Maria was only vaguely aware of being thrown into the back of the van. She lay cowering on the bare metal floor as it bounced along the road in darkness. As it came back into the city the street lights flashed intermittent streams of light in through the muddy windows in the back doors. She stretched on her back and, in the flickering light, saw the red stripes from the whip raised angrily on the insides of her thighs.
After a while the van stopped, she was dragged out roughly and pulled down into the muddy hole where she was chained to the iron grill. All night, Maria clung to the bars of the gate, her naked body shivering with cold as she stood up to her ankles in the sloppy mud, water dripping from the edges of the hole, running into her hair and down her face. She hung there, alone and fearful until the morning but, even when it became light, the hole stayed in the shadows and she moaned in desperation.
She thought of everything that had happened to her and began to sob. She hoped that someone would come to her rescue but, as it started to get dark again, she realised that her situation was hopeless. She tried to stretch her arms but she was too tightly bound and she bowed her head in painful and resigned misery.
In the darkness she felt herself dozing off and began to dream of captivity. She imagined she was bound to the back of a wild stallion as it galloped across open fields. She saw her naked body pulled down tight across its sweaty back, her legs were strained wide and a leather thong pulled her ankles tight beneath its girth. Her arms were drawn forward and bound with a leather leash beneath the animal's thick neck, her face was pressed hard against its hot flesh and her reddened cheeks smacked against it as it leapt over fences and through muddy streams.
Every movement it made was transmitted into her bruised body, she felt its galloping hooves on the ground and the snorting from its flared nostrils. Her limbs were pulled roughly by the flexing of its mighty muscles as it took off over a hedge, and then by the shock in its flanks as it landed back down again. The movements spread through her flattened breasts and through the smooth skin of her tossed about face but mostly it came through her cunt that was splayed out across the broadness of the huge animal's back.
The soft folds of her outer labia squeezed down against the spiky hairs on the horse's back. When it jumped her cunt opened wider and the inner leaves felt the pressure from its shoulders and the stinging from its bristly hairs. As her cunt got wetter she felt her clitoris engorging under the sensation of roughness that the pounding caused and, as it grew and pressed down more, she felt the inside edges of her vagina opening and searching for the prickly ends of the coarse sweat smeared hair.
She waited anxiously for each new lunge and every time pulled herself tighter onto the heaving animal. She felt her face flushing with overbearing excitement and she felt the wetness from her cunt running warmly against the insides of her splayed out thighs and she started to bite the tousled mane of the galloping beast…
Then she started, opened her eyes wide and banged her head against the grill. Someone had their hand between her buttocks and was probing the edges of her cunt!
"Is this the one?"
Maria turned and saw that it was a tall, dark haired young man dressed in leather who was feeling her. Father Thomas stood in the shadows a little further back.
"Yes, that's her, Maria, I'm not sure whether she is ready, but she is wanted so I have got to send her. Make sure that you arrange for her to get the training we agreed on the way. Lay it on like I said and no mistakes now. Take her by the normal route and I will meet you at the docks as usual. I will take her on from there. I will be taking Caleb with me and that fool Kirk – the Mistress Lesley says he will make a 'useful addition' if nothing else."
"Nice cunt," said the young man pushing his fingers into Maria's vagina, "very nice, she must have been thinking of something good, she's very wet."
He pulled his fingers out of her vagina then thrust his hand further between her legs and felt her clitoris.
"I think she's ready for a fuck right now. What do you think Maria? Fancy a fuck before we set off?"
"There is not much time if we are to keep to schedule, so you had better get going."
The young man drew his hand away from Maria's cunt and slapped her playfully on the bottom.
"Come on boys, let's get going!"
Several men came down into the hole and started to untie Maria from the grill. They were all dressed in motorcycle leathers and, as they stretched up to undo her, the smooth leather pressed against her naked skin. Its coldness made her shiver and she gasped when some silver studs on one of the jackets stuck into her shoulder. When the ropes at her wrists were undone she slumped down exhausted. Two of the men caught her in their arms and held her until her ankles were released, one of them grasped her breasts and squeezed them hard. Then they dragged her out of the muddy hole and onto the pavement.
She looked up to see a group of large motorcycles with more men dressed in black leather standing around them. Some of the engines were ticking over and one of them was being revved by a blonde haired man with a ring in his nose who called out over the noise of the engines.
"Come on you bastards, let's be off, we can make a night of it."
Maria was pulled over to a large black motorcycle that had an open sidecar fitted, she hung onto the men's arms and started to shake with fear.
"Stick her in, let's get going!"
They lifted her up and held her for a moment above the top of the side-car, there was no seat inside, only roughly painted metal and the tangled tubular steel of its chassis.
"Not that way you fucking idiots, head first!"
She gasped as they tipped her naked body upside down and thrust her headlong into the side-car, banging her head against the tubes of the chassis as it was forced down into the nose-cone. Two of them bent her legs and another held her waist up, she felt like a capture animal as her legs were squeezed inside and pressed down roughly until only her upturned buttocks stood up from the body of the side-car. She was terrified as her face was forced crookedly against the bodywork and she coughed as she inhaled the sickening smell of oil and leather. Then she felt some straps being pulled tight across her back and she was pressed down even further as they were secured to the sides.
"Nice arse!" one of them shouted and she felt another hard smack across her bottom as the engines began to rev loudly.
"And I see she's got a name, Maria!"
Then another smack, this time right across her still stinging brand, then, with a jerk, she felt the motorcycle pull away and roar off.
Maria could just see through a small hole in the front of the side-car. She watched the flashing street lamps and the headlights of traffic as the motorcycles careered at breakneck speed through the streets and out onto the main road. Her buttocks stuck up out of the side-car and she felt the cold air as it blew across her taut skin. She was trapped so tightly that she could not move her head and her arms were pushed up under her breasts. Sometimes the motorcycle went around corners so fast that the side-car lifted off the ground and she thought she was going to be killed. Then the road went dark as they drove on through the night in a noisy, frantic convoy. Every so often one of the motor cycles pulled in front and Maria could see its rider leaning back and gesturing, then it would drop back and pull alongside. Once, one of the motorcycles banged into the side of the side-car and she screamed in fear as her face was crushed against the tubular chassis. Then she saw some lights ahead and the convoy pulled off the main road and into a brightly lit cafe car park.
After revving loudly the engines stopped. Maria felt her heart pounding with fear as she waited in the darkness. She heard the riders propping up their bikes, shouting to each other and laughing. Above the sound of her pounding heart, she could hear lorries passing on the main road and as they went past the flash of their headlights threw some light across the car park and the motorcycles glistened against the black Tarmac.
Maria felt very frightened, she was terrified by what might happen to her and her skin tingled with fear and dread. She felt so captured and alone and her heart thumped even louder as she breathed rapidly against the inside of the side-car. Through her small spyhole she saw that all the motorcyclists were dressed in black leather and some had chains hanging from their waists or drooping from the padded shoulders of their jackets. They walked around their motorcycles, pushing and jostling each other, some took their helmets off and hung them on the ends of their handlebars, then they congregated around the side-car and started laughing and joking about the position that she was in. She felt completely humiliated as they prodded her bottom and poked their fingers around the insides of her upturned thighs. She tried to twist herself away from their probing but it was impossible.
Then she felt the straps that held her down being eased. Though she was quaking with fear, she felt relieved as they slackened and she could move again. She pulled her face away from the bodywork of the side-car and tried to wriggle herself out but her antics made the men laugh and jeer and she felt overwhelmingly ashamed.
"Look at the bitch's arse wiggle!"
"See her cunt though, what a beauty!"
"Look how the bitch squirms, what a cunt!"
Maria felt like crying as they taunted and humiliated her, but even though she wanted to hide away, she pressed her hands against the front of the inside of the side-car and tried to force herself out.
"Hey Jacko, she's trying to get free!"
"Just get the bitch out, I need something to drink."
She felt hands pulling at her and she was lifted bodily out of the side-car. She cried out and tried to wriggle free but the men holding her only laughed. She felt their hands all over her naked body and her arms and legs being pulled all ways as they argued to gain control of her like beasts contesting their prey.
"Come on you fucking morons, just bring it inside," commanded Jacko.
"She's got no clothes on, the fucking bitch is naked, how can we take her in there?"
"Just bring the fucking bitch and if anybody wants to argue I think I can persuade them it's OK."
One of the men, tall with black hair and a silver chain hanging from the shoulder of his jacket, grabbed her breasts from behind and snatched her away from the others. He held her off the ground and began carrying her towards the cafe. As his hands gripped her breasts tightly, his fingernails dug into her soft skin and she thrashed her legs about to get free, but he was much too strong for her to even loosen his painful grasp.
"Fucking firm tits!" he kept saying as he squeezed them roughly and marched across the car park holding her up like a prize.
"OK, put the bitch down now, but keep hold of her, we don't want to lose her do we?"
The man carrying Maria let her down abruptly to the floor, her knees sagged as she felt her own weight again and she hung her head, but straight away Jacko grabbed her chin and turned her face towards his.
"This will make sure you don't get away from us."
He dangled a shiny chain in front of her and she pulled back, her eyes wide and filled with fear.
"Oh please, I can't stand any more. Please."
Jacko ignored her.
"Pretty? Pretty? Pretty little chain for a pretty little neck?" he taunted as he swung the chain from side to side and it glistened in the lights that came from the inside of the cafe. Then he turned around to the others, suddenly seeming to hear what she had said.
"Can't stand any more? What's that bitch? A pretty little bitch like you? Can't stand no more?"
He reached forward with the chain, pulled one end through a ring that was fixed to the other and, in one quick movement, dropped it as a noose over her head and around her neck. She gasped as she felt its coldness encircle her throat, then she cried out as he tugged it tight and it cut into her skin. He snatched it tighter and pulled her face close to his own. She spluttered and choked and tried to reach up to ease the strain at her throat but he would not release her. Then he snatched it hard again as if to tell her to drop her hands. She saw the menace in his eyes, dropped her hands and stood limply, hardly able to breathe.
"Right, let's get something to drink."
Jacko pulled at the chain and dragged Maria behind him like a dog, the others followed, still laughing and pushing each other rowdily. The smoke filled cafe was filled with men at small tables covered in plates of food and mugs of tea. A blonde haired young woman wearing an apron stood behind the serving counter. Everyone turned and stared as the group entered, there was a moment's silence, then the men at the tables started pointing and laughing as they saw Maria being trailed behind Jacko on the chain.
"Got yourself a fine dog there."
"I think it's a bitch."
"Lovely little tits!"
Jacko walked straight between the tables and dropped his elbows on the counter, holding the chain up to his chin and tugging at it lazily. Maria stood closely behind him in an attempt to keep the chain slack, then she bent her face against the leather shoulder-pad of his jacket and shivered nervously. Jacko ordered some drinks and waited.
He ignored the stares and taunts of the men at the tables and casually twirled the end of the now slack chain between his fingers. Maria sniffed at the leather of his jacket and felt aroused by its animal smell, she bent her head closer, touched it with the tip of her nose and, as she inhaled deeply, she felt a surge of anticipation flow through her naked body.
Like an animal, she breathed in the scent again and opened her mouth so that she could taste it on her tongue, then she drew closer and licked her tongue out slightly until it just glanced the surface of the shiny black leather. She felt her limbs tightening and the blood running fast through her excited veins as she laid her tongue flatly onto the leather and licked it with long slurping strokes. She felt her spit dribbling over her lower lip and licked it up keenly as she made longer, wetter strokes with her eager tongue.
The girl behind the counter brought the drinks and laid them down in front of Jacko. She stared quizzically at Maria licking the jacket but looked quickly away as Jacko caught her stare.
Maria stood back for a moment but then realised that Jacko was somehow protecting her, shielding her from the stare of the girl, and she bent forward again and carried on licking the jacket. She knew that she was going to be subjected to more torture and enslavement, but this time she was starting to feel the excitement before it even started.
She was waiting for Jacko to start things, she wanted to urge him to get on with it; she could hardly wait, she felt the animal inside her already demanding satisfaction. She licked harder at the jacket and worked her dripping tongue up onto the collar and then onto Jacko's tattooed neck. She tasted his skin, it was oily and sweet, and she lapped at it enthusiastically. He did not shy away and she felt him sensing her need to be both violated and fulfilled, she began to feel like his lover and wanted to whisper all her needs into his ear.
Then the room broke into a clamour of noise and activity. One of the motorcycle gang, a fat man with a wide leather belt, was arguing with one of the men at a table. Jacko turned and shouted.
"OK, you'd better get your bids in, we've a nice prize for you, and, if what I've been told is right, she will do anything, absolutely anything."
Maria's feeling of safety evaporated as the chain tugged tightly at her neck and Jacko led her into the centre of the cafe.
"What do you think of this? Firm tits, beautiful arse and look at that shaved cunt! She's a clean-shaven bitch to be sure!"
He spun her around on the end of the chain as if her was selling something in a market and the men ogled and pointed like excited purchasers.
"Anything! Yes, anything!"
The men started shouting what they would like to do and offered various amounts of money for the pleasure.
"Yes, yes," said Jacko trying to calm them. "Fucking, whipping, and she'll suck you until you die, but this is a special prize, she's going to want more pleasing than just that!"
He dragged a spare chair to the middle of the cafe and sat down on it. Maria stumbled as the chain pulled tightly at her throat, she choked and went to grab the noose to loosen it but Jacko snatched it hard to stop her. She had learnt the signal and dropped her hands obediently. Jacko put the end of the chain in his mouth and held it there while he undid the zip of his leather jeans. He lifted himself slightly off the chair and pulled them down together with his underpants until they curled up loosely onto the tops of his heavy leather boots. His cock fell onto the top of his left thigh, it was large and the glans was already swollen and probing out through the loose flesh of his foreskin.
"Lick it slave," he ordered as he tugged Maria's face towards it.
She lowered her face obediently and held out her tongue, its tip touched the swollen glans and she drooled spit onto it. As drips of spittle fell from the end of her tongue she licked them back carefully into her mouth, tasting the salty tang that lay on the hot flesh of his growing cock. She licked it more then slowly folded her lips around it and began to suck. It felt beautifully warm in her mouth and the glans swelled heavily onto her tongue as she sucked it hard and probed the tip of her tongue into the opening at its end. She wanted to hold it in her hands but did not dare unless she was ordered.
"Wetter! Wetter! Get sucking you bitch, it needs to be wetter than that!"
Immediately she sucked harder onto the now hard and throbbing cock and she pushed it from side to side inside her mouth. She massaged it with the spit that lay inside the edges of her cheeks and she drooled around the shaft as she drew her mouth up and down, closing her eyes and feeling its warmth probing towards the back of her throat.
"Enough!"
He snatched the chain and her face was pulled away violently. She wanted more and looked at him longingly as spit dribbled freely from her open mouth.
"Turn around and bend over bitch!"
His words caused a thrill of excitement to run through her thighs and hips and she felt her cunt moistening in anticipation. The words he used and the pulling of the chain were enough to make it wet but the thought of his cock made it drip. She turned obediently and waited for her orders, hoping she could suck his cock for longer and take it deeper into her throat, then some of the others grabbed her wrists roughly and her arms were pulled out wide. Jacko looked down at his cock, it was fully stiffened and the veins pulsated on its long, hard shaft as Maria's spit ran freely down from the swollen glans.
"Sit on it slave!"
She did not hesitate and bent slightly forward against the strain of the chain and the pressure of the hands around her wrists. Her buttocks widened and she bent them towards the throbbing cock, the outer lips of her cunt parted and glistened as she lowered them down. She felt the heat from his cock as her cunt got closer and she pulled her neck forward against the chain and felt its gagging tightness at her throat.
"Your arse bitch! It's your arse I want!"
She stopped but did not hesitate. She widened her buttocks more and bent her anus towards the throbbing member, again she felt its heat but this time it was against the muscular ring of her arse. She let the tip of the hot cock touch the ring and it distended readily against the slight pressure, then she felt the wet end more fully and the growing heat and she pushed herself down hard onto it. The cock ran in easily and she gasped and dropped her head forward as she felt its length penetrate her.
"All the way! Get down on it bitch! All the way!"
She pushed herself down until she felt the widened base of his cock pressing against the tight, muscular ring of her anus; it was completely inside her. Jacko pushed her shoulders forward until her head hung between her knees and she gasped for breath. He pressed his cock into her arse as hard as she could while she lay forward, suffocating and gulping under the unrelenting pressure of his hands and the throttling of the chain around her throat. Then he yanked the chain hard and pulled her back until her head was drawn up against the side of his face. The chain cut into her neck and, as she fought to get her breath back, her tightening muscles and sense of desperation hardened her already prominent nipples until they ached.
"So, who's first?"
A tall and slender man stood up waving money in his hand.
"OK, let's see what you've got for my beautiful arse-fucked little slave shall we?"
One of the motorcyclists took the money, then the man came forward, stood in front of Maria and pulled his trousers down to his knees. His cock hung heavily between his thighs.
"Fancy a fuck with this bitch?"
Maria glanced at it and felt herself drooling, she felt so captive, so humiliated and so filled inside her arse, but it only gave her pleasure. She could feel the pain in her throat and the tightness in her anus and the terror of her humiliation, but they were all causing her cunt to run with ecstasy. She wanted to suck the man's cock, then she wanted to be fucked by it and all the time she wanted to feel Jacko's cock in her arse, the pressure of the chain at her neck, the straining of her outstretched arms and the men shouting and jeering at her.
She felt the chain slacken at her throat and she bent forward, straining eagerly towards the slowly stiffening cock. She wanted the chain to be loosened more quickly and yet she wanted it held more tightly so that it would cut even deeper into her throat. Her mouth reached the tip of the now hard cock and she sucked it straight in, it swelled inside her mouth as she dragged it down as far as she could. Then the chain pulled her back and she had to let it go. Her cunt was wet and as she opened her thighs expectantly, the pressure on her buttocks squeezed Jacko's cock tightly inside her arse and, as if suddenly reminded of it, she bore down on it to get some more.
The man lunged at her and drove his cock into her cunt. She felt it run in and fill her cunt completely and she squeezed every bit of it as hard as she could, drawing herself tightly around it while at the same time squeezing Jacko's cock even deeper inside her arse. She drew up on them both then plunged down frantically, boiling over with excitement as she felt them both driving back inside. She lifted herself and plunged down again, then again and again until she was riding them both like a frenzied beast, sweating and tossing her face from side to side.
The man fucking her cunt grabbed her cheeks between his hands and squeezed them hard, then he thrust his fingers into her mouth and she sucked at them and bit down onto them until she felt a hot surge of spunk exploding in her cunt. She squeezed her vagina as hard as she could, and felt every drop being drawn out of his cock as she sucked it inside. Then she released the fingers and started screaming for more.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!"
She drove up and down but the cock in her cunt came out, dripping and used.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!"
She screamed at the top of her voice as she rode wildly on Jacko's cock but she was not satisfied, she felt her cunt open and empty and she wanted it filled again.
"Come on you bastards I can take the fucking lot of you. Fuck me you bastards!"
She heard her own disgusting words and knew that the captivity and humiliation had again overcome her, she wanted fucking and the more violently and painfully she got it the better.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!"
Another man came forward and drove his cock inside her cunt and she screeched with relief and joy and bore down on it in a frenzy. Then another man came forward, grabbed her hair and pulled her mouth wide with his fingers, she gasped and drooled as he pulled her face down and plugged her mouth with his cock. She sucked at it until it finished and filled her mouth to overflowing then she licked around it and drank it all until it was dry. Then another man came forward and she sucked his cock as well, and then another and her mouth ran with spunk as still she screamed for more.
"Fuck! Suck! Fuck! Suck!"
All the time Jacko's cock filled her arse and she rode him without restraint. Then another cock finished in her mouth and she drank it down and swallowed deeply, but she had so much in her mouth that, even though she gulped it down ravenously, spunk still dribbled down her chin and foamed in bubbles around her lips. Then she threw her head back, turned slightly and lifted her mouth towards Jacko's face, she smelled his sweat and tasted his breath, he felt like her lover.
"Release my hands," she whispered.
Then she pressed her face closer.
"Please, please, make them let go of my hands. Tie me up later, do whatever you want, you can do anything to me, but please, let my hands free for a few moments."
Suddenly her wrists were released and she reached forward and grabbed the next cock that came towards her open cunt and wanked it hard while she thrust it in. Then she took another and wanked it against her open nostrils, then let it finish all over her face before sucking the semen that shot from it. While she was waiting for another cock, she pushed her fingers inside her cunt and probed them deeply into her vagina, then she took them out and reached down and felt the base of Jacko's cock as it kept plunging deeply into her arse.
She ran her wet fingers around his heavy balls then back to his stiff cock and then she felt it starting to swell and throb as his semen began to run up its hardened length. She braced herself and threw her arms out wide, her wrists were grabbed immediately and she screamed like a beast as she felt an enormous flow of hot spunk squirting deeply inside her. Her whole body thrilled with it and she felt her skin burning all over as though it was being scorched by fire. She threw herself against the chain around her neck and choked herself as her face flushed red with the power of her enormous climax. Her fingers tightened into fists and she thrust her breasts out in a massive, inundating spasm of sexual pleasure. She roared and screamed as it ran through her and straight away she wanted more.
More hands grabbed her legs and she was dragged to the floor, spread-eagled and pinned down, semen ran freely from her distended labia, flowed to the rear of her open crack and dribbled stickily down between her buttocks. For a few moments, she pulled lazily against her captors' hands, languishing in the wetness of her cunt, then she felt the lash of a belt across her chest.
Whack!
It stung her as the edges cut into her flesh just above her breasts.
Whack!
Another hard blow, this time right across her firm breasts and she screamed in pain.
Whack! Whack! Whack!
She shrieked in agony as blow after blow rained down on her, lashing across her breasts and stomach and cutting across her thighs.
"Bitch! Bitch!"
The men shouted and brayed as they beat her, but they could not beat her enough to give her complete satisfaction and her frustration aroused her even more. She wriggled and fought but she was wriggling with pleasure and fighting for more pain, more thrashing and more agony. Then she managed to break free, but before they could grab her she had turned over and crouched down with her face pressed against the floor and her buttocks held high.
"Whip me! Whip me you bastards!" she shouted as they took their belts to her and flogged her until they were exhausted.
Her buttocks were soon covered with red weals, but the men had not finished with her and she knew she had not finished with them. She wanted to start again and suck them all a second time, then she wanted to be fucked by every one of them until they finished. She wanted to be whipped harder and pinned down and tied up tightly and abused in every way and she wanted to wallow in their spunk and be beaten and punished for having so much pleasure. She screeched and raved at them and grabbed for cocks and sucked them and wanked them and shouted to them to do anything to her that they wanted. They dragged her into the car park, tied her to the wheel of a large lorry and whipped her mercilessly until she collapsed with exhaustion and fell into unconsciousness.
Jacko roused her by pulling the chain that still dangled from her neck and she looked around startled, she was still bound to the wheel of the lorry and her whole body stung with the beating she had taken.
"Come on," he said as two of the others began to untie her, "we've got to get you to the docks. What a fucking bitch you are! I've never seen anything like it!"
He wandered over to his bike, climbed on and started the engine and it roared as he turned the throttle eagerly. She slumped as she was released but she turned across to him and smiled, sensing inside herself a strange feeling of power that grew from knowing that she could still take more. She let herself be dragged over towards the side-car but then, as they bent her head to stuff her inside it, she pulled herself free.
"I'll ride," she said.
She strode over to Jacko's bike, lifted her leg across the seat, pressed her naked body against the back of his leather jacket and wrapped her arms tightly around his waist. She squirmed her wet cunt down onto the shiny, plastic seat that vibrated with the throbbing of the roaring engine, and squeezed her thighs tightly around his hips. He threw his head back against the side of her face and laughed, then he kicked his motorcycle into gear, leant forward towards the handlebars, and drove away into the darkness with the others following behind.