Terror in the sand
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GaynorBlue
genre
domination
Let me introduce myself. I am Daisy Parsons aged 16, daughter or Sir Alan Parsons British Diplomat director of a very profitable engineering company. My mother is Lady Alice Parsons, socialite and from a rich family. I have a brother, James 18 the sporty university type. We live in a big country house and I attend a private girl’s school. During the summer holidays my father takes us on a trip to the Middle East for a business meeting then on to our villa in St Tropez. Six weeks of sun and watching life go by. At school I share a room with Sally, a nice girl but puts it about a bit. I am a virgin and plan to stay that way until I am married.
I once caught her and Tony a gardener at school at it on my bed. Tony is a big black guy with a cock to match. He was balls deep in her pussy when I walked in. He stopped in mid stroke and said Hi Daisy then continued his shafting of Sally. Sally had her head buried in my pillow moaning and groaning with each stroke. I sat on a chair right behind them and watched Tony’s balls slap against Sally’s clitoris. I could see Tony’s tight shit hole all wrinkled up. He came in her pussy grunting as he did. Pure animal passion I thought. He withdrew his huge cock and walked over to me, cum and pussy juice dripping from it. He stood in front of me, his cock three inches from my face. Daisy baby he said, you won’t tell any one about this will you? No, it’s nothing to do with me. I could smell their sex fluids on his cock. I was getting moist between my legs. He pulled his shorts on, then his T shirt. A little damp patch had formed on the front of his shorts where his cock head was. Tony bent down and kissed my head, Thanks babe he whispered and left the room. Sally was still on her knees sobbing into my pillow, Tony’s man juice running out of her pussy and dripping on my bed.
A few days later it was the end of the school year. A limousine came to collect me and take me to a private airfield where my parents and brother were waiting. After the greetings, we climbed onboard and swiftly took off for somewhere in the Sudanese desert.
After the seatbelt light went off, my father removed his jacket and tie, then ordered drinks. My mother was sat travelling backwards, dressed in a black designer dress. She had a very pale complexion like white marble with red lip stick and black eye shadow and liner. James wore a sweat shirt and short, with trainers. Why wear a sweat shirt in the desert I thought. I had a white buttoned up blouse short white shirt and white pumps. My underwear was a white thong no bra because I hate sweaty boobs. I read a couple of magazines then dozed off.
About 90 minutes before we were to land, the captain announced that due to a technical problem we would be landing for a short while at some remote airfield. We touched down and taxied to a run down shack just off the runway.
Suddenly all hell broke loose. Gunfire and explosions could be heard and the door open. Two men carrying gun got on board and went to my father. James stood up but was punched so hard he fell over. They hit daddy and dragged him off the plane. I was hugging my mother, my face buried in her small breasts. She just sat there motionless, patting the back of my head like I was a baby. Two more men came on board and dragged James off the plane. I looked at my mothers face again and it was blank as if she knew something. A very big man came next. He was huge and had to stoop to walk along to where we were. Do as I say, then everything will be fine, in a booming voice. He spoke English quite well with a slight accent. He had a bushy long beard and very dark eyes that went through you. He grabbed my arm and I held on to my mother. He tugged me and I let go. He picked me up around my waist with one arm and motioned for my mother to stand. She walked passed him and off the plane while he carried me off. All my ass and thong was showing as we went down the steps. I felt the heat. It hit me, so dry. I can walk you bully, I do have legs I screamed. The bastard dropped me onto the sand. Uhh, that knocked all the air out of my lungs. He grabbed my arm again and lifted me in one go onto my feet. Thank you, I said brushing sand off my bare legs. I followed him inside and was led into a small room. The door slammed behind me and I heard a key turn to lock it. Hey what the…. I heard someone laugh and then footsteps going away.
I looked around; there was a single bed with grubby sheets on it, a chair and a tin toilet, without a seat. At least I cane have a pee I thought. I sat on the chair, it was rickety and hard. There was a large strip light on the ceiling that was very bright and cast a shadow under the bed.
After what seemed hours the door opened and a woman wearing a dirty grey shirt and an even dirtier fawn coloured skirt entered. She had a scarf around her head. She was ugly, broken teeth and a face full of lines. My name is Fatima and I will be looking after you for the duration of your stay. Now strip she shouted. I beg your pardon I said in amazement. Remove all your clothing now, don’t make me angry. Why should I, I answered. Little girl failure to act on my request will result in you getting punished. By whom I said like it was a game. She took one step towards me and slapped me across the face. Tears welled up in my eyes, so I started to remove my clothes. I sat on the bed and took my pumps of. She put her hand out, so I passed them to her. I slowly undid my skirt and stood up, letting it fall to the floor. I knew I should have worn panties I thought. I handed her my skirt and started to unbutton my blouse. I slipped it off my shoulders and passed it to her, drawing my arms up to cover my naked breasts. That piece of cloth too pointing to my thong. I turned away and slowly pulled my thong down oven my thighs and down my legs. I stepped out of it and passed it to her. I had one arm over my breasts and the other covering my pussy. I turn and she was smelling my thong. Big deep breathes. Put you arms by your sides she shouted. I let my arms fall down. Beautiful she exclaimed. I started to blush. Are you a virgin she asked? What the fucks that got to do with you I replied in a strong tone. She stepped forward and I coward down with my hand up to shield my face. Yes, yes I am I said. Excellent she replied, I will get lots of money for you. What I thought, is she talking about. She turned and walked out. The door closed behind her and the key turned again. I looked down at my naked body. Not bad I thought, nobody can afford you girl your perfection. My breasts are a size 34C of which I am very proud. I felt my pussy, nice and smooth because I wax it every week. Nice shapely legs and a flat tummy. I touched my butt cheeks with both hands, firm and pert I thought. Nobody can afford this bitch I said out loud. I sat on the chair again, now naked it was even harder, so I moved to the bed. Yuk, the smell was terrible, like someone had been sick on it. I pulled back the woollen blanket and the mattress was strained. I looked closer, it looked like blood or even gods forbid shit. My stomach started to turn. I sat on the bottom of the bed. It must be a misunderstanding I thought. They will let us go soon and then I can soak up the sun. I may even go topless, I have the body for it. I was sat there for ages thinking about if I should pull my bikini bottoms down so I get a nice tan on my butt and hips or take them off all together, it was a private beach. My mother and father had seen me naked before and even James had when I walked out of the bathroom starkers. My eyes were getting tired and I felt sleepy. I pushed the blanket over the stained mattress and lay down. Soon I drifted off into a troubled sleep.
I was woken by the sound of the key turning in the door. I sat up quickly. An old man entered carrying a tin plate and a piece of bread. I lent forward to hide my naked body. He just looked at me and handed me the plate. Food he said, then turned and went back out of the door closed and was locked. I was alone again. Had he seen my body, the pervert.. I looked down at the plate. There was some kind of grey liquid in it and a small piece of stale bread. A dirty spoon was provided. I’d stack the fucking kitchen staff I said to myself. They can’t even wash a spoon. It looked like dish water and tasted even worse. It was vile, and the bread was so hard I couldn’t chew it. I struggled to force it down, might be my last meal, if you can call it that, for some time. I tasted like what I imagine pee tasted like, not that I have. I placed the empty plate on the chair and lay down again. The door opened again and Fatima came in. You enjoy she asked? Wonderful I replied. Could have done with a bit more seasoning and a nice glass of Chardonnay wouldn’t go amiss. She picked up the plate and spoon and started to leave. What was it I asked? I wish I hadn’t. Boiled sheep’s brains and goat’s ball’s and bladder she replied. I felt a big lump in my throat and ran over to the toilet. I threw up so hard my nose started to bleed. That was fuck horrible I said to myself. It’s a local dish she said with a cackle and went out. The dirty fuckers I said out load. I lay back down, my stomach still churning. I drifted off again and woke up after I don’t know how long. I was freezing. The temperature had plummeted. It does in the desert I thought. Oh no I will have to get in the shitty smelly bed to keep warm. I pulled the blanket back and tried to look for an unsoiled bit of mattress, there wasn’t any. I put my head on my arm and curled up so I was on the least amount of stains.
I woke up again to sounds of voices outside the door. They were speaking in a foreign language so I couldn’t understand. The door open and Fatima and the huge guy that carried me off the plane came in. Where’s my mum and dad and my brother I said. The guy said there fine nothing to worry you pretty head over. Can I see them? Later he replied. Are you still a virgin Fatima asked? Well I was last night I said. She slapped me cross the face with the back of her hand. I will ask again, are you still a virgin? Yes I said rubbing my cheek. They said some gobble de gook and the guy said lie down on the bed with your legs over the bottom edge. I did as I was told. He stood between my legs and undid his trousers. He let them fall and a huge cock was revealed. God it was bigger that my arm and the knob was massive. He started playing with it making it go hard. Jesus he could do some damage with that I thought. Then he grabbed my legs and lifted them. NO I screamed I have had, no please I will do anything. Fatima said Yosef here show her how a woman can take it. She lifted her left leg onto the chair and pulled her skirt up exposing a huge pussy with big swollen lips and a long clitoris. She just a small tuft of hair above her slit. Yosef went round the bed and thrust his giant cock in her pussy with ease. It must have been 14” long and she took it all. She was smiling at me as he fucked her. What a sick cow I thought. I bet she has all the men around here if not the whole desert. Fatima the fuck bitch I said out load. Yosef stopped and pulled his cock out. I was all covered in her slime. Tour not fucking putting that in me now, I shouted. He turned round and thrust it between my lips. My jaw was force so far open I thought it might lock like that. He was forcing his cock further into my mouth and I couldn’t breathe. I started to panic and hit his leg with my fist. I could hear Fatima laughing and though I don’t want to die like this. Yosef pulled his huge weapon out of my mouth and wiped it on my lips. It tasted vile. Was it him or Fatima that taste? He moved back to the bottom of the bed and grabbed my legs again. He lifted and spread them so he could get in between. Fatima said. Yosef, its time to deflower our English Rose. I looked at her and said my name is Daisy not Rose you stupid slut. I looked at Yosef and said, I know you will make this as painless as possible. Do it hard and quick and if I die please tell my parents I wanted you to make me woman and that I enjoyed it. I will Daisy my love.
He put his huge tool against my virgin opening and thrust forward. Fuck WOW OMG, all the air shot from my lungs,I felt a little resistance then a searing pain deep in my cunt. He rammed it in me and tears streamed down my cheeks. I was taking short sharp breaths like a runner gasping for air. I could feel his balls slapping on my ass. Fatima put her hand to her dirty cunt and wiped her fingers in it. She then wiped her slime on my mouth. You sick bitch I tried to say but nothing would come out.
I felt Yosef stiffen then he started to empty his seed into my burning ruined pussy.
He finished and withdrew his monster cock, and stood back. I could see blood from my broken pussy on his cock. Fatima went to him and kissed him. Then she lent down and started to lick my defiled pussy. You fucking sick you are I screamed. I tried to get up but I hurt so bad. Yosef came up to my face and kissed me gently on my lips. I spit in his face. He lent further down and whispered I am deeply sorry. Yeah fucking right I said. Daisy please listen, I am not who you think I am. I had to go along with them to gain their trust. I tried to put that off but I was ordered to do it. My head was spinning. He has just taken my cherry and now he’s fucking sorry. He kissed me on my cheek, and mouthed I am so sorry and the crossed his heart.
Fatima was still feasting on my pussy. Hey bitch when you've finished I need a piss. Go ahead I love the taste of fresh young piss. Is she for fucking real I shouted and let a stream of hot piss squirt into her mouth. She planted her lips over it so she drinks it all. I looked up at Yosef. He shrugged his shoulders and did the loopy sign at the side of his head. I smiled and he smiled back showing perfect teeth. When I had finished pissing, Fatima licked the last few drops off, and then I farted, later Daisy in am not hungry yet she said. What fucking planet is she fucking on I shouted. Yosef just hung his head.
More to follow………
I once caught her and Tony a gardener at school at it on my bed. Tony is a big black guy with a cock to match. He was balls deep in her pussy when I walked in. He stopped in mid stroke and said Hi Daisy then continued his shafting of Sally. Sally had her head buried in my pillow moaning and groaning with each stroke. I sat on a chair right behind them and watched Tony’s balls slap against Sally’s clitoris. I could see Tony’s tight shit hole all wrinkled up. He came in her pussy grunting as he did. Pure animal passion I thought. He withdrew his huge cock and walked over to me, cum and pussy juice dripping from it. He stood in front of me, his cock three inches from my face. Daisy baby he said, you won’t tell any one about this will you? No, it’s nothing to do with me. I could smell their sex fluids on his cock. I was getting moist between my legs. He pulled his shorts on, then his T shirt. A little damp patch had formed on the front of his shorts where his cock head was. Tony bent down and kissed my head, Thanks babe he whispered and left the room. Sally was still on her knees sobbing into my pillow, Tony’s man juice running out of her pussy and dripping on my bed.
A few days later it was the end of the school year. A limousine came to collect me and take me to a private airfield where my parents and brother were waiting. After the greetings, we climbed onboard and swiftly took off for somewhere in the Sudanese desert.
After the seatbelt light went off, my father removed his jacket and tie, then ordered drinks. My mother was sat travelling backwards, dressed in a black designer dress. She had a very pale complexion like white marble with red lip stick and black eye shadow and liner. James wore a sweat shirt and short, with trainers. Why wear a sweat shirt in the desert I thought. I had a white buttoned up blouse short white shirt and white pumps. My underwear was a white thong no bra because I hate sweaty boobs. I read a couple of magazines then dozed off.
About 90 minutes before we were to land, the captain announced that due to a technical problem we would be landing for a short while at some remote airfield. We touched down and taxied to a run down shack just off the runway.
Suddenly all hell broke loose. Gunfire and explosions could be heard and the door open. Two men carrying gun got on board and went to my father. James stood up but was punched so hard he fell over. They hit daddy and dragged him off the plane. I was hugging my mother, my face buried in her small breasts. She just sat there motionless, patting the back of my head like I was a baby. Two more men came on board and dragged James off the plane. I looked at my mothers face again and it was blank as if she knew something. A very big man came next. He was huge and had to stoop to walk along to where we were. Do as I say, then everything will be fine, in a booming voice. He spoke English quite well with a slight accent. He had a bushy long beard and very dark eyes that went through you. He grabbed my arm and I held on to my mother. He tugged me and I let go. He picked me up around my waist with one arm and motioned for my mother to stand. She walked passed him and off the plane while he carried me off. All my ass and thong was showing as we went down the steps. I felt the heat. It hit me, so dry. I can walk you bully, I do have legs I screamed. The bastard dropped me onto the sand. Uhh, that knocked all the air out of my lungs. He grabbed my arm again and lifted me in one go onto my feet. Thank you, I said brushing sand off my bare legs. I followed him inside and was led into a small room. The door slammed behind me and I heard a key turn to lock it. Hey what the…. I heard someone laugh and then footsteps going away.
I looked around; there was a single bed with grubby sheets on it, a chair and a tin toilet, without a seat. At least I cane have a pee I thought. I sat on the chair, it was rickety and hard. There was a large strip light on the ceiling that was very bright and cast a shadow under the bed.
After what seemed hours the door opened and a woman wearing a dirty grey shirt and an even dirtier fawn coloured skirt entered. She had a scarf around her head. She was ugly, broken teeth and a face full of lines. My name is Fatima and I will be looking after you for the duration of your stay. Now strip she shouted. I beg your pardon I said in amazement. Remove all your clothing now, don’t make me angry. Why should I, I answered. Little girl failure to act on my request will result in you getting punished. By whom I said like it was a game. She took one step towards me and slapped me across the face. Tears welled up in my eyes, so I started to remove my clothes. I sat on the bed and took my pumps of. She put her hand out, so I passed them to her. I slowly undid my skirt and stood up, letting it fall to the floor. I knew I should have worn panties I thought. I handed her my skirt and started to unbutton my blouse. I slipped it off my shoulders and passed it to her, drawing my arms up to cover my naked breasts. That piece of cloth too pointing to my thong. I turned away and slowly pulled my thong down oven my thighs and down my legs. I stepped out of it and passed it to her. I had one arm over my breasts and the other covering my pussy. I turn and she was smelling my thong. Big deep breathes. Put you arms by your sides she shouted. I let my arms fall down. Beautiful she exclaimed. I started to blush. Are you a virgin she asked? What the fucks that got to do with you I replied in a strong tone. She stepped forward and I coward down with my hand up to shield my face. Yes, yes I am I said. Excellent she replied, I will get lots of money for you. What I thought, is she talking about. She turned and walked out. The door closed behind her and the key turned again. I looked down at my naked body. Not bad I thought, nobody can afford you girl your perfection. My breasts are a size 34C of which I am very proud. I felt my pussy, nice and smooth because I wax it every week. Nice shapely legs and a flat tummy. I touched my butt cheeks with both hands, firm and pert I thought. Nobody can afford this bitch I said out loud. I sat on the chair again, now naked it was even harder, so I moved to the bed. Yuk, the smell was terrible, like someone had been sick on it. I pulled back the woollen blanket and the mattress was strained. I looked closer, it looked like blood or even gods forbid shit. My stomach started to turn. I sat on the bottom of the bed. It must be a misunderstanding I thought. They will let us go soon and then I can soak up the sun. I may even go topless, I have the body for it. I was sat there for ages thinking about if I should pull my bikini bottoms down so I get a nice tan on my butt and hips or take them off all together, it was a private beach. My mother and father had seen me naked before and even James had when I walked out of the bathroom starkers. My eyes were getting tired and I felt sleepy. I pushed the blanket over the stained mattress and lay down. Soon I drifted off into a troubled sleep.
I was woken by the sound of the key turning in the door. I sat up quickly. An old man entered carrying a tin plate and a piece of bread. I lent forward to hide my naked body. He just looked at me and handed me the plate. Food he said, then turned and went back out of the door closed and was locked. I was alone again. Had he seen my body, the pervert.. I looked down at the plate. There was some kind of grey liquid in it and a small piece of stale bread. A dirty spoon was provided. I’d stack the fucking kitchen staff I said to myself. They can’t even wash a spoon. It looked like dish water and tasted even worse. It was vile, and the bread was so hard I couldn’t chew it. I struggled to force it down, might be my last meal, if you can call it that, for some time. I tasted like what I imagine pee tasted like, not that I have. I placed the empty plate on the chair and lay down again. The door opened again and Fatima came in. You enjoy she asked? Wonderful I replied. Could have done with a bit more seasoning and a nice glass of Chardonnay wouldn’t go amiss. She picked up the plate and spoon and started to leave. What was it I asked? I wish I hadn’t. Boiled sheep’s brains and goat’s ball’s and bladder she replied. I felt a big lump in my throat and ran over to the toilet. I threw up so hard my nose started to bleed. That was fuck horrible I said to myself. It’s a local dish she said with a cackle and went out. The dirty fuckers I said out load. I lay back down, my stomach still churning. I drifted off again and woke up after I don’t know how long. I was freezing. The temperature had plummeted. It does in the desert I thought. Oh no I will have to get in the shitty smelly bed to keep warm. I pulled the blanket back and tried to look for an unsoiled bit of mattress, there wasn’t any. I put my head on my arm and curled up so I was on the least amount of stains.
I woke up again to sounds of voices outside the door. They were speaking in a foreign language so I couldn’t understand. The door open and Fatima and the huge guy that carried me off the plane came in. Where’s my mum and dad and my brother I said. The guy said there fine nothing to worry you pretty head over. Can I see them? Later he replied. Are you still a virgin Fatima asked? Well I was last night I said. She slapped me cross the face with the back of her hand. I will ask again, are you still a virgin? Yes I said rubbing my cheek. They said some gobble de gook and the guy said lie down on the bed with your legs over the bottom edge. I did as I was told. He stood between my legs and undid his trousers. He let them fall and a huge cock was revealed. God it was bigger that my arm and the knob was massive. He started playing with it making it go hard. Jesus he could do some damage with that I thought. Then he grabbed my legs and lifted them. NO I screamed I have had, no please I will do anything. Fatima said Yosef here show her how a woman can take it. She lifted her left leg onto the chair and pulled her skirt up exposing a huge pussy with big swollen lips and a long clitoris. She just a small tuft of hair above her slit. Yosef went round the bed and thrust his giant cock in her pussy with ease. It must have been 14” long and she took it all. She was smiling at me as he fucked her. What a sick cow I thought. I bet she has all the men around here if not the whole desert. Fatima the fuck bitch I said out load. Yosef stopped and pulled his cock out. I was all covered in her slime. Tour not fucking putting that in me now, I shouted. He turned round and thrust it between my lips. My jaw was force so far open I thought it might lock like that. He was forcing his cock further into my mouth and I couldn’t breathe. I started to panic and hit his leg with my fist. I could hear Fatima laughing and though I don’t want to die like this. Yosef pulled his huge weapon out of my mouth and wiped it on my lips. It tasted vile. Was it him or Fatima that taste? He moved back to the bottom of the bed and grabbed my legs again. He lifted and spread them so he could get in between. Fatima said. Yosef, its time to deflower our English Rose. I looked at her and said my name is Daisy not Rose you stupid slut. I looked at Yosef and said, I know you will make this as painless as possible. Do it hard and quick and if I die please tell my parents I wanted you to make me woman and that I enjoyed it. I will Daisy my love.
He put his huge tool against my virgin opening and thrust forward. Fuck WOW OMG, all the air shot from my lungs,I felt a little resistance then a searing pain deep in my cunt. He rammed it in me and tears streamed down my cheeks. I was taking short sharp breaths like a runner gasping for air. I could feel his balls slapping on my ass. Fatima put her hand to her dirty cunt and wiped her fingers in it. She then wiped her slime on my mouth. You sick bitch I tried to say but nothing would come out.
I felt Yosef stiffen then he started to empty his seed into my burning ruined pussy.
He finished and withdrew his monster cock, and stood back. I could see blood from my broken pussy on his cock. Fatima went to him and kissed him. Then she lent down and started to lick my defiled pussy. You fucking sick you are I screamed. I tried to get up but I hurt so bad. Yosef came up to my face and kissed me gently on my lips. I spit in his face. He lent further down and whispered I am deeply sorry. Yeah fucking right I said. Daisy please listen, I am not who you think I am. I had to go along with them to gain their trust. I tried to put that off but I was ordered to do it. My head was spinning. He has just taken my cherry and now he’s fucking sorry. He kissed me on my cheek, and mouthed I am so sorry and the crossed his heart.
Fatima was still feasting on my pussy. Hey bitch when you've finished I need a piss. Go ahead I love the taste of fresh young piss. Is she for fucking real I shouted and let a stream of hot piss squirt into her mouth. She planted her lips over it so she drinks it all. I looked up at Yosef. He shrugged his shoulders and did the loopy sign at the side of his head. I smiled and he smiled back showing perfect teeth. When I had finished pissing, Fatima licked the last few drops off, and then I farted, later Daisy in am not hungry yet she said. What fucking planet is she fucking on I shouted. Yosef just hung his head.
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