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 Fair Game - Chapter Four

   by Ozmanga

   Sophie's second night as a sex slave to the four men who had abducted
her family was a darker repeat of the first.  After they had eaten, the men
had Priscilla demonstrate her newly acquired skill at cock-swallowing. 
They cheered and jeered as the young woman gagged and choked but, to
Charlie's boastful approval, Priscilla managed to deep-throat all four.

   "I taught her pretty well, eh?" the bearded rapist chortled as the
teenager's mother looked on in despair.  "Nothing like a spanking to get a
little bitch to perform."

   Priscilla's achievement was recorded on at least two digital cameras. 
Sophie tried to join in the "fun" in order to save her daughter from
further pain and humiliation but was told to wait.  "Don't worry, Mom. 
Your kid's doing fine.  We'll get round to fucking you later," said Ben
with a nasty laugh.

   Ben and Doug were tired after their day in the forest and decided to
have an early night but not until they took Sophie and spreadeagled her
over the big coffee table.  Ben knelt and forced his thick cock into her
cunt while Doug climbed onto the table and tit-fucked her.  Ben staggered
off to bed after shooting his load into the supine woman but Doug used his
belt on Sophie as punishment for what he said was "lack of enthusiasm". 
Priscilla, was handed a camera to record the rape and beating of her
mother. She watched with a spiteful smile on her come-smeared lips as
Doug's leather strap raised red marks on Sophie's breasts and buttocks.  He
took particular pleasure in making the older woman scream until Al told him
to quit.

   "Who the hell are you to tell me what I can do to the whore?" snarled
Doug squaring up to Al.

   It looked for a moment as though Doug would take a swing at the bigger
man who was interfering in his sadistic pleasure but discretion prevailed.
Angrily Doug dragged Priscilla off to bed with him, leaving Sophie to
entertain Al and Charlie.

   Sobbing with relief, Sophie whispered "Thank you," to her savior.

   "Think nothing of it, Mrs McNeville," Al said.  "I want you to last for
more than a day or two.  Come over here and suck my cock." As she took his
flaccid member between her hands and began to lick and suck it into
rigidity, she was aware that Charlie was filming her apparently
enthusiastic act of fellatio.

   When Al fell asleep in front of the fire, Charlie led Sophie to the big
bed and chained her to it as she had been the night before.  She stretched
out and waited for Charlie to start using her bruised and aching body.  He
was rougher than Al had been and hurt her by biting her nipples, ear-lobes
and, to her surprise, her cunt lips.  Sophie did not expect to feel the
rapist's tongue inside her and was slow to respond as she had been told to.
Charlie showed his disappointment by turning her onto her stomach and
spanking her furiously until her ass cheeks glowed pink.  Then he ordered
her to "get your ass up".  Sophie knelt on the bed.  She adopted the
posture of a Muslim at prayer with her head pressed into the mattress and
her backside raised.  To avoid further punishment Sophie tried to simulate
pleasure while the bearded rapist sodomized her.

   *** Sometime during the night Charlie took himself off to his own bed
and as dawn broke Sophie awoke alone and cold.  She found a thin blanket on
the floor and pulled it over her.  She slept badly and was woken by the
first signs of dawn.  As she lay on the bed she wondered whether the EPIRB
she had dropped in the lake would get a response.  Probably not, she
thought, I think it was an old type which was monitored by commercial
aircraft and not one of the modern satellite-reporting devices.  Where did
I read that over eighty percent of signals investigated were hoaxes or
false alarms?  But at least it was some attempt at changing the situation.
If only Priscilla or I could get to the boat shed unseen

   Sophie's musing was abruptly ended when the blanket covering her was
whipped aside and she was confronted by a red-eyed, unshaven, Doug leading
a wild eyed disheveled Priscilla by a light chain fastened around her neck.
Both were naked.  Priscilla's arms were behind her back.  Doug's cock was
erect.  His belt dangled from his other hand.

   "Morning, bitch," he greeted Sophie.  "Look, I brought your slutty kid
along.  She's got a surprise for you.  Show Mommy what you've got for her."

   Priscilla looked uncertain what to do.  She glared at her mother but
didn't move.

   "Now, you fucking cock-sucker," he shouted.  "She's the whore you said
you wanted to punish.  Show her what you've got now," Doug snapped and
flicked her with his belt.

   Priscilla yelped and did as she was told.  From behind her back she
produced and held out a flesh-colored double-ended strap-on dildo in her
left hand and Doug's little dog-whip in her right.

   Sophie sat up and took the rubber sex-toy from her daughter's hand.  She
examined it.  The two rubber cocks were modeled on an erect penis of above
average size.  One was thicker and two or three inches longer than the
other.  It was clear that the wearer needed to insert one of the rubber
cocks into her vagina and secure it in place with the rubber strap around
her hips.  She was then equipped to take a man's role.

   Sophie tried to hide the shock and revulsion she felt at what the gift
implied.  She looked from the grinning Doug to her daughter.  Priscilla was
no longer glaring hatefully at her as she had all yesterday.  The teenager
looked sulky and scared.  Sophie placed the dildo on the packing case that
served as a bedside locker alongside Charlie's digital camera.

   "I guess the dildo is for later?" she said as she reached for Doug's
erection and began to caress his silky flesh and fondle his balls."When is
she going to beat me?"

   "Not so fucking fast, bitch," said Doug backing away.  He turned to
Priscilla.  "Do it now.  What I told you.  And you'd better be good, cunt,
or I'll take the whip to you both and there's no sissy Al to stop me
beating you insensible."

   After only a momentary hesitation Priscilla climbed onto the big bed and
sat next to her mother.  She put down the whip then the young woman
hesitantly put an arm around Sophie's shoulders, Suddenly Priscilla lunged
forward and kissed her mother on the mouth.  Sophie was only slightly
surprised to feel her once demure daughter's tongue thrust into her mouth
in a French kiss and a trembling hand stroke an exposed nipple.

   "Ah," Sophie sighed as she disengaged from the kiss.  She fought an urge
to resist Priscilla's incestuous advances knowing full well that they were
not Priscilla's idea.  "Did he want to see some lesbian love-play before
you, er, mounted and beat me?" she whispered.  Her daughter, wide-eyed,
merely nodded.

   "Don't worry Just pretend " whispered Sophie as she stroked Priscilla's
cheek.

   "No chatting, sluts.  Get on with it," growled Doug.  He reached for the
camera and sat on the foot of the bed in order to get a close up of the
action.

   Priscilla had little idea of Sapphic love making but Sophie found it
easy to assume the part of a lesbian lover.  She was gentle and knowing and
was able to get the younger woman to relax somewhat.  Memories of Aunt
Lucretia's "ladies" at play were a great help.  Before long Sophie's
inexperienced daughter was exhibiting all the signs of approaching a
genuine climax.  Sophie herself was aroused although not as much as her
exaggerated cries of satisfaction indicated.

   Eventually Sophie twisted and turned until Priscilla was crouched above
her in a 69 position facing Doug.  Sophie's tongue flicked Priscilla's
clitoris and between unaffected moans of pleasure the younger woman buried
her tongue in her mother's cunt.

   The performance was too great a come-on for the rapist.  He abandoned
the idea of having Priscilla use the dildo and whip on her mother for the
moment.  With a grunt of lust he tossed the camera onto the crate and
without warning rammed his cock deeply into Sophie's exposed and juicy
pussy.  Then he withdrew and thrust his well lubricated erection into
Priscilla's open and receptive mouth.  He maintained this pattern cunt,
mouth, cunt, mouth until he came, baptising Priscilla's face and Sophie's
pudenda with gobbets of sticky come.  The two women continued their oral
sex play for a brief moment before faking climaxes with mild cries of
mutual satisfaction.

   "Cheesus," he exclaimed.  "You fucking whores are something else.  Did
you ever do that for Trevor Buttondick?  Some lessie action followed by a
group fuck?"

   Priscilla looked horrified at the thought.  Sophie managed to gasp, "No.
Nothing like that." She noted that Doug's cock was still stiffly erect and
guessed he had taken something like Viagra.

   "I think I'll go and tell him what he's been missing," Doug said as he
unlocked the chains from around the women's necks.  "You two, get cleaned
up."

   *** During the short time the two women were alone in the ablution block
Sophie told Priscilla about the dinghy and repeated her belief that one of
them should try to escape.  If necessary, as a last resort, by swimming to
the shore and then making their way through the forest.  To Sophie's relief
Priscilla listened and silently nodded agreement.  The young woman said
perhaps she could steal the launch.  She thought Al kept the key to the
launch's engine in his room.  She said the key ring was easy to identify
because it was attached to a pink-plastic float shaped like a penis.

   Sophie was relieved that her daughter was talking to her again although
there was an undertone of dislike in the young woman's voice.  Sophie
said,"There was a public telephone by the building they put the van in.  If
one of us could get to the landing stage it should be possible to contact
the police." Sophie soaped her bruised body under the welcome warmth of the
shower.  "Otherwise I don't know how this nightmare can end without
bloodshed."

   As if on cue the women heard a long, high-pitched, scream from the
direction of the detached kitchen.  They each grabbed a towel and, still
wet from the shower, ran to see what calamity had overtaken Trevor and was
causing the continuing howls of anguish they could hear.

   The two frightened women stopped at the open kitchen door.  They were
horrified to see Trevor, naked from the waist down, crouched on the floor
while Doug, kitchen knife in his left hand, knelt behind him and thrust his
thickly veined cock forcefully into his prisoner's ass.  Trevor had lost
his glasses.His neck was bleeding from a small cut.  His shirt was torn and
bloodstained, his trousers and underpants had been shredded.  Presumably,
thought Sophie, to remove them without undoing the yard-long metal bar
chained to his ankles.

   As his wife and step-daughter watched, Trevor moaned and begged for Doug
to stop.  The cruel rapist ignored his pleas.  Seeing he now had an
audience Doug said "I like an ass with a handle," and reached for Trevor's
groin with his right hand.  He gripped Trevor's semi-erect cock and balls
in a cruel grip.  As Doug squeezed he thrust deeper into his helpless
victim.  causing the banker to scream even louder than before.  Trevor's
pain seemed to excite Doug to more violence.  The sodomist increased the
tempo of his thrusts and his grip on the banker's genitals, until, with a
grunt of satisfaction he came.

   As Doug withdrew from Trevor's ass he soiled his victims naked buttocks
with the last of his spasms.  The banker sobbed as Doug gave his victim's
cock and balls a final twist before he stood up.  Trevor stayed on his
knees, his eyes tight shut and his chest heaving with deep sobbing breaths.
Tears stained his flushed and unshaven cheeks.

   Doug looked at the women with wild red-rimmed eyes and grinned.

   "I told him what good little whores you'd been just a few minutes ago.
He didn't believe me.  So I told him to suck my cock and taste your cunt
juices.  I had to use the knife to persuade him.  Then well, I'd told him I
would fuck the whole family the other night and so I did.All three of you
in under an hour."

   Doug kicked the cowering Trevor."Get up you snivelling girly-boy.  Stop
whining.  You know you liked it.  I've unlocked your chain.  Get into the
showers and clean up, then get on with breakfast."

   When Trevor remained unmoving and crouched on the kitchen floor Doug got
angry.  He would have kicked and beaten the wretched prisoner some more but
Sophie and Priscilla seized Trevor under his arms and hauled him to his
feet.  The two women dragged the semiconscious and hysterical Trevor into
the ablution block and set about trying to restore him to some semblance of
sanity.  They stripped off his bloodstained shirt and stood him under the
jets of warm water.  When he was clean Sophie toweled him dry then used
some face-cream from her sponge bag on his bruises and his battered
genitals and torn anus.  Doug followed them and watched as he showered.

   When Al and Charlie arrived in the wash house Doug left saying he would
wake Ben.  Al said nothing but Charlie grumbled that if Doug was going to
bugger the cook he should have waited until after breakfast which would now
be late.  Trevor stared dumbly as Al and Charlie employed his wife and step
daughter as bath maids.  The sight of the two petite blondes kneeling in
front of the big naked men, caressing and sucking their soapy erections and
obeying their every command was unbearable.  He was particularly mortified
by what he saw as Sophie's willingness to prostitute herself.  Sobbing with
shame at his impotence he shuffled, naked apart from the hobble, back to
the kitchen.

   ***

   After a late and generally unsatisfactory breakfast Doug and Ben again
opted to go hunting.  Al said he would mind the fort if Charlie wanted to
go fishing but Charlie wasn't keen.  He said he would get Sophie to do some
housework and maybe give the cook some instruction.  Al was happy to take
Priscilla as deck-hand.  It was a fine summer's day.  Priscilla said maybe
she could swim?  Al gave her a searching look and said, "Why not."

   Sophie, wearing shorts and a halter top knew she would earn a spanking
or two she guessed having a naked woman over his knee for a slapping was a
turn on for the bearded man.  Charlie was pleased when Sophie spilt some
ash from the fireplace on the freshly swept floor and apologized nervously.


   "You careless bitch," he said.  "Sweep that mess up then come to me for
punishment."

   Sophie did as she was told and when ordered to she quickly pulled down
her shorts, lay across his lap, and accepted six or seven slaps from
Charlie's big hands.  She felt his cock grow stiff as it pressed into her
soft belly and when her punishment was over she accepted his eager thrusts
into her moist vagina with simulated pleasure.  After she had satisfied him
in this manner for the third time before ten o'clock, Charlie became quite
chatty.  She made coffee for them both.  In the kitchen Trevor, who had
wrapped a towel around his waist, regarded his wife who was naked from the
waist down with a mute expression of disgust.  He turned away from her. 
Unable to talk to him without being overheard by Charlie she took two mugs
of instant coffee to bearded abductor and sat by his side in the deep
leather settee.  When she asked when the four men had started abducting
people for sex, to her surprise, Charlie told her.

   "It all began by accident," said Charlie.  "Ten years ago.  We had just
graduated from we had just graduated.  We had two weeks furlough before
taking up our posts in different parts of the country.  The four of us had
been drinking and going from bar to bar when Doug picked a fight with a big
steelworker who was out with his girlfriend.  Nice figure.  Small breasts.
Dark hair.  The big guy invited Doug to step outside and Doug obliged. 
Doug was fast and dirty.  He still is.  Doug chopped the would-be boxer
into bloody tatters and would have killed him had not the girlfriend
screamed that she was going to call the police.  We couldn't have that so
we bundled her into our auto and took her to the motor-home we had hired
for the first week of our break.

   "Four of us, drunk, horny, and hyped up after graduation and the fight
and one frightened young woman no older than your Priscilla.  It wasn't
planned.  Her name was Rose.

   "Ben started it.  He told her to strip and told her what to expect if
she didn't do what she was told.  She stripped.  So did Ben.  He fucked her
on the floor.  No foreplay just straight in.  I'd never seen 'intercourse'
in the flesh until then.  Would you believe I was a virgin?  It was over
much quicker than in the porno movies.  We all undressed and took our turn
with the girl.  I was last.  She was still begging me to stop when I shot
my load.  God it felt good.  Her screaming and twisting this way and that
squeezing my thick cock with each pathetic effort to escape.  Afterwards I
put her across my knee and smacked her bottom.  Another first.  God, it
made me hornier than before.  When I'd finished Ben was ready to go again
only this time he wanted her ass.  So it went all night.

   "In the morning Al went through Rose's pocket book.  It turned out she
lived with an older sister.  She would be missed.  He made a phone call to
the sister and by midday we had two women to play with Rose and her sister
Cheryl.  At the end of a week of debauchery such as I had never thought
possible we took them home.  Told them to say nothing or we'd be back. 
Showed them some snaps Ben had taken."

   "And they said nothing?" Sophie queried.  Charlie grinned.

   "The next time we all met was a class reunion three years later.  We had
all done well careerwise but none of us had forgotten the totally
uninhibited, animal, appetites we had satisfied on graduation night. 
Towards the end of the evening Ben suggested we do it again.  He'd booked a
remote cabin in the back blocks.  Doug had married his boss's daughter and
Al was engaged to a wealthy pillar of his town's Christian community but
those two were as eager as me and Ben to satisfy that savage lust we had
shared on graduation night.  We picked up two women at a gas station.  They
were dancers, between jobs, heading for brighter lights.  When we'd
finished with them, a week later, they could barely walk, let alone do
high-kicks in the chorus line.  Doug saw them on their way.  When Ben
suggested we stage a reunion the next year we all agreed.  We've been
abducting, fucking and debauching a carefully selected few every year from
then to now."

   Telling the story made Charlie horny.  He had Sophie bend over the back
of one of the leather armchairs and, after slapping her ass cheeks until
they glowed pink, he fucked her from behind with such savagery that she
lost consciousness.