The following story is fiction, written purely for entertainment purposes and not based on any actual event.
Please enjoy reading:
"Jilnar Jardaly the Hot Sex-Slave"
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[The raunchy, perverse and highly anticipated sequel to Jilnar's last erotic escapade: "Jilnar Jardaly and the Pirates"!]
The tires screeched loudly as the plain white van sped around the corner. It was a bumpy, windy, unsealed road which caused its precious cargo to jostle and bounce about against the walls. Twelve beautiful and exotic young women, of every race and color, six sitting on a hard bench on either side of the van. A beautiful bevy of exotic young women to suit all tastes, white, black, Asian and one beautiful and sensual, dark-eyed Arabian beauty, who had the additional value of being a famous television news-anchor! Hers was a name that stirs up feelings of strong, sexual desire in men and women all over the world. That name, of course, is none other than... Jilnar Jardaly!
Each of the girls was leashed to the girl beside her from the collars around their necks. Their eyes were all downcast upon the floor, in both fear and sorrow, as their tears of despair and desperation fell upon their laps. All of them, that is, except for our horny heroine, Jilnar, who had never looked happier! She loves the fact that she live in a man's world, where any woman, no matter how famous or successful she had become, still belonged to men, and can still be taken, used and enjoyed by any one of them, anywhere and any time! She strongly resents all those bitchy, killjoy feminists who keep tying to change that!
As you read in the last story, she had been taken by some ruthless, brutal and misogynistic pirates, who all gangbanged her savagely in front of her girlfriends. Then, humiliated her even further by carrying her away tied to a pole, by her delicate wrists and ankles, like a tribe of primitive hunters carrying a slain antelope, who was destined for the pot...
Well, as you may well have guessed, she spent the entire voyage being fucked and sexually abused by the large gang of thugs, in frightfully evil and perverted ways, that words could not even describe! And she loved every single, sordid and depraved minute of it! By the time the ship made harbor, the gang of villains were barely alive. It was as if they'd almost been literally fucked to death! As expected, the slave-traders, to whom she was sold, paid very handsomely for her indeed! So much so, that each member of the pirate crew were able to retire for the remainder of their disgusting lives.
Now, here she was, being taken to her very own slave auction! Jilnar could not understand why the other girls seemed so sad, because this was something she dreamed of nearly all her debauched life. Being displayed to a crowd of horny strangers, like a piece of meat, as they made their bids, was always one of her most favorite fantasies. She couldn't wait to get there! She grew more and more excited, when she thought about how much people would be prepared to pay for her. And what they would then do to her, and make her do to them. She knew she'd fetch a high price, as she planned to give them all the hottest, raunchiest and sexiest show they'd ever seen! And anyone who has seen her read the news knows just how seductive the little, prick-teasing, Lebanese sex-kitten can be...
The van stopped suddenly, causing all the girls to slide up to the front against one another painfully. Then, the back of the van opened, and the two slave-traders quickly checked out the merchandise. One was a tall fat man with a shaved head, a patch over one eye, heavily tattooed and lots of muscles. The other was a small, cruel man who enjoyed his work with an enthusiastic and unnecessarily sadistic, passion...
"We're here, whores!" said the small one. "Time to get your asses out and get us our fuckin' money!"
The large man grabbed two leashes which pulled the two rows of girls tumbling out, one after the other. He had a whip coiled up in his other hand and, although he never uncoiled it to whip anyone, and risk damaging the merchandise, he did use it to tap the last last girl to get her moving.
"Come on, slut!" he growled. "Market's not gonna be open all fuckin' day, yah know!"
When she heard the other girl yelp as the sound of the coiled whip loudly slapped against her buttocks, Jilnar, who was at the end of the other row of girls, just had to find out what it felt like. Jilnar is a very unusual girl, in that she loves being mistreated by rough, aggressive and dominant men. In fact, being ravaged and degraded like a cheap piece of fuck-meat is the only way the seriously perverted slut can ever really get off!
She deliberately let herself lag behind until she finally felt the sweet sensation of the coiled whip smack her her tender buttocks. The stinging leather bit into her skin and sent hot, wondrous waves and sensations through her whole body, making her pussy wet. In fact, this entire shameful adventure was making her wet and horny, as it was just the thing she'd always felt her oversexed life needed.
Soon, they were at the marketplace, where the helpless young girls all waited their turn to be objectified and humiliated. The poultry, cattle and livestock were sold first, then the horses, then all the stolen treasures and plundered valuables. Then, finally, it was the girls' turn. When it was time for them to go on display, the noisy crowd had, at least, quadrupled in size!
The shy, little, eighteen year old Dutch high-school graduate was first up. The crowd cheered loudly as the smaller of the two slaver-men tore away what remained of her cute, yellow, floral dress, which was a graduation gift from her parents, and then ordered her to walk up and down the catwalk. All the men surged to the front to grab and feel her smooth, young, milky-white legs, as she walked by, while the auctioneer started taking the first few bids. She was soon sold to a tall, strong, dark-skinned man, who tossed a large wad of cash onto the stage. The small slaver-man quickly counted the cash, and gave a nod to the auctioneer, who then declared her as "Sold!" The young European girl's new owner threw her over his huge shoulder, where she sobbed as he slapped her little ass gleefully, and carried her away, never to be seen again. The auctioneer then called for the next girl...
Soon, all eleven of Jilnar's fellow slave-girls had been sold. The American, British and Australian girls were the three who fetched the nasty slave-trader duo the highest amounts. But, not for long...
Jilnar, who could not wait to get out there and strut her stuff, was having to be physically held back by the big, strong man with the whip and eye-patch!
"Gentleman!" said the auctioneer. "Now we've come to our final item of the day. And the one I know you've all been waiting for! It's not every day we get a bona fide TV star, gracing our humble marketplace. But, today, we have one of the sexiest you will ever see! Gentlemen, behold the one and only...Jilnar Jardaly!"
After such a big introduction, Jilnar could not be held back any longer, and she raced up onto the stage! She could not stop smiling as the nasty little slaver-man pulled off her bikini, which made the crowd go absolutely berserk! Without even needing to be ordered, she made straight for the catwalk. Unlike the other girls, she walked slowly and stopped many times to allow all the men to have a good grope and feel. Jilnar loved feeling men's hands all over her naked body, especially big, strong, rough hands!
The cruel little slaver-man whispered something into the ea of the stunned and mesmerized auctioneer, who then cleared his throat and once again asked for the crowd's attention.
