Chapter 09 - Breaking The Duchess
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"Julia," said Ludivine recognizing one of the six new women who had just been
brought into the harem. Julia Stafford was the same age as Ludivine. They had
both been introduced to society in the past London season with vastly different
results. Julia Stafford, the daughter of the Duchess and Earl of Leicester had
become engaged to the eldest son of the Duke of Cornwall. Her future
father-in-law was the Viceroy of India. Julia had made the match of the social
season where Ludivine had failed miserably to attract suitors.
Ludivine and the others were relaxing around the bathing pool, having just
completed their noon repast. Some of the women were swimming naked in the cool
waters. Rebecca and Katherine Smythe had just finished having intercourse with
two of the guards on a nearby chaise. The guards, Azeem and Suleman, darkly
handsome with startling white teeth that frequently smiled were favorites of the
female captives. They had been mounted on the two sisters, energetically
stroking their hard cocks into the more than willing girls. The other seven
members of the harem looked on with a certain degree of envy wishing the guard's
cocks were pounding their pussy. Having just climaxed the two were about to swap
partners for another fuck when Captain Rashad appeared with the six bedraggled
newcomers.
It had been over a month since Ludivine and Elena were taken to the Bombay
Enterprise where they were gang raped and tortured by that horrible tit press.
Only in the last week, had Elena quit waking up in the middle of the night
screaming for the removal of the nightmare Malay tit press that was crushing her
breasts. Ludivine had slept close by her sister and held her tightly and
comforted her until Elena realized it was just a dream and her breasts were not
bound nor was she swinging high above the Bombay Enterprise's main deck fearing
her breasts would rip off plunging her to her death.
The puncture wounds circumscribing their breasts had finally healed. In the
last two days, Elena's spirits had finally returned to normal and she was once
again the witty, high-spirited and always eager for sex girl the other members
of the harem were used to.
Ludivine's breasts had remained a dark purple for two weeks from Sir Charles'
beating with the belaying pin. Ludivine had her own horrible memories of that
day. She vividly recalled the dizzying height and the intense fear that the
press would slip or rip her breasts off and she would fall to the deck below.
The fear was compounded by the pain of the metal spikes plunging in her breasts
and the agonizing feel of being lifted off the ground and having her body weight
borne by the connecting tissue that anchored her tits to her chest.
Some day I am going to put his cock and balls in my own press and raise him to
the top gallant vowed Ludivine. Then I am going to lunch while the winds play
with him.
Their harem life had settled into a routine. During the day, the women
relaxed, swam in the pool, primped, and engaged in lesbian sex. Guards
occasionally visited them during the day but more often at night. At least once
a week, a contingent of Karem Bey's palace guards would arrive for an all night
orgy. At first, Ludivine had been amazed that the women including herself had
grown to look forward to those nights when there would be several men for each
woman to service. When the appointed night came, the women took extra care with
the appearance. Ludivine and some of the others were being taught to belly dance
by an instructor that came each day to the fortress. During the weekly orgies,
musicians would play and Ludivine would dance erotically for the men. Ludivine
discovered that the provocative dance where she swung her hips and abdomen
closer and closer to a watching soldier got her excited almost beyond her own
control. The dance usually ended when several of the soldiers would grab her and
pull her into a pile of bodies where her clothes would be stripped and several
admirers would mount her for a prolonged period of warm sexual intercourse which
would leave her feeling languid and satisfied after the soldiers had departed.
There was the occasional whipping for some minor infraction of the rules. The
Claridge twins had snuck off to the barracks for a night of group sex. Captain
Rashad had found out and had the girls whipped. The Princess Aziza attended the
whippings and turned them into occasions for an orgy of lesbian sex. The
Princess would order the women to pair off and even select one of the nine for
her own amusement. After the whipping was over, the offender would be brought to
kneel at the Princess's feet to beg her forgiveness.
"Lick my pussy to show you are genuinely sorry," commanded the Princess's
spreading her legs and exposing her sex. The penitent would lean forward and
place her mouth over the Princess's well-stimulated vagina and slowly lick and
suck her until her face was smeared with the Princess's secretions. The women
had noticed the capacity of Princess Aziza's female glands to generate large
quantities of fluid. If the Princess desired, she would order the girl to open
her mouth and the Princess would direct a stream of yellow urine between the
girl's lips. If the girl failed to swallow every drop of the Princess's pee the
girl would be put back in restraint and whipped again.
Ludivine observed that the Princess was aroused at the sight of the guard's
whip leaving vivid red stripes across the breasts and buttocks of the offender.
Only last week when Kathryn Smythe was whipped, Ludivine was directed into a
torrid embrace of mutual oral sex with the Princess. Ludivine had screamed her
orgasm when the Princess's mouth brought her sex to a crescendo. Afterwards,
both Ludivine and Kathryn were ordered to kneel with their mouths open and share
a stream of piss that spurted from the Princess's urethra.
The Princess also took pleasure in ordering Ernest and Oliver to have sex with
their sisters. The Princess and many of the guards along with the other women
had been ordered to watch as Ludivine and Elena had first sucked Oliver to
erection. Then Oliver had mounted each sister in turn. Ernest and Louise had
also participated in these highly public displays.
Still, time passed slowly for the nine women. Ludivine and the others found
themselves looking ever more forward to the visits by the guards to relieve the
tedium. They had asked Captain Rashad for books and playing cards; but he was
unable to locate English books. Ludivine and Betty worked hard to learn Arabic
and both could now carry on limited conversations with the guards. Not
surprisingly, much of the their conversational capability involved sexual
intercourse. In time and after much cajoling based on feeding the Captain's
insatiable sexual appetite, they managed to acquire several decks of playing
cards.
"No man ever got his cock sucked more for two decks of playing cards,"
commented Betty recalling how the Captain would lay spread across a chaise with
each of his balls in a different woman's mouth while his shaft was massaged by
the gullet of another.
Ludivine became expert at bezique and other games they played to pass the
hours. She enthusiastically took her turn when guards arrived. Betty kept the
rotation posted and each of the nine knew exactly the order they were expected
to service their visitors.
When the six new female arrivals stepped into the harem, the women excitedly
rushed forward to meet them. Ludivine assumed (correctly as it turned out) they
were from a ship recently captured by pirates. The six were half clothed, their
dresses rent and in some cases bloodied. They looked considerable the worse for
wear. There were visible bruises and small cuts on their faces. They had the
haunted vacant appearance of women subjected for the first time to the swift and
brutal invasion of their sexual parts by corsairs. The nine, even Sally and Anne
the youngest, felt an immediate empathy as they recalled that afternoon on the
main hatch of the Bombay Enterprise when their persons were violated.
Julia, the future Duchess of Cornwall, was a short stout young lady known for
her imperious and haughty manner especially toward people she considered her
inferiors which was almost all of the population of Britain excepting the royal
family and those few at Julia's level within the aristocracy. Ludivine and Julia
had not gotten along. Julia and her mother, the Duchess, had not condescended to
speak to the Townlys since Sir Robert Townly was in trade and not part of the
landed gentry who had inherited their wealth.
Ludivine felt a momentary feeling of guilt as she realized that the Duchess
had probably spent yesterday on the main deck with a corsair between her legs.
If the Duchess of Leicester survived, she was probably on her way to Ismailya to
be sold as a slave. Every day of that voyage the pirates would rape her.
Ludivine also recognized, Julia's younger sister, Constance. Constance was
by Julia's side helping to support her older sister. Ludivine had met Constance
only twice but she favorably recalled the pretty, slender and shy young lady who
polite manner seemed nothing like her older sister. Constance at fifteen was a
year younger than Elena. Constance and another young female were supporting
Julia on both sides. Ludivine concluded that the other young girl helping to
support Julia was a servant based on her clothes that appeared to be the
remnants of a uniform.
"These six will be joining you," said Captain Rashad. "Make sure that they are
cleaned up and rested. Undress and bathe them. Their clothes are to be burned."
"Lorraine Connors," said one of the women to Ludivine as she thrust out her
hand like a man. Ludivine unsure how to react instinctively grasped the woman's
hand. Ludivine was surprised at the firmness of her grip.
"Ludivine Townly," responded Ludivine not quite sure what to make of this
woman who seemed a little older than the others. Lorraine had short straight
black hair and pleasant features. Ludivine saw that Lorraine had some ugly bite
marks about her neck and there were several bruises on her face.
"They knocked me about some for their amusement. There was no need I didn't
resist. One of them took his pleasure by using his teeth to make me cry out.
Have you food and medicines? We have not eaten in two days," said Lorraine
noting that Ludivine was observing her injuries. Lorraine had pulled her bodice
open to expose a smallish breast that carried signs of deep bites.
"They are savages. Fortunately, we have medicines and plenty of food. When
were you taken," said Ludivine.
"The Corsairs took our ship yesterday noon. We have all been violated
repeatedly. Some of us are much the worse for it. I'm afraid Roxanne has
experienced things no fourteen year old women should," said Lorraine referring
to a young female whom she was holding up.
Certainly Lorraine is not a beauty thought Ludivine but not entirely
unpleasant either. She's tall for a woman. Now there is someone besides Elena
who at least reaches my shoulder.
"Is there a place we can wash? My body is caked with pirate filth," said
Lorraine.
"Yes, you can bathe in the pool through the archway, the water's clean and we
have soap and oils, " said Ludivine.
"Ludivine, could you help me with her?" interrupted Betty who had taken
Roxanne from Lorraine. The girl had fainted and Betty was having a difficult
time supporting her.
Without hesitating, Ludivine scooped Roxanne in her arms and carried her to a
couch by the bathing pool. Everyone followed into the pool area.
Lady Roxanne Trimble was suffering from the shock of multiple rapes seeing her
father killed and her mother taken away into slavery.
"Let's get everyone into the baths," announced Betty. "The six of you need to
undress. We'll have to share our clothes until the seamstress can make you new
ones."
"Is that what we're expected to wear? I couldn't possibly wear that. It's
indecent," said Julia referring to the skimpy harem outfits that the women were
wearing. Ludivine noted that several of the women were not wearing anything.
"You can just go naked then, Julia," said Elena who had relived Constance of
the burden of supporting her sister.
"Elena, Elena Townly, you're here," said Julia finally recognizing her.
"Yes, there's Ludivine my sister," said Elena.
"Your breasts are exposed," said Julia noting that Elena was only wearing her
harem pants.
"It's too hot for the blouse and it makes it easier for the guards to play
with my tits," said Elena moving Julia toward the bath. This occasioned Julia to
roll her eyes and look outraged.
"Let's get everyone undressed and examined for injuries," said Betty when they
had all arrived at the steps leading into the pool.
Ludivine noticed that Lorraine Connors without hesitation began to shed her
clothes while the others held back.
"Modesty is something you must do without in the harem of Karem Bey's
Fortress. Captain Rashad said your clothes are to be burned. In a day or two,
you'll get used to it," announced Betty. "There are seamstresses who will make
you new clothes like ours."
A naked Lorraine Connors walked down the steps into the pool and swam toward
the other side, ducking under the water then surfacing. She struck out across
the pool propelling herself with powerful kicks and arm strokes. Ludivine found
herself admiring Lorraine's lean almost masculine body as it glided on the
surface of the water.
Betty brought a cup of cool water and a damp cloth to Roxanne who was moaning
slightly. The young girl began to revive.
"Poor child, she's just fourteen. They killed her father right before her
eyes, a musket ball shattered his chest She was covered with his blood and
viscera," said one of the new arrivals. "I'm Cynthia Weston. Roxanne's family
was on the way to Calcutta. Her father was posted to serve the Viceroy. My
mother and I were going there to meet my fiance, Richard Swift. He's a captain
in a Sepoy regiment. They took my poor mother to be sold as a slave."
Betty and Ludivine introduced themselves.
"Are you injured, Cynthia," asked Betty?
"Only a few scrapes, I'm sore in my female parts. The pirates raped us, of
course. There was a lot of blood when they raped Roxanne. The Captain, a man
named Asago took her virginity himself while the rest of us including her mother
were made to watch. After that they raped all of us for hours," said Cynthia.
"It continued through the evening. It was horrible how they kept at us. Even
after we transferred to the pirate ship, they wouldn't leave us alone. I believe
there wasn't a single member of the crew who did not rape the six of us."
"We know of Captain Asago. That was our fate too. We spent almost a week
sailing here because of a calm. The pirates raped us every day. Did you meet the
monkey called Aris? He raped us too," said Sally Claridge who was helping
Roxanne to drink some water.
"I saw no monkey. Four smaller vessels and a large East Indiaman attacked our
ship, the Liverpool Trader. Our poor vessel was quickly overwhelmed especially
by the big guns of the East Indiaman. Muskets struck Sir Roger Trimble and Mrs.
Stafford's maid; Kate was killed when a cannonball exploded inside the ship.
They both died. My mother, Mrs. Stafford, and three other ladies were placed on
a different ship. The corsairs said they were taking them to Ismailya to be sold
as slaves."
Ludivine and Betty had removed Roxanne's clothes while Cynthia spoke. Betty
examined the girl closely especially her sex, separating her labia and closely
examining her vagina.
"She does not appear seriously harmed, a little bruised. Her parts look a bit
raw but nothing ripped," said Betty. "Would you like a bath, Roxanne? The water
is nice and cool. It would refresh you."
Roxanne nodded her head. Betty stood up, stripped off her own clothes and
helped the naked Roxanne into the pool.
"Come, Cynthia, I'll help you bathe," said Ludivine standing up and pulling
her own blouse off.
"No reason to be modest here, " said Ludivine reaching to unbutton the front
of Cynthia's dress. Cynthia stood quietly with her eyes closed while Ludivine
removed her dress. Cynthia was wearing no undergarments and in a moment she was
naked. Ludivine saw there was a small amount of dried blood on Cynthia's upper
thighs.
"Is your sex injured? I see blood," said Ludivine.
"I was penetrated anally once my vagina no longer pleased them. It bled during
the first rape. All of us including Roxanne were sodomised. They made me use my
mouth to pleasure their member. The others were forced to perform similar acts
of depravity," said Cynthia.
"All of us suffered similarly when the Bombay Enterprise was taken. Come, let
me help you undress and bathe. Then you can rest," said Ludivine wondering what
the newcomers would think of the nine once they saw how they willingly engaged
in all forms of depravity.
Ludivine took Cynthia by the hand and lead her down the steps into the cool
water.
"You always swim naked," said Cynthia once she was in the water up to her
neck.
"Yes, there is little point in clothes. We have no bathing costumes. The
guards are not as bad as the pirates but they come into our quarters when they
want and take us. We take turns servicing them. Betty keeps everything
organized," said Ludivine.
"I'm afraid that Lady Julia still thinks she's the Earl's daughter," said
Cynthia. Ludivine looked to see the side of the pool where Julia sat alone. She
was still wearing the same filthy dress that had probably been ripped off her
when the pirates attacked. Her sister Constance was standing nude in the pool
near Julia attempting to persuade her to undress and enter the pool.
"I can't get her ladyship to undress and come in the pool. She says we are all
immodest tarts who suffer from the German disease," said a young girl paddling
up to Cynthia and Ludivine in the chest deep water.
"She's speaks truthfully. We're even worse than that and we do pass the time
in each other's company like German women, somehow it does not seem wrong here,"
said Ludivine aware of the Victorian prejudice of considering lesbianism as a
German disease.
"I believe there is nothing immoral about women enjoying each other sexually,"
added a nearby Lorraine.
"I'm Millicent Reasoner, Lady Julia and Lady Constance's maid," said the young
girl.
Their conversation was interrupted by a scream from the direction of Julia. A
naked and wet Elena had Julia by the hair and was ripping off her tattered
dress. The garment came off with a loud rip revealing Julia's stark white chubby
body. Julia's large thighs were bruised a dark purple and there were more
bruises on her pendulous breasts. Julia placed her hands over her sex in a vain
attempt at modesty. Elena wrapped her arms around Julia and the two of them
tumbled into the pool.
"I must get back to Lady Julia. She'll be very upset," said Millicent.
"In this place, you should consider your service to the Stafford's at an end.
We are all the same here. I'm afraid Julia will have to learn to live as an
equal," said Ludivine placing her arms around Cynthia and Millicent and drawing
them closer. Ludivine gently kissed both girls on the lips. Ludivine felt
herself become sexually aroused as her lips kissed first Cynthia then Millicent.
"It is in the gentle love of each other that we can take our greatest
pleasure," said Ludivine as the three women kissed one another. Ludivine was
surprised at the ardor the two demonstrated in returning her kisses, especially
Millicent.
Julia had surfaced sputtering and screaming for Millicent. Elena placed her
hands on top of Julia's head and pushed her under the surface.
Ludivine looked over to see that Betty was sitting on the bath steps with
Roxanne in front of her. Betty was talking quietly to the girl as she washed her
hair.
"Come, let's wash your hair," said Ludivine swimming toward the steps.
Elena placed her arm around a sobbing Julia and took her to the steps where
she forced her to sit down and proceeded to shampoo her hair.
"This seems so wrong," cried Julia in a quiet voice once all the women were
relaxing together in the shallow part of the bathing pool.
"It is wrong, dear Julia but it is what we do. We are not in London. We are
members of a harem and expected to act the part. They whip us if we resist. We
swim naked, have sex with any man who walks in here, often more than one at a
time. We also pleasure one another when we are bored which is every day," said
Elena.
"I can't bear it," wailed Julia. "I just can't bear it."
"You'll learn. It's not so bad. How many pirates stuck their cocks there?"
said Elena placing her hand between Julia's legs and rubbing her sex.
"I don't know. They sodomised us and forced us to use our mouth on their sex.
It hurt terribly when they forced their member inside my bottom. There were so
many," sobbed Julia squirming away from Elena's hand.
"That means you are off to a good start, more cock than you can remember and
all orifices in service," said Elena. That remark caused the women to laugh.
Later when the fifteen women were perched on the steps talking and washing,
Oliver and Ernest arrived. The six newcomers became agitated since they were
naked but Betty quieted everyone down and invited the two boys to join them. The
boys undressed and dove into the deep end of the pool. They swam to the shallow
end and joined the women where they were introduced to the newcomers.
"The boys have the same privileges as the guards. They can have us when they
want," said Betty. "But I expect you two to leave the newcomers alone until they
are settled in. They are bruised and exhausted from their rape by the corsairs."
Betty had noticed that both boys had shown an immediate interest in Constance
Stafford and Cynthia Weston.
"And who says that," demanded Julia.
"Princess Aziza, " said Oliver. "She is the daughter of Karem Bey and the
first wife of Sir Charles Danby. She is our jailor and rules over the harem. You
must show her respect when she appears or you will be punished. Ernest and I
spend our nights in her boudoir. "
"Surely not including your own sisters," said Julia. "That would be incest."
"The Princess directed me to have both Elena and Ludivine on the same day.
Captain Rashad watched to make sure we followed the Princess's orders," said
Oliver.
"As I recall, the Captain joined in," added Elena. "The Captain is quite
handsome.
"And well endowed," added Ludivine recalling the pleasant afternoon she had
spent servicing Earnest, Oliver, and Captain Rashad.
"And I have lain with Louise who I love as sister and mistress," said Ernest
his arm around his sister
"And I've had both of these young lads at once," laughed Betty. "It's a fine
way to pass an afternoon.
"So have we all," added Rebecca Smythe reaching over to touch Ernest's cock.
"Don't worry, Julia, you'll get your chance with Oliver and Ernest and even
Ahmed Zubaday," said Elena.
"Who is this Ahmed Zubaday," sniffed Julia?
"The guard with the largest cock I've ever seen. It's as big as your arm and
it hurts like the dickens the first time he sticks it in there," said Elena once
more sticking her hand between Julia's legs causing her to squirm.
"I am truly among the most perverse and wanton group of Englishwomen that God
has ever put on this earth," complained Julia.
"How long have you been in the harem," asked Lorraine as she rubbed her
breasts with oil. Ludivine found herself admiring Lorraine's dark red nipples.
"Almost four months," said Betty.
"And is this what they intend, to keep you here to service the fortress's
guards," said Constance.
"Up until now, but I think they have other plans for us. I'm not sure what
they are but I suspect this is not our final destination as far as Sir Charles
and the Princess are concerned. We have been trained as harem girls. For the
most part, we are well-treated all things considered," said Ludivine.
"It's a cage but a gilded one. Let's all rest for a few hours. The guards
begin to come after the evening meal. We'll try to get them to leave you six
alone for a day or two to let you recover from the rapes, especially Roxanne.
But if they want one of you, we cannot stop them but we will try to help," said
Betty.
"Help, how," said Julia.
"Sucking his cock or playing with his balls or asshole while he fucks your
pussy. It all depends on what they like," said Louise. "Two of us can make a
guard give up his seed faster than one."
"Oh my God," sighed Julia. "How could Englishwomen stoop to such depravity?"
"I'll do my part tonight. I wasn't a virgin when the pirates took me. My parts
are sore but serviceable," said Lorraine Connors. "I just hope they don't bite."
"I will also service my share. I am not sexually inexperienced," said Cynthia
Weston. "Richard and I enjoyed each other before he was posted to Islamabad.
There I said it and I don't care. I love Richard and when he said he wanted me.
I gave myself to him willingly. Now, I'm ruined and he'll not have me even if I
should escape this horrible place. I have nothing left to lose." Cynthia at that
point burst into tears. Eliza Hamilton placed her arms around Cynthia and held
her as she sobbed.
"We are all ruined my dear as far as society is concerned. We're damaged goods
through no fault of our own," said Eliza.
"Me too, what's another rape at this point? No unattached serving girl escapes
the attention of the other members of the staff. I have been violated so many
times by my superiors, what's a few more," said Millicent.
"What do you mean, Millicent," demanded an outraged Julia.
"Miss Julia, a poor serving girl who goes into a great house must expect that
the older servants and male family members will take advantage of her," said
Millicent. "It cannot be avoided."
"Name the members of the staff that have taken such advantage, now,
immediately," screamed an outraged Julia.
"Roland Sykes, the head of household, he took my virginity the day after I
arrived. Paul, the footmen, the stable hands, most of them, and Mrs. Marsh, the
cook, she likes young girls," said Millicent. "Those were the most recent, and
of course, there was Wilfred, the coachman. He really knew how to please a lady
with his mouth. He claimed to have learned that in France."
"You perverted little whore, anyone else, you mentioned family," demanded
Julia.
"Your father, the Earl," said Millicent on the verge of tears but looking
defiant.
"You lying deceitful little strumpet, my father wouldn't touch a woman other
than my mother, his wife, especially a member of the lowest class," said Julia.
"The Earl was very sweet to me. He always gave me a brandy and chocolate
before we did it. We enjoyed a bit of sport before he retired for the night.
Many nights, Mabel, the parlor maid, and I would climb up in bed with him and
have a go. Then the three of us would sleep together all warm in his great bed,"
said Millicent.
"You lie. My mother would never have permitted that," said Julia reaching out
with her hand to slap Millicent.
Ludivine's hand immediately shot forward to catch Julia's hand in mid swing.
"We don't do that here, Julia. We've taken enough abuse from pirates and
Princess Aziza, keep your hands to yourself," said Ludivine slowly releasing
Julia's hand.
"The Duchess knew. In fact she encouraged it. She was very much in love with
Lady Wellford. She told me she couldn't stand for the Earl or any man to touch
her," said Millicent.
"You're discharged from my service," said Julia coldly.
"Millicent was automatically out of your service when she arrived here. We are
all equals in the harem," said Ludivine.
"Well, except for Lady Roxanne Trimble, my sister Constance and myself I see
now that I was traveling in the company of whores. It's our misfortune to arrive
in this place where women who have given their souls to the devil and openly
practice the most depraved of Godless sexual perversions. My sister and I will
keep to ourselves and not become a part of this filth," said Julia firmly.
"I must acknowledge that I too am a fallen woman and was so before the
corsairs took me," said Constance.
"What," demanded Julia. "You are still a child, only fifteen."
"In the park when I was ridding I met an officer in the Lancers and fell in
love. I gave myself to him thinking he loved me," said Constance. "But he only
used me for his pleasure."
"What, you gave yourself to officer, surely he wasn't a commoner, when and
where?" said an exasperated Julia.
"At Prides Livery, at least the first time, later in his quarters many times,
his name is Captain Harry Dashwood and he is the handsomest and bravest officer
in his majesty's army. He gained sway over me and I did what he asked. I became
his slave. I even allowed him to share me with another officer and a female he
brought. She was very beautiful and a lady," said Constance.
"Major Wesley Huntington," offered Ludivine holding her tongue regarding
Caroline Huntington.
"That's right, how did you know," said Constance?
"I have heard that Captain Dashwood and Major Huntington are the best of
friends and often engage in such practices with their conquests," said Ludivine
recalling the scene and conversation she witnessed in Prides Livery.
"Wesley Huntington, the most vile and evil man in London," said Julia. "You
know him Ludivine, somehow that doesn't surprise me."
"I met him once at the last ball of the season. He is quite handsome," said
Ludivine.
"I wish he were here now," said Elena. "I have seen the Major and I would like
to find out if he lives up to his reputation."
"He is huge and so is Harry. I let them have me at the same time," said
Constance with a wistful look in her eye. . "They tied me and the Lady to a
saddle and whipped us before we had intercourse. I was surprised that I was able
to take pleasure from it but the truth is I enjoyed what they did and begged
them to apply the crop more energetically."
"Lucky, lucky, girl," said Elena. "I wish the two of them were here now to tie
me up, whip my bum, then take me savagely with no mercy."
"Whore, strumpet, from this day forth, you are no sister of mine," said Julia
looking directly at Constance.
"I will take you as a sister, then" said Louise putting her arm around
Constance's shoulders.
"We will all be your sisters," said Katherine Smythe.
"Enough everyone, let's get some rest," said Betty.
It was after the evening repast that Princess Aziza arrived with Captain
Rashad in tow. After the customary deep bow and unison greeting, the Princess
instructed the women to be seated. Roxanne was seated between Sally and Anne
Claridge who each held one of her hands.
"My husband and I have decided that with fifteen English whores in the harem,
our plans can go forward. Tomorrow will begin the next phase," said Princess
Aziza.
"I am not an English whore. I am Lady Julia Stafford, daughter of the Duchess
and Earl of Leicester. My future father-in-law, the Duke of Cornwall is her
majesty' viceroy to India. I demand to be released and provided a suitable
escort to reach Bombay," said Julia in a defiant voice.
"She's in for it now," whispered Elena to Ludivine. "I told the stupid cow to
keep her mouth shut."
"Captain Rashad, remove the future Duchess' clothes and introduce her to the
punishment bench. Let's say fifty to start," said Princess Aziza. "Tell your man
to take his time. I expect to hear her scream each stroke of his whip. The rest
of you pair up."
Captain Rashad issued orders to two of the guards. They immediately grabbed
Julia and pulled her kicking and protesting to the punishment bench where they
stripped her naked. Julia was all the while reminding everyone she was an Earl's
daughter and demanding they stop.
The guards secured the protesting Julia over the punishment frame tightening
the restraints until she could barely move. Once Julia was secured tightly to
the bench, the Princess Aziza positioned herself at Julia's bottom. One of the
guards stood with the single strand whip unfurled waiting to begin as soon as
Princess Aziza stood aside.
The Princess placed her hands on Julia's broad buttocks and forced them apart.
The Princess inserted a finger in Julia's asshole. Julia wailed in misery as she
felt the digit slide past her sphincter.
"You have a hairy fat ass, Julia, and it's a little red. I can see that pirate
cock has been inside it," said Princess Aziza as her traced her fingers over the
tuffs of short curly hairs surrounding Julia's sphincter.
"My father-in-law will have you drawn and quartered for this outrage,"
screamed Julia.
The Princess responded by wrapping her fingers in the hairs around Julia's
anus and yanking them out in one swift motion. Julia screamed with all her
lungpower as she felt a fiery ring of pain around her rectum. Next, Princess
Aziza stuck her finger in her mouth to wet it then inserted it inside Julia's
rectum. The Princess slowly pushed fingers inside until they were buried. The
Princess worked a screaming Julia's hole for a few seconds; then withdrew her
finger, leaned down and spit on Julia's brown hole, then stuck three fingers in
a squirming Julia's ass. Julia howled in response.
"My fingers have never been inside a Duchess's asshole. It feels the same as
any other," laughed Princess Aziza.
"Remove your hand, immediately," screamed Julia.
"You have a tight ass, Duchess, but before the evening is over, we'll loosen
you up a bit. The rest of you come forward and give me your opinion of our
Duchess's asshole."
In response the women as directed by the Princess, inserted several fingers in
a wailing and crying Julia's asshole. Julia felt humiliated and enraged beyond
anything she could ever imagine. She was used to being shown the utmost
deference by others. The fact that Constance her own sister and Millicent, her
maid, followed the Princess's instructions to first land a large gob of spit
directly on her sphincter then insert several fingers to stretch her anal ring
added to her intense misery.
"My father-in-law will come with a great fleet and blow every one of you and
your filthy pirate scum to hell," screamed a disconsolate Julia.
"Your future in-laws will no longer have you. You are a ruined woman whose
holes have accommodated numerous corsairs and the fingers of every woman here.
No proper English family would want to be associated with you," said Princess
Aziza running her hand over Julia's sex spreading her labia and examining her
vagina and clitoris. Princess Aziza casually wet her fingers with her mouth then
traced a swirl around Julia's clitoris. Julia wailed in response.
"Remove your hands. Stop it immediately, I am not a wanton slut like you and
the others," screamed Julia.
"Good, you are still defiant. This is going to be enjoyable. I will take great
pleasure in making you into a harem girl eager to please any man with your sex,"
said Princess Aziza as she stepped aside and signaled the guard to begin Julia's
punishment.
The first blow of the whip came down hard on Julia's buttocks causing Julia to
scream. The whip left a red stripe that contrasted sharply with Julia's white
flesh. The guard began to slowly and methodically apply the whip leaving Julia
just enough time between strokes to recover her breath for a loud scream.
Princess Aziza looked over the fourteen women and felt pleased. The women knew
that Julia would not be permanently damaged. There was a sense of anticipation
as they watched Julia's punishment. They're sexually excited and that's exactly
what I wanted thought Princess Aziza.
"Members of the Harem, you may relax and enjoy each other," announced Princess
Aziza. Immediately, the women looked to one another. Lorraine Connors moved
quickly to sit down beside Ludivine. The other women arranged themselves in
small groups. The Claridge twins moved to Roxanne and began kissing her.
The Princess walked over to Constance Stafford as Julia's punishment
continued. Constance lowered her eyes in submission but the Princess placed her
hand under Constance's chin and raised her face upward.
"How beautiful you are, my child. Your sister," asked Princess Aziza referring
to Julia?
"Yes, Princess," responded Constance.
"Was she not told to be quiet unless spoken to," said the Princess?
"Yes, Princess but my sister is proud and finds it hard to obey the will of
others," said Constance.
"I will teach her to be obedient and to follow my will. What is your name
child?" said Princess Aziza.
"Constance Stafford, Princess."
"Constance, I will sit with you. We will watch together as she is made more
amiable. Do not concern yourself, as no permanent damage will be done. Excessive
pride is a sin according to the Prophet. Learning humility will improve your
sister's character," said Princess Aziza sitting down by Constance. Princess
Aziza placed her arm around Constance's shoulder and drew her closer.
"Have you seen whippings before," said Princess Aziza reaching over to
unbutton Constance's top?
"Yes, Princess, I have seen servant's whipped and others on occasion," said
Constance her eyes fixed on Julia's punishment.
"And you found it exciting?"
"Yes, Princess, very," said Constance staring intently at Julia's reddening
bottom. Each blow brought fresh screams. Vivid, red stripes appeared across
Julia's ass.
"Please Princess, I was wrong. I will be in the harem and do as the others,"
pleaded Julia when the guard stopped for a moment to rest his arm.
By the end of the first twenty strokes, Julia was begging Princess Aziza to
cease. From then on, Julia promised over and over again to become a harem girl,
an eager harem girl willing to service men with all her orifices. Princess Aziza
ignored Julia pleas.
"Were you whipped yourself," said Princess Aziza?
"Yes," said Constance turning her head to kiss Princess Aziza.
"By a lover?"
"Yes, he whipped my sex. I begged him to strike me harder. There was another
woman too. Our screams excited one another."
"And you enjoyed it," said Princess Aziza massaging Constance's breasts with
her hand. She pulled and twisted Constance's nipple causing her to moan loudly.
"Yes, very much, he whipped me hard between my legs, there were two of them.
They took me in both my holes; my lover shared me with a fellow officer, and
then allowed another woman to take her pleasure of me. I was in ecstasy," said
Constance.
"Look around you, see how they react like true harem girls," said Princess
Aziza.
"Yes, but I am surprised, they are English," said Constance.
"Find a nice English girl from a good family, a virgin perhaps, put her in a
place like this and see what she becomes," said Princess Aziza.
Constance's eyes darted over a room filled with writhing female bodies.
Lorraine Connors topped Ludivine's long torso. Constance could see Lorraine's
mouth and tongue greedily licking and sucking Ludivine's sex. Sally and Anne
Claridge were each suckling one of Roxanne's nipples. Roxanne was on her back
with her legs widely spread. There was a large circle of women chained together
each using their mouth to pleasure each other's sex. Betty had taken one of the
double-ended India rubber dildoes, inserted one end in her vagina and the other
in Cynthia Westford's. Betty and Cynthia were rhythmically forcing the double
dildo into each other's vagina as they ground their clitoris together.
The guard assigned to whip Julia removed his shirt revealing a lean tanned
body. Constance glanced at the guard wishing he had whipped her and was about to
force his hard cock into her body.
Julia's screams had aroused the sado-masochistic desires of the women. Her
loud cries followed by the pitiful pleas for the Princess to desist had
stimulated their sexual desires. The sound of the whip as it landed on her soft
flesh spurred their needs for sexual gratification. Julia's piteous screams
excited the most depraved urges of the harem. Eliza Hamilton was seated alone
using both hands to force a large dildo into her sex. A plug shaped dildo was
buried in her rectum stretching her anal ring. Eliza's eyes were closed and she
was imaging that she was the one being whipped. Eliza fantasized that Julia's
screams were her own and it was her bottom turning red. Eliza prayed that the
guards would follow the punishment with a savage and cruel gang rape.
Julia's backside faced the seated women so they were able to watch as Julia's
buttocks, lower back, and hamstrings as they were slowly covered with vivid red
stripes.
"And they whipped you there," asked Princess Aziza placing her hand on
Constance's sex and rubbing it slowly.
"Oh yes, I thought I would go out of my mind with pleasure," said Constance.
"Remove your clothes and lean back," said Princess Aziza.
Constance pushed her borrowed harem paints to her knees and then off. She laid
back on the chaise spreading her legs to give Princess Aziza complete access to
her sex. Constance felt her nether lips being parted. She gasped with pleasure
as a warm mouth applied itself to her love button and covered it with saliva.
The sharp blow of a tiny hand whip applied by Princess Aziza followed this
immediately.
"Did you find that pleasurable," asked the Princess as one more she applied
her mouth to Constance's clit that was still feeling the sharp sting of the
whip.
"Yes, you may strike me harder, please," whimpered Constance.
The force of the next blow took Constance's breath away. It took all her
self-control not to place her hands between her legs and grab her throbbing sex.
"Look how wet you are," said Princess Aziza inserting and then removing two
fingers from Constance's vagina. They were covered in thick lubricant. Long wet
skeins hung from her fingers.
"Here, taste yourself," said Princess Aziza offering the moist fingers to
Constance who immediately opened her mouth and sucked and licked the Princess'
glistening fingers. Constance lowered her body and burrowed her face into the
Princess's hairy mound. The Princess parted her labia and spoke to Constance.
"Lick my hole and swallow my fluids," said the Princess placing one hand on
the back of Constance's head to press her face firmly against her sex.
"Fifty strokes of the lash have been delivered, Princess," interrupted
Captain Rashad.
"Put your cock in her mouth then inform the Duchess, she has a choice, either
swallow your piss or take another fifty blows," ordered Princess Aziza.
Captain Rashad positioned himself at Julia's head on the other side of the
whipping bench. He reached down, embedded his hand in Julia's brown locks and
raised her head so she was looking directly at his cock.
"The Princess has graciously offered you a choice," said Captain Rashad.
"Please, no more, I can't stand it. I'm not used to pain," said a tearful
Julia.
"Either fifty strokes or you can allow me to pee in your mouth as you
swallow," said Captain Rashad as he rubbed his cock over her lips.
"You mean actually swallow your urine?" asked an incredulous Julia.
"Yes, others here have done it."
"I can't do that. That's the most depraved and disgusting thing I've ever
heard of," said Julia.
"Ahmad, fifty more," said Captain Rashad to the guard who was covered with
sweat.
"No, I can't take any more," whined Julia. "I'll die."
"Then open up and prepare to swallow," said Captain Rashad pushing his cock
head past Julia's lips. It took a minute for the Captain to start his flow. He
began slowly. He had excellent control. He pissed a small amount then stopped to
allow Julia to swallow.
"English whore," he whispered under his breath. The Captain enjoyed his
position of power over the English women. He considered the Princess a genius
for the manner she had cleverly turned proper English ladies into wanton sluts.
He noted with satisfaction that Julia managed to gulp down her first mouthful.
His bladder felt full and the fat slut had a long way to go he noted with
pleasure as he released another mouthful. It took several minutes for his
bladder to completely empty.
"Now, suck my cock, English whore," said Captain Rashad pleased that Julia's
belly had taken on a roundness.
"Ahmad, fuck her in the ass, make her feel it," said Captain Rashad to the
guard standing at Julia's rear. Without a minute's hesitation, Ahmad drove the
head of his cock past Julia's ring then buried his staff until his balls slapped
against her labia. Ahmad grabbed onto Julia's rotund hips and embedded his hands
in her fatty flesh as he began to pound away.
After Captain Rashad and Ahmad finished with Julia, he ordered Oliver and
Ernest to penetrate her orally and anally. After Oliver and Ernest, it was two
more of the guards. For the next two hours, Julia was assaulted by dozens of
guards.
At the end, Princess Aziza walked over to Julia and spoke to her.
"Have you learned your lesson?" asked Princess Aziza.
"Yes, Princess," replied an exhausted Julia.
"Good, now open your mouth and suck my pussy to prove your obedience."
"Without hesitating, Julia started to lick the Princess's very wet vagina.
After a few licks, Princess Aziza had each of the women step forward for Julia
to demonstrate her submission. Julia had tasted the cunt of every woman present
by the time the evening ended.
"Good, I suspect we will have no more trouble from the Duchess," said Princess
Aziza as she left. And in point of fact, Julia never again failed to eagerly
follow the Princess's orders.
