CHAPTER 2
Helen was jolted back into full consciousness by a hard slap across her face.
The huge servant, Tarik, was shaking her with a look of urgency in his dark
eyes. "So you are awake, slave Helen." The older man's voice was relaxed,
almost chatty. "My servant has made a fine job of your brand - I think it shall
be decorated with a tattoo."
Helen struggled in panic. She was lying naked on her back, wrists cuffed behind
and ankles hobbled. She peered down and moaned in shock at the site of a dark
red circle that had been seared into her abdomen just an inch above her cunt.
There was a curved symbol in the center of the circle. Strangely, she felt no
pain but tightness in the skin. "There is no wound, my dear slave. The brand
is quick and clean - Tarik has had plenty of practice. Now come - we have a
bargain to complete. Your young friend is to be retrieved from her tormentors."
Oh God! Nikki! Helen jerked upright and shuffled towards the door. She was
suddenly jerked back by her collar. Her new Master held her on a chain lead!
"Oh please hurry! Please M-Master, please stop them!" Helen had shocked
herself by calling this man her Master. But there was no time to spare on
herself. She couldn't bear the thought of Nikki being cruelly tortured to
death. Helen didn't really know her but she couldn't leave her to her fate.
The walk to the lift took ages. She whimpered in dread of what was going on
below them. As the lift doors slid apart, there was the anguished sound of a
scream. It was like a deranged animal in despair - Nikki!
The man nodded to Tarik who bolted down the corridor out of view. Helen was in
tears as she shuffled behind her Master. It was too late! As they approached
the torture room, she could hear angry voices. "You stupid fucking Arab bastard
- you've ruined the take!" One of the men was yelling in fury at Tarik. Helen
could barely look as they reached the door. It was so awful.
Poor Nikki was hanging suspended in chains, like something from the Inquisition.
Her wrists were clamped to the ends of a metal bar with a collar at its center.
Her ankles were also stretched down and apart by chains, and her whole weight
was resting on a narrow metal pipe across two trestles. The pipe had splayed
Nikki's cunt lips like a viciously thin saddle. She was shaking in agony.
Worse still, her hands and feet were each caught in some kind of vice that was
crushing her fingers and toes. Nikki's nose was bleeding heavily and her eyes
were swollen half-shut. Her poor tongue was also caught in a clamp. Tarik
stood between Nikki and her two torturers, one of whom held a glowing poker they
had been sliding inside the pipe. Helen shrank back in fear, unable to take her
eyes of Nikki's dreadful state.
"What are you doing to my property?" Helen's Master was polite but cold. "This
slave", he motioned indifferently towards Helen, "she disappoints me. She is
not worth the price - I will take them both at no extra cost. Tarik, get her
down!" The men stood in frustrated anger but they knew better than to argue
with Tarik. "Tarik, give me your jacket - you don't want to get it soiled!"
The servant nodded then removed the garment. He swiftly released Nikki's
outstretched ankles then removed the yoke from its chain. Nikki lay on the
ground in desperate pain. Tarik released the clamp on her tongue. She screamed
in agony as the blood rushed back into her flesh, welling out where the spikes
of the clamp had pierced her tongue. As each vice was slackened on her hands
and feet, she shrieked in agony. Tarik swung her over his shoulder and walked
out of the room. Nikki hung limply down his back, her blood smeared his white
shirt where her hands and face fell. She was silent - mercifully unconscious.
Helen was dragged along until they reached her cell. Tarik placed Nikki down on
the bench, lying on her back. She was groaning and barely able to move but she
was conscious - and alive! As Tarik released Helen from her fetters, she tried
to reach Nikki but was pushed back. In fear, she watched as Tarik proceeded to
strap Nikki firmly down to the bench, pinning her by the wrists, ankles, neck,
and waist. He used more straps around Nikki's thighs so she was completely
restrained. Tarik left the cell. Helen begged her Master for mercy.
"But my dear slave, Tarik IS being merciful. Your young friend is already
suffering - a further ordeal now rather than a second agony to come. Besides,
she is of no consequence to me. Tarik shall have her." The man's huge servant
had returned with the small brazier. He looked questioningly at his Master.
"Yes, Tarik. She is yours - she needs no name." He smiled in amusement.
"Indeed, she will be called 'No-name'!" Tarik nodded with satisfaction. He
motioned to Helen, handed her a short pole with a rubber center then pointed to
Nikki's mouth. Helen stared in shock at him, then realized she must gag Nikki
for the branding!
Nikki stared up at her and whispered thickly "No Helen, please no!"
Tears welled up in Helen's eyes. "Oh Nikki, I can't stop them, you must take
the gag. Oh please open your mouth!" Nikki sobbed and opened her swollen lips.
Helen held the bar down between the shaking girl's teeth. She watched in
fascinated horror as Tarik sprayed something on Nikki's abdomen. The girl
flinched but could barely move for the straps. Tarik took the brand. Helen
could see the dull red glow of the end as it was lowered towards Nikki's skin.
In one swift movement, Tarik pressed the brand firmly against Nikki's body. She
went rigid as her pubic hair was singed moments before her flesh burnt. As
quickly as it had been applied, Tarik removed the brand. Nikki howled in
anguish and clamped her jaws on the gag. The cooling spray was applied and
Helen was motioned back. Her Master smiled, and strolled out of the cell.
Tarik inspected his new property. Removing his single earring, he pushed
Nikki's head over to her right side. Without warning, he pinched it shut
through her left ear lobe, making her squeal in pain. Blood was seeping from
her ear. Tarik bent forward and gently stroked Nikki's cheek, then tore off his
bloodstained shirt, and threw it at Helen. He motioned towards Nikki and left,
slamming the cell door behind him. Nikki was tearfully whimpering and Helen
rushed over to free her friend. Her struggles to free the heavy buckles on the
straps were suddenly interrupted by frantic screams in the next cell...
Helen desperately tugged at the buckle at Nikki's throat until it worked loose.
Nikki croaked, her swollen tongue slurring her words. "Goin to die!" She
gulped and wept softly.
Helen stopped freeing her and touched her wet cheek. "Hey, Nikki p-please don't
say that - we stopped them in time!" Nikki turned away and cried in silence.
Once Helen had all the straps loose, she gently lifted the shaking girl up and
tried to wipe away the blood from her mouth. Nikki's fingers were turning
purple where the clamps had crushed her hands. Her ankles were bruised by the
chain links that had bitten into her skin. She tried to stand so she could
reach the drain in the floor that was their toilet. As soon as her toes pressed
on the steel she shrieked in terrible pain and collapsed to her knees. Nikki
crawled in misery to the shower and struggled to pee in the hole. Helen turned
away to give the girl some privacy.
The door swung open - the torturers had been waiting for Tarik and his Master to
leave. One seized Helen and painfully twisted her arms up her back. "You cost
us some fun, bitch. We're going to teach you a lesson!" He forced her down and
cuffed her wrists and ankles together. Before she could recover, she was
ball-gagged and left face down on the floor. Nikki shrank back in absolute
terror as the two men approached. She tried to crawl away but one swiftly
grabbed her foot making her cry in agony. She was dragged by her arms against
the cell wall.
"Hey! Little No-name's gonna fight us - yeah! Then we get to punish her real
bad - you gonna fight us, cunt?" He sniggered in her face. Nikki shivered and
shook her head. "What's that? Speak up, No-name!"
Nikki whispered hoarsely. "N-n-no, please sir, n-not fight!"
He pulled a face. "Pity! Still, you have to be heavily cuffed - you tried to
escape. So put out your legs, No-name cunt!" Nikki sat on the cold metal
ground and watched in horror as he locked both her ankles into the ends of a
steel bar. It was rigid, very heavy and forced her legs about three feet apart.
There was a short chain from the center of the bar. He slid a second bar up
behind her knees and clamped her thighs so her legs were spread open. There
were rigid cuffs at either end of the thigh bar. "Go on, cunt! Put your wrists
in the grooves!" Nikki gulped huge sobs as her arms were pinned to the sides of
her knees. There was a short chain from the center of the thigh bar attached to
a thick steel collar, which he opened and pulled up towards Nikki's neck. "Lean
forward, No-name!" Nikki could barely move with fear. She stared down at the
open collar - like the jaws of a steel mouth. He yanked her down by her hair
and clamped it shut around her throat. She was unable to straighten herself!
The man chained her collar at the back to a wall ring then stretched out the
short chain from her ankle bar to a nearby floor ring and padlocked it so she
couldn't move around.
"Open wide, No-name!" Nikki panicked at the sight of a much larger ball gag.
"Wider!" She stretched her jaws apart and gasped as the red rubber ball
squeezed between her teeth. It hurt her mouth and she couldn't make more than a
terrified squeak. He gripped the center of the chain between the thigh bar and
her collar, pulling her up until her body was lifted clear of the floor. Nikki
mewed and shook her head urgently when his colleague slid a vicious-looking
device under her body. It was a long spiked ridge with two studded dildoes
pointing upwards. She screamed as she was slowly lowered down towards the tips
of the cruel probes. They positioned the ridge until she could feel the ends of
the dildoes pressing just inside her cunt and between her taut buttocks. He let
go and Nikki tried desperately to lift herself upwards. Her feet were slipping
and the steel collar round her throat was choking her - she abruptly sank down
on the dildoes and shrieked in anguish as her own weight drove them deeper into
her abused body. The spikes bit into her cleft but not enough to pierce. Nikki
squealed in agony. "Like that, No-name? We'll just sort out your friend then
we'll be back!"
Helen twisted her head away, her heart pounding madly as they came over. Her
ankle cuffs were separated from her wrist cuffs and she was hauled to her feet.
More cuffs were locked around her elbows, forcing her arms painfully together.
Her thumbs were pinned in small rigid cuffs. She squealed piteously while her
ponytail was knotted to a rope and the other end was tied between her thumbs.
One of the men left the cell briefly then returned with a wooden device. It was
a thin plank with its edge pointing upwards, supported about 3 feet off the
ground by trestles at each end. Helen cried in anguish as she watched them
position the plank under the hoist chain in the center of the cell. She
struggled as they lifted her up by her arms and forced her to straddle the plank
with her ankles bent up behind her body. The plank was digging in between her
cunt lips and Helen tried to lift herself off by straightening her legs. They
secured the rope between her hair and thumbs to the hoist and raised it until
her body was being held up. Her knees were strapped together under the plank
and more thumb cuffs were clamped around her big toes. Helen was in agony - the
plank bit deeper and she couldn't get off! She tried to ease the awful pain in
her arms but only hurt herself more as her head was yanked back by her ponytail.
Beads of sweat were pouring off her shaking body. She could hear Nikki's
anguished screams and joined with her own. Through tear-filled eyes, she saw
one of the men advancing towards her breasts with a long pointed wand with two
sharp studs at the end. He pressed it against her right nipple and squeezed a
red button...
Helen jerked in instant agony as current surged through her breast. For a brief
second her body was supported only by her thumbs, ankles and ponytail. She
dropped down on the plank, burying it even deeper between her labia. Helen
barely had time to shriek before the cruel device was discharged against her
left nipple. It moved down to her tummy button. The shock was like a punch to
her stomach! Winded and in severe agony, she writhed as each buttock was
punished by a jolt. "Hood the bitch!" Helen mewed in terror while a black
nylon sack was pulled down over her head and drawn tightly under her chin. Once
the buckle was secured, she could see nothing and could not tell where the
electric probe would go next! Frantic with fear, she tried to stay as still as
possible to ease the awful pain inside her pussy. Seconds ticked by before the
next jolt struck - on the sole of her right foot! She wailed and twisted in
pain, grinding the edge of the plank against her ringed clit. She couldn't bear
the cruelty but they ignored her high-pitched screams and carried on applying
the device.
Nikki was half-crazy with pain. She twisted her hands and feet in the rigid
bars, unable to gain any relief from her double penetration. "No-name, you
liked a bit of heat - didn't you? Well, we don't want you missing out because
you were bought..." She shook her heavily collared head as wires were connected
to the ridge. Her aching cunt was getting warm! Nikki was terrified - now her
ass was getting warmer too - the dildoes were heated! She was screaming and
straining against the heavy restraints in her useless attempt to escape the hot
feeling in her crotch. They were burning her! She pleaded with her eyes at the
man who had connected the wires. He smiled and watched her desperate struggle.
The heat was building up! Nikki panted and shook violently, trying to lift
herself up off the ridge. With a sickening howl, she lost her grip and her
heels slid forward on the bare floor. As she sank down harder on the scalding
hot probes, Nikki prayed for mercy. Mummy! Her howls grew fainter as she
blacked out, unable to take any more...
...She woke on her side in the shower. Water was pouring all over her body.
Helen was trying to wash her and she was crying. Nikki felt strangely detached
from everything. "Ohh Nikki, thank goodness you've woken up! I th-thought they
had killed you!" Nikki stared at her naked companion. There were red marks all
over Helen's skin where the studs of the electric probe had touched her skin.
Helen's private parts were swollen and were a raw, angry red. Nikki lay on her
back, letting the cool drops fall on her pain-racked body. She was so shocked
by her ill treatment; she couldn't speak just then. It was all too much for the
girl's brain. She was so tired; all she wanted to do was sleep.
"Th-they've gone Nikki. They left us some food and water. We're alone now.
Nikki, please talk to me. Please!" She touched the prone girl's cheek.
"Not Nikki," the injured girl whispered. "Just No-name...No-name!" She rolled
over in pain and crawled slowly over to the dish of food - plain brown rice and
chunks of dried meat. Her mouth was too sore to eat. She tried to lift up the
plastic cup but her bruised hands shook so badly the handle slipped from her
fingers. Helen limped over and tried to soothe her cries. "N-no! Leave
No-name alone! Stolen, raped, hurt me - hurt so bad...wanted to die.
Saved...y-you saved me j-just to get b-branded and th-then th-they..." Nikki
couldn't go on. She curled into a ball and sobbed quietly.
Helen didn't know what to do. She was in pain too. She was starving but
couldn't eat either. She wanted to stay close to Nikki, to cuddle her and be
cuddled. She knew the man who called himself Master would return with Tarik.
What would happen? It was too awful to think about! She lay on the floor near
to Nikki but not close enough to touch.
Helen woke as her side was lightly kicked. She started and looked up at Tarik.
He was holding Nikki by her collar as she knelt abjectly by his side. Tarik
motioned for her to stand. He pointed at the toilet. She reddened and
understood he wanted her to relieve herself - while he was in the cell! Too
fearful to disobey, Helen squatted and peed into the hole, ashamed by her naked,
degraded state. He motioned for her to kneel.
Nikki was dragged by her collar to the cell door. There was a large flight case
outside. It was open at the front. She could see straps inside! Nikki
panicked and tried to draw back. A light cuff to her head stopped her
resistance. Shaking with fright, Nikki limply sat inside the case while Tarik
drew the straps tightly around her waist, chest, and legs. The case was padded
and she was soon secured with her arms strapped to the sides. Tarik put his
finger over his mouth to warn her to make no noise, then closed the side, and
locked it shut. Nikki wept as it went dark. She felt the case rocking as it
was wheeled along the corridor. She knew Helen was going to be taken too - but
where? They had stopped...then a lift...a long corridor?....being lifted...a
scraping noise...an engine...
As the cell door slammed shut, Helen began to panic. Nikki had been dragged out
by the collar, whimpering with fear. Her new Master, Tarik, had shown no
compassion as he pulled Nikki along like an animal! Next it would be her turn
and she was scared. Helen stumbled around the cell with her hands over her
mouth. She stared at her tearful reflection - naked, pierced and collared. The
angry red marks where the probe had shocked her were fading. Her brand was
still dark red and it was a cruel reminder of her fate - a bought slave! She
wept and hugged herself in anguish.
The lock clicked then Tarik came back. "Oh no! Oh please Tarik! Don't..." She
squealed as Tarik rushed over and yanked her head back by her ponytail. Forcing
her down, he pinned her with his knee on her back while he removed a cloth and a
small bottle from his pocket. "N-no! Ohh, mmmmphhh!" Helen tried to pull the
rag from her mouth and nose but he was too strong. The pungent fumes stung her
eyes and throat! She tried to hold her breath but it was no use. As she gasped
for air the tranquilizer began to take effect and she eventually went limp.
Tarik threw the cloth to one side and removed a syringe from his other pocket.
With practiced ease he stabbed the needle into her buttock and emptied the
syringe. Helen would be doped for the whole journey.
Nikki sat in the dark flight case trying to hear anything. They had stopped the
engine and she was being shaken around then...nothing. It seemed like ages and
she had no idea what day or time it was - how long since she had been abducted?
Days? A week? She shivered as the memory of the two men attacking her
returned. One had handcuffed her wrists behind her back and held her with his
hand over her mouth while the other had cuffed her ankles. Her mouth had been
gagged with a knotted scarf and then a sack had been pulled over her head. She
had been forced into a car and groped while they drove at speed. Tears welled
in her eyes as she whispered to herself. "Mummy, I-I don't want to die!" There
was a low droning noise. It grew louder and higher - a jet engine! Nikki was
sobbing loudly now. The whining became a roar and she felt the plane shake as
it started down the runway. "Ohhh, M-mum! Ohhh p-please! Nooooo!!!" Nikki
broke down and howled in abject despair as the plane left the ground. She
realized finally that thoughts of escape were hopeless. She knew she would
never go back and would never see her family again!
Helen's vision was blurred. She felt so dizzy but the ground was staying still!
The air was warm and she could hear the frenzied sounds of insects. Blinking,
she tried to sit up but fell back as her arms were cuffed behind her. As she
moved her feet, there was a metallic scraping noise. She knew that noise -
chain! As she feared, there were thick metal cuffs pinning her ankles together,
attached to a long chain that was secured to a ring on the floor. She tried to
curl up but the wide collar around her throat started to dig under her chin. It
too was restrained by a heavy chain to another floor ring above her head. At
least she wasn't gagged. She stared around the gloomy stone room and realized
there was a tiny open window high up in one corner. It had wide bars but she
could see a small bit of sky - stars! It was nighttime! But where was she?
All she could remember was the cloth over her mouth, the unpleasant medical
smell and feeling she was falling...how long had she been unconscious? There
was a noise in the darkness. Somebody else was in the room!
"Nikki? Nikki! Is that you? Where are we?" Helen whispered, fearful of a
strange voice in reply.
"Go 'way! Leave me 'lone!" Nikki sobbed in the gloom.
"Sorry Nikki, don't be like that. W-where are we? I-I'm f-frightened!"
"Dunno - we flew. Long flight - dunno. Don't care - not even Nikki anymore,
just a No-name s-slave!" Her voice broke on the last word and she wept
exhaustedly. Nikki had been crying so much her voice was hoarse and her eyes
ached. Helen quietly sobbed too.
There were footsteps. The door opened and a tall figure stood in the lit
doorway - Tarik! He moved towards Nikki. "No! Ohh no! Please no!
Mmmmphhhh!!!!!" Her squeals were shut off by a ball gag. Tarik swiftly
unlocked Nikki's collar from the chain then freed her ankle cuffs. She mewed
piteously as they were secured together by a short hobble chain. Forcing her
upright, he clicked a long chain to the front of her collar and pulled on it.
Helen shrank back in fear as Nikki was tugged out of the room. The door was
slammed shut, leaving her in the dark - alone.
Nikki stumbled behind Tarik, trying to keep up but the hobble chain made her
take small rapid steps. The links rattled on the ground as she trotted
unhappily behind the man who had branded her. They were in a whitewashed
corridor. It had red carpet and no decorations. Tarik stopped at a door,
opened it, and hauled Nikki inside. It was a barely furnished room with a large
bed. Tarik paused to padlock Nikki's leash chain to the foot of the bed and
removed her ball gag. "What are you going to - ohh n-no!!" Nikki shrank away
as Tarik started to undress. Once his shirt was removed, Nikki could only stare
in shock at his huge, muscular chest and arms. She gasped as he unzipped his
trousers and pulled them off. "N-no!!" She squealed as the naked man pulled
her towards him. He sat on the edge of the bed and forced her to kneel between
his thighs. Nikki stopped trying to resist and dumbly obeyed his strong hands
as she was guided towards his crotch. Forcing herself to look down she tried to
jerk free at the sight of his erect penis - it was massive! "Oh please! I-I
can't! You're t-too big!" His grip on her hair tightened. She was inches away
from the tip! Shaking with fear, Nikki parted her lips as wide as she could and
accepted the broad tip of his member. He pushed her down further. Nikki
gurgled and tried not to retch as the end of his penis filled her mouth and
pressed against the back of her throat. She was only halfway down his shaft!
Luckily, Tarik pulled her back and sat as she licked and sucked the
velvet-smooth glans. It tasted salty and faintly spiced. He suddenly pulled
her off and drew her onto the bed. "No!" Nikki squealed in dawning horror.
"No - PLEASE!!! You're too big for me - you can't - AAAIIIIEEEEE!!!!!!!"
Tarik lay on his back and easily lifted his slave until she was straddling his
hips. Unable to escape, Nikki was kneeling as high as she could but his erect
penis was already probing her cleft. His massive hands moved to her hips. He
started to pull her down! Her urgent cries became a scream as she was driven on
to his stiff cock. Nikki felt as if her insides were being torn out! He was
pumping her up and down. She strained uselessly against her cuffs but the
agonizing penetration made her weak! She cried in pain and shock as his pace
quickened until he pulled her right down and emptied himself in her ravaged
pussy. Nikki threw back her head and howled! Satisfied, Tarik pulled her off
then grasped her to him. Nikki lay on his glistening chest, his fingers hooked
through her collar. She wept in pain. Yet for all the awful torment and being
nearly split in two, something strange had moved her. Nikki was horrified at
herself - had she found a sordid pleasure in being brutally raped by this giant
of a man? Her sobs grew quieter. His hand stroked her hair - gently! He
smelled warm and earthy. She began to relax...
Tarik pushed her over on her back. "What? P-please let me rest! Oh please
Tarik! Don't..." He pressed one large hand over her protesting mouth and slid
the other between her thighs. Her eyes grew huge with fright. His fingers slid
inside her sopping cunt. Nikki arched her back and mewed wildly! With great
skill and expert movements, Tarik brought Nikki to a thundering orgasm - her
first ever! Screaming past his hand, Nikki wailed in protest as a wave of
quivering pleasure overwhelmed her. She pulled tightly against the cuffs on her
wrists and ankles and tried to bear down on his finger to prolong the moment.
"OHHHH GDDDDDD!!!!!! D-DN'TTTTT STPPPPP!!!!!!!!........."
