[Fiction] The cabin in the woods

[Runesmith]

Nadine was resigned to her fate. She assumed she would have to give blow jobs to each of the men in turn. She was even prepared to do it, except that she dreaded sucking off that stinky fat man again. She just hoped they wouldn't cum in her mouth like that disgusting man had done, but it was too much to hope for.

The thought of sucking off a group of men was scary, but at the same time, one of her dirty little fantasies was group sex where she was the center of attention of a group of handsome young men (and this was one of her favorite themes in porn). The reality was much different - she was being forced, and the men could hardly be called handsome - but strangely, the thought was arousing her. Part of her brain was trying hard to find some way to make this experience bearable, by linking it to her fantasies.

What happened next was a surprise. The men gathered in a circle around her, as she had expected, but the abductor standing in front of her put his booted foot in the middle of her chest between her beautiful breasts, and pushed. Nadine was confused. Did he want her to move back? Then the man standing behind her, the man who had raped her this morning, grabbed her hair and pulled her head down, and she realized what they wanted. They wanted her to lie down on the ground, face up.

The carpet of pine needles and bark was soft, but she dreaded lying on the ground. It was dirty. But what choice did she have? She lay down gingerly and closed her eyes, assuming they would masturbate and ejaculate on her like in those filthy bukake porn (which she secretly watched and masturbated to).

She was grabbed by her shoulders and lifted up. At the same time, two strong arms went behind her knees and lifted her up from there. She opened her eyes and saw to her surprise that the tall thin man and the stinky fat man were lifting her up from the shoulders on each side, to their waist level. The abductor had lifted up her knees and was putting them over his shoulder, freeing up his hands to support her buttocks. She was hanging in the air, supported by the three men. Then she understood what was going to happen to her. She had seen this in porn as well.

To be continued

[jklivin]

What a bad place to stop excellent story

[Runesmith]

Originally Posted by jklivin

What a bad place to stop excellent story

Hahaha... that's called a cliff-hanger, my friend. It is meant to bring you back for the next episode.

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With her knees hanging over his shoulders, Nadine's abductor used his right hand to support her buttocks, while using his left to guide the tip of his erect cock to the opening of her vagina surrounded by the meaty inner lips. She yelped in pain as he violated her with a savage thrust, setting aflame the tight opening, still tender and swollen from the abuse that morning. The sharp pain set off a spasm that made the ring of muscle grip his cock even tighter, but it was helpless to prevent the hard, throbbing pole of flesh from plunging deep inside her.

Nadine's face was tensed up in pain as her fingers tightly gripped the upper arms of the men carrying her shoulders. As her abductor started a rapid pumping rhythm, oblivious to her discomfort, Nadine could not help but punctuate each of his savage thrusts, which rammed his hard hard cock deep inside her and ground his pubic bone excruciatingly against her tender, swollen clit, with a painful "Aaaghh!"

The men seemed amused with her pain, and the tall thin man asked a question from the abductor. Without breaking his rhythm, the abductor answered back in German (probably so that she would understand), that yes, this bitch was very tight. In a strange way, it pleased Nadine to hear a man saying that she was tight.

She hated herself for that. She should be outraged at being violated like this - and she was. Yet, there was this traitorous part of her brain enjoying that crudely worded compliment. The same traitorous part that made her almost orgasm during this morning's ordeal. That same traitorous part was telling her that her body's ability to turn on these four men and drive them crazy with lust was something to be proud of; that the way this man wanted to invade her body as deep as he could was an indication of how much he wanted her; that her large inner labia, which she was ashamed of and thought of as "abnormal", did not seem to deter their lust. Nadine was conflicted, confused, and in pain - both physically and emotionally.

The man who had raped her this morning, who was standing at her head, now grabbed her hair again, and pulled her head down, so that her neck was over-extended to the point of discomfort. She reflexively opened her mouth to relieve the tension on the front of her neck. This was exactly what the man wanted. His cock, which had tormented her pussy that morning, was now pushed in to her mouth. Nadine started servicing it with her tongue - there was no use resisting anyway. At the same time, that abominable part of her brain was telling her that this is what she was craving for when the other girl - cumrag - was sucking it. She wondered if the man had washed it afterwards. She wondered if she could taste a little bit of herself on it (not that she had ever tried tasting herself or wanted to).

Slowly her body was accommodating to the pain of the penetration by producing a copious amount of juices, which produced a "shlop" sound every time she was penetrated, and dribbled a bit out of her each time he withdrew. The position of her neck allowed the man using her mouth to push his cock deeper without triggering a gag reflex. In fact, she fought hard not to gag. In this position, if she vomited, she would drown in her vomit and die.

The two men supporting her shoulders were now using their free hands to roam over her body. The fat man's tubby little fingers were groping her breasts, still tender from what that bitch cumrag had done this morning. Each time he pinched her nipples, sharp darts of pain shot through her. The tall thin man was stroking her belly, going lower with each stroke, and that was strangely arousing.

It was when his fingers found her clit and started massaging it that she started to moan. One one level, Nadine was surprised and disgusted at herself. Yet, her body wanted an orgasm. It had wanted that orgasm since this morning, when it had come so close, but interrupted at the last moment. An orgasm to wash away this pain; to give her just a moment of escape from her predicament; to give her body what it deserved for enduring this torment. She couldn't care less at the sniggering from the fat man at the sound of her moans, or the comment from her abductor in German that "the bitch is in heat". She felt a strange feeling of gratitude at the tall thin man for doing this for her - almost the same feeling she had felt when cumrag used her tongue on her. She let all control go from her mind and mindlessly sucked at the cock in her mouth as the prelude to her orgasm began building up.

And then the abductor said something in their language, and everything stopped.

To be continued... (yeah, I know)

[LitDarkness]

No pressure at all, everyone's hanging on to your every word.

Okay, maybe that's a lot of pressure.

Spoiler:

There is really no pressure, I just wanted to say something to lighten the mood, because that's a lot of comments that seem pressuristic lately.

[Runesmith]

Originally Posted by TheKidWithSkills

No pressure at all, everyone's hanging on to your every word.

Okay, maybe that's a lot of pressure.

Spoiler:

There is really no pressure, I just wanted to say something to lighten the mood, because that's a lot of comments that seem pressuristic lately.

Oh my god, the pressure... it's killing me... must... type...

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The thin man's fingers left her clit, and Nadine gave a disappointed groan, muffled by the cock filling her mouth. Then even that cock was gone. There was a sudden sharp pain at the opening to her pussy as the cock that was raping her there also pulled out completely, and the stretched and abused vaginal sphincter slammed shut. The disappointment was clear on her dirt-smudged, tear-streaked, saliva-smeared face. She really wanted to cum. That would have been the only silver lining to this ordeal she was being subjected to, and would help her get through this demeaning experience. Oh really? - that annoying part of her brain asked, or was that was her way of rationalizing the fact that she wanted to cum while being used like a piece of meat?

Nadine was used to being in control of her sex life. Not that she was domineering, but she carefully chose whom she slept with, even if it was a one night stand. She always made sure she was protected, that she and her partner were freshly showered, that he would get ample time to admire her perfect breasts, and that he would not see much of her protruding lips of shame (and here, the German name for labia, Schamlippen, made literal sense to her).

However, having absolutely no control was strangely turning her on. The men were doing whatever they pleased with her, and she was just a passive instrument for their pleasure. Nadine had never imagined herself being used this way, and it was at the same time humiliating, scary, but incredibly arousing.

She realized she was being lowered to the ground. The men flipped her over, and placed her with her face and breasts on the ground, with her knees tucked under her belly so that her ample ass was facing upwards. This was almost the position she was raped in that morning. Nadine sighed and waited for the brutal penetration of her pussy that was to follow.

She heard one of the men spitting, and something wet and warm splattered on to her left buttock. She heard laughter and the voices of the men jeering at another. Then came the second splatter, and it landed squarely between her buttocks and dripped down over her anus in to her pussy. This time the men cheered. Obviously, the spitter had hit the target.

She felt masculine hands parting her buttocks, and felt a pressure of a cock against her anus. She wriggled, trying to get it in to the right hole, and was rewarded with a hard slap against the buttocks and was ordered to stay still. The pressure resumed, and to her horror, she realized what the man planned to do.

Nadine had never had anal sex. Yes, she had seen it in porn, and had heard her friends discussing their experiences during the girls nights out. Some of her friends liked it, some just tolerated it because their boyfriends liked it. But one common theme was how it hurt the first few times, and this was one of the reasons Nadine had put off experimenting with it. Now, however, she was about to find out.

Her first reaction to the pressure was to clench. The man re-doubled the pressure and his cock was pushing her tightly clenched anal spincter inwards, making her fear that he will rip the skin. Her sphincter couldn't keep resisting against the relentless pressure, and with small, tiny steps, it was starting to loosen up. At each such relaxation, the cock seemed to slide in a millimeter, and trying to keep it clenched became much harder.

Suddenly, her sphincter relaxed completely, and she felt a tearing pain as the head of the cock burst through. She screamed at the sudden pain, quite sure she had been ripped open. It felt as if something as big as a baseball bat had been shoved up there (although she realized that what was in her was much smaller, it still felt like a baseball bat).

She kept screaming as the cock pushed cruelly through her. Tears of pain carved new valleys through the dirt coating her face. Finally, one of the men knelt at her face and pushed his cock in to her mouth. She started sucking the cock fervently, taking her mind away from the painful invasion at the other end. It was far worse that how her friends had described it. The man started pumping in rhythm, moving in and out of her anal chute. The feeling was very different to being fucked in her pussy, yet it was also in some ways familiar. The pain gradually receded as her sphincter relaxed, and the thrusting even started getting enjoyable.

The man suddenly pulled himself completely out of her, and that caused a spasm of pain. That cock was soon replaced by another. This was thinner, and shorter, so it was more pleasurable. The next was huge, and she realized that one belonged to the man who had raped her in the morning. The cocks in her mouth kept getting replaced as well, and she was too tired, too dazed and too much in shock to even keep track of who was using her and where. At some point she became aware that some of the cocks she was sucking have been in her ass, but she couldn't care anymore. The only thing she was glad was that the stinky fat man stayed away and didn't participate (not that the size of his cock would have allowed him to, anyway). He was standing, his hand buried inside the crotch flap of his overalls, probably masturbating to the spectacle.

After what seemed like hours, she was flipped over on her back. The men took turns holding her legs up in the air as they penetrated her vagina. One by one, the men ejaculated inside her, as she lay there motionless, too tired physically and emotionally to even offer a token of resistance. Something sprayed on to her face, and she realized that the fat man had cum over her face.

She laid there, eyes closed, exhausted, with cum leaking out from between her parted legs. That is when she heard the sniffling at her face. The fat man was holding the dog by the leash, and it was right near her head.

The man brought the dog nearer, and it began to lick her face. The dog's tongue was warm and rough, and it was licking up the splatters of cum expertly. Nadine was simultaneously disgusted and relived, and in any case, too weak and exhausted to care. She simply closed her eyes and let the dog do the work of cleaning up her face.

The dog padded away. Soon, she felt something at her pussy and she instinctively closed her legs. The dog growled and the men started laughing. She felt her legs being forced apart, and the rough texture of the dog's tongue lapping at her pussy. The dog seemed to be excited by the seemingly endless stream of cum drooling out of her, and kept eagerly lapping it up.

Nadine shivered with each caress of the tongue. It was soothing and pleasurable. She closed her eyes and imagined it was cumrag's tongue (why was she thinking of a woman? why not Dirk? Or any other male she had been with or fantasized about? Her tired brain had no answers). Her body was responding to cumrag's tongue... she was... amazing. Nadine felt a familiar tingling that had been so cruelly denied so many times that day. She relaxed, and let it build up, imagining the brown haired girl cleaning her up. And soon, her body started spasming in an explosive, mindless, all-cleansing orgasm, oblivious to the sound of raucous laughter and vulgar comments around her.

To be continued

[jklivin]

The dog is finally rewarded and gets to humiliate her to the extreme, well very close anyway

[Lioness]

Amazing story. Wish I was in the girls place

[Runesmith]

Originally Posted by jklivin

The dog is finally rewarded and gets to humiliate her to the extreme, well very close anyway

Well, I had to make it up to the dog for forgetting it in one episode. But since the dog had fun, maybe I should give it another appearance at some point.

Originally Posted by Lioness

Amazing story. Wish I was in the girls place

Thank you. Who knows, one day you might be.

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When Nadine opened her eyes, she was lying on a small, uncomfortable bed in a log cabin. No, it wasn't a nightmare - it was real. She really was being held captive. The memories of the day before came flooding back. How she had woken up bound in this bed, how she had been humiliated and raped. She remembered the utter humiliation of being licked to orgasm by a dog. That is how low she had sunk to in just one day. She remembered being half-dragged, half-carried through the forest by her rapists afterwards, and being dumped unceremoniously on the bed. She remembered nothing afterwards.

Underneath the blanket she was tucked in, she was naked. As Nadine sat up on the bed, practically every muscle in her body ached. The dust and grime covering her skin was gone. Someone must have cleaned her up. She guessed it must have been the girl who calls herself cumrag. Nadine again felt grateful, and hoped the girl was not punished for letting her escape.

Her body was covered in bruises, and it hurt to move. Still, her bladder was full and she didn't want to repeat what she had to do the previous morning. Wearily, she got out of bed. Pain rippled through her body as she stood up on wobbly feet and hobbled over to the makeshift toilet and drew the cover aside.

She knew the cameras would be watching and recording her, but she couldn't care less. She had been through far worse humiliation in the last 24 hours. Still, after squatting, it took her a few minutes to relax enough to let the stream come hissing out. The hot piss burnt her bruised pussy lips and she drew her breath sharply and bit down on her lip.

That was when she realized she had to do more than just piss. It hurt horribly as the hard log of shit came out of her brutally raped anus. Her face burnt with embarrassment as the cameras captured her struggle and the sounds of pain issuing from her mouth.

She grabbed a roll of toilet paper and wiped gingerly, but there was no blood. At least that was a relief.

At that moment, there was a scraping sound, and the door opened.

To be continued

[Runesmith]

Nadine scrambled to close her thighs (which wasn't easy while squatting) and crossed her hands across her chest to cover her breasts. She was used to being naked in some social situations (beach, sauna), but letting someone see you squatting over a hole in the ground was demeaning (although, the cameras have been watching her all along).

It was cum rag who walked in, carrying her pail of water and a folded up towel. Her left cheek was swollen, with a bruise on the cheekbone, and the left eye was swollen as well. Nadine realized with a twinge of guilt that it was probably her escape attempt that resulted in that.

Cum rag didn't close the door, but left it half open as she had done yesterday. This puzzled Nadine. Was she under instructions not to close the door? If so, why was she punished for Nadine's escape attempt?

Without a word, cum rag walked over to Nadine, set the pail down on the floor and placed the folded up towel on the bed. She turned her back to Nadine, took off the white tube dress she was wearing, and folded it neatly on the bed. Then she turned back to Nadine.

Cum rag had a slim figure with a narrow waist that Nadine was instantly jealous of. Her hips were rather boyish, though, but her stomach was flat as a board, running neatly down to the shaved mound below, ending with a tight little cleft. Nadine noted with envy that cum rag had the kind of nice, girlish pussy with the outer lips neatly covering everything - the kind of pussy she wished she had. Cum rags breasts were small, b-cups probably, with long pencil-eraser nipples.

Cum rag walked over to Nadine and helped her stand up. Taking the dish washing sponge from the bucket, she ran the smooth side of the sponge lightly over Nadine's body, letting the cool water trickle down her skin. Without speaking a word, cum rag gently washed Nadine, paying attention to her breasts and underarms. She then knelt at Nadine's side and washed her thighs.

Nadine was half expecting this treatment, but was still surprised and flattered by being treated this way by this girl. Her nipples were hard from the cold, as well as from the rubbing of the sponge. When cum rag gently parted her thighs, she let her, and closed her eyes when the sponge started gently cleaning her there. Cum rag was thorough, and didn't miss a spot. She was extra careful with the bruised, abraded areas, and the gentle cleaning was very pleasurable. Nadine felt herself adding to the wetness, and felt her face burning in shame.

To be continued

[Runesmith]

Cum rag soaked the sponge in the bucket, then gently parted Nadine's buttocks and squeezed the water from the sponge between them. Nadine let out a sigh as the cold water sluiced over her abused anus, soothing the dull pain she felt every time she moved. Cum rag's fingers followed the water, washing her thoroughly as Nadine squirmed in pleasure and embarrassment.

Cum rag went over to the bed and unfolded the towel. Wrapped inside were a cheap plastic razor and a bar of soap. She used the towel to wipe Nadine down, then wet the sponge again and rubbed the soap bar against it to create a lather that she applied to Nadine's pubic area. Nadine stood still as cum rag shaved her carefully, paying attention to even the hairs that hid in the folds that Nadine could never reach properly. She then did the same for Nadine's underarms. The tickling sensation made Nadine burst out laughing. Cum rag looked up, and started laughing as well. For a very short moment, it was just two young girls sharing a funny moment together, and everything was all right with the world.

It only lasted a moment, and reality returned. Cum rag pursed her lips, held a finger against them and gestured at the cameras. Nadine got the hint. The laughter stopped.

After finishing the shaving, cum rag carefully inspected her. When she knelt down and parted Nadine's labia and brought her face really close, a shiver of excitement broke through Nadine's embarrassment, remembering how good that tongue felt down there. Although cum rag did not seem to be interested in doing anything sexual, Nadine felt herself grow warm and wet with just the memory. Cum rag dabbed the wetness away with the towel and gently applied a creme from a small tube to some of the abraded areas on Nadine's labia. She then parted the buttocks and applied the same creme around the anus. The then put a small amount of the creme on her index finger and pushed it inside Nadine's anus.

Nadine let out a sound that was somewhere between a gasp of surprise and a moan of pleasure. She was not used to anything being inserted there, and the previous evening's brutal treatment had not changed her reservations about it. However, cum rag's slender finger felt different, and knowing that it was an act of kindness made it more tolerable... and even pleasurable. It didn't last long, though. As soon as she had applied to cream to the inside of Nadine's anus, cum rag withdrew her finger and wiped it on a square of toilet paper.

She motioned for Nadine to step away, and closed the toilet hole with the cover. She then gestured for Nadine to sit down on the edge of the bed. Cum rag then sat down next to Nadine, with their thighs touching. "It's time for your milking," she said.

To be continued

[Runesmith]

Nadine's first instinct was to cover her breasts with her hands. Cum rag leaned in to her, put her arms around Nadine's waist and slid her palms up along Nadine's belly to her breasts. She gently moved Nadine's hands away and cupped her breasts at the base with her hands, with fingers and thumb spread out in opposite directions. Cum rag snuggled in closer to get more leverage for her hands, and her small breasts with hard nipples pressed up against Nadine's skin.

"Watch how I do it. Soon you will have to do it yourself," whispered cum rag in to Nadine's ear. Her fingers and thumbs tightened around the base of Nadine's breasts and squeezed. Nadine drew in a breath as the bruising from the previous day protested with a dull ache. She slide her hands forward, squeezing Nadine's breasts hard, until the thumb and forefinger met at Nadine's areolae, pinching them and pulling them outward until she squeezed up to the end of Nadine's tiny nipples.

"Why... why are you doing this?" whispered Nadine.

"Because it will make your breasts bigger. Also, it will make you have milk. They add a medicine to your food and water to encourage your breasts to form milk, and that also prevents you from getting pregnant. The Arabs pay a lot for women who can produce milk - they keep them in the harem to feed the babies of the wives. The Russians like them too... but... err... for different things."

"No, what I mean is - why are you doing these things that they order you to do?", repeated Nadine, as cum rag was obviously not getting what she was asking about.

Cum rag continued to milk Nadine. "You tried to escape... did you see? There is no hope. And you see what they did to you? And what they did to me? Next time you try to escape, they will kill you, and probably me as well." Cum rag paused, looked around nervously, and continued, "Besides, life here is not so bad. I was brought here 2 years ago. I was working as a manager in a logistics company. I didn't realize how much stress I was in until it was all taken away from me. Life here is simple, and you don't have to worry about things anymore."

Nadine was stunned by that statement. "But... these people... they abuse you, they hurt you, they rape you. How can you live with that?"

"I don't mind what they do to me," replied cum rag quietly, her hands repeating the pattern of motion on Nadine's breasts. "Some of those things... I never dreamed I would do... but somehow I like them. In my previous life, sex was a weapon, a currency, and something I denied myself so that I could use instead of enjoying it. And now, sex is part of everyday life, and I like it when someone uses me. It makes me feel useful."

Nadine was flabbergasted with that response. Part of her agreed with what cum rag was saying. It made sense - a twisted, perverted kind of sense, but yeah. At the same time, she felt outraged that a woman could think this way in the 21st century. Part of what cum rag said, about using sex as a weapon, tool or currency, and denying oneself the pleasure, sort of explained her reaction to being raped. The anger that she felt was because of power being taken from her. Yet, her body had enjoyed the act of sex itself, even when it was rough, dirty and perverted. In fact, it had felt even better than the kind of sex Nadine had been having before.

"What... what is your real name?" asked Nadine.

Before cum rag could even answer, there was a sound from outside. The sound of heavy footsteps. Not just one person, but several. The door slammed open. Framed in the bright late morning light were two policemen in their dark blue uniforms, and standing behind them was the man who had abducted Nadine.

To be continued...

[submissive-ana]

you stop at the most infuriating parts <\3 love the story though x

[bondagegirl0841]

Gahhh keep going......

[Runesmith]

Hahaha... I know. I learned this from the last series of dragon porn (aka Game of thrones), where they ended with the death of John Snow.

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Nadine's heart leaped to her throat. She was being rescued! The ordeal was finally over. At that instant, the things that cum rag had been telling her about her new life that was to be, caused a sudden pang of regret. She will be going back to the life that she knew, and for some inexplicable reason, that didn't fill her with overwhelming joy as she had expected.

Nadine jumped up from the bed, covering her nakedness with her hands. She couldn't figure out what to say. The two cops walked in to the cabin without a word. The younger one, probably in his late 20's, blonde, crew cut and clean shaven, stood by the door, while the older one, with an expanding midriff and thinning dark hair sauntered in and stood in front of Nadine, eying her from head to toe. He then pulled out his phone and twiddled with it, trying to find something.

"Yep, that's her," he said to his partner and to the abductor who has standing just outside the door. "This is the missing girl we have been asked to keep an eye out for."

"Offi...Officer... My name is Nadine Bauer, and these... these people abducted me. They were holding me prisoner here. They... they raped me. All of them. Please help me..." Nadine started sobbing at the end of her plea, overwhelmed by the conflicting emotions and gratitude at being rescued.

"Shut the fuck up. Did I ask you to speak?" glared the officer at Nadine, her flood of words cut off by that brusque response. The Younger cop snickered, and the abductor stepped through the doorway with a grin on his face.

Confused, Nadine looked at cum rag. The girl was still sitting on the bed, her face staring at the ground, with a resigned expression on her face. She didn't seem overjoyed at being rescued after two years. Maybe she was scared she would be implicated as an accomplice for the things she had helped do to her. Nadine felt sorry for the girl. She wanted to reassure her and tell her that she wouldn't testify against her. Against those animals, yes. But cum rag was just a victim as she was.

Still, what confused her was the way the cop spoke to her. In all cop movies she had seen, they were sympathetic to the victims. Maybe there was some misunderstanding.

"I.. I don't understand... Is there" - before she could finish her sentence pain exploded across her cheek, and she staggered back from the cop who had just slapped her.

"Obviously you haven't broken her in yet, comrade," commented the officer, turning to the abductor.

"All in good time, Herr Polizeimeister," replied the man. "I assume then you will take care of any inquiries heading this way? You'll get the standard percentage plus of course the bonus."

"Of course, of course," replied the officer gruffly, as if the discussion about the financial terms offended him. "Now, if you don't mind, my partner and I will collect our bonus."

"Yes, of course, Herr Polizeimeister," replied the abductor. He turned around and headed for the door. "Enjoy yourselves," he added, just before he shut the door behind him.

"You two! Get down on your knees, on the floor, facing the bed!" barked the older cop. Cum rag complied immediately, followed by a hesitant, still-sobbing Nadine, who was trying to grasp what was going on. The two girls knelt side by side obediently.

The younger policeman came over and something clinked behind them. Nadine felt her wrist being handcuffed to cum rag's. Next, her ankle was cuffed to cum rag's ankle.

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[Runesmith]

"Now, get your asses over here," yelled the older officer, from the other side of the room. With a wrist and an ankle cuffed to each other, both girls had to coordinate their crawling to move across the floor. It was clumsy and awkward, and the two cops laughed as they stumbled.

Nadine was in a state of shock. The latest turn of events had dashed any hopes of escape. Even if she were to escape successfully, where could she go? Even these cops were working for this gang. Then she came to a horrifying realization - the cops were doing this to them in a room full of cameras. The cameras were obvious - it couldn't be that the cops didn't notice them. This was not a simple case of cops being bribed. These cops were part of the gang. That's why they didn't fear the cameras. If this gang were caught, the cops had a lot to lose. If she escaped, they would hunt her down and kill her.

A sharp slap across the buttocks reminded her to speed up. After struggling across the dusty wooden floor they stood kneeling before the older cop. Nadine followed cum rag's lead in staring at the floor silently.

"Don't you see my shoes are dusty, cum whores? Clean them up!" ordered the officer. Nadine looked around for a brush or a rag, and then felt cum rag tugging at her shacked wrist. Following her lead, Nadine got in to a now familiar position - face and chest on the floor with the ass up in the air - like the Muslim prayer position.

To her shock, cum rag started licking the officer's boots. Is this how she was supposed to clean? Pain exploded across her buttocks as the officer's plastic baton thwacked against it. "What are you waiting for, cunt? An invitation? Get to work!"

Reluctantly, Nadine started on the other boot with her tongue. The dust and dirt tasted exactly as she thought it would - disgusting. She glanced over at cum rag, and saw the girl licking away obediently, and realized that there was no way out. Cum rag appeared to be swallowing the saliva, and Nadine followed suit - she didn't want to find out the consequences of spitting.

She could hear the younger officer's foot steps behind them. "I think these two need cavity searches, what do you think Herr Obermeister?"

"Excellent idea, Johannes. Go ahead," replied the older cop. Nadine's heart sank further when she processed the salutation the junior officer had used. The title "Obermeister" implied that the older man was the police chief of the area. There really was no hope.

The junior officer knelt behind them. "Oh, look, this one has nice juicy skirt steaks hanging between her legs," he called out, making Nadine's face burn with humiliation. The warmth also started burning between her legs. This embarrassed and annoyed her even more - why would her body betray her like this? Why would this filthy cunt of hers get turned on by humiliation? The anger, embarrassment and the sense of helplessness made the sobs resume, as she duly cleaned the man's boots with her tongue.

She felt her pussy lips being parted. She squirmed and drew her breath sharply two fingers rudely and painfully entered her. Her hips bucked involuntarily as the thumb found her clit. The two fingers twirled inside her. After the last evening's brutal rape, she was surprised that she was still tight enough to feel the fingers, let alone be aroused by it as she was getting now. A grunt from cum rag indicated where the cop's other hand probably was. The fact that they were both being abused the same way somehow increased the amount of arousal that Nadine felt.

"Oh, the new one is already wet, as if she has a slime factory inside her cunt. This one should fetch a good price," remarked the junior officer, pulling his fingers out and wiping them on her buttocks.

"A good fuck slave, then," replied the senior officer. "Now, whores, if you are done cleaning, now polish my boots."

Nadine was confused again, but cum rag knew what needed to be done.

To be continued...