Jewess Abused in Zimbabwe

By Shabbadew2002

Contact me at: shabbadew@ca.rr.com

Zimbabwe continues to be a country on the ‘toboggan’ - sliding downhill faster every year. Since black rule began in 1980 many whites have emigrated; Jews especially.  Once, the Jewish population in Zimbabwe was more than 7000 - today there are fewer than 250 left, mostly elderly.  This is the story of a Jewish widow, Esther Goodman, living in Zimbabwe in the pivotal year 2000. 

Chapter 1

Caught and Interrogated

Esther put on her panties after her shower and felt a twinge of fear. As she dried her hair she worried about the visit she’d received from a man with the security forces. He was pressuring her to pay a bribe. As bad as things were in Zimbabwe, now this........ She thought about her son, David who was only 16 and, ‘what sort of a future would he have’, she wondered?  She was moved to distraction. Ever since her husband had died two years ago she had to shoulder the responsibility for running the family business and raising her son.

Their world had shrunk and they spent a lot of time at home now with a small circle of close friends as Zimbabwe became more unstable. She had begun using hard foreign currencies to do business, even though this was illegal. Her late husband, Meyer, had built a successful food and beverage distributorship in Bulawayo, Zimbabwe’s second largest city. The National Security Council (NSC) had taken control of much of the country’s resources and the family business had been under surveillance for breaking the law about profit guidelines.  They turned the file over to a tough thug named Joshua Mutumbami who visited Esther in her office. 

He showed up twice, and the second time, waving a file at her, he accused her of using foreign currencies. Before he left he forced her to pay a bribe. Then he warned her to keep her mouth shut. To Esther, Mutumbami was a predatory mouth with 32 very white teeth in a face that alternately grinned and threatened her.  He was a tall, lean man, with a hard face at least a decade younger than she was. He had been in the Army’s parachute battalion before becoming joining the security forces and had an ambitious and sadistic reputation. 

Esther had been frightened to death and didn’t share any of what had happened with her son. She was resigned to the fact that she had to toe the line.  The word among the whites remaining in country was, ‘don’t do anything that earns a trip to the camps’. Friends counseled her to do nothing to anger Mutumbami and this began the process where he enslaved her. Esther was proud of her heritage, but worried that Jews were ultimately sentenced by history to be slaves. And she knew that while whites once reigned supreme, now blacks dominated. 

She grew up in Zimbabwe, but thought constantly about leaving. She stayed because of the business, but even this was wearing thin as a reason to stay.  In the collapsing Zimbabwean economy, with skyrocketing inflation, it was getting harder and harder to get by; and now she had to give a weekly cut to Mutumbami. She kept toying with the idea of sending David to live with relatives in Canada. The Movement for Democratic Change (MDC) was the main political opposition to President Mugabe’s political control of the country. Esther knew a few whites who were sympathetic. Mutumbami discovered that she might have some connections to the MDC. That’s when he decided to bring her in to the camp.  His innate cruelty and sadism found the Jewess perfect for his needs.

He had a history of exploiting white women and the camp had a fairly well-equipped set-up for torturing suspects. If he could get some names from her, it would look good for him. And since she was a full-figured attractive white woman, she would be a delight to ‘interrogate’. So, the next morning, he had his two henchmen, Chenjerai and Arthur, pick Esther and David up at their home and brought to the camp outside the city. 

She was wearing just a housedress when they came for her and her son. She kept asking, ‘where are you taking us’. David was getting ready to go the private religious school he attended. Before either one knew what was happening they were in a van headed out of town. Her mind raced at what was happening. The stories were notorious about what went on in the camps.  She was scared to death now.

When they got to the camp, they hustled mother and son over to an isolated room in a one-story building. Other than a table and chairs, there was nothing else there.  It was illuminated by a single, naked light bulb. Chenjerai closed the door and sat them down.  The two men then stood up against the wall in the shadows. Esther licked her lips, which were dry, and swallowed hard. Her head was swimming with what they might do to the both of them here.  This was obviously where suspects were ‘interrogated’. David was very frightened and clung to his mother. Then, Mutumbami showed up. He breezed in and sat down.

“What do you want from me? And why is my son here,” she demanded?

She wanted to show that she was not afraid…

“Nice to see you again Mrs. Goodman…  It’s very simple. I have some questions and I want answers. But first, I want to know. Do I put the screws to you …or your son?”

“Don’t touch David. He doesn’t know anything. PLEASE!”

“Hmmm…OK. We’ll just keep him in his place.”

Mutumbami motioned to the two men and they quickly grabbed the boy and handcuffed him to the chair. Then they gagged him. Esther tried to intervene but Mutumbami grabbed her and twisted her arm behind her back making her groan in pain.  She stifled her tears because she could see David was terrified.

“He doesn’t know anything,” she cried out fearfully. 

“I won’t hurt him if you do what I tell you.”

He had tricked her of course. He never intended to harm the boy. What he wanted was to put her under extreme emotional distress. He would use her son to do that. She could go free, he told her.  All she had to do was follow his orders.

“Like this order, he said to her, “Lift up the hem of your dress.”

She put her hands over her face and shook her head. She did not want to do this, and when she didn’t jump up to do his bidding, he barked at her and pointed to her son, indicating that if she didn’t comply – the boy would be tortured. She had no choice. Her hands were shaking, but she reached down and pulled her dress up.  Then he told her to pull it up higher – to her waist.  Then he told her to turn around and lift it up from the back. 

She was showing her son more than he should see: the crotch of her panties with the outline of her vulva clearly visible and with several stray hairs poking out from under the elastic leg holes. When she turned around he could see the dark crack in her buttocks which her sheer panties couldn’t conceal. She became very embarrassed; and she also felt a familiar and urgent pressure.  She had to urinate.  Still holding up the hem of her dress, she asked to use a restroom and was refused.

He said to her, “You hold it cow. Take off your dress.”

Hearing this, she groaned in emotional pain.  Her fingers were clumsy - her hands were trembling as she unbuttoned the dress and took it off.  One of the men grabbed it from her and tossed it on the table.  She crossed her arms over her bosom as she was now in just her bra, panties and shoes.

“Now, take off your bra.”

“Oh please, no….” she pleaded realizing that her son was going to see her breasts.

But it was no good. If she wanted to spare her son she was going to have to do whatever he said. She bit her lip, reached behind and undid the hooks. She let if fall forward and took it off. Her breasts were now on display. David’s eyes went wide when he saw his mother’s tits exposed in the confines of the small room. Her breasts looked huge as she wore a 36D bra and her full breasts, capped with simply enormous dark brown aureoles and nipples, jiggled and swayed in the shadowy light of the small room.

“Walk over there,” Mutumbami told her, “Then walk back.”

She looked at David and then looked away.  She could not look him in the eye. It was too embarrassing. She was perspiring heavily now in shock at being made to expose herself in front of her son.  And her need to urinate was growing. 

“What do you want from me,” she finally blurted out, frustrated by his deliberate slowness to get to the point of why they were there.

“All in good time, Mrs. Goodman,” Mutumbami said soothingly.

She wanted to die from shame and struggled not to cry, but felt tears come to her eyes. She kept closing and opening her hands as she walked around the small room, her face red with shame.  Overwhelmed, she finally began sobbing.  She did not want to lose control of her emotions for her son’s sake.  However, the feeling of shame was so strong that she could not stop her tears. Waiting until she got control of herself, Mutumbami then told her to strip herself completely naked. 

“Take your panties off - slowly,” he said to her with a leer as he motioned with his hand. “Your son and I want to see how your tits look when you bend over.” 

He wanted to humiliate her totally and making her take an active role in her own debasement was a nice sadistic touch.

“Please don’t make me do that,” she pleaded.

“Take off your panties.”

She was slow to respond.

“Get your ass naked or I’m going to have them work your son over,” he barked at her, gesturing at his men standing in the shadows.

She looked at them and saw the sadistic cruel grins on their faces and it made her cringe. Blushing furiously, she took off her white, cotton panties.  She looked over at David and hooked her thumbs into the waistband and slowly pulled them down and off. Her big tits jiggled and swayed invitingly. Arthur took them from her and handed them to Mutumbami.  David’s eyes went big as saucers as he was now looking at not only his mother’s tits, but her hairy pussy. She had a big bush that nearly covered her groin and grew upwards in a thin line towards her navel.

His eyes swept over her involuntarily: her beautiful olive skin; her full breasts and thighs; her wide hips and round, heavy buttocks. He felt a jolt of arousal seeing the exposure of her treasures. There was nothing he could do to stop his body from responding, as if it had a mind of its own. His mother had a light moustache (which she bleached) and were it not for shaving, her calves would be fairly hairy. She had hair under her arms. All in all, his mother was the type of dark-haired Jewish female with a lot of testosterone and a high sex drive.

Mutumbami looked on contentedly. He had been looking forward to this session.  He knew that humiliating a white woman by forcing her to strip in front of her son was very effective at breaking down a woman’s resolve.  Mutumbami examined her panties and brought them up to his nose to smell them. Then he made a lewd comment and shoved them under David’s nose to make him smell them.  He told him his mother had a “stinky pussy”.  Esther wanted to die…

At this, the other two men stepped from the shadows and began insulting and mocking her.  The told her she had a fat ass.  She kept one hand and arm covering her breasts, and concealed her pussy with the other.  They made crude remarks about her large bosom.  Esther looked at her son and realized how much this was damaging to him.  He was staring at her naked body.   Having to display herself to her son was worse than she could have ever imagined. Mutumbami then ordered her to put her hands down.   She was sweating, and not only under her arms, because the room was hot and due to the stress.  They continued to verbally abuse her; making lewd remarks about her. She felt more than ever the need to piss. Her bladder felt as big as a baseball now. 

They told her that hairy women with nipples like hers were, in their experience, whores. Esther winced at the painful verbal jabs. Finally, Mutumbami held up a file folder.  He said she had a history of having sex with young black men.  It was all made up lies and Esther was appalled.  He was trying to tear her down.  She cried out to her son to ignore what he was saying.

‘Oh God, please help me’, she prayed silently.

But it got worse when Mutumbami had her stand with her back to her son and show him her naked buttocks.  Next she had to bend over, put her hands on her knees, spread her legs and then pull her cheeks apart. The crack between her full, fat buttocks, darker than the surrounding skin, directed the boy’s gaze to the wrinkled pucker of her asshole.  Mutumbami pointed this out the boy, like a tour guide.  Esther was a very modest woman.  As a mother she had always been careful not to let him see her womanly charms in any way. Now she was naked and even her anus was on display to him. The shame she felt was physically painful.

Mutumbami told the boy, “She does not wear panties at work. She spreads her legs so all the men can see what she had.  Look at her pussy and asshole. Are you

excited by your Mama, boy?”

                                  

He rubbed it in that she was harming her son.  Now, feeling that he had put her into maximum distress, he sprang his questions on her: ‘who did she know in the MDC? Was she ready to name names’?  When she tearfully protested that she didn’t know anything, he put her in more obscene and lewd positions.  Esther tried to be calm.  He told her it was going to get worse if she did not cooperate.  She could see that her son was overwhelmed seeing her naked and exposed. But she felt she couldn’t betray her friends…

Next, he had his men molest her.   They swarmed over her and grabbed her breasts to squeeze them. They pulled and pinched her nipples.  Then they began feeling her between her legs.  She begged them to stop.  Mutumbami kept talking to her and asking her questions. Esther was getting mixed up at this point as she felt a lot of distress. 

She turned to her son and said, “please David...It’ll be ‘OK’.”

Poor David – bound and gagged there was nothing he could do.  All he could do was look at his naked mother being molested in front of him.  They pushed her from back and forth from man-to-man - taking turns feeling her up. Esther kept her eyes closed; she could not bear to see the look on her son’s face.  To give her a deeper emotional shock, Mutumbami had the two men put her in a very obscene position on the table.  They tied her on her back with her legs spread open wide - her thighs on her chest and her hands behind her head. 

In this position, her pussy and asshole were totally exposed. It was a very shaming position.  It was the position a woman is put into for a pelvic exam.  They pulled David over in his chair so that he was close enough to almost smell her crotch. Mutumbami told her that he was going to give her a cavity search. He asked her if that would embarrass her; and she was so overwhelmed she couldn’t answer.  Also the pressure in her bladder had grown tremendously and was demanding her attention.

He said, “Your son can see everything.  He has a bulge in his pants.  You’re exciting him.  If you want me to stop, all you have to do is give me what I want.”

David kept looking. In this position he could see EVERYTHING and as Mutumbami played with her, Esther could not help herself, but she got wet. She began to show signs of arousal in spite of her desire to control her reactions. Mutumbami pointed this out to humiliate her.  He called to her wet pussy and called her a whore and a slut. Then he began putting his fingers in her vagina. She was so ashamed that she got wet because her son, bound and sitting so close, could hear the wet squishy sounds.  He showed David his wet fingers.

He said, “See your Mama’s pussy.  Look at how wet it is.  You can always tell a slut by her wet pussy.  Can you smell her?  Her pussy has a strong smell.  Doesn’t it?”

Each new violation was more humiliating than the last one. Each was designed to break her down.  She began praying for a miracle; some way out of this hell.  She thought about giving in as he continued to worm his fingers in her. When he pressed on her urethra on the front wall of her vagina, her urge to pee became overwhelming.  She was afraid she would piss herself. Also the more he touched her the more arousal she felt. He worked her vagina thoroughly and when he put his thumb on her clitoris, she felt herself being pushed further towards an unwanted orgasm. But then he took his fingers from her pussy and forced a finger into her anus.

This shamed her even more, but it stopped the relentless march towards an orgasm.  She hated him for doing all this in front of her son because the guilt she felt was like a knife in her heart.  She was afraid that this would scar David for life. Just then a young girl came into the room. She was a slim, pretty teenager in camouflage shirt and trousers; and Mutumbami’s men greeted her noisily as she went over to talk with Mutumbami. He indicated with a toss of his head what he wanted her to do.  She went over to where the boy was bound.

Smiling at him, she whispered in his ear and the proximity of her pretty mouth to his sensitive ear, only added fuel to the fire raging in his loins.  When she began unbuckling his pants, his penis surged. As she pulled them and his shorts down, Esther was shocked and horrified to see that David had a full erection.  His circumcised pink penis was standing up and it made her sick inside....

She knew it was not his fault.  He was young and was getting such an eyeful. Esther’s horror was doubled when she saw the young black girl begin to masturbate her son. As he alternately stared at his mother’s wet crotch and closed his eyes, the girl began jerking him off. She did it slowly.  She knew the boy would ejaculate quickly so she slowly tantalized him. When he got too excited, and you could tell because his penis was just drooling pre-cum now, she squeezed his balls to hurt him and slow him down some. It worked. He groaned and his penile excitement subsided…

Mutumbami then put two fingers into Esther’s pussy and turned his hand so that his palm was up.  He probed inside.  She had to pee so badly and whimpered as he palpated the area.  He found a sensitive spot on the front wall and kept pressing and then rubbing it....harder and harder. He put his other hand on her tummy and pressed down and this put even more pressure on her bladder.

He was relentless and soon, despite every effort on her part to control herself, he made her have a very wet orgasm.  Against her will, her hips began rocking and rolling.  When she came, she cried out and squirted; and as he kept stimulating her she pissed and pissed a huge amount – finally relieving her swollen bladder.  It splashed all over the table and dripped down onto the floor. Just after Esther came, the girl began stroking David’s penis faster.  It took just a few fast strokes and he ejaculated.  It was all very quick; the girl only jerked him a few times and he spurted; it ended up all over his pants and lap.  He was whimpering with the gag in his mouth and when he caught his mother’s eyes both looked away.  He was as embarrassed as she was.

“See - your Mama behaves like a slut.  This is what a whore does, boy,” the Mutumbami told him as he shoved his wet fingers under his nose so he could smell his mother’s aroused sex odor.

“And you boy...... you saw your Mama squirt, didn’t you,” he asked?

“You came like a little dog, didn’t you? Did you see how your son came,” he asked Esther?

She tried desperately not to cry because she did not want to upset her son any more than he was. But she was overcome by shame.  To have him see her climax and know that he ejaculated seeing her sexually abused was mental torture of the worst kind.    But it was not over.  The girl took a turn “examining” her. Esther kept her eyes closed and tried to will herself not to react.  Not to shame herself anymore in front of her son.  It was very difficult to get complete control as the girl rubbed her clitoris expertly, as only another woman can, making sure she pulled the hood back. She knew just where and how to play with Esther and soon had her moaning. Then she forced her fingers one-by-one into her vagina. 

She soon got four fingers into her and then formed a fist and got her whole hand in her vagina.  Esther’s eyes flew open as it hurt when it stretched the vaginal sphincter, but the girl made it fit and when she twisted it around and thrust it in and out – she soon made Esther climax a second time - another very wet, squirting, shaming orgasm.  Esther closed her eyes; she felt disgraced.  She knew her son would never see her the same  again.

Mutumbami told him, “Your Mama can take big things in her pussy because she is a big whore.” Then he said, “Look at her asshole,” as the girl spread her cheeks and began fingering her there.

As the girl touched the wrinkled mouth of her anus, it squeezed tight defensively. Esther’s face was flaming red; she was blushing furiously - completely mortified as the girl ran the wet tip of a finger all around the rim on her shit-hole and then worked a finger into her rectum. She then found her G-spot thru the membrane that separated the rectal sheath from her vagina. As she worked this spot, Esther could feel herself being pushed once again to a climax. The girl pushed down on her belly and soon found a rhythm that made the Jewess cum a third time. This made the men laugh and clap. And it was pointed out to her son that she could be made to cum from being finger-fucked in her asshole.

“She’s a shit-hole slut too, boy,” Mutumbami crowed!

Following this, she was untied; they grabbed and pulled her up.  Mutumbami pushed her over to stand facing her son. She was blushing furiously as he made her spread her legs open again as wide as she could to display her wet pussy.

“Look at this boy. This is what a slut looks like.”

He made David look. But neither mother nor son wanted to make eye contact.

Mutumbami asked her again, “Are you ready to give me names?” 

She still would not. 

He said, “I’ve taken it easy with you. Now it’s going to get painful.”

Chapter 2

Torture

He had Arthur hold her with her arms behind her back.  Then he began to hurt Esther on her breasts.  He squeezed them as hard as he could; and he had big, strong hands. Following this he pinched and pulled on the nipples. Then he began giving her little smacks across her nipples with his open hand, making her big tits fly this way and that.  She cried out each time he slapped them.

“Oh GOD,” she moaned in pain.

He grabbed her right nipple and began pulling it out as far as it would go; stretching the sensitive flesh to its limits. He repeated this on her other nipple.  Then he grabbed her right nipple again and began shaking her tit. She writhed and groaned, as he explored new ways to torture her. The expression on her face told it all: her pretty features were screwed into a grimace of pain. 

It was obscene to see her tits being abused like that: the flesh jiggling and rippling as he shook them. David’s eyes were bugging out of his head. But it got worse and his mother’s cries told the tale. When he TWISTED her nipples, she whined like a whipped dog.  The brown nubbins had begun to swell in response. Illuminated by the single bulb hanging from the ceiling, they looked grotesque, like two brownish-purple grapes.  Grinning evilly, the young man went back to stretching them out as far as they would go.  He alternated this using them as a lever to shaking her tits. Esther’s cries were heartrending.  Esther was horrified when the girl, at that point, began masturbating her son again. 

She grinned evilly at Esther as she took her son’s penis in hand again. She played with it teasingly; it soon erected and began to drool from excitement again, and the girl, whose name was Mudiwa, spread it all over the head of his penis in a way that said, ‘your boy is very excited seeing you being tortured and humiliated - and I’m going to make him ejaculate again. Just watch’.

Then she began squeezing his penis and stroking him gently up and down. David began breathing heavier and was squirming around a little on the chair as Mudiwa worked on him. She began stroking him a little faster and David began to hyperventilate....

“If you cum, we’ll stop torturing your mother,” she said to him....

Inside her head Esther was screaming: ‘No sweetheart.....no. Don’t let them use you that way’.

But it was no use.  The girl was Mutumbami’s cousin and an experienced interrogator. She knew what she was doing.  David’s young body was screaming for release again and this girl was going to make him ejaculate as he watched Mutumbami hurting his mother’s breasts.

Esther cried out to her son, “It’s going to be OK, baby.”

To punish her for talking to her son, he smacked each of her nipples very hard, making her cry out. Mudiwa began speeding up her masturbation and soon she made David ejaculate again.  He strained against his bonds - began to grunt and as he cried out - his penis exploded.  As his ejaculation finished, Mudiwa milked him thoroughly.  Afterwards, Esther saw how torn he was.  It was a picture that would be forever frozen in her brain.

She caught his eye.  Then mother and son saw the pain and shame in each other’s eyes.  It was a sad moment.  However, Mutumbami stopped what he was doing to her, as the girl had promised. This was real torture.  Not as bad as physical abuse, but it was painful sexual humiliation – mental torture and Esther’s shame grew with each violation. 

Then Mutumbami said to David, “if you cum again, we’ll stop what we are doing to her - understand?”

This upset both mother and son.  They had put David in a terrible position by connecting his sexual release to her torture.  Next, Mutumbami brought out a very thin cane. They got Esther leaning over the table with her tits lying flat on the table top.  Then Chenjerai leaned on her shoulders to keep her in position and Mutumbami began beating her tits with the thin cane. This hurt terribly and the sharp blows made her howl.  

Every time he brought the cane down on both tits, it made a sick sound.  Esther sobbed and shrieked as he hit her over and over on both breasts.  David was beside himself. He was totally mixed up since he had gotten another erection watching them torture her. He was filled with self-loathing as well as sexual arousal. 

And very soon, Mudiwa began to stiffen his penis again as they got his mother to lay her upper body on the table. He was facing her buttocks as they used the cane on her ass.  Mutumbami and Arthur took turns whipping her cruelly on both her butt cheeks and the backs of her thighs until they were covered with thin, angry red marks.  David felt real sexual arousal from the humiliating position she was in and the whipping they were giving her.  She grunted, moaned and soon sobbed with the pain and the shame. The sound of the thin cane whistling thru the air and the hot, sound of the switch hitting the fleshy loaves of her butt was erotic and David’s erection soon throbbed in response as Mudiwa played with him teasingly.

Mutumbami bent down to whisper to Esther, “Talk to me and I’ll make them stop.” 

“Please don’t hurt me anymore.”

“I’ll stop when you talk or your boy cums again.”

Mutumbami asked her again about the MDC. But when she stalled, he sighed and said, “You’re telling me shit. I warned you not to waste my time - and you keep doing it - OK.”

Mutumbami stood up - stretched and said, “Hey, how about a smoke.” 

He had them put Esther back in the chair and handcuff her hands with her hands behind her and thru the chair’s slats. Chenjerai then took out a pack of cigarettes and casually lit one.  He did it slowly; making sure Esther could see what he was doing. He puffed on it until the tip was glowing fully.  Only then did he go to work on her. They made sure David was facing her so he could see what they were going to do to her.

Cigarette burns are as intense a torture as electrical shocks. Chenjerai brought the tip of the cigarette close so that she could feel the heat against her tender skin. He scorched the tiny hairs he found there.  He then applied the tip lightly at first to her breasts.  He lifted each one and first gave her a light burn on the top side, then one on the outside, then underneath. He gave her light teasing burns, followed by slaps to her tits, followed by more intense burns, and then more slapping...

He traced a circular pattern going around her big tits - getting closer and closer to her nipples, slowly, very slowly.  In this, he was a master. He would barely touch the glowing tip to her flesh and then drag it lightly in a line towards her nipple. Then he began to concentrate on her big aureoles - bigger than Zimbabwe's bi-metallic one-dollar coin - so it took a long time to cover them with burns. As he worked on her, the pain was so intense that Esther pissed herself again and even passed out.  He slapped her awake so he could continue the torture.

Finally, he concentrated on the nipples themselves, just a light touch, then a longer touch, one second; at two seconds the intensity of the pain was tripled. When he put the burning tip to the second nipple, he broke her will. She began giving Mutumbami names and dates. They just poured out of her, but when she was about to say the name of a good friend, an older man who had helped her many times since her husband’s death, she choked. Mutumbami, who had been jotting down what she was giving him on a pad, looked up.

“What?  Why are you stopping?  Who are you protecting? You’d better tell me everything or I’ll have them shock you with electricity. Do you want that?”

“I’ve given you everything. I swear.”

“You’re lying…..”

This went on for a few moments; the Mutumbami turned to the two men and said, “Zap her.”

They made her stand. She had slumped forward with her head on the table, drooling and moaning. 

“PLEASE - let me go,” she pleaded when they got her on her feet.

“You won’t be going home for quite a while.”

“D….Don’t hurt me anymore.”

“Shut up.”

“PLEASE….”

Esther reached up to cradle her sore tits. They were at least a dozen 1st degree burns, very small about 7mm in diameter on each tit and long, thin purple bruises where the cane had landed. 

In a few moments they had her back up on the table.  They tied her hands over her head to the table’s corners and tied her ankles to the opposite corners of the table.  When they were done, she was spread-eagled. She turned her face to the wall and closed her eyes. The full exposure of her womanhood shamed her.  Mutumbami went and got a big white towel which he folded. He made her lift her hips and shoved the towel under her ass. 

Arthur produced a field telephone.  It was an old one from the days when the British controlled the country.  It was in a battered leather case and the plastic crank on the front was chipped and worn. He unsnapped the cover. The phone itself sat in a cradle; and there were two connections on the top side by the phone’s ear piece. Esther looked at him fearfully as he explained what it was and how it worked.

“It’s a field telephone. We use it for shocking female suspects on their nipples and pussy.”

David, sitting there in his cotton short-sleeved shirt wet with sweat, began groaning in his gag when he heard that.

“If you want us to stop hurting your mother, all you have to do is cum again,” Mudiwa said to him grinning like a fox as she squeezed his balls to cool him down.

Chenjerai took Esther’s panties, wadded them up, pinched her nose to make her open her mouth and when she did, gagged her. Arthur handed him a piece of duct tape which he used to tape her mouth shut.  Then Mutumbami brought out a bowl filled with water. He added several tablespoons of salt. He took two pieces of white cloth from his pocket and began dunking them in the water and when he got them wet, he took one and wrapped it around her right ankle. When he had it just so, Mudiwa handed him a piece of duct tape and he wound the tape around her ankle leaving full inch of cloth exposed.

Then he took the smaller rag and wadded it up. He reached over and spread Esther’s labia to reveal the pink treasures within. He used his finger to trace the edges of her labia and then grabbed the hood covering her clitoris and smiled. Esther had a very big clitoris; and already what they had done to her had made it swell. He worked two fingers inside her and as he did this she squirmed on the table and moaned. He fingered her until she was wet again.

Grinning at this, he took his fingers out and began shoving the wet cloth into her sex hole, leaving a little tail protruding obscenely from her pussy. He took another piece of cloth, much smaller, from his pocket - more like a patch and wet it. This he used to grab her clitoris at the hood. Arthur now handed him two alligator clips which were connected to the ‘red’ lead on the phone. He clipped one to the patch which held her clitoris and the other he clipped to the tail hanging from her vagina. The younger man then handed him another alligator clip; this was the ‘black’ or ‘ground’ lead.  

Arthur brought out a spray bottle and began wetting her down: first her tits, then her belly and finally her crotch.  There was salt in the water to make the electricity work better.  Then with all in readiness, Mutumbami took the handle and began shocking her. Instantly, Esther reacted. She screamed into the gag and her body arched up off the table. Meanwhile he had only turned the handle one full revolution and done so slowly. When he spun it again faster this time, Esther screamed and her legs began shaking. David turned with an agonized look on his face to Mutumbami. Searching and pleading with his eyes to stop torturing his mother

Mutumbami just went back to sending a hot charge into her, waiting a minute to let her recover and then sending a stronger stream of electricity into her pussy. Her eyes were wild and she tried to crane her head forward.  The other two grinned at her suffering.  She began pleading, but the gag made her protests futile and pathetic. David gaped with a mixture of shock, dismay and sick curiosity. He could not believe what he was seeing, but felt really helpless to do anything to stop the dreadful scene being played out right in front of his eyes as Mudiwa teasing his penis by squeezing it and then stroking it just once to keep him hard and on the edge of cumming.

Esther actually knew very little. If she provided names, as a result of her ordeal, people would be taken and tortured. She was trapped by a cruel dilemma: let herself be tortured, or give up friends? She wanted the torture to end, but her self-image as a caring person was holding her back as a human being. Jews, she felt, had an obligation to stand up to tyranny after the Holocaust.

At that moment, Mutumbami gave Esther a terrible shock by spinning the handle two full revolutions and as fast as he could crank it. She howled and shook like a palsied puppet.  When she settled down, he turned the crank more slowly - sending a steady stream into the center of her womanhood and into the most nerve-rich part of her body, her clitoris.  As he worked the crank he was rewarded with struggles and writhing that brought smiles to his partners’ faces.  Mutumbami looked over at David and the poor Jewish boy was in hell and trapped.

And deep in the basement of his soul, he was feeling a sick attraction to the spectacle of the debasing and terrible torture of his mother. As Mudiwa continued to tease his penis it leaked pre-cum and the shaft and his balls got wet - making Mudiwa’s job easier whenever she slid her hand up and down his prick. When Mutumbami spun the crank her reaction was not to be believed. She arched her hips up off the table as if she were trying to fuck the ceiling. Afterwards, her thighs hit the table with a wet slapping sound. It felt like hot needles were being shoved into her cunt every time he shocked her.  He kept torturing her until she pissed herself again, adding humiliation to the torment she felt.

“All you have to do is give me names.”

David could not take his eyes off the sight. It was erotic the way his mother’s breasts wobbled and danced. When the current was flowing thru her she twitched and vibrated and the scene was powerfully mesmerizing.  Her tits jiggled and her thighs quivered in-between shocks.  She shuddered and small tremors played out in her legs as she tried to compose herself between shocks.  Her nose ran, she drooled and tears wet her cheeks.  David, sweating, was having his physical and emotional circuits overloaded. As he watched his mother being made her writhe and twitch on the table, like a puppet having convulsions, Mudiwa began stroking him faster and made him cum again.  When the boy ejaculated, Mutumbami stopped.

Esther sagged on the table when he stopped spinning the crank. Her breathing was ragged and she was sweating so much that if he resumed shocking her, he wouldn’t need to wet her down with the spray bottle for she was dripping wet.

“I’ll wire up your tits too if you don’t tell me what I want to know,” he spat at her as he pulled the tape off her mouth and yanked the gag out.

Esther, hearing this, looked over at her son, who was grimacing in shame as Mudiwa rubbed was having fun smearing his semen all over his prick and balls. She couldn’t stand to see him hurt any more. She was beaten. The thought of having the electricity applied to her tits as well as her pussy was too much. She mumbled that she was ready to talk. And so, Esther Goodman gave up her friends. It devastated her, but in the end, she caved in. She couldn’t take it anymore and gave Mutumbami everyone she knew who had any contact with the MDC – even the most remote. 

Following this, he let her up. They took the clips off and cut off the ankle wrap and pulled the rag from her cunt and the clipped patch from her clit. Esther had to be helped off the table. She was very shaky.  Her breasts were sore, swollen and scored with the marks of torture. The shocks to her cunt and her son’s emotional torment had broken her. She was destroyed when she came off that table. She was so broken that she signed a blank piece of paper he pushed at her. Mutumbami released David to be with his mother and she was allowed to dress. She put her bra in her purse; her nipples hurt too much for her to put it on.

A security man drove them home. Esther stared off into space and said little in the car on the way. Mother and son just held onto each other. David, when they got home, went to his room to lie down.  The feeling of being violated was so strong that Esther rushed to take a shower and wash away some of the shame and humiliation at what had been done to her. She slept for 14 hours after this. David felt as bad as she did. But she felt worse because she had betrayed her friends.

Chapter 3

Personal Slut

Over the next few months David went to his rabbi for counseling. He had become very mixed up as a result of the experience.  Mutumbami, meanwhile, showed up weekly at Esther’s business to collect his bribe. Nervous, Esther was eager to do anything he wanted.  Actually, what Mutumbami had decided was that he wanted her.  And so, one fine Saturday morning, he went over to her house.  Answering the knock on the door, Esther was shocked to see him. 

She knew had no choice but to let him in. What he did to her that morning changed her life forever.  To say that he beat and raped her would be an understatement.  By the time he left, he had violated her in the deepest parts of her being and turned into his personal slave/slut.

When he came in and began talking to her in the living room, she saw a look in his eyes and she knew.  She felt like a deer in the headlights.  She knew what was coming but felt powerless to do anything about it.  He overpowered her, pushed her down and felt her up….just ran his hand up her skirt to feel her pussy and buttocks thru her panties. He molested her as she whimpered and feebly tried to resist him.  He overpowered her and pushed aside the crotch of her panties to slip a finger into her wet feminine center. In defense, she grabbed his thick wrist. That’s when he took her by the hair and slapped her face.

“Owwww. Don’t. Oh…ohh….”

He took her hand and put it between his legs to feel his big, black dick.  Feeling its size, she was horrified, and tried to pull back.  He grabbed her hair and slapped her again.  Nice slaps - hard and firm.  They made her feel small and helpless.  He slapped her like she was a naughty child.  He beat her until her mouth drooled saliva, her eyes filled with tears and her cheeks were red. This really excited him - slapping her to make her submit.  The more he did it the more humiliated and submissive she became.

“You’re a dirty slut, aren’t you?”

“O….oh…..No…NO.”

He slapped her again.  He held his hand up, threatening her…

“Are you a dirty slut?”

She looked at his hand like it was a snake and hesitated, but only for a moment.

“N…no,” she said softly.

So, he smacked her again. 

“Uhhh…ohhh…….please ….please don’t hit me any more….please!”

“Are you my dirty slut?”

“Y….Y……Yes.”

“When I ask you a question, you say, ‘YES SIR!’ Understand?”

“Yes, Sir!”

He hit her one more time.

“So you remember next time,” he told her.

He’d beaten her into submission.  Now she was his to abuse…..

He brought her small hand back to his dick and made her feel it again.  As he pushed her hand down the length of it, she realized how long it was. ‘It can't be that long’, she thought as she felt it. Mutumbami was enjoying himself.  He always delighted in the shocked reaction of a white woman when he made them see how big his dick was.  The surprise on their faces was a pleasure.  Following this he made her strip for him.  He watched her take off her clothes, at his direction: first her blouse, then the bra and panties. 

He had her leave her skirt on.  He made her hold up her tits. He liked her big nipples. Following this, he pulled her skirt up to her waist and made her bend over to show him her charms. Esther found this all very humiliating. It was like being a slave on the block; having to display herself once more.  But she was wet and this confused and upset her. She’d always thought of herself as a proper Jewish wife and mother.  How she responded to being degraded by him was a shock.

It was raw and nasty; and to her dismay, she felt down deep it connected with some part of her   She felt herself getting wetter and hotter. She blushed down to her tits.  She felt like a “sex object”.  Not a person, but a “thing”.  She felt low and humiliated and burned with shame.  She was shocked at her reaction to this…He made her lie down on the couch - slapped her thighs apart and pushed her skirt up around her waist. He dropped his trousers and shorts and fisted his big, black dick.  She stared at it like it was a black mamba.  It was longer and thicker than any she had ever seen. And he was uncircumcised, which was very unfamiliar to her.  He got between her legs and she felt her pulse race and her loins throb; and flushed with shame. 

She cursed her weakness, but opened her legs. When his dick nudged the portal of her sex - her eyes opened wide and she stared up into the dark, powerful, lust-filled eyes of the African above her.  Mutumbami loved the moment: the look in her eyes as she felt herself about to be violated. He thrust and entered her. Then, savoring the tightness of her vaginal sheath, he paused. He always felt that white women were ‘tighter’, than black women, even those who had had children, like Esther. Her pussy clasped his dick and he delighted in the hot grip on his cock and he thrust deeper.

Another inch slid into her, and her eyes flew open wider in reaction.  He grasped the fleshy curves of her ass and lifted as he thrust. His dick was now half-way in and past the grasping sphincter. He thrust again, sliding a few more inches into her.

"Ooooooh...God," she moaned.

He enjoyed the startled look on her face. He grunted with pleasure when he heard this and thrust again. He enjoyed the feel of his cock as is it slithered deeper in her wet, tight sheath.  A hot, sick feeling overcame her at the thought that she was helpless to prevent him from taking his pleasure between her legs – from having his way with her. She was going to be raped and there was nothing she could do about it.  The thought was horrifying and arousing. It was guilt producing and sickening at the same time. She let go and felt herself give in totally to him.

Exciting sensations began to sweep thru her loins as her dilated sexhole clung to his cock. She realized that he had stopped thrusting into her. She looked up at his face and without conscious thought her pussy squeezed his dick. To her shame the muscles in her vagina squeezed him. She tried to bring her body under control. Then, she looked into his eyes again. He was grinning at her triumphantly. Embarrassed at her loss of control, she flushed under his gaze. Then he put his hands on ass cheeks; getting a firm grip - he chuckled and started thrusting into her again.  This time firmly holding her butt-cheeks to keep her in position, he pushed deeper.  He loved the glove-like grip on his cock as it pushed past her cervix and worked its way into the previously virgin area of her epicenter.

"Ooooooh...oh God,” she moaned again as it pressed into this unused center of her being.

He reached up, grabbed her thick brown hair and jerked her head back. It hurt, but sent further powerful surges thru her loins.  She grasped his cock with her sheath instinctively again. She felt the slap of his balls against her anus and knew it was all inside her. He looked down at her and saw her dilated eyes. When her brown eyes finally focused on him again he grinned at her.

"It’s all the way in slut. Now, I’m gonna fuck the shit out of you."

She moaned at this.  And then he started to fuck her hard. She began grunting and then moaning like a bitch in heat as he pulled it almost all the way out and then just rammed it back in. His hips rose and fell between her splayed thighs. He savored the feeling of conquest.  He gripped her ass and took his pleasure, thrusting and driving deep…deeper….enjoying the exquisite pleasure of her tight vagina. Her excited grunts, groans and cries betrayed her reaction beneath him as she shook and wriggled.  He paused and then went back to reaming her hard.

“Please stop.....”

He laughed and kept thrusting.

"Oh please...no."

He ignored her and kept fucking her hard, making her writhe and moan. She felt swept away and there was no stopping him. Then an orgasm overwhelmed her; she jerked and throbbed in spasms beneath him; she was shocked and disbelieving this could be happening to her. At this point, she found herself hugging him. He had made her cum. He rode her harder and she experienced another deep vaginal-uterine orgasm.

He had still not cum yet.  He wanted to bust his first nut in her mouth. He took his dick out and got up to straddle her face. Then he gave her a lesson in how to suck his dick.  Actually, he introduced her to “face-fucking”.  Esther had no experience with this and submitted to it, drooling and gagging. When she didn’t do it just right, he yanked his belt from his trousers and applied it demandingly to her butt cheeks. He whipped her ass and taught her how to be an oral slave to him…

He made her suck it until he ejaculated in her hot mouth.  It was a sloppy face fuck and she was a mess when it was over. Her eyes were red, her nose had run, she had drooled like a pig and he had deposited several warm tablespoons of thick pearl jam in her mouth. 

“Now swallow,” he told her and watched her gag with the unfamiliar taste of semen in her mouth.

He showed up again a few days later in the evening and told her to get rid of David. She sent her son to his room. Then Mutumbami took her to her own bedroom and fucked the shit out of her. David heard the sounds and put a pillow over his head to drown out the terrible racket he heard. His mother grunting, then moaning and finally crying out as she came.

Mutumbami began to have her meet him over at her house during the noon hour. This went on for several weeks. During this time, Esther became thoroughly habituated to being dominated by him. She hated him for humiliating her in front of her son.  And she knew, deep down in her soul and totally hateful, the sex he forced on her was more intense than any she had experienced in her entire life. He had made her his slave…

Chapter 4

More Abuse

And then one Saturday night, Mutumbami appeared at their door after dinner, when David was home. The boy was always shocked to see him. Mutumbami came in and sat down. 

He greeted Esther, who addressed him respectfully - even fearfully, “Good evening, Sir.”  

David looked at his mother and then at Mutumbami. He knew she had to do his bidding. He tried to make eye contact with her but she kept her eyes down.  She was embarrassed as Mutumbami enjoyed showing David that she had become his property.  David just sat there embarrassed for his mother. It was as if the evil he encountered in the camp had followed them home. His mother was being controlled and pushed around by this man; and it made David angry and upset. 

He was also very intimidated by Mutumbami. When the black man put his hands on her, David sat stunned as his mother remained passive. He was showing David that he had taken complete control of her. The teenager felt his mother needed him to be a ‘man’ and protect her. And, feeling small and helpless, he could do nothing.  He knew there was nothing he could do and felt humiliated. It was also strangely exciting too.   Mutumbami, pouring on the humiliation, asked her if she wanted David to ‘watch’ or did she want to send him to his room.  David, his face red, looked at his Mom. 

“Sweetheart, why don’t you go to your room? OK?”

“Yes, Mom. Will you be OK?”

“I’ll be fine, David. You go.”

He excused himself and left. He didn’t look at Mutumbami. He was too embarrassed and frightened.

Mutumbami took her to the bedroom. When they got there he began mauling her.  Esther was also in emotional turmoil.  She had been embarrassed in front of her son, and still felt sexual excitement. She whimpered when Mutumbami squeezed her breasts, pinched and pulled her nipples roughly - getting them erect.  Mutumbami was relentless, pushing her slip and skirt up so that the crotch of her panties was exposed. 

She trembled. Unconsciously, she responded to Mutumbami’s advances because he so dominant with her.  She once again succumbed to his advances. And the more he took control of her, the more she responded. It became easier each time to make her do his bidding.  He pushed her skirt up to her waist and pushed her down onto the bed, taking off her shoes.

She mumbled feebly, "Please."

He gripped the waistband of her panties and started pulling them down, as Esther whimpered softly, "Oh no…not again."

Mutumbami pulled her panties off and she just lay back half-naked and breathing heavily as he continued to put his hands on her. She couldn't help herself; she couldn't prevent her arousal. She gasped when he pushed her thighs open and his fingers found her treasure, her hairy pussy.  As he stroked and fingered her there, she surrendered to him, her eyes lidded, her face flushed…… trembling.

She began moaning when he got two fingers in her hot hole and wet hole. He finger fucked her and rubbed her clitoris until he made her cum.  Mutumbami dropped his trousers and shorts; and without another word, he crooked his finger at her and she sat up.  He motioned for her suck his dick. He wanted a blowjob.  He roughly pushed Esther’s face right down on it. 

“You suck my dick nice and sweet,” he said to her.  “And if you don’t do it good, I’m gonna whip your ass with the belt. Understand?”

“Y…yes.”

“Say: YES, SIR.”

“YES, SIR.”

“Good, get busy.”

Esther began to kiss and lick him in a loving way. She exposed his moist and smelly glans and licked it clean of the smegma that had accumulated there.  This was the part of a man’s body that produced the most ‘pheromones’.  She held his dick with both hands and pulled his foreskin back, exposing the reddish helmet and the ridge separating it from the shaft.  This was where the nasty build up was. In her hands, his dick looked HUGE fully engorged.

Black penises were a part of psychological landscape of white life in the old Rhodesia and now in Zimbabwe.  They were the icons of pure sex - then and now.  And now Esther was being trained to worship the big, black dick. She continued her work as Mutumbami leaned back on the bed; legs splayed out and praised her, “You have a hot mouth, slut.” 

She went up and down the shaft giving it wet kisses and licks all the way down to his balls and then back up to the head.  Esther gave him wet kisses all over, making a disgusting display of it and squeezed his dick up from the base to the head ….milking him and making the tip drool pre-cum. Seeing the pre-cum glistening on the tip, Esther kissed him on the ‘sweet spot’ underneath and then using the tip of her tongue, smeared the clear drop all over his dick head.

“Nice,” he said to her noticing how nasty her mouth had become.

A string of his pre-cum connected her pretty, full lips with the nasty reddish helmet, when she pulled back. She stuck the tip of her tongue in his pee-hole, to lick up the sweet, sticky fluid there. As she pulled back, the glistening string of pre-cum broke. She went back to planting wet sucking kisses up and down the shaft. She pushed it to lie flat against his belly and the head reached his navel, it was so long.

 

Then, following his orders, she played with his scrotum - pulling the skin tight - cupping and weighing his balls - and running her nails teasingly over the wrinkled surface. After this, she carefully licked his nuts. She did this very slowly using her tongue like a little, pink paintbrush until his sack was wet and glistening with her saliva.  She put the dick head in her mouth and it stretched her lips. She began sucking him and masturbating him with one hand at the same time. The other hand held his balls.

"Suck it – deep," Mutumbami ordered her.

Esther tried to get it down but it was too thick.  But he grabbed her head in his big paws and pushed her down to force more of it in. Soon, she gagged.  When he let her up off it, Esther’s mouth was slimy with thick saliva. With her lips around his penis and about 5 inches of it in her mouth, Mutumbami now gave her final instructions.

"Get down on it.  Then go back up slow.  Then suck it deep and then hold it there. And, don't swallow or you’ll gag.  Just let your saliva flow. Do it like that."

His dick was wet with a mixture of his pre-cum and Esther’s saliva… making it slick and slimy.  It felt slippery, hot, full and thick in her mouth. It got her hot when Mutumbami told her what to do. Some part of her was responding to having to follow his orders like a slave.  When he pushed her head down on it, she gagged.  She found that she was excited by the sound of her own gagging. In a sexual fog as she sucked his dick, the thought surprised her but she didn’t censor her feelings.

“That’s it ….suck…it…suck it…..suck ma dick….suck it………ah… ……I’m gonna cum…. ….suck it…..suck it.” 

Right there in her own bedroom, Esther orally worshipped him until his nuts tightened up, and with a loud grunt, he came like a fire-hose in her mouth. Esther tried to swallow it all, but it was the first load of the day for Mutumbami.  The size of the load was huge, nine big hot spurts…. and the first two ropes filled her mouth very quickly. She swallowed as Mutumbami pulled his dick out so he could splash some on her face. He did this to degrade her. He knew the nice white men she knew would not cum on her face.

As he spurted several more times, it landed all over her nose, cheeks, mouth and chin and she tried to lick up the salty, sticky white treat.  Some dripped on her skirt. It was a messy blowjob. Esther showed how much she enjoyed the hot cum by cooing and whimpering. She opened her mouth and lapped up the last drop.  Mutumbami took her chin in one hand and used the tip of his still hard dick to wipe up the semen on her cheeks and chin.

Then he presented it to her to lick. He did this several times. He made her use her pink tongue to lick up what was left. This he made her alternate with sloppy sucking.  The wet sounds she made as she sucked him clean and licked her lips resounded through the quiet room. Soon her face was clean and so was his dick.

Mutumbami was sitting with his dick still hard. She couldn’t believe he could still be erect.  He got her lying down and spread her legs. He kept up a running commentary as he played with her wet pussy.

“Look at how wet your pussy is…..I’ll bet your cunt has never been this juicy.”

He spread the wetness all over her labia and it glistened on her bush.  Mutumbami then concentrated on her clitoris, diddling it until it stood up hot, pink and wet.

Soon, she was ready for a fucking, and when he asked her, she said, “Oh God – YES - fuck me.” 

This was another shock for her to hear herself ask this man, who she hated, to sex her.  He got between her legs and, and using his dick, teased her wet labia, clitoris and vaginal opening.  Then he mounted her and rubbed his dick against her hole, wetting the large purple head.  He slowly pushed it into her hole stretching it as he entered her. She groaned at the pressure, spreading her legs more and pulling her knees against her breasts to make his entry easier.

“Look at it as I put it in….,” he said to her.

She leaned forward, almost as if she were in a trance, and stared as his dick plowed into her pussy. Her legs were spread wide and her labia were stretched tight - like two pink rubber bands around his coal black invader. He worked it in slowly - getting it wet with her juices. 

“See how it stretches you, slut….”

She looked down at their coupled genitals and then at his face. She was amazed at her own reactions…  She cried out when he entered her fully, her sheath stretched tightly around his thick dick.  Now he slowly used his hips to work it deeper into her. Esther groaned continuously, her thighs fully open. Moving it in and out in and out slowly, sexily, wetting his cock more and more in her drooling pussy, he finally got about ¾ of it inside her. As his thick cock moved in and out of her cunt, she wrapped her legs over his.

Suddenly she cried out, “Oh God………………it’s so deep….it hurts………………………OH….GOD…..OH….OH………OH…….UH……..UH……UH…….OH.”

“Watch what happens when I get it all the way in,” he said to her as he grabbed her by hips and thrust forward. 

His muscular cheeks clenched and flexed; and he heard her groan as his big dick plowed deeper into her sexhole.  He forced it in until she moaned.  Now it hurt a little and she balled her hands into fists and feebly beat on his chest and shoulders. He pushed harder and she gave out with a hoarse cry when he impaled her fully. 

Then he started to stroke her slow and steady and soon he could tell from her breathing and panting that she was climbing the stairs to an orgasm.

Soon, as she got used to his size she began to move her ass and moan, “Oohhhh……oooooohhhh…UUUMMMMM.OOHH…oh…OH…oh….OH.OH.OH.”

She began fucking him back.  Then, he shifted into high gear and began to really pound her.  She stopped thrusting back and just let him ride her hard.

 “OH………OH……….OH………OH…… GOD…..OH…….OH……OH…….UH…….UH………UH…….OH……..GOD……OH..OH…..OH…OH…OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH,”  she groaned as she clutched at him, wrapped her legs around him and came.

He let her float back to earth….and then he pulled his dick out some.

He looked at her and said, “See – you like it slut.” 

Breathing heavily, she didn’t say anything. His dick was still hard. She gaped, open-mouthed, as he started to fuck her again.  She now knew how easily a heavily endowed man could make her cum.  Between his big dick and his stamina, she knew he could pound her to one mind blowing orgasm after another.  Soon she was grunting and moaning again. It didn’t take him long to make her climb the walls again.

Mutumbami, sweating and breathing hard, looked down at her said, “Look at your pussy.”

He took it out completely to let her see. Esther, her eyes half-closed and still in dreamland whimpered when he took it out.

“You don’t want me to take it out –huh? Look at your pussy, slut.”

She leaned forward and saw her labia were swollen and almost purple now.  Her hole was red, swollen - very red – hot and open. Her clitoris was swollen and protruded – angry red and throbbing. She looked at his big dick up close. It was overwhelming. It was laced with big veins, smelled very strong and was wet and smeared with her secretions. Streaked with lather and thick as a beer bottle, it was pure sex; coal black and so hard.  He’d already fucked her for 15 minutes straight with it.

‘It’s so thick - so hard’, she thought to herself as she stared at it. 

Esther, lying on the wet sheets - her cunt already hot, red and drooling, saw her sex hole was oozing what looked like the white of an uncooked egg - she was juicing so much.  He aimed the head of his dick at her wet sex - made contact - rubbed it up and down and then left and right; she moaned like a sick cow.  He rubbed it in circles around the hole and enjoyed her whimpers and moans.  It was so sexy.  He was masturbating her with his big black dick.

Then he pushed his hips forward just a little and the head parted her labia and vaginal opening w-i-d-e again.  She moaned and whimpered louder as it plowed into her. Pulling it almost all the way out and then just ramming it back inside; his heavy thrusting made her cum again. Then, he turned her over and made her get on her elbows and knees on the bed. He still hadn’t cum yet. He got behind her to fuck her like a dog.  Esther had her ass up and her thighs spread. Her pussy gaped open - ready for his penetration. She wriggled her fat ass – in effect, inviting him to fuck her. 

And looking over her shoulder, with her thick mane partially covering her face, she begged him in a hoarse voice, “Fuck me - Fuck me. Fuck me - fuck me - FUCK ME.” 

 

In this position, he went very deep. He grabbed her by her hips and she groaned like a gut shot deer when he forced it into her sex-hole in this position.  He was really stretching her this way. He took it almost all the way out - then forced it all the way back in; making Esther take it all and grunt, groan and cry out in the process. Then, sweating, he took it out again and teased her with it rubbing it around her hole again. She soon begged again for him to put it back in.

“OH Oh God Please ppput it in. Please…fuck me….fuck me….please……”

“I told you: you’re a junkie for my big, black dick,” he said grimacing.  “I’m gonna really make you cum hard this time.”

He centered it on her drooling hole - humped forward and squeezed into her hot hole again.  The wet sounds of their coupling filled the room.

Esther moaned and then babbled, “Oh………GGGGGGod……. fuck me.  Fuck me.  Fuck me.  Fuck me. OH GOD, OH GOD…….. FUCK ME……… fuck me……. FUCK…….. ME…FUCK ME….FUCK ME….FUCK ME……FUCK ME….FUCK ME…..FUCK…..FUUUUUK MMMEEEE….ohhhh….fuck me. Don’t stop. Fuck me.  Fuck me. Fuck me.”

Changing speed and the depth of his stroke….he made her cum again. He then began humping her like a madman; his hips a blur as they did a little jig.  Finally, with a roar he came in her pussy. Grunting, he dumped a heavy load in her hole as she whimpered with the feeling of being filled. His muscular black ass cheeks flexed tight and his nuts were pulled up tight in his sack as he pumped his load into her hot pussy.

When he pulled out, his dick finally softening, he looked at her and said, “Man - that is some sweet pussy.”

Esther lay there with her legs open. She was embarrassed at how she had responded. Her pussy was red and raw; and she had juiced a lot. And Mutumbami, a heavy cummer, had filled her full; her sex drooled a pearly slop.  There was a thick ring of lather all around her labia and vaginal opening, very disgusting. There was so much semen - a river of pearly cum drooled heavily from her hole, which was still spasming from her fuck. This would be repeated many times in the months to come. Esther burned afterwards each time with feelings of shame. Mutumbami then dressed, zipped up and left telling her he would be back soon. 

“Now, we understand each other,” he said to her on the way out the door. “You need a protector. And you cum like a whore on my dick, bitch.”

She lay there stunned and just nodded, like a brain shot wart hog. She lay there with his cum drooling from her hole - finally got up and went to the bathroom to clean up. Then she went and looked in on David - telling him she was tired, but that they would talk tomorrow.  When she slipped into bed, David went to bed and jerked off. He had been listening to their coupling which he couldn’t avoid hearing. And it had given him an erection he couldn’t ignore. The next morning Esther told David that she was powerless to prevent Mutumbami from ‘taking advantage of her’.  David asked her a dozen questions. She told him she was repulsed and felt terrible about it.  And that Mutumbami had done things to her that made her respond in ways she didn’t understand.

“You’ll understand it better when you get older,” she told him.  “But we both know that man is a devil,” is what she said  to close the discussion. 

Chapter 5

Sunday Afternoon Gangbang

Sometimes, David tried to talk to his mother about what Mutumbami had done to her and was still doing to her. But when he confronted her about it, she just shrugged her shoulders as if to say, ‘we’re in Zimbabwe, and these men are our lords and masters now’. 

He began to wonder if she was complicit on some level.  He asked her if she enjoyed what he did to her. Esther, who was aroused by the domination and the sex, got upset at his question, and changed the subject. David found himself overwhelmed with anger.

He told his rabbi, “I was forced to watch them interrogate my mother.  They did terrible things to her: physical things and mental tortures. They did a cavity search and used a cane on her. Then they burned her with cigarettes and used electricity on her. They kept saying to me, ’you must be excited, when you see your mother questioned. When you’re excited, we won’t torture her’. I can’t get it out of my mind.”

The rabbi, a wise older man, gently prodded David until he admitted that he found the experience arousing and had even masturbated afterwards thinking about it.

“It’s OK David. People sometimes can’t control how they respond physically in a terrible situation.”

But David’s problem was not just that he’d seen his mother naked and saw her forced to orgasm and tortured. It’s that he hadn’t been able to get it out of his mind and was now using it to masturbate constantly. He had been forced to assist in the questioning of his own mother, while Mudiwa masturbated him. He experienced a strong sense of shame and anguish during the ordeal. His erection and ejaculation had escaped his control. Moreover, the torture team had created for him a relationship between sexual excitement and the cessation of his mother’s humiliation and pain. Their physical torture of her was interrupted whenever he ejaculated.  And now, Mutumbami was coming over to their house regularly. And what was happening behind closed doors had his mind aflame all over again.

And Mutumbami came over frequently. He would show up on weekday afternoons. Some weekday nights he would arrive, have a beer and then march Esther down the hall to the bedroom, with David sheepishly going to his room. Esther, being forced to do these things, was free to experience them fully.

And Mutumbami made her experience the dirtiest unspeakable sex acts he knew. She became aroused by what he did to her, even though he was the man who had shamed and tortured her; and this caused her considerable pain. She thought of herself as a good woman and a mother. To be degraded and abused and have her body respond so instinctively and passionately confused and pained her.  In time, he would coerce her into doing unspeakable things.

He told her to arrange to have her son stay with friends on the next Sunday. He planned to ‘share’ her with friends. That Sunday about noon, he showed up.  Esther heard a lot of heavy footsteps coming up to the front door; and then the bell rang. Esther opened the door and Mutumbami stood there with two other black men wearing black and yellow security type T-shirts and shorts.  Esther’s face went white! Mutumbami had brought the two men who had tortured her.

“This is Arthur,” Mutumbami said introducing the tall, lean, younger man. “And this here’s Chenjerai,” Mutumbami said, pointing to the older man.

He was a big, dark-skinned, bow-legged, older man with a big gut. Arthur was much younger - in his early 20’s, slim and tall. Chenjerai was easily 40. Both men sported the shaved head look very popular with cops, paratroopers and security people.

“You’ve met them before, of course,” he reminded her unnecessarily.

She knew who they were, of course. She looked at Mutumbami, but avoided looking at the other men.  She was wearing a short skirt; had make-up on and was wearing heels, her wedding ring, and a slim gold necklace. Since Mutumbami had begun sexing her, she had started to pay more attention to her appearance. She was trembling now that these two men were in her home…

“Get us some beer,” Mutumbami ordered her.

Esther, flustered and frightened, rushed to get several bottles of beer from the refrigerator. She nervously put them on a tray and came back into the living room to begin serving everyone.

Mutumbami, when she brought him his bottle, looked at her coldly and said, “Where’s the glass?”

“I’m sorry…I didn’t know you wanted one.  I’m sorry.”

All eyes were now on her. Mutumbami made her turn around and smacked her on her buttocks, making her yelp.  They joked and drank for awhile.

Mutumbami then said to her, “Get us some food.” 

Esther got some sandwiches together and served them as the men talked, laughed and drank.  The men relaxed and enjoyed the beer and food for the next hour.  It was bad when Mutumbami sexed her in her own home.  Now, he was bringing other men to the house for a party. And worse of all it was the men to tortured her.  She had figured out that they were all going to fuck her.  She was handing out more beer.  And her skirt had ridden up a little. As she moved around the room, everyone looked at her ass.  The lower edge of her panties was visible. Arthur and Chenjerai commented on it.

“I said it before, woman. You have a nice ass.”

All three black men were sprawled out with big bulges showing in their shorts. Esther acted polite and demure and tried not to let her feelings show, but she was getting wet at this point.  Feeling that they were not there to torture her, she was secretly relieved. The terror she felt had been transformed into something related: sexual arousal.

She knew better than to pull down her skirt as the men, joked slapping palms at her expense. They took turns groping her ass as she passed by.  She paused, moaned and licked her lips as they groped her.   When she returned to her seat, her skirt was up so high….you could see her belly button above the top of her panties. 

Mutumbami sat down next to her and ran his hand between her legs and she spread them a little, giving him better access to her crotch.  Everyone watched as he played with her cunt through her panties. Arthur said something to Chenjerai and they both laughed.  Mutumbami made her spread her legs and show them the wet spot. She’d soaked the crotch and it had seeped thru….

“Take off your blouse and skirt,” Mutumbami then said to her. 

Esther tried to resist at this point. This was now part of the interaction between them. Mutumbami would begin - she would resist - he would slap her - and then she would strip; it was the same way that day. He slapped her and she took off her top, leaving her in just her bra, panties and shoes. The slap made the others even more excited. Mutumbami made her spread her thighs and drew attention the wet spot in her panties again with his index finger.

He used two fingers to rub the spot. Esther began blushing furiously as he played with her.  He worked the crotch of her panties and made the wet spot grow as he pressed his fingers into it.  She responded by closing her eyes, wiggling her ass involuntarily a little and moaning.  He almost made her cum. He masturbated her through her panties.  She could smell her sex over the lingering aromas of the food. Esther looked down at her pussy, along with everyone else.  Then she closed her eyes because he had found the hottest spot and rhythm.  He worked it and she started to grunt and moan like she was about to cum.

“You like it when I do this,” he grilled her.

She gasped and came in her panties.

Esther, after she came, sat down heavily and didn’t look at anyone - with her eyes down, embarrassed. Mutumbami unzipped and pulled out his dick for Esther to suck in front of his men.  He made her kneel, wagged his tool right in front of her face and she kissed it when he presented it to her. Then she began to give him a wet sloppy blowjob; slow and nasty - in front of the others.

Mutumbami was so worked up that he ejaculated in her hot mouth very quickly.  Mutumbami shot several pencil-thick streams of baby batter into her mouth and she gagged and it slipped out. He was still spurting and some of his hot load landed on her face. She swallowed most of his heavy load in front of everyone. 

She got his dick back in her mouth and thick globs of semen filled her mouth again…some dribbled out of the corner of her mouth.  He made a show out of milking it and feeding her the last drop, which she swallowed and then licked her lips like a slut. Her pussy was very wet now and as she leaned back and waited passively.  Mutumbami took a truncheon off his belt and made her pull down her panties. This was a personal weapon. It was made from a heavy spring encased in rubber. It was used by cops on rioters and suspects.  He slowly inserted it - big end first, into her vagina; making her moan as he worked it into her. 

Her pussy and even her thighs were soon glistening with her juices.  It was thick and it didn’t go in that easy, but when he was done, the handle of the truncheon protruded from her vagina. Her panties were still around her knees. She looked like a debauched whore standing there with the truncheon up her sexhole.

“There you go slut,” Mutumbami said to her cruelly.  More laughs and crude remarks flew around the room.

“Bitch is hot and wet.” 

“That pussy is gonna get filled good today.” 

Esther kept her head down… didn’t look up. She just licked her lips, and stood there stupidly with the big club in her pussy. Mutumbami encouraged Arthur and Chenjerai to strip her. They took off her clothes, and soon she was naked, except for her shoes. They made her lie down on the coffee table. 

Mutumbami said to her, “Show them what you got.”

Esther pulled her spread knees to her breasts to expose her wet pussy, with the truncheon still sticking out obscenely, and this put her brownish-pink, tight asshole on display to everyone too. They crowded around and began to explore her. Esther closed her eyes during this ‘personal exam’ and moaned and whimpered as they played with her. Chenjerai and Arthur were on either side of her playing with her tits. They squeezed them and pinched and pulled on her nipples. Esther moaned as Chenjerai moved down to her crotch.

He ran his fingers around the wet opening and spread her labia. He pulled on the truncheon, deeply embedded in Esther’s pussy. It came out with a pop and dripping. A long string of her vaginal juices connected the end of it to her hole. It glistened in the light. Chenjerai took the lead and inserted two fingers into her pussy, worked it around; inserted another and Esther reacted by whimpering.  Next, he rubbed her clitoris; exposing it….and pressed it against her pubic bone to make it stand up more.  It felt so good that she let out a loud moan in response.

Arthur bent down to suck on her nipples. Soon the two men were out of their clothes in no time.  They were very hard. They fisted their uncircumcised dicks in front of her.  Arthur’s was longer than Chenjerai’s but the older man’s was thicker. Esther just licked her lips, her eyes wide as she contemplated her fate.

Chenjerai said to her, “Show me your hot mouth."

He moved forward to rub his dick all over her face.   She touched his reddish glans as he pulled the loose skin back. Compared to her milky white skin the contrast was fascinating.  Chenjerai made her put her mouth on it, pushing his foreskin back with her lips and slowly bob her head up and down.  She then licked every inch of his tool, using her pink tongue like a paintbrush. She pushed his dick up and licked his plum-size balls. He started to tease her by pulling away from her.  

She tried to get her mouth around it again but he just slapped her face with his dick.  He moved down and slapped his big dick against her thigh and she spread her legs for him. She was very worked up. 

She began to whimper, "Please….please….please."

Esther reached between her legs and spread her pussy lips apart.

“Fuck me….FUCK ME.” 

"You want me to fuck you?" 

Arthur, stroking his dick, encouraged his friend.  On the couch, Chenjerai crawled up between her legs. Then he worked it in slowly. Esther rewarded him with a wet, shaking, orgasm as soon as ¾ of it was in her vagina.  She shook and moaned for about 15 seconds and clutched the older man tightly….then he started increasing the pace.   After a moment….she began to meet his thrusts with her own. She was breathing hard. She grunted as he picked up the pace. His dick dragged her labia into her vagina with each thrust; he was so thick. He had worked the whole thing into her hairy, hot pink sex. 

He fucked her slow and steady. His huge frame dwarfed her. He seemed to be concentrating on his own cum.  He leaned down and began nuzzling her tits.  She was breathing hard….panting…. as his dick dragged her small labia into her vagina with each thrust. Esther was cooing and moaning as he fucked her steady and deep.  Chenjerai leaned down and began kissing, licking and biting her nipples.   He started making noises like he was about to cum.

 "Uhhh….UUUUHHH….Take it bitch……here it cums… bitch." 

“Fuck her good,” Arthur said.

Chenjerai shot a big load - his balls jerked up and down….over and over…. He made a big ‘deposit’ into her cunt….with his whole fat dick inside her…….buried balls deep.  Little dribbles of cum soon escaped her cunt and oozed out around his thick pole. He enjoyed her tight sheath….then pulled out with a pop…. sat back and finally lumbered off the couch. The springs creaked…he was so heavy. Mutumbami and Arthur slapped palms with him. Esther lay there in a stupor….looking dreamy…… moving her thighs in and out in little jerky movements. Her cunt was dilated open and a thick river of cum drooled out, as her vagina spasmed. 

Mutumbami said, “You’ve got a cunt full of cum.” 

He brought his right hand down to her messy pussy, scooped up globs of gooey semen on two fingers and brought it to her lips. He repeated the process, this time inserting her fingers to get the deeper deposits and brought them to her mouth; then she licked his fingers. She did this over and over again…without being told to…and then licked his fingers clean.  Esther opened her mouth wide and Chenjerai leaned over to rub his softening black sausage on her lips for her to clean. He squeezed out a final drop of semen and made her take it on her tongue.  Arthur couldn’t stand it any longer.  He was very excited watching the scene; came over and stuck his long dong in Esther’s face.

"You like cum," he announced. 

Chenjerai went to the kitchen to fetch a beer.  Arthur now had Esther to himself. He loved to ride white women until they cried, so he grabbed Esther by her hair with one hand, and shook her head. With the other he prepared to feed his long dong into her mouth.

“Suck this slut,” he said to her. 

He slapped her face with his dick and told her, “Open your mouth, cow.” 

Esther gulped and breathed hard through her nose as he worked the first few inches in her mouth.  He withdrew a little; then pushed it steadily back in.  Each time he pushed in….he went further into Esther’s mouth and soon it reached the back of her throat.  She just went limp…and when it reached the critical spot…she gagged.  Whenever he took it out, her saliva just poured out. His oral rape had made her saliva thick and frothy.  After working it to the opening to her throat several times, he yelled at her and told her to take it, ‘all the way’.  With each thrust more slid in further and it soon made a bulge in her throat. 

Arthur forced it in. You could see tears running down her cheeks as her eyes watered. As he worked her mouth and throat on his long dong, she gagged after a few strokes but swallowed and relaxed enough to make the throat fuck possible.  Every time she swallowed….Arthur felt like his dick was caught in a sweet, velvet vise. He grunted with pleasure. Impaled, she looked up into his eyes…..submissive as she was enjoying being forced to serve him this way.  Then, he pulled it all the way out.

"I’m gonna cum in your mouth,” he said as he wagged his saliva wet dick in her face.

He put just the head in her mouth and made her suck it with short, jerky strokes until he came.

“Oh…….yeah…OH…..YEAH….BITCH……TAKE IT ALL.”

Her mouth filled and her cheeks swelled with his discharge as spurt after spurt of his seed flooded her mouth. She swallowed four, five times as he filled her mouth. He never let go of her hair and never took his dick out of her mouth. She gagged and was breathing furiously through her nose. But there was so much cum and she gagged as some cum was forced up into her nose.

And she needed to breathe. Her eyes were bulging out of their sockets and she pushed on both his thighs with both hands to pull free of his dick. Ropy spurts of cum continued to shoot and land all over her face. Pearls of cum splattered all over her lips, chin and cheeks as Arthur held onto her hair, controlling her, and Esther opened her mouth gasping desperately for air. He got it in again, and Esther tried to control the   choking because of all the saliva and pre-cum in her mouth.  She couldn't swallow it all, so it just dribbled and ran over her lips and down her chin, getting her tits sloppy and messy too.  She coughed when it was over and it was a very sloppy cough. 

"You’re a slut for cum, aren't you,” he asked her?

 She swallowed, gulped and breathing like a race horse whimpered. Esther had gotten a messy facial. Globs and rivulets of cum were all over her face, neck and breasts. Arthur wiped up some of the mess with his fingers and presented it to her to lick up.   Mutumbami dropped his shorts, grinned, climbed up on the couch….knelt between Esther’s splayed thighs and worked his dick in her pussy next. He was very hard and bent her legs back until her ankles were on his shoulders. He fucked her in this position for only five minutes or so - making Esther cum and then he came with a roar.

When he pulled out there was a big river of semen now….drooling down on the sofa cushions between Esther’s ass-cheeks. Mutumbami got off, pulled on his shorts….went out to rejoin Chenjerai for a beer. But Arthur, who stayed to watch Mutumbami pound her, was hard again. He didn’t let Esther rest.

“Please,” she begged him.

Arthur made her get on her belly; and then up on her elbows and knees. He clambered up and got behind her so that his dick was lined up with her pussy.  He was eager to get his dick in her hole.  Arthur inched his long member into her semen soaked cunt. She groaned a little as his dick head opened her vaginal sphincter.  He got in just a little and then pulled out.  He just worked his dick head in her pussy to stretch open her hole. He did this several times and it made her moan each time he did it.

He pulled out so that only the head was in her cunt. She moaned as he teased her with it.  He pulled it out and forced it back in - opening her teasingly each time.  He made her beg for it. He made her beg him to fuck her using the filthiest words. When Arthur made her grovel, only then did put it all the way inside her.  Arthur kept working his dick in and soon, he had all of it in her cunt. He eased back out and Esther was sweating and moaning. She grunted as he pushed it in all the way again. She was on her knees with her head and elbows on the couch. She moaned and sweated as his dick reached deep inside her vagina.  He forced the whole thing inside her until she cried out.

“Is this what you want, slut,” he yelled at her? Do you want my big, black dick in your slut hole?”

“OH…oh…oh…oh,” was all she could croak. 

Arthur impaled Esther deep and gradually increased his strokes until he was pounding her hole so fast that his black dick was a blur. Esther's whimpers increased to shrieks during the pounding.  Then she came.  This went on for ten minutes until finally Chenjerai came in to cheer him on. This only served to spur Arthur on. The amazing thing was his staying power. He pounded her for almost a half-hour.

She began to yell, "Fuck me harder. FUCK my pussy. Fuck me. Fuck my dirty pussy………….FUCK ME……..FUCK ME………..FUCK ME……….FUCK ME."

Arthur fucked Esther like a machine and only stopped when she fainted.  After catching his breath, Arthur slapped her face to wake her and said, "You - slut. Wake up." 

She moaned, "Oh God, no more please." 

Arthur replied, “Now, bitch…… I'm gonna do your ass."

 “No. Please….not there……no…no there. Please don’t,” she pleaded.

He pulled out and pushed her face down on the couch. 

"Spread your cheeks," he commanded her.  

She had no choice, so she pulled her ass cheeks apart.  He wet his finger in her sloppy pussy and slowly forced it into her asshole. He enjoyed violating her there. Fucking a woman in the ass is the ultimate degradation and Esther had never been fucked in the ass.  Chenjerai leaned over to help. He had gotten some cooking grease from the kitchen.

“Here you go, man - lets lube that shit-hole up.”

He kept her ass cheeks apart and dribbled saliva on her anus and then worked the grease in too. He spit on her again and it landed right on her hairy, brown, wrinkled hole. It was a new violation for her.  He worked it around with his finger tip and spit again when Arthur helped him hold her ass cheeks open so that her asshole opened a bit as the spittle mixed with the grease.  Chenjerai got his finger in her hole, and began working it far up into her rectum. He took his time and reamed it in – and – out. By finger fucking her asshole, he got her shitter was juicy and open.  She groaned at the deep intrusion…

Then he announced to her, “Get your ass ready slut.”

Whimpering and begging him, “No…… please…… no…….please.”

“Hold it open. Tell me to fuck your ass, slut,” he commanded her.

She had no choice but to obey him and reached back with two hands to open her ass for his penetration. Arthur knelt and put the head of his dick against her asshole and pushed against the sphincter. She just moaned as it hurt her.  She began to moan like a calf.

Her moans got louder ...she begged, "Go slow…please………please…..please."

“Push like you’re gonna take a shit and it’ll go in easier, slut.  If you tighten up, it’s gonna hurt,” he told her.

She did it - she pushed and finally, with a pop, the head of his dick went in. After the first few inches, it was easier. Esther relaxed her rectum and soon he worked most of his dick into her tight nether passage. It was amazing to her to feel something that big in her asshole.  He picked up the pace and Esther, feeling it, began to hump back gently to meet his thrusts.   

She groaned, “Oh…God."  

Arthur pulled it almost out, and then pushed it slowly in…in…..in….. When he had worked her loose, he started pumping faster and faster, until it was just a blur. She moaned, groaned and grunted in time. 

She gasped, "fuck… my…. ass…Oh God, fuck…. My… ass…. FUCK MY ASS." 

The she screamed, “UH…UH….UH…..UH…..Oh my hole, oh my hole, oh my SHIT HOLE, oooooOHHHH…aaahhh. OH GOD.”

Then she just whimpered.  He kept fucking her and she began wriggling her ass against him.  Her hair was all over her face as she tossed her head from side to side.  Her big tits jiggled and swayed as he pumped her. She turned her head around to look at him as he pounded her.  She had reached underneath to rub her clitoris as he pounded her.  Arthur, close to cumming, started to grunt. He fucked her, with short little strokes with just the head inside her asshole and as she rubbed her clitoris furiously, she came.

“Ohhhhhh….OHHH,” she gasped as he hosed her bowels with big ropy spurts of cum squirted deep.

He held his dick there as he continued to spurt ropes of hot semen into her. When he pulled out, her brown rosebud was red and drooled pearly white cum. He dribbled a final glob on her anus.  Her anus was stretched, slack and slightly open. When Mutumbami came over to look at it, the tender membranes of her anal sphincter were angry, red and swollen.  She’d been ass-fucked for sure. Her asshole had been stretched into an "O", like a mouth with no teeth.  Arthur and Chenjerai left happy. They had wanted to fuck Esther ever since camp.  When the men left at 4pm, Esther went to bed.  She was exhausted.

Chapter 6

The Locker Room

Two weeks later Mutumbami brought her back to the camp on a Saturday afternoon.  She was very nervous about this. The last time she had been at the camp was several months before when she was tortured. But this time, it would be different. Mutumbami took her on a little tour. He showed her the different sections. But in the back was a locker room where the different shifts got into uniform before going on duty or when they came in afterwards to shower and change. When they got to this room, Esther averted her eyes. There were two or three men there in various stages of undress. It was just about time for a shift change.

Esther, who had been feeling the old terror, felt herself relaxing. This was similar to the same feelings she had when Arthur and Chenjerai came to her house. She had felt dread at first, thinking she was going to be tortured again. But her panic then metamorphosed into sexual arousal. And something similar was happening now. Mutumbami had forced Esther Goodman to realize that her fullest sexual release came from being humiliated.

She didn’t enjoy pain but it provided a means to an end.  And in Esther’s case the end was being reduced to a mere slutty sexual object. This is what she had come to respond to emotionally and sexually. Mutumbami, sensing how Esther’s mind worked, now took pleasure in putting her into situations that not only pleased him, but degraded her and made her wetter and more orgasmic.   

“I brought you here today,” he announced, “So you could see what happens to a naked white woman in a locker room.”

“OH GOD…You don’t mean…..”

“Oh, yeah - I’m going to let all the men fuck the shit out of you today.” 

He looked at her and she had a look like the cow in the slaughterhouse that’d been struck right between the eyes with a bolt.

“And you gonna cum like a whore,” he said to her.

As she contemplated her fate, she unconsciously put a knuckle in her mouth and bit it.  As she stood there hesitating and somewhat dumbstruck, Mutumbami pushed her forward.

“Ok..... it’s time for you to get up on the table.”

Esther’s looked around the room and saw only two men dressing and then over towards the shower where other men could be seen soaping themselves.

Mutumbami barked at her, “Get up on the table.”

He made it easy for her by pulling over a chair and holding her hand he helped her step up onto the seat and then onto the table.

Submissive now, she started stripping at his direction. When she was down to her heels, she turned and displayed herself at his command. Men had started to come in from the field or report for work and the room began to fill up. What greeted them was a 40 year old white woman with big tits, aureoles and nipples, a full, round ass, unshaved underarms, and a hairy pussy standing there naked as a baby. Mutumbami had her bend over to show them her ‘charms’ and made her dance for the men.  Mostly bumps and grinds. She was embarrassed but had to do it. Then he got her on her back, with her legs pulled up to her breasts to display her pussy and asshole.

The men practically drooled as they could see her puffy sex lips framed by the thick mat of dark pubic hair.  She was exposed and ready for sexing. As she lay there with her legs spread wide apart her pussy got wet and soon her labia were fat, full and glistening. Her big clitoris, as big as the tip of her pinky, protruded red and shiny from underneath its protective hood.  She could smell her own sexual odor.  Mutumbami came over and began masturbating her, as the men began crowding around to watch with excited looks on their faces.

He played with her labia…spread them…and began to rub her clitoris. Soon, her hips began to jerk, just a little.  He got two fingers into her pussy and palm up he searched for the sweet spot in her vagina.  When he found it, he began to press on it and then rub it.  Esther groaned as he worked it. He found her urethral sponge and pressed down on her tummy at the same time as he began to frig it harder and harder.  He kept working the spot, knowing that it was just a matter of time and she’d gush.

Finally his hand was a blur as he frigged her to a spurting climax.  She spurt a hot stream of juice to wet his hand and wrist.  She groaned and cried out as she came.  The humiliation…..the shame at performing in front of so many men made her orgasm even more intense.

“OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH……OH….GOD…….OH…..GOD…..OHHHH…..UUUUHHHHH…OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

When he took his fingers out the men could see how wet she was.  She was dripping!  Then men began dropping their trousers and shorts.  Esther stole peeks at the men as they stripped.  She held her breath as she saw what was coming. The men all seemed large and ready. In fact, their dicks pointed up and look like truncheons.  Esther licked her lips nervously, as craned her head forward to see.  The most aggressive man came over and grabbed and squeezed her tits.  He mauled them, and when he pinched her big, brown nipples she groaned.  He then pushed her thighs further apart to explore her sex.  The others could see her glistening between her legs as this man forced two fingers inside her hole. 

He rooted around, exploring the size and feel of her hole.  It was obvious she didn’t need any lubrication.  When he pulled his fingers out, they were connected to her sex hole by strings of vaginal mucus.  He jammed his fingers back in and was soon finger-fucking her steadily.

“I think she likes it,” he announced to the room, making everyone either holler or whistle.

“Please don’t let all them....,” she said her voice trailing off.

“You love this. Let’s see how many times you cum. You’re a slut!”

Mutumbami mocked her, stretching out her painful humiliation.

"Look at how wet her cunt is.  She’s dripping,” he said pointing to her crotch.    

The truth was that Esther had masturbated a few times to fantasies of being sexed by a group of men.  Before she and Meyer married, when blacks swam in a river near them and her husband commented on how big they were to her, she became excited thinking about them sexing her and later masturbated. She didn’t want to be gang-fucked, but down deep she had some dark and nasty thoughts that had planted roots in her mind.

     

This first man took his turn fucking her.  He kept her legs on his shoulders.  Her piss flaps glistened wetly in the overhead light partly hidden by the thick, dark mat of her pubic hair.  The man’s long cock went in deep and he took his time.  Her moans were keyed to what he did to her with his cock.  When he forced it in deep, she groaned.

When he pounded her she groaned out loud, “Uh….Uh….UH…Uh…Uh…uh..OH..OH...OHHHHHH.”

"Feel my dick, you dirty SLUT,” he laughed at her.

    

He kept taunting and mocking her, especially when he noticed she was juicing like mad.

“I think you like getting the black spear,” is how he put it laughing at his own joke. 

Finally, he came - deep in her vagina.  She was sweating and groaning when he pulled it out.  Then she closed her thighs and put her knuckle up against her mouth, to bite on it aimlessly.  She seemed to be in another world.  He brought his slimy cock around to her face.

“Clean it,” he said to her simply.

He made her use her mouth to clean his dick, balls, and inner thighs of all traces of sweat, semen and her vaginal secretions.  Then another man started in on her.  He moved between her legs and took his turn.  He was quick and when he finished dumping his load into her cunt he came over to have his cock and balls cleaned. The next man scooped out some cum from her pussy, grabbed her by the hair and made her open her mouth; then he wiped the semen on her tongue and made her swallow it. 

“They’ll be two dozen men coming thru here. They’re all gonna want to fuck you,” Mutumbami whispered to her.

She groaned as Mutumbami, almost as if he was reading her mind, said, “You’re gonna enjoy it, slut.” 

Esther turned her face to the far wall and swallowed nervously at Mutumbami’s remark.  Then, two young men got Esther on her feet and pushed her on her elbows so they could fuck her from behind. They pointed out her wet, open raw hole to the others, who clapped and hooted. ‘What kind of a woman am I,’ Esther thought to herself…. 

One of the men, a real tall Zulu-warrior type, quickly dropped his shorts and got behind her. He sported a long, slim, curved cock.  Joking with his friend, he soon worked his spear into her messy pussy and began pounding away. Just then the door opened and half-dozen more men poured in - full of high spirits, laughing and slapping palms.

They came in, saw what was happening and crowded around the tall Zulu fucking the shit out of the buxom Jewess.  Soon, the sound of zippers being opened blew her mind.  To think that each and every one of the dicks behind those zippers was going to fuck her was a mind-blowing thought.  She allowed herself to go with the flow - feeling helpless.  When he finished, the Zulu stepped back and a new man took his place behind her ample ass.

Over and over she had to take one cock after another in her vagina. She was unable to rest for even a moment; they were insistent and demanding.  She knew that this was etching the most unbelievable erotic experience on her own mind – being forced to take on a gang of men. Despite, or because of the shame, soon, not to her total surprise, Esther grew fuck happy.

They had worked her into such a state that she cried out – making raw, uncontrolled cries and screams as they forced her into orgasm after orgasm. She was kept in two positions: on her belly or on her back on top of the table. As men ejaculated, her pussy became so sloppy that most of the men, before they would put their dick in her, tried to wipe her down.  They used her panties for this and each time someone used her them to clean her pussy, it became more soiled and disgusting. Eventually one of them stuffed the nasty garment into her mouth.

“Open up whore,” is how the man put it.

And then holding her by the nose he used his fingers to push the soggy panties into her mouth.  As her pussy got loose and sloppy, they put her on the table on her belly and began fucking her in the ass. Someone got a jar of coconut grease and they worked some of this into her shit hole. Then the fun began. Over and over, the heads of throbbing cocks were forced into her rectum and she was reamed out thoroughly.

On her belly, the bigger men pressed sensitive deeper parts of her vagina thru the thin membrane separating the two sheaths. This pushed the right buttons and Esther began crying out when one of the men made her cum this way. Her asshole became red and raw and dilated; it stayed open somewhat. Like her pussy, it drooled pearl jam…

This was a new indignity. They had made her cum by sodomizing her. What else could they do to her?  Men stood around and applauded each other’s performance; especially when one of them made her cum or humped her like a demon.  And, Esther came a lot, as they took turns with her.  When all of the men had a turn, it wasn’t over as more men showed up, either going on duty or coming off a shift.  Some men fucked her from behind with her bent over the table. 

Some pushed her onto her back and fucked her with her legs on their shoulders.  Once or twice, when she came, her pussy squirted and sprayed hot juice.   It was a very humiliating gang rape.  They were rough with her and pulled her around by her hair like a doll.  They fucked her liked they hated her.  When this group had done the deed, more men showed up in and took their place in line.....Every time Esther saw more men pile in she groaned.

“Oh God…No more. Please….Please,” she begged.

But it did no good. One of these men was huge - at least 6’8”.  When he got his turn with her, he smiled from ear-to-ear, for his cock, only half-hard, was enormous.  Esther, who had been fucked by 15 or 16 men at that point, and whose pussy was loose and packed with semen, looked at it and her eyes popped open.  He had a cock that would have made a rhino proud between his legs in a room full of big, hard, hot cocks.  With her on her back on the table top, he pushed her legs to her tits and got them on his shoulders.   His dick, as he got her ready, kept lengthening and stiffening.

He grabbed it in his right hand - pulled the foreskin back and forth and said, “Open wide!” 

She moaned as she craned her head forward and saw how big and thick it was. Now fully erect - it was almost a foot long and as thick as his wrist.

“Oh God help me,” she said, as she looked at it.  His organ was bigger in every way than any of the other men’s cocks. The head of it was as big as a plum – the shaft was impossibly thick - and he had a pair of pendulous balls that hung down heavily in his sack.

She felt him rub her swollen, purple labia with the head; and then he took his time and worked it into her pussy.  In a little....then out....then back in.  She wondered if it would fit in her sexhole.  But she was relaxing her sloppy wet vagina as much as she could to allow him access. He took his time to work it all in.  When he was almost all the way inside her he began to fuck her slowly.  Esther kept up a steady stream of moans, grunts and cries as his big cock ironed out all the wrinkles and folds in her cunt.  After a few minutes, when he’d gotten it all the way in, he began to really put it to her.  He had stretched her so wide that even her fat purple labia were pushed into her sex-hole on the in-strokes.

Semen packed in her vagina was forced out as his thick shaft stretched her like a fat snake squeezing itself into a small hole.  Her pussy juice and the semen from the other men wet his cock and could be seen streaking the coal black shaft as he plowed her at different speeds.   He fucked her for all he was worth and she began to howl like an animal when he really pounded her.  Then with a roar, he came and blasted a hot stream of semen into her hole.

When the man finally pulled his dick out of her, she was compelled to look. She saw that her cunt stayed open. Men came over and looked. They could see up inside her.  A river of semen ran and drooled from her stretched vagina to form a puddle between her ass cheeks on the already sloppy table top.  He brought his softening monster over for her to clean; and she dutifully licked his dick, his balls, and his thighs clean of their combined fuck juices.  She held his dick in her hand and was amazed at its size. This group having to go on duty, the men dressed and left. But almost immediately more men showed up.  Esther groaned aloud when she saw more men. 

“No…..please NO MORE. I can’t,” she moaned.

They quickly got her bending over the table and fucked her from behind, slamming their dicks into her hard and fast.  She came again, but had a hard time staying on her feet. They threw her on the wet table top and pulled her to the edge of the table so her pussy was right there - and the last two men fucked her this way. When it was all over, Esther had been fucked by more than two dozen men.  They had filled her to overflowing.  They had slammed her into a world of degrading, soul-shattering vaginal-uterine orgasms that surged from her pussy down her legs and up to her breastbone. 

The gangbang over, she lolled soaked and drenched in sweaty exhaustion on the wet table top.  Sweat, semen and her secretions were everywhere.  She whimpered softly, moving her knees together and apart, waving them gently as her cunt spasmed and drooled.  Her pubic hair was plastered down with sweat, her pussy juices (she had squirted several times) and semen.  It was all over her inner thighs and had run down her ass crack to form a puddle on the table.  She was a mess...

Mutumbami said to her, “You’re a  mess, aren’t you? Your pussy is disgusting, isn’t it?”

She looked at herself and thought it was the most disgusting thing she had ever seen.  It was only then that Mutumbami grabbed her by the arm and got her on her feet. 

“I think you enjoyed it,” he said to her.

Mutumbami and one of the younger men took Esther to the shower, made her kneel down, took out their dicks and pissed on her. From her face to her tits and belly and down to her crotch, they hosed her down with piss. Several men watched from the doorway. This attracted a crowd and eventually several more men pissed on her. Eventually, she was allowed to shower - dry herself and get dressed. Only then was she permitted to leave.  The next day, sitting alone at the kitchen table in her home with her head in her hands, thinking about the experience, she cried.

‘Oh God - they were animals. Their penises were so big. I'm so ashamed. I had so many orgasms’, she thought to herself.

Esther was trying to accept that sometimes a person can’t control how their body reacts.  She still felt terrible. She had been obliged to experience things that no normal woman and mother should have to experience; scenes that she could barely have imagined. She found out that, on some sick level, she enjoyed being sexually abused. It all just blew her mind!

She was a complex woman - a combination of opposites. She seemed self-assured, but was actually very submissive.  She frequently masturbated, but felt it was ‘wrong’. Now, she was the slave of a man who had no compunction about doing nasty, degrading things to her.

Chapter 7

The General’s Party

One day, Mutumbami called Esther and told her to get herself ready for a ‘party’ that next Saturday night. She dutifully put on a cream-colored silk blouse, black knee length skirt, high-heel black pumps, and cream-colored, filmy panties, a lacy cream-colored bra and sheer stockings.  An hour later, a young man came for her. She looked lovely - her hair brushed - her make-up perfect - her figure complimented by the clothes. The young man whistled when he saw her. He drove her to a house in the best part of the city. She could hear voices, like a party, as they approached.

She wondered what sort of an affair she was being taken to. Since Mutumbami had instructed her to be well-dressed, she had hopes that it was going to be ‘nice’ party. Maybe she would meet some of the higher-ups in the government.  What had happened was this: Mutumbami had reported to his superiors that Esther had possibilities as a sex slave. He relayed that she was a natural submissive, aroused by humiliation and rough sexing and very orgasmic. This had been passed around and came to the attention of the Army’s military commander in Bulawayo, the man known simply as ‘the General’.

Once inside, she saw that there were at least a dozen well dressed men there – all black. She felt very uncomfortable, as he looked around. Hers was the only white face there. Having drinks were policemen, politicians, military officers, business men and bureaucrats – all influential men in that part of the country. Mutumbami was there. He had done his job and delivered the goods. She was now at the disposal of the General.  Servants had opened the bar and the side tables were filled with food. Candles were lit and the room sported old leather chairs from when the British ran Rhodesia. A bartender served drinks. The tantalizing aroma of food wafted thru the room. The candlelight lent a party atmosphere to the place.

The room got quieter when she entered. The General came over and greeted her. He made a fuss over Esther. He was a big, fat man with a huge gut and he smiled at her in a feral, but charming way. Esther was so taken aback by the setting and his charming greeting, as whisked her around and introduced her to everyone, she felt overwhelmed. The General used only first names; and each man smiled at her. As the General escorted Esther around the room like visiting royalty, for a moment, she was disarmed. The General steered her over to the bar. He had the bartender pour champagne for her.

“Drink my dear,” he said. Esther took the glass and feeling she needed a drink, drained almost all of it.

The General made her drink five glasses quickly. It was degrading being made to swallow when ordered. He tummy soon felt full. Then he commanded her to walk around the room and show herself to the men.

“Walk around and display yourself. You’re the ‘party favor’.

She now understood what the party was about. ‘Oh God’, she thought to herself.  She felt swelling warmth between her legs. She hated herself for how her body was responding. She began walking around the room. When she had circled the room and returned blushing to the bar where the General stood, he grabbed her by the hair, like a common whore, and shoved his hand under her skirt to feel her ass and pussy.

“They want to see this. They want to see what you’ve got. Stand in the middle of the room and take off your clothes.”

Esther licked her lips and looked down. She looked over at Mutumbami and he was smiling. Seeing no help there, she looked back at the General. He was still smiling at her.

“Go on my dear. Everyone wants to see your charms. And you and I both know you’re already wet, don’t we?”

Esther blushed. It was true. She walked like a zombie to the center of the room. Everyone was watching her, as she began to unbutton her blouse. She felt her blood roaring in her veins and experienced a moment of lightheadedness. When she took off her blouse a man reached out and took it from her. Next, she took off her skirt and then her bra. When she exposed her tits, there was whistling and clapping. This made her blush even more. Her nipples began to become erect and her tits bobbed and swayed as she pulled her panties down to show them her full ass and hairy pussy.

“Walk about and let the men see what they’re getting,” the General said from the bar.

Esther dutifully began to walk around the room. As she passed by men, they reached out to grab her tits and feel her ass. Men put their hands on her. Several forced their fingers into her hot pussy. They groped her thoroughly. By the time she got back to her starting point, she was very wet. The General grabbed her by her hair again and forced her to her knees. Then he summoned a man to his side and told him he could be first.

A big middle-aged Colonel, the man unceremoniously unzipped his fly and pulled out a thick, semi-erect uncircumcised dick. Then he yanked Esther’s head around like you do to a disobedient child and told her to suck it.  Esther took the man’s semi-erect cock in her mouth. She kissed, licked and sucked on his cock at his direction. The others came over to watch. 

“That’s it, lick my balls, slut and get them wet. Now kiss it, that’s it, slut,” he crooned as she obediently worshipped his manhood.

“Look at how this slut sucks my dick,” he boomed, so everyone could hear.

“Do you like to suck big, black dicks, whore?”

He pulled his dick out to hear her answer.

“Yes.” He slapped her face. “Say – YES SIR!”

“YES SIR!”

“That’s better.”

His cock stiffened - sweat formed on his brow and shudders of pleasure convulsed through his body as Esther continued to work on him. He drew closer to cumming in her hot mouth. She used saliva and her hands to jerk the man off at the same time she sucked him. This way he didn’t choke her with his big spear. Without warning, his cock pulsed and warm semen began spurting into her mouth. Esther took his load. His erection subsided – But before she swallowed, he made her show the other men cum in her mouth. Then he let her swallow the salty treat. Finally, she had to tell the men how much she liked it.

“Do you like black men’s cum, whore?”

“YES SIR!”

Esther was allowed to get to her feet. A man gave her a glass of champagne and made her drink it. An fat man, a rich industrialist sitting in a large comfortable leather chair, beckoned her.

Esther came at his bidding – and stood next to the arm of the man’s chair. He slid his hand up the inside of her thighs to feel her pussy and ass. He touched the wetness seeping from her pussy as well as her full butt cheeks. The old man stood up, his attention now fully on her, and forced her over the back of a nearby leather chair. He made her spread her cheeks to show him her asshole. Esther was blushing from her cheeks to her tits. Then he used his hand to spank her; the sound reverberated throughout the room.

The blows made her cry out and she became more submissive as other blows followed. The old man took off his belt, doubled it up and used it on her buttocks and thighs – giving her a vigorous whipping. She clenched and unclenched her cheeks at the feel of the hot leather and wriggled her ass, giving the men a fine show. Her cheeks soon became a bright red and a new heat, a new sensation swept through her loins.  The men in the room had formed a semi-circle on either side of her.  Most of them were rubbing their crotches, erections obvious in the larger men.

One tall young man pushed thru the group and dropped his trousers revealing an unusually thick, but average length dick.  He grabbed Esther’s bright red ass cheeks - pulling them apart to reveal and then separate the lips of her hairy, wet pussy. He then forced his cock in - straight to the hilt, the angle of his penetration and Esther's position putting pressure on her G-spot. The man began to vigorously hump her, coming with a shudder and a grunt. Esther, feeling her vaginal sphincter being stretched by his thickness and his pinkish cockhead rubbing her G-spot, her ribbed urethral protuberance – approached an orgasm and began to groan loudly.

“Harder - harder! OH GOD. I'M CLOSE, I'M CLOSE! OH GOD! SO CLOSE. NO, NO - DON'T STOP! FUCK ME. FUCK ME!!"

She felt him grab hold of her hips and hold on tight as his dick pulsed and spurted. He came leaving her hanging. The next man grabbed a thick hank of Esther's hair and used it as reins, pulling her back onto him.  He came quickly and his cum added to the previous man’s. A third man entered her sex-hole; he too grabbed her hair. Esther was growing frantic, wanting to cum. The next man was young and strong. He spread her legs wide and slowly pushed it in. Esther felt his cock touch and pass her cervix. She felt full; nice and full indeed. While he was not that big around, he was long.

She  chanted, “FUCK ME….FUCK ME ….FUCK ME…FUCK ME …FUCK ME…FUCK ME….FUCK ME…FUCK ME….FUCK ME…FUCK ME!!!”

He never said a word. He quickened his pace and the closer he came to his climax, the closer she came to hers. As she felt herself getting closer to cumming, she could feel he was cumming too. Esther reached an orgasm as he came.

“Oh…OH…OH…OH,” she crooned.

A line of men formed on the other side.  They had their cocks out or had dropped their trousers.  They were ready to use her mouth.  Esther used her hands to avoid being choked by the men who began face-fucking her. She was forced to open wide, receive their cocks, gag, and swallow. The orgasms did not stop; each new cock drove her closer to another cum. She felt like she might pass out. Each time someone thrust into her vagina - she felt it touch and then go past her cervix and she felt she was going to explode.  Someone with a big dick got between her legs and it filled her up. Then he began fucking her hard and fast. Esther could feel him  go deep into her epicenter.

She got wilder when this spot was touched - it sent a surge through her whole body. It felt so good when it went in all the way – right to the end. She looked over her shoulder at the man and realized it was Mutumbami. He did not stay in her long. He smiled, ejaculated and pulled out but not before he made her cum. After this, Esther began wriggling her ass; pushing back and hoping another like him would replace it soon.

She whimpered like a whore, “Fuck me, fuck me - FUCK ME."

She felt another man replace him. He was rather small and he didn’t last long. He made his deposit and then more men came inside her.  Soon, her pussy was a large gaping wet hole, drooling semen – there was a mess on the wood floor beneath her. Eventually every one of the men used her as a cum dump. The General said he had an announcement to make – there was murmuring at what was coming next. He announced that something special was next. He made a speech to the effect that they all could see what a slut the white woman was.  Well, he had a special exhibition for them that would show, ‘just how much of a slut this woman is’.

Then they all heard General say, "Get the dog."

Esther could not see behind, but she heard the animal bark and began to struggle. Esther looked back and saw this huge dog - a big, brindle-colored mastiff. Instinctively, she understood that they were going to mate her to a dog        !

"NOOOOO, GETAWAY! NO! NOOO! STOP HIM! NO! NO! STOP – NNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOO!"

They took Esther, struggling, and someone slapped her. Then they laid her down on a coffee table with her legs spread open. Soon, she felt a cold nose between her legs and then something very warm and wet licking her.

"STOP DON’T LET THE DOG NEAR ME…! OH GOD NO! GET HIM AWAY! Get him away! Stop him! Please don't. Oh God. Oh God. Oh God. Oh. Oh, Oh God…God. AHHHHHHHH, Ahhh Ohhh Fuck Ohhhhhh."

Esther found herself seduced by the dog’s tongue. The dog sniffed first, and then its big, wet tongue began lapping every fold and crevice of her pussy from her vagina thru her labia to her clitoris....It didn’t take too long for this to become very compelling. She felt the dog when it thrust its tongue inside her, and then it went back to lapping and lapping and then back to thrusting its tongue into her depths to lick up the semen and her secretions. Between the dog’s copious drool, the semen and her secretions, her pussy was soon a mess.  Her heavy mat of pubic hair became soaked, and the mastiff made her jerk and twitch every time it thrust its big pink tongue in her sexhole. 

Despite how disgusting it was, it made her pussy purr. Involuntarily, she had multiple orgasms that kept exploding like a string of firecrackers.  It was obvious to everyone how much the dog had gotten to her.  She was reacting; she grunted, moaned and cried out as the dog worked her over.

She had a long string of convulsive orgasms and screamed, “OH…..OH…OH…OH….OHHH….OOOOOHHHHH…..OOOOHHHHHH!”

Then, the dog moved down to her asshole and she felt it lap her there. The beast’s tongue was at her anus, warm and wet.  And then the tongue went back to exploring every crevice and fold of her pussy.  To have this happening to her in front of everyone opened a floodgate in her mind.  To have a dog make her cum was a new, more debasing degradation; the most humiliating yet. She felt herself approaching another hard climax. Esther reached down and opened herself as wide as she could for the dog to get more access. She forgot all about the men watching her. Oh, she could hear them – joking and congratulating the General for finding a prize slut like her.

Esther lay there, moaning and groaning with pleasure.  Then the dog stopped.  When that happened she groaned. In a way, she didn’t want it to stop. She wondered what they were going to do to her next. Soon, the General decreed that it was time for the dog to fuck her. The men got her on the floor on a rug and forced her on her hands and knees. One of them produced a swab coated with the vaginal secretions of a bitch dog in heat. He used this to anoint Esther’s messy hole.  Two men led the beast behind her. She soon felt the dog jump on her back and felt its front legs and paws wrap around her ribcage.

She felt the dog’s dick jabbing at her hole. The men let the dog get ready to mount her and then pulled it back. They did this to provoke the strongest breeding response in the dog. They did this three times. And it was working as the animal growled and strained to get at Esther’s cunt.

She was crying, “OH GOD - OH GOD – OH GOD."

The men finally let the dog find her hole and it got its cock inside her before she knew what hit her. It pulled her close with its front paws. Its dick was a jackhammer – humping her fast and hard. It looked to the men like the dog was going to fuck her to death. Esther felt it hammering past her cervix. She also felt the knot right against the vaginal opening.  It felt as if the beast was trying to get it inside her. Of course it was the knot. She had felt it and seen it grow.

Now, this huge thing pressed against her hole. What was going through her mind, in a split second, was this:  it wouldn’t fit inside her. It would hurt her. It was sick - against all nature – for a dog’s penis to be inside her. It was terrible that everyone was watching her. So she felt more than ever, that she would not able to look anyone in the face after this. She was being forced across a terrible line. A black face appeared beside her and said something at her. At first she didn’t know what the man was saying. But then it sank it…

He was saying in a loud voice to her, “The dog gets the knot in you. It’s going to go in you. It has to go in you.”

Some part of her already knew that the knot was meant to go inside her vagina. The sheer physicality of the situation was overwhelming her. She had been fucked and climaxed. And now, they were making a dog fuck her. She knew she would never be the same as the heat of the dog's dick and its hard thrusting was having an effect on her. Feeling its cock ramming her pussy began to take its toll. She felt the pressure building at the opening of her cunt and realized that the dog would keep pushing until it got the knot inside her.  She looked between her legs, caught a glimpse of it and groaned.

She felt revolted, but some part of her wanted it inside - wanted it inside her hot hole, so every time the dog pulled back she found herself pushing back and when the animal thrust forward, she felt herself ‘opening up’. When the knot forced open the vaginal sphincter and popped inside, she howled with a mixture of pleasure and pain as the mouth of her vagina was stretched like she was giving birth and the dog, happy now, drooled on her bare back.

But once inside, it felt good.  The dog had now stopped humping.  It just held itself inside her and kept spurting and vibrating inside her vagina.  For her, it was like her whole body had become her pussy. It was hot and filling that she began to wriggle her ass just a little and whimpered and moaned every time she did it.  She had descended down the ladder of decency to land in the lowest depths of perversion. The knot stretched her - she felt it pulsing and hot. For Esther it was like she was just a pussy. She was this dog's bitch and like a real bitch she wanted a big male dog to mate with her. The knot filled her up and she became fuck happy. A filthy chorus of dirty talk came spilling from her mouth… Esther became a babbling idiot. 

She could not think of anything but the hot radiating warmth and sensations throbbing between her legs. Her mind was spinning and exploding. Her whole body just shook and shook with rapture. She felt the dog jetting its hot cum into her unceasingly - spurting and spurting. It pulsed and ejaculated than any man’s and it was much hotter.  As the dog’s cock continued to vibrate and spurt, she felt her whole pelvis bear down.  She tightened her stomach muscles and, as she did so, her vaginal muscles convulsed against the dog’s dick gripping it tightly and she CAME hard!

Her brain exploded, as her whole body shook.  When she relaxed her vagina, the men standing closest could see the knot looking like it was about to come out.  But it was still too swollen and deeply embedded.  Then when she contracted her vaginal muscles, the knot was pulled in. It went in and out about an inch. This made the knot massage her G-Spot and the front wall of her vagina; and forced the arrow shaped head deep into her epicenter.  Every time she squeezed it, she had one body quaking orgasm after another.  She would have one and then take several moments to recover and then she would squeeze the knot again.

She had several body-shaking climaxes this way. It went on and on. The men stood by dumbstruck watching her cum this way. After about 10 minutes, the dog was done and wanted off. She felt the animal pull back and when it pulled its cock out, she felt like she had a log pop out of her. There was so much pressure - then nothing. The dog jumped off the table and two men led it away as it reached down to licks its cock. The thing that blew everyone’s mind was seeing what had just come out of her hole. The dog’s dick looked huge. Men could not take their eyes off of it; they saw that the knot at the base was as big as their fists...

She heard someone say, "Get a close up of that. No one will believe she took it all if we don’t get a picture."

Everyone then gawked at her hole. It was stretched out and drooling dog cum. Esther, exhausted, rolled over on her side, panting, and curled up into a fetal ball. She felt and looked like she had climbed a mountain. She was wet and sloppy everywhere, from her belly down to her pubic mound and her thighs and butt too.  A disgusting mixture composed of dog and human semen and her secretions oozed from her hole.  Her hole was open, reddened and swollen.  The General voiced the opinion that she had a whore’s pussy and was meant to take dog’s dicks in her “dirty slut hole”, as he called it.

She was left naked on the floor.  Her hair hung down in sweaty disarray. After awhile, they got her up. Semen and pussy juice ran down the inside of both thighs as she walked. The General ordered her to walk around and display herself to everyone again.  Some men took photos of her. There was someone with a video camera who had caught the whole sordid show. Her bra and panties were gone, but she was able to get her blouse, shoes and skirt back and she dressed. The constant humiliation of cum drooling down her legs shamed her. A man drove her home.

Chapter 8

Weekend as Joshua’s Place

Mutumbami continued to sex Esther.  David, listening to the hot sounds of the black man sexing his mother in her bedroom, would jerk off.  Esther knew from their rabbi how David was affected by what he had been forced to see and hear.  She knew their lives were now controlled by Mutumbami. Mother and son had been changed forever.   He was taking money and sex from her on a weekly basis. And she knew he thrived on humiliating her.

The pleasure he took from degrading her as a woman and especially a white woman was always very apparent.  So, she was very suspicious when he called and told her to be ready one Saturday morning – a car would come and pick her up. She knew she had no choice – she dutifully got ready to drive over. David didn’t want her to go, but Esther sat him down and told him that what she was doing was keeping him safe. When Mutumbami snapped his fingers, she had to do his bidding. He whined upset, but in the end, there was nothing he could do.

A young security man, someone she had not seen before, picked her up and drove her. He grinned at her. She knew he had been told all about her, and she felt his hot eyes appraising her at every opportunity. Joshua Mutumbami lived in an area that had been, in the old days when it was Rhodesia, the exclusive province of the whites.  It was a big house, a tobacco farm, once owned by a white overseer.

When they got the driveway leading to the house, it was obvious that blacks had not maintained the place the same way as the whites had, in the old days.  It looked careworn, but this may have had as much to do with the tottering Zimbabwean economy, as anything. Four black boys were playing, kicking a soccer ball around the compound.  They looked at the car sullenly and she felt no welcome coming from them, as the security man parked the car and they went up to the door.

A big booming voice greeted her, “Ah, Mrs. Goodman.”

This was Joshua’s younger sister Dadirai.  She was a tall, vulgar and cruel 30-year old woman with big hips, thighs, breasts, and buttocks.  She lived there and took care of his household and his three children. Joshua was a widower; his wife had died a few years earlier. Some said he had murdered her, but who knew the truth about that.  Dadirai was devoted to his sons, Hlatshwayo, aged 16, and Qinisela, 15, and his daughter, Lindiwe, aged 14. She greeted Esther, wearing a colored print dress that did little to hide her big bosom.  Her hair had been pulled back into a crude ponytail and she wore open-toed sandals. She was attractive, in a vulgar way.  

“We’ve been waiting for you.” 

Esther wondered who the ‘we’ was she referred to? She brought her into the house and had her sit in the living room on a couch littered with toys and books and other junk. She looked around nervously. Esther wore black heels, and a very short navy blue skirt that barely covered her ass.  She had on a blouse and make-up. She knew how to please Mutumbami, who she now called, ‘Sir’ or ‘Boss’.

“My brother will be home soon. You wait here,” she said, “I’ll be right back.” 

A moment later Dadirai came back in the room. She then took Esther to her own room.  She sat down in a chair by her make-up table and motioned for Esther to sit on a small beat-up couch that faced the table. 

“You’re here because my brother has given you to me. Do you know what that means?”

Esther looked at her.

“I’m not sure,” she answered.

“You’re mine for the weekend,” Dadirai said.

Esther licked her lips nervously.

“You’ll be here till tomorrow night. If you please me then my brother will be happy. If you don’t make me happy - well, I’ll whip your white ass with this, “she said, as she fetched a cane from behind the dressing table.

It was a thin, cruel rattan cane and Esther knew already what that felt like. She stared at it and realized that this big black woman was going to torture her over the next two days.

“You know what my brother is capable of, so I don’t need to tell you, do I?”

Esther nodded. She realized that this was a new phase…and one that had terrible implications for her.

“First thing, take off everything.”

Esther was ready to do her bidding. She hesitated just for a moment and then began to unbutton her skirt with a resigned look on her face.  She took a deep breath and began undressing.   When she was done, Esther stood with her arms by her sides and waited.  Dadirai came over and began inspecting her. She grabbed each one of Esther’s tits and felt them, like a butcher examining an animal for slaughter. She made her spread her legs and sat down in her chair and made Esther get close enough so that she could see and feel her pussy. She rubbed it and then separated the labia to examine her more closely. She gave her a through personal exam. She exposed her big clitoris and rolled the bud between her index and middle finger extracting a moan from the Jewess.

“Nice and big. Turn around.”

Esther did what she was told.

“Now bend over and spread your legs.”

Humiliated, Esther dutifully did as she was instructed.

Esther found it degrading how the woman controlled her.  She licked her dry lips as the bigger woman ran her finger around the rim of her anal sphincter and then made her drop the pose to stand erect. She then felt her ample buttocks.

“Hmmmm…..”

“You’re well built for a white woman, you know that,” she said.

“You like the black spear now,” she asked her?

Esther colored noticeably at her remark. She looked at Dadirai.

“Uh….yes,” he answered her.

“Spread your cheeks,” Dadirai told her.

Esther was very embarrassed. Here she was in the most degrading position imaginable - having a woman she didn’t even know examining her anus. She wanted to die….

“This will get some attention, I think,” Dadirai announced.

She wet her finger and played with her anus, making her clench it defensively.

“Until my brother took charge of you – you weren’t used to having anything up your ass - we’re you?”

“No, I wasn’t.”

With that, Dadirai sat down in a chair by her make-up table.  She motioned for Esther to kneel facing her.  Then she motioned with her hand showing the older woman got down on her back and wriggled so that she got her feet and her calves underneath the seat of the chair that Dadirai was sitting on. 

“Ah, the sweaty cares of the day,” Dadirai said as she shucked both of her sandals, revealing her sweaty feet.

“You lick my feet, woman. Hands by your sides and you do a good job or I’m going to whip you between your legs,” she said to Esther.

At the mention of a pussy whipping, Esther felt fear and loathing.  Somehow she knew that this woman knew how to hurt another woman. She was lying prostrate with half her body underneath the chair.  Dadirai lifted one foot and presented it to her. Actually she held it right under her nose. She wanted her to smell it and she did. And then after sniffing it, as commanded, she began to kiss and lick the black woman’s stinky feet.  She had been sweating and the feet contain numerous glands and ducts that contain the body’s pheromones. The woman’s feet were big and smelly, but Esther bent to the task of licking and sucking on her toes. She licked between them and then sucked them into her mouth individually. Just then, Mudiwa came in the room.

“Hi, Auntie,” she said. “Ah. I see you’ve already begun to enjoy this one.”

Esther colored as she was performing a degrading task and recognizing Mudiwa as the woman who tortured her, she felt even worse.

“Remember me, white woman,” Mudiwa said, bending down to make eye contact with Esther.

“Pull up a chair my niece and let this slave lick your feet.”

“Yes, oh yeah…I’ve been wanting this slut.”

Mudiwa got a chair and pulled it so that she was sitting right next to her Aunt. She took off her sandals and soon Esther was compelled to worship both women’s feet. Mudiwa’s were nicer, but it was still a debasing task having to wash another person’s feet and only be allowed the use of your lips and tongue for the task. Mudiwa had the habit of pressing the ball of her foot right onto Esther’s mouth and nose - to impress her with her scent. The she allowed the older woman to kiss and lap her.

“Suck on my toes, now,” she said…

Esther went from one foot to another. It was the most demeaning task she could have ever imagined. Dadirai was ready now for her to eat her pussy and pulled her skirt up. She crooked her finger at Esther, got her under her skirt, put her hands on the back of her head and made her rub her nose and mouth on her crotch. Her sexual odor was strong when Esther gagged at the smell; she pushed her away and then pulled down her panties. Esther was taken by the sight and smell of the bigger woman’s pussy. She was hairy with kinky black hair in a thick mat that went up quite a ways. 

Her labia were very long and quite black at the edges and purple everywhere else and they were in wild contrast to the hot pink interior.  The woman had a big reddish clitoris, as big as her own and her thighs were big and muscular. Her pussy was already wet.  She crooked her finger and pointed to it. Esther was fascinated and horrified, as she had never had sex with a woman. As Dadirai directed her, she bent to the task and got busy kissing her sex.

The more she made the Jewess kiss, lick, and suck and stick her tongue up her cunt, the wetter she got.  Dadirai leaned back, with her skirt up, spread her legs and squeezed her face with her thighs to keep the older woman in her crotch, slurping and kissing. She kept one hand on the back of her head and from time to time, pulled him closer.

“That’s good.  You do a good job and I won’t let Mudiwa whip you.”

She wanted to breathe, but unsure of whether or not she could pull back, she didn’t. Her face was shoved right into the black woman’s hot, smelly center. She kept her hands on the back of her head and held her close. It was overwhelming and humiliating at the same time.

“You open your mouth and kiss and lick everything,” she told him.

She found the smell overpowering, but the taste wasn’t unpleasant. The texture of her secretions made him a little uneasy in her stomach for she was juicing thick mucus. Esther sucked her labia into her mouth and did the same with her clitoris. She liked that and praised her. Mudiwa watched as her aunt enjoyed the white woman’s attentions. Dadirai kept her eating her pussy until she squirted and came in her mouth. She held her hard by the hair to make sure she got it all. She told her to put her mouth on her vaginal opening - lap up all the juices and swallow. When she was done, Dadirai signed contentedly.

Then Mudiwa got her turn. She was wearing shorts and she pulled these and her pretty blue bikini panties down. Her pubis was bare; she shaved. She had a very pretty pussy and Esther had an easier time eating her pussy. Mudiwa cooed and whispered to her as she kissed and licked.

“So sweet….that’s a good girl. You lick my hot cunt. OH YEAH…”

She kept the Jewess at it until she too came. Then Dadirai took another turn. And after she reached a body-shaking orgasm, she turned her back over to her niece for another turn. After Mudiwa had a satisfying cum, Dadirai reached for a plastic bottle and showed it to Esther.  It had been cut off at the top and the cap was still on the bottle but a hole had been made in the cap.  It was a primitive funnel.  She got her down on her back again and squatted over her face.  She put the cap against her lips and told her to open her mouth. She did. This was unbelievably humiliating when she put the open end of the bottle up against her crotch and began concentrating.

“Get ready,” she said. “I want you to drink my piss. You understand?”

Esther realized he had no choice and nodded. Dadirai concentrated, her brow furrowed and soon began pissing. Esther kept her mouth open and waited. The black woman’s stream increased until she began filling up bottle rather nicely.  Her piss was a rich golden color. She told Esther to start sucking. 

As she began sucking, a little dribbled from the corner of her mouth down her cheek, but she was nursing on the bottle and soon it filled her mouth. She wanted to throw up, and the humiliation overwhelmed her, but she dared not stop. 

The black woman kept pissing until she had nearly filled the bottle.  There was nearly a pint of piss …it was hard to tell exactly how much as he had begun draining the bottle. She gagged several times and struggled to avoid vomiting. Esther was sickened at how degrading this was. Dadirai finally finished urinating.  She kept the bottle up against her pussy and watched Esther sucking and swallowing her piss. Finally, she was able to drain the last of it.  Only then was it taken out of her mouth.

“Good,” Dadirai praised her.

She then put the empty bottle down on her dressing table and smiled at Esther.

“You liked serving me, didn’t you,” she asked?

Esther, red faced, just mumbled.

She got up and squatted down over her face again. 

“Lick my pussy and asshole. Get it clean.”

Esther dutifully put her mouth on it and licked the woman’s wet pussy clean and then she turned her attention to her anus. She had to kiss it like it was a mouth, and then she licked it.  Dadirai kept her at it as it felt good. At one point, at her direction, Esther had to insert the tip of her tongue - very stiff – into the black woman’s anus. She knew that if she didn’t do as she was told, she would get another whipping. 

Esther discovered she was aroused serving this big, black goddess.  When Esther was done, her face was a mess. She was wet from her nose to her chin. Her nose had run her eyes had teared-up and this made a mess of her make-up. Claiming she didn’t show enough enthusiasm and skill, Dadirai had Esther stand and bend over. Then she had to grab her ankles as she and Mudiwa applied the cane to her full ass cheeks.

WHIP….WHIP….WHIP!

Esther found the position and the beating unbelievably humiliating; especially after having been forced into servicing them. And it hurt! They each gave her three hot, hard strokes and it left marks on her buttocks. She yelped after each one and bit her lip to keep from crying out. She was determined to show them they had not broken her. But this was to prove very futile.  Then Dadirai went out into the hall and called for Lindiwe. Esther winced as she didn’t want the children to see her naked.

Then Lindiwe and her two friends, Chipo and Munashe showed up. The three girls were all 14, slim, strong and pretty. They giggled when they saw her. Then they stared curiously; comparing themselves in their endowments to the naked white woman. They looked at Esther like the curiosity she was. As they stared, they giggled some more.  Esther bit her lip nervously. She could not believe she was in this situation.

“This is ‘dog-slut’, girls.”

“Hmm,” said braided Lindiwe, as she stared at Esther.

To be reduced to a thing…a ‘dog-slut’ was another indignity for the older woman.

“She’s your father’s slave. Let me show you.”

She directed the girls to look at Esther’s tits. Esther wanted to cover herself, but Dadirai pushed her hands down. Then, grinning and talking with the girls, she began playing with Esther’s nipples. 

“See what happens when I do this,” she said, as she slowly but surely stiffened and made them erect. Esther wanted to hide her face she was so embarrassed. She closed her eyes, trying to blot it all out.

After Dadirai played with her she let each girl take a turn touching her. They tickled her nipples, and then Lindiwe began pull on them to stretch them. She laughed and pulled them out as far as they would go, making her groan. Now that she had gotten her own reaction from the older Jewish woman, she slapped her nipples. Munashe wanted to do this too. She discovered that squeezing Esther’s tits made her groan even louder than when Lindiwe stretched her nipples. 

As the girls had their fun with her, Dadirai played with her pussy and Mudiwa touched her anus and then forced her index finger into her asshole.  Soon, Esther’s pussy began drooling. Dadirai pointed this out to the girls who chuckled and sniggered. Even shy Chipo got involved. She was encouraged to touch Esther’s big tits.

“She’s ready, Auntie, Mudiwa said.

“Call the boys,” Dadirai said.

“Okay, girls, Mudiwa and I have something to do. You girls go out and play.”

Lindiwe and Munashe weren’t happy with being shooed out. They were starting to have real fun with Esther. Chipo was shy and she had been hanging back, but the other two girls were excited by the opportunity to abuse the white woman. Lindiwe in particular wanted to say.

“Auntie Dadirai, we want to stay. Right Munashe? We’re having fun. I know…..I think….hmmm….we know you’re going to have some more fun with her,” she said pointing to the older woman.

“Why can’t we stay?”

Then Dadirai said, “Hmmm…what do you think Mudiwa? Should we let these babies stay?”

“We’re not babies,” Lindiwe said excitedly. 

“That’s right, we’re 14,” Munashe said, and then looking around at the silliness of that remark, she began laughing along with Dadirai and Mudiwa. Even Lindiwe began to chuckle.

“Yeah..... 14 is big enough,” Lindiwe added with a smile on her face.

“Ok, but you girls – you just do like we tell you. OK?”

“Yeah…OK!”

“You know what dog-sluts like to do?”

The girls had some suggestions, but the older woman shushed them and said, “They like to play with their pussies in front of everyone.”

The girls giggled at this. Dadirai told Esther to start masturbating.

“Oh, please don’t make me do that,” she begged.

“You don’t do it, I’ll tell my brother.”

Esther didn’t want to, but she knew she had to. She put her hands between her legs and began rubbing her pussy - stroking it lightly at first. She kept her eyes closed as the girls started to laugh at her. She was a comic sight. Holding her legs open and playing with herself…her face sweating and red…she looked like a clown to the girls. Dadirai gave Munashe, the bigger of Lindiwe’s two friends, a cane which she began brandishing. Then she gave one to Chipo. The two girls giggled and flailed the air with them.

Then she had them give Esther a swat to, ‘make her work harder’.

Then Dadirai said to Esther, “You better cum, slut.”

Esther closed her eyes and she was now was breathing hard as she worked her pussy.  

“Now, here’s the game,” Dadirai said to Lindiwe.

“She’s shy and needs her ass whipped to make her cum. So, do you want to whip her ass?”

“Yeah,” all three girls chorused.

“Lindiwe, here….you grab her nipples, and pull on them hard - like this and then twist them. OK? This will make her go faster,” she said.

Then she supervised Lindiwe – showing the teenager how to work Esther’s tits to best advantage.

“Munashe and Chipo, when I tell you, you hit her ass - you understand,”

Esther groaned. It was worse than anything she could have imagined - a degrading game with her humiliation as the prize.  Then Munashe, who had been waving the brush around like a club, squatted down by her ass.  Teasingly and giggling, she patted her full cheeks with the cane and as soon as she did that, the older woman wriggled and rubbed herself harder.  Lindiwe had stationed herself by Esther’s side.  She had grabbed her right nipple and pulled it out as far as it would go…making Esther groan. She sagged, and at that moment, Dadirai gave the signal and the two girls each swatted her with the canes.

“Hurry up, woman,” Dadirai said to her. “I didn’t tell you to stop.”  

Each time Lindiwe pulled on her nipples, and she reacted, the two girls got to hit her. Soon, her nipples were so sore and her ass was reddened as the two girls whipped her butt.  By the time she came, she was in agony. The little demons had a field day as they took their turns hurting her. She had earned herself so many smacks that the girls were giggling and hitting her non-stop, it seemed.

It was like when Apache children in the Old West in America in the 19th century were given a captive to torture.  They would be allowed by the adults to subject their victims to imaginative ordeals.  Finally, she came. And in a way this was worse; the shame of having to cum treated like a toy was devastating.

She gasped when she felt her orgasm starting to explode. And when he furiously rubbed herself harder and harder and came, she spurted, earning herself praise from Dadirai. The girls giggled as she came. It was so embarrassing. As she took her wet hand from her pussy, she hung her head. Dadirai went over to the window and yelled down into the yard. Esther stood there naked not knowing what to do, as Dadirai called to the boys to come up to her room. In a few minutes, the four boys, who had been kicking the ball in the compound when they drove up, came in the room. The boys were excited when they saw her standing there naked.

Esther’s face went red. She had never been naked in front of young boys. It was so embarrassing. She wanted to cover herself with her hands, but knew if she did, Dadirai would yell at her. So she just stood there with her face flaming. The tallest two were Mutumbami’s sons and the other two were friends. They were all just young teens. Esther felt their hot eyes on her and blushed even harder. She didn’t know where to look. Her embarrassment was so acute and painful, she wanted to die. The boys sniggered and made comments.

When they were all there, Dadirai pointed to Esther and said, “Hlatshwayo, this is ‘dog-slut’. She’s your father’s personal slave.  Boys, you can take her to your room. All you boys, and I mean ALL OF YOU, can have some fun with her today. Do you understand?  Just don’t break anything. You don’t want to make your father angry, Hlatshwayo – right? Now, you each take a turn and don’t fight over her. You understand? You have fun with ‘dog-slut’, but don’t start fighting. If I have to come down there, you’re going to be sorry.”

“OK, Auntie Dadirai,” said Hlatshwayo.

With that, he grinned at his brother and mates.  Esther, hearing what was said, felt herself slipping down the ladder of decency even further and bit her lip. She felt sick at the thought that she was being given to these little monsters to play with. And since she’d been made to cum, her pussy was ready and wet for them. It was awful. She had been reduced to a children’s plaything. Even her name had been taken away from her……she was now: ‘dog-slut’. Little did he know how she’d earned that name…?

The boys grabbed her and hauled her out. The boys brought her to Hlatshwayo’s bedroom and made her stand with her hands behind her head. They crowded around her and felt her up all over. They were fascinated by her big D cup tits and squeezed them and mauled her nipples until she cried out.

“Tie her …Let’s tie her up,” said Qinisela.

They tied her to the bed spread-eagled. They propped her up on pillows so that even her ass cheeks could be pulled apart slightly to expose her anus. The position spread her legs and exposed her pussy. They crowded all got on the bed and crowded around her. Two boys began playing with and then sucking and biting her nipples. She felt like a centipede was crawling on her as there were fingers everywhere and soon in every hole. Hlatshwayo made a big show of playing with her clitoris to show the others he knew how to make a woman respond. Between the two boys sucking her nipples and occasionally biting them, and Hlatshwayo rubbing her nubbin, Esther’s pussy began to lubricate.

“Lookit how wet ‘dog-slut’ is getting,” Hlatshwayo crowed.

The excitement of having a mature white woman to abuse got to Joshua’s oldest boy; and he began unzipping his shorts and pulling out his cock. At 16, he had a respectable sized organ.  He fisted it, proud, and showed it to Esther. The, he sat on her chest then shoved it in her face. The others took over and crowded around her crotch to begin playing with her pussy and anus. 

Esther, at Hlatshwayo’s direction, began kissing and sucking him.  He leaned forward and got it so deep into her mouth that he made her gag.  But, he was only 16 and massively excited, he came in her mouth.  He was replaced by Qinisela, the younger brother, who trembling and shaking, got his cock into her mouth and ejaculated. Then the two other boys took their turn.  Esther noticed that the teenagers were quick to cum as she sucked them. They were young and potent and sloppy blowjobs were the result.  When they’d all cum, her face was wet with saliva and semen.  This made boy’s laugh at her.  With some of their loads on her face, she looked like a cheap whore. 

“Please – no more,” she begged them.

Then they untied her, got her on her stomach and shoved pillows under her tummy to elevate her hips and re-tied her in this position.

“Now, we fuck ‘dog-slut’,” he announced to the others.

Then he took the lead and knelt behind her ass on the bed to put his cock in her pussy. He fumbled around for only a moment, before he found her opening, yawning in readiness at that point.

“YEAH,” Hlatshwayo cried out, as he shoved his man-sized dick into Esther.

He took his turn fucking her and when he came in her sexhole, his brother and their friends cheered. Then Qinisela and the other boys took their turns and shoved their cocks in her pussy - using her to relieve themselves. There was no adult subtlety in the way they fucked her; no rotation of their hips or wiggling their cocks from side to side. They were all horny and young and within two dozen thrusts they ejaculated in her. They left her tied that way, drooling cum from her pussy. It bubbled and oozed down the crack of her ass to wet the bedcover.

“I have an idea,” Hlatshwayo announced as he contemplated her cum filled sex-hole.

“Qinisela, get one of the dogs in the yard,” he said.

His younger brother ran out and brought back two junkyard dogs from the yard. Hlatshwayo got them up on the bed to sniff Esther’s cum-packed, messy pussy. The dogs, getting the scent of semen and her vaginal secretions, began lapping up the treat.  They crowded in between her splayed thighs and lapped at her furiously. They were lean and hungry mongrels and eagerly took the opportunity for some extra protein. As they licked her womanhood, Esther, remembering how the dog had licked her to orgasm at the party, cried out for deliverance. 

“NO…DON’T,” she begged.

But, there was nothing she could do; and soon it began to feel good. She struggled at this, and the boys watched gleefully as she writhed and moaned. The dogs were hungry and soon licked her clean.

“OH GOD……HELP ME…..OH GOD,” she cried out as their tongues had their way with her.

When one of the dogs thrust its tongue into her vagina, she experienced an orgasm. The boys found this hugely amusing and began clapping and hooting when this happened. When the hounds had licked her clean, they lost interest. Hlatshwayo had gotten hard again seeing her cum. He straddled her chest and sat down. This put the tip of his dick right in her face.

He told her to, “Get busy.”

When Esther didn’t show enthusiasm and tried to turn her face. He reached behind and began slapping her exposed pussy.

“Qinisela, beat her cunt. I want this bitch to work hard.”

His brother and the other two boys then crowded around to take over the job of spanking her pussy. And this proved to be a delight. She was already spread open, and her labia and clitoris were swollen from having cum. It made a delightful target and the three boys had a field day. Qinisela led the way and slapped her six or seven times, making her howl.

But by this time Hlatshwayo had already gotten his cock into her mouth. He had thrust a pillow under her head to elevate her mouth so he could face fuck her. And now with the others spanking her cunt, he was free to ride her mouth to another hot cum. Esther was in hell. The three boys beat the shit out of her cunt. They slapped it with their full palms and soon, her labia began to puff up to comic proportions.

It hurt terribly and Hlatshwayo was brutal in his rape of her mouth. Her mouth was soon filled with saliva and his pre-cum and it wasn’t long after that she began to gag. The sound of her gagging was an aphrodisiac to the boys. Two boys beat her pussy as the third boy slapped the insides of her thighs until they were red and raw.

She wished it would end. But no sooner had Hlatshwayo spurted into her mouth and kept his organ in deep so that she whined to be able to breathe, then he jumped off and Qinisela got on her chest to give her mouth a hard ride. By the time all the boys had cum in her mouth, she was ready to pass out. Her eyes were red and teary, her lips were swollen and she had drooled so much that her chin and neck were wet and her pussy was so sore, that any touch made her wince.

Since all of them had fucked and then face-fucked her.   Hlatshwayo had a brainstorm.  The dogs were coming in and out of the bedroom. They were excited by the smells. One of the dog’s cocks had begun to emerge from its sheath. The hot red tip was just protruding.  Hlatshwayo grabbed the dog and began squeezing its sheath. Soon, the dog’s organ began to emerge - hot red in color and drooling fuck-slime. He and the others got the dog up on the bed. They began pushing and pulling on the dog to get the beast to straddle Esther’s head.

“Oh NO…NO…NO - get it away from me,” she cried out.

“You’re gonna suck this dick, ‘dog-slut’,” Hlatshwayo said.

When she heard what they wanted her to do next, and looked at the dog’s dick, she blanched and began crying out. ‘The depraved perversions of Babel are once again being forced on the Jews’, she thought. 

“NO….DEAR GOD….NO….”

Esther tried to resist, but she knew down deep, she had no choice.  She STARED because the dog showed a big tool.  Its cock was repulsive and alien. The idea of having to suck it disgusted and shamed her.  The dog was 60 pounds of muscle and bone and it showed an organ with a knot that looked like two plums had been stuffed into a sock.  It was hot red and purple in color; dripping and spurting pre-cum from the tip. 

“No….please…for the love of GOD…PLEASE… DON’T MAKE ME…”

The look of the dog’s penis revolted her. It was so alien.  But despite her protestations and squirming they quickly got the dog settled down straddling her head. This put the drooling, red tip right in her face.

“OHHHH..UHHH…OOHHH,” she said squirming.

Hlatshwayo grabbed her hand and made her hold the animal’s cock right behind the swelling knot.  In her hand, it throbbed.  Esther was amazed how hot it was. Now they were pushing her to open her mouth and suck it.  

“Don’t make me do this. Please,” she pleaded.  “Please.......”

Hlatshwayo told her to, “Suck it, ‘dog-slut’. Kiss and tickle the tip with your tongue.  Tickle it with your tongue.  Then suck it – OR I’M GONNA BEAT YOUR PUSSY RAW ‘DOG-SLUT’.”

He made her do it.  Esther opened her mouth, gagging at the very thought of having to do this vile deed, and began to put her lips on it and then to touch the pointed tip with her tongue. This sweet action made tip spurt furiously in little pops and spurts. When she saw that this excited the dog, she tried to just lick the shaft.

“THE TIP, ‘DOG-SLUT’ – LICK THE FUCKING TIP,” Hlatshwayo screamed at her.

When she went back to tickling the pointed end with the tip of her tongue, the dog’s dick went back to jetting semen. What didn’t end up in her mouth splashed over her lips, her cheeks, nose and chin.  The he made her suck it. She put it in her mouth and nursed on it.  She soon had to swallow; and then he had her do it over again in exactly the same way, as all the boys watched.

This routine soon made the dog’s pre-cum jet from the tip like a hose.  At times, it seemed like the dog was pissing on her.  The ensuing spurts made her gag and choke.  When he had her nurse on it, her cheeks told the story. They soon bulged from the copious amount of watery cum. So, she was forced to swallow; then her cheeks bulged again. This was repeated several times.  

Hlatshwayo was beside himself as he was able to turn her into a ‘dog cock sucking slut’.  As this went on, the boy grinned and joked with the others, bragging that he knew how to treat a ‘dog-slut’.  Esther felt lower than ever. She was, once again, being pushed down the status ladder to lower than that of a common whore.  As the discharge filled her mouth and slopped over her face she wanted to cry. The image now in her mind, that of a woman forced to orally satisfy a dog, was too much for her to handle. 

Every time she took the tip from her mouth, the dog’s cock just kept squirting and her face got totally slimed. When they dog seemed to be slowing down, they got the other dog ready. One of the boys shoved a mirror in front of her face to show her what she looked like.  She took one look and began bawling. It was too much to bear.  But Hlatshwayo would not be denied and he made her suck off the second mangy hound.  When she was done, her face, neck and breasts glistened with dog semen.  She looked over, at one point, and saw the horror of the situation in the boy’s faces - grinning maniacally with pleasure.

It was worse than looking in the mirror. The state she had been reduced to could be seen in their young faces. After all, it wasn’t every day they got to make a white woman fellate a junkyard dog. Then Hlatshwayo decided that she was to lick their assholes. Then got her kneeling on the floor and each took a turn bending over and spreading their cheeks to expose their wrinkled anuses. They were not perfectly clean and it made Esther want to throw up. But she had to do it and tried to get it over with quickly.  But Hlatshwayo made her do it slowly. She had to kiss and then lick each boy’s asshole. At that moment, Joshua sauntered in.

“Ah, I see my boys got you doing what you’re good for...

Esther groaned as it was hugely embarrassing to be on her knees with her nose pressed up against Qinisela’s ass crack.  After this, the boys began telling him what they had been up to. It was one more indignity added to all the others she had been subjected to.  Finally, she was allowed to get up and get ready for dinner. She was to be the family servant, of course.  Dadirai and Mudiwa had prepared the evening meal. When Joshua brought Esther in she had been allowed to wipe her face. He had made sure she was wearing shoes and her skirt and nothing else. So she was bare-breasted.  Dadirai, miffed that she had not been available to cut vegetables or haul water, instructed her to set the table and then how to serve.

When everyone got to table, Esther brought out the food and served like a common wench. The meal was noisy and much of the conversation involved what the children had been allowed to do to their ‘new toy’.  Esther stood by with her hands at her sides - humiliated.  She had to fetch anything anybody wanted and they all seemed to take a turn making her fetch a napkin that had fallen to the floor or a scrap of food. It was very demeaning.  At some point, Esther realized she was hungry; and Joshua noticed her looking at the cornmeal and meat.

“Hungry, ‘dog-slut’,” he asked her?

She just looked at the food and then looked away, saying nothing. She was sickened that her name had been taken from her now. Joshua took a bowl and dished out a portion.

Then he turned to her and setting the bowl on the floor, said, “Get down and eat from the bowl, dog.”

Esther had to get down on all fours and eat from the bowl like a puppy. This made the children howl. They had never seen anyone, especially a white person, reduced to this.  Joshua told her that if she didn’t finish what was in the bowl it would be shoved up her ass. She finished her meal with tears in her eyes. ‘What else will they do to me,’ she wondered miserably? That night, after she washed and dried the plates, pots and pans, Joshua took Esther to his bed. After masturbating and being licked to orgasm by the dogs, she was actually ready for Mutumbami to fuck her. And he did - several times in her sore pussy.

It hurt at first, her pussy was tender from being spanked, but his penetration into the deepest recesses of her feminine center brought her to several thunderous orgasms.  He kept her tied with a rope around her neck and she slept at the foot of the bed. The next morning, after hauling water, Dadirai and Mudiwa claimed her. Mudiwa sprang into action. It was time for the next ‘game’. 

“‘Dog’, pull that bench over here.”

A low bench sat in a corner in Dadirai’s room. She picked it up and brought it over to sit in the center of the room.

“Lie down,” Dadirai said to Esther pointing at the bench.

She made her lie down and then she and Mudiwa tied her hand and foot.  Her wrists tied underneath the bench. The tension in the rope pushed her breasts up and out so the heavy globes of her breasts wobbled on her chest and then hung down to the sides.  She lifted her head to look pleadingly at Dadirai, as if to say, ‘please don’t do anything bad to me’. But, the younger woman had a definite plan.  Dadirai lifted her skirt and went over to straddle Esther’s face on the bench.

“You stick out your tongue and do a good job,” she warned her.

Esther realized that she was going to have to suck pussy again. She groaned inwardly at the thought as Dadirai squatted down facing her feet so that her pussy was right over her mouth and her anus rested on her nose. Having the woman’s anus right there was another indignity that struck home, like being made to eat from the bowl in front of the whole family. Lindiwe and her friends had snuck in and were giggling as they watched Dadirai face sit on Esther. Chipo and Munashe laughed and said they wouldn’t do that….Dadirai looked over and waved for them to come in.

“What you do is just ride her like this.  It feels really good. Watch and I’ll show you what I mean.”

With that, Dadirai wriggled her hips back and forth and then just sat down to smother Esther and this made the bound woman react. She groaned and cried out as she felt like she was suffocating. But as her mouth was covered, all that came out sounded comical. Then Dadirai rose up just a little and went back to rubbing herself on the older woman’s chin, mouth and nose to stimulate her pussy. This was an even more humiliating version of what Dadirai and Mudiwa had done to her yesterday.

When Dadirai got a good rhythm going, she began working her pussy on Esther’s face harder. This quieted Esther down for good, because she struggled at this point to breathe. As Dadirai rode her face, Mudiwa began playing with Esther’s pussy. She knew what she was doing. She was careful not to touch the clitoris yet.  She pressed on a spot at the 1 o’clock position and rubbed it in circles.

She soon got Esther wriggling her hips in response and very quickly she was close to cumming. Her movements got jerky as she writhed. Dadirai was getting close to cumming too. She did it until she came, grunting and groaning. She got off and the girls could see that Esther’s face was now totally wet, testifying to how much Auntie Dadirai had enjoyed her ‘ride’.  She told the girls how good it felt.

She said, “That felt really good. It’s the best!  Trust me on this. And look at this fat cow,” she said pointing to Esther tied to the bench, “that’s what she’s good for.”

Poor Esther – he looked like she had been ridden hard and put up wet. Well, with a little encouragement, Lindiwe took off her shorts and panties and straddled the Jewess’s face.  She was a beautiful girl and her brown sweet body was young and fresh. And as she got ready to mount her face, Esther got a peek at the pretty pussy she was now expected to service.  Mudiwa, at this point, worked a finger into her wet pussy.  Chipo and Munashe watched; giggling and acting silly at this point. It was exciting, but unfamiliar. But, with Auntie Dadirai showing them how; and now Lindiwe taking the dare, they were warming up to the idea.

Lindiwe liked to masturbate and as she sat of Esther’s face this quickly became a fun game.  She rested her hands on Esther and found a pattern that felt good to her and before she knew what hit her, her pussy had swollen and she got wet and as she kept at it, she came. As she approached her orgasm, she lost all self-consciousness and rode the woman’s face in a spasmodic rocking back and forth motion.  Meanwhile, Esther, naked with her body wet with sweat, her legs tied open with each of her ankles bound to the legs of the bench, spreading her obscenely so that her brown anus and her fat labia were visible. Her hairy mound was open and unprotected. And Mudiwa now began working her harder.

Mudiwa was wearing only her military green panties and a camouflage T-shirt, as she knelt on the floor between Esther’s splayed thighs. As Lindiwe got going, Mudiwa worked more fingers into Esther’s womanly depths. Licking her lips, intent and focused, Mudiwa closed her fist with her thumb underneath her index and middle finger. Working slowly, she worked her whole fist with a corkscrew motion, like a spear, into Esther's vagina, forcing the wet labia apart.  She was  smiling as they formed a wet lip-lock around her slim wrist.

She pumped her arm and pushed forward using the corkscrew motion to work her fist deeper and deeper.  Soon her whole hand .....her wrist and half her forearm were buried deep inside Esther’s body.  Then, as Lindiwe began jerking her hips faster and more spasmodically, Mudiwa moved her arm in and out, like it was some huge horse cock. Each time her pussy-juice wetted hand slid inside, Esther writhed against the ropes binding her responding to each thrust of Mudiwa’s fist – each sensation created by the slow, fist fucking. As she fisted her, Mudiwa also used her left hand to tease the white woman's protruding clitoris.

From underneath Lindiwe’s young loins there came a growing, babbling cry from the bound woman, a desperate mixture of shame and arousal at what Mudiwa was doing to her. The young woman worked her fist deep, forcing Esther to experience stabbing hot jolts of pleasure as she rubbed the knob of her cervix; swirling and pressing her knuckles hard into the G-spot and the epicenter, the most sensitive places deep inside Esther’s vagina. As Lindiwe approached her cum, Mudiwa suddenly began pumping her fist in-and-out faster.

“Yeah, yeah, CUM NOW, YOU FUCKING DOG,” she cursed at Esther. 

Her other hand worked the swollen bulb of her clitoris between her wet thighs and Esther’s cries immediately became more frantic and demented. The girls knew, from the sudden babbling noises, and the uncontrollable bucking of her hips, that the Jewess was cumming.  The girl giggled aloud at the Esther's antics as Mudiwa forced her to orgasm. They had come to see her as a comic figure – not really a person – more of a ‘doll’........ something to play with and torment. Esther came with lots of muffled shrieks, her full breasts bouncing all around as she experienced the full impact of the orgasm brought on by a fist in her cunt and her clitoris being stimulated. It was a ‘double’....

Lindiwe, by comparison, came quietly. She wriggled and shuddered with her eyes closed and when she was done, she sighed and then smiled at her friends. They had watched her having an orgasm in front of them and it looked like fun. They looked at each other and then an argument broke out between them as to who was to go next. Dadirai settled it by stepping in and letting Munashe go next.

She was a big girl, a little fat and she quickly pulled her shorts and panties off and threw them on the bed. Before long she was riding poor Esther’s face like it was a saddle and she was on a pony ride. In fact, with her bare pussy on Esther’s face, she perfected wriggling from side-to-side. And then she rubbed herself back and forth and then in circles hard until she had a nice satisfying cum. She kept hissing between her teeth and holding her breath and when she came, she cried out louder than Lindiwe; who noticed and decided that she would do something next time that would best her friend.

Then it was Chipo’s turn. She was a real beauty, smaller and delicate boned: a 14-year old, a doll of a princess.  As she got her leg over and straddled Esther’s face - she was more reserved than her friends and more nervous.  But it became easier for her when Dadirai brought the other two girls over to play with Esther’s protruding clitoris.  She taught them how to masturbate her as Chipo tentatively wriggled her hips and therefore rubbed her cute little butt on Esther’s face. She was sweet and conservative until she found just the spot and the rhythm. Then she rode her until she held herself still and came shuddering and sighing sweetly.

They left her tied so Mudiwa could ride her face.  The three girls, shy at first, now found it easier to play. After Mudiwa had her cum, each girl took another turn sitting on Esther’s face and rubbing their young, sweet cunts on her nose, mouth and chin until they came again. It was a confirmation ceremony for them…a coming out as women…almost like experiencing their first menstruation. They made Esther cum several times tied to the bench. After this, Dadirai and Mudiwa pissed in her mouth and got Lindiwe and Munashe to do it too. They made Esther open her mouth and get it right over the urethral opening; and then keep her mouth open as they took their turn using her as a toilet.  Esther was turned into a ‘piss-slut’ too.

Later in the day, Dadirai gave Esther to the boys again. They took her to the yard and tied her to a tree with her tits mashed up against the rough bark.  They went and got an empty beer bottle. They greased it up with coconut oil. Aunt Dadirai brought out a small bowl with mashed up hot peppers and showed Hlatshwayo how to mix the peppers into the grease. Then all the boys took turns working the anointed bottle up her asshole.

Esther screamed like a madwoman as the stretching pressure, dilating her anal sphincter, combined with the fiery heat of the pepper-laced grease drove her crazy. She called them names, like, “filthy devils”.  They punished her by cutting branches and stripping the bark to make switches and then whipping her back, buttocks and thighs until she was marked from shoulders to knees. They retied her in a kneeling position, still facing the tree, and tied her ankles to her thighs so that the soles of her feet were exposed. They beat her on her exposed soles with the switches until her feet swelled grotesquely. They had seen this on Arabic TV. ‘Falaka’ it was called. Her soles were marked to be sure, but the swelling was worse. When she was released later she couldn’t walk.

Then they cut her down and tied to the tree kneeling with her arms behind her back. They stood over her and took turns either jerking off on her face or having her suck their dicks. Some other boys from the neighborhood, attracted by the noise, showed up and Hlatshwayo encouraged them to use her too. Some ejaculated on her face.  Other’s made her suck their cocks.  Esther was almost crazy at this point. The ants on the tree had been tormenting her. The heat and the bondage was tormenting beyond anything she had ever known. Eventually, more than 20 boys ejaculated in her mouth or on her face almost drowning her. Being young, they were soon hard again and ready for another turn.

Following this, they were eager to try out new and more imaginative ways to torment her. They finally decided to tie her on her shoulders with her head bent and her hands pulled behind her and tied to a stake. Her legs were spread wide and her ankles were bound to stakes Qinisela drove into the ground. The position put her ass and pussy pointing up at the sky. The boy who thought this up caught flies, pulled the wings off them and deposited them on her exposed pussy to let them crawl all over her.

Esther, feeling their little feet on her womanhood as they struggled to get away, alternately cried like a baby and screamed like a lunatic. Joshua came out at one point and saw what they were doing to her. He smiled and watched for a time, enjoying her suffering. Then he went back into the house, leaving her to the boys.  Following this, Hlatshwayo wanted to show the neighborhood boys how Esther got her name - ‘dog-slut’. Esther cried and begged, but in the end she had to do it again with the dogs.

He and Qinisela got the hounds and tied her so that, on her back, with a pole behind her knees, they were up against her breasts. This exposed her pussy and asshole.  Then, they shoved a honey soaked rag in her vagina and let the dogs lick her until, humiliatingly - she came, writhing and shrieking in front of the boys. This was repeated of course with a fresh rag as the dogs invariably were able to grab the cloth and pull it from her hole.

Following this, they made her suck the dog’s dicks until their balls were drained. It took more than an hour. Being forced to do this in front of all the neighborhood boys, as Lindiwe and her friends watched from a window, was mortifying. Later the boys made her kneel and pissed on her.  This defilement broke her spirit totally that day. Joshua decided since she so amused his children he kept her there for another day.  This became a new routine; and he brought Esther out to the house once or twice a month to be the family’s slave.  Mutumbami never bothered David and Esther was glad for that. She was always worried for her son. He had suffered enough she felt.

Epilog

Esther became pregnant, of course, and gave birth to a healthy black baby boy. There was no question of her not bearing the child. She nursed the baby for 9 months and during that time Hlatshwayo and Qinisela found that her lactating breasts provided new opportunities for deviant games to play with her. They ‘milked’ her and called her a ‘cow’.

They even let the dogs nurse on her mammoth tits which had grown two full cup sizes as a result of her lactating. As the baby wailed in the house, and this provoked the ‘let-down’ response, her tits began spraying her milk. This excited the boys as never before, and they found new ways to degrade and torment her. As conditions in Zimbabwe deteriorated, and her life was taken from her more and more, Esther planned in secret and sold what she could so that she and David could immigrate to South Africa.  She couldn’t wait to escape… They eventually ended up in Canada.  David continued going to therapists until he graduated from college. Esther married a nice Jewish accountant in Toronto and told him that she had adopted the black son she brought to the marriage. She never told him of her experiences at the hands of her vengeful tormentors back in Zimbabwe. She knew he would never understand…

©2008 Shabbadew2002