Don't go wandering from the tour guide Part 2
Jenny loved the bustle of the market, the sights and smells of being in a foreign country, and now she had managed to evade the tour guide with her best friend Alice they could start enjoying the real culture of a foreign city, with all the mystical charms and a desire for adventure. Her petite frame made it easy to slip through the spaces in the mass of people heading in both directions. She was hungry for some real local cuisine, and followed her nose toward some delicious smell up ahead. When she turned around to ensure Alice was following, she realised her friend was nowhere to be seen.
"Fuck. Alice?! Alice?" Jenny tried to push back through the waves of people but was knocked around, as her just over 5 foot frame suddenly became a major disadvantage.
A group of 5 women in hijab were watching the girl from a side street, their voices a low whisper as they conspired. These women were part of the local Madame's 'Huntress Harem' - women who worked for the local brothel, whose job was to lure, trick and take unsuspecting women into life as a whore, most often against their poor victims will. In exchange they received protection, no man (or woman) dared touch a member of the Huntress Harem, for fear of inciting the wrath of the well connected, powerful Madame. As long as they reached their quota they could enjoy a life of relative freedom, and a Western girl was worth triple in the current market.
"We take her, we can take the rest of the month off" one said in her native tongue.
"We need to make sure she's alone, she looks like she is searching for someone? It's risky" another argued.
"So what? Maybe we get two and have a holiday?" the first woman countered with.
Another of the women chimed up to add her view; "Let us not rush, we talk to her, find out, and if she's as dumb as she looks we grab her. If she has a pretty friend, we come back for her after."
The women all nodded in agreement, and a plan was formed. 2 of the ladies went out to 'help' while the other 3 prepared their 'grabbing' equipment in the shadows of the alley.
Jenny fell to the ground and feared she was about to be trampled when she felt herself being lifted up by delicate hands. "Oh god thank you so much!" she exclaimed as the women ushered her into an alcove on the side street, not far from the others.
"You seem lost girl, where is your husband?" one of the women asked Jenny, her beautiful brown eyes the only part of her Jenny could see.
Despite the predicament, Jenny felt safe enough to let out a laugh at this, she guessed most women here were married off by her age.
"Oh no not married, I'm with my friend Alice, we're on an adventure tour together. Have you seen her? She's blonde like me, little bit taller?" Jenny looked at the two women hopefully.
"No but we can go look, it's not safe on your own, my friends here will look after you" the woman ushered the other 3 over to her. She nodded to them as they arrived and each gave a predatory smile, hidden by the fabric covering their faces.
"I will go look for your friend and bring her here. Don't worry, you are safe now." With that the woman slipped into the throng of people, her hunting instincts activated.
Jenny turned to the group of 4, who approached her slowly. "You are very pretty" said the woman on her right, nearest the main street, reaching out to caress Jenny's exposed forearms with delicate fingers. Jenny turned to her and blushed, stepping backwards, not expecting such a brazen interaction from the woman. She stepped back and straight into the arms of the tallest member of the group, who had been quietly closing the distance between them while Jenny was distracted.
In a flash the woman's arms shot up, and a wet towel was wrapped around Jenny's face, muffling her yelp. Jenny breathed in to scream and her lungs filled with acrid fumes. Almost immediately she slipped out of consciousness, twitching as she felt more arms on her now, as rope was quickly wrapped around her wrists and ankles. Soft fabric was stuffed in her mouth and bound in place, and she let out a muffled grunt as a canvas sack was pulled over her. In seconds it was over, and Jenny was lowered into a wicker basket by the women. One down, and hopefully another to go.
The huntress moved swiftly, her agile body able to slip through the crowds even easier than Jenny, her eyes scanning faces as she went. Up ahead, about 50m away, the woman spotted Alice - who was clearly still looking for her friend. She let herself get excited, she just needed to catch up with her prey and the poor thing could be lead right into their trap.
As she closed the distance she realised the girl was heading to the rug shop. No no no. She knew the owners of that place well. If her target made it there it was a good chance she'd end up on the auction block by nightfall, and the huntress almost felt sorry for her.
The huntress managed to close the gap to 15m when she watched the girl seem to walk so willingly to her own doom. She stopped. She would wait outside, see if luck was on her side and she could grab the girl before anyone else.
From across the street she surveyed the store and the alley that lead to the delivery vans parked out back. After 15 minutes the side door opened, and a man and a woman loaded a slightly lumpy carpet into the back. Poor girl, she was for the auction house then. The harem would have to settle for just the one bounty today. She returned to the alley to give the others the bad news.
Back in the alleyway Jenny let out a groan, her head was heavy, she could barely keep her eyes open, but she knew things were bad. Inside the sack she began to sweat, her clothing beginning to dampen as the humidity grew. After some time the basket began to shake, as she felt herself being moved. She finally succumbed to the drowsy exhaustion and passed out.
The harem loaded their cargo into a car, and the women parted ways, with 3 going with the basket containing their prey, while the other 2 decided to head to the auction house to find out the fate of their elusive other victim.
Many hours later Jenny began to wake, her body drenched in sweat, her head groggy. Her knees were sore and her fingers tingled slightly. She opened her eyes and tried to scream, but a strip of cloth restricted her cries. She was in a small metal cage, her wrists and thighs bound to the metal. The dusty room was small, the only furniture was a dirty mattress in the corner. There were no windows, and the door looked heavy and metallic. There was also a small hole in the corner, the smell from that direction giving Jenny an idea of its purpose. A security camera in the corner of the room had a red light blinking, and Jenny scowled at it as she tugged helplessly at her restraints. Her anger gave way to fear as the true weight of her predicament began to hit her. She sobbed softly as she awaited her fate.
Hours seemed to pass, when suddenly the door swung open and 6 women walked in. She recognised, mostly by their outfits, the 5 women from the market who had taken her. The other woman was dressed in a billowing black dress, and towering black leather boots with a high heel. She was older, maybe in her early 50s, her raven black hair in a short bob, crimson red lipstick and dark eye shadow completing her look. She had a commanding presence, and was clearly in charge.
"Good I see you're awake" the woman said walking over to the cage as the other women stood back, eyeing Jenny hungrily. Jenny growled, her face becoming an image of pure rage, her mouth frothing as she let out a burst of insults at the woman.
The woman just laughed. "Feisty little pig huh? Maybe you should take a break from drooling over yourself and listen to what I have to say, because I will only explain this once."
"Maybe you should go fuck yourself" Jenny tried to say, but the muffled insult just lead to another droplet of saliva to drool down her chin. The woman waited for Jenny to stop babbling before she continued.
"All done? Good. Now, let me tell you a little about myself and the establishment you've found yourself in. You will call me Madame, and what I say goes. That's about all you need to know about me. This room is your new home in my brothel. As your new employer I provide free bed and board to you... well free cage and board really, but you get the idea. In return as my new employee you'll be serving my esteemed guests in any way they see fit.
Jenny began hyper ventilating. This had to be a nightmare. Fresh tears rolled down her cheek as the woman stepped up to the cage, reaching in to wipe them away on her fingers. Then the woman brought the tear dampened fingers to her lips and made a dramatic scene of sucking them.
"mmmm your fear tastes delicious girlie, but I haven't even told you the half of it 'Jenny'. From now on you don't have a name, you are just fuck meat. A cum dump. Your holes are not yours, they are mine, and I plan to earn a good amount from you. And the best bit? You're going to crawl to me begging to be used. Until you do, my good ladies here will be looking after you. I look forward to hearing you beg for my employment soon."
The woman left and Jenny watched as the 5 women closed in on the cage.
"Why hello again little whore, hope you slept well. You heard your new Madame, it's time for us to get you know a little better, don't you think?"
Jenny shook her head. That hag who called herself for Madame seemed evil but there was something sinister about the 5 women walking over to her now. The way they seemed to be circling her like wolves was enough to make her feel sick. The lid of the cage was unlocked and the women set about unbinding her.
3 of the Huntress Harem had no issue pulling the weaker girl from the cage and tossed her to the hard, ceramic floor. They quickly rebound her wrists behind her back as Jenny kicked and screamed. One of the women left the room as the woman who appeared to be the leader of the 5 took Jenny over her knee. She peeled the girls panties down and begin delivering firm slaps to the girls buttocks as she tried uselessly to wriggle free.
"Oh what's a matter piglet? Never been spanked before?" the group laughed as the woman brought her hand down again and again, Jenny's ass beginning to glow red immediately. "Save your tears, this is just the warm up."
Just then the 5th member returned with a trolley, loaded to the brim with all kinds of torturous toys; whips, floggers, clamps, canes and more, then began handing items out to the others.
"Well little pig, are you ready for your training?"
Jenny shook her head. She was twitching and flinching on the lap of the woman, as the others began positioning themselves around her.
"Oh well, just a little taste, then I can tell you how to avoid more of it. Now, my hand is getting sore spanking you, where's the paddle?"
She was handed a thick leather paddle and grinned as Jenny looked at her, eyes wide with fear. She brought it down mercilessly on the slave girl's bottom and felt her pussy soak as Jenny's muffled screams filled the room.
For the next 2 hours the women took it in turns finding fresh ways to inflict pain on the poor girl. They strung her up in various positions, dangled her from the ceiling by eyelets installed for that very purpose, and stripped her naked. At first Jenny tried lashing out, she tried fighting back, she tried screaming and pleading, but it just seemed to spur the women on more. Finally her body went limp, her willpower gave way as exhaustion set in. She merely grunted as fresh blows caused new stripes to appear on her pale skin.
Hanging from the ceiling by her wrists, Jenny's breathing slowed. She whimpered now as the leader walked up to her, flinching as the woman gently caressed the marked flesh along Jenny's body.
"There there, good girl. You did well. Now you earn a choice, do you want another hour of that?" Jenny shook her head rapidly, no way could she endure more of that. The woman continued "orrr do you want an hour of something more... pleasurable?" The woman's fingers slipped down Jenny's spine, over her sphincter, then cupped the girl's pussy as she licked the girl's earlobe. Jenny shuddered. A whole new fear. These women were sadistic, psychopathic even.
"I'll give you a moment to decide while our friend here fetches your present."
Jenny gulped. Could she do this? Could she let these women use her sexually? The pain was unbearable but the humiliation was almost enough to try and take another hour. But deep down she knew, she'd be submitting to their sexual desires either way, it was only a matter of time.
While the women waited for their friend to return they took it in turns to pour various scented oils on Jenny's skin, soothing her wounds, numbing the pain a little as it covered her in a sheen that shimmered in the light.
The women looked up as their co-sadist returned, carrying a big bucket of burning hot coals, with some sort of metal poker sticking out from it.
"Ahh, the moment of truth. Here's the deal my little piglet. I'm going to remove your gag. I want to hear you beg to be branded with Madame's mark. Beg and show me you really mean it, that you crave becoming a permanent toy in Madame's house. If you do, we'll see about giving you some more fun training tonight. Much less pain involved."
Jenny couldn't believe what she was hearing. They wanted to brand her? And not only that they wanted to hear Jenny beg for it. This twisted bitch wanted to break her. Jenny let out another soft whimper.
"When I take this gag off, if I hear anything other than a convincing begging for Madame's logo on that pretty ass of yours, we're going to have a problem. Understand?"
Jenny just trembled in the grip of the woman, as the gag was pulled away. For a moment the room was silent apart from Jenny's heavy breathing. A pregnant pause as she weighed up her options. Her whole body stung. Her limbs shook from the pain.
"Fuck. you. all. fuck all of you. Fuck y-" Jenny managed to spit out, it felt cathartic to finally get to actually tell these people how she felt. She struggled anew as the gag was stuffed back in her mouth, and then she felt blistering pain as a cane swished through the air and landed on her exposed breasts. Jenny saw stars. The bucket of coals were hauled off again, no doubt to be reheated for later.
"Such a shame, let's see if you're so feisty in an hour."
Jenny's little outburst of defiance cost her dearly. Of course, the women administering it had expected it. They were suspicious of any girl who didn't at least try to fight their fate. This was all part of a process that could take days or even weeks, but the success rate was 100%.
The next time Jenny's gag was removed she wasn't so brave, and the women smiled at her meek attempt at begging.
"Please, no more, please you don't have to mark me, I will be good." She sobbed and tried to find compassion among her captors.
"Is that the best you can do? Really? Sounds like we need to go over your lessons again." The woman reached forward to refit the gag.
"No.. okay okay, please brand me. Mark me as Madame's property. Enslave me. I'll be good I promise."
Th women all grinned as several hands began stroking her, playfully and sensually.
"There that wasn't so hard was it?" the leader said, her hands freely roaming over Jenny's trembling figure. Jenny just shook her head, her eyes wide with fear. "Now I'm going to put your gag back in, the next part's going to sting a little OK? Be a brave girl and I'll make sure you get a good night's sleep."
Jenny was bent over and she bit down on the gag as she heard the sizzle as the red hot poker was primed. Then it was on her left cheek, she screamed as her flesh was seared with a strange symbol, the mark of her new owner. Jenny felt her world spin from the pain, and was grateful when the gentle caress of the leader wrapped a wet towel around her midsection as she cried in the woman's arms. The woman mothered her, telling Jenny it was all over now, before pressing a chemical drenched cloth to Jenny's face. The girl embraced unconsciousness.
Jenny was awoken the next morning by a bucket of cold water splashed on her face. She was back in the cage, but not for long, as 3 of the Huntress Harem walked over and helped her out. Jenny noticed a trolley in the middle of the room again and began to panic, until the leader reassured her they would only hurt her if she disobeyed. Jenny realised resistance was truly futile in the company of these women. Jenny was scrubbed with salt water, which stung like crazy but would help her wounds. Her bottom was still hot too touch and the women took some care as they inspected her.
"It will be painful for a few days, but will soon scar over, then you won't even know it's there." Jenny hated how responsive she was becoming to these kinder moments, how she almost said thank you.
Once washed and having lead her to the hole to empty her bladder, the 3 women began preparing Jenny for the day ahead.
"Today you get to learn an important lesson. How to please your superiors." the woman stood before Jenny, and had the girl kneel, bend over, arms behind her back and face to the floor.
"You can start by kissing my foot."
So Jenny did. The women always had some form of incentive in their hands. A switch, or a flogger, or a riding crop. Jenny learned to worship the women, her soft tongue licking their dirty heels, her lips sucking on toes for the first time. Any reluctance was met with a quick reminder of the pain these women could unleash, and Jenny found obeying much much easier.
By the end of her first week in captivity Jenny was accepting her new place in the world. She no longer had to sleep with a gag in (although the bed was always off limits, she was informed it was for the comfort of her patrons not for her to sleep in), and a thin metal band was sealed around her neck, a permanent collar.
The Huntress Harem spent the next days training Jenny's tongue in the art of pleasing a woman, and took it in turns feeling it pleasure them. Jenny rimmed her first ass ever, then her second... and soon she was an expect at serving women.
Next the women moved on to cock training. An array of devices were used to train her. 3 of them would wear thich strap on cocks and fill her, as Jenny learned to deepthroat like a true whore. She would eagerly wrap her lips around the cock that had just moments before filled her tight little ass, moaning as she took it to the hilt.
The women were delighted with the progress, and it wasn't long before the harem were satisfied Jenny was ready. No longer showing the wounds of her first resistance, her body was oiled up and ready for use. A chain was attached to her collar, and she was lead out of her room/cell for the first time since arriving. Crawling she was lead up stairs, and soon found herself kneeling before a lavish set of double doors.
A scantily dressed woman adorning her own collar opened the doors and let the group inside, where Jenny was greeted to the view of a large bedroom space, filled with expensive looking linen sheets, cushions and lavish furniture. This was clearly the Madame's personal residence, where multiple slave women appeared to be in the middle of tasks, either serving the Madame directly or attending to part of the room or another guest.
The leader of the Huntress Harem gripped Jenny's collar tight and lead her in.
"Madame, I present to you your new employee. Trained and ready."
The older woman got up from her large bed, her dark red negligee barely holding in her beautiful breasts. She walked over to Jenny until she stood inches away.
"Oh yes? We shall see about that. Tell me pet, what's your name?"
Jenny bowed her head, pushed her chest out and wrapped her arms around each other behind her back, her naked legs spread wide. Presenting herself as property.
"Slut doesn't have a name, it is a pig for you to use and discard as you wish. It is whatever your guests wish to call it as they use it for service. It is your property, that is all Madame."
The woman grinned devilishly at hearing Jenny recite the words like it was a mantra. She took the leash from her head Huntress and yanked the girl toward her bed.
"Come then pig, show Madame what you're good for, beg to be my fuck doll... or I am sure the Huntress here will find a use for you as a whipping post."
Jenny took the hint and begged to be used by her owner like her life depended on it, she offered herself unconditionally to the evil woman, and the Huntress Harem women all smiled. Mission complete, and likely a good bonus for their trouble.
"Well ladies, you may leave us to it, unless one of you wishes to be next between my thighs?"
The harem bowed and left Madame to her new plaything, as she yelled after them "and find me this little slut's friend, I do think it would be rather fun to reunite them some time soon."
The door closed and the head of the harem smiled. She had already made progress in tracking down the other Western slut.
Some weeks later Jenny was in the middle of a busy afternoon at the brothel. A couple were currently making use of her, the husband burying his cock in her greedy pussy while the wife lowered herself onto the slave girl's face, enjoying the expert tongue as they both told her what they thought of her.
Jenny had no idea what they were saying to each other, but they seemed please with her talents, and she felt her own orgasm begin to build. She wasn't allowed to cum but at least the edging gave her some pleasure, as frustrating as it was.
After the session she was washing herself over the bucket when the head of the Huntress Harem came to fetch her. Confused, but obedient, she allowed her leash to be attached and crawled out, until she was once again brought before the doors of her Madame. She had not been here since that fateful day at the end of her training, and she wondered what the reasoning could be. Before she could guess a blindfold was wrapped around her face, obscuring her vision completely. Jenny began to wonder what was in store.
The doors swung open after a moment and the Madame stood before them both, a crocodile's grin across her face.
"Ahh here it is, the piglet herself. Earning me some good money today?" The woman quickly walked over to survey her whore.
"Yes Madame, thank you Madame" said Jenny, a little uneasily.
"Well, I have a little surprise for you, a visitor." The Madame took Jenny's leash and pulled her into the room. The Harem Huntress followed, looking forward to watching the spectacle.
A woman sat in a seating area overlooking the windows at the rear of the room, kneeling on the floor in front was a blonde western girl, around Jenny's age, a pink collar around her neck the only clothing she wore. Her vacant expression made all the more delicious to the Madame by the way her tongue dangled from her mouth lazily, a steady dripping of drool landing on the girl's breasts.
"OK my little whore, here's your present, a familiar face to play with for a bit." the Madame giggled as she tugged away the blindfold.
Jenny adjusted focus as the scene before her was unveiled. First she looked at the woman on the couch, but didn't recognise her, then her view fell to the fellow slave girl kneeling there... and oh my god she thought.
"Alice?! Alice it's you... are you ok?" Alice seemed to ignore her, her face still a vacant dumb expression of joy, like a lost puppy. The woman sitting beside her was next to speak, as Jenny crawled toward her best friend.
"No Alice now, just bitch" said the woman, who was eyeing up Jenny now, no doubt wanting a piece of the girl herself. The woman turned to Alice, who was still kneeling staring off into space. "Bitch, show this whore what good tongue you have, clean her stinky holes."
Jenny watched as Alice's glassy eyes seemed to transfix on her as she coldly replied "Yes Mistress" before crawling toward Jenny.
"Alice, what the fuck, it's me? Jenny, don't you remember? What have you done to her?!" Jenny began to back away from her friend, who closed the distance between them. Before Jenny could think of disobeying the Huntress Harem girls were upon her, and gripping one limb each they easily spread her on the floor of the Madame's room while the Madame cupped her hand over Jenny's mouth and whispered in the girl's ear.
"Be good now little whore, I'm rewarding you and you shall be grateful. This will be the last orgasm you get for a while."
Jenny twitched as the 5 women held her down, all she could do is watch as her best friend sensually crawled across the room, until that eager tongue was drooling over Jenny's exposed pussy. She whimpered as Alice lowered herself, and began to lick expertly, tonguing Jenny's pussy while her glazed eyes looked up at Jenny without any hint of recognition.
Deep in the back of Alice's mind, the part cut off from control, the only part of Alice left that was a real person with real thoughts, a voice was desperately trying to yell out, to break the spell, to tell Jenny to run. Alice felt her tongue glide into her friend's sex, tasted the mixture of semen and pussy juice from her freshly fucked cunny, felt her own pussy moisten as the puppet body she was a passenger in began to expertly service Jenny.
As Jenny mewled, giving in to a reluctant orgasm, the Madame stood up and turned to the woman who now owned Alice.
"How did you do this to her? Some form of torture?"
The woman stood up from the cushioned seating, patting the briefcase next to her. "No no, it much better, much quicker. I show you?"
The Madame grinned, excited to learn what was in the case. "Certainly!" She turned to the head huntress "you will help the lady demonstrate" she ordered in her native tongue.
The head huntress had a face filled with panic. She didn't like whatever magic had done this, and didn't want to end up like that girl, even temporarily.
"Madame, surely there's more deserv-" she was cut off by the Madame who simply pressed a finger to the girl's lips.
"Shh now girlie, be brave." As the Madame spoke this the head huntress was too late to notice the other 4 members of the Huntress Harem behind her, grabbing her arms and legs, but she knew better than to scream.
"You did well bringing me one whore, but you failed to get both, and look what got away from you. The pair would have been perfect. Is it not only fair you offer yourself as replacement?"
"Madame" was all the woman managed but she was lost for words. The other woman was upon her now, her briefcase had been opened and two silver phallic objects with cables were pulled out. She was stripped naked and suddenly felt incredibly vulnerable and weak.
"Hold her still, this part can be... delicate" said the woman, as they all now spoke in their countries own language.
The leader of the Huntress Harem tried pleading her case but it was futile as the silver band was lowered onto her head and adjusted tightly to her forehead, after the silver objects had been inserted in her pussy and ass. It all happened so quickly, and she could only watch as this stranger leaned over her and twisted a dial located on the band, filling her with a pleasurable hum.
Jenny looked on, still in a daze from her orgasm, watching the scene of betrayal unfold as the Head Huntress jolted in pleasure, each time going a little more glassy eyed.
Just a few minutes later the head huntress was released by the women, and she fell on her back, panting.
The Madame bent over and spoke to her.
"All done I think little cunt. Say thank you to our new friend."
The woman who had brought Alice smiled as she returned the items to the briefcase.
"Thank you Mistress" said the docile fuck toy that used to lead the harem girls. Her fellow huntress all giggled. Jenny realised this must have been the fate of Alice too. She looked over at her friend, who was kneeling before her still, eyes forward, her chin dripping with Jenny's juices.
"No, thank her with your tongue." barked the Madame and watched as the woman excitedly returned to her seat and spread her legs, watching the freshly brainwashed girl crawl in between them.
"She will make a good slave" said the woman, leaning back and pulling her panties aside to enjoy the harem leader's mouth.
The Madame watched before asking if she may borrow Alice for similar use. The Madame turned to the 4 remaining of the Huntress Harem. "Take her back to her cell," gesturing at Jenny, "you may share her and use her as you wish for the evening. Enjoy her."
Jenny watched, the last she saw of her friend was Alice's bottom swaying as she moved between the Madame's thighs and began servicing the old bitch.
They should never have gone wandering from the tour guide.
Read Part 1: Alice's Fate
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