Captured in Ajikistan 2

Captured in Ajikistan 2 – Musad’s Slaves

Somewhere in the tiny, war-torn republic of Ajikistan, four beautiful young girls working for a humanitarian aid group were captured by sadistic soldiers. General Aamir and his two bodyguards, Kasim and Musad, were now enjoying the use of their newest playthings.

The beautiful blonde with the huge breasts was Sandy. She was naked, straddling a saddle-shaped contraption with a tall, cruelly ribbed dildo, humping it hard with her pussy as one of the soldiers looked on. Then there was poor Mira, the lushly curved, lithesome brunette. Spread-eagled and bound face-up on a table, her nipples and clitoris were wired. Electric jolts shot through her most sensitive parts. Her tortured pussy was sore from being fucked multiple times, and her rapists’ cum was still oozing from between her swollen cunt lips.

The other two girls didn’t have it much better. A paler and even more slender brunette named Layla was doubled over on her hands and knees, as naked as all the others. The hilt of a knife was wedged into her ass, and she’d been ordered to stay still without moving. Lastly there was Arianna, a gorgeous Latina. Her chest was almost as well-endowed as the blonde’s. She had just finished fucking herself on Musad’s lap. Still feeling her rapist’s sticky seed inside her, she could only sigh after lapping at the mixture of her own juices and his as she cleaned off his cock. Sitting up, she licked her chops and waited for his next command…just hoping that whatever it was, she wouldn’t be tortured as badly as the others.

“Such a well-behaved slut. Come over and kiss me,” Musad muttered. Arianna obeyed. Leaning over, she kissed him deeply as his hands slid down to the curve of her buttocks. She could feel his hot breath as his tongue molded to hers. His hands slid upward, gliding across the smooth skin of her back as the depraved soldier enjoyed the lingering taste of her cunt juice and his own cum from her mouth to his. Finally, he sat back with a sigh, lightly petting her pussy as he stared at her with smoldering eyes.

“General Aamir, thank you again for gifting me this slave. I will definitely make good use of her.”

The General Aamir grunted his approval. Arianna tried not to shudder. Musad glanced at Kasim, who had been dialing up the electric current on the torture device they’ve been using on the poor girl, Mira. The brunette’s naked body lay completely limp. Only the slight rise and fall of her chest indicated that she was even still alive.

“The stupid cunt passed out again,” Kasim complained. “What should we do now, Sir?”

The General Aamir clapped his hands with finality. “That’s enough. We will clean up Slave Layla and Slave Sandy and take them to camp to share with the men so that they can have their fun.” The naked blonde and the pale brunette both blanched as they heard the General’s awful promise. Now the General turned toward Musad. “You will stay here with the other two cunts. My gift to you.” Aamir nodded at the unconscious young brunette. “Let Slave Mira rest, if you wish. That little bitch has certainly been well used. In the meantime you can play with your newest young pet, Slave Arianna, yes?”

Musad’s grin broadened even as Arianna felt a cold prickle of fear. Musad’s fingers sped up their strokes against her pussy as she bit her lip, stifling a traitorous moan.

“Yes, General. I think I can handle two helpless bitches for a few hours while you attend to other matters,” Musad says.

The General nodded as he pulled the knife hilt out of Layla’s ass and dragged her to her feet. The sexy brunette tried to protest.

“Please, Sir, don’t give me to the other soldiers. Please, let me just serve you! I’ll fuck you, I’ll be such a good fuck for you. I’ll suck your cock. You can even fuck me in the ass. I would love it if you would fuck me in the ass, Sir. Please! I’ll beg for it, I’ll do whatever you want!” Her babbled pleas fell on deaf ears. Even worse, they angered her sadistic host.

“Quiet! American whores do not speak unless being TOLD to speak,” the General roared. He took a ball gag with a cock-shaped head and stuffed it in Layla’s mouth, fastening it tightly to her jaw. The girl’s protests turned into a muffled “Mmmpphhh!” as the General swatted her jiggling breasts and, gripping her by the back of the neck, shoved her roughly forward toward the waiting truck.

Meanwhile Kasim had the blonde Sandy lifting up off of the giant, cruel dildo embedded in the ‘saddle’ on the floor. The huge phallus was strongly scented in her juices. Her body had already betrayed her several times, each cruel orgasm forcing the young blonde to coat it in her fluids. “Lick that clean, you lazy slut. Then we go,” Kasim ordered. Sandy quickly smothered the huge dildo with her mouth. She felt Kasim’s hand on her head, pressing down until she was nearly gagging. Her mouth had taken almost all of the huge dildo down her throat. She was now gurgling, drooling on the massive shaft, straining to take in air through her nose. “Come on, bitch, suck that cock good. Pretend it’s a real cock. Let me see some effort.” Slurping loudly, she cleaned it efficiently with her tongue, tasting her own cunt cream until she’d slobbered all over it, making the giant red rod glisten with her saliva. Kasim pulled her up by her hair as she yelped. Then he smacked her ass and shoved her toward the truck.

“Keep moving, pussy. We have dozens of cocks for you to fuck once we get back to camp. Yours is the only cunt that hasn’t been broken in by a REAL cock. You’re in for a special treat.” Sandy shivered in dread as the soldier took her outside, shoved her into the back of the truck, and proceeded to bind her hands and feet.

Next, the General Aamir and his man Kasim took sanitary wipes and wiped down their two captives to an approximation of cleanliness… the best they could do without a proper water supply. The General drove the truck. Kasim rode in back with Layla and Sandy. Their wrists were bound behind their backs, their ankles bound together as they lay in the back of the truck, feeling every jarring bump as it trundled over the poorly maintained dirt road toward the rebels’ main camp where nearly 100 soldiers wait. Kasim fondled and groped both of them as the truck lurched down the hill. “We’re going to have an easy ride together, little cunts.” He leaned over, sucking on Layla’s nipples as the poor girl groaned. Finally, as the roar of the truck’s engine receded in the distance, back at the General Aamir’s tent, Musad turned to his captive, Arianna.

‘Hmmm. What am I going to do with my new pussy?’ he wondered. And right then, a beautifully wicked idea slipped into his head. But first…a little break was in order. After all, his testicles needed a chance to rejuvenate their supply of cum.

“Come here, little slut. We’ll take a nice little nap together.” Pulling her to a mattress in the corner, which was covered with a smattering of pillows, Musad made room for the two of them. He then tied Arianna’s wrists behind her back. He lay on his side and forced Arianna onto her back. He spread her silken thighs, his fingers caressing her clit as the girl’s jaw slackened, her eyes glazing over with the forced pleasure.

“Uhhh…Please Sir. No…”

“Call me ‘Master,'” Musad growled.

“Please Master,” Arianna begged. “Don’t.”

“Shut up, little cunt. I own this pussy. I will play with it when I want to.” He kept stroking her, relishing the play of emotions that splashed across her strong, beautiful face. The Latina’s body slowly responded to his touch. Her pussy gradually began to drip onto his fingers…and soon the drip became a steady trickle as he plunged his fingers in deeper, gripping the insides of her cunt with his fingertips and rubbing with firm, thorough caresses as her moistening heat excited him. He pinched her sensitive labia, enjoying each time she shivered or twitched.