Cuchilla Captivity

by captv8td

captv8td1@hotmail.com

Chapter 1

Jane looked down from the window in her room to the courtyard below.  She had come to view this as her room even though it was more like a prison cell.  It was comfortable enough.  Actually, it was almost opulent in its elegance.  She had a spacious private bath, a sitting room and a bedroom with a luxurious four-poster king size bed.  She even had a walk-in closet.

But it was more of a prison cell than a room.  The closet was devoid of clothes, as was her body.  She had been kept naked since her kidnapping.  And there was no way for her to leave her room.  The windows were all locked and barred.  The door to the hallway was also locked and each time she had been led in or out of the room, an armed guard had been sitting outside of her door.

She watched two men get into a Jeep down below and her eyes followed them as they drove away.  She recognized the one who was driving as her captor but she had never seen the other man before.  She sighed and then turned and walked to the full-length mirror.  The bruises and ugly welts that she had received days earlier had faded.  She was as good as new now.  But she knew that she would never be the same.

Thirty minutes later, the two men in the open Jeep pulled to a stop and got out.  They walked about twenty yards together and then stopped before a raised, smooth, rectangular stone.

“It’s truly remarkable, Ricardo,” said one of the men.  “You described it to me but I had no idea how elaborate or detailed it would be; or how huge.”

“Thank you, Sol,” smiled Ricardo.  “It’s my pride and joy.  There is nothing that can compare to it.  In fact, there never will be anything that can compare.  There is no other place on earth where such a place could legally exist.”

“That’s true,” nodded Sol.  “Cuchilla is the only country in the world that allows slavery and actually promotes the adult entertainment industry.”

Ricardo laughed.  “They have to promote it.  Pornography represents over half of the gross domestic product.  And it’s over ninety percent of the country’s exports.  They would be bankrupt without what I and a few others do.”

“You were lucky that the civil war broke out.  You came out quite ahead once Cuchilla became independent.”  Cuchilla was the most recently formed country in South America.  What had started as a civil war in Uruguay spilled over into neighboring provinces in Argentina and Brazil.  After a relatively short but extremely bloody war, Cuchilla emerged from what was previously Uruguay and several of the provinces from the two nearby countries.  Once the new country was established, things settled down quickly and now the country could even be described as peaceful.

While the new government was taking shape, there were heated debates regarding the nature of the society that would exist in Cuchilla.  One faction pushed for retaining the conservative Catholic nature that was common to most South American countries.  The other side wanted to loosen the moral stranglehold that the church imposed in this region.  It was argued that the religious oversight was unnecessary and that it was actually stifling the economies in the area.

This second group created an overwhelming economic argument for its case.  Adult entertainment was a one hundred fifty billion dollar industry that had no home.  It was persecuted and sued and criminalized in every country on the planet.  As a result, the industry was fragmented and companies came and went rapidly.  They were hunted down by their governments and extinguished soon after they were created.  If Cuchilla would be tolerant and create a home for the pornography industry, they could capture the lion’s share of the industry’s profit.  It would bring wealth to and create jobs in the fledgling country.

Slavery was also addressed by this group.  It was described as both an economic opportunity and an economic necessity.  It was an opportunity because it would create a place for slavers to operate and conduct their business without fear of the authorities.  This would bring trade and spending to the new country.

It was an economic necessity because, once the fighting died down, most of the men in the country had been killed.  Females outnumbered males by a margin of four to one.  It was imperative that the surviving females who had lost a mate or a mating opportunity have someone to look out for them.  Yet the new government was in no financial position to provide such assistance.  The solution was clear.  Unattached females could be captured and kept as slaves.  The only requirement was that they had to be fed and cared for.

The second group won and the new government adopted all of its economic proposals.  Slavery was now legal and Cuchilla was quickly becoming the location of choice for pornography.

“Luck had nothing to do with it,” smiled Ricardo.  “A civil war is difficult to start, but it can be done.”

Sol raised his eyebrows at the comment.  “Are you saying that you had the civil war started so you could build your sex empire?”

The man quickly turned to face Sol.  Anger flashed in his eyes but then dissipated as he smiled at the American who was his guest.  “Sol, I’m surprised at you.  Starting a civil war is illegal.  I merely said that it could be done.”

Sol nodded silently, not wanting to provoke his host any further.  He had known that Ricardo was a dangerous man but, until now, he had not known how dangerous.  He would keep the discussion in the future focused on business.  He turned back to the rectangular stone.

“Tell me about this part of the set, Ricardo.”

“We are in the jungle section now, Sol,” replied Ricardo.  “This area is used for shooting movies of damsels being caught by natives.  And you are standing in front of the sacrificial altar.  It’s a useful prop for some of the snuff films that are shot here.”

Sol shuddered as he looked down at the polished surface of the stone and wondered how many lives had ended here.  “Yes, I was aware that you also produced snuff movies.  But are those films profitable?”

“Yes,” said Ricardo.  “The market for them is smaller but collectors will pay handsomely for good and authentic stuff.  The only downside is that it severely limits an actor’s career.  I generally use a boy or girl who I have captured or bought in those.  I try not to cast legitimate actors in those roles.”

Sol nodded but felt himself shudder again at the casual way that Ricardo talked about killing people.  “Yes, it would definitely put an end to an actress’ career.”

This is also a good location for Amazon movies,” Ricardo added.  “Most people picture the female warriors living in the jungle.”

Ricardo had already shown Sol two of the five sets that had been created.  Each had unique terrain and plant life.  They were currently on the jungle set and the foliage was thick and lush.  The air was heavy and damp, just like one would expect in the jungle.

This was quite different from the two sets that they had just visited.  They had started in the desert which was dry and hot and arid.  The terrain there was flat and the only things that varied were the sand dunes.  Ricardo explained that the desert set was used to film movies about Arabian slave girls.  There was even an oasis, complete with camels and palm trees and a slave market.

After the desert, they had gone to the mountain set.  The air was arid here too but it was cold.  Snow covered the tops of several of the peaks and Ricardo said that this area was favored for films featuring beasts capturing slaves and for military themed movies.  Now they were on the jungle set.

Skull Productions, the company that Ricardo owned and ran, had completed this project a year earlier.  Three square miles were enclosed by electrified fences.  This kept unwanted guests from visiting.  It also served to keep slaves who were featured in most of the films from escaping.

In all, there were five sets, each with its own unique features.  In addition to the three that the pair had already visited, there were the forest and farm sets.

“This must have cost you a fortune,” observed Sol as the two rode in the Jeep to visit the forest set.

“It was expensive,” acknowledged Ricardo.  “We spent over twenty million dollars on it.  And that doesn’t include the land which we already owned.  Over half of that went into electronics.  We have remote controlled cameras throughout and most of the property has a microphone within range.  These are especially useful for chase scenes.

“There’s something here that I want you to see,” Ricardo explained as he turned the car back toward the mountain set and into the woods.  They followed a wide path for several hundred yards until the woods opened into a large clearing.  A huge stone structure stood before them.

“A castle,” said Sol with amazement in his voice.

“Yes,” smiled Ricardo proudly.  “A castle.  This is one of the favorite filming sites on the lot.  Come inside and I’ll show you around.”  They got out and Sol followed his host over the drawbridge and through the gate.

“It’s not finished yet,” warned Ricardo.  “But we’ve completed enough to allow film crews to use it.”  They were standing in a great banquet hall.  A long sturdy wooden table ran most of the length of the room.  Colorful banners decorated with various coats of arms were draped along the walls.

“It looks like it comes straight from medieval England,” said Sol, again with amazement in his voice.

“I’m glad you like it,” smiled Ricardo.  “Follow me.  There’s more.  Ricardo led his guest through a door and down a dark flight of stairs.  A heavy wooden door creaked on its hinges as Ricardo opened it.  Inside, Sol sucked in his breath.

“A dungeon!  Ricardo, you have outdone yourself!  You have thought of everything.  It’s magnificent.”

Ricardo laughed.  “Well, some of the girls don’t think it’s so magnificent.  One of the girls I’m going to show you later visited here yesterday.  She didn’t like it at all.”

Sol looked around the large room.  Prison cells with heavy rusting bars were along one side of the room.  A stretching rack was near one of the walls and he could just imagine a naked, lithe form lying on top of it as the ropes were tightened.  An iron maiden stood along one of the walls and he gasped as he opened it.  The inside surfaces contained long sharp spikes.  “This one looks like it’s only useful for the final act.”

Ricardo nodded in agreement.  “Yes, this one puts an end to an acting career.  I have never used it in any of my films but some of the other companies that rent the lot find it useful.”

Crosses of various shapes and sizes were scattered about the room.  A rectangular frame that could be rotated in various directions was at one end and again, Sol could imagine a beautiful girl stretched and bound in it.

“Very impressive, Ricardo,” said Sol.  “I’m seeing a lot of possibilities here.  I’ll definitely be bringing my crew down here for future shoots.”

“There’s one more set to show you,” said Ricardo.  “Then we’ll go back to the estate and I’ll show you the girls that I currently have in inventory.”  The two men then climbed back up the stairs and out into the open air.  They got back in the vehicle and rode to the last stop on the tour.

While not nearly as majestic, it was just as impressive.  It was a farm, complete with livestock and crops.  A red barn was the largest structure and a smaller farmhouse stood nearby.

“How do you use this set?” asked Sol with confusion apparent in his expression.

“Believe it or not,” replied Ricardo, “this is one of the most popular shooting locations.  This has been the home of countless pony girl movies.  Recently, a film was shot about a pig girl.  This is also a good place to mate the girls with animals.  Have you ever seen a horse fuck a girl?”

Sol shook his head and then Ricardo continued.  “It’s quite amazing, really.  If you’re still around later in the week, I’ll bring you back here.  One of the girls is going to play the part of a human cow.  It should be fun to watch.”

“But enough of sightseeing,” announced Ricardo.  “Let’s go back to the estate.  I want to show you the girls I have in stock.  Then I’m sure that you have a lot to think about.”

“By the way,” said Ricardo as he steered the Jeep back toward the estate.  “You are welcome to borrow one of the girls for the night if you want some entertainment.”

Sol laughed.  “You truly do think of everything, Ricardo.  I think I’ll take you up on your offer.  A girl is just what I need.”

Chapter 2

Jane was sitting at the vanity table, simply staring into the mirror at her image.  She had no idea why she was in this mess or how long she would be kept here.  It was a nightmare and she only wished it would end soon.  She desperately wanted to get back to her family.

Three weeks ago, her life had been normal and safe.  Three weeks ago, she was happy and content.  Three weeks ago, she was a wife and mother and all that she wanted in this world now was to be able to return to her life from three weeks before.

She looked into the mirror and was surprised at what she saw.  She still looked remarkably good despite the horror and torment of the past three weeks.  She had not been able to sleep well since she was kidnapped and would have expected to see dark bags under her eyes.  Her body had been used and abused during her captivity and she expected to see her face showing signs of the stress.  But none of that was evident.  She looked as fresh as ever.

The twenty eight year old mother of two was unbelievably beautiful.  Despite having given birth to her second daughter only three months earlier, she had her original form back.  And it was an exceptional form.

At six feet tall, she had long shapely legs that led to elegantly formed hips that were neither overstated nor understated.  She was afraid that her waist would suffer after the second childbirth but it had quickly regained its shape and tone.  The body could only be described as svelte and sexy.

The only aspect that had not regained its original form was her breasts.  Now she wore a 36C cup bra compared to her normal 36B from before the pregnancy.  At least she used to wear a 36C bra.  She had been kept mostly naked since her capture and even when she was allowed to wear clothes for the awful pornographic movies that they filmed her in, she was never allowed to wear bras.

With 36B cup breasts, her overall form could be described as sleek; Long and tall with elegant curves and swells.  Her larger breasts seemed to detract from that sleekness a bit but she did not mind.  She actually thought that the fuller breasts were more in proportion to the rest of her body.

People described her face as divine.  There was an innocent girl-next-door look about her but also a sophistication that almost everyone found appealing.  Long silky light blonde hair framed her face and flowed over her shoulders and down her back.  Now, her hair was the only thing that provided her any modesty at all but the film crews usually tucked all of it over her shoulders to leave her prominent breasts exposed to view.

Her little thatch of pubic hair was darker than that on her head but she was a natural blonde.  It just grew darker down there.  At least it used to.  As soon as her captors brought her to this place, they had the little patch of hair removed.  Now, she had a bald mound which just enhanced the sleek look.

It had been a normal day when she was captured.  She had taken the girls shopping for food in the morning.  After returning home, she fixed her older daughter lunch and then they went to the park for an hour or so.  They returned home for nap time and she had just finished nursing Annie and gone back downstairs to clean up when the doorbell rang.

Two men were standing on the front porch with a box on a dolly.  “Delivery,” one of the men said when she opened the door.

“But I’m not expecting any deliveries,” she informed them.

“Hmmm,” said the man as he looked down at his clipboard.  “Is this the Harbridge residence?”

“Yes,” Jane nodded.  “It is.”

The man smiled.  “Then we have a package for you.”

She stepped aside and let the men wheel the dolly into the house.  “I wonder what’s in the box.”

“You,” replied the man who had not yet spoken.  He reached out and placed a hand on her shoulder.  She felt a stab to her shoulder and immediately started to feel faint.  The two men caught her arms as she started to collapse and the last words she heard were “You are in the box.”

She woke up some time later and found herself bound and balled up inside of a box.  It felt like she was also naked although she was warm enough.  She heard the humming of an engine and wondered where she was.  Then she blacked out again.

The next time she woke up, she was lying face up on top of a table.  Her arms were over her head and bound to one end of the table.  Her legs were spread to the corners of the other end and similarly bound.  A naked girl was kneeling on the table between her spread legs and was just finishing shaving the hair off of her mound.

“Get off of me!!!” she screeched.  That’s when her nightmare began in earnest.  Since that time, she had been hunted and beaten and tortured in unspeakable ways.  She had been sexually used and abused by both men and women.  And all the time that she was being tormented, she was being filmed.

She hoped that the movies were just being made for the sick, twisted private viewing of her sick, twisted captors.  But she suspected that they had more commercial interests in mind.  She assumed that the movies were to be distributed and sold for profit.  And she only hoped that her husband and her parents and her friends never saw them or even heard of them.

“We have two girls in inventory currently,” said Ricardo as he led Sol upstairs in the massive estate.  “There are more down at the club and I’ll show you that tomorrow.  But I have two in my private collection.”

“You are a man of modest needs if you only keep two in stock,” observed Sol.  “I would have expected you of a much larger harem.”

“I’m not sure how modest my needs are,” replied Ricardo.  “But I generally keep my inventory low.  I do refresh the stock frequently, though.  Generally, I sell one to the club after a while and replace her with a fresh catch.”

“How many enterprises do you control, if I may ask?” queried Sol.  “You seem to be quite diversified.”

Ricardo nodded.  “I am.  I started with Skull Productions and that is still quite profitable.  As you know, we specialize in BDSM films that run from very light to quite sadistic.  We even occasionally produce snuff but we have largely gotten away from that in recent years.”

“Then there is the studio company,” he continued.  “You have seen the outside lots today where a wide variety of movies can be filmed.  There are also internal sets for other scenes.  We rent the sets to other production companies and that has been our fastest growing business.  Cuchilla is quickly becoming the location of choice for the industry and we have the most advanced and the most diverse studio in all of Cuchilla.”

“I mentioned the club.  That is our third business and it evolved as a way to generate more income out of the girls we own.  It’s not a growing business but the income is steady and the operation is quite lucrative.  Men and women can rent one of the girls for a fixed period of time and can use them for just about anything their heart desires.”

“Slave trading is our newest enterprise,” he went on.  “We’re just getting started in that and so far most of our merchandise has been Cuchillan girls and a few young men also from Cuchilla.  Eventually, we want to diversify our product offering but we are expanding slowly.  We want to establish a reputation for quality and there’s no sense in expanding too fast and letting the quality slip.”

“That’s quite a set of businesses,” remarked Sol.  “Only in Cuchilla.”

Ricardo smiled.  “Yes, only in Cuchilla could these businesses exist.  Come, I’ll show you the first girl.”

He led Sol to a wall along the hallway and pressed a button.  A panel slid open and a room appeared behind the glass.  “Don’t worry.  It’s a one way mirror.  She won’t be able to see you.  Or hear you either for that matter.  The room is sound proofed.”

Sol looked into the room and saw a tall raven-haired girl standing at the mirror, inspecting her back.  Her back was criss-crossed with angry looking welts from a recently applied whipping.  Her breasts, which were quite generous and full, were mottled in shades of red and purple and blue from whatever abuse they had received.  But despite the damage to her body, it was obvious that she was extremely beautiful.

“Her name is Bethany,” explained Ricardo.  “I acquired her a few months ago and she has proven to be quite profitable.  She’ll need a week now, however, to heal.  Then we’ll use her to make more money.  She was the one who visited the castle dungeon set yesterday.  I can’t wait to see how that film turned out.”

“Yes, she looks like an exquisite creature,” observed Sol.  “And the marks on her body only enhance her beauty in my mind.  How did you acquire her?”

“She was a targeted collection although she’s a bit of a bitch.  She’s got an attitude that won’t quit.  But we’ll gradually ease her out of it,” Ricardo responded.  “She’s nineteen and the daughter of a Texas billionaire.  Her picture was in all of the magazines until a few months ago.  As soon as I saw her, I knew I had to have her.  So I sent a team to collect her and she’s belonged to me ever since.

Sol nodded as he listened and watched the girl lifting her breasts to inspect the damage and wincing from the pain of touching her brutalized orbs.  Now he knew why he recognized the girl’s beautiful face.  He had seen her in some of those magazines and he remembered all of the commotion and scandal when she disappeared.  If he was not mistaken, the authorities still had no clue about what had happened to her.

“Isn’t it dangerous to collect someone like that?” he asked.

“Not really,” replied Ricardo.  “Sometimes it takes some time to find the right moment to make the grab.  But if you’re patient, there’s always an opening.”

“I might have to try that if I decide to start shooting my films here.  Do you have a place where I can keep my girls?”

“Of course,” smiled Ricardo.  “I’ll show you the kennels tomorrow.  And if you allow them to be used at the club, we waive the boarding fee.”

“Very reasonable,” nodded Sol.

“Come this way,” Ricardo said as he pushed the button again, causing the panel to start to slide back down.  “I’ll show you my most recent acquisition.”

“Wait,” said Sol.  “Before we do, are her breasts real or have you had them enhanced?”

“They’re all natural,” replied Ricardo.

“Remarkable!” he commented as the panel slid down, finally hiding the bruised beauty from his view.  “They’re so full.”

They continued down the hall and Ricardo pushed another button.  An identical panel slid upward, revealing another elegantly appointed room.

“This is Jane,” Ricardo said.  “She has been with us for only three weeks.  But she’s turning out to be a natural at this.  She’s unbelievable in the scenes she has played in.  She’s going to be a star.  And she’s going to make me a fortune.”

‘Another beauty,” said Sol as he gazed into the room.  Jane was sitting at the vanity and just staring at her reflection in the mirror.  Despite her sitting position, Sol could tell that the girl had a fabulous body and he marveled at the pure innocence in her face.

“Another set of abundant breasts,” observed Sol.  “You and I seem to have very similar tastes in the female form.”

“Yes, her breasts are quite generous,” agreed Ricardo.  “But part of that is probably because she’s lactating.  She just had a baby three months ago.”

“Lactating, huh?”  Sol’s ears perked up at that comment.  There was nothing in the world that he liked better than fresh mother’s milk.  “It’s amazing that she’s so trim after just delivering a baby.  She’s truly exquisite.  And unmarked too.  You must be pampering her.”

Ricardo laughed.  “None of my girls would ever consider herself to be pampered.  Jane has just had more time to heal.  She was pretty well bruised up a week ago.”

“I notice that neither of your girls has your famous brand,” commented Sol.  “Why is that?”

Sol was referring to the trademark of Skull Productions.  Almost all of the starlets who were featured in the company’s movies sported a brand on their right ass cheeks in the shape of a skull and cross bones.

“I don’t brand them until I sell them to the club.  All of the girls you see there tomorrow will have the mark.  I think Bethany will receive hers soon too.  Jane, I’m not so sure about.  We’ll have to play that one by ear.”

Sol nodded as he listened.  Then he commented again.  “Well, I like the tits on this one too.  They look like wonderful playthings.”

“I have another girl arriving early next week,” said Ricardo.  “If you like these breasts, you’ll love the new ones.”

“Where are you grabbing her?” asked Sol.

“She’s an American,” Ricardo answered.  “But there’s no grab involved this time.  She’s a volunteer.”

“Really?” said a surprised Sol.  “I never would have guessed that people would volunteer for this sort of thing.”

Ricardo laughed.  “She isn’t aware that this is what she is volunteering for.  But she’s coming here by her own choice.  If things work out as planned, it will be the last choice she ever has to worry about.”

“Tell me more,” urged Sol.

“Her name is Angela,” explained Ricardo.  “I met her recently at a slave auction where she was buying a new girl.”

“Ah,” nodded Sol.  “Enslaving a mistress.  Isn’t that risky?”

“Most things about this business are risky,” replied Ricardo.  “But you know what they say:  No risk; no reward.”

“She’s absolutely beautiful; stunning really,” Ricardo continued.  “She’s thirty seven so she’s older than anyone I’ve ever owned.  But I think you’ll agree that she’ll be a great addition to my collection.  I’m looking forward to playing her.”

“Do you mean playing with her?”

Ricardo laughed again.  “That too.  Playing with her will be heavenly.  She is a natural sexual beast.  But playing her will be exciting too.  She thinks she’s coming here for a mock girl hunt.  Little does she knows that she’ll be the prey and that it’s for keeps.”

“It sounds like an interesting game,” smiled Sol.  “I think I’ll enjoy setting up shop here.  Your country offers much more exciting opportunities than my own.”

Ricardo nodded.  “Cuchilla is our future.  It is very lucrative for us here.  And life is much more pleasurable.  Have you decided if you want one of the girls for tonight?”

“Oh, I definitely want one of the girls for tonight,” replied Sol.  “You are very kind with your offer.  It’s difficult to choose though.  They’re both so exquisite.  But I think that I’ll take the new mother.”

“I’ll have Jane delivered to your room later then,” said Ricardo.  “But no marks on her.  She is performing tomorrow.  Which reminds me.”  Ricardo reached out and pushed another button on the wall.

“Yes Master?” a female voice spoke through the speaker.

“Maria, have the pygmies suit up tomorrow morning.”

“Yes, Master.”

Sol raised his eyebrows.  “It seems that you have more slaves than just these two.”

“Oh, I have dozens, Sol.  I have kitchen slaves and house slaves and garden slaves.  Maria is my office slave.  But I only have two pleasure slaves at the moment.”

Chapter 3

Jane shook her head in disgust the next morning.  She thought back on her previous evening with the revolting visitor.  The man was balding and overweight and uncouth.  And she had been delivered to him by one of the maids almost as if she was a mint to be left on the pillow.

Sol had been in the room when she arrived and he had the maid bind her to the frame that was in the middle of the room.  Once the maid was finished, Jane was stretched tightly with her limbs pulled toward the four corners of the frame.

“Welcome, sweet Jane,” the gross man had said once the maid departed.  He stood in front of her and pawed at her breasts.  “I understand that you’re a little moo cow.”

She wanted to spit at him but had already learned that she would be cruelly punished for resisting or fighting back.  Instead, she endured the humiliation of his pudgy fingers sinking into her tender orbs.

“And we all know that little moo cows need to be milked,” he continued.  “You’re a lucky girl.  I happen to be very experienced at milking.”

His fingers started manipulating the breasts.  He stroked and tugged and stroked some more, letting his fingers grip the soft flesh near the base and then draw outward toward the nipple.  She watched the fingers sink into her delicate globes and then stretch them outward over and over again.

“Maybe we need a little suction to get the flow started,” he said.  She felt her stomach lurch as he lowered his greasy lips to her nipple and stifled a groan as he sucked the stiff little nubbin into his mouth.  She wanted to scream out a protest but she knew she would be punished for that as well.  She wanted to flee but she was bound securely into the frame.  All that she could do was watch the tip of her breast disappearing into his mouth and feel his tongue and lips trying to coax the milk out of her.

“There we go,” he declared triumphantly as he pulled his head back.  His fingers went back to work and he was able to continue the flow, sending a fine spray into the air.  “Now let’s get the other one going.”  His lips enclosed her other nipple and he started sucking greedily on it, causing her stomach to lurch again.

He paused and let the nipple slip from his lips.  He straightened up and looked into her eyes.  “I’ll bet this makes you all gooey inside, doesn’t it, little moo cow?”

She shook her head to disagree with him but he ignored her response.  He lowered a hand between her spread thighs and brusquely rammed a finger into her sex, causing her to gasp.  A smile slowly crept across his face as he continued to look into her eyes.  He slowly pumped the finger in and out of her pussy, causing her to blush.  She was wet, she realized.  How could her body react like that to something so disgusting?

“You’re not a moo cow at all,” he taunted her as his stubby finger pumped in and out of her.  “You’re my little moo slut.  But don’t worry.  I know how to take good care of moo sluts.”  Her cheeks were burning crimson from shame at this point as he saw him lean forward and engulf her nipple again.  He resumed sucking on it as his fingers manipulated the other one and continued the spray of milk that should have been reserved for her young daughter who needed her mother.

“There we go,” he finally declared as he pulled his head back again.  He moved his hand from the other breast and squeezed and stroked the mound, sending milk spraying into the air.

The other hand was removed from her sex and she heard a zipper being lowered.  Then both hands were gripping her breasts and coaxing her milk from her.  His shirt was soaking by this point but he was undeterred.  He used her breasts as handles as he continued to squeeze them and rotated the frame backward until she was horizontal.  Now, the fountains of milk were shooting into the air and falling back upon her nudity.

He moved forward and started poking between her legs with his cock.  Without the use of his hands, he poked around a few times before he found the right spot.  Then he sank his cock fully into her.  He was not very well endowed, much to her relief.  Or maybe he was but his fat belly would not allow the cock to penetrate very deeply.  Whatever the reason, she was thankful.  He sawed in and out of her for about five minutes, continuing the rain of milk with his manipulative fingers.

Finally, he pulled out of her.  She had not even noticed him climaxing in her if he had done that.  But then he rotated her back a little more.  “Moo cows need a tail.  I think I know just the right thing for your tail.”

Again, she felt the cock probing but this time it was between her bottom cheeks.  She groaned.  Until three weeks ago, nothing had ever been in her bottom.  Since arriving in this hellhole, though, it seemed that everyone wanted to stuff her back there.  She grunted as the cock plunged into her ass and violated her.

He was now aiming the spray so that it landed on her face.  It quickly soaked her hair and she felt the slimy little rod pistoning in and out of her ass.  But he did not last long in her tight nether tunnel.  He quickly grunted and then withdrew.  The maid returned to collect her shortly after that and she was allowed to bathe and sleep in her own bed in her own cell in her own private hell.

It was morning now and she was on the set for whatever indignities she would be subjected to next.  She shuddered when she was delivered to the jungle set.  She had been here before where the Amazons had abused her cruelly.  Would she be abused by the tall, beautiful females again?

Maybe not, she concluded.  The last time she was here, she was dressed more like a native girl.  She wore a loin cloth and a bra made of animal skins.  She also had a dagger strapped to a thigh to enhance the primitive appearance.

This time, she was much more fully clothed.  In fact, she looked like she was going on a safari this time.  She was wearing a long-sleeved khaki shirt, although it was unbuttoned to her navel and she was not wearing a bra.  Still, she was covered.

She also wore long khaki pants and a pair of boots.  Over the shirt, she had on what could only be described as a photographer’s vest.  It was also khaki in color and had tons of little pockets sewn into it, all of which seemed to be filled with things; probably lenses and rolls of film.  A pistol was on her belt and the outfit was capped off with a pith helmet.  This was more clothing than she had worn since her arrival to this godforsaken place.

Normally, she would be worried about staining the front of her shirt if she didn’t have a bra on.  She could never predict what would cause her milk to let down.  But she didn’t think that she had to worry about it this morning.

       

Each morning, she was awakened by one of the house slaves named Juanita.  This morning was no different.  As always, Juanita bathed and shampooed her and spent a long time drying her hair and brushing it out to bring out its natural luster.  The last item of preparation was always dressing the blonde slave and somehow the day’s outfit was always hanging in the previously empty closet.

The second to last item of preparation each day was milking the new slave.  Despite the humiliation of being milked, Jane was glad that it had happened this morning.  Without that embarrassing ordeal, she was sure to be leaking through the thin khaki shirt at some point and Jane would have been mortified by that.

The milking process was actually less humiliating now than it had been at first.  Maybe it was just that Jane was getting used to it.  Or maybe it was because she had grown fond of the seventeen year old Juanita who cared for her each morning.  Or maybe it was because of the way that the method had changed over time.

Initially, Juanita would have the blonde slave kneel on all fours on a table.  A bowl was placed beneath her chest and Juanita’s slender fingers would go to work, coaxing and squeezing the dangling orbs to coax the mother’s milk from her.  She felt more like a cow during this process than a girl.

Near the end of the second week, Juanita lifted the filled bowl to her lips and tasted the precious fluid that she had urged from the captive blonde.  She declared it to be very, very good.  The next day, she asked to drink it directly from Jane.  Ever since that day, Juanita would lay on the couch with her head in Jane’s lap atop a pillow.  And her soft lips and tongue would nurse from the older slave.  For some reason, Jane found this method to be more comforting and natural.  She would watch the girl’s cheeks indenting as Juanita suckled and would stroke the younger slave’s forehead and hair.  It was like nursing little Annie again and she was much more fulfilled.

On the jungle set, Jane was handed a script which she was currently reading.  The first time that she was filmed during her captivity, she refused to cooperate.  Her disobedience was quickly corrected when electrodes were pushed into her pussy and ass and electric current was coursed through her body.  It was the worst pain that she had ever endured and she quickly cooperated and memorized the scripts for each movie after that.

There were never many lines.  These movies were apparently not viewed for their dialogue or storyline.  But there was a shred of a storyline nevertheless and she played along as best she could.  She even delivered the lines to the best of her ability despite having no background in acting.  She had no desire to find out how she would be punished if she demonstrated poor acting skills.

She saw from the script that there would be two actors and she looked around to see who the other one was.  Nobody else appeared to be around so she went back to the script.  Apparently, the two of them were going to be on an African safari.

The other girl finally arrived, dressed similarly to Jane.  “Hi, I’m Elizabeth,” the woman said with what sounded like an Australian accent.  “I guess we’re starring together today.”  The two of them chatted for a bit until it was time for the filming to start.

Elizabeth was beautiful.  She had soft auburn hair peeking out from under her hat and had a very pretty, fresh looking face.  Her body was beautiful also with a slender waist and a bountiful chest.  In fact, the girl’s breasts strained against the material of her shirt, exposing quite a bit of cleavage along with the full inner swells of the full mounds.  She was a couple of inches shorter than Jane and appeared to be in her early twenties.

The movie opened with the two of them walking down a jungle path.  “Do you think we’re near the lost city yet?” asked Jane.

“Probably,” replied Elizabeth.  “The map said it should be near here.  But I don’t know how we’ll ever find it in this thick jungle.”

“I hope we find gold and other treasures there,” said Jane.  She delivered the lines well but she was thinking about how hokey and contrived the dialogue was.

“I just hope we don’t find any natives,” Elizabeth responded.

“Or snakes,” added Jane.

The filming stopped there and the two girls were taken by Jeep to the next location for the next shoot.  Once again, they delivered their lines as they walked along a trail.  Eventually, the path opened up to a clearing where they could see ruins standing.  The pyramid was covered with jungle growth and looked very authentic.

They each had two more lines to deliver and then the script ended.  From previous experience, however, Jane knew that this did not indicate the end of the filming.  In fact, in many ways, it was just the beginning.  This was where whatever horrible things would happen to them would start.  They did not need a script at that point.  Their natural and authentic terror and reactions would be captured on film.

Ten dark-skinned people wearing grass skirts and carrying spears and other weapons appeared in front of them and started advancing toward the girls.  They were very short and Jane realized that they were pygmies.

“Run, Jane,” shouted Elizabeth.

They both turned and ran back in the direction they had just come.  But ten more were blocking their way.  “Use your gun, Jane,” Elizabeth shouted.

Immediately, Jane pulled the pistol out of her belt.  But she had no idea how these things worked.  She pointed and pulled the trigger but nothing happened.  The pygmies were running at her so she started running in the only direction that was open to her.  She heard Elizabeth’s gun firing and kept fiddling with her own as she ran.

Finally, it fired so she stopped and turned, pointing the pistol and pulling the trigger.  “BANG! BANG!  BANG!  A couple of pygmies went down but the rest just kept running after her.  She started running again after a spear whizzed past her hip.

More pygmies appeared in front of her and one got close enough to grab her.  She shot the pistol at him and he dropped to the ground but not before he grabbed the vest.  One shoulder of the vest was ripped open and now it dangled uselessly from the other shoulder.

Elizabeth kept firing her weapon as Jane continued to evade the tiny pursuers.  An arrow whistled past her and Jane turned again.  Pygmies showed up to her left and she turned again.  It was almost as if she was being herded.  She ran as fast as she could and pygmies kept popping up beside her.  She would dodge in a new direction.

The vest was finally torn away from her but she turned and ran again.  She noticed that Elizabeth’s gun was silent now and she glanced over her shoulder to see what happened to her fellow adventurer.  All that she saw, however, was pygmies with bows drawn and spears ready, chasing after her.

She gasped as she jumped over something in the field, recognizing it as Elizabeth.  A dart with red feathers attached was sticking out of the side of her neck.  Oh god, she thought.  They’re trying to kill us!

Another pygmy appeared and grabbed her shirt.  It was torn down the back, allowing it to slide off her shoulders and down her pumping arms.  Now, her chest was exposed and her breasts were freely visible, bouncing wildly.

She was herded to the pyramid and ran along its base.  She turned the corner and stopped dead in her tracks.  A semicircle of pygmies, brandishing their spears, was standing there and waiting for her.  The ones who were chasing her closed in behind her, closing the circle.  She was surrounded!  She was trapped!  She shrieked and then dropped to her knees, sobbing.

If she had paused to think about her situation, she probably would have been less panicky.  This was similar to each of the movie shoots she had been in.  There was a short script and then sheer terror set in.  It was all so predictable.  But she didn’t pause to think.  She looked around and saw all of the pygmies surrounding her, looking at her threateningly.

They were a fierce looking bunch.  Each was armed with multiple weapons and they all wore the same sort of ritualistic war paint on their faces and upper bodies.  And they were all mostly naked.  Some of them were completely naked.

None of them wore anything on their feet.  About half of them wore grass skirts but the crotches of the rest of them were exposed to her view or were covered with only a very narrow loincloth.  She saw several of the cocks starting to thicken and elongate as the savages stared at her.

Several of them were women, she finally realized.  She hadn’t noticed that at first because they were all running and because of the war paint.  The women had smallish breasts but they were obviously female.  And they looked every bit as ferocious and dangerous as their male counterparts.

The circle closed in a little bit and she stood up and cringed.  She glanced around for a way to escape but she could tell that would never happen.  They were all around her.  She pulled the sleeves of her tattered shirt up her arms and onto her shoulders.  At least she would be able to provide herself with a little modesty.

“Ogumwawa!!!” shouted one of the males as she did that.  She almost jumped out of her skin at the sound and glanced around nervously, trying to figure out who said that and what she should do.

“Ogumwawa!!!” the words came again.  One of the males stepped forward, brandishing a spear.  She had not noticed him before and she realized that he was actually brandishing two spears.

His face was covered by a wooden mask that was intricately carved and painted.  Was this the chief?  Was he some kind of medicine man?  Who was he?

He held his long spear forward, pointing it threateningly at her.  But he had another spear also.  Sprouting from his crotch was the most enormous cock she had ever seen.  And it was fully erect and pointing at her just as threateningly as the wooden spear.  How could someone so tiny have such a huge cock?

The circle continued to close on her until she felt the tips of the spears against her flesh, threatening to puncture her body.  She kept herself very still and tried to control her breathing to make sure she was not stabbed by accident.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw movement.  She glanced to the side quickly and gasped at what she saw.  Elizabeth had been stripped naked.  Her wrists and ankles were bound to a long pole and her inert body hung from it as two pygmies carried her past the tight circle that had captured Jane.  Was she even alive at this point?

Other bodies were attached to other poles in a similar manner and were being carried past the little circle.  Were these the pygmies that she and Elizabeth had shot?

Wooden Mask said something else that was totally unintelligible to Jane.  But the others seemed to understand.  The spears went to work and within moments Jane stood naked but for her boots in the middle of the little circle.  Their blades had efficiently sliced away all of her clothing.

“Stop that!!!” she cried.  She raised her hands to cover her breasts and sex to try to protect them from the lecherous stares and the sharp spear points.  But hands reached out and grasped her wrists, pulling them down.  She kept being pulled downward until she was kneeling again.

A kind of yoke was fitted around her neck and her arms were strapped to the two poles that stuck out to the sides of the yoke.  Now her arms were bound and there would be no protecting her modesty.  Wooden Mask moved forward and grasped his cock, waving it back and forth to slap her cheeks with it repeatedly.

“Stop that!!!” she protested again.  A wooden ball was pushed into her mouth and leather straps were fastened behind her head to keep it in place.  “Mmmfffff!!!”

Wooden Mask slapped her face with his cock again and again, causing her to blush furiously.  Then she was pulled to her feet and marched off in the direction she had seen them taking Elizabeth.

Elizabeth was groggy when the pygmies pushed Jane into their camp.  But at least she was still alive!  She was bound between four upright poles.  Her body was parallel to the ground and a pygmy was between her stretched legs, pumping his cock in and out of the auburn-haired girl.

The pygmies worked as a team.  They lay Jane on the ground between four more poles.  They removed her boots and then the yoke, leaving her completely naked.  Then they tied ropes to her wrists and ankles and hoisted her into the air.  Soon Jane had a pygmy fucking her too and she felt the cock sliding easily in and out of her even as it stretched her sex painfully.

For the rest of the day, pygmies made sexual playthings out of the two girls.  Wooden Mask was the first one to rape Jane and she groaned as his huge cock stretched her uncomfortably.  One of the female pygmies removed Jane’s gag and pulled her face to her crotch before Jane even had a chance to protest.  And when Jane refused to lick the tiny woman, she heard something unintelligible being uttered and then felt a sharp pain to her left nipple.  She got the message and started moving her tongue to avoid further pain.

Three males deposited their seed into her womb before she was able to bring the female to climax.  But eventually, the female tensed and groaned.  Jane’s nipple still hurt and she lifted her head as soon as the female released her.  She gasped as she saw that a dart had been jabbed into her left nipple.  God that hurt!

Men kept fucking her throughout the day and cocks were jammed into her pussy, her ass and her mouth.  The women were not to be denied their fun with the beautiful blonde captive, though.  Jane lost track of how many pussies she ate and how many fists were jammed into her pussy.  She even ended up with someone’s hand being pushed into her ass which was excruciatingly painful.  She shrieked nonstop throughout that horrible ordeal.

Both girls were either shrieking or sobbing or begging constantly.  But their pleas fell on deaf ears.  Finally, Jane shouted, “Mgumbo gama dumbo ogala!”

“What was that?” asked an astonished Elizabeth as she heard Jane uttering the strange words with such emphasis.

“I don’t know,” sobbed Jane.  “But they don’t seem to understand English.”

“What did you say?” asked Elizabeth.

“I don’t know, uggghhhh.” Jane replied.  But a new cock was forced down her throat before she could finish her sentence.

Finally, the rapes stopped.  Jane could feel sperm oozing out of her pussy and ass and felt sperm drying on her face and chest.  Her head lolled backward in exhaustion and she rested until she heard movement nearby.  She turned her head and saw the pygmies working on Elizabeth.  She was lowered to the ground and the four ropes that previously held her aloft were removed.

Jane watched as fresh rope was wound around the base of each of Elizabeth’s full breasts.  The rope was pulled tighter and tighter until the breasts looked like two huge balloons on her chest.  She was stood up and the other end of the rope was tossed over a tree limb.  Then a half dozen pygmies tugged on the rope, taking out the slack until the rope was taut.  They kept pulling and quickly Elizabeth’s feet left the ground and the poor girl was shrieking.  They’re hanging her by her breasts!

“We do speak English,” a voice said.  Jane quickly turned her head and saw Wooden Mask standing next to her with his cock still rampant in front of him.

“Why are you doing this to us?”

“Because we have needs,” Wooden Mask replied.  “You have seen to our lust.  Now you will see to our hunger.”

Jane gulped.  “What do you mean?”  She winced as she heard the snap of a whip and heard Elizabeth shriek again.

“Your friend is being tenderized for tomorrow’s meal,” he responded.  Jane winced again and again as the whip established a steady rhythm.  “You will feed us tonight.”

Jane didn’t know what the pygmy meant but she didn’t like the sound of it.  A woman pushed an apple into her mouth.  It stretched her jaw painfully and lodged behind her teeth.  Try as she might, she could not push it out.

She was eventually lowered to the ground and then bound in a new way.  She was kneeling and her forearms were tied to her thighs with a spreader bar between her knees, ensuring that she remained kneeling.  Then she was carried to another part of the camp and placed in a huge pot, still kneeling.

Water was added to the pot until her breasts were bobbing on the surface.  The fire beneath the pot was lit and then several of the women started slicing up vegetables and adding them to the water.

Oh my god!  They’re cooking me!  They’re cooking me alive!

Jane struggled but she was bound too securely.  The women kept adding onions and carrots and potatoes to the water and it was looking more and more hopeless.  One of the pygmy women leaned over the edge of the pot and scooped Jane’s right breast out of the water.  She turned to the other women, giving the breast a squeeze and licking her lips.  And the water kept getting warmer and warmer.

Jane groaned.

To be continued

Chapter 4

Jane woke up the next morning in her bed.  She had no idea how she got there.  The last thing she remembered about the night before was cooking in the pot.  She remembered the water getting hotter and hotter until it was uncomfortable.  But that’s all that she remembered.

She lifted the sheet that covered her and reluctantly looked down across her naked form.  She expected to see signs of scalding or maybe even blistering.  But everything seemed normal and her skin still had its usual healthy pinkness.

Juanita arrived a few minutes later and cheerily went around the room, tidying it up and opening the drapes.   “Good morning, beautiful sister,” the Hispanic girl sang.  “It’s a beautiful day today.  And the best thing of all is that you have the day off.”

“Well,” she continued, “at least there will be no filming for you.  I don’t know if they have anything else planned.”

“Good morning, Juanita,” replied Jane, sitting up in bed.  The sheet fell from her body, leaving her torso exposed.  The first few times this had happened over three weeks ago, she had been mortified.  She was not accustomed to being exposed to anyone other than her husband.  But three weeks of near-constant nudity had stripped away most of her inhibitions.  She still blushed at times and felt uncomfortable to be on display but she had become mostly used to it; especially around Juanita.

Juanita bathed Jane, letting the blonde slave linger in the tub and luxuriate.  Being a slave at times like this was not so bad.  Jane loved the pampering and the relaxation of being bathed.  And Juanita loved doing the pampering.  She had grown quite fond of the new blonde slave and liked being able to touch and care for the perfect, beautiful body.

Juanita brushed out Jane’s hair and then left the room to get some breakfast for Jane.  She returned about fifteen minutes later with a tray of food.  “Master wants you at three o’clock.  Until then, you are free.  Well, you aren’t exactly free.  But you can do what you want.  Well, that’s not true either.  Oh, you know what I mean.”

Jane smiled and leaned forward, giving Juanita a kiss on the cheek.  “Yes, I know what you mean.  What does the master have planned for three o’clock?”

“He didn’t say.  And I didn’t think to ask.  I’m sorry.”

Jane gave Juanita another kiss and a hug.  “It’s okay.  It’s probably better that I don’t know.  Would you like some breakfast now?”

Juanita smiled brightly and nodded quickly.  “Yes, please.”

They altered their pattern a little by going to Jane’s bed where they lay together, facing one another.  But their routine was similar to past days.  Juanita nursed on the full, ripe mounds as Jane stroked her cheek and caressed her hair, appreciating the way that the ache in her breasts was being relieved by her own private chambermaid.

“Here’s my beautiful girl,” smiled Ricardo as Jane entered his office at three o’clock.  Juanita had spent the day with Jane and then escorted her to the office.

“Hello, Master,” replied Jane.  It still frosted her each time she uttered that title but she had learned through painful experience that everything worked out better for her if she called him master.

Ricardo stepped forward and gathered her breasts in his hands, lifting them and holding them.  He was a couple of inches shorter than the blonde but there was no mistaking who was in charge here.  Ricardo seemed to ooze dominance out of every pore.  Despite being taller than the male, Jane felt very small in his presence.

“You were magnificent yesterday, pet,” he said as his thumbs stroked over the satiny flesh of the breasts that he held.  “You truly could have had a very successful career as an actress.  I was lucky to find you.  And I’m going to make you a star.”

Jane blinked at the words, not knowing quite what to say.  She never had any aspirations to being a star; certainly not in the types of movies that Ricardo made.  “Master, when will I be allowed to go home?”

Ricardo smiled and leaned forward, kissing her.  Jane felt as if her skin was crawling as the lips touched hers.  It was so frustrating; so infuriating!  She just wanted to slap him and slap his hands away.  But she didn’t.  Again, she had quickly learned that it was best to be compliant and docile.  She would avoid pain and punishment if she could.  She would wait for a chance to escape or for him to show mercy and release her.  Until then, she parted her lips obediently and let him kiss her as his hands claimed her breasts.

“I own you now, pet,” he responded after he broke off the kiss.  “You are my property.  Your home is wherever I am.  You are home now.”

She felt her heart sink despite already knowing the answer to her question before she even asked.  “Yes, Master,” she whispered.

“I have a treat for you today, Jane,” he said enthusiastically.  “I’m told that your first two films are ready for release.  I haven’t seen them yet but the editors say that they are finished and ready for my approval.  I thought we would watch them together.”

Again her heart sank.  The last thing in the world that she wanted was to watch one of those movies where her body was used and abused and subjected to so much depravity.  She had no desire at all to watch such filth.

“Yes, Master,” she replied.  “Thank you.”

“Let’s get you settled and comfortable for the first one,” he said, leading her across the office.  “I had this brought in special for the viewing.”

This was a tubular frame.  She had been locked into similar ones during her three weeks of captivity but never one exactly like this.  She did not resist as he positioned her body and bound her into the frame.  Resistance would have been futile and would have been very painful.

When he was finished, her torso slanted upward and her arms were drawn down along her sides.  Her knees were tucked beneath her body and spread widely.  And her chin rested on a cushioned pad, keeping her head elevated and her face pointing to the wall.  Leather straps circled her at various points, making her completely immobile.  And her ass jutted backward, making her very exposed and vulnerable.

After he was completed, he pushed a button and a panel on the wall slid back, revealing a wide screen television monitor.  “There we go.  All we are missing is the popcorn.”

Jane groaned.  Positioned this way, she would have no choice but to watch the movie.  And positioned this way, there was no end to the ways in which he could use her.

Another button was pushed and the screen flickered to life.  Moments later, the movie started rolling.  And Jane was aghast as she saw the credits.  “Introducing Jane Harbridge” was one of the credits.  She groaned as she saw that.  “They’re even using my real name!” she thought.  “Why would they humiliate me like that?”

She suspected correctly that Ricardo intended to use her as they watched the movie.  She heard a zipper and then, moments later, he slid his beefy cock deeply into her sex.  Again, she silently cursed her body for being so accommodating.  Why was she constantly aroused these days?  Were they putting something in her food?  Surely her body couldn’t be aroused on its own at this treatment.

The cock moved slowly in and out.  It appeared that Ricardo was in no hurry to end his usage of the bound beauty before him.  He looked down and smiled at the elegant and erotic curves on display to him.  It was not often that proportions could be so perfect.  The girl’s waist was perfectly narrow.  Her hips were perfectly flared and yet her ass was perfectly compact.  It was nicely padded but not overstated like in so many of the women of his own country.  And even though he could not see her breasts with her in this position, he knew that they were perfectly rounded and perfectly firm.  For the next movie, maybe he would have to reposition her so he could enjoy those wondrous perfect globes that he adored.

The thing that amazed him was that he had found her by chance.  He had targeted the billionaire’s daughter for her beauty and also to thumb his nose at rich society.  But she was almost plain when compared to the magnificence of Jane.  And Jane was just someone he had stumbled upon.  He was not looking for her.  He didn’t even know that she existed.  But once he saw her, he knew that he had to have her.  His men trailed her and discovered her routines.  Then they collected her.  And now she was his property.

As the movie started, Jane remembered the day it had been shot.  That was the first time that they had filmed her and she had resisted and protested and complained.  She refused to cooperate and refused to recite her lines.  But that was before the electricity.  Having that current emanating from her pussy and her ass had been excruciatingly painful.  She cooperated fully after that.

In the movie, she was an accountant for a manufacturing company.  When the model who was hired to demonstrate the company’s products does not show up, Jane is recruited to stand in.   Jane’s character had never done anything like this before and she was reluctant.  But the president of the company, a beautiful brunette, was very persistent and very persuasive.  In the end, Jane’s character agreed.

Jane’s character really didn’t understand the business her company was in.  She knew that Acme Novelties and Equipment made a wide variety of products but she had no idea what the products actually were.  All they had been to her in the past was a bunch of product codes.  She was shocked to learn that they were sex toys and sex equipment.  And she was even more shocked when she learned that she needed to be nude in order for the customers to understand the products.

The rest of the film chronicled the product demonstration.  Jane was locked a series of uncomfortable and sometimes painful devices.  And she was violated in every conceivable way by the endless stream of sex toys that were used on her.

Jane cringed as she watched the movie.  The movie itself was actually very well done.  The images were crisp and clear.  The photography was steady and, unfortunately, the angles gave all of the best views of her body and of the action.  And the sound track was very high quality.  She was also amazed at how good her performance was.  They must have had to do a lot of editing to end up with that result because she was not an actress.  But she certainly looked like an experienced actress in this movie.

Despite how well done the movie was, it was the lewd content and the fact that she was in the movie at all that made her cringe.  It was horrible that she had been subjected to all of that.  It was horrible that it had all been filmed.  And it was horrible that the movie was going to be released and seen by the public.  She only hoped that nobody who she knew would see this trash.

Ricardo continued his slow, steady movement of his cock within her tight, warm sheath.  He reached down and was slowly stroking her clit now and Jane groaned silently as she realized how slick and oily she was between her thighs.  Again, she silently chastised her body for feeling any arousal at all from the disgusting scenes on the screen.

“Your acting is superb,” remarked Ricardo as he slowly sank his cock back into her sex.  He loved the way that her oily tunnel hugged and squeezed his shaft.  This woman was built for sex.  Again, he felt himself to be very fortunate to have captured her and made her his property.

“Your reactions are perfect,” he continued.  “I loved the way you blush in that scene.”  On the screen, Jane had just disrobed to start the product demonstrations and she was indeed blushing.  There was no acting involved, however.  The blush was a perfectly natural and perfectly authentic reaction to what was going on with Jane.  She remembered being truly embarrassed at the way she was being treated that day.

“Thank you, Master,” she moaned.  She couldn’t believe it but the fucking and the strumming of her clit were moving her toward an orgasm.  She closed her eyes to try to shut out how her body was responding.  Besides, she didn’t want to see the disgusting movie anyways.  But once her eyes were closed, she realized that her entire universe was centered between her thighs.  All that she could think about was the unwanted thrills that were swirling around inside of her body.

She opened her eyes again and watched the movie.  Maybe the horrors that had occurred to her that day would quench her arousal.

On the screen, the company president had just locked Jane into a large rectangular frame.  Then the president ran her hands over Jane’s body, lifting a breast, pinching a nipple, probing her sex, and commented on the bound girl’s features and beauty.  She described how versatile the frame was and demonstrated it by swiveling it.  It pivoted on a number of axes and Jane could be put into any position imaginable.

At one point, Jane was upside down with her stretched legs high in the ear.  Her long blonde hair cascaded down to pool on the floor beneath her head.  Then the president picked up what looked like a riding crop.  “This frame is good for so many activities that it’s impossible to name them all so I’ll just demonstrate a couple of them.  I’m sure your imagination can come up with many more.”

She raised the crop and brought it down hard on Jane’s exposed and vulnerable pussy, making a loud crack and causing the abused girl to shriek.  “Every pussy needs to be punished now and then.  With this device, we’ve made it easy.  Just swivel the girl until her pussy is easily available and then apply the discipline.”  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  Jane shrieked with each blow.

The president set the crop aside and swiveled Jane again.  Now, she was horizontal and facing the floor.  “As I’m sure you’ve all experienced, milking a girl can be difficult at times.  But with this device, just rotate the girl into this position and her udders dangle freely at a good height for working.”

She illustrated what she meant by reaching beneath Jane and manipulating her right breast until she coaxed out some milk.  At first, it was just a drop at the tip of the nipple.  But soon, a fine spray of milk could be seen streaming from the lactating breast.  The contingent of customers applauded.

“The last position that I’ll show you is a good one for fucking a girl.”  Jane was rotated again until she was horizontal but facing the ceiling this time.  The president donned a strap-on dildo and stepped between Jane’s thighs.  With a single thrust, she sank the huge dildo completely into the poor girl’s sex, causing her to gasp.

The president only took a few strokes and then pulled out, turning to the customers.  “So as you can see, this is an extremely versatile piece of equipment.   Are we ready to move on to the next device?”

One of the customers spoke up.  “I can see that this device has many uses and I can think of many others that you did not show us.  But it may be limited to only working for people of a certain size.”

“I’m not sure what you mean, Bob,” replied the president.

“Here, I’ll show you.”  The man stepped forward and stood between Jane’s legs.  He was quite a bit taller than the president and his crotch was higher than Jane’s sex.  “I would have to be crouching at the knees to use this, and that’s no way to properly fuck a girl.”

The president smiled.  “Let me demonstrate something for you.”  She reached for Bob’s zipper and then looked up at him.  “May I?”

“Of course,” Bob replied.

The president unzipped Bob’s fly and fished out his cock, which was already surprisingly erect.  It stood out from his body and was a good four inches above Jane’s sex.  “Let’s just rotate the girl and see what we can do.”

The frame was swiveled until Jane was at a slight angle with her head lower than her feet.  The president gripped Bob’s cock and angled it slightly downward.  She pushed him forward a bit and his cock sank easily into Jane’s already swampy sex.  Jane remembered being mortified when this scene was shot.  It was the first time that she had been filmed being fucked.  She only hoped that her husband never saw this.

The man reached down and rubbed his thumb back and forth across Jane’s clit on the screen at the same time that Ricardo was strumming her clit in real life.  Jane remembered being horrified that she was being moved toward an orgasm during the filming and was equally horrified today as she was toyed with.

The customer turned his head to look at his colleagues.  “This thing’s brilliant.  You can swivel the girl up and down to apply friction to whatever part of your cock you want.”

At that moment, the Jane on the screen tensed and groaned and Jane watched with dismay as her image climaxed.  Her real life climax occurred only moments later and she let out an equally loud groan.

Ricardo stopped toying with her clit for a bit but kept slowly sawing in and out of the beautiful slave, enjoying his newest acquisition and the excellent movie.

Jane continued to watch the movie.  She was strapped into several more of the devices on the screen and one of the men fucked her in each one.  Clamps were applied to her nipples, cruelly crushing the tender buds.  Things were crammed into her pussy and her ass.  At one point, some sort of diaphragm or balloon was pushed into her sex and then a pump started filling it with air.  She was screaming and begging for mercy as the thing continued to distend her belly.  By the time they finished filling it, she looked like she was four or five months pregnant.

The other actors kept losing clothing during the filming and by the end they were all naked.  She realized that she had been fucked by each of the males and had eaten each of the females to orgasm.  She didn’t know how many orgasms she received during the filming, but it was quite a few.

She noticed something else that seemed odd.  Each of the females had the image of a skull and crossbones on her ass.  She had noticed the shape on a few of the actresses during her three weeks here but didn’t know what it meant.  She still didn’t know what it meant but she thought that it was strange that each of the women in the movie other than her wore the emblem.  What was it?  Was it a tattoo of some sort?  And what did it mean?

Ricardo watched Jane’s body shudder as she climaxed again near the end of the movie.  He had continued to fuck her throughout the movie and she experienced three orgasms.  He had not climaxed himself yet.  He had been hard and inside her body for an hour and a half at this point but he was taking his time.  He was patient and he had plenty of stamina.  He would give her his seed eventually but he wanted to continue to enjoy this delectable creature for a bit longer.

He had still not decided what he would eventually do with this girl.  He thought about keeping her as his permanent pleasure slave.  But he also knew that he might tire of her eventually and replace her.  That was unlikely because she was so perfect.  But it could happen.

He could always sell her to the club.  They would add a skull and crossbones to her rump which would mar her flawless body.  That would be a shame.  But at least he would still be able to enjoy her whenever he wished.

He could also put her up for auction.  She would bring in a mild fortune, he was sure, if he placed her into the right sale.  And it would bring instant credibility to his new slavery business.  Plus, money was always an important thing.

Or maybe he could release her.  He had never done that before but it was an intriguing idea.  It was especially intriguing to him if he made enough movies with her as a star.  He was sure that some of these movies would win awards.  And it would be deliciously wicked to send her back to her innocent former life and let her learn that she was the Porn Queen of the year.

He just couldn’t decide.

The second movie was cued up and Ricardo decided on a change.  He withdrew from his girl and looked down at his impressive cock.  Not many men had the stamina to fuck a woman nonstop for an hour and a half.  And yet he planned to go on even longer before he allowed himself release.  He moved back into position.

“Oooooo, Master,” squealed Jane in a panicky voice.

“Yes, pet?” replied Ricardo.

Jane wasn’t sure what to say next.  She felt his massive cock poised at her asshole and knew that he was about to invade her there.  She knew that would be uncomfortable at best; very possibly painful.  But she also knew better than to complain or protest.

“It felt so good in my sex, Master,” she decided on.  Maybe she could coax him back into fucking her pussy instead of complaining about fucking her ass.  “I feel so empty now.”

Ricardo smiled.  He knew what was going through her mind.  But he also appreciated how she was handling the situation.  His new girl was a very quick learner.

“I’ll take care of that, little one,” he replied.  Then he moved his hips forward and his cock pressed harder at the little rosebud.

“Ooooooooo!!!”  It came out as something between a coo and a groan as she felt the tip of the cock penetrating her ass and spreading it wider and wider.  “Ooooooo!!!”

“Yes, I like it too, girl,” said Ricardo, suppressing a chuckle as he pushed more of his shaft into Jane’s bottom.  It was obvious to him, though, that the girl did not like this activity at all.

Jane blinked as she heard his response.  Did he think she liked having her ass split in two?  It became obvious that this was going to happen whether she wanted it or not.  She focused on trying to relax her bottom to accommodate the log that was pushing into her and started panting as it stretched her wide.

Ricardo finally got fully lodged in the girl’s perfect ass.  He remained motionless for a moment to let her adjust and listened to the huffing and puffing and panting.  He reached to the table and pressed a button on the remote, pausing the movie.  “What did you think of the first movie, Jane?”

“It was very well made, Master,” she grunted, still feeling her body trying to adjust to the log that stretched her so widely.

He rubbed both of his hands over the soft swells of her ass and then ran them up her back.  He leaned forward and reached around her, cupping both of her dangling breasts, squeezing them gently.  “Yes, it was, wasn’t it?  What did you think of your performance?”

Jane hesitated.  What she possibly say?  Humiliating?  Torturous?  “I don’t know, Master.  I don’t have anything to compare it to.”

Ricardo smiled at the diplomatic response.  This girl was truly a quick learner.  But he was not about to let her off the hook so easily.  He wanted to push a little harder and make her feel uncomfortable.  “But what did you think about your acting?”

“Oooooo!” squealed Jane as the cock embedded in her ass started to move.  Ricardo was slowly withdrawing his shaft as his fingers rolled her rubbery nipples back and forth.  “It was better than I would have expected, Master.  I have never done anything like that before.”

He was tugging on her nipples now, sending more thrills through her body.  The cock was now moving steadily in and out of her ass and she was surprised by the way her body was responding to the unwanted attention.

“You were born to be a star, little one,” said Ricardo.  “I have cast hundreds of women in roles throughout the years.  None have shown the talent that you have.  You were exceptional.  Yes, you were born to be a star.  You were born to be a slave.”

Jane’s body tensed as she erupted into a fresh orgasm, much to her surprise.  She didn’t even know that someone could climax from having her ass fucked.  But that’s exactly what happened.  She was reduced to groaning and babbling incoherently.

As she started to recover, she thought back to what Ricardo had said moments before her orgasm intervened.  She was born to be a star.  She was born to be a slave.  What did that mean?  And what did it mean about her prospects for being released?

After Jane recovered, Ricardo started the movie again and pressed another button on the table.  Two minutes later, Juanita arrived in the office.  He handed the house slave a dildo and then told her what to do.  The tiny Latina crawled beneath the frame and slid the dildo into Jane’s sex before tilting her head up to start fluttering her tongue over Jane’s clit.  Jane groaned.  She had never felt so full and stretched in her life.  A huge cock filled her ass and now a huge dildo was stuffing her pussy.

The second movie was filmed in the part of the lot that contained rocky hills.  It started with Jane being marched forward with two other girls by a band of armed men and women.  Their wrists were bound behind their backs and the three girls wore provocative camouflage outfits.  All three wore boots and shorts.  One of the women wore a bandera top.  Another wore a camouflage halter top.  Jane was wearing an unbuttoned button shirt with the shirt tails tied beneath her breasts, exposing most of the swells of her breasts.

“I tell you that we don’t know anything!” shouted Jane at her captors as they were urged forward by the muzzles of the rifles they carried.  This was met with the crack of a whip across her back, causing her to shriek from the very real pain.  The fabric of the shirt was split by the force of the blow.

Jane shook her head as much as her bindings would allow as she watched the newest movie.  She was disgusted with what she was being subjected to.  But most of all, she was disgusted with herself.  Several of the scenes in the movie had to be shot multiple times until they were satisfied with her expressions or tone of voice.  The result was a very impressive movie performance but also one in which it appeared that she was willingly acting in the movie and enjoying the abuse.

Juanita and Ricardo kept working on her body and Jane was helpless to stop the impending orgasm.  She exploded as the prisoners on the screen were marched into the captors’ camp.  Their clothing was mostly in shreds now from the multiple lashes of the whip.  She closed her eyes as the waves of orgasm rushed through her body.  When she opened them again, she was being fucked by a naked black man on the screen.

The Jane in the movie was bound to a bench, lying face up.  The black man between her legs was pounding his cock into her defenseless body as two women stood at her head.  Each of the women had attached a cruel clamp to her nipples and was pulling upward on the strings that were attached to the clamps.  She would shriek whenever they stretched too far and Jane watched as her breasts in the movie were elongated into tall cones.

This was one of the scenes that they shot multiple times.  They wanted her to act as if she lusted that cock that was drilling into her.  It was hard to act at all with the pain that was coursing through her breasts.  But she watched the final results on the screen now and felt even more disgust with herself.

“Oh god, give me that black cock!” she heard herself begging in the movie.  “Push it deep!  I need it so bad!  I’ll tell you anything you want to know.  Just keep fucking me!”  Then she shrieked again as the women pulled the strings upward once more.

Juanita never stopped her assignment.  Her little tongue kept fluttering and Jane felt another orgasm growing.  The cock in her ass did not hurt any longer and was actually acting to further stimulate her.  She climaxed in real life as the male on the screen climaxed into her.  The last thing she saw before she closed her eyes was the black man pulling out of her to send a last spurt of sperm arcing through the air to land between her stretched breasts.

She wasn’t sure how many more orgasms she could endure.  How many had she had already?  She wasn’t sure.  But Ricardo and Juanita kept working on her body, showing no mercy.

The rest of the movie was equally painful.  Jane watched as, one by one, each of the captives was bound standing and facing an upright pole.  Again, she saw the skull and crossbones adorning the rumps of the other two girls and wondered what it meant.  Jane was the last one to be whipped.

The remaining scenes in the movie were much the same.  Jane and the other two girls were fucked multiple times.  Each of them also had to eat the pussies of the female captors.  And they were tortured throughout the ordeal.  In the end, the prisoners divulged their secrets and were stuffed in cages, to be executed in the morning.

Ricardo finally climaxed near the end of the movie, flooding Jane’s bowels with his seed.  Jane climaxed again also.  Or was it multiple orgasms?  She didn’t know.  She had completely lost track of what was going on in her and around her.

The movie ended and Jane saw her body on the screen criss-crossed with red welts.  It had taken a week for those welts to heal and had been very painful.  The only benefit of being hurt so badly was that there were no more movies for her for the week that she recovered.

As Juanita led an exhausted and very well used Jane from the office, Ricardo stopped them. “Tomorrow, we enjoy the tranquility of rural America.  Let’s visit the farm.”

Oh god, thought Jane as she stepped into the hallway.  What did that mean?

Chapter 5

Jane couldn’t believe it.  She was back on a movie set the next morning, only two days after her encounter with the pygmies.  Normally, she was given more time between filmings.  But she hadn’t been whipped or beaten by the little tormentors so there were no marks that needed to heal.  Maybe that’s why she was out here again so fast.

She also couldn’t believe the scene she was in.  It looked like a fully operational farm, complete with barn and pastures and livestock.  She was naked, but then again, she expected that.  But she was being treated as a farm animal!

She hadn’t started off the day as a farm animal.  She had started off dressed for a hike, along with another girl who was her hiking companion.  They had been given their scripts early in the morning and had both memorized them.  Then the filming began.

The two girls, dressed in shorts and t-shirts and sneakers, were hiking through the woods with little backpacks on their shoulders.  They chatted along as they walked until they emerged from the woods onto a beautiful farm.

“Isn’t it lovely?” asked the companion.

“It’s beautiful,” said Jane.  “I could stay here forever.”

“That’s what I was thinking also,” a male voice said from behind them.  The two girls turned and saw a group of people on horseback advancing toward them.

“I hope we aren’t bothering you,” said the companion.

“We aren’t trespassing,” Jane added.  “We just got lost and are trying to find our way home.”

“Well,” said one of the riders.  “In fact, you are trespassing.  But don’t worry.  At least you found your home.”

Two lassos arced through the air and settled around the two girls.  The ropes were pulled tight, trapping the girls’ arms to their sides.  The girls shrieked in surprise.  The ropes were yanked again and both girls were toppled to the ground.

Everything was scripted until this point.  That’s where the script ended and Jane knew that now was when the terror and the indignities would begin.  In the briefing before the filming started, the two girls were told that they should fight as hard as they could once they were captured and could say anything they wanted after that.

The two girls struggled and punched and clawed as the riders started tying them up.  They hurled verbal insults at their attackers and swore at them.  Jane’s fist even connected with the jaw of one of the female attackers, sending her sprawling.  But in the end, they were subdued and bound.  Then they were tossed over the horses in front of the saddles and carried off like two sacks of potatoes.

The girls were dumped in the barnyard and found themselves surrounded by a dozen ‘farmers’ dressed in jeans and overalls and flannel shirts.  One even had a piece of straw sticking out of his mouth that he was chewing on.

One of the women was made up to look older and she was obviously supposed to be the mother in this family.  One of the men was also made up to look older.  It was obvious, though, that all of the actors were between twenty and thirty years of ages.

Another one of the women was made up to look like a young girl.  Her hair was done up in pigtails, giving her a youthful look and her face had a smattering of fake freckles.  She wore bib overall shorts and didn’t seem to be wearing anything else.  And the way that her breasts peeked out from under the bib indicated that she was only playing the role of a young teenager.  She too had to be at least twenty based on the abundance of the swells on her chest that were clearly visible through the sides of the bib.

“Whatcha got there, sonny?” asked the woman who was made up to look older.

“These here strays wandered onto our land, Ma.  We didn’t see no markings on ‘em so we rounded ‘em up for our farm.”

“Oooooo!” squealed the girl.  “Can I have one?  Can I, Ma?”

“Hush, Penny,” scolded Ma.  “These aint pets.  These is farm animals.  Clyde, take that one to the sty.  Lucas, take this little cow into the barn.”  Jane was unceremoniously dragged into the huge barn and watched as her travelling companion was dragged off in another direction.

Once inside, Jane was stripped.  She wasn’t even surprised by this action.  She knew she would end up naked eventually.  While her clothes were being torn or cut off, the girl of the family arrived in the barn.

“What’s she gonna be?” asked Penny.

“I guess Ma wants her to be a cow girl,” replied Lucas.

“Aww shucks,” complained Penny.  “I wanted her to be my puppy.”

“Grow up, Penny.  You can’t always get what you want.”

Penny sidled up to her ‘big brother’ and pressed her body to his as he stood over the naked Jane.  The girl lifted Lucas’ hand and pressed his palm to the outer swell of one of her abundant breasts.  “Oh yes I can get what I want, big brother. It’s just a matter of finding out what other people want.”

Jeesshhhh, thought Jane.  Is this going to turn out to be an incest scene?  That was disgusting!  Then she thought again.  Maybe it would be best if it did.  There would be less attention to her if the fake brother and sister got it on together.

“Don’t you be flaunting your titties at me, lil sis,” said Lucas.  But he did nothing to remove his hand and Jane saw the hand slipping under the bib and squeezing the full breasts.

“You love these titties, don’t you big bro?” said Penny seductively.  “You can have them if I can have the little puppy girl.”  She raised Lucas’ other hand and pressed the palm to the outer swells of her other breast.  Soon, both hands were under the bib and Jane could see them actively manipulating the generous mounds.

“Tell ya what, sis,” said Lucas.  Jane could see the front of his overalls tenting outward as he continued to squeeze Penny’s breasts.  “Let me take care of what Ma told me to do.  Then I’ll talk to her.  This here new cow probably has dry udders anyways.  Ma won’t want a dry cow.  I’ll try to convince her to give you a puppy.  Then we can sneak into the loft together and you can give me what I want.”

Penny reached up and grabbed Lucas’ wrists, pulling them away from her breasts.  “You do what you have to do.  Deliver my new puppy to me and I’ll deliver my titties to you.”

“Up in the loft?” asked Lucas hopefully.

“Anywhere you want them,” smiled Penny.  She reached out and pinched the tip of his cock which was straining against the front of the overalls.  “But you don’t get nuthin until I have my puppy.”

Lucas groaned as his cock was squeezed and he watched her turn and walk out of the barn.  He watched Penny’s hips swaying enticingly as she moved and then groaned again.  Finally, he turned back to Jane.  “Come along, little dogie.  We got chores to do.”

He looped a rope around her neck and tied it.  Then he untied her ankles and wrists.  He positioned her so she was kneeling on all fours and then led her deeper into the barn.  He stopped in front of a device that she didn’t recognize.

He spent the next few minutes positioning Jane and binding her into the device.  She was almost completely immobile by the time he finished.  Finally, he held a cup of some sort to her left breast and flicked on a switch.  She heard a humming sound and felt her breast being drawn into the cup.

What the heck?

He held an identical cup to her other breast and soon her breast was sucked into it.  Then both cups started a pulsing motion in the suction.

Oh god, she thought.  I’m in a milking machine!  It took no time at all for her milk to let down and soon, twin streams of her precious white fluid were flowing through the clear tubes of the device.

“Daggumit!” she heard Lucas say behind her.  “That sis of mine done gone got me all worked up.  Cow or not, you’re gonna help me out.”  Jane sensed him moving around behind her and then sucked in her breath as he plunged his cock into her pussy.  She didn’t even have to look at it to know that it was an especially long one as it kept crashing into her cervix, causing her to yelp.  How did they have so many huge cocks here?

Shortly after having her breasts drained by the machine and being raped in the barn, Lucas led her back out of the barn, still crawling on all fours behind him.  Jane had to blink several times as the bright daylight assaulted her eyes.  He took her to where a now scantily clad Ma was hanging clothes on the clothesline.

“What happened to your clothes, Ma?” asked a surprised Lucas.

Ma turned toward her ‘son’ and Jane blinked at the sight.  Ma had a terrific body.  Jane had been right that this woman was actually in her twenties.  She was wearing crotchless panties that allowed her glistening pussy to be seen and a demi-cup bra that supported her heavy breasts almost as if being held on a shelf.  Her stiff nipples were clearly visible.  And once again, Jane had seen the skull and crossbones.  It was on the woman’s rump and this time Jane was pretty sure that the mark had been burned into the skin.

“Oh, that was my last clean outfit,” replied Ma.  “And the new pig girl just got slop all over it.  So I did laundry.”

“You sho got a fine body, Ma,” observed Lucas.  Once again, Jane saw the front of the overalls starting to tent out.

“Thanks, sonny,” smiled Ma proudly.  “How’s our new little heifer?”

“Got a full quart outta her, Ma,” replied Lucas.  “But Penny wants her for a puppy.”

“That girl gonna be the death of this farm if she aint careful,” scoffed Ma.  “How we gonna replace this little cow’s production if she’s a puppy?”

Jane shook her head in disbelief at the conversation.  What kind of kinky stuff was this?  Did people really watch this kind of movie?

“Dunno, Ma,” said Lucas.  Jane saw him staring at the actress’ abundant chest and licking his lips.

There was a break in the filming at this point.  The makeup artists were brought in and Jane received a makeover.  After thirty minutes, the filming started again.  Jane now wore a collar and a tail had been pushed uncomfortably into her ass.  Other than that, she was naked.  She assumed that she was now supposed to be a puppy girl.

“I have the most beautiful puppy in the world,” beamed Penny as she leaned down and scratched behind Jane’s ear, confirming Jane’s earlier assumption.  “I’m going to name you Blondie.”

Penny tugged on the leash and led Blondie into the house.  For the next thirty minutes, Penny trained her new puppy and Jane played along, deciding that she would be a fast study rather than risk being punished.  She was rewarded with an endless flow of doggy treats which were dry and disgusting but which she readily chewed up and swallowed.

She learned to sit and heel and beg.  She learned to lie down and come.  And she learned to roll over, which earned her a tummy rub and occasional diddling of her pussy.  At the end of the training, Penny taught her puppy how to please her mistress and Jane knelt in front of Penny and lapped away at the girl’s sex with her eager puppy tongue.

After that, Penny led her new pet outside.  “I want more puppies,” she announced to her Pa.  “I’m going to mate her with Blue.”

Jane sighed; another sex scene.  But at least she wasn’t being whipped or beaten today.  She followed dutifully as Penny led her around the side of the house.  She saw the kennels and wondered who the puppy boy was going to be today and whether or not she had ever seen him in any of the other movies she had been in.  But then she stopped dead in her tracks as they got closer.  It wasn’t a boy at all.  It was a Great Dane!

“Nooooo!!!!” she silently screamed in her mind.  They couldn’t possibly do this to her.  Penny pulled on the leash some more but Jane held firm.  There was no way that this was going to happen to her.  But then her ass exploded in agony.  She yelped and lurched forward.  It burst into pain again and, again, she jumped forward.

Jane glanced over her shoulder and saw Lucas behind her with a cattle prod.  He was moving it toward her tender bottom again.  But she couldn’t move forward any more.  One more lurch and she would be in the cage with the dog.  He touched her left bottom cheek again and she shrieked as the pain erupted once more.  She didn’t budge, though.  She wasn’t about to let them do this to her.

Lucas shifted his attention.  Instead of assaulting one of her cheeks again, he pressed the tip of the prod to her asshole.  She shrieked as her little rosebud was tortured with the electric current.  Then she heard the metal clang of the cage door being closed and locked.  She turned her head and saw that the last electric shock had caused her to jump into the cage.  Now she was locked inside with the massive dog.

“Noooooo!!!!” she wailed out loud this time.  She tried to stand up but the dog made its move too quickly.  Jane felt the massive jaws close around her neck and heard the beast growling low.  She froze with terror.  The dog would slowly release the neck and Jane would try to move away, only to find the teeth clamped around her neck again.  After a few more times, the growling grew louder.  Jane stopped trying to move.  She was too afraid to try to escape.

Jane trembled after the dog released her the final time.  When his new bitch did not try to get away this time, Blue moved behind her.  He wrapped his forelegs around her torso and thrust his hips forward, finding her pussy on the first try.  His cock slid easily into his new mate and she let out a mournful wail.

Jane grunted with each powerful stroke of the canine cock that was embedded in her.  She turned her head and looked pleadingly at Penny, hoping for mercy.  What she saw, though, was Lucas unfastening the bib and exposing Penny’s breasts.

“Should we go into the loft, bro?” asked Penny as Lucas lifted the firm breasts in his massive hands.

“Nah, sis,” he said.  “I want to do you right here.  I want to watch Blue with his new bitch while I fuck you.”

“What if Ma or Pa finds us?”

“They’ll probably want to watch Blue’s new bitch too.”

Jane shook her head in disgust again.  She still couldn’t believe that she was being fucked by a dog.  And she couldn’t believe how cheesy the rest of the story was in this movie.  It was like they were trying to jam every pornographic cliché they could into this film.  It was so very different from the other ones.  At least she wasn’t being whipped or beaten or running for her life.

The dog was furiously pumping his hips now and Jane just gritted her teeth, praying it would be over soon.  Finally, and thankfully, Blue tensed and whimpered, releasing his seed into the captive human.  It felt like a fire hose had opened up inside of Jane and she could actually feel his sperm spurting into her, flooding her sex.  Blue collapsed on top of her, pushing Jane forward until she was prone on the ground.  She tried to wriggle out from under the beast but she couldn’t move.  She seemed to be trapped with his cock still lodged deep in her body.  Oh god, she thought.  How long will this last?

She glanced over at the other two.  They were both naked now and Lucas was fucking Penny doggy style.  They were both grinning and leering at her and Jane thought she could see part of the skull and crossbones mark on Penny’s ass.

It was almost predictable that Ma would show up.  She was still wearing the bra and panties that she had been wearing earlier.  She stripped out of those and put on Penny’s outfit.  While she was naked, Jane saw the skull and crossbones on Ma’s ass again too.  Since her breasts were even bigger than her ‘daughter’s’ her breasts practically spilled out of her outfit.

“But what am I supposed to wear, Ma?” asked Penny between moans.

“You won’t be needing them for a bit, child,” replied Ma.  “And the rest of the clothes should be dry by the time you do.”  Ma knelt beside the fucking pair and reached down between them, gripping Lucas’ cock as he pulled out of Penny.  “You got a real nice piece there, sonny,” she said.  “Let me help you with that.”

Ma pushed Lucas back even further until his cock was completely free.  Then she repositioned it at Penny’s asshole.  The ‘daughter’ squealed and protested at that change.

“Ma, what are you doing?!?!?!?”

“Hush, child.  I’m just helping out your brother.”  She pushed Lucas’ hips forward with a hand on his ass and the long cock slid easily into Penny’s ass, eliciting another squeal from the kneeling girl.

Unbelievable, thought Jane.  Pure porn.  Disgusting porn.  Then she watched Ma reposition herself and reach beneath Penny’s chest.  She gripped each breast and squeezed, starting in a milking motion.

“I guess we’ll have to use the machine on these to get something outa them,” said Ma as she continued to stroke and knead the bountiful, dangling orbs.

“What you talkin’ ‘bout, Ma?” asked a bewildered Penny.

“Didn’t your brother tell you?” asked Ma as she tugged on the nipples.  Jane watched the nipples lengthen and stiffen.  “I traded a part-time puppy for a part-time cow.”  Penny groaned as the words sank in and then groaned again as an orgasm blasted through her.  Lucas tensed and groaned too and the two collapsed to the ground.

Jane remembered that there had been another break in the filming at this point.  It took a while to free her from Blue’s cock but eventually the beast’s shaft shrank enough for her to wriggle free.  When the camera started up again, Lucas was dressed, as was Ma, but both girls were naked and on all fours with rope collars and leashes.  Jane could feel the dog sperm trickling down the insides of her thighs.

“Let’s go to the sty,” said Ma who was standing behind the two naked girls and was holding the cattle prod in her hands.  “Then we’ll head to the barn.”

“Sho thing, Ma,” replied Lucas as he tugged on the two ropes.  The two naked girls followed him, occasionally bumping against one another accidentally.

They got to the sty and Jane was shocked at what she saw.  Her former travelling companion, who she had not seen since they had been dumped from the horses earlier in the day, was almost completely covered in the mud and slop from the sty.  She was lying on the ground on her side and a piglet was suckling on each of her breasts.  More piglets squirmed and pushed each other behind the two nursing ones, eager to get their turn.  A huge pig stood to the side, watching over the piglets.

How disgusting, thought Jane.  She was glad that she had not been treated as a pig and, for once, her plight did not seem so terrible.

“The fire pit should be ready,” said Ma to two of the other ‘brothers’ who were standing outside of the sty, watching the filthy scene.  “When the piglets are finished with her, spit her and put her over the coals.  We’re having roast pig tonight.”

Jane gasped.  They couldn’t possibly be planning what it sounded like they were planning!  But Lucas tugged on the ropes again and the two naked girls were led away and into the barn before she could watch what really happened.

Jane’s lead was attached to a wall and she watched as Lucas and Ma led Penny to a workbench.  Penny had been protesting and complaining and pleading with Ma ever since they left the kennel area.  Ma had zapped her daughter numerous times with the cattle prod, causing the girl to shriek each time but she would just go back to complaining.

“Get her on her back, sonny,” instructed Ma.  Lucas pushed Penny onto her side.  She quickly scrambled back to her hands and knees but he was too strong for her and he knocked her down again.  It was an easy task to roll her onto her back and he held her shoulders down to the ground.  Another ‘brother’ had entered the barn by then and he held onto Penny’s flailing legs.

“The new pig’s being spitted now,” the new brother announced.  “She’ll be over the coals shortly.”

Ma picked up something from the workbench and turned.  Jane cringed as she saw a syringe in her hands.  “This cow hasn’t learned that heifers only moo.”

“Nooooooo!!!” screeched Penny when she saw the threatening needle.  “I’ll be quiet!  I promise!”

Ma knelt at her daughter’s side.  “I know you will, little cow.”  She felt the side of Penny’s neck and found the spot she wanted.  Then she plunged the needle into the neck and emptied the syringe.”

“Nooooooo!!!” shrieked Penny.  “Nooooooo!!!  Moooooo!!!”  Then she wrinkled her forehead in confusion.  “Moo?”

Ma stood up and looked over at Jane.  Jane shuddered as she tried to anticipate what the woman was thinking.  Then she felt relief as she heard Ma say, “That one won’t need the treatment.  She don’t moo but at least she don’t complain.”  Jane sighed and felt another shudder rush through her body.

“Now we just need to finish preparing this new little cow,” said Ma.  She turned back to the workbench and picked up another syringe, this one being much longer.  She knelt again and then gripped one of Penny’s breasts.  She squeezed it and plumped it until she was satisfied.  Then she plunged the needle deep into the tip of the nipple, eliciting a screech from Penny that came out like another moo.  The actions were repeated on the other breast and then Ma stood up again.

“Hook ‘em up, boys,” she instructed.  Both girls were led to the milking machine and bound.  The cups were fitted over the four breasts and then the machine was turned on.  Soon, white liquid was flowing through four transparent plastic tubes.

The last scene to be filmed was the two brothers kneeling behind the two girls who were being so obscenely milked.  They plunged their cocks into the two vulnerable assholes and started pumping away.

“I think we’ll have steaks tomorrow, boys,” announced Ma.  “Figure out which one we should butcher and I’ll send in Pa with his knives.”

To be continued

Chapter 6

“Isn’t that risky?” asked Sol.  “What happens when she goes to the police?”

Ricardo laughed.  “Nothing happens.  That’s the beauty of it.  She can go to the police and file a complaint but nothing can happen.  They don’t have jurisdiction down here.  And even if the US government lodges a complaint, it will fall on deaf ears.  We did nothing illegal based on the laws of Cuchilla.”

“She can go to the media to try to expose us,” he continued.  “But all that will do is sell more of our movies.  But she won’t do that, my friend.  Instead, she’ll try to go back to her former quiet and comfortable life and try to block out this past month.”

“Well maybe it isn’t risky,” said Sol.  “But it sure is foolhardy.  You own a perfectly good slave girl who has to be worth a mild fortune.  You should at least sell her to get your value out of her.  Hell, I’ll buy her from you.”

Ricardo smiled knowingly.  “But you see, my friend, I am already getting a mild fortune out of her.  Her movies are exceptional.  They will be the hottest selling things the industry has ever seen.”

“And the beauty is,” he went on.  “Well there are two things, actually.  One is that she will live in a constant state of humiliation once people learn of her movies.  That is better than anything that I could do to her here.  I’ll have her watched and recorded and I’ll get to savor every delicious detail of that humiliation.”

“But the best thing is that she won’t be finished with her movies.”

Sol raised an eyebrow at that remark and Ricardo paused for effect.

“When the public grows tired of the batch of movies that we made this month, which I don’t expect any time soon, I’ll have her collected again and brought back here.  We’ll make a whole new batch of films and release them to her admiring public.  It’s the best of all possible worlds.”

“It still seems risky to me,” commented Sol.  “And it seems like a lot of work, if you ask me.  You already own her.  Why have to go through the trouble of capturing and transporting her again when you could simply keep her here?”

“But I would miss out on the delights of her humiliation if I did that,” responded Ricardo.  “And besides, collecting her won’t be a problem.  There’s always an opening.  There’s always a vulnerability if you are just patient.”

“I thought I might wait until she’s pregnant again for the next time.”  Ricardo was on a roll now.  “A tall statuesque blonde with a rounded, bulging belly is almost too good to pass up.  I can come up with dozens of scripts for those movies.  I might even lend her to your company for a few movies.  I’m sure you can come up with a few plots for her.”

Sol nodded.  “Yes, quite a few.”

“So there you have it,” said Ricardo.  “We throw her back into the pond for now.  Then we hook her and reel her in later when we want her.”

Sol nodded, even though he truly did not understand the logic.  “I’m sure that you know what’s best, Ricardo.  But my offer still stands.  If you change your mind, I’ll buy her in a heartbeat.  Just name the price.”

“I’ll keep that in mind, Sol,” said Ricardo.  “Maybe at some point in the future, I’ll sell her to you.”

“How is the rich bitch doing?  Are you planning on releasing her too?” asked Sol.

“I honestly don’t know what I’m going to do with her,” replied Ricardo with a note of frustration in his voice.  “I won’t release her, that’s for sure.  She has been profitable enough in the movies we have released but we just haven’t been able to tame her.”

“I thought about selling her to the club,” he continued.  “But she’s likely to bite off one of the patrons’ cocks.  Maybe I’ll just sell her at one of the upcoming auctions and let her be someone else’s problem.”

“Has she healed up enough to start filming again?”  Sol remembered how battered and bruised Bethany had been earlier in the week.

“Oh, she’s fine now,” replied Ricardo.  “I sampled her treats last night and she didn’t have a mark on her.  She sure doesn’t like anal, though.  I have never heard so much profanity coming out of a girl as I did while my cock was slicing into her ass.”

Sol laughed.  “That’s what gags are for.  Maybe I should sample her before I leave.  Is she available this evening?”

“She should be,” Ricardo responded.  “She’s out on the set today but she should be in reasonable condition when she’s returned.  A few welts and bruises but nothing serious.  In the meantime, I was going to preview a few of Jane’s movies with her this afternoon.  You are welcome to join us.”

“I might do that,” the fat man replied.  “I was in your editing room yesterday and saw them putting the finishing touches on one of her films.  Your engineers are like magicians.  I think you’ll like what you see based on the little that I saw.  Oh, and by the way, that milking machine that you used in the movie is ingenious.  I’ll have to get one of those for myself.  Makes a man really crave fresh milk.”

Ricardo laughed.  “Yes, I love that thing too.  It’s wonderfully humiliating for the girls and it displays them so well while they’re being drained.”

Juanita arrived about an hour later, leading Jane into the office.  Jane shuddered as she remembered her last visit to this room.  She shuddered again when she glanced around the room and saw the disgusting, overweight man sitting in one of the chairs and leering at her.

“Buenos Dios, Master,” said Juanita.  “I have brought your girl, like you requested.”

“Buenos Dios, Juanita.  And hello, Jane.”

“Hello, Master,” replied Jane with her eyes cast down.

“I thought we could preview some more of your movies before we release them tomorrow,” Ricardo explained.  “You seemed to enjoy the last batch that I showed you.”

“Yes, Master,” said Jane.  In reality, she had no desire to watch any more of the filth.  But in reality, she also had no desire to be beaten again.  So she tried to act as grateful as she could.  “Thank you.”

“Juanita, you should stay,” instructed Ricardo.  “You may be needed.”

“Yes, Master,” Juanita responded.  The naked Hispanic girl remained by the doorway and glanced at Jane before looking at Sol, wondering what her role would be today.  “Where would you like me?”

“Strap Jane into the frame first,” said Ricardo.  “Then perhaps you can attend to my good friend Sol.”

Juanita shuddered at the thought of doing anything with the fat American but smiled obediently at Ricardo’s words.  “Yes, Master.  Come along, Jane.”

Juanita lightly gripped Jane’s elbow and led the tall blonde across the room.  Jane took a deep breath and then compliantly let the much smaller girl position her in the horrid device.  She felt the straps being applied and trapping her against the tubes that made up the frame.  Once Juanita was finished, she leaned down and kissed Jane’s cheek.  “You are so beautiful.  Be brave.  I love you.”

Jane was taken aback by the announcement and didn’t know how to reply.  “Thank you” was all that she could come up with.

“Let’s start the first movie,” said Ricardo as he stepped behind Jane, letting his hand move over the magnificent exposed flesh of Jane’s ass and back.  “Sol, you might want to move closer for a better view.”

Jane tried to turn her head to see if Ricardo meant a better view of the movie or a better view of her being fucked.  But the straps held her tightly in place and the only place she could see was the panel on the wall that concealed the television monitor.

“Sounds like a great idea,” Sol replied.  Jane heard movement off to the side and then heard a chair being scraped across the floor behind her.  “Girl, work on this.  You can watch the movie with me once you get it hard.”

Jane sighed as she imagined poor, beautiful Juanita having to kneel and suck on the pathetic cock of the fat man.  She heard a zipper and, soon after that, heard the slurping sounds of Juanita giving Sol a blowjob.

Jane felt hands stroking her flesh and then grimaced as she felt fingers squeeze her bottom cheeks and pry them apart.  She knew what would happen next.  Then, as expected, she felt the tip of Ricardo’s cock pressing against her little pucker, straining it uncomfortably.  She sucked in her breath to prepare for the pain that would be next to follow.

“You simply have to try this, Sol,” said Ricardo once his cock was halfway embedded in the blonde slave.  Jane was panting at this point, trying desperately to adjust to the intrusion.  “This girl is so tight, it’s like being held in a warm, soft vise.”

“Yes,” replied Sol.  His voice was slightly ragged from the ministrations of Juanita’s lips and tongue.  “I sampled her ass last week when you loaned her to me.  You are right.  It’s delightfully tight.”

“You might want to slow down a bit, Sol,” warned Ricardo.  “We have two movies to preview.  You should pace yourself.”

“Quite right,” Sol responded.  “No sense in rushing through this.  Climb into my lap, girl.”  Jane heard a little rustling and then heard Juanita moan softly.  She knew that the gross man’s cock was now embedded in the little Latina.

Jane groaned as she saw that her real name had been used in the credits again.  She knew that word would get around to those who knew her eventually.  It would be totally humiliating for her.  It wouldn’t be so bad if it was obvious that she was being forced against her will to make the movies or if it was obvious that she found what was happening in the films to be disgusting.  But with the fear of punishment looming in her mind when she was acting and the way in which the films were edited, she appeared to be a willing participant.  Willing didn’t really describe it well, she knew.  She remembered that from the movies that she had already previewed.  In those, she looked like she was enthusiastically participating and that she was even enjoying the abuse at times.

The current movie on the screen was shot on the desert set.  A group of Arab-looking men and women were standing around at an oasis.  Two camels were drinking from a small pond of water.  And four naked blonde girls were attached to a rope that was strung between two palm trees.  Three of the girls wore the skull and crossbones on their rump.  The fourth one in the coffle was Jane.

“Today, my son,” said one of the men who was dressed as a nomad, “you start your own harem.”  He was speaking to the shorter male who appeared to be about fourteen or fifteen.  “Pick the girl you want.”

“How should I select one, Father?” asked the boy.  “I don’t know what to do.”

“You should inspect them and decide which one you like,” the father instructed.  “Do you find any of them attractive?”

“They are all beautiful, Father,” the boy said.  Indeed, they were all beautiful.  Each of the nude forms was perfect.  Each of the four faces was gorgeous.  All of the beauties had bountiful breasts that were high and firm.  Jane’s, which were quite generous in her mind, were actually the smallest of the group.

The rest of the movie was simply an exercise in humiliation and sex.  It was pure pornography.  The father showed the boy how to properly inspect a girl.  Fingers probed and pinched.  Nipples were stretched.  Breasts were squeezed and lifted and slapped.  Jane saw herself on the screen blushing almost constantly.  In the end, Jane was selected by the boy, which came as no surprise to her.  She assumed that’s what the script called for in the first place.

Throughout the remainder of the movie, she sexually serviced the teenager in every way imaginable.  It was revolting to her to be having sex with someone so young.  But she had no choice in the matter.  She did what she had to do to avoid punishment and to survive.  At least she was not beaten or whipped in the making of the movie.  That was at least some small consolation.

The movie ended with Ricardo’s cock still lodged in her ass, slowly stroking in and out.  She had tried throughout the movie to coax a climax out of him so he would soften and slip out of her bottom but he remained hard and successfully evaded her attempts to urge an orgasm out of him.

“Can we take a short break before you start the next movie, Ricardo?” asked Sol.  “I need to relieve myself and I don’t want to miss anything.  By the way, that first movie was exceptional.  I especially loved all of the blushing.”

“Thank you, Sol,” smiled Ricardo.  He reached down and patted Jane’s left bottom cheek as he slowly withdrew his cock from her asshole.  “I’m quite proud of my newest pet.”

Jane grimaced at being referred to as a pet.  It was degrading in her mind.  But she realized that was exactly how Ricardo viewed her.  She was nothing more than a pet or a plaything in his mind.  It was something that she would have to get used to.

“But don’t bother with the bathroom, Sol,” Ricardo continued.  “We have two toilets here with us.  Use one of the girls.  Besides, they’re probably thirsty at this point.”

Jane’s eyes flew wide open at those words.  Did that mean what she thought it meant?  If so, that was disgusting!

“Capital idea,” grinned Sol.  “I’ve never tried that before.”

Jane heard rustling behind her and felt Ricardo’s rod starting to slide back into her ass.  She groaned as the fat man emerged into her view and felt her heart starting to pound.  She wanted to scream out in protest.  There was no way this was going to happen!

Sol grinned down at the bound blonde and reached up, tapping the top of her head with a finger.  “Open up, girl.”

Jane tried to shake her head in refusal but her bindings prevented that.  At least she could keep her mouth shut.  There was no way that she was about to let him pee into her mouth!

Ricardo sensed the girl’s refusal.  It was understandable, really.  Nobody in their right mind would willingly drink someone else’s piss.  But while it was completely understandable, it was also completely unacceptable.  Her body belonged to him now and he made the decisions about how it would be used.  And he had already decided that she would be a human toilet today.

He leaned forward and laid his torso on her back.  He reached around her and lifted her heavy, dangling breasts in his hands, holding them.  “Be a good girl for me,” he told her.  “Make me proud.  You won’t enjoy the alternative.  Trust me on that.”

His fingers captured her nipples and he started rolling them back and forth.  Jane whimpered at the situation she was in.  She didn’t want to participate in this filth one bit.  But she also knew that she would be horribly punished if she refused.  Reluctantly, she finally opened her mouth despite wanting to scream.

She closed her eyes to shut out the world, not wanting to witness any of this most recent degradation.  She felt Sol place the tip of his cock on her lower lip and then felt the shaft, which was still hard from fucking Juanita, sliding along her tongue.  She could taste the other girl’s juices on the vile man’s cock.

“Open your eyes, girl,” commanded Sol.  “I want you to look up at me during this.”

Obediently but reluctantly, Jane opened her eyes and was staring at the fat belly which overhung the man’s belt.  With great effort, she was able to raise her eyes and saw the gross man smirking as he looked down at her.

Ricardo was stroking the length of the nipples that he was still toying with.  His cock was buried fully in her ass as he continued to lie across her back.  “Don’t spill any.  I want you to drink every last drop.”

Jane just whimpered at his command.

The flow started slowly at first.  Jane tasted it and had to fight back her gagging reflex.  She couldn’t believe that this was happening to her!  The flow of urine increased steadily and she finally had to force herself to swallow.  She thought she was going to vomit but somehow that did not happen.

The urine kept flowing into her mouth and she had to swallow quickly over and over again.  It was inhuman what they were forcing her to do!  More and more of the acrid, warm fluid flowed down her throat.  She felt her stomach churning as it was assaulted by the toxic liquid.

Finally, the flow started to slow.  Thank god, she thought.  At least this ordeal is almost over.  Once the urine stopped, Sol pulled out his cock which was still hard and gathered her hair in his hand, wiping off his shaft with it.

“You have her trained well, Ricardo,” he said.  “She makes an excellent toilet.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed her,” Ricardo replied as he stood up again.  Then he pulled completely out of her ass and walked until he was standing in front of her.  “I might as well relieve myself too before we start the next movie.”

Oh god, not more!  Jane wasn’t sure that she could take any more.  Her belly already felt full.  Ricardo placed the tip of his cock at her lips and she almost threw up at that point.  The cock had just been pulled out of her ass and it smelled vile.  But she was able to choke back the gags and obediently parted her lips.  Again, she felt a cock slithering along her tongue and again she struggled to keep from vomiting.  The urine flowed quickly after that and she dutifully swallowed all of it.  Eventually, he pulled out and used her hair to dry his cock.

“Let’s check out the second movie,” said Ricardo.  Then he moved behind her and reinserted his shaft into her bottom.

This movie was the one that was filmed at the farm set.  She watched wistfully at her image actually wearing clothes.  It was one of the few times since her arrival that her body was even partially concealed.

Once again, she was impressed with her acting.  That was a talent that she didn’t even realize that she had.  And once again, she was impressed with the quality of the filming and the picture.  The material might have been filthy but the filming and editing were great.

During this movie, Ricardo started toying with her clit, giving her a series unwanted orgasms.  Her first climax occurred when she was being milked in the movie.  He delivered her second orgasm as her onscreen image was being fucked by the dog.  And the third one was when the piglets were suckling on that other poor girl’s breasts.

The ending included a scene that she had not seen.  It must have been shot after she had left the set.

“We’re almost ready for the barbeque sauce, Pa,” said Lucas who was looking off-screen.  Jane blinked as she saw what was behind Lucas and then almost vomited again as she realized what she was looking at.  A spit was turning over a bed of coals.  And it looked like a girl was on the spit, although she couldn’t tell if it was real or not.  The metal rod penetrated the asshole and presumably travelled through whatever the thing that was rotating above the coals was.  Lucas was standing in front of where the head would be so she couldn’t tell if it really was a girl or if it was just some prop that they were using.  Could it be the other girl who had been captured with her early in the movie? The flesh was golden brown and it looked like it had been cooking for some time.

Oh god, she thought.  They wouldn’t really do that, would they?  She only hoped that this was just the result of some elaborate special effects.

A male entered the screen from the direction Lucas had been looking.  He carried a tray with two objects on them.  They were flesh colored and jiggled slightly with every step.  Jane squinted and looked closer.  Oh god!  They looked like two breasts!

Penny!

“I just finished butchering the cow,” Pa said as he stopped in front of Lucas.  “Let me go put these in the freezer and I’ll come back with the barbeque sauce.”

“They look delicious, Pa,” said Lucas, licking his lips as he looked at the two items on the tray.  “We gonna have those tomorrow?”

“Nah,” replied Pa.  “I’m gonna save them for Ma’s birthday next month.  You know how she loves her titties.”

“It’s gonna be a feast!” exclaimed Lucas.  Then the movie thankfully ended and Ricardo finally climaxed, depositing his load of sperm into her ass.

“So what did you think, Sol?” asked Ricardo after he got his breath back.

“Fantastic!” replied an enthusiastic Sol.  “Both of those movies were spectacular.  Only in Cuchilla could something that exciting be made!”

“You are right about that, my friend,” nodded Ricardo who started releasing Jane from the frame.  Eventually the bindings were gone and she stood up, turning to see the naked Juanita still bouncing up and down in Sol’s lap.

Ricardo stood in front of Jane and ran his hands lightly up her sides.  “You are one of a kind, Jane.  You are simply priceless.”

Jane averted her eyes in shame.  It was nice to receive praise.  But it was so wrong to be complimented for the lewd things she had done.  “Thank you, Master.”

“You are welcome, pet,” he smiled.  “Are you thirsty?  Would you like something to drink?”

Jane’s eyes opened wide in fear at the words.  She quickly shook her head back and forth.  “No, Master.  I’m fine.  But thank you for asking.”

Ricardo chuckled at the response as Sol grunted, finally climaxing.  He saw Juanita quickly scrambling off of the fat American and beckoned her.

“Juanita, my flower,” he said to the girl.  “Take my treasure back to her room.  I will want her early tomorrow so see that she is well rested.”

“Yes, Master,” nodded Juanita.  Then she led Jane from the room back to the opulent prison where she was kept.

Chapter 7

Jane sat at the kitchen table, staring into the cup of tea before her.  Everything was happening so fast that she did not know what was real and what wasn’t any more.  She was so off balance.  She was so thankful and yet so afraid at the same time.  A shudder rushed through her body.

The police had just left.  She spent the past hour with two detectives who questioned her until she was exhausted.  She finally had to ask that they leave and return tomorrow if they had more questions.  They acted understanding and did leave but they told her that they would definitely return the following day.

She learned during the questioning that her husband had been the prime suspect.  It was assumed by the police that she had been murdered and that her husband had been responsible.  It was so unfair.  She knew that her husband loved her and that he couldn’t possibly do anything that might even upset her, let alone harm her.

As the questioning went on, it became obvious to Jane that the detectives had a new theory.  It was obvious to Jane that they assumed she had abandoned her family for a month-long vacation or lark.  That too was so unfair.  She had been kidnapped!

She couldn’t imagine how they could think that.  She told them everything that had happened to her right from the beginning when she had been kidnapped.  Well, she told them a lot of what happened; but not all of it.  She left out the details of her sexual use and abuse and she left out the fact that much of what they did to her had been filmed.  She didn’t want the two detectives rushing out to buy one of her movies.

But she did tell them that she had been taken to Cuchilla by a man named Ricardo.  And she did tell them that she had been repeatedly and almost constantly raped during her captivity.  But she never said how many men or women raped or how they used her.  And she never let on that she seemed to be in a perpetual orgasm while she was held prisoner.  That would have been too embarrassing.

“How did you escape?” asked one of the detectives.

“I didn’t escape,” she replied honestly.  “The security was so tight that escape was impossible.  He just released me.”

She saw the detective raise his eyebrows.  It did sound far-fetched, even to her.  But that’s exactly what happened.

“Why would he do that?” the detective questioned.

“I don’t know,” she answered.  “I didn’t ask and he didn’t say.  Maybe he just got tired of me.”

Now the detective furrowed his brow.  Jane saw his eyes travelling over her body as if assessing her.  “Highly doubtful,” he said.

That had been the end of the questioning.  Now she was alone and staring at her cup of tea.  Why had he let her go?  Why had he kidnapped her in the first place?  She only hoped that she could return to normal and get back to her former self.  But she knew that would be hard and that it would probably take a long time.  She had already experienced the emotional scars that were left from the past month.

When she first got home, one of the first things she wanted to do was nurse her baby girl.  She and her husband sat together and Jane pulled Annie to her breast as she told her husband some of what had happened to her and how much she missed him.

Annie welcomed the nipple home and her tiny lips and tongue went to work immediately.  But as Jane felt her milk let down, all that she could think about was the fat American who had been so infatuated with her milk-filled breasts.  She finally had to pull Annie away and feed her a bottle.  She would try again tomorrow.

She was sure that there were more scars left inside of her that would emerge painfully over time.  It was so unfair.

Her last day of captivity had been bizarre.  She had played it back in her mind over and over again during her flights home.  Her release was a shock to her.  It was a very welcome shock, but it was a shock all the same.

Ricardo had her bound in another frame.  That man sure loved his frames.  It was obvious that he did not like wiggly, squirmy girls when he fucked them.  Once again, Jane was almost completely immobilized.  She could lift her head and she could wiggle her fingers and toes.  Other than that, she could not move a muscle.

She was lying on her back and was horizontal this time.  Her arms were bound to tubes that kept them extended out fully from her body and parallel to the floor.  Her legs were also attached to metal tubes but they stretched upward and were parted widely.  When Jane lifted her head, her legs looked like a V.  She knew that she was very vulnerable in this position.

Ricardo sampled each part of her body during this very long session.  He started at her head by lowering the pad that was supporting it.  This caused her head to roll back and he took advantage of this position by placing the tip of his cock at her lips.  Reluctantly, Jane opened her mouth.  There really was no other choice.  To resist would have been futile and painful.

The cock slowly slid into her mouth.  In this position, she found herself staring at his balls which drew closer as more and more of the cock entered her mouth.  The cock slowly pumped in and out and she saw the balls advance and retreat, never quite reaching her.  Finally, he slid in again only this time he did not stop.  She felt the cock stabbing at the back of her throat and fought to control her gag instinct.

She opened her eyes wide as she felt the cock pressing into her and groaned as it slipped into her throat.  And there was still more cock that was still outside of her mouth!  He kept pushing and she watched as, inch by inch, the shaft disappeared.  Eventually, the balls were pressed against her nose and the pushing ended.  He was deep-throating her now!  Nobody had ever done that to her before.  She wasn’t even sure that it was possible until now.

That was when she realized that she couldn’t breathe!  The huge shaft embedded in her throat prevented her from breathing through her mouth.  And the heavy balls blocked her nostrils, preventing her from breathing through her nose.  She groaned.  He was going to kill her!

The shaft moved slightly in and out but he never moved enough to let her breath.  The balls continued to press against her nostrils, blocking off her airways.

“Such a beautiful pet,” she heard him say.  His hands were claiming her breasts now and she could feel his fingers sinking into her soft, yielding flesh.  “What to do with you; what to do with you.  So many possibilities.”

She was becoming desperate for air now.  He had been suffocating her for a long time and she needed to breathe.  But he just kept moving slightly in and out, denying her air.  His fingers gripped her nipples and he stretched them upward, causing her to wince.  She was grunting now in an attempt to get his attention so she could breathe.  She was sure that she must be turning blue at this point.

“Your first two movies set first day sales records, little one,” he told her as his cock continued to pulsate in her throat.  “I’m going to make you a star.”

She grunted again.

At last, he pulled out.  Jane thankfully felt the cock sliding over her lips.  The balls moved away and the tip of the cock emerged from her throat.  She coughed and then sucked in a lung full of air.  She coughed several more times and watched the balls moving even further away until the shaft was no longer in her mouth at all.  She saw it standing erectly in front of her face, glistening with her saliva.  Ricardo lifted her head and then secured the pad back in place to support her.

He moved to her side and reached out, grasping her left breast in both hands.  He squeezed the soft mound, compressing it at the base.  Then he leaned down and sucked the nipple into his mouth, pulsing it several times.  Jane lifted her head and saw her captor feasting on her tender orb as if he was a starving man.

She felt her milk let down and knew that he was now drinking her precious fluid.  He released the nipple and just manipulated the breast with his fingers, sending a fine mist of white into the air.

“Do you like it when I play with you, little one?” he asked.

“Oooo, yes, Master,” she lied.  She hated it!  How could he possibly think that she received any pleasure from being used and abused?  But she also did not want to provoke him or make him angry in any way.  “Thank you, Master.”

He smiled at her response and then lowered his head, sucking the tender bud back into his mouth.  He fed from her breast for ten minutes, the longest he had paid attention to them in that way.  When he was satisfied with that one, he moved to her right side and repeated the actions.

After a few minutes, he straightened up and wiped the milk from his lips with the back of his hand.  “I received an interesting call from a dairy farmer in Argentina yesterday.  He heard about my precious pet and made the inquiry.  It seems that his farm specializes in human milk and he asked about buying you.”

Jane felt a chill snake down her spine at those words.  Maybe her nightmare was about to get worse.

“He offered me ten million pesos,” Ricardo went on as his fingers manipulated the beautiful mound that he had been dining on moments before.  “Imagine that.  That’s a lot of money.  And he has never even seen you.”

Jane did not know what a peso was worth.  But ten million of them must be worth a lot.  “Did you sell me, Master?” she asked, not sure that she wanted to hear the answer.

“No, my pet,” he said as he leaned down to kiss her on the lips.  She was revolted by the unwanted intimacy but did her best not to show it.  She returned the kiss as eagerly as she could and even parted her lips for his tongue to explore and claim her mouth.  “At least not yet.”

He resumed suckling on the perfectly formed breast and continued for about ten minutes.  Then he straightened up and let his fingers trail down her belly.  “It’s good to start to understand your value, though.  If I do sell you, I know that you are worth at least that much.”

Again, she felt that chill snake down her spine.  Her heart started racing but then she willed herself to calm down.  After all, she was in no position to do anything about anything at the moment.

He moved to the end of the table.  Jane lifted her head and saw that his cock was still amazingly erect.  Now is when I get fucked, she thought to herself.  It’s just a question of which hole he would help himself to.

She breathed a sigh of relief when she felt the tip of his cock at her petals and then pushing easily into her lubricated pussy.  She was already wet and ready for him, as always it seemed these days.  He slowly pumped in and out of her sex and leaned forward, gripping her breasts again.  He toyed with the fleshy mounds as he stroked his cock into her body over and over again.  Finally, he stopped and pulled out.

Jane gulped.  Uh oh, she thought.  This is where it starts to get unpleasant.

As expected, Ricardo repositioned his cock and pushed forward.  Jane groaned as she felt the pressure on her sphincter.  But the tight little pucker offered very little resistance this time.  He pushed into her and then slid in until he was fully embedded in her bottom.  Jane moaned at the intrusion but there was no pain this time.  She realized that her ass had been fucked so many times in the past month that it must have gotten used to the disgusting act.

Once again, he was slow and methodical.  His eyes roamed over her nudity and admired its perfection.  He was a lucky man to own this exquisite creature.

At one point, she lifted her head.  She blushed furiously as she saw him gazing back at her admiringly.

“You have been such a good girl for me,” he said as he pushed his cock deep, causing her to gasp.  “I want to give you a reward.  I will grant you one wish.”

Jane blinked, not believing what she just heard.  This was the first time in a month that she had been offered anything or asked to make any kind of decision.

“What do you wish for, my precious pet?” he asked, knowing full well what her request would be.

Jane blinked again.  Was this a trick question?  How should she respond?  Finally, she took a deep breath and replied.

“I wish to go home, Master.”

Ricardo suppressed a smile.  This was the request that he anticipated.  And he was ready to grant her wish.  He would send her home, at least temporarily.

“Then so it shall be, my beautiful girl.”

Jane blinked once again.  Had she heard him right?  She fully expected that she would be punished for that request.  Never in a million years did she think that he would ever let her leave.

“Tomorrow morning, you will leave this place.  By tomorrow night, you will be at home with your family.”

“Oh, thank you, Master,” she gushed.  Tears came to her eyes.  She was so happy.  “Thank you.  Thank you.”

“But first a couple of gifts,” he told her.  With that, he plunged deep into her again, causing her to grunt and causing her belly to cramp.  She felt him tense and heard him groan.  She knew that he had deposited his seed in her bowels.  After he softened, he pulled out and then got dressed.  “That was your first gift.  And now for your second gift.”

Just then, Juanita knocked on the door and stepped into the office.  “Your new guest has arrived, Master.”

“Thank you, Juanita.  Please show her in.”

“Yes, Master,” nodded Juanita and then she disappeared back to the hallway.  She returned a minute later and led a woman into the office.

“Ah, Angela,” beamed Ricardo as he crossed the room and gave the woman a hug.  “It’s so good to see you again.  I was afraid that you might change your mind.”

Angela laughed.  “It’s good to see you again also, Ricardo.  And the thought did cross my mind that I should reject your hospitality.  But it sounded like too much fun.  So here I am.”

Ricardo placed his hands on her shoulders and held her at arm’s length, letting his eyes travel up and down her body.  “Yes, here you are; and as beautiful as ever.”

Jane lifted her head and looked at the newcomer.  The woman was indeed beautiful.  She looked to be about ten years older than Jane but had a gorgeous face and a stunning figure.

“You are too flattering, Ricardo,” smiled Angela.  Then she looked over at Jane.  “Oh, what have we here?”  She walked across the room until she was standing beside Jane’s bound body.

“This is my latest project,” replied Ricardo.  “Her name is Jane.  Jane, say hello to Angela.” 

Jane was blushing again as the woman looked down on her vulnerable body.  “Hello, Mistress.”

“She’s adorable,” smiled Angela.  “And so well trained.  How long have you owned her?”

“Only a month,” said Ricardo.  “But she’s a very fast learner.”

“She’s simply beautiful,” said Angela and ran her palm over Jane’s left breast.  “Where did you buy her?”

“No purchase needed on this one,” Ricardo responded.  “I had her collected by my team.”

“Oh,” nodded the woman as she gripped the nipple and rolled it around.  “Cut out the middle man.  That’s smart.  Is she one of the girls we’ll be hunting?”

Jane gulped.  They hunted girls here?  What did that mean?

“Alas no,” sighed Ricardo.  “She’s being sent home tomorrow.”

Angela raised her eyebrows.  “Sent home?  Is this some sort of catch and release program?  Isn’t that a bit risky to be releasing her?  Why not sell her?”

Ricardo nodded.  He had been over all of this before with Sol and he had no desire to repeat his logic.  “I have thought this through and I know what I’m doing, Angela.”

“Okay,” replied Angela.  “But it seems like such a waste of a beautiful girl.”

“She is beautiful, isn’t she?” commented Ricardo.  “But I promised her that I would release her.  And tomorrow, she goes home.”

Angela shook her head in disbelief.  It seemed so foolish to her.  And it seemed like such a waste.  She was thinking that she might even make an offer on the blonde beauty.  But she already owned two girls.  A third one might be a bit much.

“I promised her one more gift before she goes, though.  I was about to give it to her when you arrived.  Would you like to stay and watch?”

“Sure,” said Angela.  “I’d love to.”

Ricardo went to his desk and retrieved a few items.  He returned and placed them on a table near the foot of the frame that held Jane.  Then he reached out and gripped the naked girl’s clit hood, stretching it away from her slightly.

“This is just a small token to remind her of her time here on the ranch.”  With that, he picked up what looked like a leather punch and held it to Jane’s crotch.  He closed the grip and punched a hole through the little flap of skin, causing Jane to shriek as pain surged through her body.  Then he picked up a gold ring and inserted it through the hole, closing it with a click.  Dangling from the ring was a tiny gold skull and crossbones which rested on her slick petals.

“That should be permanent enough,” he told Angela.  “I’m not sure that it can ever be removed without tearing the flesh.

Jane was still whimpering as she tried to adjust to the pain.  Angela was still toying with her nipple which distracted her a little but not enough to block out the ache between her thighs.

“It looks lovely on her,” smiled Angela.  “I’m sure she’ll treasure it always.”

Her cup of tea was cold now.  She got up and made herself a fresh cup and then sat back down and stared at it.  This morning, she had been far away in a threatening land called Cuchilla.  Now, she was at home in the safety of her family.  She didn’t know why her ordeal had ended but it had and she was thankful.

The little gold skull and crossbones was a constant reminder to her of the past month.  Maybe she would get used to it someday.  Or better yet, she might find a way of having it removed, although it would be extremely embarrassing to have someone working on so intimate of a spot.  She had not yet told anyone about it and she wondered what her husband would think when he saw her new jewelry.

The last thing she saw at her place of captivity was odd.  She was standing at the front door waiting for the chauffeur to bring the car around.  Down the hallway, she saw Ricardo standing with Angela.  Ricardo looked like he was ready for an African safari and was dressed for a hunt.  A pistol was in the holster on his belt and a rifle was slung over his shoulder.  Angela, on the other hand, was dressed quite differently.  Small pieces of leather that were held up by leather thongs served as a bra, but just barely.  The scraps of leather covered little more than her nipples and left most of her bountiful breasts exposed to view.  And the little, thin loincloth that was fastened to another thong tied around her waist barely afforded her any coverage.  She looked like some sort of primitive native.  Was she going to be Ricardo’s guide during the hunt or was she going to be Ricardo’s prey?

She shuddered at the thought of the man hunting the woman and was glad that she was leaving this insane, perverted place.

She had to admit, though, that Angela was beautiful.  She might have been older than Jane by about ten years but she didn’t look like it.  And with so much flesh exposed, Jane could see that the older woman had the body of a twenty year old.  She only hoped that the woman survived the day.

The End