Chapter 2: Master Adams

Jane---The last six months have been hell for me. They started off bad and only got worse. At first, I resisted. That resulted in Master whipping me with a cat-o-nine tails. Yes, I said ‘Master’, that’s how I was taught to address him. Like I said I resisted at first. He used the whip until my back was raw. It was when he introduced me to the cattle prod that I broke. The first time he touched the underside of my right breast I knew all resistance was futile. I told him so but just for fun he touched my left nipple. I peed the floor! I started begging him not to do it again. I promised I would do anything he told me to do.

The “anything” included my tongue in his asshole, me swallowing his cum and him fucking my ass. If he mentioned anything I was to smile and do it. If not, the cattle prod! I chose to avoid the pain since whatever he wanted me to do, I would end up doing anyway.

He “played” with me maybe 3 or 4 times a week for the first two weeks. When I was not in his “playroom” servicing him, I was kept chained in my room. Chained? Yes. I had a leather cuff around one ankle with a chain attached. It was a long chain that was anchored to an eye bolt cemented into the floor. I could walk around the room and even go into the bathroom and shower. I dreaded hearing him unlocking the door.

One night when he brought my supper, he informed me that the next night he was having some “friends” over for a party. I was going to be their ‘entertainment’. He told me that if I resisted any ‘request’ he would take great pleasure in showing them how well I reacted to the cattle prod.

The next night was the first of the gangbangs. Three men used me in every way possible. I was ‘split roasted’ then made ‘air-tight’. Know what I mean? No? Look it up, I am not going to describe it.

Master let me rest for a few days before he used me again. He had given me some cream to apply to my sore pussy and asshole. It did help.

The next weekend there was another gangbang. This time there were 5 men. By the time they were finished I could hardly walk! That was the first time I was DVP’ed. Know what I mean? Look it up.

This went on for months, every weekend and always different men. Men of all sizes, ages and colors. Sometimes they brought their wives or girlfriends. I was made to ‘perform’ with these women also. I refused once, and only once. Master used the cattle prod on me! Half an hour later I had my tongue in the asshole of some fat, old black woman as the men sat around drinking, laughing and taking photos of me with her. I was made to lick everything from her feet to her fat saggy tits!

It was a Thursday night when Master told me someone special was coming to the gangbang this weekend.

The next night, when I was led into the playroom on my leash, I was surprised! There sat Chuck and Sheriff Billings! For a fleeting moment I thought I was saved. I thought I was going home. Then they both got that look on their faces. I had seen it many times over the last few months. The Sheriff was drooling as he touched my naked body. Chuck was licking his lips! It was then that I realized I was never going home. Never going to see my mother again.

They both used me. I sucked one while the other fucked my ass. Then they swapped. Yes ‘ATM’, look it up! After they finished the first round they sat drinking at a table while I lay on the bed in a fetal position. Sheriff Billings had a big cock and he had hurt me. I was trying not to cry and had my eyes closed. They must have thought I was asleep.

“Did you watch that DVD we brought?”

“Yes, and I am interested. How much?”

“$35,000.”

“That’s a lot for a whore.”

“Red hair, big tits and 15 years old. You’ll make that back in less than 2 months. And when you are done with her sell her in Africa. Those Africans will pay big money for a red-haired American teenager, even if she is slightly used.” Everybody laughed.

“Can you give me a couple of weeks? I have to get rid of this one first.”

“One week, no more. Brother Dave has a couple of others who are interested. What are your plans for Amy?”

“Mexico is easiest for me. The Mexicans will even pick her up here at the house. I’ll start offering her around Monday and with any luck maybe I can take delivery of that red head by next weekend.”

If I don’t get out of here, I am going to be doing dog shows by the end of the month! I played along when they started up again. When Chuck came in my mouth, I opened my mouth so he could see the cum then I swallowed it. He commented that I was a better cocksucker than my mother. Sheriff Billings used my pussy, then they drank themselves into a stupor and did not bother me anymore that night.

My chance for escape came the very next morning.