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[gypsy4191]

This is a role play for me, gypsy4191 and Joe Schmoe set in the here and now

"Bloody Guides" Keaira muttered letting herself into her hotel room. "He could have at least given me some noctice that he was going to get himself killed, bah"

After shutting her door behind her Keaira threw herself onto the bed, now what was she going to do? The whole point of being here in Egypt, Alexandria to be exact was to see all the historical sites, which she couldn't do if she had no guide.

Growling she rolled over and stared at the ceiling, she didn't really want to have to wait around for another couple of weeks while she found another certified guide. Perhaps she should move onto her next destination a bit earlier than planned.

Getting up off the bed Keaira went to bathroom and had a quick shower to ready herself for her date tonight. Even now she found it hard to beleive that she was throwing caution to the wind and going out for dinner with a man she had never met before. But his message and sounded so intriging and mysterious, and she so badly wanted a romantic affair on her travels.

"Get rid of this horrid hymen" she muttered to herself. She was sure she was the only virgin 23 year old in the world. It wasn't that she hadn't had any offers, at 5' 7" curveasous body and with Green eyes, she had her fair share of offers. Its just that the time had never seemed right, perhaps tonite will be the night.

Brushing her hair out she allowed it dry against her shoulders, it was a mutli coloured mix of reds, blondes and caramels and her crowning glory. She'd never cut it for as long as she could remember, so it hung to ass.

Because it was still so hot she wore a simple cotton dress in emerald green, with matching pantaloons. Keaira bit her lip and looked at her refelction, would anyone notice that she wasn't wearing underwear? It was just so hot the extra layer of clothers made her uncomfortable.

Singing softly to herself she made her way down to the lobby where the message had said transportation would be waiting for her. Standing near the fountain as instructed a uniformed man aproached her.

"You are waiting for transport mistress" Keaira nodded. "Follow me then please"

Keaira followed the man out to where a limousine was waiting its door invitingly open.

 

[Joe Schmoe]

"You are waiting for transport mistress" Keaira nodded. "Follow me then please"

Keaira followed the man out to where a limousine was waiting its door invitingly open.

Once the lovely young woman was in the limousine the driver shut her door, the soft thud behind her closing off the outside heat. He walked around and entered the driver's compartment and shortly they were off. The window that separated the driver from the back began the soft whine as it slid up. closing her off from him. It was tinted glass of a dark smoke that matched the other glass in the doors, not allowing anyone from the back to see beyond or outside.

A sudden click swept around the girl as each lock in every door dropped, the tip of each smooth rod sinking below the surface of the door panels. She was now locked in. That was when she realized that there were no latches on the doors either. There was no way out for her now as the car quietly and smoothly traveled through the rough ancient stone streets of the city where merchants and vendors hawked their wares to the milling tourists and natives.

Little did she know that the road she was now on would lead her around the world to a destination of sex and suffering by men that craved the use of the beautiful for their deviant pleasures.

 

[gypsy4191]

Getting comfortable in the limo Keaira was too busy looking around to pay much attention when the window seperating the driver from the passenger slid up. But when a second later the loud click singaled every lock sliding smoothly into place she glanced widly around and noticed that none of the doors had latches.

"What the hell" she muttered to herself, looking out the window at all the vendors and merchants lining the ancient stone streets.

Blowing out an irritated breath, she settles in for the drive, assuming that this was standard procedure for this type of thing. After all she'd never started an affair before, so she had no idea what was going to happen.

 

[Joe Schmoe]

The car left the outskirts of Alexandria and took to a coastal road along the Mediterranean Sea. They passed the shipyards then luxury boat docks followed by fishing vessels moored along the coast. The car stopped briefly at a security booth that stood outside a massive fortified wrought iron gate. The driver spoke for a moment with the armed guard who reported their arrival and then opened the gate. The chauffeur, with his female passenger, entered onto the grounds of a luxurious villa that overlooked the sparkling blue-green sea.

There were guards that patrolled the perimeter of the grounds and coastline, others positioned at each strategic point outside the villa as well as in, all heavily armed with automatic weapons. The owner spared no expense for the high level of security on his property. In his line of business anything less would get him arrested or worse, killed.

The car entered into a courtyard where a small but extravagant fountain was centered inside the surrounding villa. The car stopped as all of the locks in the car popped back up. The driver stepped out and opened the door where the young woman sat. She was greeted with the face of a clean shaven serious man that wore sunglasses and held a pistol in his hand. He waved it, directing her as she was ordered, in a heavy accent, to get out of the car.

As soon as she stepped out into the strong sun of the desert two men latched on to her arms and held her as a man, in an expensive eggshell colored suit and mirrored sunglasses, took all of her possessions from her. Everything was handed over to another man but her I.D. and passport, this was pocketed by the smartly dressed man.

"Take her in and strip her. Have her ready for when I come for her and the others."

She was hustled from the courtyard into the villa by the two orderlies.

 

[gypsy4191]

Keaira fell asleep in the back of the limo as it sped along the coastal road. She didn't wake up until the car slowed at a massive fortified wrought iron gate. While she was admiring the gate the driver sppoke with somone and then they continued on into courtyard where a beautiful fountain stood.

When the car stopped all the locks popped back up and the driver came around and opened the door for her. Her heart pounding with excitement she looked up into the face of clean shaven serious man that wore sunglasses.

"Wow" Keaira thought he's pretty hot, until she looked down and noticed that he held a gun. As her eyes widened in curiousity she realised the man was telling her something. Listening more closely she realised the man was ordering her out of the car.

"Well i never" she said quite pissed off "I will tell your employer about your lack of manners when greeting his guests" with her nose firmly in the air she slid out of the car. Only to be grabbed by two men and was relieaved of all her possessions by another.

"Take her in and strip her. Have her ready for when I come for her and the others."

While she was still reeling in shock she was hustled from the courtyard into the villa. Once the cool air conditioned air hit her face she regained her senses.

"What in the hell do you think your doing?" She asked one of the men, when she recieved no reply she started to get scared. This wasn't supposed to happen, all of a sudden the stories her friends had told of white slavery and abduction played in her head.

"God no" she whispered "That can't happen to me" The man holding her left arm gave a mirthless chuckle. Hit with the direness of her situation Kearia knew she had to try to escape, she went limp.

As both the men tried to compensate for the dead weight in their arms Kearia twisted free and kicked out, catching one man in the knee and the other in the ankle. Not stopping to see wether they were down or not she took off running, back the way she thought she had came.

Past priceless treasures and century old taperstries she fled, down winding corridors and through huge archways. knowing she was now helplessly lost only caused Kearia to panic more.

Breathing hard she thought to herself, if i can find a place to hide, until they stop looking for me, i could be safe she said. Coming across an alcove that was hidden from view by a tapestry she crawled into, gulping down huge lungfuls of air as she tried to calm herself down.

Eventually her breating returned to normal, and as she sat there she began to wonder how she was going to get herself out of this situation.

 

[Joe Schmoe]

The sound of heavy footfall running along the tiled floor came and went all around the villa. Shouts directing men where to look echoed through the place as the scurrying group seemed to move in mass. Only the sound of isolated searchers told of a few that were sent scattering.

"Check every room, under and behind every piece of furniture! Turn this place upside down if you have to! That girl cannot escape or the whole operation will be in jeapordy! Find her and find her now!"

The man in the off white suit commanded the men during the search and his mood was not good.

"You, look behind each of those rugs along the wall! Find the bitch! This is putting us behind schedule. Nassor will be docking soon and he intends to look over the stock. Damn it, make haste! You! get the other women ready and in the viewing room."

Down the long length of hall the men began to throw aside each wall rug to make sure she was not there. One by one they came closer and closer to where Keaira was hiding.

 

[gypsy4191]

As the sound of foot steps got closer to Keaira's hiding spot her panic escalated. What was she going to do? perhaps, she thought to herself, i can bribe my way out of here. If there was one thing her father had taught her was that anyone had a price, it was just a matter of finding it.

As the tapestry she was hiding behind was flung to the side Keaira let out a scream.

"We have her Sir." An arm reached in and dragged her out by her hair and dumped her in the middle of the corridor. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out a pair of handcuffs and twisted her arms up behind her back before attaching them to her wrists.

"Please" she whispered to the man, "my family is rich, they can pay you whatever you want if you get me out of here."

The man grunted and twisted her arms up further, "I have more than i will ever need now, this is a lucurative business, even for lackys like us. Besides what good would more money be if we were swimming with the fishes?"

Realising that all her hopes were runied Keaira started struggling. Be damned if is was going to give these men what they wanted out of her, perhaps if she faught enough they may think her not worth the effort and kill her, that would be the best thing.

"You fucken bastards" she screamed at anyone and everyone. "If your cocks weren't so shriveled up from fucking each other up the ass all the time, perhaps you could get a female to pay you some attention instead of abducting them"

"I will not become what you want me to, i would kill myself first." Punctating her outburst her spat at the men close enough to her, including the man in the off white suit, where it landed on his shoe.

Glaring at him she hissed "Will you kill me now? I'm too much trouble, i will never not try to escape, you will always have to watch your back, i will escape or die trying, and i will take you sons of lucifer with me." She spat again, but this time it landed on his cheek.

 

[Joe Schmoe]

Glaring at him she hissed "Will you kill me now? I'm too much trouble, i will never not try to escape, you will always have to watch your back, i will escape or die trying, and i will take you sons of lucifer with me." She spat again, but this time it landed on his cheek.

The man's head flinched when her spit struck his face but instead of being angry he just smiled at her. A finger came up and wiped the trickle of saliva off. The finger disappeared into his mouth and he sucked her spit from it.

"Is that the best you can do? Your daddy's money mean nothing here. Besides why would we want that sort of unwanted attention? Do you think you are the only toy we are dealing? You are a foolish little girl but you will grow up real quick once you are removed from here. There are a lot of men that will pay good money for a brand new toy like you. That is all you are now. A toy. To be played with and you will be played with often, I already know that. You think your hollow courage will save you? Think again. It will only spur them on more, especially to break you. You are a wild untamed beast to them and part of their pleasure is breaking you down and then breaking you in and you will be broken. The more you fight the more you will end up screaming, so fight. See if I give a shit. Here is your first lesson. Hold on to her."

Hands held her arms tighter, fingers biting into her flesh as another hand held her hair, immobilizing the girl. The man she spat on stepped up closer then his hand landed sharply across her face, knocking her head aside by the force. His hands grabbed the thin fabric of her dress and in one quick motion it ripped, freeing her body to any of his whims. The suited man leaned in close to her. She could only see her torn dress and exposed body in the reflection of the mirrored glasses that hid his eyes. A wicked smile formed over his handsome face as he took hold of her nipple and pinched it severely, twisted it cruelly in his strong fingers.

"Remember, you are nothing but a toy for the enjoyment of men, men much more cruel than I am. Men that will take delight in your suffering. Men that will fuck you in ways you never dreamed of. Only a toy."

He stepped back and nodded for them to drag her to the room with the others.

"Get her the fuck out of here. If she gets stupid again, knock her fuckin' ass out."

He look at his wrist watch, "get going, Nassor will be here at anytime."

"Here is one to take with you cunt." her head rocked to the other side when the back of his hand struck her again then she was taken away.

 

[gypsy4191]

Keaira couldn't believe it. Spitting at the man hadn't accomplished anything, not a goddamn thing. In fact he'd sucked it off of his own finger, that was so gross. There was no way that she would allow herself to become any mans toy, let alone a sick sadistic bastard.

Opening her mouth to give a scathing retort she feels her arms grabbed and pulled tight as well as her hair. The slap across the face came as such a surprise that her head whipped to the side with the force of it. Still reeling from the force of the blow she is further unnerved when the suited man rips her dress and then pinches and twist her nipples. Keaira couldn't help herself the sensation was one of pain, but a pleasurable pain, she let out a low groan, and prayed that none of the men heard it.

"Remember, you are nothing but a toy for the enjoyment of men, men much more cruel than I am. Men that will take delight in your suffering. Men that will fuck you in ways you never dreamed of. Only a toy."


The man in the suit ordered her to a room where by all accounts other girls like her were waiting. Before leaving the room the suited man slapped her again, this time her tooth caught her lip causing a trickle of blood to escape from the corner of her mouth.

She was shoved unceramoniously into a room filled with huddle crying girls. Staring at them she realized that she was not going to become like them.

"Sniveling little prats" she sniffed at them, "Where's your back bone? They haven't even started on you yet and your all crying like babies" lifting her hand to her mouth she wiped at the trickle of blood and licked it off her hand. All the girls stared and then started crying harder. "Bloody sooks" she muttered under her breath going to stand by herself near a mirror. She didn't bother checking her appearance, she wanted to look as unattractive as possible.

Looking around the room she couldn't help but compare it with the rest of the villa. This room was stark white with no trappings, just three walls with large mirrors. Unconcioulsy her hands drifted to her nipples, remebering the feel of the mans pinching they hardend and she let out another soft moan. One hour with these men and she was a degenerate. Her nanny had always taught her to revile all phyiscal contact as it was the devils work. She later realised that her nanny was mad, but 13 years of ingrained thought was rather hard to rid ones self of. That was why she was still a virgin.

A thought struck Keaira, perhaps if they thought her not a virgin, no one would be interested, surely they wouldn't carry out medical examinations. Keaira grinned to herself, come hell or high water these men wouldn't hear it from her lips that she was a virgin, and she sure as hell wasn't going to be "good" for anyone1

 

[Joe Schmoe]

Almost an hour went by and no one came to look in on the girls that were being held in the mirrored room. Suddenly the lights went out and they were thrown into total darkness. High above at each corner of the room near the ceiling a single powerful light turned on, all four pointing to the same spot in the middle of the room.

A disembodied voice followed, barking instructions to the girls.

"Your name will be called and when it is you will stand in the center of the room under the lights and remove anything you are wearing. Do not leave any item on and do not be repeated to do so or the penalty will be severe. The quicker you commit yourself to obeying the quicker your lives will be easier."

"Karen McArthur."

"Victoria Armstrong."

One by one a name was called and one by one a girl would hesitantly step under the lights, crying softly or in gasping sobs. A pile of their clothing and accessories grew just at the fading fringe of the light as they did. Once nude, each girl slowly spun in a single turn then was told to go right or left. It quickly became apparent that the girls with better looks were sent left.

A small handful of men stood behind one of the walled mirrors discussing the fate of each and every woman that was in the room. They discussed the beauty or lack of once the girls stood under the lights and removed their clothing. Then they discussed the route each girl would be sent on. Some would end up as servants in some South American, South African, European or Middle Eastern household while others would take the more shadowy path of a sexslave, being sent to any place in the world.

Then Keaira's name was announced through the speakers.

 

[gypsy4191]

Keaira heard her name announced through the speakers. She was not going to give these men the satisfaction of seeing her snivel like those other little prats. She calmly walked over to the lights and stood there. She didn't have to remove anything as everything had been stripped off her in the various stages of her flight for freedom.

Staring into space Keaira plastered a look of extreme boredom onto her face and examined her fingernails. Knowing they would be listening somehow she started talking.

"I do hope no one is expecting a virgin, they would be horribly dissapointed" Grinning to herself she continued "Oh and you can all go fuck yourselfs if you think that i will ever submit or make life easier for any of you."

Having said her piece she left the lights before being told which way to go and went back to leaning on the wall where she was before hand. Looking at the groups of girls she noticed the wide eyed looks she was getting from them.

"Close your mouths bitches, you'll let the flys in. Or some guys cock." Sides heaving with laughter Keaira loved the look of horror that came across the girls faces. "Oh come on, like you didn't know what was going to happen to you. You have to have more smarts than that." Glaring at them she continued "Bloody hell would you stop mewling like that, wheres your fucking back bone. These men will walk all over you if you allow them too."

All the girls completely broke down at that, wailing and holding tight to each other. Looking anywhere but at the pathetic creatures in front of her Keaira noticed a door to the side slowly opening.

 

[gypsy4191]

Three men walked into the room with the girls, one held a clip board, the other two what looked like dog collars.
The man with the clipboard started calling out names, as the girls shuffled forwards the men clasped the collars around their necks, there were two different colours, blue and green.
Kearia couldn't help herself, she was intregied as to what the colours meant, almost as if reading her toughts the man with the clipboard starting talking

"You girls with the green collars have been brought to be house slaves, you will serve your new master in every domestic way, except for sex. Obviously your new master's find you to unattractive."

The girls with the green collars started crying, it was the ultimate humilation, they were kidnapped and then prounounced to ugly to serve as sex slaves. Turning one of the men led the girlsout the door.

With an evil grin the man with the clipboard turned to the rest of the girls

"As you can probably guess, you girls WERE found to be attractive and your new master's will use you in every sexual way you've ever thought of, and probably some you haven't."

Walking down the line of girls he attached tags to their collars,

"These are your master's tags, nw you are truly bitch's."

The other man led the rest of the gils out through the door and onwards to their new life.

Turning to Kearia the man gave a trully evil leer,

"As for you, your shenagians have made you the center of attention, the boss nows you will fect a very high price. Someone will pay a fortune to be able to tame you, you are to come with me to one of the guest rooms where you will be prepared for a very private show, with three very rich men who will be able to afford you."

 

[gypsy4191]

Grabbing her by the hair the man dragged Keaira down numerous hallways and through countless archs until he reache the room he wanted.

Opening the door and thrusting her through the man grunted a few orders at her.

You will allow these women to get you ready for your performance, you will obey them in everything.

Storming out of the room the man locked the door behind him, leaving keaira in the room with three other women. Turning to them Keaira beescheed them

Please help me, i have family, i need to get back home.

The women ignored her and turned to a door off to the right,

You will go in there and wait quietly they commanded

Not knowing what else to do Kearia went through the door only to find the most scrumptious bathroom she had ever seen, every fixture was solid gold. Forgetting her orders Kearia was shocked when a soft whip landed across her thigh.

Stand still.

feeling humilated Kearia stood still while one of the women circled her. She did not expect what happened next, the woman in front of her shoved her hand between Kearias legs and ran her fingers along her cunt lips.

Look at this, the rough treatment has made her wet, the woman brought her glistening fingers up to her mouth and sucked all the cunt juice off of them.

Mmmm she is virgin. At this statement all the women statred shoving their hands into her cunt, just enough to agther the juice that was by know starting to drip steadily.

Coming to her sense Kearia struggled and broke away. Don't touchme she screamed, i'm not lesbian.

Grinning to themselves the women continued to primp Kearia, one brished her hair and another removed all her body hair, including from her cunt.

Leaving her in the room alone they left and went to report to their master that the new captive was indeed a jewel, she liked it rough. The rougher they were the more juice she let down