English Girls at the Auction Block
Chapter 14
They left both the girls alone for a while. Firstly because rushing never helped
to train a slave and secondly so they could watch the two stunned English girls
through the elaborate network of spyholes. Torment was such a sweet thing for
them to enjoy especially for Billy and Josh, who would normally be allowed to
fuck the captives but were in turn frustrated by the girls' virginity.
So Allison was struggling in her bondage on the dining table, every sexual urge
burning desperately for release. Jessica on the other hand burned with
humiliation and the pain from her knees and the wooden bar that her crotch
rested on. They didn't leave the two English girls for long but for the young
officers it seemed like days.
They were removed from the scenes of their respective humiliations and dragged
in simple bondage to what appeared to be a bath room. They stripped Jessica's
urine soaked uniform blouse and tie off of her body before showering the pair of
them down with warm water to removed the outward filth. They were then tied to
cross frames whilst the Arab Harem girls got to work with oils and styli to
alternately soak and then scrape the skin. If the two naked girls hadn't been so
weary and nervous they would have appreciated how effective this ancient
cleaning regime was and how good it made their skin feel. After another hot
shower Billy and Josh took their charges back to their cells. With their hands
cuffed before them they were allowed to eat fruit and drink as much water as
they needed.
Both the girls ate and drank greedily, not only driven by the privations they
had suffered but by their ignorance of when they would next be granted such
luxury. So greedily, in fact, that Josh actually instructed Allison to slow down
or she would suffer dreadfully from cramps. Finally both of the girls were
allowed to sleep, still naked and bound upon hard wooden pallets that served as
mattress and pillow in one. Strangely they were given pale grey silk sheets to
sleep under to protect them from the chill in the room but in such a way as to
show their delectable bodies still.
Jessica determined to stay awake so that she could have time to appraise their
situation after her guardian had left but it seemed that the food had been
drugged or she was more worn out than she thought because she dropped
immediately into a deep dreamless sleep. Allison took slightly longer getting to
sleep, the chill of the dungeon air added to her over indulgence at the dinner
table meant that she was desperate to relieve herself. Eventually she succumbed
and padded over the hard cold stone floor to the small drain hole where she
squatted down and pissed for what seemed an hour as she tried to finish before
anyone had the chance to see her. Unknown to the poor young English woman she
was under constant surveillance via a series of spy holes in her cell wall.
Feeling more comfortable in herself Allison dropped into the dark veil of the
drugged sleep.
Allison was still half asleep when she started to feel the wonderful sensation.
Being a stranger to sex it took her a moment to work out what it was. Something
hard but gentle was stroking back and forth between her legs. Forwards and
backwards it went, feather light but insistent, like the teasing she had
received at the dinner table but this time it was directed at her, not against
her. She let out a discrete groan as what she assumed to be a thumb started
circling the front of her sex, inexpertly but effectively massaging her
clitoris. She began to lift her hips up off the pallet in time to the rubbing.
Her breathing ragged and deep. God she knew she was getting damp again and she
hadn't even opened her eyes to see who was doing it to her.
'You are such a fucking honky slut.' Spat Josh as her rubbed his fingers now
soaked in Allison's moisture across her lips and under her nose so that she
could smell herself and taste herself.
Now suddenly awake she would have gagged but had been dragged upright by the
hair so violently that she had no time to react to one torment before the second
over whelmed her.
Jessica awoke in the warmer light of morning but kept her eyes tight shut. She
didn't want to know if yesterday's privations had been a nightmare or not and so
it was best to just keep her eyes closed to shut out the nastiness. She wasn't
going to be so lucky. As of the previous day, Billy dragged her up from her bed
by the hair and marched her down the corridor. She was completely disorientated,
barely awake, the light stinging her eyes and the smell of the African man's
sweat stinging her nostrils and making her almost retch in disgust.
Billy and Josh had drunk heavily the night before to drown their disappointment
at not being allowed to rape such prime white bitches and they were both paying
with horrific hangovers. All Billy managed to say to his charge that morning was
a repeat of the promise that she would beg him to rape her bottom just to stop
the treatment that she was going to receive. It was almost a relief for both of
them when he threw Jessica onto her knees in the presentation chamber and stood
back to hold her by her leash.
Jessica realised that she was beside Allison and that they had been interfered
with whilst asleep. They had been partially dressed. Both girls had been put to
bed naked with their wrists cuffed before them. Jessica could tell that, even
though her long blonde slightly wavy hair still hung down loosely, her khaki
peaked cap had been put on her head and fastened in position with hair grips. A
quick glance revealed Allison's red hair supporting her black tricorn hat with
the intricate wire badge. Jessica glanced down to check, she was wearing her
uniform tie but no blouse, so the brown neckwear acted like a second collar
beneath the steel slave collar and hung down between her breasts. Her jacket had
been restored to her but not fastened so that after her arms had been place in
harsh bondage behind her back, elbows and wrists tied tight together pulling her
shoulders back, he large breasts were sticking out. In fact the way that the
heavy serge jacket hung from her shoulders and was tucked against her bosom
served to accentuate it quite marvellously.
Allison was bound much the same way but her jacket had been tucked up behind her
so that her smaller breasts were displayed like Jessica's. Both women had also
been redressed in their stockings, held up with elasticated garters rather than
suspenders, and what looked like slightly more feminised versions of their
shoes. If Billy and Josh could have got away with it they would have ravished
the two white beauties there and then.
Both the girls were on their knees but held up by the leashes attached to their
collars. This was how Abdul, their chief tormentor found them as he strode into
the room. He was dressed in riding gear, heavy boots, breeches and a pyjama like
top. Worrying as ever for the girls was the fact that he was carrying a riding
crop.
'Good morning crusader sluts. I hope that after a night's reflection you have
decided to be better behaved to day.' He stood massively bearing down on the two
British officers. 'I do not wish to treat you harshly. Well maybe a little.'
With little more than a flick of the wrist the leather tip of the riding crop
landed a stinging blow on each of the girl's left breast. Allison squealed with
the pain, Jessica managed a more controlled hiss of breath between gritted
teeth.
'Tonight you are to do me a great service as I am short of some furniture for a
little party that I am throwing.' He grinned down at the two captive white
girls, who barely understood what her was talking about. 'But first though I
have a treat for you. Even though I wish to sell you intact doesn't mean that
you can't at least learn what a man tastes like.' He motioned to the two black
captors. 'The Russian pig slut is waiting, make sure that these English whores
get what is their due.'
