Rijn fucked her fist down into the cuntcrack in a raging fury. Her fist pumped in and out like a toilet plunger as the girl's juices spurted and bubbled around her churning hand. Her hand and wrist were soaking in oily sperm and girl juices as she continued to punch deep into Amy's belly.
Rijn tore her arm upward, actually pulling the girl right off the floor, her cunt locked around the fist holding her in the air for a second before the fist started to pull free. The pressure of the fist shoving her cuntlips further open sent the twitching girl into an even higher state of orgasmic fever, and her mind exploded with furious electric bursts of intense pleasure.
Rijn's fist finally pulled free, dropping the blonde back to the floor where she sprawled twitching for several seconds before relaxing and starting to gasp for breath. "From now on, the only thing that goes up your slutty little hole is my hand and my penis!" Rijn glared down at the girl.
She reached down and grabbed a fist full of golden blonde hair. "Do you understand Amy!?" she hissed. "Yes Mistress." Amy gasped.
"If I ever catch you near a man's penis again I will have a camel fuck you!!" Amy nodded frantically.
"Did you suckle their cocks!?" Rijn demanded. Amy shook her head.
"Lucky for you. Now go into the bathroom and wash that filthy cock juice out of your holes." Amy sighed and got shakily to her feet, staggering to the bathroom. When she came out, Rijn was lying naked on the chesterfield. She waved Amy over and pointed between her legs. Amy knelt on the rug and began to lick the woman off.
Rijn pulled the teen's hands around behind her and cuffed them in place, then sat back in comfort, spreading and lifting her legs. She put her feet down on Amy's back, and pushed her hairy twat forward.
Amy obediently opened her mouth and began licking away at the Arab woman's pussy lips. She slid her tongue up and down on either side of the hairy cunt mouth, then darted it inside.
Rijn purred contentedly as the blonde girl began slurping and sucking at her cunt hole. Amy licked her tongue against Rijn's clitty, bringing a soft sigh from the woman.
In minutes Rijn was cumming, her cunt pushing forward, humping against the blonde's face as her hands gripped her hair tightly between them, holding her in place. "Lick it! Lick it you little sluuuuuttttt!!" she groaned.
Amy rasped her tongue quickly up and down over Rijn's cunt as the woman came against her, she darted her tongue deep into Rijn's cunt tube, digging out gobs of girl juices that she gulped down with pleasure.
When her groans subsided, Rijn pulled the girl up so she sat on her lap and petted her hair gently. Her hands stroked up and down over the Amy's soft, silky skin, caressing her stomach, and stroking her firm breast tissue. She slid her hand down between the girl's legs and palmed her soft meaty pubic mound, squeezing gently.
"Are you going to be a good girl from now on Amy?" she cooed.
"Yes Mistress." the girl responded.
"We don not want any more of those nasty cocks sliding in and out of you now do we?"
"No Mistress."
EIGHT
It was several weeks after the American's had come that her life was to be changed yet again. The Prince was out of the country on some errand or other. Amy was asleep in her bed. A man, one of the Prince's flunkies, came in and ordered her to follow him.
They walked down the quiet hallway and through a pair of doors into a section of the palace she had never seen before. They continued walking, coming to a door to the outside. Amy blinked in surprise. She was never allowed outside!
He brought her through, and Amy looked up at the night stars briefly before she was pushed into the back of a jeep. There were two men there already. One was in back, and another driving. The door closed and they drove off into the night.
Amy looked at the man beside her questioningly. He glared at her and she decided to keep her mouth shut. They drove through the night before coming to what looked like another palace. She was taken inside and down a long flight of stairs to a small cold room.
There were two men waiting there. One was wearing flowing robes, she had come to identify as belonging to the men in charge. They other wore a three piece western style suit. Neither looked happy.
The man in the suit eyed her with distaste. "We wish to know what was said in the meeting with the Prince and the Americans several weeks ago." he said. Amy looked at him uncertainly. "This is Sheik Muhammad Moahatmaaan, the true ruler of the blessed people." he informed her. "You will tell him what was said in the meeting between the Prince and the evil American demons!" "I don't remember." she protested.
The man cursed and said something to the Sheik in Arabic.
"You had best remember girl, if you wish to live." "But I don't!" she cried. "All I remember is masturbating, and one of them fucking me!"
He looked at her in disgust and spoke to the Sheik again.
"We will see if we can jar your memory loose woman!" he said. The Sheik has ordered that you be given to his men until you tell us what happened during the meeting!" Amy looked at him in consternation.
"If you do not have something worth telling us, you will be given to his guards and used repeatedly and continuously until you have satisfied each and every one of them."
He leaned forward to smile at the exhausted girl. "The sheik has one thousand guards here in his palace, so I suggest you tell us now, while you still can."
A few minutes later she was half dragged up the stairs. She was taken into a large dirty room with triple bunks in long rows down the sides and middle. There was a wide table in a cleared space at the centre of the room and the man pushed her backwards across it, fastening her arms together above her head, and leaving her there.
About an hour later a group of men rushed into the room and over to her. They yelled and laughed to each other in arabic as they gathered around the table, eyeing the naked girl.
Several began stroking and fondling her body, and one then stepped to the edge of the table and pulled out his dirty cock. It was already fully erect as his hands clawed Amy's legs apart and pushed it up against her cuntslit.
He thrust his cock into her crotch hole, burying himself in her hot sucking depths. More and more men gathered around to watch as he fucked Amy with rapid strokes for several long minutes.
The other men gathered within reach, continued to fondle and squeeze the girl's flesh as they jabbered and babbled excitedly.
She felt hands all over her body, fingers running through her hair, squeezing her breasts, her nipples, hands sliding across her belly and hips. And all the while the soldier continued to fuck her tight little cunthole.
He grunted and spurted his juice into her depths. He stepped aside, and was immediately replaced by another man, who slammed his erection into her lovehole, and began pumping back and forth.
When he came a few minutes later, a third man took his place, then a fourth, then a fifth. Amy lost count. Her mind was reeling from the continuous raping, her trained, sex reaction began to rise within her in response.
Her belly began to bum with desire and her chest heaved with suppressed excitement. Her breasts were swollen and tender from their constant fondling, and her cunt pit began to gush with liquid passion. She climaxed, then settled down a little. The passion built again, and she came a second time.
Still they fucked her, Five, ten, fifteen, twenty, thirty. Amy came and came and came, completely out of control. Her body's impulses directed inward, to her cunt pit and tit mounds, whos sensations now automatically sent her into shooting climaxes, with or without her desire.
She came again, a long furious orgasm that left her gasping for breath. All the while, hands fondled her as the crowd of laughing arabs watched her getting fucked. Hour after hour after hour it continued. Every few minutes she shuddered and shook and convulsed in a new and powerful orgasm.