She couldn't see.

          Her head pounded as she slowly came to, and her stomach felt like it would throw up any second.

          She lay there quietly, hoping her stomach would settle down, afraid to move because every little motion caused the queasy feeling in her belly to rise halfway up to her mouth. Ever so slowly, she became aware of her surroundings.

          She felt like she was lying on some kind of bed, though she had no idea where. She realized suddenly, that she was nude. Her body shivered in the cold that permeated whatever black place this was. She cursed herself over and over for screwing up and getting caught like this.

          Her head throbbed, and she tried to put her hand up to it. That was when she realized her hands were tied, she shook them, it felt like they were fastened with handcuffs. Her hands were handcuffed to the head of the narrow bed above her head.

          She tried dazedly to move her legs. They were free at least. Strangely, neither was on the bed, that is, they were on the bed as far down as the knees, her feet and lower legs dangled off of either side of the bed.

          She pulled her feet back onto the bed. They felt icy cold. She wondered how long she had been lying there like that. Then she put her lack of clothes together with her position and became aware of a slight stinging in her crotch when she closed her legs together. She supposed they had raped her again, even as she lay drugged and unconscious.

          She jiggled the handcuffs, trying to pull loose, and moved her hands around the head of the bed, seeing if the cuffs would come away from it. They were fastened around a steel bar that seemed solidly connected to the bed frame. She gave up on that. It had been a slight chance anyway.

          It felt like a good couple of hours before the room was suddenly filled with blinding light. She blinked her eyes in pain as someone moved into the room.

          "Hello there Detective Connors. Awake at last, huh?"

          "Where am I?" she demanded, recognizing Manuel's voice.

          He threw back his head and laughed uproariously.

          "That's the most popular question we get around here. You'd think you at least, would be a little more original."

          He sat down on the bed next to her and dropped his fat greasy hand onto her stomach. "Don't worry about that Detective," he said.

          His hand glided up and down her belly and abdomen, then slid upwards to fasten around her left breast. He squeezed it roughly, his face appraising her calculatingly.

          "You wanted to know how my business operates, didn't you? Well you"re gonna find out first hand baby. From the inside?"

          "Having fun kiddies?"

          She and Manuel both looked up to the doorway of the small room to see a man grinning at them. He was a tall blonde man in his early thirties. He was quite handsome, she reflected, his long hair fell down to his shoulders. He was very broad chested, and in other circumstances might have interested her greatly, but not now.

          A huge black man stood beside him. He was well over six feet tall; his muscles bulged against a sleeveless t-shirt. He looked to be in his twenties.

His face was as ugly as the blonde man's was handsome, his mouth cracked in an evil leer.

          The two of them sauntered over to stand beside the bed and look down at her lecherously. Amy reddened at being naked and on display for the three men. She turned her face away and closed her eyes.

          "What"s the matter sweetie? Don't tell me you"re still shy?"

          The three of them laughed together. Manuel's hand continued to paw and fondle her breasts.

          "You look at me when I talk to you!" he snapped suddenly.

          She opened her eyes and turned toward the man.

          "That"s better. You had better learn to do what you're told quickly you little slut, or you're gonna be real, real sorry."

          He turned towards Manuel and waved his hand.

          "You know Manuel already, but you will not use his name, nor mine, nor his." He motioned at the black man.

          "You will refer to any of us, or any other man you come in contact with, as Master. Any deviation or hesitation will result in pain."

          Manuel held up an electric stun box and pushed the button. A crackling spark of electricity sizzled between the two metal teeth.

          "You are here to be trained, and we are very very good at training little sluts to do as their told."

          Manuel brought the box down against her belly, sliding it upward until the two little pointy teeth dug into her breast.

          "You can forget any foolish idea's of rescue either my dear." He smiled. "You are somewhat out of the NYPD's jurisdiction here. You have already arrived on the island of St. Alfonse."

          Her eyes opened in shock and fear.

          "It's a tiny little island just off the coast of South Yemen. The Yemenites hate Americans so they certainly wouldn"t cooperate with the U.S. authorities, even if your whereabouts were discovered.

          Manuel slid the little electric stun gun up across her tit meat till the two metal teeth were astride her cold-hardened nipple.

          "After your training is complete, you will be sold to the highest bidder at our monthly auction. You will no doubt fetch a good price, and we wouldn"t want your owner to be dissatisfied with us would we?"

          Manuel pushed the trigger on the gun and electricity crackled between the two metal points again, this time with her nipple right between.

          She screamed and writhed on the bed as Manuel held the device firmly against her flailing body.

          He let up after several seconds, and Amy gasped and sobbed as she tried to recover.

          "When we discipline you my dear, it is really only to teach you," the blonde man said.

          "You will therefore thank Manuel for your punishment."

          She continued to breath hard as her frazzled senses calmed down somewhat. She glared up at the man in anger.

          "Fuck you," she hissed.

          He shook his head sadly and said something in a language she didn't understand. The big black man grabbed her ankle and pulled her left leg up and to the side. Manuel did the same to her right leg, as the blonde man took the little shock box and sat on the bed.

          She grunted in a hopeless effort to resist the two men as the opened up her crotch to the blonde man's view. He slid his hand softly along her pussy mound briefly, then put the box to her pussy slit and pushed the button.

          Pain exploded in Amy's brain. Bright fiery bolts of lightning and multi coloured lights filled her vision as she howled and wailed in agony. Her whole body twitched and shivered and writhed against the men and handcuffs holding her. Her senses reeled under the searing assault on the most sensitive and tender part of her anatomy.

          He pulled the thing back and gazed down at her trembling sweating body with considerable interest.

          "Such a small thing this," he smiled.

         

          Amy was hyperventilating, adding more dizziness to her already numbed brain. The threat of more shocks penetrated her confusion quickly though.

          "T... T... T... The... thank y... you," she gasped.

          He pushed the box against her again, this time so it was against her puckered rectum.

          She screamed again in terrible burning pain as electricity surged against her asshole.

          "You forgot to say Master," he said.

          By the time he stopped she was incapable of speech. He tut-tutted and stood up. The two men let her legs go and the thumped down against the bed. The black man took off his shirt and dropped his pants to the floor and moved against the bed.

          She stared up dazedly through half open eyes to see his nude body, almost disfigured with huge muscles, come against the bed and then get in. He climbed onto the bed and flopped his immense frame onto her aching body.

          His beefy hands reached down and easily wrenched her legs apart. His cock felt like a club pressed against her belly as he lay atop her.

          "Got something for you little girl," he leered.

          Amy could hardly breathe with his weight on her chest. He was so big that as he placed his fattened cockhead against her slit, her face was under his chest, being squashed. She turned her head away to try and breathe better.

          "Listen cop! I'm gonna fuck you, and you"re gonna like it, or I'M GONNA BEAT THE SHIT OUTTA YOUOOO!!" he shouted.

          He pulled his hand back and backhanded her across the face so hard her vision blurred again, and her head rang like a bell. His lips came down on hers without resistance, and he buried his tongue in her mouth. His hand reached down and placed his cockhead at the centre of her slit again.

          He had to pull his head up to get into position, then he lunged forward and the fat black cock sank down into her slit tunnel in one mighty driving thrust.

          Her body quivered with renewed pain as his giant prong slammed down into her tortured hole, but she was too terrified to even try and resist. He pulled up on her as cheeks as he fought to cram every inch of his meat down the girl's tight little fuck hole.

          Each of his hands was big enough to completely cover her ass. He started humping away at her almost immediately, his fat cock felt like a log ramming in and out of Amy's twat. It rasped against her skin like sandpaper. He couldn't care less though. He hated the girl, hated all whites in fact, and had since he'd grown up as a boy in Harlem. Her being a cop only made him hate her more.

          By raping her, it was like he was paying back all those rich white bosses, and stinking white cops who had stomped on him his whole life long. He ground his cock down into the girl and grinned at her cry of pain.

          "I'm gonna fuck you so deep, white girl, it's gonna come out your mouth!" he hissed.

          He grabbed her breast in his big hand and twisted her tit cruelly. She screeched in pain as he growled and yanked upward on the nipple with his fingers, trying to tear it off her tit.

          He knelt between her legs, his long fat cock still several inches deep in her hole, and put his hands around her waist. His huge meaty fingers interlocked as they reached easily all the way around the narrow waist.

          He yanked her body against him. Her whole body was pulled off the bed by the big man's strength, and her crotch slammed up into and over his rock hard fuck tool. He jerked her forward, pulling her off his cock, then yanked her back again, throwing his hips forward at the same time so his cock slammed into her cunt with violent savage force.

          She screamed in tortured agony as his fuckwand slammed down deep into her guts, ramming into and past her cervix, so the head practically went into her womb. He jerked her forward again, then slammed into her once more. He jerked her around like a weightless rag doll.

          His hips hammered into her groin with so much force, she was sure he would break her pubic bone. His cock pounded down her narrow slit so fast and furiously she knew he had to tear up her insides. He grunted each time he slammed his cock into her. Amy's cunt was a massive wound.

          Her head and legs flopped back and forth as he jerked and yanked her back and forth. Only her shoulders and head touched the bed at all. He was practically holding her in mid-air as he skewered her little pussy with his long fat meat stick.

          Then he gurgled in pleasure and Amy felt his sperm splashing and gurgling into her cunt.

          "Gonna fuck a baby into you white girl!" he gritted. "Gonna fuck a nigger baby into your little white belly!"

          He plunged his massive cock into her balls deep and gasped in release as the last of his cum spurted into her.

          Amy lay semi-conscious on the bed, her legs spread wide. Her blonde hair half covering her sweat coated face. Manuel took off his pants and climbed atop her, giggling as he felt her hot body press into his.

          "I only got to fuck you once baby." He leered. "I think I'll make up for that now."

          He cackled and yanked Amy's legs up onto his shoulders. He slid his long fat cock down into her cuntslit and started pumping ferociously.

          His strokes didn't have the force the other man had put into it, but they were blurringly fast, her grunts of pain, became one long gagging gasp. His prick pistoned into her with an unrelenting speed. He shoved her ankles way back against her ears and fucked down into her insanely.

          "Would you look at that spick move!" she heard the blonde man laugh. "That must be how rabbits fuck."

          The two men broke up in laughter as Manuel slammed his cock down into her guts again and again and again. He slobbered down on her as he pumped, his drool dribbling down onto her face and tits. He yelled in ecstasy and his juices shot into her as he came.

          After that she was left alone for the rest of the night, if that's what it was. Amy's groin area was so sore she couldn't close her legs. Her pussy stung, and her breasts ached from the beating the black man had given them.

          Probably because there was still some drug in her, she was able to sleep. When she woke she could see sunshine coming through cracks in the boards covering the windows. She figured she was in some kind of broken down building in the middle of nowhere. They sure hadn't cared if she made noises before.

          Her crotch still hurt as she closed her legs slowly. She could hear movements beyond the door and wondered sombrely if they were telling the truth, and she really was out of the country. Could they really sell her to some Arab?

          The answer was of course they could. Wasn"t this why she had been assigned to the case in the first place? All those girls that had disappeared without a trace. She shook her head in exhaustion and numbed fear.

          Another hour passed before Manuel came in. He unhooked her from the bed and let her go to the bathroom. It was only an outhouse. She looked around futilely as he led her outside. All she could see was sand in every direction. He shoved her into the outhouse and she peed what she felt was mostly blood and cum.

          After that he pulled her behind the shack of a house and pushed her against the wall. He turned on a hose and sprayed it on her, until she was soaked, then he threw a chunk of soap at her.

          "Clean yourself up bitch." he commanded.

          She would have been only too happy to comply if he hadn"t been there watching.

          "You think I'm gonna go away you dumb cunt?!" he demanded. "Hurry up!"

          She soaped up her body, wincing at the stings coming from her cuts. Her cunt hurt too, just from the pressure of her soapy hand sliding over it. Manuel decided she was soapy enough and turned the water on her. The icy water made her recoil against the wall until he ordered her to turn around so he could do her backside.

          "Stand against the wall and spread your legs blondie," he ordered.

          Amy hesitated momentarily, until he raised his hand threateningly. She hastily did as he ordered, resigning herself to another fucking.

          Suddenly he rammed the nozzle of the hose into her cunt. Water gushed up into her. She screamed and tried to bolt away but his hand gripped her hair and held her firmly against the wall as he washed out her cunt with the frigid water. He laughed, enjoying her discomfort as she jerked and shivered against the wall. Water sprayed out of her cunt around the nozzle as he pumped it in and out for several long seconds.

          He yanked the hose out of her slit and threw it away then forced her down to her knees. "Suck me off Cop!" he demanded, unzipping his jeans and pulling his dick out.

          He yanked on Amy's hair brutally, pulling her face against his cock and pushing the fat head between her lips. He held chunks of her hair in both hands and fucked her mouth the same way as he fucked her cunt the other night.

          His cock crammed into her mouth and he refused to allow any hesitation at all, forcing the fuck stick past her tongue and right down her throat. His cock completely filled her airway, blocking off any oxygen from her starving lungs. "I better cum before you run out of air Cop!" he giggled.

          She could actually feel his cockhead slide up and down her throat as he raped her mouth cruelly. The world danced around Amy's head as she began to black out. He pulled back then, his cockhead popping out of her throat and into her mouth. She drew in great gasping breaths and almost choked again when wads of gunk shot out of his pisshole and into her mouth.

          "Swallow that juice cop!" he gritted.

          She had no choice as he kept his cock in her mouth until every last drop was licked off it.

          He picked up the hose and sprayed her mouth.

          "We don't want Mr. White to complain now do we?" he asked rhetorically.

          She was given some awful smelling stuff to eat for breakfast, and oddly, a brush for her hair. Then she was sent back to the little room.

          A few minutes later the blonde man came in and sat down in a ratty looking little chair.

          "Come here," he ordered.

          She slowly moved over next to him. His hand came around her and cupped her buttocks firmly. His mouth was at chest level and he licked and sucked on one of her breasts for several seconds as his hand kneaded the flesh of her ass cheeks.

          He pulled back suddenly.

          "All right, get aboard," he ordered.

          She looked at him hesitantly.

          "Come on sweetie, you're not stupid. You know what I mean."

          He patted his lap.

          She moved over him and he pulled her down so she was straddling his lap facing him. His hands cupped her buttocks again, and his mouth returned to her breasts, sucking one and then the other.

          "Undo my pants," he commanded.

          Listlessly, she moved her hands down and unsnapped the top of his pants and unzipped it.

          "Now pull my pants down," he said.

          She fought to pull them down, and had to get up before he would move his ass up a little and let her jerk them loos. She sat down again on his naked thighs, waiting.

          "Now put it in and start fucking," he said.

          He gripped her hair fiercely and twisted her head sideways.

          "And you better be good baby!" he scowled.

          Amy sat up and grabbed his cock, placing it at the entrance to her sore pussy slit. He glared at her until she finally sank down onto it, enveloping the fat white prick in her hot pink cunthole.

          She began fucking him, raising and lowering herself onto his rigid penis until his cum spurted up into her.

          "Good girl. Now suck my cock clean," he directed.

          She tiredly bent her head and licked it off until it shone with spit. He pulled his pants up, then and dragged her out of the room.

          He pulled her out of the little shack to the front where the black man was waiting. There was a video camera mounted on a tripod near the door. There were also four stakes buried in the earth.

          They made her lie back on the sand and then tied her wrists and ankles down to the stakes so she was spread-eagled. The blonde man sprayed some water on her from a squirt gun so her skin shone in the sunlight, then he played with the camera and began filming her.

          "This is for your friends back home sweetie," he grinned. "It'll show em what happens to lady cops who stick their noses in where they don't belong."

          Amy peered at the camera. It was positioned between her legs so it was staring right up her body. The thought of her friends seeing the tape made her ill. She wondered how she would ever face them again, even if she did somehow manage to get out of here.

           They didn't leave her there long. The sheiks liked their toys as white as they came, and they didn't want her getting even a slight tan.

          She woke up in the dark. She was in the same room again, on the bed. Her mouth  and throat felt dry as a bone. The air was dry as well, and hotter than anything she'd ever felt before.

          She lay there for several long hours, her throat almost aching with the need for water. She felt sick and woozy, and weak. In spite of her weariness, she got out of bed and crawled around the darkened room searching for water, or any kind of liquid.

          In desperation, she pounded at the door. After several minutes the door was flung open, knocking her back onto her shoulders on the bare floor. A figure stood there, shadowed by the light coming from the next room.

          "What the fuck do you want?"

          "Water," she croaked.

          "What was that sweetie?"

          "Please! Can I have some water!" she begged

          He laughed and slammed the door again.

          More hours passed. She lost track of time.

          The door opened again.

          "Water!" she croaked.

          "Maybe tomorrow."

          The door closed again.

          Finally the door opened again. The lights in the room went on. She tried to get out of bed only to fall on the floor. She cried in misery.

          The three men came into the room staring down at the weeping girl. "I think we can start now," one said.

          White brought a bucket of water into the room and set it on the floor. Amy saw it and lunged forward, only to be shoved back by the black man. He grabbed her by the hair and forced her onto her knees.

          "Okay watch this," White said.

          "Do you want some water Amy?" he asked.

          She nodded her head frantically, staring fixedly at the bucket.

          "If you want some water, you have to do what we tell you. Do you understand Amy?" he asked.

          She nodded again, her eyes never leaving the bucket. White skinned off his pants and stuck his cock into the water, splashing some on his balls and groin.

          "Suck this Amy. Suck this and you'll get water," he told her.

          She felt the wetness against her lips and opened them greedily. Her mouth closed around the cock, sucking desperately at the moisture. Her yearning tongue slid all over the cock and rotted up around his balls and groin. Her mouth was so dry, it had the effect of drying off his cock.

          He dipped it in the bucket again and pushed the now hardened organ at her. He repeated the process a dozen times, then let the black and then Manuel do it. Finally White cupped a double handful of water before her and let her mouth sink into them as she desperately sucked up the liquid.

          Before they left, he dumped the bucket of water on the desiccated girl, soaking her. She flopped around trying to lick it off the floor before it dribbled through the cracks and disappeared. The door slammed shut again, and the light went off.

          She licked as much water from the floor and her body as she could, even wringing her hair into her mouth. It all amounted to a tiny amount though, and she was far from being sated. The day wore on in the stifling room. Amy's mouth was as bone dry as before and getting worse. Her lips were cracked from dryness, and her head was dazed and her body shivered.

          She crawled around on the floor sniffing around to see if she'd somehow missed some of the water. She was half delirious from dehydration.

          The door opened again, and the lights came on. The same routine as before occurred. This time she didn't need any instructions as she pushed her mouth up into their crotches and sucked ravenously at the wetness. Again, they dumped the bucket on her so all she got was dribbles.

          The next time they came, they made her perform tricks for them, promising her a handful of water for each trick. She rolled over and sat, and did a somersault on command as they laughed. Each time she would crawl up to one of the men and slurp greedily out of his palm.

          "Get down on your hands and knees," White ordered.

          She moved quickly to obey. When she didn't move fast enough they didn't give her any water.

          One of the men knelt behind her and pushed his erection into her pussy. He fucked her hard and fast for several minutes. At first she didn't move, but the man with the water told her to push her ass backward to meet each stroke, so she started doing that. A warm feeling came up from her crotch, making her feel good. When the man finished she was given a palm full of water. She slurped away happily.

          It was nearly a full day later that they returned. They didn't want to give her too much water.

She was starved for liquids again and crawled forward quickly as soon as they came in.

          "Hands and knees," one of the men called immediately.

          She was already on her hands and knees, but she knew what he meant and positioned herself with her legs apart and her ass raised high. A man got behind her and pushed his thing inside her cunthole. He gasped and grunted as he fucked into her tight little cleft. Amy sighed happily, liking the feeling and knowing she would soon be given water.

          The next thing they wanted was for her to lie on the bed and play with her crotchhole. They gave her a buzzing rubber thing, a vibrator, she remembered. Anyway, she buzzed it around her slit and her little bump. Her cunt felt happy at the buzzing.

          Soon she started instinctively humping her crotch  toward the vibrator as she ran it over her clit. She gasped as a burst of pleasure ran through her body. Then she was given another handful of water.

          "Come here, bitch!"

          She jumped up from her mat in the corner and raced across the room on her knees to kneel in front of the man. He pushed his chair away from the table and patted his pants. She eagerly undid the pants and pulled his cock out.

          Her mouth devoured the meaty dick, deep throating him with ease as she worked her tongue and lips up and down the sensitive flesh.

          "Shit! You sure got her trained," Manuel said, shaking his head.

          White looked over at him grinning. "That"s why we get the big bucks."

                                          

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