Captured in Ajikistan 3

Captured in Ajikistan 3 – Sexual Servitude

In the war-torn republic of Ajikistan, two captives, both former humanitarian volunteers, were now at the mercy of a scar-faced rebel soldier. Musad relished the scene before him. The two girl captives were completely naked. A slender, beautifully curved brunette with medium-sized breasts lay on a long table, tied face-up in a spread-eagled position. This was Mira, and she had the most exquisite-looking face Musad had ever seen. Kneeling between the girl’s legs, having just brought Mira to orgasm, was a busty young Latina girl, a little shorter, with slightly larger hips and dark, mesmerizing eyes. Her name was Arianna.

The naked soldier’s cock saluted both girls. He was hard and eager after watching the forced lesbian-love show. Earlier he had put a strap-on cock attached to a gag and stuffed it in Mira’s mouth, forcing Arianna to ride her friend’s face until her juices coated the shaft and trickled down its length for her girlfriend to taste. Now he had new plans in mind. Sadistic plans.

“Very good, girls. Now we get really NASTY,” Musad growled. He walked over to the girls, his huge, vein-throbbing cock bobbing menacingly.

“Please no more. You’ve already raped me,” Arianna begged. Ignoring the girl’s pathetic plea, Musad undid Mira’s bindings. He let the lithesome brunette sit up with a groan. Slowly blood circulation returned to her wrists and ankles. The two naked captives sat facing each other on the table now. Fear and bewilderment shone on both their cute faces.

“Wh-what are you going to do with us?” Mira whimpered.

“First, you two sluts need to kiss each other. Show me how much you love each other. Mira, lick your juices off of Arianna’s face.” When the girl hesitated, Musad’s palm landed with a loud SMACK on Mira’s well-sculpted right butt cheek.

“AHH!!”

“Are you hard of hearing, bitch?”

“No, Master. Please, we’ll do whatever you want,” Mira squealed. She leaned forward, licking at her girlfriend’s chin. Arianna closed her eyes and groaned as Mira slurped up the glistening fluids around her lips, smeared along her jaw. Unbidden, Arianna reciprocated. She licked at the remnants of her own fluids which had streamed down the dildo when she’d fucked Mira’s face earlier. The two girls continued to clean off each other’s faces. They then proceeded to kiss. Their tongues lovingly intertwined as the two girls embraced until their breasts were pressed together – with Musad cheering them on.

“Yes, keep kissing like horny little lesbian sex slaves. That’s a good show. You nasty American whores are all the same, aren’t you? You have secret desires. I can see you LIKE what I am making you do, yes?” Musad had picked up a gun and now he waved it for emphasis. The tent became charged with tension as the girls froze with the pistol pointed in their faces.

“That’s enough. I tire of this.” The Arab rebel looked down at his elongated prick. “It is time that my cock joined the action. I know the perfect way to do it, too.” He motioned for both sexy girls to slip off the table and come toward the far side of the tent with him. He then sat on the edge of a mattress and had both girls kneel before him, sitting up with backs arched, breasts thrust forward. So enticed, he marveled at the two pairs of tits that tempted him like mouth-watering treats…

“Very good, sluts. Now, here is the next game we are going to play.” He waved the gun slowly, almost like a metronome, back and forth…back and forth. “One of you lucky bitches gets to have her ass raped.” Arianna and Mira’s eyes widened with shock and horror. “Yes, little cunts. I know. Neither of you has had the pleasure of a cock reaming your tight ass. Well, soon enough one of you will have the distinct privilege. Your sweet infidel ass will be blessed by a hard Arab dick. Which one, though?” Musad looked back and forth, enjoying the interplay of emotions on each girl’s face. Fear…hope that it would not be them…that the other girl would get chosen…He saw those thoughts flit across both Mira’s and Arianna’s face.

“You,” he said to Mira. “Come here and suck my cock. And you,” he continued, pointing at the big-breasted Latina, “you come here to lick and suck on my balls while your friend takes my shaft down her worthless throat. Come, you two work like a team now. Whichever of you pleases me MORE, I’ll spare her ass from being raped. There, is that not a good reward?”

As the rebel fighter’s awful promise sank in, both girls sprang into action. Mira spread her hands on the soldier’s thighs and leaned over, vacuuming up his penis so fast she made a loud slurping sound. She created a powerful suction with her lips, her head bobbing rapidly as she took him into her mouth. Her jaw rippled with effort as her pretty face impaled itself on his musky-scented manhood.

“Ahhhh! You’re a good cocksucker, bitch. Keep up the good work.” Musad kept the pistol trained on Mira’s head with one hand. With the other hand he gently gathered the flowing tresses of Mira’s hair away from her face, the better to help her pleasure his dick. Mira’s groans and gurgles filled the tent as she smothered his cock with fervent dedication. Pre-cum began to trickle onto Mira’s tongue. The lubrication made it even easier as the brunette slurped noisily along the length of his penis. ‘Oh god. He tastes awful,’ Mira thought. ‘Please let me just suck him off and make him cum. Maybe then he won’t have enough juice left to fuck one of us in the ass,’ Mira dared to hope. Meanwhile Arianna strained to twist underneath Musad’s pair of cum-filled testicles. Her tongue began to flick daintily at his sac.

“Is that all you can do, bitch? At this rate your friend will easily win the reward,” Musad jeered at Arianna. The busty Latina responded by taking one of Musad’s testicles into her mouth. She sucked hard on it, caressing it with her tongue as it lay nestled between her lips. Between Arianna’s attentions and Mira’s face pumping up and down his slickening penis, it was all Musad could do not to shoot his load of jism right then and there.

“OOoohhh FUCK. You sluts know how to please a man. You are learning to be eager fuck-slaves. This is good. Very good. The General will be impressed when he returns with your two slut friends…if they still live, anyway.” That had a chilling effect on both of his young captives. Soon, the slender brunette’s face was pumping so hard on Musad’s shaft that she was bottoming out, her nose almost to his pubic hair as she gurgled loudly, fighting off the urge to gag. Musad’s free hand fisted in her hair, holding her face flush against his crotch as he felt her tongue cradle his shaft, her desperate choking adding fresh sensation to his manhood.

“AHHH fuck. Just like that, bitch. Yes!” he groaned. Meanwhile Arianna was sucking frantically on one of his testicles, then the other, alternating as she pleasured him.

Suddenly Musad growled, “Enough. Turn away, little cunt. I will have YOUR ass. That is your reward,” he jeered at Mira as the girl’s face went white.

“No. Please Sir! B-but you said the one who pleased you most would be spared. I’ve been pleasing you more than she has.”

Musad’s scar quirked sideways with the skin on his brow as he smiled viciously. “I know, bitch. And guess what? I’m a violent, ill-tempered soldier who likes to kidnap sexy young sluts. And guess what else? Sometimes I LIE.” He forced Mira to turn around until her sexy young ass faced up as she crouched on her hands and knees. Then he grasped Arianna by the nape of the neck and dragged her over just behind her friend’s buttocks.

“W-w-what?” Arianna croaked. “What does Master want me to do?”

The Arab soldier pointed at Mira’s tiny, puckered hole. “You can start being useful, bitch – by spitting some of your saliva into your girlfriend’s tight hole and spreading it around with your tongue.”

Arianna blanched.