A Twisted Trip (Bigscottishdude & LeaT)

[bigscottishdude]

When someone mentions criminal gangs and organised crime, most people's mind goes to The Godfather style Italian family gangs, or if you're British The Cray brothers. More recently, people might think of the South American drug cartels, or perhaps the Asian Triad families. Few people however, would think of North Africa. Many had heard of the chaos caused by some of the North African immigrants through France, but for the most part they were thought of as random acts by frustrated, angry youths. Few realised that amongst the many thousands of immigrants that were currently flooding the southern half of Europe, incredibly organised criminal gangs were operating. Drugs, jewels prostitution and weapons were the obvious sources of income, but these gangs had another branch to their business.

Throughout much of Africa and the Middle East, women were treated as little better than slaves. The wealthier one was, the more you had, and if you were particularly wealthy - a foreign women was particularly prized. British, Japanese, Latino and particularly American women were eagerly saught after. Some found women willing to trade their bodies in return for a generous salary, but demand far outstripped supply. The gangs had spotted a gap in the market, setting up a sophisticated network that carefully kidnapped women who they would then sell off at secretive auctions for vast profits.

It was one of these networks that Lea Thomas and her group of four American students had inadvertently stumbled into. The tour company she had organised the trip through were, on the surface, completely legitamite, organising hundreds of tours for American groups to Europe and beyond. However, the owner also had close links to one of the gangs, having been born and brought up their himself. Every so often a group, or member of the group caught his attention, and passed the details along. The group of 5 attractive young Americans had been just one of those groups.

The planning was completed weeks in advance, the group's schedule known exactly to them. The kidnapping was to take place on day 4 of their trip, when they were scheduled to visit one of France's legendary vineyards. The one selected was particularly isolated. A carefully faked road closure would see the groups rental car diverted along a lonely side road to nowhere, with a steep-sided deep ravine down one side. It was here the snatch team waited, a car parked at the roadside, apparently fixing a puncture; a small lorry on the otherside, apparently stopped to help but completely blocking the road. The plan was to snatch the girls, put a few bodies that were needing disposed of in the car, make sure the petrol tank was burning before pushing the car into the ravine. The impact and fire would ensure the identity of the bodies would be assumed rather than proven. The men waited, quietly listening for the sounds of an approaching vehicle, the message from the team on the main road saying the car headed up the diversion and were on their way.

 

[LeaT]

By day four the initial stress of leading a group of young girls in a foreign country was finally beginning to subside and Lea Thomas was actually beginning to be able to enjoy herself. The tour company really did handle every little detail for them and consequently Lea was able to let her guard down, little did she know it was all by design. Though not the oldest of her students, Lea really relied upon Megan to help keep the other girls out of trouble. Megan Riley had an almost motherly quality in addition to her Midwestern sensibility, and though the older girls didn't always follow her lead, little Emily Johnson was like a second shadow. Lea had already pretty well figured out that while Catherine Calicott liked to talk and act like she was a wild woman, she wasn't nearly as bold as she liked to lead on. Lea would have to talk to her about how that could get her into trouble one day.

The one girl Lea really had to keep her eye on was Sarah Adams. Lea kept both eyes on the bold senior who seemed perfectly content to lose herself among the French culture, especially the French men whom she was eager to meet. All five were young and beautiful and happy to be alive as their driver took them up the marked diversion, a detour they would have called it in the States. The view was breathtaking with the high ravine thrusting downward to their left, and the steep slope upwards on their right. Their winery destination a high point of the trip especially since Lea had agreed to let them follow the European custom of allowing girls their age to consume the wine. She called it a 'cultural' exception to the school's strict policy on such things.

Even the blocked lane was no cause for concern, in fact the girls were excited to get out of the car and get a better view of the vistas the road afforded. Lea had even managed to keep Sarah from drifting away from the group to check out the workmen doing the repairs. They were busy taking pictures of the landscape and group selfies when the trap was sprung. They would have absolutely no idea until it was far too late to do anything about it.

 

[bigscottishdude]

The sound of an approaching vehicle echoed up the ravine a little, giving the assembled group good warming of their approach. Fasil glanced quickly at his phone as he crouched beside the wheel he was pretending to repair - no messages from the lookouts he'd posted a few miles either side of roadblock - clear and good to go.

As a former army general, Fasil had quickly found a place for his skills, and the payment was significantly more than the impoverished army ever paid him. He'd been sent to France to oversee this particular operation, along with the team of younger recruits recently finished training at one of the organisations training camps deep in the deserts. The boys had integrated well in France, all working under the cover of government sponsored students at a nearby university. He hoped they'd maintain the high standards they'd been trained to, mistakes simply could not be made. He glanced at the two men sitting hidden on the back of the lorry, their assault rifles at the ready. A little nod was all they needed to let them know the op was good to go.

He signalled to the car as it slowed, pretending to work on the tyre. He stood and shouted over appologising in fluent French and explaining that they should only be a few more minutes. As he did, he quickly glanced at the five women who left the vehicle, he could see why he'd been sent to grab this group, they would all prove extremely popular at auction he was sure. He watched as the group took pictures of he ravine, allowing his men the perfect opportunity to move into position behind them and getting between them and their vehicle. Between the three of them, and the tall wall that separated the road from the steep drop into the ravine, the girls were solidly trapped.

"Nobody move, drop the phones and turn around nice and slowly, I'm not going to hurt you" he spoke clearly in heavily accented but perfectly understandable English as he stood up from behind the car, his own weapon drawn - a much smaller, but no less lethal pistol levelled in the general direction of the women. The two armed men stood facing the girls, the barrels of their ak-47 assault rifles trained steadily on the small group, their faces the empassive stare of a trained soldier.

 

[LeaT]

The precision of the operation was lost on the girls as the trap was sprung before they even realized anything was happening. The girls were so lost in the moment they barely even reacted at first to the demand to drop the phones and turn around. Lea turned first, prompted more by the statement that he wouldn't hurt them, her mind trying to process why anyone would need to say such a thing. Her eyes went wide seeing the assault rifles aimed at her and her charges. "Girls!" She tried to say to express her alarm but her voice failed her. Megan was closest to the teacher and looked to her, sensing the fear in her voice, she then followed the teacher's eyes to the gunmen. Instinctively she gripped Emily's arm so that she in turn looked at the gunmen. Neither said a word but the decline in chatter drew the attention of the final two girls until they all looked in disbelief and fear at the situation they were in.

To a girl, not one of them dropped their phones however, if anything they clung to them as if they would provide some sort of security against assault rifles. Lea found her voice as the danger began to settle in upon her. "What is the meaning of this?" She asked sternly at the apparent leader and looking hopefully for their driver, hoping maybe he would be able to explain this was all a misunderstanding. The two with rifles didn't look much older than the girls themselves. Their looks were hard and cold though, as if they could easily pull the triggers and shoot them without remorse.

"Is it money you want?" Sarah spoke up boldly, reaching into her purse. "You can have our money, just let us be on our way." She was bolder than the rest, thinking she was street smart. Her French was decent as well, Lea could help but notice even though it wasn't a particularly important detail at the moment. Megan pulled Emily close to her, wrapping one arm around her as if for support. Catherine began using her phone, wanting to live stream the event for evidence but she couldn't get a signal in this remote area. Like a heard of frightened sheep the girls all clustered closer together. Lea moving towards the front as if to shield the others from the danger they all suddenly faced.

 

[bigscottishdude]

None of the men said anything in response to either women, their eyes trained carefully on each of the girls. Despite appearances, none of them had much intention of using their weapons, using them as simple methods of intimidation, of course if one of the girls surprised them and looked like they'd get away it would be a different story, they couldn't afford witnesses.

Fasil's careful eye caught sight of Catherine attempting to use her phone, chances are it wouldn't work - the team had had to get a hold of some special phones to get a signal in the isolated ravine - but he wasn't taking that risk. He shot forward, tucking his weapon away to leave both hands free, pushing Lea aside and swiftly moving to Catherine. "I said, drop your fucking phones" he growled at the pretty blonde before grabbing her wrist in a vice-like grip and snatching the device from her hand.

"That goes for all of you" he shouted as he pulled the blonde away from he group a little towards the van, the driver reappearing beside it, another assault rifle in his hands directed at the rest of the group, ensuring none of them attempted to rescue their friend. Catherine could struggle all she liked, but shed be no matxh for his vice-like grip and surprising strength.

Once a safe distance from the group, he unclipped a pair of handcuffs, cuffing the wrist he held before grabbing the other and cuffing the two together behind her back. Turning his attention to the phone, he quickly erased the video she'd made of the little scene, before pocketing it. "Let's make sure you don't have anything else you shouldn't have" he growled into the blonde ear as he moved behind her. His powerful arms wrapped around her, hands roaming over her body starting at he shoulders and working down. As his hands ran over her breasts, he let his eyes fall on who he'd been told was the girls teacher, his rough dark hands spending much longer than necessary squeezing the blonde firm breasts.

 

[LeaT]

"That's mine!" Catherine protested as her phone was wrenched from her hands. Faced with such clear and present danger, none of the girls were acting particularly logically, their young minds not really certain how to process it all. Lea couldn't hope to stop the armed and much stronger man but she did follow both of them, protesting as Fasil dragged Catherine towards the van. Lea stopped as their driver, now showing the depth of their betrayal appeared with an assault rifle of his own. Lea could only look on as the leader cuffed the girl's hands behind her back. At least that was the worst of it, at least for now, she had feared he would hurt her. But why were they doing this? "These aren't rich girls, they won't fetch much ransom, why not just take our money and be on your way, we won't tell anyone." Lea's mind wasn't considering what value pretty young girls might hold in a foreign land, France was civilized, things like this shouldn't be happening here. But then Lea watched as the leader began to search Catherine, or pretend to, once his hands cupped her firm young breasts it was clear he wasn't searching. The leader's eyes locked onto hers and it was becoming clearer to the young and naive teacher. She wished she didn't know what she knew now. Catherine struggled but with her hands cuffed she had little choice but to accept being groped by a black man. Her pale blonde hair and white blouse seemed almost stained by the darkness of her assailant. It was a contrast Lea would not soon forget.

"This is bullshit." Sarah said to the other girls and turned to the high wall guarding the cliff face. It was too high to simply leap over but she began to hoist herself up and over. The guards would either have to physically stop her or shoot her. It was a stupid risk but she didn't think they were going to shoot her and maybe she could get away, though she had no idea where she was or where she would go. All she knew was she couldn't stand being on the wrong end of those rifles. She had her upper body on the top of the wall, her short skirt riding up to show most of her firm young ass, her black lace thong hiding just the bare minimum of her modesty. She wasn't really dressed for scaling walls so she struggled to get a footing to get her the rest of the way over. Megan considered helping to give her a shove but feared that it would endanger all of them and she thought Sarah was taking a foolish chance. Besides, Emily was clinging to her as if she was a lifeline.

 

[bigscottishdude]

The driver, who had been full of flirtatious chat and amusing annecdotes on the drive stared straight at Lea, his weapon raised and pointed directly at the teacher's chest. A little motion with the barrell directed her back toward the others. None of the men said anything in response to her words, Fasil just smirking broadly as his hands squeezed tight and lifted as he "searched" Catherine. "I think these tits might be more valuable than any money you may have with you" He taunted in English, as he released them, his hand quickly passing over her stomach before making a similarly similarly thorough search of the girl's rear, and between her legs - his dark hands causing her skirt to bunch up, his hand rubbing over the front of her panties.

His fun was broken by Sarah's movement: causing a moment of panic in the calm military man, although his face betrayed nothing: she couldn't go over that wall! A body in the gorge would be as hard to recover as it would be to attempt to cover up. He shoved Catherine toward the driver, barking at him in French to put her in the van as he sprang forward. He was behind the blonde in a fraction of a second, his strong hands pinning her thighs to the wall, preventing her from moving anywhere. "Going somewhere bitch?" he asked, his eyes briefly admiring the sight of her tiny thong disappearing between the pale skin of her asscheeks. His hands dropped to her ankles, "Let me help you" he growled, before shoving her upward and forward by the ankle, her upper body falling off the parapet of the wall and dangling in mid-air. On the other side of the wall, a very narrow ledge that she'd surely miss was the only thing between her and a several hundred feet fall onto the jagged rocks below - the man holding her by the ankles the only thing stopping her from freefalling. "Would be a shame if you were to fall..." He said, loud enoug hfor the whole group to hear, before finally pulling her back, her body dragged back over the rough stone of the wall before being dropped on the safe side. "would be a waste, so many better things to do to a body like that" He smirked at her.

 

[LeaT]

Lea shuddered with disgust and shame at the realization of what these men had in store for her and her girls. She blushed at his frank assessment of Catherine's value. She was forced away by the driver's rifle just as Catherine's skirt was lifted, the girl looked frightened as they shared what she feared might be a last look. Catherine had always been one to act as if she were a slut, but Lea knew better, she was insecure around boys and had no idea how she would handle being surrounded by such crude men. The young girl whimpered as her tits were squeezed, As Catherine was pulled back against Fasil, she suddenly realized her hands were pressed against the man's cock. She tried to pull her hands away but with her hands cuffed she couldn't. "Please just let me go...please." She begged him, tears beginning to roll down from her eyes as the seriousness of the situation began to settle into her. Her only relief came when Sarah made her dash for freedom, being thrown roughly into the van but finally left alone.

Sarah had no idea just how far the drop was on the other side of the wall. Suddenly shocked by the height she froze only to have her legs grabbed and shoved closer to the fatal drop. She screamed, her obvious fear drawing Megan and Emily to her defense. "Please stop, don't do it." The begged, small white hands gripping the strong arms of the man threatening to push their classmate to her death. They had no idea that the last thing Fasil would have wanted was for Sarah to plunge over the other side. Sarah squirmed desperately, unaware that her nearly bare bottom was on perfect display. She felt a rush of relief as she was pulled back, she didn't complain even as her blouse pulled up and her bare belly was rubbed raw against the rough wall. "Careful" She called as she was dragged back, she was suddenly face to face with Fasil and heard his words. She misunderstood what his plan was for them, thinking it merely a flirtation. "Why don't you have your boys put those guns down and we'll talk about what this body can do for you."

 

[bigscottishdude]

The two remaining guards pulled Megan and Emily away from Fasil, cuffing their hands as they did so. The driver, having secured Catherine to the inside of the van came over to stand next to Lea, all the girls now with a trained armed guard closely watching them as Fasil dragged Sarah back over the wall.

Fasil chuckled audibly as the girl spoke, "She's going to fit in well, they won't even need to train her" he glanced at his watch, they had a bit of time left in the schedule, and in such an isolated spot, there was limited chance of discovery, especially with the lookouts he'd set, maybe a little fun was in order. He looked carefully at the girl, recalling the pictures and profiles he'd been shown of each of his targets. He was under careful instruction that any suspected virgins were to remain so, but it was pretty obvious that rule wasn't going to be a problem with the pretty blonde.

He removed his pistol from its holster, throwing it to the nearst of his accomplances, before giving an instruction in French to the men to lower their weapons. The men obeyed, but remained next to their respective, handcuffed girl, threatening presences that would stop them from doing anything silly. Fasil smirked at Sarah, "Alright then gorgeous, the guns are down... lets see that body, and maybe you can persuade us to leave you alone." He smiled, his tone all of a sudden softer and gentle, almost charming - an act of course.

 

[LeaT]

For a moment it was like a general melee but the conclusion was never in doubt. One by one it seemed as if the girls were being cuffed and led to the van. All except Sarah, whose confidence was one of inexperienced youth thinking she knew all the answers. As Lea saw what was beginning to happen she said "Sarah don't!" But she could practically tell by the look in her eyes that she was already too far gone down this path to stop now.

As Sarah watched the leader toss his gun to another and instruct them all to lower their weapons, it only boosted her already overconfident ego. Holding her shoulders back to enhance her sizable young breasts she looked at the scene. She had never been with a black man, but had often fantasized about it. She wondered, hoped really that all the stories and stereotypes were true. She felt like a mix of escort and super hero, using her sexual appeal to get what she wanted.

Even Sarah didn't necessarily think they would really let them go based on her sexual favors, but she figured it was best to stay on good terms with them. Teasingly she popped one button on her top, her firm young tits seemed to want to burst out of the confining material. The opened top now showed some of the fine white lace bra she wore as it nestled her breasts. "You promise to let us go, all of us?" She asked, as if she would even be able to refuse them at this point.

 

[bigscottishdude]

The brief episode of chaos had resulted in the group being in a much worse situation; ok, they might not be at gunpoint anymore, but with the exception of Sarah, they were handcuffed, separated from their mobile phones, and herded together outside the back of the van in which Catherine was already bound standing to one of the metal supports that ran down the middle. The three guards stood around them, penning them in, but made no effort to put them in the van - they were going to have to watch whatever happened to Sarah.

Fasil shot an irritated glance at Lea as she shouted out. Her outburst got her a sharp elbow to the ribs from the guard standing closest to her. "Don't listen to her" Fasil spoke softly to the girl, still playing her along. "She clearly doesn't understand men like you do" As he spoke, his hand reached out, his finger tracing along her jawline, down her neck before tracing down her bra strap and along the top of her exposed bra. He smiled, his eyes enjoying the sight of her tanned, smooth cleavage so beautifully presented by the expensive looking undergarment.

"I'm sure we can come to an agreement" he spoke again, "if your good, I'll consider releasing the others. If you're very good, I'll let you go with them" he smirked a little, "a little incentive for you to give your best" The guards chuckled a little at his offer, surely the girl wasn't stupid enough to actually think they'd be releasing any of them?

"Now, stop teasing and start showing off that pretty body of yours properly"

 

[LeaT]

Sarah seemed to relish being the center of attention and even smiled as her teacher was silenced with a sharp poke in her ribs. She stood there defiantly, the only one not cuffed, raising her chin as Fasil drew a line from her chin to shoulder then down towards her cleavage. Sarah enjoyed being looked at and she tried to put the danger out of her head. She thought about all the firsts she could check off her sexual bucket list. First black man, first public display, maybe even first time with multiple men. It was like a sexual smorgasbord, sure she was worried, frightened even, but being a shrew wouldn't help the situation any. Besides, being trusted might give her an opportunity to escape. At least that was her rationalization as she began to unbutton the rest of her top, stripping it off until she was just in her short skirt and her white lace bra. She playfully threw the top at Fasil's face, putting on a bit of a striptease for the rest of the men. Sarah was a natural exhibitionist, she just hadn't had this kind of opportunity before.

Lea felt the burden of guilt and a bit of anger as Sarah seemed to enjoy her being silenced. She had so little control over the girl under the best of circumstances and this was certainly far from the best. She looked worriedly at the other girls, all of which seemed to show a combination of fear and amazement as they watched Sarah perform like a pro stripper. Sarah glanced at them, their stunned looks merely encouraging her, feeling as if none of them had the guts to do what she was doing. "You boys all want a good look?" She asked in passable French as she slipped her bra straps down off her shoulder. The cups fell slightly from the weight of her firm tits and pressed forward as she reached back to unclasp the expensive undergarment. Her nipples were hard and pink, she had no tan lines, and made no attempt to hide her luscious young breasts. "So what do I call you General?" She said with a wink and a slight shake of her breasts in his direction.

 

[bigscottishdude]

Fasil's eyes met the blondes, was she actually enjoying this? he wondered to himself, the smile on her face certainly seemed to be completely genuine. If only the blonde knew all the sexual "firsts" her and her friends would be experiencing in their immediate future, she perhaps wouldn't be so eager: on the other hand, maybe she would! His fingers continued their tracing as her top hit him in the face before falling to the ground at his feet, he couldn't help but chuckle a little; the whole kidnapping thing seemed to be completely unnecessary for this particular girl, they could probably just have offered her the opportunity and she'd have come running!

The guards all had their eyes half on the group they were guarding, and half on the pretty blonde as she eagerly stripped for them. In truth, the group were probably so stunned at Sarah's wanton actions that they weren't capable of trying anything like escaping at present. His hand slipped under the cup of her bra as she let the straps fall off her shoulders, his big, rough dark hand cupping around the firm globe of flesh and squeezing firmly. "All hers, and feel as good as I'm sure they're going to look" he told the men in French, before stepping back slightly, allowing the girl to tease him some more as she unclasped the bra, her perfectly tanned teenage breasts falling free for all to see.

"You can just call me Sir" he told her, his hand reaching out again, finger and thumb pinching around her nipple - finding it hard already as he squeezed - she really was genuinly enjoying this, wasn't she! "Keep going, let me see the rest"

 

[LeaT]

Fasil was largely correct in his assessment of Sarah, had he and his men singled her out in one of the local bars, she would have eagerly sought their attention. While the guns made her nervous and she feared for what was going to happen to them in the future, she did enjoy the attention. The forced aspect of it did add a certain sexual kink to it that she had always found arousing. She had been tied up before and enjoyed it, and even though for the moment at least she was the only girl not bound, experiencing it all was a thrill of a surprising kind. Even with the guards distracted, the handcuffed girls had few other options than to watch Sarah continue with her performance. Even young Emily was mesmerized, she had never even seen another girl topless before and had such limited experience with boys that she couldn't take her eyes off of Sarah's full breast being fondled by a black man's hands. Most of the girls had very little exposure to black men in any circumstances, to have them possessing them was difficult to process.

Sarah smiled proudly as Fasil announced the quality of her 'goods' to the others. "Yes Sir." She said as she tossed him her expensive bra and then felt his dark fingers pinch her pink nipple. The slight pain shot through her body but only enhanced her feelings of arousal. She could feel her pussy getting warm and wet with anticipation. Feeling all eyes upon her, Sarah smiled mischievously then turned around facing away from the group of them. She wiggled her ass as she leaned forward against the wall she had just tried to climb, hands against it and thrusting her ass back as if offering it to her captors. The zipper was in the back and as she shook her ass she turned back to Fasil. "How about helping a girl out?" She teased, wanting him to come forward and take it off of her.

 

[bigscottishdude]

The guards all watched the show being put on in front of them, the first time they'd seen a white girl topless in real life, although most of them had seen pictures in magazines and videos on the internet. They couldn't help themselves but glance at the other women that they guarded, their minds imagening what they d look like without their tops; although they were too well trained to do anything more than look.

Fasil's fingers kept their grip as the girl moved, letting it tug her breast for a second before he let go, his hand following swiftly to give her hanging breast a little slap as she bent over against the wall. His gaze moved to to her still covered rear she was suggestively wiggling in his direction. His hand came down hard across the nearest side, hard enough to sting despite the layer of clothing between his hand and her skin. "Not the first time you've asked a strange man to take your skirt off, is it whore" he chuckled, his finger finding the zipper and tugging downward. The skirt teasingly tugging down with the zipper, revealing more and more of her white ass to the watching men, and her companions.

 

[LeaT]

Lea had little appreciation for the discipline of Fasil's men, she could see their eyes wandering towards the more 'proper' girls under her charge and she felt obligated to try and stop this, or at least slow it down. She had never felt so helpless, especially when her guard's eyes seemed to linger on her full breasts, accentuated by her hands cuffed behind her back. She took advantage of his momentary distraction though to shrug out of his grip and charge towards Fasil and Sarah. "Sarah Adams, put your clothes on and have some self respect!" She scolded, her own breasts bouncing heavily as she moved towards them. Her eyes went to their leader "And you, release us at once. I am a Canadian citizen and these girls are all Americans, you will never get away with this, they will come looking for us." Fear and panic not far from the young teacher's mind as she breathed heavily, her blouse open just enough to give a hint at the ample cleavage beneath her otherwise conservative clothing.

Sarah for her part stood and turned towards her scolding teacher, her already unzipped skirt falling to the ground, she stood naked other than her thong. The younger girl perhaps having the more realistic impression of what was going to happen to them realized her teacher no longer had any real authority. "These guys are going to do what they want, I might as well have a little fun with them. It wouldn't hurt you to lighten up a bit either, or is it true that you prefer girls as well?" She asked, openly voicing the rumor that had spread through the school that Ms. Thomas was really a closeted lesbian. Megan and Emily gasped, not that they hadn't heard the rumors themselves, but shocked that Sarah would so openly turn on their teacher, even as she stood there nearly naked in open defiance.

 

[bigscottishdude]

The guard, briefly distracted by the girl willingly being undressed infront of them, didn't react until Lea had almost reached Fasil and Sarah. Realising he had let his guard drop he jumped forward toward her, but a small hand signal from his boss returned him to his post. Fasil released there was no threat from the young teacher, nor any of the girls. His eyes remained on Sarah as her skirt dropped to her ankles as she turned, the small thong the only thing preserving any of her modesty that remained, not that she showed any sign of being disturbed by it.

He slowly turned toward Lea, his dark eyes roaming over her for a second as he thought of what to do with her. Before he could speak, Sarah did it for him. A little chuckle escaping his lips as he listened to the girl openly attacking her teacher infront of both her classmates and their captors. He stepped forward, smirking, his hand moving rapidly to deliver a stinging slap to her face as soon as she was within arms length. "I know exactly who you are Miss Thomas" he growled. His hand remained on her face, a finger against her lips, "so is it true? These lips prefer cunt to cock?" He asked crudely, loud enough for all to hear. "Not that you'll be getting much choice in the future"

His hand moved to her hair, grabbing tightly and pushing her forward toward Sarah, a little kick at her legs pushing her to her knees infront of the younger women. He pushed her face forward until it nudged against the girls thong, "I bet you've always fantasized about getting to see what's behind thst thong, haven't you" he mocked. "Take it off"

As he instructed he leaned down, whispering into the teacher's ear as he glanced over her shoulder, looking back at Emma, "do as your told, or you'll get to see what my belt can do to the innocent looking one over there."

 

[LeaT]

Sarah looked at her teacher with contempt, as if she was not happy to have to share the spotlight with other woman. The younger girl had always been a little jealous of the popular and very attractive teacher. Lea didn't flaunt her looks like Sarah, but her breasts were larger, fuller even if not as well displayed. Sarah even smiled as Lea was smacked across the face then questioned about what all the girls at school had been curious about. Lea's face flushed easily at he crude question and the even cruder comment on her future prospects. This was Lea's worst nightmare come true, sexual slavery, she had heard of such things but never thought it would be something they would face in Europe.

Sarah seemed quite pleased as her conservative teacher found herself on her knees in front of her. She placed her hands on her hips, practically thrusting her hips forward as if she were going to face sit the older woman. Lea's eyes showed open panic as she appealed to her student for help then turned back towards the leader of her captors. With hands cuffed behind her back, Lea couldn't remove the thong of she wanted to, or so she thought. Sarah was more than happy to show her the possibilities however as her hand went to the long blonde hair of her teacher and thrust her face into her thong clad crotch. She rubbed the more passive woman's face against her thong. "Use your teeth to pull it down then show me how good you are at cunt licking." She taunted, as if she were the teacher for this particular lesson.

What small fight Lea might have had in her melted away when Fasil threatened to use his belt on poor little Emily. All the girls were protective of the youngest, though Emily thought she was tougher than they might think. Still she was truly frightened but didn't like to see what her teacher had to do to try and protect her. "Sarah No." Emily begged, not much more than a whisper as her eyes looked at Fasil, wondering if he would go through with such a threat.