomfortable position the cuffs put him in...wasn’t able to do anything.  The cuffs didn’t allow any freedom of action.  This would get worse as the afternoon wore on.  He would end up being sexually aroused and then denied as part of his humiliation.

When Kate didn’t please Zuberi enough with her mouth, Gachie used a sjambok on her ass.  The whip was applied demandingly to her naked buttocks and Kate quickly became more enthusiastic.   Soon, Zuberi was raping her mouth.  He was forcing it in so deep that it reached the entrance to her throat and made her gag.  When she gagged her saliva began flowing thick and fast.  Soon, she was drooling thick strings of saliva.  Every time he pulled out an avalanche` of her saliva poured out. 

Harry, humiliatingly, got an erection watching Kate sucking the big, black dick.  Kate had gone down on Harry and was sweet about swallowing his semen, but he had never seen a man use a woman’s mouth like Kamau did.  It was like the way he used her mouth in the earlier video.  And every time she slowed down or didn’t show the proper enthusiasm, Gachie, standing behind her, whipped her on her butt cheeks with the sjambok. 

It was only a “canine” model, a dog whip, about 75 centimeters long, and made from cowhide, but it hurt.  In the old days, such a whip would have been longer, heavier and made from the tough hide of a rhino.  But still, it was a wicked tool and soon there was a network of overlapping red weals and marks on her ass.  The sound man caught the pistol shot sounds of each blow...

Finally, Kamau approached his precious moment and pulled Kate’s mouth down onto his cock so that his pubic hair tickled her nose. His cock actually entered the entrance of her throat and as he held her head Kate’s gagging went wild.  That’s when he ejaculated and filled he mouth with his seed.  When he pulled out, he told her to open up and show the load.  Her mouth was so full of saliva and semen. Chang moved in for a close-up.   Then Zuberi told her to swallow and warned her not to spill a drop.  Kate dutifully swallowed his heavy load, and then licked her lips.

He then turned the rest of the men loose on her.  They dragged her by her hair over to the table.....got her on it but lying on her belly with her feet on the floor and her hands above her head.  First Gatura, Simba, Gachie, Mosi and Gacheru each took a turn.  Kate got a heavy vaginal workout.  When her pussy became really messy Zuberi told Harry to use his mouth to clean her.  She was packed with semen.  It was sort of disgusting and Harry knew he didn’t want to do it.  He was told, at that point, to put his mouth on his wife’s cunt or else.   Harry face went pale.  He looked at his wife and then over at the others and realized everyone was going to witness his worst humiliation yet.

“If you don’t do it on your own, I’ll have her work on your balls,” he said pointing to Nyarai, costumed as they were with a hat and dark glasses.  “And then you’ll do it anyway.”

Harry had no choice.  With everyone staring at him he waddled over and, gagging, put his lips on his wife’s messy pussy.  He looked over and saw his humiliation mirrored in men’s faces.  It was awful.  They kept him at it until he had cleaned her of most of the cum and her secretions.  It was disgusting and he almost vomited.  After that, Simba and Zuberi took turns sodomizing Kate using white cooking grease as a lubricant.  Harry had never had anal sex with Kate and was shocked at how easily they used her that way and how acquiescent and pliant she was taking their dicks fully in her asshole. 

His eyes almost popped out of his head watching Simba work his long dong into her rectum.   He used some of the semen to lubricate her shit hole, as well as the grease.  Then he spit on her anus too. That was another degradation.   Kate flinched when she felt him preparing her asshole.   He spit on her anus two more time.  When he was ready, he impaled her with his cock.  The camera crew moved in closer; their equipment’s attention on the one-sided struggle between his cock and her tight asshole.  

The expressions on his face and hers were similar.  Both appeared to be in the grip of pain.  Kate by the pain and humiliation as Simba sodomized her and him by his lust.   Just as if she were giving birth, she panted like a dog as she tried to deal with the stretching pressure in her rectum.   She tried to relax her sphincter.  She couldn’t loosen it enough for it not to hurt.  He leaned on her and this forced his long, hard dick deeper into her.  His cock was deeply embedded in her asshole now.  

He brutally forced his way even deeper inside her ass, cruelly stretching her rectum.  Kate felt as if a cricket bat was being forced up her ass.     But her body began to surrender to his cock.  In her mind she began to open up to him totally.  Her shit hole had loosened a little and it took him only three or four more strokes to fully penetrate her up to his pubic hairs.   Her sphincter gripped the base of his cock tightly - squeezing his cock. 

As the others watched, he began to ride her.  He started moving relentlessly in and out of her asshole like a machine, stretching her.  Now that he was fully inside her, he knelt, his knees shoulder width apart.  He gripped her slick, sweaty shoulders to pull her pliant body back onto his hard cock, so he could plow into her asshole with hard, powerful strokes.   He slammed into her ass with all his strength, relentlessly impaling her on his cock.  Involuntarily, Kate cried out, a low, constant moan coming from her.  When he was done, Gachie and Mosi took turns with her that way...

Zuberi made Harry come over, at one point and stand at the head of the table.  He told him to hold Kate’s hands so she could grip his hands.  He wanted her to clench the muscles in her vagina to make it more fun for Gachie fucking her ass and holding Harry’s hands would help her to do this. It was also hugely shaming for Harry.  He was being used as a “sex aid”.  What was even more shaming was that they made him say what he was doing. Say it out loud - to shame him.  All recorded for the final tape....

                                                      

Gebhuza, the Dog

Then they took a little break.  Some smoked; all of Munyambu’s crew drank.  And Munyambu made sure that Kate drank two brandies. Munyambu wanted her revived and strong.  Then he and Peng sent Simba out to fetch Gebhuza.  Kate shrank back when Simba came back in leading the huge dog on a leash.  This animal was ugly: a heavy-boned, brindle-colored mastiff.  The dog who had been quiet in the yard, now barked....excited.  Simba made it sit. 

It could now really smell Kate and the earlier exposure to her soiled tampon had the animal’s nose wide open!  Kate looked around and saw Munyambu smirking at her.   Everyone was murmuring.  They were ready to resume taping.  The scene started with Zuberi coming over and making Kate stand in front of the dog.  The animal smelled the semen and her secretions and the fact that she was menstruating and began to bark.  He made her spread her legs and shoved two fingers into her honey pot.

Out came nice nasty mixture of her various vaginal juices, heavy with her monthly hormonal secretions and semen.  He went over to Gebhuza and thrust his fingers in the dog’s face.  The animal went wild and its tongue began lapping and licking. When he pulled his hand back the poor dumb animal’s tongue kept lapping at air.  He went over to Kate and began to talk to her.

 

“Do you know what kind of dog this is,” he asked?

 

“N..no.”

 

“It’s a Boerboel.  It’s a fighting dog.  But it doesn’t like to fight.  It loves pussy.”

 

Kate stared at the dog....horrified.

 

“DOG’S GONNA FUCK YOU.”

She looked at Zuberi wide-eyed.  She was shocked.  Grinning and enjoying her discomfort, he motioned to Simba to bring the dog closer.  Kate started to protest. But it was no good.   Simba encouraged the animal, and it quickly began sniffing and smelling her crotch.  She tried to push the animal’s muzzle from her crotch.  When she didn’t show enough eagerness, Zuberi had them put her on the “pony”.  Once again she was soon galloping on the horse that never went anywhere. 

“In the end, you’re gonna suck the dog’s cock and it’s going to fuck you,” he told her.

She rode the pony and that was an erotically thrilling scene that Peng’s crew got all in one take.  At first Kate just stood on her toes, but when she got tired, she sat on the sharp edge, but after awhile with her weight on her pussy she raised up on her toes and then when her calves gave out she sat down with the sharp edge again putting pressure on her pussy, perineum and anus.  Then the bobbing started.  It got to that point very quickly.   She got very sore between her legs and shot right back up again.  Up and down.  Up and down. 

She began to go faster and faster.  It was an amazing sight. When Kate started “bobbing” like she was riding a horse, she stared right at the camera and showed all her emotions.  The expressions on her face were priceless, but to get a close-up view of her pussy when it came in contact with the sharp edge and seeing her rise up on her toes Chang got the lens almost right on her pussy.  Harry once again discovered that some of the things they did to his wife got him hot.  Then Zuberi stood beside her and very quietly asked her if she wanted to get off. ‘Was she prepared to obey?’ 

They actually got her saying on the tape that she would give herself to the dog. They let her down and got her on her back on the floor.   Harry, when he was asked if he wanted his wife to have sex with the dog, he resisted.  The Inspector, grinning on the sidelines, was very happy that Harry was such a good “actor”.  They had Nyarai take his balls hand.  While Gachie and Zuberi held him, Nyarai took Harry’s two testicles in his flushed, stretched sack and began pressing her thumbs into each testicle.  Zuberi then asked him again if he wanted his wife to, ‘have sex with the dog.’  After only a moment Harry agreed.  He was ashamed he had given in....

Next, they held Kate down and pulled her legs open.  The dog smelled the pussy and the semen, and its big, wet tongue shot out to lap her, licking her pubic hair, her slit, her ass crack and her buttocks.  As the dog’s pink tongue lapped her, it began to arouse her, even though she did not want it.  As the dog began lapping her THERE in her pussy…. it began to ooze and leak her feminine secretions and globs of semen. 

 

She began to writhe, and go, “oh…oh…oh.”

 

When it thrust its big pink tongue right into her hole, she yelped like she had been stuck; then she began moaning.  Harry found his penis stirred to stiffness watching the spectacle.  To see his wife trying to resist what the dog was doing to her and failing was heady stuff indeed.  Munyambu stood back enjoying what he had arranged.  It was becoming a really nasty show...The sound of the dog’s tongue lapping her all over was very erotic.  The sound man moved the boom in as close as he could to get it all.

 

The dog went crazy and began licking her madly.  Her reddish-brown nipples got as hard as pebbles; and as the dog tongue licked her clitoris - she thought she would go mad.   The dog sniffed at her asshole and then liking what it found there, began licking her shithole too.  Slower at first…then like a demon…and as the mastiff did its thing Kate got very hot and aroused.  Its tongue was soft, but strong and wet.  With her legs held open and spread, the big mastiff put its cold nose on her clitoris and forced its muzzle between her spread pussy lips.  The dog sniffed, and then its big, wet tongue began lapping every fold and crevice of her pussy from her vagina thru her labia to her clitoris....

 

Between the dog’s copious saliva, the semen and her secretions, her pussy was soon a mess.  Her pubic hair became totally soaked and plastered down, and the mastiff made her jerk and twitch every time it thrust its big pink tongue into her vagina.  She was very close to cumming.  Kate felt herself being pushed over a cliff as the dog had its way with her.  With her legs held open, she was totally vulnerable. 

The dog, with its big, sloppy tongue pushed her into a world of her own.  Oh, she could hear the men joking among themselves…but the dog’s tongue totally dominated her mind and body.  She whimpered, grunted, moaned, groaned, and then began cumming and cumming and cumming.  The dog licked her labia and clitoris, making her climax and flow over and over again flooding her pussy and dripping down to the wooden platform underneath her. 

 

Whimpering, grunting, moaning and then groaning and screaming as its tongue feasted on her womanhood and shit-hole, Kate could not contain her herself, as the dog licked her like a machine, and drove her to one orgasm after another.  Never in her life had she felt anything like it.  Its tongue was at her anus, warm and wet.  Its tongue explored every crevice and fold of her pussy. 

To have this happening to her in front of Harry and a whole room full of men opened a floodgate in her mind.  To be made to cum by a dog was a new degradation.  The most humiliating yet.  Involuntarily, she had multiple orgasms that kept exploding like a string of firecrackers!  She had a long string of convulsive orgasms.  She kept crying out and screaming.  Then they pulled the dog off her.  It was time for her to suck the dog’s cock.  They took a break and reloaded the cameras. 

The next shot, Simba led the dog over.  They got her lying on her back and the big mastiff was led over to straddle her head.  The dog was a hulk of muscle and bone. Kate blanched when she saw what it had between its legs.  The dog’s cock had emerged from its sheath and protruded obscenely.  It was hot red and purple in color and drooling fuck-slime.  The penis was fully 21 centimeters long and thick, with a knot that when fully engorged, was as big around as a man’s fist.  The beast’s organ was covered with gross veins too.  Chang made sure to let the camera linger lovingly on the dog’s penis.  Kate had never seen a dog’s fully erected organ before.  She had no idea how much cock a dog had, but as she stared at it, the dog showed a very big tool. 

She looked at it and wanted to balk, but knew she had no choice.  The idea of sucking a dog’s cock was revolting.  Simba and Gachie kept the dog straddling her head.  This put the drooling hot red tip of its cock right in her face.  Zuberi grabbed her hand and made her hold the animal’s cock – right behind the swelling “knot” at the base.  As she held it, it seemed to grow in her hand.  She was going to be made to suck a dog’s dirty dick.  The thought shamed her. They ignored her whimpering and Zuberi told her what to do.

“Kiss and suck the tip.  Then use your tongue to tickle the tip.  Do that over and over until I tell you to stop.”

 

When she began doing this, at his direction, it made the dog’s cock spurt furiously.  The dog’s cock kept jetting and the semen that didn’t end up in her mouth splashed all over her face.  They made her suck and swallow, suck and swallow and then do it over and over again in exactly the same way, as the crew caught it all on tape.  They pushed Harry over so he could watch her degrade herself close-up. 

Humiliatingly, his penis had gotten fully erect seeing her take this monstrous penis into her mouth, with semen going in her mouth and all over her face too.  Nyarai came over, and knelt beside him.  She began teasing his penis just the way she had before.  She tickled his protruding ball sack, now more sensitive than ever from being stretched by the cuffs, and squeezed his penis.

 

Kate descended down the status ladder to lower than that of a dog.  The canine discharge filled her mouth and she had to keep swallowing.  Her face got very slimy because every time she took the tip from her mouth, it just kept squirting semen.  It would just jet and gush in little pops.  Her cheeks, chin, nose, lips, neck and breasts were soon glistening with the dog’s watery discharge.  Pre-cum jetted from the tip like a hose and it seemed, at times, like the dog was pissing on her. 

It made her gag and choke – there was so much.  Something broke and the crew had to stop.  Peng was very unhappy.  It had been going so well. He was worried because anytime you work with an animal it can take much longer to get the animal to perform.  Gebhuza was performing like a pro.....So was Kate.... They got the problem fixed and got Kate back on the dog’s cock again.

 

She sucked and her cheeks bulged from the copious amounts of watery cum, until she swallowed; then her cheeks would bulge again.   Soon she was totally wet ....a sloppy mess as her cheeks, nose, mouth and chin were completely coated and dripping with the beast’s fuck slime.  As she continued to suck the dog’s cock, the knot at the base got bigger.  It looked like the dog’s penis had swallowed two lemons.  She looked over, at one point, and saw the horror of her situation in Chang’s face.  And then she looked over at her husband.  She saw disgust in his face and this disturbed her.  He was watching her suck a dog’s cock......It was so humiliating.

They kept her sucking its cock until Peng decided that it was time for her to take the dog in her vagina.  The cops knew the trick was getting the knot in before it was too big.  They got Kate on her elbows and knees.  They had learned from dog breeders how to make the dog deliver a huge load.  They knew that if a dog was teased over and over again, but not allowed to mount the female right away, it would stimulate the dog’s balls to produce more semen. 

This teasing - this “false mount” technique worked like a charm to increase the amount of semen in a dog’s balls. So, when Gebhuza started to mount her, Zuberi and Simba pulled the animal off her before its cock penetrated her.  They did that three times before they let the dog enter her.  This drove poor Gebhuza really crazy.  Using this technique, the dog would ejaculate a cup of hot semen into her vagina.   Kate was going to have lots and lots of nasty orgasms.  The crew figured out that Gebhuza was going to fuck the British woman half to death when it was released. 

As Gebhuza was positioned behind her hips again, and this time let loose, it growled and jumped on her back.  Its front legs and paws wrapped around her ribcage and its hips began humping.  The beast tried hard to get its cock in her hole.  The dog’s knot, at the base of the shaft looked colossal and Harry watching wasn’t sure that Kate’s pussy could take it.  But, as soon as the dog found her hole with the tip of its cock, it shoved it in quickly. 

Gebhuza drove it in and out like a demon.  The beast used its front paws to pull her closer and drooled on her back as it fucked her.  It never stopped.  The obscene sight of a dog fucking a human female had Harry groaning and his penis leaking as Nyarai teased him.  She wanted her to torment him, so she did just enough to keep him boiling.  Kate was now dripping with sweat…it dripped from her face, neck and underarms - even her back was wet. 

She could feel the beast’s knot crowding her hole.  She looked down between her legs and saw the knot right at her vaginal opening.  The men had moved in closer on each side to watch as the knot pressed her vaginal opening.  The knot seemed gigantic now and the animal kept pushing to get it inside.  The knot began stretching the vaginal sphincter open and Kate grunted, feeling the pressure.

Simba clapped his hands and laughed, “.....AND IN IT GOES!”

Chang following the action with Peng directing....got the camera right there and

when it popped inside and Kate howled as her vagina was stretched like she was giving birth, they caught the moment perfectly.  One second the knot was outside her hairy pussy…and then, it was inside her.  Harry, who thought that her pussy wouldn’t take the knot, watched shocked and amazed.  Fully embedded now, the tip was at end of her vagina.  Kate soon began screaming as it was way past her G-spot and stretching her vagina.  

There were nerve endings in that part of her sex-hole, that when stretched, would push her towards deep uterine orgasms.  Kate soon began babbling.  Filthy words tumbled out of her mouth.  The sound guy had been down close to the dog and didn’t catch what Kate was mumbling.  He swung the boom around to record her. The knot, now fully inside, throbbed, and the tip spurted as the shaft pulsed and vibrated.  The dog had stopped humping.  It just held itself inside her and kept spurting and vibrating inside her.  Kate’s whole world had become her vagina.

Kate felt herself approaching orgasm.  As the dog’s cock vibrated and spurted, her whole pelvis seemed to throb and then contract.  Her vaginal muscles convulsed against the dog’s cock and she came HARD.  Her brain seemed to explode as she climaxed.  When she relaxed, Harry could see the knot trying to come out.  But it was too big.  Then when she squeezed her vaginal muscles, the knot was pulled further back inside.  This massaged the front wall of her vagina as well as forcing the dog’s cock deep again into her hole.

Munyambu, pointing, said to Kamau in Swahili, “she’s fucking herself silly. We’ve really got the whore trained now.”

Kamau smiled and nodded.  Kate was having one body shaking orgasm after another.  She felt the animal spurting hot cum DEEP in her hole - hosing her with hot, watery, bestial cum.  Its organ throbbed - hotter than a man’s.  It spurted inside her for a long time.  Throbbing and spurting..... it pushed her into multiple orgasms.  The dog’s cock had turned her sexhole into a volcano.  The big knot held most of the hot cum inside her; and the hot cum coated her vaginal walls.  The knot compressed and stretched the front of her vagina so that heat flowed into her urethral sponge as well.

The result was that she came convulsively over and over again.  The effect of all that hot cum right in the nerve-rich vagina drove her wild.  And unlike a man, the dog spurted continuously. The knot kept Gebhuza locked inside her. She had continuous orgasms for 15 or 20 minutes. Some were total body shakers, and she almost fainted.  Harry couldn’t believe how his wife was reacting.  It was mind-blowing.  He discovered, much to his shame, that he liked seeing his wife forced to mate with a dog....

Seeing her facial expressions, listening to her moans and uncontrollable screaming got to him.  When Nyarai took hold of his penis and jerked it hard several times, he ejaculated with a groan.  It was a very intense cum.  Chang missed it.  He was very focused on Kate, who had been thoroughly fucked, slowly coming back to her senses when she felt the animal pulling back.  This hurt as the knot was deeply embedded in her hole, just behind her pubic bone. 

Then the animal turned around so that it was still knotted with her but now the dog was facing the other way.  Chang made sure to catch this tableau.  It was priceless.   But, all good things come to an end and the knot finally shrank and popped out.  Gebhuza’s cock was still partially engorged.  The dog stood there for a moment, then bent down and licked itself.  Simba then led the animal away.

The shaft and the knot had been in Kate’s vagina, one that had given birth to three children.  Still on her elbows and knees, Kate panted like a trained animal herself.  She was wet and sloppy everywhere from her belly down to her light brown pubic hair - her thighs and her buttocks.  A sloppy mess of canine semen and her secretions mixed with a little menstrual blood oozed from her hole and ran down her thighs.  Her hole was stretched open, red and swollen.  Simba put a pan down and a cup of slimy slop drained out of her sex-hole.  The tape’s ending was Zuberi making Kate drink what was in the bowl and then lick it clean.  It took all of Sunday for Kate (and Harry) to recover.  It was the most intense taping yet for Kate. 

The Daughter

Kate had three children.  Peter was nine and Sarah six.  Rebecca, at fifteen, was the eldest.  Known as Becky..... she was a soft, sweet, semi-virginal version of her mother; a baby doll with skin like silk, the eyes of an angel and gentle as a doe.  Becky often babysat the younger children, especially Sarah. 

She had been experimenting with sex and drugs like a lot of 15 year olds everywhere.  Her parents knew that she was growing up and exposed to a lot of outside influences.  So, to be safe, Kate had taken her to her gynecologist when she was only14 for birth control.  This was after she’d discovered that Becky was “petting” to orgasm with boys.  Actually, Becky had been giving boys blow jobs for a year and had recently lost her virginity to an older white boy in her school. She was starting to have sex on a semi-regular basis.  And like most kids everywhere she learned a lot about sex on the Internet.  She and her friends were discovering things like mate swapping, homosexuality, and anal sex online and talking about it at school.

Becky and her best friend, Darlene, had even spent some time visiting websites that dealt with interracial sex.  It was all the rage at school....to discuss such taboo topics.  In fact Darlene’s mother overheard her daughter, Becky, and another friend talking in Darlene’s bedroom one day. They were spinning a fantasy: being kidnapped by a primitive tribe somewhere in Africa.....kept nude and gangbanged regularly until they escaped.  Darlene’s mother concluded that her daughter and her friends were trying to find out what was wild or normal by verbalizing the fantasy.  There was some hip-hop playing in the background while they gabbed.

Neither Kate nor Darlene’s mother actively encouraged their daughters to have sex.  But, Darlene liked going braless/panty-less under nice, but revealing clothes and thought all the fuss over Britney Spears going braless and panty-less was silly since so many girls were starting to go braless and panty-less too.  Becky agreed with her.  Becky was a normal girl and interested in boys.

Kamau and Zuberi had visited Kate on a number of occasions in their own home.  After that night the two men had embarrassed her parents in front of her grandparents, Becky asked her mother for an explanation.  Kate explained that that had a “hold” on them and both Mother and Father had to do what they were told.  Becky was shocked and horrified.  The house was on the edge of the development and when they came to visit the men would drive to the back of the house and park behind the gated fence.  As Kamau and Zuberi were leaving one day after enjoying Kate’s “hospitality”, Becky, returning from school, ran into them. 

It was an embarrassing moment for mother and daughter.  Mom was flushed, sweaty and wearing only a short robe with nothing on underneath.  The two men were amused.  Daughter gaped at mom and Kate returned her look with one that seemed to say, ‘it’s ok’.   Kamau, in particular, frightened Becky. The two men for were impressed by the youngster.  They found her a delightful morsel and began thinking of what they could do to get their hands on her.  Kamau went to work to come up with the right way to get Becky in his clutches.

Figuring that at 15 she might be experimenting with bhang (cannabis) he checked in with the division responsible for drug investigations. Churches and schools of late had been warning about the alarming increase of drug abuse in schools.  Findings of a study undertaken by the Child Welfare Association appeared in the news that two of every ten Kenyan students were using bhang.  He cleared it with the Chief Inspector and set up a little sting operation to snare the young Braxton girl.  It wasn’t hard.  Becky enjoyed smoking with her girl friends and at parties.  To plant a stash in her school locker was easy for a corrupt Inspector and his crew.

And so, this is how Becky Braxton found herself in custody in the bowels of the Langata Police Station.  She had been arrested at school by a constable who told the school authorities that he was operating on a “tip”.  Becky was called into the principal’s office and presented with the “evidence” planted in her locker.  They drove her handcuffed to the police station and let her stew for awhile in a cell to make her nervous.  

Thoroughly frightened and cowed, she was an easy subject to manipulate. Soon, she was turned over to Senior Sergeant Kamau.  He took her to an interrogation room.  He and Zuberi would question her.  Zuberi would be the “good cop” and he would be the “bad cop”.  Since she didn’t actually have any bhang in her locker on that day, she was vulnerable to their experience in manipulating a suspect.  They soon tricked her into admitting she smoked bhang.

“I’ve only smoked ......like..... a few times...... I swear,” she sniffled.

“It’s illegal to use....you know that.  You know that’s a crime,” said Kamau, playing the “bad” guy.

“If you cooperate, little girl, you may leave here today,” Zuberi said solicitously, working to gain her trust.

“I’ll do whatever you say..... I....I swear,” Becky replied.

“You’re already involved,” Kamau said to her.

“You just wanted to fit in....right,” Zuberi asked her?

Kamau stopped her each time she denied involvement.  Every time she objected to something either man said, he made it seem like this was an admission of guilt. They both got close to her and when she hesitated, Kamau pounced on her verbally and got right in her face.  She had begun to tremble and her eyes were wet.  Kamau came up with two opposite motives as to why she had the drugs in her locker.  Becky got confused. And when he got her to talk about her drug use, she came unglued.  By the time Zuberi suggested to her that she write out a confession on paper, Becky was an emotional wreck.  She would have done anything at that point to get them to let her go.

The plan was to “soften” her up and then they would molest her.  The Chief Inspector had already had Harry picked up and brought to the station.  He intended to have him watch as his daughter was abused through a one-way glass in an adjacent room.  They brought Harry into Munyambu’s office and he told him what was going on.  Harry realized immediately that this gave the police another hold over him and his family.   The Chief Inspector told him that if he and his daughter “cooperated” he could take her home that day.  Harry, sweating, sickened and nervous, nodded when the Inspector asked him if he understood.

“Remember when I told you that your wife was going to have to work off the balance of what you owed.  Well, it looks like your daughter has added to the bill.”

Here is what Harry saw when they brought him into the dark cubicle bordering the interrogation room.  His daughter sat in a wooden chair.  Behind her was a table.  It had been pushed up against the back of the chair.  Zuberi and Kamau were on either side of her leaning up against the table.  Harry fidgeted in his chair as Becky, her hair pulled back in a ponytail, looking angelic and sweet in socks, loafers, a pale pink short-sleeved cotton blouse and a pleated skirt, squirmed as the men interrogated her.  She was holding the pad and pencil Zuberi had given her in her hand, sniffling and begging not to have to write a “confession”. 

“My parents are going to find out and everything,” she asked with a tremor in her voice?

“You’ve already admitted you’ve used bhang – it was found in your locker.  All that’s left is for you to do is write a confession.”

Becky began whimpering as she considered that choice.

“Well, there’s another way.  Just admit to me you’ve been a bad girl,” Zuberi said.  “And tell me you wanna be a good girl.”

“OH.....Y...yes, I do,” she sniffled.

“You just be a good girl - and we’ll let you go,” he said to her.

Harry, in the darkened adjacent room - watching with Munyambu right behind him, gulped as he quickly saw what was happening.  By the time he’d gotten there, she already admitted some things.  Now, knowing how corrupt these guys were, he knew they had his daughter right where they wanted her.  And there was nothing he could do except sit there as the drama played out. 

Becky looked up at Zuberi.  Fifteen years older, he projected authority.  She searched his face for a sign.  She wanted to believe him.  He smiled at her and when he did this she felt she could trust him. A sliver of a smile crossed her face.  He patted her on the shoulder and stepped back into the shadows. That’s when Kamau stepped in....and her face darkened.  She seemed to shrink in her chair whenever he pounced on her.  He got right next to her and put his hand on her face. 

Then he ran his finger over her lips in an obscene way.  Soon, he was forcing open her mouth and just raping her with his finger.  Harry watched as he soon worked two fingers into her mouth spreading open her lips. He had his fingers against her cheeks and then took hold of her tongue pulling the wet, pink organ out of her mouth.  It was obscene what he was doing to her.  It was like he was getting ready to finger-fuck her mouth.

Harry felt a twitch in his groin as Kamau molested his daughter.  This horrified him.  It was obvious to him that if she wanted to be a “good girl” she was going to have to extend them some “hospitality”.  The thought of seeing his daughter defiled in that way overwhelmed Harry with a wild avalanche` of emotions.  He wanted to protect her, but couldn’t.  He didn’t want to see her abused, but was prevented from doing anything.  He felt helpless.

On the other hand, he felt the weird tickle of excitement.... titillated by the fact that they would make her take her clothes off and do things to her in front of him.  He was sick with guilt at this, but helpless to control his own feelings of shameful curiosity and physical lust.  He looked back over at Munyambu who was grinning at him.  He was enjoying the opportunity to torment him; and loved reinforcing Harry’s feelings of helplessness and submission... almost as much as he loved defiling his women.

As Harry gawked, Kamau pried open her mouth and shoved his fingers in....Becky rolled her head this way and that, but he was relentless and kept up the invasion of her mouth.  Penetrating her with his fingers....he raped her mouth.  Finally, he turned to her breasts.  He grabbed and began mauling them.  He swung around and got up on the table behind her and pulled her back in her chair. Then, he began unbuttoning her blouse. 

She whimpered, making soft sounds in her throat as he had his way with her. He held her by her chin with one hand and with the other he rubbed, squeezed and pinched her tits.  She was wearing a pink “sports bra” and as Harry stared, he worked his hand into her bra to rub her nipples.  Harry felt his penis stir in his pants, much to his shame and hoped that Munyambu didn’t notice.  He felt himself blushing....

Then Kamau used two hands and got both of them underneath her bra.  Becky kept her eyes closed and her face turned to the side as he touched her tits all over, grasped and squeezed them in his hands. Then he reached down and took the bottom of her bra in both hands and yanked it up.....pulling the garment up towards her neck.  This exposed Becky’s tits.  Harry gasped and began breathing a little harder as he glimpsed his daughter’s tits for the first time. 

They were as big as apples, creamy white and capped with strawberry-colored areolas and nipples.  He had never seen them before, of course, and the sight took his breath away.  Becky, now that her tits were on display, began to pant, as Kamau rolled, squeezed and hefted them in his hands.  She had begun to look down at what he was doing to her and moaning softly.  It was when he began bouncing them up and down in his hands that she started sniveling and whimpering at his obscene play.

In response, Kamau pulled her closer to him and reached down to pull up her skirt and grab her thighs. He simultaneously pulled her legs up and shoved her hips

closer to the edge of the chair.  This exposed her crotch to Harry who found himself gazing at his daughter’s panty covered “camel-toe”.  She was wearing pink and white panties with a cute pattern made up of tiny roses.  He made her put her heels on the edge of the chair and ran one finger down between her legs to stroke the folds of her pussy outlined in the crotch of her panties. 

After playing with her this way for awhile, he grabbed her panties and pulled them tight in her crack, like he was giving her a frontal wedgie.  When Kamau pulled the material tighter Harry was beside himself as he saw her pubic hair for the first time.  When Kamau had it wedged tightly between her outer labia he yanked the material left and right so it rubbed her sensitive inner labia as well as her clitoris.  At the same time, he worked a finger into her mouth.

He was systematically violating her in stages.  Then with one hand on the crown of her head holding her steady, he got a finger underneath the leg band of her panties to rub her labia and explore her vagina.  Becky began moaning softly.  He took his finger out and it was wet up to the second knuckle.  He brought it to her mouth and shoved it in, making her taste her own feminine secretions. 

Following this he pounced, like a cat, and made her turn around to kneel on the chair with her elbows and upper body on the table top.  He flipped up her skirt to expose her panties.  He pushed her thighs together and then began giving her humiliating open handed slaps on her buttocks.  Like she was a “bad girl” and needed a spanking.  Becky moaned and wiggled her ass as Kamau gave her harder smacks.

Harry sat and watched feeling for all the world like a butterfly pinned to a board.  There was nothing he could do, except sit there and feel all the emotions surging through him.  He had no choice but to feel it all: anger, sadness, guilt, shameful lust and sheer mind-numbing helplessness.  He could almost feel Munyambu standing behind grinning; and he avoided looking back at him.  Harry felt like the little fly that had become entrapped in the sticky snare of a spider’s web and any struggles on his part only made it worse.  He took a deep breath and tried to stay calm...

Kamau, in the meantime, had pulled Becky’s right hand behind her and was holding it by the small of her back.  He next pulled her panties tight in her crack again, showing Harry her full buttocks.  Becky had a lovely ass, and Harry was all too aware, at this point, of the stiff prick in his shorts.  Next, Kamau pulled her panties down to her knees, exposing her butt cheeks completely.  Harry’s eyes were bugging out of his head as he watched him pull her cheeks apart to reveal her pussy and anus.  His daughter had a simply beautiful “package”. 

She had just enough pubic hair with full pink labia and a tight pinkish-brown anus nesting in a slightly darker grove.  Kamau obscenely pulled her cheeks apart - back and forth, back and forth - treating her like a doll or a puppet.  He next worked a finger into her hole and wormed it around and around.   There were microphones in the room and a big speaker mounted on the wall above the glass in the room Harry was in. 

As Kamau wiggled his finger in his daughter’s pussy, soft squelching noises could be heard.  Then he withdrew his index finger and worked his second and third fingers into her tight wet channel. With his palm down and his index and pinky splayed out over the inner surface of her butt cheeks, he rotated them, feeling around inside her buttery depths for what he was looking for: her G-spot. 

When he found it he began to rub it vigorously.  As he found a rhythm massaged it harder and harder, Becky became more vocal.  When he went into overdrive, she began a keening wail as her urethra began spurting fluid.  As Harry watched helplessly, his daughter began ejaculating like a whore.  He could not believe his eyes, but there was no mistaking it.  Kamau’s fingers, wrist, and Becky’s pussy and inner thighs all bore evidence of her orgasm.  He had made her have a very wet cum. 

And Harry was now more aware than ever that he was helpless to prevent his own body from reacting.  He had a stiff erection that was very obvious from the bulge in his trousers.  In fact, Munyambu looked over his shoulder at the lump and he and Harry locked glances for a second.  It was enough to let Harry know that he knew what he was feeling.

Kamau pulled his fingers out of Becky’s pussy and holding up his wet hand brought it over to her face.  He held it up to show her and then made her lick his fingers.  It was very humiliating.  Harry couldn’t help staring at the wet labia still prominently displayed between her plump thighs.  Becky tried to slump down into a fetal position on the chair, but the seat was too small for her to do this and Kamau had already grabbed her by the right arm and pulled her up into a sitting position.  He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her forward so that her face was right up against his crotch.

He rubbed her face all over his bulge as she whimpered.  Harry saw that unconsciously she had opened her mouth and put her lips up against what she otherwise was trying to get away from.  She squirmed on the seat, but then sat riveted as Kamau unbuckled his belt, unzipped his trousers and pulled everything down to flaunt his cock and balls.

She looked at his package as if it were some sort of snake.  He was twenty older and black.  And she had never had anything to do with a man like that.  He made her hold it.  And it was already very hard and sizable in length and thickness.  He took her hand and jerked it back and forth. This retracted his foreskin and Becky couldn’t stop staring at the reddish head as it was exposed.  Then he told her to put her hand on his balls.  She did so but he had to take her hand and show her what he wanted her to do: fondle his ball sack and jerk him off.  

He had to keep taking her by the hand to get her to do all that.  She kept her head down and stared right at his cock with a fearful look in her eyes.  Then taking a hold on her ponytail he pushed her face on his cock.  He pulled her this way and that, all the while telling her to keep her mouth open, so he could rub her soft lips on his cock.  Following this, he let go of her, but told her to kiss and lick him THERE.  She looked up at him fearfully, and brushing back tendrils of her hair that were obscuring her face, she looked over at Zuberi for reassurance.  His face seemed to say, ‘that’s a good girl.  Now, you do what you’re told and everything will be OK.’ 

Becky hesitated just a little and that’s when Kamau grabbed her by the ponytail again, but this time not as rough and said to her, “now get busy and use your tongue to lick it.....and then kiss it.....understand?”

Becky looked up and nodded and then went to work doing his bidding.  She began licking all around the corona with the tip of her tongue daintily.  Kamau let her do that for a moment and then got his two hands on her head and roughly rubbed her mouth all over his ball sack and cock.  Harry squirmed and fidgeted in his chair as Becky got a lesson in oral sex.  She was being too tentative and cautious and Kamau got impatient.  He yanked her head around a bit holding onto her ponytail. 

Becky’s brow furrowed when she heard what he wanted next.   He shook her head like she was a disobedient child and commanded her to open her mouth. She had no choice.   His cock had a big mushroom head.  It was reddish in color and contrasted sharply with the black shaft.  She didn’t want to suck it, but he insisted.  He let her get used to it for a moment and then using her ponytail like a lever he pulled her mouth off it and then yanked her back onto it. 

He got it in so deep that she gagged and Harry could hear the retching sounds as she struggled to keep from vomiting.  He did this several times, each time it was more of a torture for her.  She gasped and strained to keep up with the thick flow of saliva that the rape of her mouth was producing.  Her lips and chin were now very wet....Every time he pulled out, his cock was connected to her mouth with strings of her saliva.  As he went in deeper and reached the entrance to her throat, her mouth defensively produced torrents of saliva to protect her.  Her nose had started to run and her eyes were wet as he pulled and pushed her back and forth like a doll.

“Stay down on it, girl,” he barked at her.

She grimaced and labored to say something to appease him.  But he wanted to humiliate and degrade her.   When he got it in her mouth again he pushed her down on it and then using her hair jerked her back and forth.  Becky began making the nastiest sounds as she gagged and heaved at the invasion of her mouth.  When he’d gotten a good rhythm going again, he grasped her head with both hands and humped his hips forward. 

The saliva began running down the corners of her mouth in thick strands to drip onto the floor.  Then he just held her head steady and Becky’s whole body began to buck as she desperately fought the urge to throw up. She had her hands on his thighs and she was clenching and unclenching them....and then beating softly on his legs as she struggled.

“You stay down on it,” he snapped at her again.

When he let her go, she pulled back all the way to get his cock out of her mouth and gasped for breath.  A river of thick saliva spilled from her mouth and one super thick, nasty strand still connected her to him. She looked up at him with wet eyes with tears running down her right cheek.....

“I’ll be a g....good girl,” she promised.

When he put his hands back on her head she looked at his cock wearily and reluctantly opened her mouth for the next assault. She sucked up the strand of saliva - following it until she came to the reddish cock head.  Then she took him in.  This time it was easier.....she was getting used to having something big in her mouth and throat. 

Lubricated by the copious flow of saliva, Kamau began to work his cock in and out.....in and out....methodically....not too fast and not too slow.  He was using her mouth like a vagina and Becky was getting a sex lesson in how to take a big man’s cock.  Tears running down her cheeks, saliva drooling and the sound of her gulping and swallowing dominated the moment.  There was a buildup of her saliva on his testicles and as her fucked her mouth it dripped down to the floor. 

Kamau began to go faster and faster and Becky had her eyes closed, grimacing, her pretty features screwed into a scowl, with her open palms resting on his thighs.  His hips began doing a little jig.....Harry could see Kamau’s black buttocks clench as he began ejaculating in his daughter’s sweet mouth.  Semen squirted out the right side of her mouth and he could see her tongue working on the underside of the shaft as Kamau pulled his cock slowly from her warm, wet mouth.  She choked and heaved trying to decide if she should swallow the load.  It tasted warm and salty sweet to her.  When she looked up, Kamau told her to swallow.  She did....She was panting and her mouth was still drooling when she was done.  Her blouse was still open, her bra was still pulled up to her neck and her panties were still down around her ankles.

That’s when Zuberi came over and praised her.  She looked up at him imploringly as if to say, ‘I was a good girl, can I go home now’?  His answer, still smiling at her was to help Kamau take off all her clothes.  They stripped her naked and got her up on the table.  Kamau held her by her shoulder and head and stuck his finger in her mouth again.  Zuberi pushed her thighs up to her breasts and began finger fucking her.  When he got her nice and juicy, he worked his second and third fingers into her and, palm up, began searching for her G-spot.  When he found it he worked it hard until he made her spurt again wetting the table. 

   

That’s when Munyambu put his hand on Harry’s shoulder and said, “I want some of that too.” 

He went to the door, opened it and waltzed into the room.  When Becky saw another man enter the room, she began struggling and Kamau and Zuberi wrestled her into submission.  They changed places and Zuberi got by her face, took his hard cock out and working his fingers into her mouth to pry it open so he could get his black dick in.  Kamau stood at the left end of the table.  Zuberi got Becky set to suck his cock.  He dropped his trousers and shorts and played with his dick.  He rubbed the tip of his cock all over her face as Kamau played with her clitoris to get her worked up.  Munyambu came over and held her head so Zuberi could get a good blowjob.  Harry sitting alone in the dark now watched the three black men work his daughter over. 

Kamau instructed her to kiss and lick his friend’s dick from the pendulous ball sack to the tip....until his package was shiny with her saliva.  She was so pretty and Zuberi got very hot having this 15 year old white morsel servicing him.  He got his dick in her mouth and started to thrust in and out, alternating it with wiggling his hips.  Soon, Becky’s near virginal mouth with her sweet pink lips had swallowed his full length.  Kamau was holding her head by her ponytail and helping Zuberi fuck her mouth.  Munyambu had begun rubbing her clitoris, squeezing her breasts and pinching her rosy-pink nipples.

Harry was on fire. His shame at feeling any sexual arousal at the abuse of his daughter was diminishing as the scene played out in front of him.  He was all alone with his shameful sexual arousal as his daughter was revealed in all her female glory to him.  He had always found her to be delightful and appealing as a female, but to get an erection now was perverted.  To have darker, lewd thoughts wrenched up by what his tormentors had contrived was sheer mental torture. 

He watched Zuberi come in Becky’s mouth as Kamau held her head so that she swallowed everything.  Zuberi let out a satisfied groan and threw his head back as he emptied his balls in the white teen’s mouth.  Then, when he’d gotten his breath, he turned to the glass and smiled - right at Harry.   Following this, Kamau got her positioned so he could fuck her as Munyambu got her sucking his cock.  They bent her over with her hands on her knees.  Kamau got behind her and Munyambu took a position in front of her face. 

Harry watched the men have their fun.  They were closer to the one-way glass now and along with the sounds coming over the speaker, Harry got a front row seat as the two men enjoyed his daughter’s “hospitality” fore and aft.  Zuberi pinched her nipples to add to the sensations overwhelming her.  She began groaning and squealing and soon Munyambu hosed her mouth, filling her so that she choked and gagged.

When Kamau was ready to cum, he pulled out and got in her face.   Poor Becky was forced to take another heavy load in her mouth. She had just swallowed Munyambu’s slippery load when she had to swallow another man’s ejaculation.  Harry watched the Chief Inspector go to work and get two fingers into Becky’s open vagina.  He began finger banging her; and made her spurt one last time.  Munyambu shoved his wet fingers at her face and rubbed them all over her mouth..... eventually making her suck them clean.

Becky was exhausted by what they had done to her and sank to her knees.  Kamau and Zuberi pulled her to her feet and dumped her in the chair as the Chief Inspector adjusted his trousers and belt.  He said something to the two men, who nodded and then he strolled back into the adjacent room.  Harry was standing there, sweaty and flushed. 

“Enjoy the show, Harry,” he asked him?

Harry, stung by humiliation, didn’t say anything.  Then he asked, “can she go now?”

“Hmmmm......   As soon as she gives us the names of her friends.  I’ve got to get something for my friends downtown.  If she does that, she can go,” he said.... sounding reasonable.

Inside the little room, Kamau had gone to a cabinet on the far wall and came back with a bare metal bicycle seat.  He set it on the table.  Becky was curled up on a chair, trying to cover up her nakedness and sniffling.  She watched as Kamau went back to the cabinet.

She turned to Zuberi, whom she still regarded as the “good cop” and asked him, “can I go home now....I’ve been a good girl....right?”

“Just one more thing Becky......we need for you to tell us all the names of the kids at school who use bhang.”

“Y...you mean “snitch” on them,” she asked with a tremor in her voice?

“Well, don’t think of it as snitching.  You know now that using bhang is wrong.  And it can get you into trouble.....right?”

“Y...yeah...”

“Well, we’ve got to clip this thing so it doesn’t grow.  We need the names of everyone you know who’s into bhang.  And we wanna know who sells it at school.”

“I don’t know where my friends get it....I just used it.....I really don’t know who sells it.”

“Well, let’s start by telling us who uses.  Now, sit up straight young lady.”

Becky was ashamed to sit up....after all she had just been fucked silly and was naked and wet as well as scared.  And the thought of giving up her friends was something she hadn’t even thought about doing.  But now, she was being pressured to confess.....And as she watched, Kamau came back to the table with a plastic box, some wires, leather straps, and a plastic spray bottle. 

He set the box up on the table and attached a red and black wires to it. There was a T-shaped handle on the top.   Becky wasn’t sure what the device was.  Harry had stood up, nervous now, and eager to get going since Munyambu had indicated he could take his daughter home soon. 

Zuberi, still playing the kindly good cop role, began asking her, “who do you know who uses bhang.”

Becky had pulled her knees up to her chest, and wrapped her arms around them. She hugged herself and rocked gently but kept avoiding answering his questions directly.  Finally, he pointed to the stuff on the table. 

“Know what that is, Becky,” he asked her?

She looked it over again and said, “n...no.”

“Well.... it’s an electric shock machine.  My partner, as you know, is not so nice.  And...uh...he’s under orders to hook you up to the machine.  If you don’t answer the question, he’s gonna shock you.  He’s gonna shock you until you tell him what he wants to know.....Do you understand?”

“Uh....o...oh please.....you can’t .....you guys wouldn’t do that.  You wouldn’t do that to me...would you?  Please......I’ll do anything.  I’ll do anything you ask....I’ll suck it again if you want me to....anything....anything.... but please....please don’t hurt me,” she begged.

Harry, looking on horrified, turned to Munyambu and said, “Oh shit, they’re not going to do that...... are they?”

“Well, we’ll have to see....she may cooperate....let’s see.  We don’t call it the

“hot seat” for nothing,” he said grinning at Harry.

The Hot Seat

Harry turned back to the window and silently begged his daughter to be reasonable.  ‘Sticking up for your friends is a good thing,’ he thought, ‘but not at the expense of being tortured.  Please baby....just tell the man what he wants,’ he silently prayed.  Next, Kamau and Zuberi got Becky up on her feet and then Kamau went to work securing the bicycle seat to the seat of the chair she’d been sitting on. Becky, ashamed at being naked, kept one arm covering her tits and cupped her wet mound with her other hand.

When he finished with the seat, Kamau used two alligator clips to attach the negative black wire and the positive red wire to the rear edge of the bare metal seat. Then he plugged the gizmo, a transformer, into a wall socket.  Following this, he sprayed the bicycle seat with water and motioned for Becky to sit down.  She resisted and tried to get away.  She twisted this way and that, but Zuberi caught her and Kamau grabbed her too and they both muscled her into the chair. 

Kamau strapped her wrists and ankles to the chair’s arms and legs. The bicycle seat held Becky tight against the straps holding her.  Now that she was seated on the seat the value of its shape was revealed as it parted her buttocks nicely and placed her pussy, perineum, and anus right up against the bare, wet metal.  Harry turned to Munyambu and begged him to let her go.

“I’ll tell you what.....you jerk off.....and when you cum....... I’ll make them stop....OK,” he said.

“Oh..... shit.....you’re kidding....right?”

“Asshole, do I look like I’m kidding?”

Harry realized that Munyambu was dead serious.  He looked over to his right and on the table up against the wall there was a single box of tissues.  Someone had thoughtfully provided him with something to catch his ejaculate.

“Harry.....drop your shorts and start playing with yourself.  When you cum, I’ll let her off. Get busy asshole,” he barked.

He looked around and wished he could fly away.  And in the meantime, his daughter would be “riding the lightening”.  But, Munyambu gave him no time to think.  He grabbed Harry and push-steered him into a chair. Harry wanted to help his daughter, but realized that the only way involved him degrading himself.  He gulped and hesitated.   Realizing what he had to do, Harry stroked his penis and tickled his ball sack, and as Becky begged them not to torture her any more, he masturbated.

In the meantime, Becky stared hypnotized as Kamau’s hand went to the black plastic box sitting threateningly on the table. He rested his fingers on the small T-handle on the top of the box.  Zuberi went back to asking her about her friends and when she didn’t talk, he nodded to Kamau who edged the handle forward on the transformer.  The box started to hum.  The current surged.......Becky, only tethered by her wrists and ankles, feeling the current in her wet bottom, arched her hips up in the chair, looking as if she were humping a lover.... her body rigid and then she began twitching  as the current surged thru her loins.  There was only the whine of the machine and then the sound of Becky as she began squealing. 

After a few seconds Kamau yanked the handle back and the transformer’s buzz died away.  Becky slumped down in the chair, her head flopped forward and saliva dripped from her mouth onto her sweaty breasts as she panted.  Another question and when Becky didn’t respond with the right answer, the transformer’s drone seemed louder this time...and she howled as Kamau pushed the handle even further forward. 

Over the next ten minutes, when she didn’t answer properly, he shocked her again and again.  Each time the current forced her body to go stiff and rigid.  It made her strain and arch against the straps holding her - her hips jerking and spasming like a hot poker had been shoved up her ass.  Harry, playing with his prick and finally stiff now, jerked off frantically to make himself cum. 

The sheer spectacle of his daughter being tortured sexually was perversely arousing.  But he was equally motivated by a desire to get them to stop.  It was a strange and sick combination of feelings.  Afterwards he would be overwhelmed by guilt.  But, with the pretext of helping her, he could masturbate.  It was a dilemma that only a master like Munyambu could devise...

Sitting with her wrists and ankles bound and her thighs wide apart, Becky bucked, shook, trembled and quivered as the current had its way with her.  If it weren’t for the straps restraining her it looked as if she was having an orgasm each time the current hit.  Like she was being fucked by an invisible cock.  Sweating and straining her whole body would tense up and she writhed and shook in her bonds. Harry found what they were doing to his daughter terrible and humiliating but arousing too.

The shocks made her “dance” on the chair; her breasts bobbing and jiggling each time the current hit. The drone of the machine was punctuated by her cries whenever Kamau pushed the lever forwards.  And when he pulled it back and the current stopped flowing, Becky sagged.  Her head would roll around on her neck and her chest heaved as she panted. When she regained control of herself she would sob.  The sharp shocks took such control of her that she couldn’t even say anything.  Not even to beg Kamau to stop.

When Kamau cut the current, she would gasp for breath, weep and squirm on the seat, writhing in the remembered, excruciating pain in her loins. Sweat ran in rivulets down her face and neck onto her breasts.  There were trails of saliva from her mouth down onto her breasts before dripping down to splatter her wet lap and thighs. When the current was turned off, her gasps, whimpers and wet squirming filled the air and then she would slump and sag into a state of semi-consciousness.  

Zuberi would gently slap her awake and the process would be sickeningly repeated.  The last time he shocked her she pissed herself adding to the wetness which only served to conduct more electricity into her crotch.  When she began urinating like a cow in the field, Harry ejaculated.  True to his word, Munyambu released her.  It was almost an hour before she was dressed and ready for the two men who had abused her to take her home. 

In the car, on the way home, Becky felt, at that point, that maybe she was responsible for the bhang in her locker – she wasn’t sure any more and sat in the back seat with Zuberi like a zombie.    Harry, for his part, kept his mouth shut about what he had seen.  It was too humiliating.  How could he explain what he did when they were sexually abusing and torturing her?  It was too much to tell anyone.

Daddy’s Girl

Harry was enormously distressed when Becky had been drawn into the whirlpool that he and Kate were in, but there was no stopping it now.   The chain of events went from Harry to Kate and now Rebecca.   Harry, for his part, decided not to say anything to Kate about what happened to Becky.  He had all he could do to handle his feelings about seeing his wife being sexed. 

Becky went back to her normal routine after her experience at the police station, but she was a changed girl following her experience.  She’d been thrust into a very adult situation. Just emerging into womanhood, she had been sexually traumatized.  Her emerging sexuality received a blow that would change her. 

And although Harry would have been loath to admit it, he was shamed that he had been aroused by seeing his eldest child, his sweet, delectable daughter sexed by the same men who now controlled and used his wife.  He just couldn't help himself.  He had started to masturbate thinking about his being stripped and abused in front of his wife by Nyarai.  Once, he guiltily enjoyed masturbating thinking about his daughter watching him bound and forcibly masturbated by Nyarai.  He knew this was awful and sick, but he also knew it was becoming more difficult to suppress the feelings that these experiences were having on him.

Harry’s way of dealing with Becky was to buy her some new outfits and have Kate take her to her gynecologist to get her fitted for a new cervical cap.  At one point husband and wife discussed sending Becky to the UK so she could stay with relatives there and go to school.  But somehow that idea never went anywhere.

Harry, in a perfect world, would have liked for his daughter to have a longer girlhood, but he knew the sins of the parents are often visited on the children.  And so the scene was set for Munyambu’s next ploy.

Harry got a call from the Inspector.   He wanted Harry to bring his daughter to the warehouse on a Saturday to star in a porn.  Harry knew he had no choice.  He was not surprised by the call.  He told her that the Inspector wanted her to make a movie.  Becky wondered what sort of movie.  Harry told her that they were all being “punished”.   He explained in simple terms how the Inspector had snared him and that her mother was being used too.

“So that’s what Mom was trying to tell me,” Becky said.

Harry told Becky he knew about her admission of drug use.  It was either show up or else, he told her.   Becky began trembling and there was fear in her eyes.   She asked her Dad if there was any way she could avoid this, and he told her, ‘no’. Harry broke the news to Kate, who was totally shocked.  She just sat there shaking her head. ‘Not my baby,’ she kept saying.  When Saturday morning and 8am arrived, after a breakfast of juice and toast, Harry drove Becky to the warehouse.  Becky slumped in the car seat, realizing that it was inevitable.

She was dressed that day like she was going to a athletic event at school.  She wore a warm-up suit and running shoes, a sports bra, cotton panties and very little make-up.

“What do you think they’ll do,” she asked her father anxiously?  

“Well....you’ll have to act in the movie,” he said.

“Daddy, will I have to have....you know...have sex...in the movie?”

“....I think so...”

“OH.”

Harry parked.  He took Becky into the warehouse.   Kamau met them.  Becky saw him smirk at her Dad.  There were two men with Kamau she hadn’t seen before:  handsome young Simba, and the giant, Tembo.  Kamau and Gatura, she already knew and was sickened to see them again.  All of them knew her father, Becky realized.

“Well Rebecca, we meet again,” said Munyambu, who walked up to the group.

Becky gulped and looked at her dad for reassurance.

“I think you’re old enough for a drink.  Simba, get her something.  Get both of them a drink.  Do you know why you’re here,” Munyambu asked her?

“Yeah, I guess so,” she answered apprehensively.

“Well, you’ve been given a reprieve.  Do you know what that means?”

“A reprieve? Is that like I’m free?”

“Not quite...it’s not a pardon....it’s more like a stay of execution,” Munyambu told her.

“You going to be a star today.  If you do a good job, you’re not going to be in trouble.  If not, your confession means you’re going to Juvenile Remand Home.  Do you know what that is?”

“Yeah,” she said sullenly.

Simba showed up with a drink for Becky and one for Harry.  Even though it was morning, both of them, being nervous, began drinking.  Becky’s drink had fruit juice and rum.  And Harry got a scotch.  Becky eyed Simba. He was young.... only 20...tall and handsome.

“You’re going to have to do things you may not like, at first, but you’re gonna be a good girl and do them,” Munyambu told her.  “Do you understand?”

“I guess so.”

“DON’T GUESS. JUST DO IT,” he barked at her.

Peng came over and said, “we are all in readiness, Inspector.  Is this actress?”

“Yes, this is Becky.  Becky, say hello to the Director, Mr. Peng.”

Becky nodded sullenly.  Peng took her by the arm and led her over to the set.  They had a prison mocked up.  Appropriate for what got Becky there in the first place.  Simba, Kamau, Gatura and Tembo were there to play the part of “jailers”.

They took her to the jail.  Munyambu, with Peng standing next to him, explained the “scene” to her.  “You’re a girl who is caught and sent to jail.  The jailers get to play with you.”

“They do,” Becky said, scared?

“Y....yes....”

“Do you understand?”

“Yes...”

“Good. You just do what they tell you and you’re on your way to freedom. OK?”

“Yeah.”

“Sit down,” Peng directed her.  When she hesitated just a little, Kamau, who was standing off to Munyambu’s left, put the fear into her and barked, “sit your ass down.” 

She did.  Then Peng got together with his two crews. First the stationary camera crew and then Chang with the hand-held and the mobile boom mike handled by the sound guy. Becky looked for her father and he was standing back a bit, but she could see him and looked his way for reassurance.  He gave her a “brave” smile.

Kamau went to his mark at the “hallway”....a few feet from the “jail.”

“Action,” called Peng. 

Kamau went to the cell and looked in on Becky.

“First, take off your clothes.”

“In front of my dad,” Becky whined?

“YES,” yelled Kamau from the rear.  Peng stopped the cameras.

“Start again,” he said.

Kamau repeated the line.  Becky began whimpering, but took off her top and then her skirt.  By the time she was down to her cute little white socks with their little pink bows and her red pumps, she was on the edge of tears.  She did not want for her father to see her naked. To have to stand there without a stitch of clothing was soul-shattering for her in front of all these men, but to have her father see her was shattering.   Following this, Kamau ordered her to “dance” for him.  When she kept an arm covering her tits and concealed her hairy mound with her other hand and hesitated, he and Simba put her on the “pony” to get her mind right for what was to come. 

Harry watched his daughter go for a ride and when she began “galloping” he thought about saying something, but decided against it.  Sweating and writhing, Becky made for a pretty sight as she went for a long uncomfortable ride.  Tendrils of her hair got pasted to her sweaty face and her pony tail bobbed appealingly as she rode.  Harry got an erection watching her suffer on the wooden horse.  He couldn’t help himself.  He cursed himself for his weakness. But seeing her cupcake tits bouncing and swaying so prettily was a compelling sight.  At first, for Becky it was only mildly uncomfortable.  But soon, it became a torment; and eventually it became unbearable...

When Kamau, his gold teeth glittering in his mouth, asked her if she was ready to do what he told her, she sniffled and said, “yes.”

“Say, Yes Sir.”

“YESSIR,” she said.

He had Simba take her off the pony.  ‘Oh, God, this is so humiliating,’ she thought to herself.  Munyambu made her turn this way and that and jog up and down to make her tits bounce.  Finally, she had to bend over and spread her legs. Then she had to “dance”.  As was made Becky to exhibit herself in front of the camera, Harry got an erection.  Harry’s darling daughter now naked with only her make-up on, wiggled her ass and her pretty titties bobbed and jiggled. She began to wiggle and gyrate; and soon did a bump and grind with her hips.

Next, she was lashed to the door of her “cell” and Kamau and Gatura use a pair of thin bamboo canes on her.  She was given thorough whipping on her buttocks.  Before long, there were weals and marks all over her butt.  She gritted her teeth and struggled to take it, but she soon squealed, whimpered and sobbed, sexily shaking under the lash as the two men, one younger and one older, used the thin canes on her.

Chang concentrated his camera on her pretty ass and face as she was punished. When she was taken down, the Kamau made her kneel so he could whip her on her tender pinkish-brown anus.  He first made the teen put her head between his legs and hold onto his calves.  He then gave Becky a “firecracker” – five strokes of the cane on her anus. 

Following this, Kamau said, “OK, I’m gonna put my big, black dick in your hot mouth.” 

He got Becky on her knees and rubbed his dick all over her face.  Becky moaned as he marked her.  Finally, he took her hand and put it on his dick.   She then began to worship it in a way that blew Chang’s mind as he got closer to cover the action.  She dutifully began kissing him – THERE.  And then licking him.  The head, the shaft and then his pendulous balls.  Then she began sucking on him in the most loving way.  Harry gaped at his daughter ....ashamed that he was aroused.   She looked over in his direction, at one point, and was totally mortified. 

She respectfully licked his balls until they were wet and shiny with her saliva.   Munyambu came over and smacked Harry on the back of his head playfully.....enjoying his suffering.  Harry couldn’t believe the blow-job Becky was giving Kamau.  And looking at Becky, he could see her nipples were already erect.  Already a little wet, Kamau and Gatura now had Becky spread her legs to show her sweet, wet pussy to the camera. 

Harry saw her pussy glistening with dew and felt overwhelmed.  He alternated with looking at her directly and then on the monitor just to his left.   The two men then got Becky on the bunk in the cell and began a teasing routine.  One rubbed her clitoris and the other fingered her hole to get her steamed up…and soon, Becky was squirming. They rubbed her wet pussy....pushing her pissflaps this way and that.  Kamau goaded her clitoris....

“See what it does to her, Harry,” Munyambu said to Harry over his shoulder.  The crew then closed in as Kamau worked his cock into her hole.  Harry, from where he was, could see the black dick pulling and tugging on his daughter’s pussy lips. It looked like her pussy was being pulled inside out.  He fucked and pounded her for a few moments and ejaculated in her vagina.  Chang got in close when he pulled out to catch the semen pouring out of her stretched hole. 

Harry was mesmerized as he watched the man sex his daughter.  When he ejaculated and Harry saw his balls yo-yo up and down on the monitor as he deposited a big load deep in Becky’s pussy.  As he finished and pulled out, he got up, and with his semen streaked and wet walked out of the scene.

“See your girl’s pussy juice on his dick. See how wet it is…your baby girl was real hot and wet today….can you smell how hot she is,” Munyambu taunted Harry?

Harry felt himself descend to hell as he was very embarrassed, as her father, to watch his daughter have sex.  Young, handsome Simba went next.   He put her ankles on his shoulders so he could plunge his long dong headlong into Becky’s wet sex.

“Oh…OWWW,” she cried out as she experienced pain at the depth of the intrusion.

When he withdrew it, it was coated with her secretions and semen.  Her labia were pulled back and forth as he pushed it into her, despite her whimpering, until her vagina enclosed him fully. Then he began to thrust it in and out.  Fucking her hard.  Becky soon had Gatura standing by her head.  He got his cock in her mouth.  She only had the crown in her mouth.  Her cheeks bulged when he forced more in.  She drooled and her saliva, thick from gagging, dripped down her chin. He pumped his cock in her mouth and made her gag when it reached the opening to her throat.  Harry saw her eyes bulge as she was violated from both ends on the bunk.

They got a rhythm going.  Simba was ramming in and out of her now smoothly. Her girly secretions and all the semen had coated it so that his ravishment of her sex was eased.  There soon was a messy ring of accumulated fuck lather at the base of his cock as he drilled her relentlessly.  She was pushed closer and closer to orgasm.   Harry was amazed to see his daughter move her hips to receive more of Simba’s cock.  Actually, Becky found Simba “yummy”.  And she sucked now with some enthusiasm... her cheeks hollowing as she worked on the invader in her mouth.  Her lips formed an obscene perfect oval around Gatura’s gnarled black manhood.  She made a huffing sound as she had to breathe through her nose.  Her time with him was close to a climax and he began to move his hips - doing a jig as his buttocks clenched.

Just then his cock erupted in gouts of ropy streams.  It filled her mouth and was forced out of the corners of her mouth to dribble down her chin.  He hosed her and Becky swallowed as his cock kept spurting.  She swallowed again and again to keep up with the flood.  When he was done, he pulled his cock out.  She gulped a big breath of air, as soon as he was clear.

Simba, with his long, curved dong in the warm, wet depths of her sex, kept fucking her with smooth, powerful strokes.   She emitted a chorus of cries...her “ahs” and “ohs” grew louder and louder and she shrieked when she came.  He kept fucking her and made her cum again.  Some of the men applauded.  Peng shushed them.  He didn’t want the shot to be ruined.  Then, Simba began to approach his orgasm. 

He tensed up ….his muscular buttocks clenched and with a roar, came deep within her stretched, hot vagina.  His testicles bobbed up and down several times; then they drew up tight in his scrotum as he shot his seed deep into her.  He finished with a flourish: he pulled out to spurt some semen on her pussy.  He stepped away.  This time, the onlookers didn’t applaud.

A stream of white semen ran like a stream out of her violated hole.  Harry heard her whimper and make soft moaning sounds.  She waggled her hips and her asshole clenched and relaxed in the afterglow of her fuck.  Daddy’s penis was still erect. His balls had started to ache too.

The Gorilla

Then Tembo got his turn with Becky.  He was there as the “monster jailer”.  He smiled from ear-to-ear.  His cock was half-hard and even then, it was enormous.  Becky, who had been fucked by 2 men at that point, and whose pussy was loose and packed with semen, looked at it, when he pulled it out and shoved it in her face.  Her eyes popped open.  Chang had his camera right on her face with part of Tembo’s dick in the shot. 

The man had a monster between his legs in a room full of big, hard dicks.  Then, Tembo pushed her legs to her milky tits and got her ankles resting on his shoulders.   His dick, as he got her ready, kept lengthening and stiffening.   His cock was semi-hard and even then, it was enormous.  Becky began to whimper and moan as she anticipated what was next...

He grabbed his dick - pulled the foreskin back and forth, getting himself fully engorged and said, “OPEN WIDE....” 

Becky moaned as she looked down contemplating how big and thick it was.  It was now just about fully erect.  It seemed as long as her forearm and as big around as her wrist. 

“Oh, God....it’s so big,” was all she said. The sound man got that down perfectly. Peng beamed!

He rubbed her swollen, purple labia with the head of his dick.  Then, he took his time and worked it into her pussy.  In a little....then out....then back in.  Harry couldn’t believe it would ever fit in his daughter’s cunt.  Becky had accepted her fate and was relaxing her sloppy wet vagina as much as she could to allow him access to her girlish depths. He took a few minutes to work his dick in.  When it was about ¾ of the way he began to fuck her slowly.  Becky kept up a steady stream of whimpers, grunts and cries as his big cock ironed out all the wrinkles in her cunt. 

After a few minutes, when it had gotten it almost all the way in, he began to really put it to her.  He had stretched her so wide that even her labia were pushed in and out of her sex-hole as his dick went in and out.  Most the semen in her vagina was forced out to dribble from her moist folds as the thick shaft stretched her.  It was like a fat snake was squeezing itself into a small hole.   Her pussy juice and the semen from the other men wet his cock and could be seen streaking his coal black monster as he plowed her. 

He fucked her for all he was worth.  Becky began to cry out in the sexiest way when he really pounded her.  Then with a roar, he came and streams of semen were forced out of her as he pumped his cum deep into her hole.  He had been so deep and had fucked her so hard that he dislodged her cervical cap.  Chang noticed and made sure to zoom in on the cap resting on the mattress.  Harry’s balls were aching after watching Tembo fuck his daughter.  Becky covered her face with her hands.  Her daddy had just seen her cum from being fucked by a black man with an enormous penis.  She had behaved like a whore in front of her daddy!

“I think your daughter just lost her birth control,” the Inspector laughed as he pointed at the cervical cap lying between her legs.  “You better clean her if you don’t want to see her with a black baby in nine months.”

The scene over, Kamau got Harry down between Becky’s wet and splattered thighs to clean her “creampie” with a rag.   Both father and daughter were mortified by this. Munyambu laughed as Harry, trying to keep his daughter from getting pregnant, worked carefully to wipe his slut daughter’s sloppy pussy. Both father and daughter were shattered by his having to touch her THERE.  Becky was so embarrassed as she could feel the “stuff” coming out of her. 

It was so “icky” having her Dad clean her, she wanted to die.   Harry, for his part, was trying to be very gentle with her, but he had to get at the deeper deposits so he found himself shoving the rag into his daughter’s sweet vagina.  When he accidently touched her clitoris, she jerked at the touch and both were embarrassed by that.

Becky struggled not to feel anything when her Dad had accidently touched her clit. When her breathing and stiffening posture told him she was feeling something, she clamped her legs together.  She was afraid that she would let herself go and experience an orgasm as her Daddy cleaned her.  She was so hot after being sexed so well and for so long.  Even though she wasn’t a virgin, she’d never cum like that before.

When he was done, and her pussy had been cleaned of most of the semen, Harry could see that her vagina stayed open.  He could see up her hole.  As he stared, a little glob of semen drooled from her stretched cunt mouth to drip down between her ass cheeks.  As Harry went back to cleaning this, Tembo brought his softening monster over for Becky to clean.  Harry had to watch as she dutifully licked the man’s balls, shaft and cockhead clean of her secretions and his semen.  After this, Tembo sat down to drink some coffee. 

Becky groaned when she saw the Chinese crew lining up to fuck her.  They got her kneeling on her elbows and knees on the bunk and fucked her from behind, slamming their cocks into her hard and fast.  Harry, as this was happening, got erect again.  Watching Becky take cock after cock, he could not help himself and even though it was terribly embarrassing.

The men had worked hard to get the taping done and were thrilled when the Chief Inspector allowed them to enjoy Becky’s hospitality fore and aft.  They played with Becky for a half-hour and deposited loads in her mouth and in her pussy.  There was a big wet spot on the bunk when they were done.  When it was all over, Harry’s lovely fifteen year old daughter had been fucked by the whole crew, all five of them.  They had filled her pussy to overflowing again.  When Simba and Tembo did her she’d experienced several soul-shattering orgasms that surged from her pussy down her legs and up to her breastbone.  It had been quite a morning.

The taping over - Becky lolled soaked and drenched in sweaty exhaustion on the soiled table.  She whimpered softly, moving her knees together and apart, waving them gently as her cunt spasmed and drooled its pearly treasure.  Her blonde pubic hair was plastered down with sweat, her pussy juices (she had squirted more than once) and semen.  It was all over her inner thighs and had run down her ass crack.  She was a mess...

“Her pussy if so full.... kind of disgusting, don’t you think,” Munyambu taunted Harry.  He made him clean her again of course.  This time, as he wiped her down, Becky squealed when he put his fingers inside her vagina to get at the semen.  It was a degrading thing he was forced to do.  Both of them found it disturbing. Especially since they had to do it in front of an audience of grinning black men and smirking Asians. 

The Tittie Ride

Then they broke for lunch.  Munyambu and Kamau had sent out for food.  The crew ate by themselves.  The cops did too.  Harry huddled with Becky.  Neither of them knew what to say to each other, so they mostly ate in silence.  The afternoon’s taping was to be done on “location”.  Munyambu had the bright idea that taking Harry and Becky on a “tittie ride” would be a great bonus tape.  Peng agreed.  

Munyambu told Harry that, over the years, he liked to take white girls on a “tittie ride” …a topless ride all through town.  If sex is all in your head, Harry realized that men like Munyambu really like to get into white girl’s heads.  It’s all about race and getting even with whites.   Black men in Kenya, when they have a white woman, are often into humiliating and degrading her. 

Peng set the ride up for Chang with his hand-held.  Harry would drive and Chang would be stationed in the front passenger seat.  The sound man would drape himself over the console between the front seats pointing the boom towards the rear seats.  Becky got in the back seat with Gatura who wore dark glasses and a hat.  Becky was topless.  No blouse or bra. As they drove towards the “rougher” parts of residential Nairobi, Gatura played with Becky paying particular attention to her exposed C-cup beauties.  Kamau would lead in a lorry. Munyambu and Zuberi were in that car.

They would lead Harry thru some of the rougher neighborhoods and stop at corners so anyone lounging there could get a glimpse of Becky.  Men ran up to the car and peered in.  Gatura told them in Swahili that the girl was the daughter of the man driving.  Chuckling and pointing, it proved to be a very humiliating drive. 

When Becky said ‘no’ to some suggestion from Gatura at one point, he told her, “You just do what we tell you, girl....or else.”

She became submissive at once.  The windows were all down and Munyambu made Harry drive slower, so people could see her exposed tits.  She had to display her titties to pedestrians and drivers alike.  Becky had never been so humiliated in her life. Taking advantage of her nice full breasts and pinkish nipples, the men had them on display to anyone and everyone who was walking or driving that day.  Gatura put his hands up her skirt too as they drove around.  Harry, to his shame, found himself driving with an erection in his pants.

At one point, they stopped at a liquor store and Gatura took Becky into the store to buy a bottle.  He made her get out..... topless…and she had to walk, with her titties hanging out, from the car, up a sidewalk, to the front door. Her tits jiggling for everyone to see.  Almost all of the men hanging around made sexual suggestions and comments as she walked into the store. 

She felt her panties wet….and wedged in between her pussy. Gatura had been playing with her down there and the crotch of her panties was all bunched up and wet in her crack.  The crowd she drew was only controlled by the respect the Inspector’s crew enjoyed.  15 or 16 rough young men crowded close enough to her for her to smell the alcohol on their breath.  Kamau, in the lead car, was responsible for holding them in check, but the enforced display of her precious feminine assets had Becky in tears by the time she got to the counter to tell the clerk what it was she wanted. 

“Hey, man… lookit that white pussy.”

“Hey, brother…. when we gonna get some of dat shit?”

“Look at them tits, man!”

Those were some of the nicer comments Becky heard.  One older black man called her a white slut.  By the time they got to back the warehouse, Gatura in the back seat had made Becky go down on his black dick.  Harry watched in the rear view mirror as his daughter sucked his dick until it spurted and his ejaculate filled her mouth.  He made her lick up what didn’t land in her mouth.  Chang and the sound man got it all.  Peng was ecstatic.

Brainwashed by the North Koreans

When they got back to the warehouse, Munyambu had Becky strip again.  Han Shun was there and he brought out the electro-stimulation equipment.   Peng had the whole room set up for this last shoot.  He had already put Kate on this gizmo.  But Harry never got to see his wife on the machine.  Peng and Munyambu knew a tape starring Becky undergoing this degrading routine would be a big seller.  Peng explained the scene to her. 

Becky would be a captive of the “North Koreans”.  He told Becky that they had an “orgasm” machine and they’d put her on it.  Her eyes grew wide as she listened to him....Han Shun was costumed and ready to go.   He and two other young Chinese actors would play the North Koreans who put Becky on the machine. The two young Chinese actors had played those roles in the “Brainwashing” tape done with Kate.

They bound Becky to the gynecologist’s table.  Shun began by rubbing the shaft of her clitoris until the bulb swelled and erected.  One man handed him the first leads:  adhesive pads.  He attached them to her pink nipples so they covered her areolas.  Next was the thick, blunt copper rod, about 18 centimeters long.  He shoved it in to Becky’s still wet vagina to a point just behind her G-spot.  The teen whimpered as the rod filled her tight vaginal sheath.  The third circuit was the 12 centimeter stainless-steel dumbbell with a convex shaft.

He inserted this into Becky’s asshole.  Then the flat-jawed clip..... He attached this to the hood covering her clitoris.  Becky was wired up.  Remembering the torture she endured in the police station, Becky was very nervous, but they had told her that this was going to be different.  Harry watched as they hooked his daughter up to the transformer.  The black box with several switches and dials looked ominous.  He remembered how her mother had reacted....and he felt a sick twinge of arousal and excitement...

Shun threw a switch and Becky jerked as the current surged into her clitoris. This soon made her pussy swell and juice up.   She began to hump her hips up and down thrusting as if she wanted someone to fuck her again.  He increased the current to the point that she writhed and cried out.   The, he turned it down a notch.  He turned another dial and she began to get hot, itchy sensations in her vagina.

He threw another switch and current began pulsing.  He turned it up.  Becky felt her whole sex-hole light up as it was pressing on her G-spot and the epicenter.  Then as the sensations went from pleasurable to wickedly intense, juice began dribbling from the tiny slit of her urethra.  Then Shun threw the switch to turn on the circuit in her asshole.  As the current flowed, Becky began to feel as if the steel dumbbell was fucking her.  It went in - and - out - in - and – out methodically.  Becky’s vagina began throbbing in time.... showing it was working.  Then he put on the headphones and left her bound to the table and wired up.  This version of the scene had the two privates “guarding” her as she was “tortured”.

When he made the current go into the “pulsing” mode on her tits, Becky felt as if someone was pulling on her nipples and then twisting them.  They quickly began to balloon and soon looked like overripe, raspberries.   Shun now combined pulses and saw tooth wave currents to work the clitoris, G-spot and epicenter from inside her vagina and rectum.  Her juices flowed more with each combination.  He turned it up sending more pulsing current into her rectum and vagina.  Becky felt her whole crotch explode; it looked like she was pissing. 

Chang made sure to catch the shot of her ejaculating....Pussy juice gushed and spouted from her urethra.  Harry watched his baby girl cum over and over again until she passed out.  It was an incredible cycle of arousal, orgasm, and ejaculation combined with bondage, sensory deprivation and mental programming.  It was sick watching torture, but Harry had been snared and caught.  His penis stayed hard watching his daughter subjected to this repetitive, degrading indoctrination.  He found himself hypnotized and helpless to control himself.

She was exhausted and stumbled when they took her off the machine.  Her nipples, labia and clitoris were purple and had puffed up to comic proportions.  She had squirted and pissed so much that the table was soaked and dripping and the floor had a puddle a half meter across.   The three “Koreans” after a full session on the “machine”, got to work her over sexually for 30 minutes, fucking her in her mouth, vagina and her rectum.  Harry noticed that his daughter was now more “pliable”.  Shun had developed a sure-fire scene stealing gimmick.  It was also a very effective tool for working a woman’s mind and body.  Becky had been “molded” during that shoot and would become one of Munyambu’s best earners as a porn performer. The Sexual Offences Act of 2006 had stiff penalties for sex with anyone under 18, so Munyambu kept underage Becky under tight wraps and made sure that none of his crew were ever taped or photographed with her.

One of their most successful tapes Peng shot and marketed was a single camera shoot with Becky naked sitting on a couch.  They had slapped and browbeaten her first to get her into the right “frame of mind”.   The tape showed a careful and slow molestation of a white teen age girl by anonymous black men.  In the opening segment, she was sitting naked with her arms wrapped around her knees. 

Then black hands came into the frame and began to touch her everywhere.  Soon, they had her legs spread open and began masturbating her.  Then it progressed to oral and vaginal sex. Finally the tape showed her taking a big black penis in her asshole.  You never saw the men, just their hands and sex organs.  The title: She Had to Take the Dark Men.

Epilog

Munyambu’s control and use of the family continued until 2010.  The Anti-Corruption Commission, looking into police corruption, uncovered some of his dealings and he was suspended from the Department until the investigation could be completed.  Becky was sent back to the UK for college and Harry agreed to a trial separation with Kate in 2010.

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