Mark Townsend - Slavetrader's captive

It had only taken him a moment to tear her jacket and matching skirt from her body, and she sobbed and sucked in her breath as he tangled his fingers in the frilly white lace of her slip. It was the first time she had worn the garment bought especially for this momentous trip, but he had brutally jerked it downward, ripping the flimsy material into shreds before throwing it on the floor.

Then he had grabbed her up in his muscular arms and crushed her to him, wetly kissing her first on the mouth and then on her neck with fumbling lecherous fervor. She grew suddenly limp in his embrace as though she were about to lose her balance and fall. Robert had then guided her backwards to the bed while she struggled weakly – and then all her strength ceased to exist. He pushed her back farther, until the edge of the mattress caught her behind the knees and jackknifed her legs, causing her to fall, arms and legs spread-eagled, her stricken eyes staring glassy-eyed up at the ceiling, her long blonde hair fanned halo-like about her face.

Robert had bent down over her prostrate form, ripping off her nylon brassiere with one impatient motion, revealing her heaving white breasts to his lust-demented view for the first time since they had known each other. Penny whimpered forlornly and covered her tear-wet eyes with her arm to block out the sight of Robert's face. It was distorted by passionate fury into an unrecognizable visage out of a dreadful nightmare.

As she remembered those frantic minutes still fresh and vivid in her memory, the bride of only a day shuddered in the back seat of the taxi and loosed a broken sob from her lips. She had been waiting just as impatiently as Robert for the first time with him in bed, and he had ruined everything by his insensitive brutal attack. If only he had had the self-control, she was sure it would have been the exciting and beautiful act she had always expected it to be.

But no, she thought, he had to act like a rampant rapist and spoil the whole thing.

Once more her thoughts went back to the events of less than an hour ago.

She had felt him move down over her, his wet lips brushing up her side, and he had fastened his teeth harshly into the nipple of her left breast. She had groaned up at him in pain, attempting to twist away from the sudden sharp torture, but his hands, playing roughly over the firm softness of her thighs and hips, kept her pressed into the mattress. His questing lips roamed wetly over the white palpitating mounds of her breasts, causing a blissful unwilling twitch that descended to her loins below.

She had almost begun to hope that he would wait and turn more gentle and loving in his approach, but then suddenly his hands moved together down to her hips. He had hooked his thumbs in the elastic waistband of her white nylon panties, and, in a single deliberate motion, he had torn them from her recoiling body. Then she was lying before him completely naked, his unfeeling actions making her feel like a cheap whore he had picked up off the streets.

She lay panting under his gaze, frightened and disappointed, her eyes still covered with the back of her arm, listening to him breathing hoarsely as he took in the enticing sight of all her exposed private bodily charms. Then she had heard his voice like that of a stranger standing at a great distance.

"And now you're going to get fucked, you teasing little bitch," he had growled down at her. "Spread your legs and show me your cunt."

Penny had moaned incoherently at his obscene words, mortified at being spoken to in such a fashion. Despite her fear and weakened resistance, she could not force herself to reopen her legs to let him see her defenseless vagina below. Suddenly she felt his rough hands pressing outward on the insides of her trembling thighs, which finally yielded before the relentless pressure, once more splaying out to the side.

The frightened young bride had heard the hissing intake of breath as he caught sight of her pinkly layered vaginal lips. She knew he could see the tight blonde curls surrounding the narrow pussy slit, and she had reluctantly moved her arm slightly, gazing at him between the twin mounds of her firmly ripe breasts. As he stared at the soft sensitive part down between her widespread thighs, his eyes were glazed in the greed of his desire.

Without knowing exactly why, Penny moaned softly and squirmed on the plastic-covered seat of the taxi winding through the streets of Istanbul. Then she caught the look the driver was giving her in the rear view mirror, and she looked out the window, trying to seem unconcerned and unaffected by what she was remembering.

She had seen Robert's tongue flick wetly over his tightly stretched lips as he stared at her naked exposed genitals, until, with an animal groan that seemed to come from the depths of his soul, he had thrown himself forward on top of her prostrate body. His hands were all over her, grasping desperately at her quivering white breasts, pinching all around the smoothness of her buttocks pinned to the mattress beneath, grappling her firm innocent young body up tighter against his as if he wanted to crush the life out of her. Then his right hand was fumbling down between their bodies, and he had taken the hard throbbing length of his penis between his fingers and guided it forward, using the thick rubbery head to part the warm tender lips of her vagina. She had turned her head to the side on the bed, closing her eyes tightly with a shudder as she felt the blunt tip come into contact with the sensitive edges of her cringing virginal pussy. She gasped and held her breath for what seemed an eternity, lying absolutely still in subjugated helplessness under her new husband, not dating to breathe until she felt his next move.

"Noooo, wait," she had pleaded with him, her voice trembling as she felt the first shocking pressure against the tight elastic opening of her vagina.

He shoved.

"Aaaaaaagh, wait! It's too big!" she moaned in agony as the huge tip slipped through, stretching wide the small slightly wet cuntal opening until Penny thought her thighs were splitting apart from the relentless outward pressure.

"God, no, please, you're hurting, you're hurting me!" She had been almost crying as she jerked open her eyes in fear and saw by his face that he had not even heard her. He was lost in the throes of his first real chance to get at her innocent body, and he was completely oblivious to everything else, even her pleading cues.

Suddenly, his demonically twisted face had taken on a contorted expression of sheer raw hunger as he looked down at the lithe blonde-haired woman he seemed to hardly recognize. His young bride was helplessly pinned under his heavy weight, the head of his pulsing young penis buried hotly in the soft curling hair of her cunt. He fell forward then, his heaviness smashing her full rounded breasts tightly back against her chest. He thrust his hips forward at the same time and his hard thick cock slipped into her pussy like a driving iron rod pushing the moistly resistant flesh of her vaginal walls in rippling waves before it. There was no stopping it until he gave a loud deep-chested groan as his testicles slapped heavily into the quivering cheeks of her tightly clenched buttocks.

"Oooohhhhhh! Ooohhhhhhh!" she wailed beneath him, her legs flailing out to the side as she tried to ease the searing pain of her abruptly ended virginity. She had never been so utterly filled in her life, and his rock-hard, impaling cock felt as though it had torn her vagina into a thousand tiny shreds as he rammed into her without thought of mercy or injury to her tender young insides. And now it lay sunk deep in her belly, filling it to the point of bursting. There was not a single ridge of flesh that she could not feel as the quaking inner flesh of her cunt accommodated the intruding cock, encased in the hot vaginal sheath like a heated dagger planted cruelly into her belly.