Rachel has been chosen for the ceremony, the one that will see her blue, whelp-torn painted skin slashed and cut and her defenseless body raped five hundred times ...
Rachel’s journey of discovery and her need to experience all things continue; she has learned that with everyone’s consent all things are okay and that all things can be elevated to the heady, delightful heights of bliss. Her heart now has a new desire, a craving, a need to know so desperate, it gnaws at her from deep within. Rachel simply has to know what its like to submit! What its like to be a slave, restricted in bondage and eagerly, without question… obey!
Rachel’s deep desire to simply know what its like, leads her to pure evil. An evil so secret, they are known by many names, but really they are the… 14th Legion. The Legion has an agenda to dominate the world and Rachel has been chosen as the center piece in the complete re-enactment of the rape and murder of the daughters of Boudica. The ceremony to usher in the new Grand Master of the 14th Legion is known only to the elite inner circle and is known as the Night of the Five Hundred, the night when the one thousand members of the Legion, cut and rape, two fiery Celts with long, long red curly hair!
Be Careful Rachel. You just might get what you wish for!
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Rachel instantly fell to her knees in one unsteady, ungraceful
movement and stumbled forward on all fours; as her hands touched the
grass she yelped once more in sudden excruciating pain, her eyes
snapped shut tightly and she held her breath as she felt his large
strong hand smack her naked bum again and again and again.
Rachel’s head fell between her outstretched arms as she murmured
to herself and rocked slightly back and fore, biting at her lower lip
as Mr Anderson repeatedly walloped Rachel’s backside, his hand marks
clear to see. The pain was so immense, Rachel couldn’t control her
tears and she began to gasp out loud as each thrashing increased the
throbbing in her pussy. All by itself, her bum raised further and
further into the air as her back arched and now each hard, painful
smack was received with a short stubby thwack to her pussy.
The torrent of gasps and whimpers turned to full scale grunts as
her climax grew, each pelt at her pussy made her climax stronger, each
mind blowing, delicious, wonderful, incredibly pain wracked wallop
drawing her ever closer to ecstasy. Rachel’s arms gave way from the
relentless onslaught, they could hold her no longer and her head
slumped pitifully to the muddy grass, each pain wracked wallop forcing
her forehead forward and rubbing the grass against her nose. Each and
every loud slap forced her upper tear soaked lip to open and then
close with a whimper, only to be opened again from the next
thrashing.
Now Rachel’s pussy was on full display between her increasingly
reddening and open legs, it had certainly been Rachel’s intention, she
wasn’t sure if it was his, but she was grateful that now each hard
smack brought four large, long, hard fingers crashing down directly
onto her pussy. Time after time her pussy lips were whipped
senselessly by the strong long fingers, Rachel’s grunts and cries were
only matched by the sickening sound “thwack”, as her pussy was
pummelled and mercilessly beaten.
Her clitoris felt so enlarged, she was sure it would burst from
her body, as it too was repeatedly smacked and thumped and banged.
Rachel couldn’t hold onto the thought any longer and screamed out her
pathetic plea “FUCK ME MASTER!”
Her muddied tear stained face distorted in pain as she grabbed
with her fists at the mud and grass and whimpered into the soil
“please…. fuck me now!”
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Agent Jones produced his piece of paper again “this warrant gives us
the power to strip you Miss Roberts and you had better start
co-operating or I’m going to lose my patience with you!”
Rachel fidgeted and fumbled and bit at her lip as her fist’s
clenched really tight, Agent Smith grabbed Rachel forcefully and
pulled her to a wall, forcing her hands in the air and placing them
against the wall, ever so high above her head.
Rachel jumped with fright,
“SPREAD ‘EM!”
Rachel made a star shape across the wall as best she could and
immediately felt four hands rub up and down her legs and grab and prod
at her bum. The hands seemed to be unstoppable, they were literally
everywhere, as they darted up and down her body, delving deep inside
her loosening dress, pulling at the dainty cord rope that kept it all
in place, opening the clothing around her naked uncovered breasts and
rubbing relentlessly against her tits and pulling and flicking quite
hard at her nipples.
The endless exploring hands pushed aggressively up between her
legs and Rachel let out a gasped grunt when two completely unexpected
firm fingers found there way expertly past her tiny g-string and
pushed straight into her pussy, prodding and probing and wriggling and
searching deeply inside her increasingly lubricated folds of quickly
reacting flesh.
“Andrew….help!” Rachel pleaded, shaking from head to foot and
completely overcome by the sudden unforeseen onslaught.
“Better just let them do their job” she heard Andrew reply,
seemingly a little indifferent to her plight.
Rachel’s legs shook uncontrollably and they felt hopelessly weaker
by the second, as the search inside her pussy continued unabated. Both
special agents bent on their knees behind her and Rachel became
increasingly alarmed as she felt the hem of her dress rise and rise.
The g-string did nothing at all to hide her naked backside and she
felt another hand reach around her front and rub incredibly fast and
hard on her clitoris.
With an audible gasp, Rachel felt all the hands release her at
exactly the same time and yelped in surprise when she felt her dress
yanked down over her shoulders and in one sweeping movement it was
pulled completely from her.
“I….I….I”
Before she could get a word out, she leaped out of her skin, as a
blind fold was pushed down tightly over her head and covered her eyes
in blackness.
Rachel was shaken to the core, she had never been strip searched
before and wasn’t at all sure if what they were doing was legal, but
that feeling was taking her over again, that feeling of incredible
sensuality, that beautiful feeling of being so incredibly frightened
and so amazingly excited, both at exactly the same time. The thought
of strangers touching her, the feeling of not being able to control
what would happen next and all the while being watched was incredibly
intoxicating.
“Wh….What are you doing? You…. you can’t do that! I have rights!”
“I think you’ve been watching too much television Miss, standard
procedure is this for strip searches, isn’t that right Agent Smith.”
“That’s right Agent Jones!” came the reply, as Rachel’s tiny
G-string was grappled and pulled quite violently down her opened legs
and tossed away, her dress kicked along the floor, leaving Rachel with
an unbelievable sense of total nakedness. She was powerless to stop
them, she just didn’t know what to do, all she knew was that her skin,
her whole body tingled with excitement and her stomach churned
endlessly with fear, her mind becoming a spiralling, swirling, heady
haze of unreasoned thought.
Fingers and thumbs from four hands shot across her heightened,
tingling skin, becoming a blur across Rachel’s naked body, grabbing at
her tits and bum before descending on her opened legs and the
delicious, juicy space between them. Her naked, defenceless pussy was
the centralised target time after time as her clitoris was rubbed and
rubbed, fingers, so many uncountable, unstoppable fingers pushing
inside her time after time whilst another…. lunged deeply into her
bum.
Rachel’s arms began to shake uncontrollably against the wall; the
super fast attack was making her bum cheeks wobble as the finger
lunged inside her. Gasping and grunting, Rachel felt her body being
drawn to the floor, nothing seemed to work any more and she found
herself on the carpet on hands and knees, her bum elevated high into
the air, a climax coming at her like a thunderbolt.
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Rachel was almost on tip-toe, her arms and back and legs stretched
beyond belief, she had no control over anything that had happened to
her and perhaps more importantly anything that was going to happen to
her. Deep, deep desires were being played with and satisfied, she was
naked and on display and her bondage…. inescapable! Rachel’s tit’s and
almost sore erect nipples were pushed way out, her naked, glistening
pussy open and displayed between her wide open legs, they could all
see her exhausted, sweaty and panting body and behind her blind-fold,
her eyes closed, as Rachel became engulfed in the irresistible,
addictive, wonderful feeling of being exhibited, displayed and
on-show! An involuntary grin of satisfaction spread wide across her
face.
“Thank you Andrew!…this is so beautiful…!”
She knew she was safe, Andrew would make sure that nothing bad
would ever happen and this simply allowed Rachel to completely let go,
to submit….completely.
The room was so quiet, the only sound coming from her own heavy
and panting breath, knowing that four men could see her in this state
and not being able to see any of them was overwhelming. She felt a
weight depress the mattress and then another, they were moving
in?….encircling her?….ready to pounce on her?…. ready to use her as
their play thing?….to use her body endlessly for their own
pleasure?….Rachel so wanted to know what this would feel like!….she
began to shake!….the fear!.... the waiting!.... the apprehension!....
the unknown!.... the excitement!.... was to Rachel….simply heaven!
Another depression and another, they were all on the bed now,
Rachel could feel the warmth of their skin…. they were so agonisingly
close! But it didn’t stop her from becoming dizzy and almost fainting,
as eight hands and four tongues fell on her tummy and back and arms
and hips and legs and bum and thighs and breasts…. and pussy….all at
exactly the same time.
Teeth nibbled and hands rubbed everywhere!.... her pussy and
backside were targeted repeatedly, a particularly long tongue rasped
at her clitoris and was soon joined by four eagerly prodding fingers
from four desperately searching and different hands. Rachel felt her
feet leave the bed, becoming suspended in mid air, her legs spreading
wider and wider apart. As the fingers left, they were replaced by a
superbly erect penis, which soon easily separated her pussy lips and
penetrated her. The hard, hot shaft instantly began thrusting and
pushing and shoving, driving and forcing its way into her, deeply and
endlessly fucking her blind, naked body. But not for one second did
this stop the wandering, probing fingers as her pussy once more filled
with one finger after another. Without let up, another two slipped
straight into her bum, assisted by the super slippery lemon massage
oil.
As her legs wrapped around her lover, four eager and hungry
mouth’s surrounded her neck and face, kissing her and licking her,
nothing was spared, her mouth, her ears and her nose, repeatedly
kissed and nibbled….poor Rachel didn’t know where she was let alone
what day of the week it was!!
It was of no real surprise to her that in the next instant she
found herself being repeatedly fucked in the bum, she couldn’t
remember when the fingers had left and were replaced by this super
large prick. All she knew was she was in pain, immense, repeated,
glorious, never ending pain and Rachel felt wonderment engulf her, the
more pain she felt…. the more alive she began to feel.
“Faster!” she panted.
“HARDER!” she almost pleaded.
The prick obeyed and drove into her arse like a sledge-hammer,
butt fucking her until she began to wail and squeal like a pig. The
two pricks inside her built up a rhythm, when one was in, one was out,
both slamming into her sweaty, burning body at incredible speed. Their
sheer size and speed made everything so intense “hands everywhere?”
the pain was overwhelming “tongues everywhere?” it was like two
immense, steam-driven sledge hammers driving inside her “hands….so
many fingers?” Rachel’s mind began to drift down a bleary, narrowing
tunnel that was becoming misty, fuzzy and shady and darker and smaller
and smaller and darker and sma……….. “so…. many…. hands….?”
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Without another word from the guards the whips were cracked against
Rachel’s naked body, simultaneously the tails of two whips smashed
into Rachel’s sides and wrapped around her, cutting across her tummy
and her left breast. Rachel cried out from the sudden, intense sharp
pain, each one felt like a razor cutting across her flesh. “SNAP!” the
back of her legs were cut open, “SNAP!” “SNAP!” “SNAP!” “SNAP!”
Thin red lines began to cover her back, her tummy, her tits and
her legs, trickles of blood oozed from each whelp, Rachel’s petite and
delicate soft skin began to look as if she had been through a meat
grinder. She thought she was going to black out from the intensity, as
the aggressive, sadistic guards did what they enjoyed the most
“SNAP!”…. “SNAP!”
But then as the tail of one vicious lashing curled around her
back, up under her arm and ripped open her flesh on the right side of
her cheek, her teeth ground together and her fists clenched shut,
“AAAAAAAAARRRRRGGGH!” She screamed “FUCK YOU!”
The two guards stopped and just looked at each other completely
bewildered and then they stepped closer to each other and one
whispered in the ear of the other. Both began undoing their trousers
and by the time one of them went around the back of Rachel, the other
had already stepped up and revealed his erection, as he grabbed at
Rachel’s kicking legs and lifted them high off the ground. Rachel
gripped her ropes to stop them digging into her wrists and wriggled
and fought the best she could. It was no use, the really tall, large
and pot bellied guard already had nudged his prick to her pussy and
already…. Rachel could feel his bell end open her pussy lips and begin
to penetrate her.
Once he knew he was inside her, he pushed hard and all of him
entered Rachel’s cut fanny right up to the hilt, Rachel grunted at the
suddenness and spat at the guards face. Then she felt the hands of the
other guard behind her, pulling at her tits, smearing her blood into a
sticky goo. She felt his hot prick nudge at her bum; then he spat at
it and pushed his prick back to her naked, defenceless bum.
Her legs were pulled up even higher and wider and held in a vice
like grip from the guard. It was no use, she couldn’t move as the
prick pushed and pushed and soon enough, forced its way into her
little hole, roughly pushing inside her, deeper and deeper, until they
both stood still, both of them with their prick’s buried deep inside
Rachel’s cunt and arse.
Rachel grunted and cursed and continued to struggle, but it was
all in vain, as they began thrusting themselves into Rachel, fucking
and fucking at her cunt, buggering her time after time, both together,
both at the same time, tied to the post’s, in the garden of the
Castle….unable to resist, striped of dignity, frightened, without
control, completely defenceless, on public display, totally stripped
of everything she owned, all that she was, taken from her, she was
now…. the hopeless, hapless, pathetic slave…. of the Fourteenth!
Then her defiance took control “think you can fuck me do
you?….think you’re man enough to satisfy me do you….you weedy pair of
shits!”
“Well….I’m fucking you and when you’re finished and can fuck no
more…. I will be ready for more….you fuckers!”
The guards were paying no attention to her and continued to lunge
their dicks into Rachel, they weren’t interested in her; they were
only interested in their own sadistic pleasure. As the guards plunged
their dicks into Rachel time after time, she realised that the pain
wasn’t painful at all…. or rather it was pain, but it made her feel
alive and that feeling of being alive did one thing and one thing
only…. it made her incredibly horny!
Then Rachel sighed, her body relaxed and she knew she would have
to give in, she knew that being submissive was the only way to get
through this “okay!” she said “I give in…. do with me as you will….
whatever you say…. I will do….I submit….!”
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Rachel was already exhausted, the relentless attacks on her body and
the relentless pain was sapping the life out of her at an alarming
rate and each fresh new cut was more and more difficult to withstand.
She knew that already she had lost an awful lot of blood, she could
feel its stickiness trickling down her body, it seemed to be
everywhere and she was starting to feel really cold and so, so very
tired.
Her pussy was sore, it hurt relentlessly and she just knew she
could resist this evil no more, as the fifteenth man or maybe it was
the sixteenth?.... she wasn’t sure, eagerly appeared in front of her.
He gripped his fresh clean knife that would be soon bloodied and
opened his robe to reveal yet another erect penis. Eva had stopped
screaming ages ago and was now just whimpering repeatedly.
“Rachel….you promized!”
“Rachel….you promized!”
“Rachel….you promized!”
The incredibly sharp blade cut deeply into her forearm and the man
gingerly licked at her bleeding open flesh, his face coming alive
though when he thought he had completed that part of his duty and
grinned widely as he pushed his prick into Rachel’s numb pussy. All
feeling in her vagina was gone, it just simply hurt, as the hideous
fat man fucked her and Rachel resigned herself to the fact that Andrew
wasn’t coming for her and at the age of twenty-eight, her short lived
life would soon come to an agonising end.
She didn’t know how long this one had been fucking her but it
seemed a long time, when he finally grunted and jerked several times
and a look of satisfaction spread across his face. Even before he had
tied his robe together, the next one was standing there….waiting for
his turn and Rachel closed her eye’s, praying that the end would
come…. sooner, rather than later.
