I slowly regained consciousness, but when I tried to move I realized that I was sore between my legs. I also became aware of the dampness that I felt both on the dirty mattress and around my pussy. When I sat up and looked, I was shocked at how swollen, red, and puffy the folds of my pussy were, but even worse how much semen had been pumped into me. The inside off both thighs were coated with sperm that had leaked out of me and ran down my thighs. A pool of the thick liquid had formed as it dripped on the mattress. Panic entered my mind when the fact that I was probably pregnant by one of these animals became clear.
I rolled slowly over, the chain running to the iron collar locked around my neck pulling tight as I moved slightly away from the wall it was anchored in. Even small moves caused the sore and puffy area between my legs to protest and I recoiled at the feeling of even more semen leaking out of the lips of my pussy and oozing down my upper thighs. "How many men raped me?" I thought as I tried to find a comfortable position.
"Aunt Lynn, are you all right?" Jessica asked when she saw that I was slightly moving.
"I don't know," I softly answered her as I rubbed my hand over my pubic area. The hand came away damp and sticky as more of the semen leaked. Despair hit me and tears formed in my eyes as I sobbed, "What are we going to do?"
I was startled when a male voice with a thick accent answered my question. "Right now white whore, both of you will fuck anyone we choose until we say otherwise." Stunned, I couldn't believe what I was hearing as the black man continued. "Your buyers are quite satisfied with their purchase and it remains only for us to make sure that you accept your place as a sexual slave. Oh, by the way, we are giving a party tonight for the group that bought you. Luckily they bought both of you, so tonight they can watch as you're both, umh, shall we say, trained together."
I was dumfounded and could hardly believe what I was hearing. Impulsively, I almost shouted out, "You-you can't do this. You can't just sell our bodies like we were property."
His laugh chilled me to my bones. "That's exactly what is happening to you, you're bodies have been taken by many men and now you're being sold to others." I was left almost in tears and Jessica stared straight ahead as the man left.
The day passed slowly as we both tried to sleep in the oppressive tropical heat, but the fear of the party and what they would do to us prevented the accomplishment of much rest. Into the afternoon we were brought two large tubs of water and told to clean up. We must have looked like two zombies as we slowly drug our bodies to the tubs and washed the best we could.
Following the tubs of water we were given some food, which we hardly touched. Before we knew it, they came to take us to our "party". Both of us whimpered as the men took our arms and unlocked our collars. We were then forced to our feet and our hands tied behind our backs. Once they had our hands secured we were lead out of the room and into the street. Crowds gathered around as Jessica and I were lead naked down the dusty street into a torch lit room that opened directly off the street. There were several Arab looking men seated at a dinner tab along with the several of the black men, including the fat one that raped me first. Behind us many of the town men were watching, as we were lead to the middle of the room.
The fat one rose and said, "Ah, our guests of honor have arrived." He then turned to the other and spoke in a language that I didn't understand. Their reaction was laughter as the fat black man turned back toward us and continued, " Your new owners want to see the methods by which we train whores such as yourself." Clapping his hands he turned to a huge man in a leather hood and a loincloth and nodded. "Let the training begin!"
Hands seized us by the arms and we were drug a few feet to where a small stool was positioned. They untied our hands and snapped cuffs on our wrists, cuffing my right wrist to Jessica's left wrist and doing the same to our other arm. A hook was lower from the ceiling and the cuffs were tied to it. Then the hook was raised slightly above our head causing our arms to rise.
Two of the men held me as the third lowered his head and began to suck on my left nipple. When he was satisfied that it was erect he quickly removed his mouth and with one motion of his hand, opened the jaws of a nipple clamp and clamped it on my hardened nub. It hurt when the jaws dug in and my gasp of pain drew smiles from the audience. I looked down at my clamped nipple and saw that it was connected to another clamp by a couple of inches of silver chain. Swiftly he repeated the process on my other nipple with another clamp set and again I gasp as the jaws dug into my flesh.
Jessica was forced to stand on the stool as the men prepared her. Several continued to hold me and several more started to nurse on my niece's breast. Our bodies were forced together and soon Jessica and I were joined together by the nipple clamps on our breasts, her right nipple connected by the short chain to the clamp on my left nub, only a few inches separating our bodies. The stool had positioned her breasts and pussy at the same level mine was so that our bodies were facing each other. I felt hands spread my legs several feet apart and my ankles tied to the end of the spreader bar so I could not close my legs. Our ankles and thighs were tied together and a wide strap was pulled tight around our waists, forcing our lower bodies to touch each other from the ankles to our stomachs. Our faces were inches apart as were our clamped nipples.
When we were tied one of the men lightly slapped Jessica on her rump and she moved her body causing the clamps to dig into both our nipples. The pain wasn't great, but it was still extremely uncomfortable and taught us to remain as still as possible.
One of the men grabbed my hair and pulled my head back. Bringing his face close to mine, he said, "Since your niece has already gone down on you and forced you to cum, we want you to return the favor."
"Wha-what do you mean?" I stammered, my mind trying to comprehend what I had just heard.
"You watched her as she brought you. We expect you to go down on her now, whore." I felt the nipple clamp bite into me as Jessica too realized what was just said and squirmed her body.
"It was you!" she exclaimed, her face turning red as she looked into my eyes.
"Yes" I said softly, "I was gagged and tied so I couldn't stop you." The man again demanding that I get Jessica off interrupted our conversation. "I can't do that to my own niece" I thought, my mind beginning to panic. "I've never been with another woman. Please, I can't do that." I sobbed.
"Excellent" the man said to my surprise, and turning to the other men seated at the table, said, "This is but one of the ways we train our slaves. Enjoy!"
Both Jessica and I saw the movement out of the corner of our eye. Two of the men were bringing in a narrow, crudely built table with what looked like two candles sticking straight up. With horror I realized that the two "candles" were crude and very large dildo nailed to the table. The table was placed under us between our outstretched legs as I begged them not to use them on us while Jessica softly cried.
I felt our hands rise higher in the air as the slack was taken up until we were both on tiptoes, our bodies stretched taunt, and tied against each other from the ankles to the stomach. Finally we were in position, unable to move except our heads as the men grabbed the table.