'Oh yes, just right... mmm...'
Zoe was unable to drag her gaze away as the young girl taunted her, slowly sliding inch after inch of the shiny gold and black tube into her sex. Vanessa hung her head back as she slid the vibrator into her until Zoe could only see its end, the tip of Vanessa's middle finger pressed over it to keep it in place.
She watched in frustration as Vanessa brought herself to orgasm, pumping the vibrator harder and harder, her legs wide apart and her stomach clenching as she thrust herself down onto it at each inward plunge, and then arching convulsively as her climax hit. For a moment she slumped contentedly then withdrew the vibrator from her body. With the device glistening with her sex juice and still humming, she crouched over the foot of the bed and stroked up Zoe's spread thighs with it.
'Uhh, please, fuck me with it Vanessa, I beg you!'
'Okay then,' the younger girl laughed softly then rubbed the tip of the vibrator over the crater of Zoe's anus making her squirm and sigh. Slowly the vibrator was insinuated into her body, her rectum being relentlessly widened until the shaft could be admitted. Zoe sighed, tossing her head from side to side and writhing against the straps that held her arms and legs outstretched.
'Too tight...' Zoe gasped, breathlessly.
'Shall I stop?'
'No... no...'
The need to come now was too great and Zoe wanted the vibrator inside her body desperately. She moaned softly, closing her eyes as the device was pushed deeper into her arse and the vibrations rippled deeply through her.
'You enjoy that Zoe, while I find myself something else to wear.'
Zoe looked up to see Vanessa slide herself from the bed. The blonde girl slipped the bikini top from her breasts and tore open some of the tissue paper parcels until she found a gossamer fine black G-string that pleased her. Zoe moaned softly as she felt the vibrator bringing her closer and closer a long awaited climax.
'Don't you think this suits me, Zoe?'
Zoe opened her eyes again and looked up to see Vanessa fastening a delicate lace edged bra that barely contained the swell of her generous breasts.
'Uhh... yes... yes...'
She tried to arch her back, the vibrations rippling through her body were so good...at last... she sighed dreamily, gazing at Vanessa who was wriggling into a black Lycra mini skirt.
Zoe gasped and bucked on the bed as the vibrator brought her to climax. Exhausted and dazed, she gazed up at the lithe, blonde girl looking down at her.
'Nice to see you enjoying yourself so much while you're tied up and helpless, Zoe. You'll be well appreciated at the slave auction!'
Zoe watched in dismay as Vanessa left the room. So they were going to sell her as a sex slave. She knew only too well of the rumoured white slave market in Karunga.
The daughter of a British diplomat in a neighbouring country had been abducted and smuggled across the border into Karunga only last year. Whilst negotiations went on with the kidnappers, the SES had been put on standby and a plan had been formulated for some SES agents to get themselves abducted. Once in the slave market they would break out, find the girl, rescue her and be airlifted out by the SAS at a pre-arranged rendezvous site. The rescue plan had been launched but it had gone disastrously wrong. The four SES agents had posed as innocent young girls on a hiking holiday in the neighbouring African State. They had been ambushed by a group of heavily armed bandits and a tracking device one girl had hidden on her showed that they were taken across the border into Karunga. But then the signal from the tracking device had stopped and the military satellite tracking them by infrared lost them in the dense rainforest. A month later a United States CIA team reported that a bondage and torture web-site run from a location in a South American country was showing pictures of a girl who was confirmed as being one of the lost SES agents.
Zoe was still anxiously wondering about what fate lay in store for her when Auda, Basil and Vanessa came into the cabin.
'Okay, let's get her ready for some shots,' said Auda, matter-of-factly. 'Dress her first.'
'Vanessa's told me what you're planning!' Zoe blurted. 'For pity's sake, listen Auda, the British Government will match any price you might get for me there. Please, don't do this...'
The Arab caught hold of Zoe by the jaw, holding her head still so that she had to meet his gaze. She had been untied and hauled from the bed, Basil grasping her wrists behind her back.
'I've little affection for the British Government,' Auda announced, 'They've done nothing to save my people from a cruel dictatorship. They practically condone that tyrant who styles himself as King! No, I'm sorry, you'll be sold at the Karunga slave market and I'll put the money I get for you to a worthwhile cause!'
'For mercy's sake Auda! Look, the British Government will pay a ransom for me! Don't send me to the slave market, please!' Zoe begged.
'I've heard enough from her,' Auda growled, 'Vanessa, gag her.'
'What shall I use, Auda?' Vanessa asked.
'You choose, anything just as long it silences her!'
Zoe tried to back away as a moment later Vanessa approached her, a rubber facemask dangling from one hand. Basil tightened his grip on her arms and nudged her forwards.
'No... please...'
'I think this suits you,' Vanessa laughed, pulling the rubber snugly around Zoe's head.
The thick latex came across her mouth, moulding tightly under her chin and around her throat. She felt it stretching tautly over her cheeks, leaving just her nose and around her eyes exposed, except for two strips of latex that ran from over her mouth, up either side of her nose then joining above the bridge of her nose and stretching across her forehead.
'Pull her hair out of the way, she'll look better with her hair loose,' Auda ordered.
Zoe grunted in objection as her head was tilted forwards, her hair dangling around her face, the blood rushing to her head as the latex was drawn tightly around the back of her head.
'Now, just keep still while I get some of these straps fastened,' Vanessa told her.
Zoe tried to thrash her head as she felt the rubber pressing hard against her mouth and tightly around her cheeks.
'That's one. Now for the other.'
The strips of latex running up her face from above her mouth were pressed more firmly against her skin and she felt the strap that stretched over the top of her head being pulled taut.
'There, nice and snug. How does that feel, Zoe?'
All she could manage was a muffled groan and Vanessa laughed with delight at how effective the gag was.
'What can we do to her next, Auda?' she asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
'She looks good in the high heels but give her something else to wear. At least to start with.'
'Leave it to me,' Vanessa replied and she quickly searched through the clothes until finding something that suited her purpose. A moment later and Zoe was being forced into a leopard print tank top and matching G-string
'That's fine, now strap her face down on the bed,' Auda instructed, 'Vanessa you can whip her while I take some photos.'
Zoe was tossed down onto the bed and her arms and legs spread-eagled and bound. She saw Vanessa move behind her, a short leather whip in her hand, her eyes gleaming with eagerness. Zoe's heart hammered with excitement and she had only a second of nervous expectation before the whip cracked down against her bare skin.
She howled in protest through the gag. The sadistic bitch had brought the whip down against her rump with all her strength!
'Not so hard Vanessa,' Auda cautioned. 'Bring her to tears by all means but do it slowly.'