Subject: Dark Dreamer: Kidnapped Sex Slaves[7]
From: an84561@anon.penet.fi (Dark Dreamer)

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            Copyright 1991   All rights reserved
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                          Part Seven

    They moved through the various areas of the castle that were
open to the clientele. Kruger led him to the specialty rooms, each
done up in different modes. One was an ancient Aztec mode, where,
he whispered, you actually could sacrifice a virgin if you wanted
to pay enough.

   "You mean dead?"

   "Of course."

   They went to the old roman room, where clients were clad in
togas and the slave girls wandered around with grapes and wine.
There was the Arabian room, with it's dusky slaves and the Greek
room, which was filled with very young, very muscular men and boys
for the pleasure of the clientele.

   They then went into the largest room, which Kruger said was the
main "lounge" and entertainment area. There were scores of girls
here, some on the mats that were spread around, being fucked by men
old enough to be their fathers, or grandfathers or more. There were
girls bound in all manner of positions, and girls walking around
carrying food and drink.

   They stopped at a low stage where a pair of young teenagers were
engaged in a wet and slurpy sixty-nine, then moved on to where
another girl, one with very short blonde hair was standing by a
wall, her wrists tied to thick ropes above her.

   Her back was laced with scars and new cuts, many of which were
still bleeding. Beside her was another girl, a brunette, similarly
bound, who's back and chest were covered with cuts. "These are for
testing the whips."

   "What?"

   "If you want a whip or cane or something, to beat a girl with,
you may test them on these two. See?"

   He lifted a short whip off the wall next to the girls and
slashed it down against the brunette's already torn and bleeding
right breast. The girl screamed weakly and wept. Kruger returned
the whip to the wall, where there were dozens, scores of others.

   They moved along and passed two girls with lovely asses bent
over tables. Their legs were straight and spread wide, opening
their holes for the use of passers by. Their heads protruded over
the other end of the table so men could face fuck them.

   "Are all the girl's pussys shaved?" he asked, intrigued.

   "Pretty much. Most of us like it and it keeps them cleaner."

   He led him along, passing other girls bound in place. There was
a table, with girls spread out like a buffet. Each had her ass on
the edge and her legs pulled back, ankles tied to the table to
either side of their heads.

   Kruger looked at his watch and smiled.

   "Ahh," he said. "There's a show just starting. We don't want to
miss it."

   "What kind of show?"

   "Come, hurry or we'll be late." He pulled Jack along until they
joined a group of thirty or forty other men staring through a big
window. There was a teenage girl in a small room not much bigger
than a closet.

   She was sitting on a table right underneath the window, her back
to them. She was fully clothed, wearing a blue blouse and black
mini skirt. Her blonde hair was a bit tangled, but quite soft and
fluffy looking as it fell across her shoulders.

   "It's one way glass." Kruger said, in an aside.

   "Who is she?"

   "Nobody. Someone they picked off a street somewhere and brought
here drugged. She has no idea where she is or what she's doing
here." he said, gleefully.

   "What's going to happen to her?"

   "Watch." he looked at his watch, impatiently.

    Gretchen kicked her feet idly, wondering how long she'd be left
here. She yawned tiredly and sighed. She'd been on her way home
from cheerleading practice, and had just gotten off the bus when
someone had grabbed her. She'd felt a sudden sharp pain in her arm,
then nothing. She'd wakened here hours ago, terrified at first,
banging on the door and walls.

   She'd gradually calmed down but was still very frightened. Who
had taken her and why? Her parents weren't wealthy. Perhaps it was
terrorists, she thought, or maybe it was simply a mistake and she'd
be released when they found out.

   Then the door opened and two enormous men walked in. Her eyes
opened in stunned amazement. Despite all the terrible things she'd
imagined, two hulking, brutes wearing little more than bikini
bathing trunks had not even entered her mind.

   She jumped off the low table, backing against the far corner as
they came forward. Both were very handsome men in their early
twenties with thick shaggy hair. Their muscles bulged out
everywhere, like they were body builders.

   "Who are you?" she asked, fearfully. Neither answered.

   "What do you want?" she pleaded. They both smiled and moved
forward. They grabbed her, effortlessly fending off her attempts at
resistance. In quick order, her clothes were stripped off her lithe
young body, leaving her naked. They twisted her this way and that,
as if posing her, then lifted her up onto the low table.

    Jack watched in disgust, mixed with a strange excitement as the
two big men positioned the young girl on the table before the
window. Her sobs and screams came clearly through the speaker above
the window as one of the men held her shoulders down and the other
slowly pulled down his bikini.

   Jack was impressed. The guy was really well hung. His long thick
cock pointed straight out at the girl, who was blubbering in horror
as she watched it. Her body thrashed uselessly as the man came up
to the end of the table and pried her legs apart.

   Then he slowly stuffed his cock down her pussy as she wailed and
begged pathetically. He fucked her with very hard, brutal strokes,
jerking her small body up and down on the table as he used her.
Then he finished and pulled away.

   He took the place of his friend at the other end of the table as
the other got between her legs and sank his cock down her hole. The
first man grabbed the girl's hair and tore at it viciously, then
dropped his semi hard cock into her mouth. She had little choice
but to begin sucking on it.

   The second man hammered his cock into her pussy for long minutes
before finishing. When he did, the first pulled free of her mouth
and moved around again. He shoved the girl's legs far back, so the
audience could clearly see him force his thick meat down into the
squalling girl's anus.

   Each of them took her several times. When they were threw,
several of the men moved to a door at the side of the window. This
led to a hallway, Kruger explained, which gave into the little
room. They could all enjoy raping the girl, now that she was broken
in.

   "What happens to her then?"

   "Oh, she'll probably begin training then. When that's finished
she'll be out here like these." He led him along the various girls.
"Some of them are simply discarded of course."

   "What does that mean?"

   "Well, there's two such shows a day. They can't accommodate that
many fresh meat here. Some of them are sold to other places, many
shipped to the Middle east. Others are just released back onto the
street."

   "Isn't that dangerous?"

   "Not really. Those ones were taken far from here and will be
released back where they came from. Even if they complain to the
police, there's nothing to link them here, and almost none of them
complain. They're too embarrassed and afraid."

   They wandered down the room, passing a pair of girls stretched
out on their backs on a table. Their legs were split wide, tied
tightly parallel to the edge of the table. An old black man stood
in front of one, casually fucking her. There was a fat, middle aged
woman in front of the other, one of the few women clients Jack had
seen.

   She held a simple heavy belt in her right hand and was
determinedly whipping it down into the girl's cunt. The young
redhead arched her back in agony, gasping in pain each time the
belt landed. Her entire groin area was red with pain.

   Beyond her was another of the little stages. A girl lay on her
back alone, her legs spread as she fucked herself with a pair of
dildos. She writhed and moaned as she pumped the dildos in and out
of her pussy and anus.

   They passed numerous chairs, piles of cushions, and thick mats,
on which clients lounged watching shows or eating. All had female
companions, some had several. Many rutted away in full view of
those passing, unconcerned with being watched. One old man was
sitting up, calmly reading a book as a girl sixty years younger
than him sucked his cock, taking it deep into her throat as she
bobbed her pretty face up and down.

   A pair of girls were tied to a large stone pillar, their hands
bound tightly together above their heads. Their backs smashed
against the hard stone as two men whipped their naked breasts with
canes. The cried in pain, trying helplessly to dodge the blows.

   "Here's a nice one to start." Kruger said, stopping by a blonde
girl who knelt on a small raised platform. She was on her hands and
knees, her legs spread. Her ankles and wrists were tied tightly to
the corners of the platform. Her ass was at the perfect height for
a man to effortlessly fuck her.

   "Take her. I'll take this one." He said, pointing to a younger
girl hanging from her wrists, ass sticking out invitingly.

   "I'm not here for that." Jack hissed, though he had been
painfully aware of the bulge in his pants since the rape show.

   "Well you'd better, otherwise they're going to get awfully
suspicious. We don't get shy boys here, you know." Jack looked at
the girl with obvious reservations.

   "Look old man. She's had more fucks than you'll ever hope to.
Just screw her and be done, then we can go and look at some more
things." He unzipped his pants and took out his cock, pressing it
against the other girl's anus. She moaned and turned her head
around, winking invitingly.

   The kneeling also turned around with an inviting smile, her eyes
wide and bright. She wiggled her cheeks at him and shoved them
higher. "Wanna fuck me, Master?" she asked.

   "Want me to?" he asked.

   "Oh yes, Master! I like being fucked!"

   Jack slid his hand along her flanks, feeling the softness of her
sweet young flesh. His hand slid along her inner thigh and over her
bare pussy mound. The girl sighed with pleasure, pushing her cunt
back at him. Jacks' cock pulsed furiously. What could it hurt, he
thought.

   He took out his cock, which was hot and hard and past ready, and
placed the helmeted tip against the girl's slit. She moaned again
and pushed back against him. His cock forced it's way past her
pussy lips and into her tight little cunt sheath. He had intended
to take her softly but found his excitement too great.

   He drove his cock rod deep into her belly, making her squeal in
pleasure as he filled up her pussy tube. At once, he began to rut
against her, his cock slicing in and out of her sloppy wet hole.
His hands continued to caress her soft ass flesh, then slowly made
their way up her back and under her ribs to cup her hanging
breasts.

   He squeezed them tightly as his cock pounded into her hole. The
girl was moaning desperately, humping back at him as she sought to
increase the friction against her clitty. He stretched a hand down
her belly, sliding it over her abdomen and then down to her cunt.
His finger sought her clit and pushed down on it, forcing it
against his rubbing shaft.

   The girl went wild, gasping and grunting as her whole body shook
and shuddered through a colossal orgasm. Jacks's cock rammed deep
down to the base of her fuck-tunnel and gushed out a hot load of
jism, spurting wad after wad as his nuts poured out their bubbling
honey.

   He sighed in relief and pulled his softening cock from between
her thighs, patting her soft ass and squeezing it once as he did up
his pants. Kruger finished fucking his girl in the ass, and pulled
out, leaving her slumped in her chains. He wandered across to the
girl Jack had just fucked and stuck his dirty cock in her mouth.

   She began to suck and lick at it, showing no hesitation at all.
Jack was slightly irritated, seeing as how he'd just fucked the
girl, but then realized that there was no real feeling between
them. The girl had dozens of fucks a day, probably.

   Kruger pulled his now cleaned cock from between her lips and
wiped it in her long blonde hair, then casually put it back in his
pants and wandered off, waving at Jack to follow.

   The passed another show, this one featuring a tiny brunette who
was being held upside down by a couple of the muscle men type he'd
seen through the one way glass. Each easily held a leg as they
fucked her fore and aft. They held her a foot off the ground.
Another musclemen type lay flat beneath her. His cock stuck
straight up and the girl's mouth bobbing up and down on it.

   A fourth musclemen knelt in front of her, his hands gripping her
big titties and squashing them against his cock as he humped back
and forth. She was jerking off two more musclemen who stood to
either side, their big, thick cocks looking even bigger and thicker
in her small hands.

   Then he stopped suddenly. There was a girl bent backwards across
a big rounded wheel-like apparatus. Her ankles were bound tight to
the floor, spread far apart. Her wrists were bound to a pulley,
which was pulling  her with more and more force as a large fat man
turned the wheel. 

   Her head, upside down on the far side of the wheel, was almost
obscured by her thick, tangled brown hair and the thin man pumping
his cock into her mouth. Nevertheless, he recognized her as the
girl that had been with Devon when she'd disappeared.

   He barely kept himself from yelling in delight. So she was here!
He'd been almost sure of it, but not quite certain. The man fucking
her face was happily slapping at her big fat titties with his open
hands, slapping them one way, then the other, hitting one at a time
as he then watched the meaty melons bounce and jiggle.

   "Wait here." he said.

   "What for?" Kruger looked at the group casually.  "There's much
better than this ahead." He said, almost proudly.

   "I want to talk to her."

   "Talk? Are you joking? She's a brainless piece of ass!"

   "I Still want to talk."

   "She won't have anything to tell you." He looked around
worriedly.

   "Listen to me, my friend, these girls here are well trained.
They are very professional here. That girl has been very carefully
brainwashed. If she thinks you're going to do anything against the
rules, anything that the Countess wouldn't like, she'll tell them."

   "Not if I tell her I'll get her out."

   "Are you mad?! She doesn't want to leave! She'll fight you tooth
and nail if you try to take her away. I tell you these girls are
completely under their control! Look, see?"

   The girl was moaning and gasping and jerking against her bonds,
very obviously in the throes of orgasm. Jack frowned in indecision.
Maybe Kruger was right. He couldn't risk himself with this girl,
not until he had the other.

   "Look, if you want her, buy her!"

   "Buy her?"

   "Of course! They're all for sale, other than a very few special
favourites of the Countess."

   "How much would it cost?"

   "It depends on the girl. She's just one of the torture girls so
she shouldn't cost that much."

   "Very well, you buy her for me."

   "Me? What would I do with her?"

   "Give her to me of course."

   "That's a lot of money, friend!"

   "You just said she wouldn't cost much."

   "Well, compared to some of the others no, but she'll still set
me back thousands."

   "So make a good deal." he glared.

   Kruger humphed angrily, then left to seek out one of the
supervisors. Jack continued to watch as the skinny man slapped and
squeezed and twisted her tits. They must have been awfully sore,
but the girl was obviously enjoying herself, either that or she was
an awfully good actress.

   The skinny man finished, pulling his cock out and cumming in her
face, shooting his sperm into her eyes an nose. He jerked his cock
with his fist, then sighed and stuffed it back in her mouth for her
to clean.

   Kruger returned with a tall, barrel chested man and pointed to
the girl. The man frowned.

   "You want her? She's got nice tits but she ain't got much
upstairs."

   "I don't need her to perform mathematical equations." Kruger
snapped.

   The man laughed and nodded his head. "That's true. Well then,
given as how she's pretty new and has hardly earned back the money
spend training her, she'll cost you."

   "She's all marked up." Kruger glared.

   "Only with light markings. They'll disappear in a week. Look at
that gorgeous body and sweet face. Her breasts are large and firm."
He walked over to the girl, who was no alone on the wheel. The fat
man had left with the skinny man and the girl was still tautly
stretched back across the wheel.

   "Why don't people ever put things back the way they're found?"
the big man sighed. He rolled the wheel back, easing the strain on
the girl's spine and arms. She sighed in relief.

   "Now then," the man said, standing next to her in the same
manner as a car salesman standing next to a car. He even put his
hand on her belly. Jack expected him to launch into a spiel about
the paint job and engine.

   "She's newly trained, and seems to enjoy her new position," he
turned and smiled at her, then turned back," so to speak. She was
trained for pain and submissiveness." he slipped his big hand under
her crotch and squeezed hard, making the girl gasp in pain.

   "One of our clients made her cum just by whipping her tits with
a cat o' nine tails." he said, proudly, showing the multiple little
partly healed cuts on her mammaries.

   "She has a pair of tight holes here and sucks like a vacuum.
She's a real natural, in fact, if she weren't so dumb, we'd have
put her in the higher batch and she'd cost you a lot more. She's a
real bargain." he rubbed his hand up and down her belly, smiling
proudly again.

   "How much?" Kruger sighed.

   "As I said, because she's so new and hardly used, her price is
higher. Fifteen thousand."

   "That's too high." Kruger snapped. The man shrugged. "Wait a few
months and she'll cost much less, well, better make that a few
weeks, she won't last months. In fact, you're not the first to
enquire about her."

   "Oh?"

   "Yes, Herr Gunther." Kruger looked pained.

   "Yes, such a waste of fine flesh that would be." The man sighed,
squeezing the girl's right breast. Kruger looked at Jack
resentfully. Then back at the salesman.

   "Very well." Kruger said.

   "Will you take her with you or would you like her delivered?"

   "We will take her with us."

   In due course, Amber was untied and carried away from the wheel.
Her legs were too sore to walk on right away. She was bathed, her
hair washed and brushed neatly, then led naked around to the front.
Her hands were bound behind her, but that was a mere formality as
everyone knew she would make no attempt to escape.

   There at the front was the Countess. Jack stared at her
carefully as she spoke to her assistant. The woman was tall and
gorgeous. Despite the pictures he'd seen, he was amazed at her. Of
all the women he'd seen tonight, she was the one he'd most like to
fuck.

   "Herr Kruger." she said, pleasantly.

   "Yes, Countess. So good to see you."

   "And I you. What is this I hear? You are purchasing one of our
little slaves?"

   "Yes, Countess."

   "Won't your wife be slightly annoyed with you?"

   "It is a gift for my college, Countess." The Countess turned her
piercing eyes on Jack.

   "May I present Whilhelm Vernom from Bonn."

   "Such a sweet little town, Bonn." She said.

   "I like it. It has it's charms."

   "I hope you will take good care of our little Amber. She needs
much attention."

   "I'm sure I can supply it."

   "Amber." she said, pulling the girl forward. "This is your new
master. You will go with him and obey him as you would me."

   The girl looked stricken, looking from Jack to the Countess and
back again.

   "But... but... Am I leaving?" she whimpered.

   "Now, now, now." the Countess said, patting her head.  "Herr
Vernom has purchased you for a large sum of money. Is this how you
show your gratitude. You must behave and act like a true slave, so
we will be proud of you."

   "Yes, Mistress. I'm sorry." The girl said.

   "Come again any time, Herr Kruger, Herr Vernom." The Countess
said, sashaying away. The back of her gown dipped down to her ass
cheeks, giving Jack a view of the cleavage between the two
buttocks.

   "Well, let's go then." Kruger said. "This evening has certainly
cost me enough."

   They drove through town and stopped only at the little country
estate the company had rented. Jack and the girl got out and the
limo departed. Jack looked down at the girl, who stood motionless
on the stone driveway, looking idly around her, not at all worried
at being seen nude.

   Fortunately, the company always chose it's residences for their
seclusion. There were tall hedges around the little mansion, and
they couldn't be seen from the street.

   "Come on then." he said, climbing the small set of stairs to the
front door.

   "Yes, Master." she said, following behind.

   He shut the door and told her to sit on the chesterfield. Her
hands were still cuffed behind her and she was still nude. Somehow
though, he didn't think of either getting her anything to wear, or
freeing her. She seemed natural like this.

   "I'm glad I found you." He said.

   "I am too, Master."

   "I've been looking for your friend."

   "My... friend?" she asked, confused.

   "Devon."

   "Oh, her. Oh yes, she's there."

   "You're sure?" he asked, eagerly.

   "Oh yes," she bobbed her head up and down energetically.

   "I've seen her a couple of times. She does shows. I wish I was
allowed to do shows." She sighed, wistfully.

   "Why?"

   "Well, cause everyone stares at her and is happy. Plus she
doesn't get hit so much."

   "I thought you liked getting hit."

   "Not really. I mean, I do eventually. It makes my cunny really
really warm and all, but I prefer just fucking. Wanna fuck me?"

   "Not just yet. When was the last time you saw Devon?"

   "Uhhh, a coupla hours ago."

   "Great. I must have just missed her. I could have bought her
instead."

   "You don't like me?" she pouted.

   "Oh sure I like you. I wanted to get her back though. That's
what I've been hired for."

   "Well, you couldn't buy her anyway."

   "Why not?"

   "Cause."

   "Cause why?"

   "Cause she's the Mistress's favourite.

   "Her favourite?" Again her head bobbed up and down.

   "I heard some of the girls talking. "She's the Mistress's
favourite now and the Mistress never sells..."

   "Her favourites. Yes, I heard."

   "Wanna fuck me now?" she rolled over and knelt with her belly on
the chesterfield and her legs spread wide apart, pushing her ass
and bald crotch up at him. His cock gave a lurch as he eyed her
tight looking slit and little puckered anus. It suddenly occurred
to him that she really belonged to him, that she would do anything,
absolutely anything he wanted, without complaint or hesitation.

   She's a child, his subconscious snapped.

   Not with a body like that, he responded. Look at that ass, and
those tits. As if she could hear his thoughts, she wiggled her ass
from side to side.

   "Wanna fuck me in the asshole, Master?"

   Well, he had some time to spare actually.