African Homecoming

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This is a closed story for Victoria_cummings and cgraven.


Ian Macalister looked out over the flame trees that lined the broad avenue that led up to the white washed manor house of his family’s plantation. The Macalister had been in Africa for seven generations now They had hacked out a living from the bush and wrested a profitable coffee plantation from it. Of course it was not only by the sweat of their brow that Flame Tree had grown to what it was, but also by the sweat and the back breaking labor of the Africans that they employed. Macalister thought of them as His people an out mode but quaint hold over from the colonial days. Where Brits Ex-Pat’s had fought tooth and nail against the colony becoming independent and had even gone so far as to break with the crown. The Macalister had stayed true blue to Crown and Country. When the enviable finally came most of the planters were more than pleased to let the country fall apart. Let the Kafers run it if they could.

That was not however the view of the Macalister’s. Ian’s father had been a colonel in the Kings African Rifles, and as a KAR Officer he had served with the native black troops. Ian had grown up playing with Sergeant Major Salassy’s son MaCumba. Like his father before him Ian joined the national government, had served as the minister of the exchequer under the man who had been his father’s Sergeant Major in the KAR, President Salassy. He had resigned from his office when his childhood friend MaCumba Salassy was declared President and Dictator for life, that was two years ago.

Ian turned over the telegram in his hand that notified him that President MaCumba would be paying him a visit to discuss some irregularities from his time in Office. He folded the note and placed it in his pocket when he saw his wife coming towards him from the her gardens. She was a stunning beauty and looked more like a girl in her late twenties than a mature woman in her early forties. She had come from a very different background than Ian and her family had to scrape and scrap for everything, if nothing else Mrs. Macalister was a survivor. She had set her cap for Ian and where her family name stood for nothing his on the other hand did. So for her the family’s good name came before all, and was worth any sacrifice. She was indeed a strong woman, if shallow in her out look, if the truth be know she was much stronger than he and the dominate one in their relationship. Though their marriage may not have been a happy one, it was one of social stability. Mrs. Macalister missed the social life of government house and resented her husband’s resignation and the provincial life she was now condemned to.

The great joy of Ian Macalister’s life was his daughters Emily and Samantha . Emily had been away at school in England, but now she were coming home, home to Africa and the very though of having his little darling around him brought a smile to Ian Macalister face. Yet Macalister was not the only one looking forward to young Miss Emily Macalister return. A dark twisted smile bowed the lips of President and Dictator for life MaCumba Salassy for he had some very special plans for the young beauty.

MaCumba Salassy took one last long look at Flame Tree Plantation from his presidential Limousine. By now the District Police Commissioner had presented his child hood playmate an offer he could not refuse, to accompany the Commissioner to the Provincial Capital to answer questions about the irregularities of his term as Minister of the Exchequer, or to have his entire family including his sweet little darling daughter taken to Burundi Prison. Ian Macalister smiled as he kissed, Emily and his wife Caroline good-by.

“Not much of a home coming I fear My Darling but I am sure that I shall be home very shortly.”

He put on a brave a face as he could and yet he knew well that very few survived such an accusation from the dictatorial regime of President MaCumba Salassy. He gave his wife Caroline hand a reassuring little squeeze before stepping into the District Commissioners car.

An hour had passed before MaCumba told his driver to take him to Flame Tree‘s manor. Salassy’s chauffer, a stunning tall African beauty in a classic form fitting Chauffer’s uniform, riding boots and visor cap, the uniform left little to the imagination, as it accentuated all of her charms. Even Caroline had to admit that the girl was a stunning creature, as she held the Limo’s door open for the President and Dictator for life. MaCumba saw Caroline Macalister pacing the veranda wringing her hands.

Your Excellency……

MaCumba listened as Caroline Macalister told him of all that had happened, the accusations against her husband, that he had been taken away by the District Police Commissioner for questioning and what a disgrace it would be if it became know in society circles.

“There, There Caroline….”

MaCumba’s voice was dark, rich, soothing and full of concern for his childhood chum. He found it interesting that Caroline Macalister appeared to be more worried by what society would think than about her husband’s fate.

“ Caroline my dear you know that Officially I can not interfere with a government inquire, but……….”


He let his voice trail off as if considering a possible course of action that might save Ian and the Family’s good name.

“…but perhaps a gesture that would show all the Right People that I put no store in these accusations.”

MaCumba saw a glimmer of hope flare in Caroline’s eyes That somehow the Macalister’s good name and her position in polite society might be saved.


“Tomorrow I am hosting a week long hunt Safari at Flame Bush my hunting preserve. I understand that Emily is back from school in England, why not bring her over,…. I shall invite her to stay for the hunt………..”

There had been whispered, scandalous, roamers about Flame Bush and the President's Hunts


“…………..I would invite you to stay as well Caroline but I know that you will be quite busy in arranging a barrister to represent Ian during the inquires ……”


Again a pause as Salassy let the knowledge that the invitation was for Emily alone to become crystal clear in Caroline‘s mind.


“………….I understand that Emily is a gifted student and quite a stunning young beauty. Have her at Flame Bush by noon!!…….”

All pretense of charm was gone now and there was no doubt that the last was a command.

“………….Caroline, she will NOT need to pack a bag for the week.”

The silence that hung between them was deafening and as Caroline’s full ripe lips parted to protest the Presidents outrageous suggestion, he pressed a single finger to Caroline Macalister’s lips.

“ I fear that neither you or the Emily would fare well in Burundi Prison Caroline……..Emily is now…..what….20.….and quite a stunning young beauty…Have her at Flame Bush Noon sharp!!!! Caroline.

 

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Just having completed her junior of collage, Emily was on a plane back to her home in Africa. She was lucky enough to get a four year scholarship University of Manchester's football team. She was even getting scouts attending her matches, telling her if she kept her performance in her senior year, she would be a shoe in for the top pick of the Manchester United Women's team.

Emily loved living in England so much, her father would tell her their ancestors descended from England speaking so highly about the country. Her father was very happy for her to go to school in England She was on her way home now, to what she was considering a very boring life compare to England. Her family ran a planation which seemed make them sort of well off, yet it just didn't seem right. Emily had her suspicions of possible labor exploitation but she didn't have concrete proof.

While in England Emily was unaware of the politics for her home, but she really didn't care either. A limo was sent to pick her up from the airport and take her home. When she got home, she saw the distressed look on her mother's face.

"Mother what's wrong?"

 

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Emily’s African homecoming was anything but happy. She had arrived at Flame Three Plantation, her family’s coffee plantation, to be told by her mother that her father had left with the District commissioner to answer some rather serious charges. The next thing that her mother had told Emily was that she was expected at President Salassy’s hunting compound Flame Bush.

“Emily you could ask President Salassy to help your father. You know that they were childhood friends. ”Her mother looked worried; she took both of Emily’s hands in hers. “I fear for your father Emily you must go; you must try to help your father Emily.” Caroline knew well that Salassy would demand much of her innocent young daughter, but there was the family’s social position to be maintained.

Caroline Macalister was concerned with her daughter’s tardiness and she made no effort in hiding her displeasure with Emily as the young blonde made her way downstairs. “ Young Lady I told you we were invited to President MaCumba Salassy’s private compound Flame Bush For noon and it is already 11.” Caroline ushered Emily into the waiting Land Rover for the jarring drive over the rutted provincial roads.

Caroline turned on her daughter with the biting sarcasm that was so much a part of her personality. “ I know what you are thinking Miss Emily Macalister, you can't believe that we're bowing and scraping to this black man while he has Dad in prison! ………..Personally, I can't think of a better reason to bow and scrape to him!" her mother snapped as the land rover approached a roadside check point and for the first time Emily began to understand just how serious her father’s position really was.

The Guards were keeping as much as they could in the shade and out of the searing sun of the Veldt . The dust kicked up by the range rover announced the approach of the vehicle well in advance. They had their instructions; the girl was to be taken to his Excellency by Helicopter. The Mother once the helicopter had departed was to return alone to Flame Three their home. The Arab mercenary that served as part of Salassy’s elites Stepped out holding up his hand.

“ Halt! “ The man’s uniform was impeccable, and his dark eyes took in Emily Macalister’s supple young body appraisingly. “Miss Macalister please come with me, President Salassy has ordered that you be flown the last 50 miles in his private helicopter…..” The man paused and then continued in a most charming and disarming manner. “As there is room for only one passenger it will have to return for your mother.” Emily was hustled into the waiting helicopter and whisked away to MaCumba’s isolated compound far from her family and friends.

MaCumba was waiting as the chopper set down in his remote compound. He held out his hand to Emily as she stepped down from the Chopper. He pulled the girl into his powerful arms hugging her firm young body to his as the chopper lifted off.


“I have Looked forward to this for a long time Miss Macalister. To have you here for a week so that I may thoroughly enjoy you.” A small group of the President’s guest were gathering as the stunning young beauty arrived. The North Korean Trade Minister, the Soviet Military advisor, and an Arab oil Sheik. Each was escorted by a bare breasted blonde beauty. The first session was always the most difficult, as his latest victim would fain innocence and virtue.

MaCumba eagerly awaited the shocked expression when his intention became clear, the outrage, but oh how sweet this pitiful little dove’s surrender when she finally realized she had not real option but to submit to his will and his pleasure. He loved the feel of the young beauty in his powerful arms, the way her high firm breast heaved as he held her tight to his body as she tried to step away, “Miss Macalister, it grieve me so to have inconvenienced you on such a sweltering morning but the detaining of Ian……“ The president voice was tinged with apparent sadness. “……of your father is of most grievously important.”

Like his forebears MaCumba Salassy was ruthless in battle as well as in the pursuit of something or someone he wanted and ebony giant wasted no time in getting to the heart of the matter. “Miss Macalister I fear your Father is in serious trouble.” President Salassy let Emily slip from his arms. Yet he still held both her dainty hands in his. “Miss Macalister I can do nothing officially……Our Constitution forbids such things …………………It would be most improper.”

Slowly he drew Emily closer to him again. He let her feel the power in his body, he held her dainty wrist clasped in his powerful hands and held them up between them, almost as if she was his prisoner, her hands cuffed in ebony flesh instead of steel. “Yet Miss Macalister there are other ways to aid your Father, unofficially, to ensure that he is only reprimanded, a reasonable period of house arrest at Flame Tree .”

Salassy had noticed how the young beauty’s stunning azure blue eyes had took in every lured detail of the rouges gallery of his guest for the hunt, and the three gorgeous white girls, bare breasted blondes. The time for subtleties were over. “ Considering the other young Ladies Miss Macalister, you are quite overdressed.” Like a frighten doe Emily gasped in shock. President and Dictator for Life MaCumba Salassy’s lips claimed Emily Macalister’s in a most scandalous and intimate kiss. “Emily strip for us!………Amuse me with an erotic display of your charms!”


Despite the softness of his voice it was touched with his iron will and left no doubt in the young beauty’s mind that it was a command, a command he expected Emily to obey. As he saw the flare of temper flash in the young white beauty’s eyes MaCumba eyes darkened and in a hushed deep soft voice devoid of all emotions he simply said, “ If you rather not then perhaps you would rather entertain the guards at Burundi Prison. Your father could watch as the guards amused themselves with you. ”

 

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Emily having not caring for politics did not understand a thing why her mother was so worried about this hunt the president was holding. She was the sporting type yes, but didn't care for shooting animals with a rifle, not her idea of fun.

She though her father and president were friends, but this was first time she'd heard anything about her father facing prison time. Of course she was only home for about 24 hours or so.

As her mother drove to the meeting place, she swore she heard her say some despicable things that she didn't know her mother thought that way. She wondering why the president of the country wanted to see her of all people anyways. It surely wasn't about wishing her luck on getting onto the Manchester United Women's team.

Soon Emily found herself escorted onto a helicopter. As soon as she got off the copter, she was greeted by the president himself and instant took Emily under his arm, holding onto her tightly. The way he spoke as well made her skin crawl. Her mother wanted to see if could get her father out of jail and how was she supposed to do that? She grunted as she was pulled along then her horror as she saw 3 other topless women being escorted by other diplomats.

"What sort of sick game is this?" Emily muttered under her breath. Then the command to strip and she gave him a look but the squeeze of her arm told her all. She did remove her top but wasn't going to put on a show for them.

 

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"What sort of sick game is this?" Emily muttered under her breath. Then the command to strip and she gave him a look, yet Salassy’s squeeze of her arm told her all. Emily pulled off her tank top, but her pride wasn't going to allow her to put on a show for them. All eyes were on the stunning young Miss Macalister. But it was her stunningly beautiful and expressive azure blue eyes that MaCumba Salassy was watching. He loved how they had darkened and then flared with her righteous anger at his scandalous demand of her, white women did not strip for black men. “Miss Macalister remove your bra, shoes and sock.” He paused then added your skirt. You may keep your panties. Salassy saw the desperation when he confronted her pious pride by offering that perhaps she would rather become the guards at Burundi Prison little plaything and her father forced to watch her abuse. He saw the defeat and despair in her soft eyes clear depths. Emily had no choice but to submit. Salassy wondered if this gorgeous young beauty knew just how sensual and arousing she was. He was looking forward to Emily stripping down to her panties. MaCumba and his guest anxious to see the young blue eyed blonde in nothing but her panties.

Emily could easily believe all the stories of depravity that where told about Salassy. As the ebony giant circled the stunning young white beauty he let his fingers trail over the curve of her ass. “Gentlemen see how firm and tight Miss Macalister’s ass is, I wonder if anyone has fucked that tight delight.”

There were crude laughs as MaCumba’s guest pressed closer to the trapped beauty. His ebony hand cupped Emily’s breast feeling is firmness his thumb rolled her nipple under its pad as he judged just how responsive her supple young body was. “Very Nice Miss Macalister…………….How many lovers have you taken Miss Macalister ? How many have fucked that delicious little pussy of yours.” MaCumba continued to examine Emily’s gorgeous young body discussing her delicate charms as if she were a spirited filly he had just purchased for his stables. “ Could it be you are a virgin Emily” it was the first time he had used her Christian name.

He then turned to his guests , “ Who’s turn is it to entertain us today?”

“Bridget entertained us yesterday” The Korean trade ministered volunteered. “Tanya was most delightful on Tuesday” The Soviet advisor chimed in. “ Ginny the day before Mr. President. Why not Miss Macalister today!” Ventured the Arab Oil Sheik

“An excellent suggestion Mustafa.” MaCumba held Emily’s soft blue eyes captive in his dark gaze as if she were a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming lorry. “Corbeau escort Miss Macalister to the playroom and prepare her for our amusement.”

“Oui Monsieur Le President .” The butler’s voice deep flat, subservient to the will of his master. “Mademoiselle this way.”

Corbeau led Emily from the blazing sun into Flame Bush, down the long corridors of
MaCumba’s Mansion, down long dark descending stairs to the old catacombs of the house, to that portion that once was an Abby, and there in the flickering candle light Miss Emily Macalister entered the chapel of the damned or as President for Life Salassy preferred to call it the play room.

“Your Hands Mademoiselle!” The tone in Corbeau’s voice left no doubt that this was a command, not a request. With a swiftness that belayed the advanced years of the butler Emily Macalister’s dainty wrists where bound in iron, hoisted above her head till only the tips of her toes grazed the stone floor. Thus, suspended, her supple form was drawn tight as a bow string accentuating the delightful curves of her magnificent young body.

Corbeau left without making another comment, to leave the terrified girl alone with her thoughts. How long Emily hung there in the flickering light of the candles she would never know for in the semi darkness time lost all meaning a minute was as an hour and an hour was an eternity. The young blue eyed blonde beauty was left to await Salassy and his guess.

 

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When Emily heard the command to strip, she complied by removing her tank top and sports bra, thinking since she was topless that be fine like the other girls. Then what was demanded was her to strip until her panties, which she begrudgingly did.

Standing out in baking sun, she was sure with her pale complexion that she was going to get sunburned fast if stood out her for extended periods of time. She listened to men discuss entertainment , talking how every other girl was offered up and it seemed like it was her turn.

Emily was about to protest when she was lead away into the mansion by the butler. It was certainly cooler than outside. The butler seemed to be leading her down in a basement which was cool and damp, making her nipples stand erect. Her wrist were shackled above her head pulling her body taught causing her to sway back and forth with little effort. Then there was darkness.

 

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A harsh metallic gating, as if some massive door had been opened, called Emily Macalister back to reality, back from the stark loneliness that she had been lift in. She could feel the faint stirrings of the hot sweltering air of the African Veldt caress her supple young body. The candles flickered, sputtered, and gutted. Emily soon found herself in total darkness as one by one the candles went out. Another sharper metallic click and the young golden blonde beauty was bathed in a circle of brilliant white light surrounded by impenetrable darkness. A light that she could not hide from, a light that caressed her sweet supple charms.

“ I see Corbeau was made you comfortable Miss Macalister.”

There was a chorus of ruckus laughter at the president’s little jest as he stepped from the darkness and into Emily’s little island of light. He admired the way that his butler had displayed the young beauty and yet it was not quite perfect, it lacked a certain something. Again, he circled the young beauty as if he were a black panther and she his pry. As Salassy stepped behind the chained little blonde beauty his hot moist breath stirred the stray whips of hair at the nape of Emily’s neck. MaCumba’s hands lightly rest upon her shoulders, then slide down the sinuous curves of her torso to the girl’s wasp like waist. Dark ebony hands so rough and calloused, in marked contrast to Emily’s pale alabaster skin. As his hands rested on Emily’s hips MaCumba whispered in her ear.

“ Yes, my proud little beauty I think you will make an excellent brood mare. You have the hips for baring many bastards for me Miss Macalister.”

Emily could hear the snickering of MaCumba’s guests as The President slowly began to reveal his plans for her.

“Bridget a spreader bar for Miss Macalister and be quick girl…………Tanya bind Miss Macalister’s ankles to the bar!................ Ginny A bowl of warm water and my sandalwood box, be quick girl!””

Each of the girls quickly did as they were bid and soon Emily found herself spread eagled her supple young body drawn tight as a bowstring and forced to stand on her tip toes. Salassy’s massive hand grabbed Emily’s little white panties and he tore them from her in one vicious motion leaving the young university student in all her naked glory. MaCumba took in every sensual curve of Emily’s gorgeous young body, from the tip of her little button nose, her firm proud young breasts, to the gentle swell of her hips and her neatly trimmed tawny golden fleece.


“Your first lesson will now commence my dear.” Ginny was there kneeling by MaCumba’s side a small tray held up to him her striking blue eyes demurely lowered. His huge ebony hands bathed Emily’s Venus Mons in warm water. He opened the sandalwood box and lathered the trapped little blue eyed blonde‘s tawny golden fleece. Salassy held the straight razor before Emily’s face, he let the harsh white light that bathed her play along its keen edge.

“You will never hide your body from me again Miss Macalister….. Now be very still my firry little beauty lest I cut you.” The cold kiss of steel caressed Emily Macalister’s Venus Mons. The whispered rasp of the steel against her warm skin taunted her. With each pass of the razor nothing was left in its wake but smooth bare skin. MaCumba made the act of shaving Emily a dark sensual experience to further humiliate the proud young beauty till not a single hair hid her delicate little pussy from his view.

“ Now let the entertainment begin……Boris.” The soviet advisor stepped from the darkness into the circle of light that had now become Emily’s world. He smiled into her stunning azure blue eyes as he dangled a pair of vicious looking nipple clamps from their golden chain. The jaws opened and he clamped the young girl’s right nipple. He kissed the tortured bud even as he clamped her left nipple and then gave their chain a viscous little tug to savor Emily’s scream of pain.

“Boris you forget the other little present for Miss Macalister?” MaCumba almost cooed the words even as his ebony fingers slipped to Emily’s tight little pussy and he began to roll her clit under the pad of his finger coaxing the little hooded pearl of passion from its hiding place, leaving no doubt in Emily Macalister’s mind where the next clamp would be placed.

“Tell me Miss Macalister are you still a virgin.” Salassy pressed his finger deeper into Emily’s chaste tight pussy. “Well Emily…….are you?” his lips were just a breath away from hers and brushed the chained young blonde as he spoke.

 

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As Emily hung in the darkness, alone with her thoughts, she'd never thought 48 hours ago she'd be in a situation like this. 48 hours ago she was hugging all her friends goodbye and making plans to meet up again in the fall. Instead she is now hanging in what she assumes to be a sex dungeon, or maybe a real dungeon. This left a shiver down her spine. She found herself dozing off as she hung there.

She was started out of her slumber as heard gates opening, then closing and voices. She blinked as saw candle light approach, laughing at the state she was in. Soon there seemed to be flurry of activity around her. She heard MaCumba himself breading her which caused another panic in her. She wasn't ready to be a mother.

She couldn't concentrate on that as she felt motion around her, her legs split apart, cold steel around her ankles forcing them apart making her even more vulnerable than before. She then saw Mr. President holding a shaving razor mentioning never hiding her body from him again before he knelt down and started to shave her pubic hair.

After that hamulating act, they said the fun only beginning as she felt the pinch of nipple clamps bite onto her tits. She let out a visceral scream as her nipples were pinched, but then the loudest scream when the third attached clamp was placed on her clit. She was in tears at this moment as her captor walked around and taunted her asking about her virginity. The first words out of her mouth her.

"Go fuck yourself."

 

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“Tell me Miss Macalister are you still a virgin.” Salassy pressed his finger deeper into Emily’s chaste tight pussy. “Well Emily…….are you?” his lips were just a breath away from hers and brushed the chained young blonde as he spoke.

"Go fuck yourself." Came the young blondes response. Macomb smiled as he ran his fingers across Emily’s clamped nipples. “I much rather fuck you my dear.” He gave a vicious yank on the chain that connected Emily’s nipple and clit clamps. He savored her scream of agony.
“Boris……”
MaCumba’s voice trailed off , the Russian slowly toyed with the little golden chain that linked the girl’s nipple and clit clamps. Salassy yanked Emily’s head back with a twisting motion so he could look her into her stunning blue eye.

“……..Answer Miss Macalister or I shall let Boris play with you for a while.”

“CRACK” Salassy’s hand came down swiftly on Emily’s firm little ass. The blow was hard enough that her ass jiggled most seductively.

“Answer the question Miss Macalister.”

There was a malicious gleam in the Russian’s eyes as he smiled at the possibility of having the young beauty to do with as he please.

“CRACK” his hand struck Emily’s firm little ass again, his handprint emblazoned on her well rounded ass.

“Answer or my I will let my guests find out in their own way my dear!”

 

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As Emily hung there naked helpless, she was determined not to give these creeps the satisfaction they wanted of breaking her down and hamulating her. She had an iron will; at least that was she was telling herself. When asked about her virginity, she told them to to fuck themselves, that was coming back to bite her in the ass.

As the chains connected to her breast and clit was pulled, she let out a shriek of pain. Then her ass was spanked at least twice causing her to sway in the bindings about. When was constantly pestered if she was indeed a virgin, Emily shouted this outburst.

"You're going to fuck rape me anyways, so might as well get it over with!"

 

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"You're going to fuck rape me anyways, so might as well get it over with!". Salassy through back his head and laughed. “Your firry spirit is marvelous Emily. Yes, you are going to be raped, but it shall be slower, and I fear more painful for you and a delight for me and my guests my sweet girl.”

Emily's body arched and jolted as he suddenly spanked her; and Boris yanked on the golden chain that connected the vicious nipple clamps and clit clamp. Her back bowing and thrusting her hips forward, her young, pert breasts jiggling. Her eyes were wide open in shock, as the hard blows with the flat of his hand pushed her hips forward into his probing fingers. Despite the fury of his assault his thumb deftly found her sensitive clit and rolled it around. It was an overwhelming cocktail of pain, pleasure and utter degradation that drove conscious thoughts from her mind and made her skin crawl and tingle. Salassy smiled as he discovered the reality of Emily’s virginity.


Again, the big Russian gave a vicious little tug at the chain that connected Emily’s clamped nipples and clit. Emily looked from the uniform-clad Russian to her African tormentor and the look in his eye made her blood run cold once again. She struggled to control herself . MaCumba could smell Emily Macalister’s fear a sharp tangy scent that mingled so seductively with the growing musky fragrance of the girl’s unwanted arousal. He loved how her gorgeous young body arched to his touch. How her flawless cheeks flushed scarlet with her violation and humiliation washed over her even as her arousal grew. Salassy savored the moment of her torment.

MaCumba let his hand slide down over the firm curve of the bound young beauty’s blazing ass. “ Now I shall give you the opportunity to please me and my guests with your sweet little mouth Miss Macalister for I am sure you will prove to be a very talented little cock sucker.” With a nod the chains that held Emily’s magnificent young body stretched so tight suddenly slackened. The Salassy watched as the hapless young beauty collapsed to her knees before him his fingers entwined in Emily’s lustrous silken mane as he drew her up on to her knees. The tip of his mammoth cock brushed the trapped young beauty’s ripe moist lips.

“ Little slut please me with your mouth………” He paused a moment then cruelly snapped back Emily’s head, so she looked directly into the black depths of his soulless eyes. “ If I so much as feel a tooth you will pay most dearly Miss Macalister “ MaCumba let her head fall forward to rest against his thigh.

"Or would you prefer If I fucked your tigth little ass Emily?"

 

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Letting out a scream as the chain attached to her nipples and clit was tugged once again. She heard the laughter of everyone down in this dungeon with her. Emily winced and tensed up as fingers probed her indeed virgin vagina. She felt fingers also rub her clit which was causing her all sorts of confusion and made it hard to keep up her tough act.

Suddenly the chains that were holding her open were loosened and she fell hard on her knees on the hard concrete cutting them up a bit. Fuck she hoped her knees didn't get too fucked up or her football career was shot.

She felt a cock start to press against her lips. The smell of sweat repulsed her. She glared up at the man, her captor. She heard his warning but was seriously thinking about it anyway. She let the cock slide into her lips and start to bob up and down on it to make the president think she was going along, then chomp down hard around it. When the moment was right, Emily bites down hard on the president's cock. She knew something was going to happen but she wasn't going to make it easy for them.

 

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Salassy smiled as Emily let his cock slide into her “O”ed lips and golden head began to bob up and down on his cock. Salassy enjoyed the sweet suckling of his cock by the firry young Miss Macalister, his fingers entwined in their golden tresses. When the young beauty had lulled the President and Dictator for life into a false sense of security with her apparent surrender to his will, Emily suddenly bit down hard on the president's cock.

Salassy lashed out as he pulled from Emily’s mouth, his had flashed out, slashed across her cheek knocking her to the ground. The golden haired beauty lay prostrate at his feet. His voice was strained when he managed to speak. “That was very foolish of you Miss Macalister and you shall pay dearly for it.” Salassy was still gasping from Emily’s assault. He grabbed Emily by the hair and dragged her to the center of the room. “You little bitch so you like things rough well then instead of me taking your virginity, I will have my guest join in in the fun. ”Gentlemen you can do what you like with her.” He paused for a moment. “ She is a nasty little bitch and she is a virgin.”

“Her Ass is mine.” Chimed in Mustafa the Arab oil minister.

The Korean trade Minister smiled. “I’ll take her virgin cunt.”

Boris smiled. “Her chaste mouth shall be my prize..

The three men closed in on Emily. Her hands were bond behind her back. The Korean laid down his ridge cock like a flagpole waiting for her virgin pussy. Emily was positioned over his cock. Boris roughly shoved a guard into Emily’s mouth so he could fuck her chaste mouth with out fear of being bitten. The oil Sheik place his hands on the hapless girl’s shoulder as she forced her down on the cock that waited to claim her virginity.

Salassy savored the young redheads scream of pain and loss as her virginity was ripped away. Boris shoved his cock passed the guard and began to fuck Emily’s angelic face. Impaled on the Korean’s cock Mustafa pushed Emily forward, his thumbs spread her ass cheeks and rammed his cock home.

The three men brutally fucked Emily as the three naked nymphs tended to Salassy. He watched as the men gang banged Emily each taking their turn fucking her delicious defiled young pussy, her tight little ass, and angelic face. When each man that fucked her face came he pulled from m Emily’s mouth and came on her breasts, face, and hair.

 

[victoria_cummings]

Emily savored her victory, no matter how short or short sighted it was for she was hoping to send a message she wasn't going to go down so easily. She had a competitive spirit. Even when playing soccer when looked like the other team was winning she never game up and played her hardest until the end.

She braced for the slap and didn't flinch as he struck her. She felt herself get dragged by the hair to the center of the room and thrown down onto it, face smashing a bit as she landed. She felt a type of gag that held her mouth open and guard around the teeth so she couldn't bite down as the three other leaders circled around her. The crowed and slid around, and under her.

Before she take in what was going on, she felt a sharp pain in her bottom as two cocks were roughly thrust into her vagina and anus. She would let out a scream but her mouth was stuffed with the third cock. She could feel herself bleeding from below. She was helpless as they assaulted her. The pain was so immense Emily was unsure how much she could take. She lost track of time, but finally they came. Emily was relived until they talked about switching positions which they did and started to fuck her once more ravaging her poor holes. This pattern happened a third time which by this Emily was in so much pain she couldn't think straight.

The was a moment during the second round, that through out all the pain, she felt weird, her body reacted differently and she was unsure why. The guys said she squirted but everything was just a blur. After round three, she was just left on the floor, she didn't know how many people still around or anything.

 

[cgraven]

Salassy smiled as he watched and savored Emily’s multiple rapes. He loved the look of hope in her eyes at the end of the first round only to be dashed as the men switched position for her ordeal to start all over again. It was during the second round of Emily’s rape that as she was being seesawed between the man fucking her ass and the one fucking her defiled little pussy that Salassy first caught the scent of the golden blonde’s unwanted arousal.

Emily’s gorgeous young body began to ungulate, meeting the trust of the man fucking her pussy. The girl was now also being forced to deep throat the man that fucked her angelic face. Emily’s muffled scream pleased the President and Dictator for life when she came. “So, my little slut you like it rough when you are fucked Baby.”

Emily lay on the floor her angelic face and firm young breasts covered in their cum. “Lick yourself clean Miss Macalister.” He then turned to the three bare breasted blondes. “ Help our little slut clean herself up ladies.” That dark voice of his was felt as much as heard wrapping around Emily in a dark sensual caress. The Hyena’s drew closer so they could see every detail of the young beauty’s forced little show. Soon Emily could feel the warmth of young supple bodies pressed to hers.

“ Master can be very gentle and pleasing when a girl is good.”

Little Ginny’s voice came in a soft angelic whisper .

” Lord MaCumba enjoys when you become excited “

Bridget cooed.

“ Let us help you Miss Macalister!”

Tanya whispered even as her fingers brushed Emily’s shaven pussy.

The three young blondes began to caress the hapless young beauty’s treacherous young body. Emily heard their whispered suggestions on how to please her Master with her sweet little mouth, as their hands continued to seduce her supple young body.


Her body gang raped and now he desired her would rape her soul, to make her his pleasing little slut, to have her willingly betray her heritage, her most deeply held belief that good Girls did not give their favors to Kaffers. That was what he desired of Miss Emily Macalister.

 

[victoria_cummings]

Emily laid there covered in sweat and cum, causing her body to become sticky and dust from the floor clung to her body. She was in a hazy confusion. She had been raped by 3 men three times over, yet she experienced her first orgasm. Up until this point she never even masturbated yet. She wanted to save herself for that lucky guy who'd be her husband in the future, but now she was ruined. Yet she wanted more of that but not by these ingrates.

Then the command was given to the other girls whom she was surprised seemed to be into this descended on her like banshees. they were ordered to help clean her up and soon their tongues were all over her. Fingers rubbed and caressed as well, soon one of the girls found herself between Emily's legs, finger and tongue started to attack that pussy of hers. Emily was too tired or sore to try doing anything to stop the three.

Soon with their attentions Emily found herself panting and gasping which only caused the girls to giggle, increasing their efforts. Soon the thrill blondes worked and ripped another orgasm from her leaving her all the confused some more.

 

[cgraven]

MaCumba had begun Emily’s transformation with a subtitle little wink that had set his three little Blonde nymphs loose. Tanya’s sole desire was to have Miss Emily Macalister cum on her fingers even as her tongue lashed the gorgeous young golden Blonde’s pussy and clit. Bridget kept the hapless beauty’s traitorous supple young body humming with a sinful arousal as she suckled the girl’s nipple. When at last Emily could no longer resist the pleasure forced up on her. As she screamed in sinful ecstasy.

Their little pink tongues caressed Emily’s cheeks as they lifted Emily’s breast to her lips and cooed for her to lick it clean. Little did Emily know that now she would be the center piece of a lesbian show for the amusement and entertainment of MaCumba Salassy’s guests.

Emily lay in the embrace of her tree female lovers as the Ginny and Bridget leaned over her magnificent young body to lap and lick at her face, neck and breasts. Even as Emily shivered and trembled as she blushed scarlet with shame. The young beauty knew that she had been marked as MaCumba’s Salassy’s property that no matter what she did from this moment on he owned her.

Tanya feasted on Emily’s aroused pussy driving the hapless young beauty to another sinful orgasm of unwanted pleasure. When Boris caught the fact that Emily Macalister was just about to cum again he winked at Mr. Kim and they quietly bushed Ginny and Bridget aside. Just as Emily’s moist ripe Lips “O”ed in her sinful ecstasy the two men released the clamps that had held the girl’s rosebud nipples captive and the pain of her blood rushing back into her tormented her nipples mingled with Emily’s unwanted pleasure causing a sensation so dark and rich that nothing in her young life had prepared her for it. Pleasure and pain mixing, mingling until they were one overpowering sensation that filled every fiber of her being. Emily found herself panting and gasping which only caused the girls to giggle, increasing their efforts to drive their captive mad with the desire for more. Soon the three blondes ripped another orgasm from the defiled young virgin.

“Emily do you want more my dear? All you have to do is ask for it.” Salassy caught Tanya’s eye, a knowing glance passed between them. Where Tanya had ripped orgasm after orgasm from Emily she now brought the hapless young beauty to the edge of that abyss that promised the girl such sinful pleasure and yet Tanya would now deny Emily, leaving her wanting. It was obvious that Salassy controlled Emily’s fate and was the only one who would grant what her treacherous young body desired now.

“All you have to do is just ask Miss Macalister.” Salassy would not relent, he would humble Emily and make her beg to be fucked.

 

[victoria_cummings]

As her second forced orgasm was ripped from her Emily thought the torment was done, but it seemed like the golden haired banshees were taking a play out of the men's playbook and each took their devilish turn in forcing her to orgasm over and over again.

Emily was going delirious with the non stop assaults onto her body which was virgin up until a few hours ago. She wasn't even sure how much time had passed. During the last orgasm, Emily felt the clamps holding onto her tits and clit be ripped from her causing her to scream out, as she screamed though, she squirted even harder than anytime before. She didn't understand what was going on. All she knew she was a prisoner of the dictator for life and there was no one to rescue her.

 

[cgraven]

Emily lay in the embrace of her tree female lovers as Ginny and Bridget leaned over her magnificent young body to lap and lick at her face and neck and breasts. Even as Emily shivered and trembled as she blushed scarlet with shame. The young beauty knew that she had been marked as MaCumba’s Salassy’s property that no matter what she did from this moment on he owned her. Tanya feasted on Emily’s aroused pussy driving the hapless young beauty to another sinful orgasm of unwanted pleasure. Emily’s unwanted pleasure at the hands of her three lesbian lovers caused a sensation so dark and rich that nothing in her young life had prepared her for it. The prim and proper young redhead had been brought up that sex between a man and a woman was natural, but between two women was sinful. Yet now she was being brought to not only forced orgasms, but to the heights of sexual ecstasy by her three little blonde nymph lovers.

Salassy loved the way the girls where now denying Emily the joys of sexual ecstasy they had so freely granted her earlier. Now theses sensually seductive young nymphs. Again, Macumba Salassy’s voice came to her, wrapping around her mind and will like fingers of mist. “Emily do you want more my dear? All you have to do is ask for it.” That deep voice searing her young soul with the promise of more unimagined pleasure.

“She is such a stubborn little beauty President Salassy why not pierce her little rosebud nipples. “ Mr. Kim ventured

Salassy then turned to Emily, he smiled down into the girl’s eyes. “So, Miss Macalister which shall it be begging me to fuck you or piercing your nipples my dear.”

 

[victoria_cummings]

Emily lied on the dirt floor of this dungeon, surround by world leader who should be respectable men, but they turned out to be scum who took delight in raping her. Then they send their harpies onto her and raped her even more. It had been hours since this humiliation began, ever since stepping foot on this private island of Salssay's.

Lying there too tired to move, dirt sticking to her backside, every muscle of hers was on fire. Her throat was parched. She was barely conscious as heard her captor ask about her begging to be fucked or something else which she couldn't make out in her haze. Her answer still defiant as her spirit not quiet broken yet.

"Go.....fuck.....your...se" Was all she could croak out.

 

[cgraven]

Salassy’s three guest loved the lesbian show that Emily was the unwilling star of. They loved the way that Tanya had Emily withering in the ecstasy of her unwanted orgasms as the three golden haired nymphs raped the defiled young virgin in their own way. Bridget let the hapless girl’s nipple slip from between her lips with a sensual little pop. Bridget’s fingers entwined in Emily’s soft silken tresses and she drew Emily’s lips to hers in a seductive and demanding kiss.

As much as Salassy loved to see his latest play toy used and abused by his guests and by his little blonde nymphs he wanted more from this proud young beauty. Emily lay on the floor prostrate at Macumba’s feet, a fine sheen of sweat, from the intensity of the orgasms Tanya had ripped from Emily’s gorgeous traitors young body. When MaCumba asked “So, Miss Macalister which shall it be begging me to fuck you or piercing your nipples my dear.”

Emily’s spirit flared once more "Go.....fuck.....your...se" the young beauty gasped. “Very well Miss Macalister so be it.” Salassy turned to his sensual little Nymphs. “Display Miss Macalister as Batard did Tanya and Bridget." The two girls drew Emily to her feet and once more she was chained spread-eagled. Salassy turned to Ginny, “Bring me the sandalwood box with the tools to pierce Miss Macalister’s nipples.”

Bound as she was Emily was helpless as she hung in her chains and at Macumba’s mercy. For hours she had been raped by both men and women and now her nipples were to be pierced. Ginny soon returned with the box kneeling she stretched out her hands and held the box up to her Master. “Very good Ginny.” He took out a long needle. “All you have to do Miss Macalister is beg for me to fuck any way I desire.” Salassy pressed the point of the needle to the base of Emily’s nipple, he pressed the needle through Emily’s nipple. Then he forced a ringlet through Emily’s piercing and clamped it closed. He bent and kissed the tortured little bud and gave it a cruel little bite. He smiled into Emily’s soft tear shimmering eyes as he placed the point of the needle at the base of Emily’s other nipple.

With both of Emily’s nipples pierced her torment had just begun. He next took a long thin needle from the box no thicker that a human hair he pressed it into Emily’s areola. Nine others followed as Salassy formed a sunburst pattern around Emily’s pierced nipple. He then proceeded to do the same to Emily’s other breast and nipple.

“Beg me to fuck you my dear!” as he spoke his fingers ran over the needles setting them trembling and spread an unholy fire to spread in every fiber of the bound young beauty's gorgeous young body.

 

[victoria_cummings]

It had been hours since she first arrived to the estate. It wasn't long that she was lead down to this dungeon, where she hung for so long before the group came and she was forcibly raped by three men, then three women. She was tired, sore hungry, thirsty to maybe point of dehydration.

She was asked to be to be fucked by the president himself but she refused this as she laid on the floor which only let to her current torment, getting her nipples pierced. She was on verge of fading in and out of consciousness, she wasn't sure if he used any disinfectant on the needle and didn't do anything to numb the pain causing her to scream out as each needle was poked through her skin.

She was in tears unsure how much more she could take, if she wasn't chained up she would surely collapse. When asked to beg once more, she reluctantly did, not of her wanting to but as trade maybe for food and water.

"Please sir, I'm so hungry and thirsty, if let you fuck me can I get some food and water, please sir president."

 

[cgraven]

Emily hung her head in defeat as she whispered, "Please sir, I'm so hungry and thirsty, if let you fuck me can I get some food and water, please sir president." Salassy smiled at the gorgeous little golden blonde surrender. He knew that Emily truly did not want him to fuck her but still she had surrendered if reluctantly to his will.

“Oh, course you can have some water Miss Macalister.” Salassy poured some water into the palm of his hand and held his palm to Emily’s parched lips. “Drink my dear and perhaps later something to eat. That is if you please me. I look forward to fucking your tight hot little cunt Miss Macalister.”

Salassy released the girl’s dainty wrist from her bounds. He caught Emily in his arms.” Tanya release her ankles.” Then he turned his attentions back to Emily. “On your hands and knees Miss Macalister so I can fuck that juicy pussy of your.”

He did not remove the needles that pierced Emily’s areolas. On her hands and knees Salassy knew that each he thrust into her pussy her breasts would sway and unimagined pain would lace through her delicious young body.

His hands on her trim little waist he forcibly slammed into her juicy pussy causing her breasts to sway and the needles quivering.

 

[victoria_cummings]

Emily just looked at her captor as he mocked her position by making her drink just a tiny bit from his hand. The very little water did very little to parch her thirst. She didn't have time to consider this as her hands were unshackled once again and she found herself onto her knees.

As she knelt she felt the president's rough hands grip her waist and thrust into he. She thought the pain of being raped by three men was the end but he felt even bigger than them. She felt her pussy stretch just to accommodate him. Panting and crying a bit, the stings of the needles seem dull compared to how massive his cock felt trying to tear her apart. She felt her muscles cling to the beast inside of her.

Something weird start to happen, despite all the pain it seemed like her hips were trying to move with him, like her virgina was trying to suck him in. It was like her own body was betraying her, why was it feeling natural not when it was painful and hamulating before, she couldn't understand what going on.

 

[cgraven]

As Emily bent her golden head to drink from the palm of his hand, Salassy savored her little surrender, for he new that this stunning young creature would soon learn with each little surrender she would become bound more and more to this man who now was her Master, wither she knew it or not. Then Emily took the next little step, the next little surrender as she came to her hands and knees.

Macumba Salassy massive hands wrapped around Emily’s trim little waist. He smiled as she screamed out as he thrust deep inside her tight little cunt. The young golden blonde was panting, her supple young body, her muscles cling to his mammoth cock deep inside of her juicy cunt. With each powerful thrust Emily’s firm young breasts swayed, and the needles sent sharp little waves of pain to rack her gorgeous young body.

Emily’s next surrender pleased Salassy as her gorgeous young body betrayed. Emily’s hips sensually began to move, the muscles in her tight little pussy rippled as her supple young body griped his cock and tried to pull it deeper into her. Pain, Pleasure, rippled through every fiber of Emily’s delicious young body until they became one overpowering sensation. One that had the confused young beauty cuming harder than ever in her young life.

Macumba kept pounding into Emily, racking orgasm after orgasm from the young beauty. By now pain and pleasure had become one. Salassy’s body was molded to hers. The stray hairs at the nape of her neck danced in his hot moist breath. “More Miss Macalister?” his voice deep hypnotic. “More so you can fly my dear Miss Macalister?”