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Chapter 2: Trina arrives at her new home
Trina was delivered in the box to Ahmed, Aisha’s Master, on a very hot day of July. Aisha had already anticipated to him that she had a special gift for him, and he was very anxious to see her new white slave girl.
He opened the box and saw her for the first time. She was being held nude by a steel structure, with her ass and pussy stuffed with metallic rods. Her wrists and ankles were locked to the structure and she had a penis-gag. She was covered in sweat and trickles of piss could be seen down the shaft that was buried in her cunt. She was awake, it seemed like whatever Aisha had used to get her asleep had lost it effects sometime while flying to Saudi Arabia.
Ahmed was pleased.
“«This is a fine looking slave, Aisha»” he said to her in Arabic. “«Well done. You’ll receive a reward for this precious gift you’ve given me».”
“«Thank you, Master».”
Ahmed slapped Trina’s face to make her come to her senses.
“Marhaba. Welcome slave.”
Ahmed took Trina’s gag off to let her speak.
“Who are you? What is this? Where am I? Let me free!! Where’s Jason?” shouted the girl.
“You are now property of my Master Ahmed” said Aisha, approaching her.
“You’ll be here until I get tired of you, and then I’ll dispose of you” said Ahmed. “You’ll learn to keep me satisfied, renouncing to your own pleasure. You’ll be my slave and my fuck toy.”
Trina tried to protest, but Ahmed quickly placed a ball-gag in her pretty mouth, making her protests impossible to be heard.
“«Bathe the bitch and lock her up in a cell»” Ahmed instructed to his servants. “«You may have a go at her if you feel like it».”
Khalim and Abdul, Ahmed’s two most trusted servants, were two big guys. They had muscular bodies and wide shoulders. They took Trina out of her restraints and carried her to a small room. The wall had wrists and ankles manacles attached to it. Khalim and Abdul locked Trina with them and took the hose that was by the restraints. They washed Trina with a strong and ice cold stream of water, completely soaking her and making her shudder in cold.
After that, they released Trina and led her downstairs, were four cells were located to each side of the aisle. Only two had occupants in them. The place resembled a prison, but it was a lot smaller. She was thrown inside one of the empty cells. Khalim and Abdul followed and locked the door behind them. Her gag was removed and she was immediately stuffed with Abdul’s cock. It was huge!! Not so much in length, but it was the thickest thing Trina had ever seen. It easily doubled Jason’s cock thickness.
“You suck Abdul good or you then get punishment” said Khalim in a primitive English.
Khalim took her clothes off and grabbed Trina by her hips, lifting her up and plunging his cock deep down her pussy. Trina grunted in pain, while sucking the giant cock inside her mouth. She was having trouble fighting her gag reflex, and she felt she would vomit anytime.
Abdul grabbed Trina’s head and started to fuck her mouth really fast. Khalim, on the other end of her body, was doing the same. Tears were rolling down Trina’s cheeks, not so much for the excruciating pain she was feeling but because of her humiliation and current condition.
Khalim started to thrust deeper and faster and he was soon going rigid and coming inside her pussy. He slapped her ass a few times and then encouraged Abdul to cum as well. And he did, his cock spurting cum inside her throat like a gas station hose, filling her bowels with his sperm.
They eased her grip on her and threw her to the floor, leaving the cell laughing and rubbing their cocks, satisfied for the fuck they had just have.
Trina was tired and sore, so she quickly made herself forget what was going on and fell asleep.
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