Part 3 of Maddy's Erotic Story
They stand, completely still, wary eyes the only thing moving, looking from one to another and then to their surroundings, she is in shock allmost at being able to move of her own accord, but, feeling the soil of the pevious night abuse she steps towards the bath in the centre of the grassy area, eyes looking to the others as she moves confidently, smiling as she see's her lover of the previous evening begin to follow her steps. One by one each of the dozen girls moves to the bath watching each other wearily as they climb the smooth wooden steps. She lowers to the water, shocked for the water is not cold as expected but warmed, on ledges around the bath she see's blocks of soaps and small clothes for washing. As the others reach and submerge themselves in the cleansing water, spirits lift and slowly one by one they start to relax.
Slowly with relaxation and the previous nights torture forced into deep dark corners of their minds they begin to talk with each other, mostly just names and where they come from, none seem to want to discuss their abuse at the captors hands. As each girl identifies herself they realise they do not all have a common language, if they are to be kept together in this fashion they need to be able to communicate. The flame haired dancer of the night before, whose name is hannah, suggests they work out a simply ttype of hand communication for the girls that do not speak the most common language. Each girl now feeling slightly better for being clean, this unmolested time also helping spirits they climb from the bath.
The girls drift into small groups mostly divided by the language differences, she finds herself walking with hannah to a shady area beneath one of the tree's. Smiling she turns, quietly speaking her name, she is mari-anna or mara as she has been known, looking a little saddened hannah replies that they have no names here, have nothing here what so ever, they are owned and everything they eat or drink is a gift of their captors. Their eyes wander arounf the inclosed area, seeing girls paired off or in small groups, some girls closer to their companions other's which leaves mara with a quiestion. Were all the girls brought here at the same time or have some been here longer?.
In answer hannah speaks quietly, no the girls were not all brought together, some like herself have been months other weeks and then a few like mara mere days. Still speaking softly her hands lightly caressing mara's warm skin she explains that she finds these moments of unsupervised time the glue that holds her mind together, as all the pain and humliation can be locked away if only for a short while. Also she explains that it isnt allways male captors that use them, that the women like to have the girls brought before them and used either by each other or by the male salves. Mara cant help but wonder how they survive the awfull pain and humiliation enforced upon them, mentioning this to hannah warm skin tingling under the others touch she awaits the answer.
Hannah begins by moving her own hands to mara's nipples, smiling at the instant hardening, in verbal answer she explained, i send my mind elsewhere, not let it be upon what is happening, but, upon what has happened, by thinking of pleasure's recieved, or happy times when i was free i am able to block most but the severe beatings, others here actually become to enjoy the punishment and abuse, each of us is different. Mara remains quiet, thinking, she will never get used to this life. The heavy door opening shuts off her train of thought. Two of the male slaves enter carrying a table, behind them are slaves bearing trays of friut and pitchers of drink, placing the fruit and drink to the table the boys withdraw, heavy door slamming behind them.
The girls move to the table, unspoken agreement allowing the longer captured girls to go first, each takes a wooden plate and adds a few fruits to it, then move to the pitchers of drink. Approaching and surveying the fruits mara selects a few placing each one carefully to her plate, pouring a wooden mug of juice before returning to where she was previosly sat with hannah. Sitting next to the other girl, body just brushing as they quietly eat. Watching hannah eat, each bite of the fruit causing juices to trickle down the other girsl chin, concious of the juice marring her own skin she can not tear her eyes from hannah's glistening mouth. Leaning eyes transfixed mara's tongue slowly licks the juice from hannah's chin, following the trail as it moves down the others slender throat, lower to the valley between pale mounds of flesh, nuzzling between breasts her tongue then finding a path to an allready erect nipple, hearing hannah moan she moves her tongue teasingly around the hard nub, only when hannah's hands guide her mouth does she succumb and suck the achingly aroused nub to her mouth, teeth nipping gently with each strong pull of her mouth.
Food forgotten the girls tumble back, mara's mouth moving from nipple to nipple, hannah's hands moving in mara's hair tugging so mara's head tilts and she looks at her. Moving hannah slips from beneath the other, moving she moves mara untill she is led upon her back in the sweet smelling grass, smiling into bright blue eyes she moves, a knee either side of mara's head her own head dipping untill her tongue can make lazy swipes on the other's thigh, gasping her own rising to follow hannah's lead, her tongue slowly licking from one of slit to the other teasing hannah's clit then sliding back to the girls entrance, fingers taking the petal like lips that protect the entrance, she opens revealing the inner folds to her hungry mouth, moaning as hannah's tongue and mouth drive her wild, her thighs tense as she grinds to the arousing mouth. Tongue sliding into hannahs heat, stroking the walls, teasing running around just inside, then pressing in fully, wriggling her tongue against the hot moist walls surrounding it. Feeling her body tense, hannah's tongue moving from her soaking heat to her swollen clit, the tip pointed as it flicks skillfully against the swollen bud, moaning loudly mara feels a finger press to her heat then easily slide into the heat within, her thighs moving in a rythmn of their own, riding the finger. Moving her own mouth and finger in mimicry of hannah's moves, both girls wild now, juices soaking each others faces, grinding to each other as pleasure builds, thighs tensing gripping each others heads, crys mingle as pleasure slams through each of them, liquid pleasure flowing, bodies shuddering at the release, slowly they move laying in each others arms, tongues lazily licking off each others honey from glistening faces. Lazily they lay in the warmth of the afternoon sun and drift off to sleep.
Awakening a few hours later, just as afternoon turns to evening, facing each other, lips meeting tenderly, bodies then stretching to remove the tightness of sleep. Looking around slowly, eyes seeking the others, soft smiles as they see all the girls are relaxing as they are, none are missing. Eyes slip towards to the doorway, helplessly and unguided as expecting it to open at any moment. Gathering on the benches beneath the tree's, the girls quietly talk as they await this evenings fate. One or two of the longer captive's are eagerly awaiting the arrival of the captor and discussing Master's and the abuse they give, with allmost whistfull longing, others sit resigned to the fate that has become them, then the others sit eyes frightened, their bodies slightly trembling, fear evident in their very breathing as memories of previous torment move forward into their conscious mind.
Conversation ebbed, nerves grew taught, then just as dusk turned to darkness, the door opens, heralding the arrival of one of the captors.
As usual hooded and garbed in black head to foot, behind him the now familiar male slaves, mara thinks she must ask hannah why these men are unfettered. Standing where they are waiting for the chains to be reattached, statue like as the men approach threading the chains through each ring in their shackles and collars untill they stand slightly bent by the taughtness of the chain. He calls for them to stand in a line one behind the other, they comply, not a noise is made bar from the jangling of their chains, as they stand one behind the other another chain is added, this one linking each girl to the one infront, meaning one leash can control them all.
He takes the lead leash of chain and tugs sharply the first girl moving behind Him, each girl following as the chain tugs against their restraints. Once more they move through the door into the interior, walking along behind Him, each one wondering what the night holds for her.
Slowly with relaxation and the previous nights torture forced into deep dark corners of their minds they begin to talk with each other, mostly just names and where they come from, none seem to want to discuss their abuse at the captors hands. As each girl identifies herself they realise they do not all have a common language, if they are to be kept together in this fashion they need to be able to communicate. The flame haired dancer of the night before, whose name is hannah, suggests they work out a simply ttype of hand communication for the girls that do not speak the most common language. Each girl now feeling slightly better for being clean, this unmolested time also helping spirits they climb from the bath.
The girls drift into small groups mostly divided by the language differences, she finds herself walking with hannah to a shady area beneath one of the tree's. Smiling she turns, quietly speaking her name, she is mari-anna or mara as she has been known, looking a little saddened hannah replies that they have no names here, have nothing here what so ever, they are owned and everything they eat or drink is a gift of their captors. Their eyes wander arounf the inclosed area, seeing girls paired off or in small groups, some girls closer to their companions other's which leaves mara with a quiestion. Were all the girls brought here at the same time or have some been here longer?.
In answer hannah speaks quietly, no the girls were not all brought together, some like herself have been months other weeks and then a few like mara mere days. Still speaking softly her hands lightly caressing mara's warm skin she explains that she finds these moments of unsupervised time the glue that holds her mind together, as all the pain and humliation can be locked away if only for a short while. Also she explains that it isnt allways male captors that use them, that the women like to have the girls brought before them and used either by each other or by the male salves. Mara cant help but wonder how they survive the awfull pain and humiliation enforced upon them, mentioning this to hannah warm skin tingling under the others touch she awaits the answer.
Hannah begins by moving her own hands to mara's nipples, smiling at the instant hardening, in verbal answer she explained, i send my mind elsewhere, not let it be upon what is happening, but, upon what has happened, by thinking of pleasure's recieved, or happy times when i was free i am able to block most but the severe beatings, others here actually become to enjoy the punishment and abuse, each of us is different. Mara remains quiet, thinking, she will never get used to this life. The heavy door opening shuts off her train of thought. Two of the male slaves enter carrying a table, behind them are slaves bearing trays of friut and pitchers of drink, placing the fruit and drink to the table the boys withdraw, heavy door slamming behind them.
The girls move to the table, unspoken agreement allowing the longer captured girls to go first, each takes a wooden plate and adds a few fruits to it, then move to the pitchers of drink. Approaching and surveying the fruits mara selects a few placing each one carefully to her plate, pouring a wooden mug of juice before returning to where she was previosly sat with hannah. Sitting next to the other girl, body just brushing as they quietly eat. Watching hannah eat, each bite of the fruit causing juices to trickle down the other girsl chin, concious of the juice marring her own skin she can not tear her eyes from hannah's glistening mouth. Leaning eyes transfixed mara's tongue slowly licks the juice from hannah's chin, following the trail as it moves down the others slender throat, lower to the valley between pale mounds of flesh, nuzzling between breasts her tongue then finding a path to an allready erect nipple, hearing hannah moan she moves her tongue teasingly around the hard nub, only when hannah's hands guide her mouth does she succumb and suck the achingly aroused nub to her mouth, teeth nipping gently with each strong pull of her mouth.
Food forgotten the girls tumble back, mara's mouth moving from nipple to nipple, hannah's hands moving in mara's hair tugging so mara's head tilts and she looks at her. Moving hannah slips from beneath the other, moving she moves mara untill she is led upon her back in the sweet smelling grass, smiling into bright blue eyes she moves, a knee either side of mara's head her own head dipping untill her tongue can make lazy swipes on the other's thigh, gasping her own rising to follow hannah's lead, her tongue slowly licking from one of slit to the other teasing hannah's clit then sliding back to the girls entrance, fingers taking the petal like lips that protect the entrance, she opens revealing the inner folds to her hungry mouth, moaning as hannah's tongue and mouth drive her wild, her thighs tense as she grinds to the arousing mouth. Tongue sliding into hannahs heat, stroking the walls, teasing running around just inside, then pressing in fully, wriggling her tongue against the hot moist walls surrounding it. Feeling her body tense, hannah's tongue moving from her soaking heat to her swollen clit, the tip pointed as it flicks skillfully against the swollen bud, moaning loudly mara feels a finger press to her heat then easily slide into the heat within, her thighs moving in a rythmn of their own, riding the finger. Moving her own mouth and finger in mimicry of hannah's moves, both girls wild now, juices soaking each others faces, grinding to each other as pleasure builds, thighs tensing gripping each others heads, crys mingle as pleasure slams through each of them, liquid pleasure flowing, bodies shuddering at the release, slowly they move laying in each others arms, tongues lazily licking off each others honey from glistening faces. Lazily they lay in the warmth of the afternoon sun and drift off to sleep.
Awakening a few hours later, just as afternoon turns to evening, facing each other, lips meeting tenderly, bodies then stretching to remove the tightness of sleep. Looking around slowly, eyes seeking the others, soft smiles as they see all the girls are relaxing as they are, none are missing. Eyes slip towards to the doorway, helplessly and unguided as expecting it to open at any moment. Gathering on the benches beneath the tree's, the girls quietly talk as they await this evenings fate. One or two of the longer captive's are eagerly awaiting the arrival of the captor and discussing Master's and the abuse they give, with allmost whistfull longing, others sit resigned to the fate that has become them, then the others sit eyes frightened, their bodies slightly trembling, fear evident in their very breathing as memories of previous torment move forward into their conscious mind.
Conversation ebbed, nerves grew taught, then just as dusk turned to darkness, the door opens, heralding the arrival of one of the captors.
As usual hooded and garbed in black head to foot, behind him the now familiar male slaves, mara thinks she must ask hannah why these men are unfettered. Standing where they are waiting for the chains to be reattached, statue like as the men approach threading the chains through each ring in their shackles and collars untill they stand slightly bent by the taughtness of the chain. He calls for them to stand in a line one behind the other, they comply, not a noise is made bar from the jangling of their chains, as they stand one behind the other another chain is added, this one linking each girl to the one infront, meaning one leash can control them all.
He takes the lead leash of chain and tugs sharply the first girl moving behind Him, each girl following as the chain tugs against their restraints. Once more they move through the door into the interior, walking along behind Him, each one wondering what the night holds for her.
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