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SLAVE / Got Gal

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Part One

Written by Thunderbolt1234, Raidrlsr@aol.com

Warning 18 or older or get off my story

All characters are property of others

This story contains very descriptive scenes of sex, bondage, murder and rape

Chapter One, Pakistan

Tanya O’Donnel aka Got Gal lay looking at the ceiling, her mind a blur, she smiled and laughed to herself listening to the huge fat man grunting on top of her. Abdula Rahsheed, son of Ahmad, the man who had purchased her at a slave auction, thrust his cock in her wet pussy smiling at the slippery sound it made. It had been two months of slavery and the beatings and starvation gave way to her just simply giving up, and obeying. The Opium was her treat, there was no pain, and she was addicted, they would use it to make her do anything.

He picked up the small hose with a mouth piece attached and stuck it in her mouth. She gladly inhaled in the Opium and exhaled a long plume of smoke slurring her words. “F..fuck me, god it feels so good, my pussy is on fire, mmmm.” Abdula smiled and plunged into her harder kissing her delicious lips. She responded, her tongue finding his. When they broke the kiss, she sucked on his tongue like she had sucked his cock a while ago.

She closed her eyes and concentrated on feeling every inch of his cock push deeper and deeper in her cunt. Tanya reached down and rubbed her clit to the beat of his thrust. She took the hose and put the smoking nozzle in her mouth again sucking on the white Opium, this time keeping it clenched between her teeth.

Tanya inhaled the Opium and felt her body float, she half opened her eyes and saw the face of Paul Randall, a hot stud she had dreamed about from college. “Oh…oh…Paul, god yessss, fuck me Paul…” Abdula laughed and grabbed her ankles and pushed them up next to her ears. She gasped feeling him fuck her deeper and rubbed her clit harder feeling a tremendous orgasm building. “Yea, I’m Paul, ha ha you like me fucking you don’t you…Tonya?”

She smiled a drugged doped smile and put her hands on his fat sweaty ass and pulled him into her harder. “Fuck me Paul, use meeeee!” Abdula put both hands on her throat and began to choke her as he pounded her pussy. The hose dropped from her mouth and her face turned red from lack of oxygen. He leered at her and drool dripped from his lips onto her face.

He drove his cock in her viciously, watching her suffocate and laughed when her eyes began to bulge. She couldn’t breathe but as she began to pass out, her body was wracked with a massive orgasm. She bucked and gagged, her eyes rolled back in her head.

He let her go and quickly moved his fat body up and grabbed his cock, aiming at her face. She gasped for air and coughed trying to breathe. He shot stream after stream of white cum across her face laughing at it splashing in her mouth.

Tonya caught her breath and ran her finger across her face collecting the white spunk. She licked her finger clean tasting the sweet cum, letting it roll around in her mouth. Abdula rolled off the pile of pillows and walked to a ornate bucket and pissed in it. She continued to wipe her face clean licking all the cum off her fingers, then took the pipe and smoked it.

Abdula shook his cock and turned looking at her lay there. He reached out and got a handful of her blonde hair and pulled her off the pillows to her knees in front of him. “Clean it.” She dropped the hose and looked at the glistening cock, a drip of urine hanging from the tip. A month ago, Ahmad had given her to his son as a gift and he was a monster and she hated him, but he gave her all the Opium she wanted and she needed the drug.

Tonya leaned forward and took the wet cock in her mouth sucking it clean. She tasted the salty urine and almost gagged but she knew if she did he would beat her. He smiled and pushed her aside taking his hookah pipe along with him. She frowned and looked around for her shirt. She still didn’t know if she was pregnant or not with Ahmad’s child, but he swore she was, she didn’t care.

Chapter Two, Mehmet

Tonya sat on a pillow and closed her eyes remembering her times as a heroine and how some people respected her. She almost fell asleep from the Opium but was interrupted when another woman, a slave Mehmet came in the room. “So American slut make Abdula happy, I told you fucking cunt I am his main fuck, Ill fucking kill you, you get in my way!”

Tonya sat up half delirious from the Opium and gave her the finger, then fell backwards laughing. Mehmet dove across and landed on her punching her in the face. Tonya caught her wrist and looked in her eyes. “I am tired of you and your country, and I cant take it out on your country…so I will take it out on you!”

Mehmet pulled a hand free and punched Tonya in the face as hard as she could, but the former Got Gal had taken much harder hits. She smiled a bleeding smile and drove a knee in her stomach and yanked her up with a handful of hair and backhanded her across the room.

“That’s just the start, your country sucks, and so does its men, cant fuck and smell like shit!” Mehmet stood quickly and tried to swing a punch but missed again. Tonya looked at her and almost laughed, she kicked her in the crotch and swung a quick upward punch launching her across the room.

Mehmet landed hard on her back and scrambled to get to her feet. Tonya was on her in an instant raining punches down on her face. Tonya stood and looked down at the bleeding Pakistani as she struggled to get air through a broken nose and coughed up blood. “Hate your fucking people and country!”

Tonya turned and staggered into the arms of Abdula who watched the entire fight. “So you don’t like us, or our country, you have a big mouth bitch.” Tonya was now doped beyond comprehending, she smiled and spit at him. He threw her to his father Ahmet and yelled something in a language she didn’t understand.

Chapter Three, Tongue

Several woman came in and collected Mehmet and helped her out. Tonya was chained to a wall and punched several times in the stomach. She was dizzy now and couldn’t focus on anything, the Opium was racking her brain. She shook her head and laughed again, she didn’t care anymore. Abdula grabbed her mouth and opened it, while her father, using pliers, gripped her tongue and extended it out.

Now Tonya was clear headed enough to scream feeling her tongue being pulled. Abdula moved a long iron skewer in her face and she danced around trying desperately to get free. He pushed the skewer straight through her tongue and pulled it so it was across her face. Tonya screamed in agony, her feet stomping, the pain so great, it made her lose bowel control.

They both let go watching her gag. She couldn’t pull her tongue back in her mouth and watched as blood dripped down the skewer landing in her own urine. Abdula grabbed the skewer and pulled her face to look at him. “Your tongue can get you in trouble, now maybe you will learn, Mehmet is a favorite of mine!”

Both walked away as Tonya shook in pain, she cried and tilted her head to let the blood flow from her mouth. She leaned her head so she wouldn’t choke, and hung there all night.

Chapter Four, Scorpion

Got Gal/Tonya woke still chained to the wall, her tongue now swollen. She tried to shake off the pain but the Opium had worn off and now she was going through withdrawals. She heard someone coming and hoped it was Ahmad or Abdula to release her. She cringed when she saw Mehmet all bandaged up with a evil grin on he face.

“You look fucking stupid, your tongue is purple, and all this cause you cant keep your legs closed.” Tonya ignored her and looked past to the wall, trying to fake disinterest. Mehmet pulled back and punched her in the stomach causing her to lose all her breath. Tonya yanked at the chains grunting at Mehmet, her drool ran down the skewer mixing with blood.

Mehmet laughed and grabbed the skewer and jerked it out in one pull. Tonya screamed from the pain and shook as her mouth filled with blood. Mehmet tossed the skewer aside and grabbed a canvas bag from down the hall where she had came. “I got something for you, so you can remember that your in my beautiful country and not America.”

Mehmet opened the cloth bag and quickly flipped it on Tonya’s head and pulled a cord at its bottom sealing it to her neck. Tonya immediate screamed a high pitch screech as several scorpions fell on her face and hair, all stinging her. Mehmet walked away laughing hysterically listening to Tonya shriek in agony.

Abdula casually walked into the play room he had built to fuck his slaves and saw Tonya still on the wall. He had forgot her and was now curious about the bag on her head. He touched the cloth and saw the movement of insects inside and realized Mehmet may have got a little revenge. He untied the cord and pulled the bag off quickly as to not get bit. Tonya’s face was bloated and swollen, her mouth dripped foam and one of her eyes was inflamed closed. “I…I…m..sorry, pl..pl..I will…never disobey…sssorry…”

Abdula unhooked her chains and caught her as she fell in his arms. He carefully carried her to a large pile of pillows and set her face down. He started a large bowl of Opium a blaze and worked the pipe to a good smoke. She was barely conscious when he slipped the mouth piece between her lips and watched her suck on it like a mothers nipple.

She was numb from pain, toxin and now Opium, and didn’t feel Abdula pull up the back of her T shirt and slide her panties off. He spread her ass cheeks apart and pulled a tube out of his pocket. The tube had a long extension on its nozzel and he stuck it in her rectum.

He smiled and squeezed the lube inside her ass, laughing at the sound it made squishing out her butt hole. He tossed the empty tube aside and pulled out his dick. She felt his cock push against her anus and didn’t resist, she didn’t care about anything, she lay there feeling dead.

He grunted and pushed, grabbed a handful of her hair and wrenched her head back as the greased anus gave way, he slid in her in one push. She took a long drag of her drug and gasped as the length of his cock thrust inside her rectum.

He pulled on her hair to get good penetration and pumped inside her ass wildly. “I fuck your ass, like I fuck your countries ass, god yes so fucking tight!” He grabbed one of her huge tits with his free hand and kneaded and crushed it, twisting the nipple between his fingers. Tonya lay there spitting blood and foam out of her mouth not caring what he did. She felt him stiffen and wail, pushing himself deep in her rectum, filling it with cum.

He grunted, jerked and continued to pump into her till he had shot all his load and fell to the side gasping for air. Tonya lay there and felt the cum trickle out of her anus and down her ass. “I will get you some antibiotics, no more talk about my country, you’re a slave, a house cunt, get situated with it in your head, its all you will ever be.”

The men left her alone for several weeks till she healed. She would see Mehmet grinning at her and would make hand motions like a spider on her face. Abdula would catch her and laugh saying something to Mehmet in a foreign language. Tonya was healed and knew she would be abused or passed around soon, her rest would be over.

Chapter Five, Party

Abdula and Ahmad came in the chamber and spoke to the slaves telling them a party would be given soon and all the slaves where to wash and wear clothing provided. Ahmad also warned that no slut was to question anything a guest wanted, they where to do anything asked.

A old slave came in and handed out outfits made of sheer lace, silk and nylon. Tonya was given a blue piece of silk to cover her massive breasts, and a small navy blue thong. She put the outfit on and looked in the mirror at herself. She had lost weight and her eyes had dark shadows under them, but her breasts still stood up proud, larger then any other slave.

Several hours passed until several men arrived, each carrying bottles or leather bags of liquor. Some carried packages which made Tonya think it was a birthday party. She and several other slaves kept to themselves in the shadows letting the men drink and talk.

Tonya quietly moved to another room to use the hole in the floor the Pakistani called a toilet. She pulled her panties aside, aimed and let loose a stream of urine. She was suddenly aware a very old man was watching her from across the room. She didn’t stop and continued to urinate till she was done.

She had seen him come in with the group and he was motioned for her to come to him. She walked to him and cast her eyes down as required, or she would get slapped. He reached out and squeezed her breast, finding the nipple and pinching it.

She stood still, not wanting to anger him in any way, she had learned not to anger the men after hours of whipping for resisting Abdula in the past. He dug his cock out of his pants and grabbed a handful of hair, pushing her down to it. She took the small cock in her mouth and sucked on it greedily as if she liked it.

He groaned and pumped into her mouth slowly then his pace quickened. She caressed his balls and let his cock slip out of her mouth to suck on them. He grunted and said something under his breath, she could tell from his breathing, he was close to cumming.

Tonya released his balls from her mouth and sucked on his cock hard. It took only a few minutes when he cried out and her mouth filled with warm sticky cum. She swirled it around her mouth so he could see her, then swallowed it smiling. He smiled and put his cock in his pants and walked back to the party.

She moved back to her corner and watched Mehmet dance around a pole and slowly strip her silk off her body. The men chanted and laughed grabbing the silk she cast off and smelling it. Tonya walked to the middle of the room and picked up a bottle of a clear liquor. The men stared at her and ignored Mehmet as she sucked on the cork and slowly wrapped her tongue around it and pulled it out.

She spit the cork across the room and it bounced off a wall and landed in a piss pot. Mehmet watched concerned that now she was not the center of attention. Tonya placed the bottle on the floor and slowly spread her legs in a split lowering herself on it. The men chanted as she moved the bottle opening against her pussy lips and dropped making its opening vanish inside her.

She moved up and down on the nozzle riding it like a cock. Her eyes half closed and she moaned rubbing and pinching her large nipples making them hard.

Tonya groaned and gasped, her eyes closed and she gyrated her hips against the bottle. Abdula and Ahmad watched with a smile and both had raging hard on’s. Tonya leisurely fell over on her back and rolled herself so her legs where in the air, the bottle began to drain inside her pussy.

The men stood in awe, they chanted and watched the liquid vanish before their eyes. She smiled and flipped in the air, landing in a sexy stance and releasing the bottle which flew to Ahmad. He caught it and licked the bottle opening with a smile. Tonya strutted past Mehmet and swung a long leg up and on to a pillow. She lowered herself above a glass and filled it with the clear liquor.

She walked around the room filling each mans glass who drank it with evil grins. She finished by pushing Ahmad’s head back and releasing the last of the fluid directly into his mouth. He grinned and drank the fluid stopping so it ran all over his face. The room cheered and men tossed money at Tonya, who collected it.

Mehmet screamed and dove across the pillows grabbing Tonya by the hair. Tonya saw her coming and caught her hand pushing her aside. She scrambled to her feet and screamed in Pakistani to Ahmad and Abdula.

Both men smiled listening to her and spoke back laughing as they did, then Mehmet smiled as well making Tonya cringe. Abdula walked to her and slid an arm over her shoulder. “She wants to fight you, and says she will bet her life she can beat you, and I took the bet, so tomorrow you and her will fight…to the death.”

Tonya looked at him in shock, she was speechless, then shook in fear. “But you said she is your favorite, what if I kill her?” Abdula smiled a drunken smile, he patted her on her large ass and sat on a pillow. “I don’t care if she dies, I am betting you kill her, everyone else is betting you lose, see, they are betting as we speak.”

Tonya looked around, the men where stuffing money in a large sack and writing pieces of paper. She looked at Abdula again, this time confused. “You know I can kick her ass, and she does too, so what’s going on?” Abdula shook his head in the negative and shrugged his shoulders. “Maybe you wont make it till tomorrow, maybe she will cheat, I don’t know, but she has never lost. But you will win, I know you will.”

He grabbed her arm and pulled her to him kissing her neck. Tonya picked up a hose ans sucked Opium deep in her lungs, feeling the euphoria. Another man moved up behind her and jerked her panties off sticking his finger in her asshole. She gasped at the feeling and pushed down on his hand rotating on it.

Abdula encircled one of her huge tits with his fingers and sucked on the nipple biting and chewing on it. Tonya moaned and twisted the nipple on the other tit.

She looked up and saw Mehmet sitting on a mans face, she groaned and rubbed her pussy against his beard and tongue. Abdula unzipped his pants and his long cock popped out hard and waiting. Tonya looked in his eyes and bit by bit, slid down on it.

The man behind her had his dick out and spit on it rubbing the wet saliva over the head. He groaned and pushed it inside her ass. She bit her lip as both men entered her, then let out a wail feeling the men’s cocks touch each other inside.

The men fucked her together matching each others pace. She loved the feeling of them hitting cock heads inside her. She leaned down and kissed Abdula, then turned her head kissing the man behind her who stuck out his tongue. Tonya sucked and licked it like it was a cock.

The man behind her started to fuck her faster and she could feel him tensing. He grunted and slammed himself into her shooting squirt after squirt of hot cum inside her rectum. Abdula followed and pumped sperm rich jizz inside her pussy. Both men pushed her aside and walked away but she had just a moment before another man fell on her, his cock impaling her pussy. She laughed and sucked on the pipe hose, feeling nothing.

Her eyes popped open when he stuck a massive cock in her. She opened her mouth and arched her back feeling her pussy stretch around a huge ten inch cock. He smiled and slowly slid in and out of her so she would feel every inch of him.

Tonya put her hands on his rock hard ass and pulled him into her deeper, her mouth kissing his as he pounded her. She reached between them and rubbed her clit in tempo with his fucking. He hooked her ankles on his shoulders and shoved his dick in deeper, making her cry out. She smiled and saw a man standing above her head pulling on his cock.

She opened her mouth and wiggled her tongue causing him to gasp and shoot a long stream of white and clear cum across her face. She licked her lips and tasted the salty jizz only to have another man spurt cum on her. Tonya opened her mouth as she saw a man drop on one knee aiming at her face. He shot an enormous stream of cum in her mouth which she let slide down her throat with a gulp.

The feeling of his huge cock and the taste of all the cum pushed Tonya over the edge, she held onto the man tight and screamed in his ear as she had a intense orgasm.

The fucking went on all night, she never got a moment to rest, someone would stick a cock in her as one would finish. Just before dawn, the men left and she slept.

Chapter Six, Cheat

The following morning Tonya woke to a old slave shaking her. The woman helped her up and to a large room where a tub of hot water and soap waited. “I am to clean you, you are to fight Mehmet in thirty minutes.” Tonya shook a moment as the woman soaped up her legs and ass. “I don’t want to fight, I don’t want to kill her, why so fast?”

The woman rinsed off Tonya and handed her a towel. “You fight her, but I am sorry you wont win, she will kill you.” Tonya pulled on a pair of white panties and a old T shirt. She could hear men in the other room yelling and laughing, speaking Pakistani. “What are they saying?”

The old woman listened and shook her head, drying Tonya’s back. “They are betting on your loss, only Abdula is betting you will win, if you win he will be rich, own all their property, but you wont win.” She led Tonya down a hall to a curtain which blocked the men’s view of her. On the other side of the room, Tonya could see Mehmet standing behind a half closed curtain.

They waited till they heard Ahmad yelling to the men that the fight was about to begin, and to make final bets. Tonya was ready, she would make quick work of Mehmet and get this over with. She looked at the old woman and smiled. “How do you know Mehmet will win?”

The old woman smiled and without Tonya seeing, reached under her cloak. “Because she is my daughter.” Tonya stood stunned, then gasped as the woman shoved a bayonet into her stomach, its point popping out Tonya‘s back with a splash of blood. Tonya cried out and doubled over onto the woman. Agony tore through her and she felt hot blood gushing down her body.

The woman pulled the knife out slowly and held it dripping up to Tonya’s face. “I told you, she will win.” Tonya felt her knees giving out but the woman stood her up and hurled her out through the curtains. She fell out staggering and dropped to her knees looking up at all the men most of which laughed at her, then they laughed at a livid Abdula.

Mehmet strutted out and drew her fist back and punched Tonya in the mouth. She fell backwards spitting blood from her mouth and blood that came up her throat. Mehmet walked around the room laughing and throwing her hands in the air, Abdula looked at the men and Mehmet with rage and stomped out of the room.

Tonya rolled on her side and tried to get up but now she was dizzy and knew in a few minutes she would be dead. She had lost to much blood and she had no chance to fight back. Mehmet grabbed a handful of her blonde hair and put a foot on her shoulder. With a scream, she pulled out the hank of hair, the sound of the golden tresses made the men cringe.

Tonya cried out and couldn’t help but burst into tears. She fell over and everything began to grow dim, she couldnt stand and lost all her air as Mehmet kicked her in the ribs. "You got a nice pussy, bet its tight, lets see!" Mehmet dropped to a knee and jammed her fist inside Tonya's vagina.

Tonya doubled over from the pain in her crotch and her wound now gushing blood. Mehmet fist fucked her then yanked out her hand with a sickly sound. Tonya began to black out, all she was aware was Mehmet now had the bayonet and was moving it under one of her huge tits. “I cut off your udders cow, and keep it as souvenir.”

Abdula appeared at the side of the fight area and suddenly Tonya felt…good. She shook her head and an energy flowed through her like a bolt of lightning. Her eyes cleared and she felt the wound on her side…closing.

Mehmet slowly slid the knife back and forth under Tonya’s breast and couldn’t make a cut, the skin wouldn’t give. Tonya pushed Mehmet backwards off her feet and back rolled to her own. She knew the feeling and what it was, she reached out and took her Got gem from Abdula. “I told you, you would win.”

Tonya turned as Mehmet swung a wide punch at her face and caught her fist. Mehmet looked in her eyes and saw rage, anger she had never seen. Got Gal closed her grip on Mehmet’s fist and crushed it. The Pakistani woman screeched in agony, dropping to her knees.

She released the now bleeding bone protruding appendage and swung her arms outward, she looked at all the men who sat in silence and shock and swung her hands back slapping them together catching the Pakistani womans head between them making Mehmet’s head explode.

The men all jumped at the morbid sight, some vomited. Abdula screamed in Pakistani and all the men began to leave, some ripped the bet slips and looked at Abdula in anger. Got Gal turned to Abdula in a rage and was about to kill him, when he pointed up to several Palm plants in the room. Got Gal looked at them carefully and saw the cameras.

“You see Tonya, I have you recorded during our fuck fests, and your smiles as you sucked my Grandfathers cock earlier, he thanks you by the way…your free, you made me money…leave.”

Got Gal held back as best she could, her anger was almost beyond control. “And I tell the American authorities what, I was on vacation?" Abdula smiled and handed her, her costume and mask he had kept. “Well, you where kidnapped by Pakistani slave traders, men you didn’t know, tortured and abused, and it should make a good three part expose’ on your television station.”

Got Gal finished dressing and looked at Abdula through her mask. “You have me, have me on film, but remember, if I see it anywhere, I will kill you.” She then walked out and flew away.