The Obligatory disclaimer.
Firstly I would like to thank Blacknite13 for his encouragement and inspiration and MR X well for his most excellent site.
Green Spectre is Mr X’s creation. Sugar town and Miss Liberty are Dark One’s inventions. The villains are mostly mine (With a little inspiration from Deuce).
If you are younger than eighteen (Well you should have read Mr X’s site disclaimer ,since this story is only published at his site) DO NOT READ.
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Miss Liberty: Slave to the
Python
Chapter 3: The Devil’s freedom
Melissa heeled obediently as her walker opened the door to the room and then led her inside. Something was different, a break in her usual routine.
The day’s always started the same. The slaves woke to begin another long day and night of torture, they were forced to shower under cold water and then knelt outside their cells.
A master or mistress would then put a bowl of dog food in front of them. The slave would beg to earn her breakfast and then suck their pussy or cock. If their feeder was pleased with their service the slave was allowed to eat. The slaves were given their shot of Bliss for the day.
Melissa was then doggy walked; the slaves were rarely allowed to walk standing up, to her morning session. Morning’s was always discipline with Mistress Kitana; the woman was as Madam Payne had promised a dedicated sadist. Melissa and her beautiful daughter suffered horrible atrocities at the dominatrix hands, so much that Melissa barely recognised her daughter. The sweet innocent crime fighter had been beaten and raped into nothing more than a wanton fucktoy not only ready to submit but willingly.
Afterwards they were led to the glory holes; Melissa had to admit she had become a world champion cocksucker with a strong stomach for cum. On a bad day they were sent to the dominatrix lounge to suck pussy, Melissa’s ass was always red after the merciless “encouragement” the woman gave.
Again lunch was a dog bowl and more sexual favours before Melissa was allowed to clean herself up for her evening session. The morning sessions were made to break Melissa’s mind. But the evening broke her will and humiliated her in way she could never have imagined. Melissa’s holes were abused all night long by what seemed an endless stream of johns and janes. What shocked Melissa the most was that she recognised more than a few of the men and woman. Several leading lawyers from her rival firm gangbanged her all night. These were men and women she had respected…some she suspected were pigs. She was horrified as the police commissioner spanked her ass before fucking her asshole and cumming on her face. He had always seemed like a kindly old man who treated with the utmost respect. Judges, leading businessmen, accountants, and the list went on and on. Then the final humiliation, her own assistant came in and made her suck him off before paddling her behind. He finished with an ass fuck but what made it a real nightmare, the young man called her Melissa. She had not idea her secretary hated her so much. How could she have been so blind to all this corruption? It seemed the whole city was corrupt and evil.
For bed time the slaves were returned to their cells, blinkered and O ring’s pushed into their mouths. Large ventilated dildo gags were then pushed down their throats. Their bodies tied into a kneeling position and massive vibrators pushed into their pussy, asshole. Smaller vibrators were applied to nipples and clits. The Bliss would ensure the poor slave would spend most of the night cumming again and again until exhaustion finally came over her.
The same cycle for thirteen days, except today after her glory hole training she had been led to a small room. Melissa could hear a large crowd outside she wondered what was going on.
Ganda the large central African led her to the shower and kicked her in the ass.
“Shower and make up and better be quick.” He growled taking a moment to leer over her big tits.
“Yes master.” Melissa answered meekly.
After she had finished she crawled back into the small room. Frederik smirked at her; the well-built German threw a bondage outfit at the slave.
“Get dressed bitch, you are going to be a star.” He laughed.
Melissa resignedly picked up the suit, it was a tight corset with a zip up the back, and the front two straps led to a large throat collar with a single ring, straps ran down her back and around her thighs, leaving her behind exposed. The proud lawyer started dressing.
Her first plan had to be simply to wait for her superpowers to return, she had doubted that Malcolm was powerful enough to completely drain them. She had behaved and kept her temper under control but on the third night as she had been tied down Malcolm had walked in. Melissa had tried desperately to break her bonds but he swiftly sucked her neck draining her power. He laughed and then rough fucked her O ringed mouth before cumming on her face and over her breasts.
Melissa had then known that she had no hope of escape. Mistress Kitana had told them that Madam Payne had no intention of returning them to Malcolm and they were being trained for sale.
Melissa steeled herself and put on the tight leather suit. Ganda gave her two clamps with hanging bells; Melissa resigned herself to her fate and put them on, wincing as they pinched her nipples. Fredrik then laughed and threw her a long black dildo with a tail on the other end. The beautiful housewife fought back her tears and lifted her ass in the air.
“Please master, attach my tail.” The slave had seen several human dogs in the compound and knew what would happen.
“Gladly whore.” Ganda pushed the large dildo up her ass.
Melissa was amazed at how much the constant abuse had widened her anus. He strapped it in place and slapped her ass.
“Thank you master.” Melissa thanked him.
She gasped at the large black man forced his impressive twelve-inch dick into her pussy. He groaned and began to roughly fuck her. Soon Melissa body was thrusting her hips back begging for more.
“I remember you, talking back to Madame, now looking at you, a fucking hot bitch who can’t get enough dick, suck me rich whore.”
Melissa opened her mouth and started sucking as she was rocked from one dick to the other. The truth hurt her more than his words, she had truly become a wanton whore, the bliss had made sure of that. She groaned around the dick in her mouth as she started to cum.
After the two henchmen had finished with her she pushed the bit into her mouth. The door opened and out walked Melissa the bitch.
Outside was the main strip club, the doors had been closed and several well-dressed men and woman were seated around tables watching the main stage.
Mistress Kitana was waiting for her.
The sadist laughed, “I always thought you were a bitch 42, hot fucking bitch.”
“Thank you mistress.” Melissa whimpered as she eyed her mistress’s riding crop.
Kitana extended her high-heeled boot and Melissa automatically leant forward and kissed it.
“Now move doggy, you are the sideshow tonight.”
The leather-clad woman walked Melissa through the crowd, the men and woman were obviously very wealthy, and a group of Asian men watched her talking excitedly to a stern Asian woman. There were several Arab sheikhs and a few black men in North African robes. An elegantly dressed older blond woman poured her glass of wine on Melissa hooded head, the crowd laughed. The men and woman groped her and swatted her behind and breasts as she crawled past them.
On the stage two of the slaves danced for the crowds amusement, smearing oil on each other and grinding their hips against two poles. A table of sorts had been rolled onto the one side of the stage. It looked like an examination table from Melissa’s gynaecologist’s office.
Kitana led her over to it. She removed her bit, leaving the dog dildo up her ass.
“Get on the table slave.”
Melissa climbed into the seat and put her feet up on the stirrups. Melissa looked up several cameras displayed large images of her exposed pussy on wide screen TV’s around the room.
“Don’t forget to smile whore.” Kitana smirked and walked to the centre of the stage.
Melissa watched at Madam Payne joined her from the back, the crowd roared with anticipation. The two dancers were chained to beds set up away from the stage. A pimp started taking money. Madam Payne kissed Kitana; the dominatrix meekly kissed her mistress back.
“Welcome one and all. I know this is a big night for everyone. I promised you unforgettable pussy and I always deliver. The crowd clapped with approval. I have been training her all week, may I present to you the newest star in my stable, slave 56!”
The crowd burst into rapturous applause. Madam Payne smiled at Melissa and walked off the stage.
Raunchy music boomed from the speakers and a horrified Melissa watched as her pride and joy strutted onto the stage. Jennifer wore a micro mini dress that didn’t cover her tight ass and a matching red top exposing more than concealing her firm breasts. She wore heavy make up with deep red lips. Killer stilettos and a silver collar finished off the outfit. Her dazzling smile looked plastered on her face. The young crime fighter grinded her hips against the pole as she started to strip.
Three young slaves approached Melissa; one slipped an earpiece into her ear. The other two giggled, they were all younger than Jennifer. A gorgeous red head started kissing her inner thighs, another black haired beauty sucked hungrily on her exposed breasts.
“I advise you to enjoy the show no 42, well you know what happens if you disappoint the crowd don’t you?” The cold clinical voice of Madam Payne filled Melissa’s head.
“Look at her, I have to give you credit no 42 you have bred a fucktoy with a perfect body. Her tongue, hmmm, well you know all about that don’t you?” the voice laughed mockingly. “I almost feel bad about selling her, I could chain her to my desk and have that magical tongue suck my pussy all day long.”
The woman sighed. “But business is business.”
Melissa felt her body warm up as the last girl blew her a kiss before kneeling down. The beautiful lawyer groaned loudly, she was disgusted to hear her moans broadcast over the speakers. The girl did have an amazing tongue. Melissa tried to block out the image of her daughter dancing like a sugar town professional.
“Watch bitch, don’t you dare close you eyes again or I will flay your pussy until it bleeds.” The voice menaced.
Melissa gulped and watched her daughter.
“I told her while she was backstage, I wanted her to know that she was parading her body for her potential buyer, she actually cried, which is amazing considering my training.” The voice said matter of fact.
The helpless slave groaned as the triple attack produced their desired result, she started panting and thrust her hips forward onto the young girl’s tongue.
“That’s it slave, watch your daughter sell herself, see the Sheikh at the front table? Look at him.” The voice menaced.
A large sheikh sat next to a beautiful young Arab woman.
“That’s Sheikh Hasim Nareef, he is filthy rich and do you know what is favourite pastime is?” the voice asked. “I think I want to hear you come before I tell you, you may come for my pleasure slave.”
Melissa’s body lurched and her lewd noises echoed throughout the room, the crowd laughed and clapped. The Madam had obviously told them about the slave’s relationship. The young slave between her legs lapped up no 42’s juices. She then took her place suckling a nipple as the red haired knelt between her legs and smiled before attacking her clit. Melissa was shattered as she realised what was going to happen, she was going to watch her daughter selling her body as she came repeatedly.
“Such a shameful whore you have become no 42, if you weren’t been sold with your daughter I would put you to work making porn movies. Yes the Sheik, can you see his enormous erection? He is very aroused by the idea he cannot see you faces, it has actually been so good for business. I must do it again. His family loves nothing better than breaking western bitches and hearing them scream, he is really quite a monster.”
Melissa shivered with fear despite her growing orgasm.
“Now you see his daughter, the beautiful Razia? She is twice the beast her father is, she makes Kitana look like a prude. I don’t envy you slave 42, you are about to be sold into a life of hell on earth, do enjoy the show and don’t forget to cum.” The voice laughed in Melissa’s ear.
The slave’s warm tears flowed down her cheeks as she came again and again.
Jennifer danced naked in front of her potential buyers showing off her beautiful body. She finished the strip against the pole, rubbing her slit against the metal. The crowd went wild.
Madam Payne walked on the stage. Jennifer instantly knelt, the black haired beauty walked up to her. Slave 56 immediately bent forward and started kissing and licking her high heels. The crowed clapped enthusiastically.
“Now sell your body to the crowd.” The Madam smiled cruelly.
Slave 56 tried not to cry, her plastered smile forced it’s way onto her face.
“Yes mistress, thank you mistress.” She cooed and knelt at the front of the stage. “Please master and mistress’s, I am a wanton fucktoy, please buy my services and I will fulfil your every desire.”
She rubbed her breast and pussy lewdly as she ran her tongue over her lips.
Melissa came again as her daughter begged to be used. The bound heroine swore to herself she would have revenge but had not idea how she would escape this nightmare.
The crowd started placing bids, one thousand and then five thousand, the bidding stalled at around twenty thousand pitting the Asian woman against a North African warlord.
“Fifty thousand and my daughter will take the fat titted cow.” Sheikh Nareef raised a glass of brandy.”
Madam Payne strode forward and patted Jennifer’s head
“Very good, slave, now do me proud.” she smiled at the sheikh.
Kitana was waiting for her mistress in the back; she bowed her head until Madam Payne stroked her neck. “Have you been a bad slave?”
Kitana looked at the woman with complete adoration; she lowered her head, “If it pleases mistress.”
Madam Payne laughed, “Very much so fucktoy.”
She suddenly growled in frustration at the soft ringing in her ears, she angrily tapped her headset.
“Cherise, you obviously have not learnt your lesson, thirty strikes with the cane, across those fat udders on your worthless hide.”
“Please mistress.” The terrified secretary pleaded, “A Mr Rider is here and he wants his slaves back.”
The Madam paused quickly thinking.
“Hmm, this complicates things. Cherise before I increase your punishment tell Mr Rider that his slaves are fully trained and if he would mind waiting in suite number 4 I will send them up for his pleasure in half an hour.”
“Of course mistress.” Cherise said instantly.
Malcolm let go of her neck and smiled as she relayed the message. He patted her cheek and two slaves escorted him upstairs.
“Mistress, if I may speak, you aren’t actually going to give him his slaves back.” Kitana asked mystified.
Madam Payne laughed, “Oh Kitana, you are so naïve. Of course not.”
“Shall I kill him for you?” Kitana asked eagerly.
Madam Payne raised a hand, “Not just yet, let him exhaust himself fucking 42 and 56 then you may kill him. But first, time for some more negotiations.”
Slave 56 crawled down the stage and knelt before the sheikh. He nodded; she leant forward and kissed his feet.
“How may I serve master?” she whispered.
“Stand and present.” He barked as he sipped his brandy.
Jennifer instantly stood and cast her eyes down.
“Forward.”
She took a step forward, he smelled of brandy and cigars. The sheikh ran a large hand up her side before groping her breast.
“Very nice, yes my dick will fit nicely between them.” he panted a little.
The woman next to him laughed.
“She is nothing more than a worthless white bitch father, am I right slave?” grinned the woman had a beautiful well trained but cruel voice.
“Yes mistress, I am a worthless white bitch.” Jennifer repeated in shame. “Yes she is Razia but I may give her a purpose as my seed container. What do you have to say?”
“Thank you master.” Jennifer said miserably.
“Show me your hands.” He ordered.
Jennifer showed her hands, he caressed them, “Nice and soft, yes you will do nicely, get to work slut.” He commanded taking another sip of his brandy.
No 56 kissed and sucked on his feet again before opened his zip and removing his dick. The sheikh was not a small man; his dick was seven inches with a wide bulbous head. Jennifer licked and sucked her way up to the head before sucking on the large head.
“Good worthless slut.” He groaned as he lay back in the chair.
Melissa with growing dread approached the Middle Eastern woman.
“Faster whore.” The woman snapped.
Melissa quickly crawled up to her, the other slaves had left the dog dildo up her ass and every movement of her hips pushed it in and out of her asshole.
The woman sipped a glass of wine. She was stunningly beautiful with long black hair that fell loosely over her silver eastern top. Her mid riff was bare showing a perfectly toned stomach with a diamond belly ring. She wore a tight silver dress, which hugged her curvy figure.
Melissa dropped her eyes and leaned forward to kiss the woman’s delicate silver high heels.
“How may slave serve mistress?” she intoned.
“You are not worthy to serve me whore, with
many weeks of training I may not urinate in your food in the morning.” She
smirked as she used her foot to push the slave away.
Melissa shivered. Madam Payne hadn’t lied the young girl was a sadist.
“But your slutty daughter had got my pussy hot, so I guess your worthless tongue will have to suffice.”
The sheikh groaned as Jennifer pushed his dick down her throat, he grabbed her head and roughly fucked her throat groaning.
“You daughter is a good cock sucker, my father is a hard man to please. Show me your tongue bitch.” The woman commanded.
Melissa opened her mouth and extended her tongue. The woman growled reached forward and grabbed Melissa’s tongue pulling it hard. The enslaved housewife tried not to cry out in pain.
“Will she please you Razia?” Hasim groaned, he let go of slave 56’s head and drank some more brandy.
“Hmm, her tongue is too short; I will have to stretch it. Those fat tits need to be pierced and her labia as well. I want her fat lips spread wide when I whip her clit. My slaves live to suck pussy and scream isn’t that right slave?”
The young woman’s cold brown eyes bored into Melissa, her eyes widened with fear. The woman let go of her tongue waiting. Melissa took a breath.
“Yes mistress, I live to suck pussy and scream for my mistresses pleasure.” the beautiful lawyer stammered.
“Now your are getting me wet bitch, get busy.” She laughed as she unclipped her skirt revealing two-toned tanned thighs.
Melissa kissed her feet and worked her way up the woman’s thighs, her mistress was in fantastic condition. Razia spread her thighs wide, Melissa licked her dark slit, Razia softly groaned. The woman’s hairless pussy was immaculately groomed and smelled of roses.
“Yes I will buy you.” Hasim smiled, “By day you will work under my desk sucking my dick and by night I will chain you to my bed and rape your holes for my amusement. You will be a whore to my family and I will torture you for my amusement, welcome to hell white bitch.”
He grabbed her head and started fucking her throat again.
Jennifer cried softly hoping this monster didn’t see her tears.
Melissa was no better off. She started licking the woman’s slit and soon learnt she was impossible to please.
“Is that the best you can do?” Razia spat out angry. “Father may I have the belt, this white cow needs to have her ass tanned.”
Hasim smiled and handed her his belt.
Melissa cried out between the woman’s legs as her ass exploded with pain.
“Deeper slave, use that fucking tongue or I will cut it out and throw you to the stable hands.”
The belt came down again and again on Melissa’s wide ass. Razia groaned as Melissa desperately thrust her tongue deep inside the woman’s hot pussy.
“Much better, when I stretch you tongue you will be able to fuck my pussy with it.” Razia smirked. She grabbed one of her breasts and kneaded moaning loudly.
“Oh father I had a thought. Please tell me I can breed her?” Razia said excitedly.
Hasim let go of Jennifer’s abused face, her throat was begging for mercy. He smiled at his daughter.
“After your brother and my cousins tire with her, I don’t see why not.” He smiled.
Razia smiled happily, she turned back to Melissa with a nasty smile.
“Keep licking bitch.” She lazily swatted Melissa’s side with the belt; the slave didn’t need another reminder.
“Oh, I might find a use for your tongue after all. Did you hear that? After the men are finished ripping your holes apart I can breed you. I have a full stable of studs; of course I don’t let them fuck at all. Usually a breeding slave breaks after five days of continuous rape, but I won’t let them out for a full week.” She smiled. “It will be exciting, we will take bets on who the father is and you can raise a new generation of obedient slaves for my family. I will of course have the studs breed you again and again until your womb is useless or you die. Now slave bring your mistress to orgasm or I will whip those fat tits of yours red.”
Melissa wept as she heard her fate, miserably sucking on the hot flesh.
Hasim grunted, he grabbed her hair by the ponytail and pulled her back, “Jerk me into your mouth white whore.” He sneered.
Jennifer jerked the massive dick until the sheikh grunted again, his cum spurting into her open mouth.
“Take it slave, every drop of it.” He panted.
Razia was starting to cum; she grabbed Melissa’s hooded head and ground her pussy against the face. The belt came down again and again as the woman screamed in ecstasy. The sadist dropped the belt and rubbed her pussy all over Melissa’s face. She smiled happily at her father.
“She will suffice father, buy them for me.” She smiled.
“Show me your mouth slave.” Hasim snapped as he pushed Jennifer’s head away.
Jennifer showed the Sheikh her open mouth, full of his cum.
“Good, now kiss your mother and swap our cum.” He commanded.
Jennifer wordlessly crawled over to her mother and kissed her wetly, Melissa answered her tongue back, she could see the look of terror in her daughter’s eyes. She made her mind up. If this woman brought her she would take her life and Jennifer’s if she could.
“What disgusting whores father.” Razia laughed as she clapped, “Can they perform every night for their dinner?”
Hasim finished his brandy.
“Of course.” He replied.
They both laughed at the two slaves.
“Sheikh Nasif, I take it no 56 was acceptable.” Asked Madam Payne after waiting for the two monsters to recover before gliding her curvy body into a chair, Kitana knelt by her side.
Razia sneered at her.
“Come now Madam Payne no need for modesty, we both know you train the finest slaves on the west coast.” the Sheikh said with spread hands.
“You flatter me Sheikh, I take it no 42 did not please you?” Madam Payne smiled dazzlingly.
Razia was resting her feet on Melissa’s back, the slave’s ass towards the sitting woman. Her one hand she had wrapped around the slave’s ponytail, she was lazily pulling on it, watching the massive dildo stretch the poor lawyer’s asshole before letting it go, when he asshole had closed she started pulling again. Melissa could only whimper as the vicious woman abused her anus. The Arabian woman removed her feet from her new footstool and stabbed her heels into Melissa’s ass.
Melissa gritted the sharp pain away.
“She has a worthless tongue and a fat ass but I see potential after I stretch her tongue and put her to work in the fields.” The Arabian princess smiled.
“Ah Razia, I have yet to find a slave that pleases you.” Madam Payne sighed.
“I have never found a slave that pleases me, they just lack dedication.” The young woman paused and then admitted as she pushed her foot inside Melissa’s pussy making the slave squeal.
The three women laughed at Melissa’s discomfort.
“Rub your whorish clit again my shoe while we talk slut or I belt your fat udders. My foot better be soaking with your cum” The woman threatened.
Melissa obediently pushed her hips back onto the tipped sandal, her cheeks flushing with humiliation.
“Now Madam Payne down to business, I see the Red Bamboo triad are here, I will not lose another slave to that bitch.” He snarled at the Asian woman and then groaned.
The madam looked concerned and gently tapped the table.
“And that is why I came to you first Sheikh. These slave’s ownership is complicated.”
“Slower white whore, I am talking.” The sheikh pulled on the chain attached to clamps on Jennifer’s nipples, she screamed and slowly sucked his dick under the table. He thrust his dick in her mouth.
“Better get used to the punishment chain slave, all my desk slaves wear one, except another clamp will pull on your clit as well.” He smiled.
“You see a very foolish man leant me these slaves for training.” Madam Payne nodded as she continued.
The sheikh and Razia laughed as they looked down at the slaves.
“What kind of idiot lets slaves with skin like this out of his sight?” Razia asked.
“An idiot as I said. Now I must take these slaves to service him as we speak.” She raised a quick hand, “No payment for their oral services is required. But as to the matter of their master, well after he has finished using them.” The Madam let her words trail off as she slowly stirred her martini
“How much?” the Sheikh growled as he hit the table “To make these slaves orphans.”
Madam Payne smiled, after only two weeks slave 56 had become the best cocksucker in her stable. She would have to thank Mistress Alisha.
“One and a half million.” The madam said coolly.
The Sheikh’s lip curled.
“Ridiculous, I can buy ten slaves.” He countered.
“Just pay the woman daddy, we have lots of money, what’s one and a half million?” Razia laughed.
“These two white sluts will really have to work for their money’s worth.” She viciously dug her other heel back into Melissa’s abused behind. She dropped her face slightly and pouted her beautiful lips.
“Please.” She whimpered.
The sheikh melted at the sight of her pout and then sighed.
“Fine but I want them tonight.” He pulled Jennifer’s chain again, “Faster slave, I want to cum as I buy your worthless pussy.”
He groaned as she instantly attacked his large member.
As soon as he had come Madam Payne gave the two slaves to Kitana who dog walked them upstairs.
“Get cleaned and changed, no clothes for worthless sluts like you. Enjoy you last fuck as humans bitches, after tonight you are nothing more than animals owned by beasts.” She laughed at their fearful faces.
The two slaves climbed wordlessly into the shower. Melissa wondered what horrors they had done to her baby girl. Jennifer picked up soap and started washing her mother’s body without a word. The beautiful attorney wondered about Madam Payne’s words, had Malcolm come for a fuck? As sick and twisted as it was she prayed it was him.
The two left the shower, put on some makeup and knelt by the bed, waiting there for the man who could save them, the very man who had brought them to this hell.
Malcolm strode through the door wearing black pants and no shirt.
Jennifer cracked first and crawled up to his feet and kissed them.
“Please master, take me home with you. I will suck your dick and beg for more; please I will be the best slave you ever had.”
She kissed and slobbered on his feet.
“Ah no 56 that’s a nicely trained fucktoy. Malcolm smiled, “Kitana must have really done a number on you, I’m impressed.”
“Master,” Jennifer sobbed with huge tears, “Madam Payne does not intend to give us back to you. She is selling us to a sheikh. He is a monster, please take me and use my body.”
Malcolm smile widened, this was getting better. He looked up at Melissa and waited.
The retired superheroine knew what he was waiting for. She swallowed her pride and crawled across the floor. She kissed his feet.
“Please master, take us away from here.” She gulped and rubbed her cheek against his silk pants. She looked up, “The sheikh’s daughter want to breed me like an animal, please take us as your slaves.”
“And you will obey like a good worthless slut?” Malcolm caressed her cheek.
Melissa knew she had no choice; rather serve the beast that raped her than that devil of a woman. She kissed his hand and licked his fingers.
“I will do anything you say with a smile.”
“Please master; we will be the hottest cunts you have ever fucked.” Jennifer pleaded.
Melissa tried to hide her shame as her daughter sold them to her nemesis, hearing her daughter talk like a sex craved prostitute only reinforced their hopeless position.
Malcolm dick hardened instantly, his plan had obviously worked. He caressed Jennifer’s cheek and she eagerly sucked on his fingers.
The Black Python smiled sickly at Melissa.
”Revenge will be so sweet.”
She managed to smile back.
“Come slaves, let’s seal the deal, 56 you can worship my dick.”
“Thank you master.” Slave 56 said with a sluttly smile. She dropped his pants and gasped with practiced pause, it was only partially acting. Malcolm was larger than Jennifer remembered, most probably all the short dicks she had sucked over the last two weeks. His ten-inch monster jutted out proudly. She eagerly began kissing the length.
“Now 42 give me a hot horny kiss like you mean it.”
Melissa stood smiled and her lips melted again his. Malcolm explored her mouth savouring the taste of revenge. The housewife’s hand caressed his chest and played with his hair.
“That’s better slut, now get on your knees and kiss my ass while your daughter worships her new master.” He smirked.
Melissa smiled and dropped to her knees before lovingly kissing his black ass.
Jennifer moaned and started sucking, Malcolm sighed in heaven, “Fuck 56 that is so good. 42 start licking my balls.”
Melissa crawled around and licked his large balls as Jennifer deep throated the python like a pro.
Malcolm couldn’t take much more and soon was panting from the incredible blowjob. He grabbed Jennifer’s head and began fucking her throat, the young slave relaxed her throat and groaned happily.
The Black Python grunted as he pulled out of her throat.
Both women knew what he wanted and they opened their mouths.
Malcolm sighed as he came all over his now well-trained slaves. Thanks to their super endurance their faces, breasts and hair were soon coated with his slimy cum.
Melissa leaned forward and Jennifer answered her kiss, swapping their master’s cum, rubbing it over their breasts. Malcolm was in heaven; he also knew that he had to get out of here.
“Right come whores, time to leave.” He grabbed their wrists.
“But master, Madam Payne has laid a trap.” Jennifer said worried.
“You stupid sluts think I would actually walk into this bitch’s den without a plan? The Black Python grinned, “I figured she had no intention of returning you to me, hey I wouldn’t in her position, but she is the best slave trainer in the country. Pity she doesn’t know about the ace up my sleeve.”
He opened the door; sure enough Frederick and Ganda were waiting with baseball bats. Malcolm streaked forward body slamming the surprised blond thug into the other wall. Ganda took a swing but his bat broke over the Black Python’s shoulders. Malcolm grinned as the baseball bat felt like nothing more than a love tap. He turned and punched the surprised African, lifting the large man off his feet, propelling him down the corridor.
“Guess you thought me dumb enough to fuck them here?” he grinned.
Malcolm led the two women down the corridor and paused at the fire escape. Well it used to be a fire escape, now the door had been double reinforced and barricaded.
“How to I break the door?” he asked Melissa.
“You can concentrate our gypsy magic, just hold the door, and imagine it breaking and then pull.” She dejectedly instructed.
The big black man grabbed hold of the door and then heaved, pulling the entire door off its hinges.
“Gypsy magic eh, could get used to this.” He effortlessly threw the door down the corridor.
Madam Payne was hammering her strap on in and out of Kitana’s pussy when her headset rang.
“What!” she screamed.
“Mistress please.” Cherise started fearfully.
The Madam brought the riding crop down on Kitana’s red striped ass hard.
“Little fucking bitch! So I have to cane your breasts and pussy, be careful slave you are running out of places for me to hit.”
She angrily rammed the oversized sex toy inside Kitana.
“Please mistress, Mr Rider has knocked out Ganda and Fredrik and taken slaves 42 and 56. He’s incredibly strong.”
“What! He didn’t fuck them?” she snarled, “He has been playing us for fools.”
She pulled out of Kitana.
“Can I kill him now mistress?” Kitana was already reaching for her holster.
“Yes but do not hit my valuable slaves.” The Madam was already dialling numbers.
As Malcolm had checked from outside the fire escape was still attached. He pulled it down, “Move slaves.”
Melissa and Jennifer didn’t need to be told twice.
At the bottom in the ally was a car. Rider quickly bundled them into the back seat of the car.
“Watch out Malcolm its Kitana.” Melissa shouted a warning as the half naked cop turned the corner.
Kitana opened fire but Malcolm moved too fast, like the Flash. She cried out in frustration as he entered the car forcing her to stop firing.
The sedan tyre’s screeched on the filthy street floor before pulling away.
Malcolm drove around town for a while to make sure they weren’t followed before he headed to their destination.
“Alright we here.”
Melissa and Jennifer lifted up there heads. Melissa gulped it was her house.
“Home sweet home huh sluts?” he grinned at Melissa.
“Yes master, thank you for rescuing us.” the housewife intoned, all resistance drained from her as she accepted her fate.
“Oh you gonna have to work for your freedom slaves.” He smiled. “But firstly.”
He reached over and sucked on Melissa’s neck and then her daughters.
“Just remember who has the superpowers and we will get along fine.”.
Melissa felt her last hope fade.
Malcolm kissed Jennifer wetly, the two locked tongues, their hands exploring.
“On your knees slaves.” He barked.
They both instantly sank to their knees in their living room.
The black villain walked over and unlocked their face masks both woman breathed relieved as the tight mask, their constant companion for two weeks was finally removed. He then walked to the couch and threw two steel collars on the floor.
Melissa and Jennifer didn’t need to be told what to do. They picked up the steel collars; there was some writing on it and a single loop for a leash.
“Read out the inscription.” Malcolm waited.
Melissa picked up the collar, took a deep breath and read it, “This worthless cunt in the property of the Black Python.”
Malcolm grinned, “Has a good ring to it, now put it on.” He ordered.
Jennifer instantly obeyed. Melissa paused, the beautiful lawyer had no fight left in her, she picked up the collar and put it around her neck, the slave collar snapped close, sealing the two woman’s fate.
“Now that is a sight I have dreamed of for years. Put them on bitches, my dick is bursting to fuck.”
He threw two leashes to the kneeling slaves.
Melissa dejectedly picked up the dog leash and snapped it onto her collar.
The two women let their new master lead them upstairs.
Malcolm attached Melissa’s leash to the foot of her large king sized bed.
“Watch it all slave, never take your eyes off us.”
“Come here whore and earn your keep.” He demanded from Jennifer.
She smiled sexily and cooed hornily.
Malcolm kissed her exploring her sweet mouth before pushing her on the bed.
Jennifer spread her legs eagerly, her pussy begging to be fucked.
“You like bliss? Don’t worry I have a connection to keep a steady supply.”
Jennifer trained smile didn’t slip.
“Fuck me hard master, fill me with you hot cum.”
The Black Python didn’t waste time ploughing his large dick inside her tight pussy.
Melissa watched pained as her daughter happily fucked her nemesis, she was soon screaming in ecstasy.
Malcolm grunted and hilted his monster spraying his hot cum inside her. He pulled out and rolled over. Jennifer automatically moved beside her master. Malcolm gently put a hand on her chest.
“Move it bitch, clean your master’s dick.” He barked at Melissa.
Miserably the ex-heroine climbed onto the bed, she licked and sucked the long black cock clean.
“Now your daughter’s pussy, lick up every drop.” He smirked.
Jennifer smiled happily and spread her legs.
Melissa softly cried as she pushed her tongue into her daughter’s soaked pussy.
Malcolm fucked her daughter all night long, Melissa had to clean both of them after each session.
Early in the morning Malcolm tenderly kissed Jennifer and pulled out.
“Clean your daughter first bitch, then she can get cleaned up.” Malcolm watched the lesbian incest; his dick was already hard again.
Jennifer smiled and kissed her new master before bouncing off the bed and heading into the bathroom.
Melissa wordlessly started sucking her master’s dick.
“That’s it bitch, get used to it, this is your new life. You are going to clean up every time after I fuck your daughter’s sweet pussy and ass. Oh you’re going back to work tomorrow, better get some sleep.”
Melissa looked at him horrified.
“I called you in sick, I’m your new secretary by the way, He smiled “You had a death in the family and had to take two weeks off. Chin up whore, better get it together, somebody’s gotta pay the rent.”
Melissa’s head was spinning. She had lost everything. Her life, her job and worst of all her daughter had become a brainwashed fucktoy.
“Now get busy, fucking piece of shit, I want my cum to cake on your slutty face.”
Melissa softly sobbed as she began to suck on the cock. Unlike her daughter, she wasn’t tamed. Just like the vile man had planned she would serve all his demands without the blissful devotion of her daughter. The once proud heroine gulped on knowing there would be no escaping the fate from this hell.