Slaves of the Circle T

Chapter One-2

He bent down to Cassie. “Open your mouth,” he ordered. “Earl and me, we’re country boys and we don’t like loud noises.”

Cassie shuddered and carried right on screaming, even more terrified than before as she saw the belt in his hands and realised that he intended to gag her with it.

Tom shrugged, “OK, honey. Have it your way,” and with a rapid flick of his wrist brought the belt whistling down across the smooth curve of her hip, where it met her buttock.

The sharp crack of leather meeting flesh was followed by Cassie’s howl of shock and pain as a bright scarlet patch blossomed across her skin and stinging heat blazed into her bottom, then she howled again as the first blow was followed by a second, equally hard.

Tom lowered the belt, “It’s up to you, honey. Open your mouth real wide and stop screaming, or else……”

He didn’t complete the threat, but he didn’t need to, because Cassie’s mouth was already stretched into a huge circle, her eyes almost starting from their sockets in fear of further punishment.

He chuckled in satisfaction. “See now,” he said casually. “If only you’d done what I asked, I wouldn’t have needed to do that, would I? Next time, you’ll know better, won’t you,” and he placed the two inch wide leather between her lips, fitting it carefully behind her back teeth, then passing it behind her head and between her teeth twice more, before pulling it all tight and buckling it behind her neck.

Wedged immovably, the leather pressed Cassie’s tongue flat and she was quite unable to eject it or speak, the only sound left to her, a low, nasal whine of anguish as she tried, and failed, to express her misery and discomfort.

Not that it seemed to worry her captors unduly as Earl placed the toe of his boot under her right hip and rolled her over onto her back.

To her instant shame and horror, Cassie found that the action left her hopelessly vulnerable, for as her weight tightened the rope linking her wrists to her ankles, her knees were forced apart to expose her s*x and her breasts were thrust upwards by the cruel tension.

Pinned by her own body-weight, she could neither close her gaping thighs nor roll over to hide herself from the men’s eyes and as they drank in the sight of her nakedly presented body, Cassie moaned in terror, knowing that she had only moments before she was taken.

Moments were all she was given as the men grinned at each other, then Tom tore off his shorts to reveal his fully erect maleness and threw himself on her, sinking his shaft deep into her gaping s*x, his hands and lips pawing and sucking at her breasts and n*****s as she screamed in terror and anguish.

He had not had a woman for a long, long time and took her with callous ruthlessness, crushing her beneath his muscular body and pounding into her trembling belly until his erection twitched and juddered to send his seed hosing into her.

Squealing into her leather gag, Cassie whimpered and sobbed as she was taken, but as Tom rolled away from her, his lust temporarily sated, her eyes bulged as Earl took his place, his face alight with cruel anticipation.

For the second time, a huge, rigid shaft penetrated her body and as Earl lunged with irresistible power, his fingers tweaked her hardened n*****s, increasing her torment as sharp twinges of pain flashed through her breasts, her muffled gasps only adding to his pleasure as he ravaged her without mercy.

Taken twice in only minutes, she shuddered as Earl reached his peak and the heated jets of his spend pumped into her belly, tears of shame and misery pouring down her gagged cheeks as he pulled from her body and rejoined Tom to stand watching her as she tried to recover from the brutal twin assaults.

Casually, both men took pouches from their pockets and rolled themselves cigarettes and as fragrant smoke drifted away on the slight breeze, Cassie understood with chilling clarity that this was only to be a short respite in her waking nightmare.

The men had only blunted the edge of their lust, not satisfied it.

Soon, they would regain their vigour and feel the need to use her again and when that happened, there was no telling what they might force her to endure.

Miles from anywhere, with no one and nothing to inhibit their deepest desires, they could do absolutely anything they wanted to her and Cassie trembled wildly, horribly conscious of her isolation and helplessness.

Earl tossed his cigarette away and moved to kneel at her left side and as his hot eyes slid over her body, she whined and strained vainly at her bonds.

His rough hand stroked the flat plain of her belly, then moved lower to the joint of her spread thighs and a gasp exploded from her nose as his extended fingers slid over her labia and into her s*x, sliding easily over the wetly-glistening flesh.

Devastating arousal shot through Cassie’s body as his fingers caressed and explored her, her inability to move doubling the intensity of the stimulation and igniting an uncontrollable fire in her belly as he forced her to respond to his touch.

She tried not to, tried with everything she had, but slowly, inexorably, his fingers built unwanted desire in her until her body signalled its surrender with tiny forward jerks of her pelvis, as if to impale itself on his probing fingers.

His thumb found her c******s and as he rubbed the little, hard, protruding nub, Cassie gave a deep groan of despairing pleasure, knowing that she had lost the battle not to give in and that surrender was unavoidable.

It was not long in coming, for Earl used his free hand to fondle and squeeze the stiff buds of her quivering n*****s and as the combined arousal pushed her over the brink, Cassie screamed in overwhelming need and hurtled into a powerful orgasm.

Her belly contracted, then pulsed wildly as, from deep down inside her, waves of heated love juices boiled upwards to deluge Earl’s fingers, the awesome intensity of her enforced response bringing a cruel grin to his lips as he savoured her defeat and his total power over her.

“Hey, Tom,” he called. “Did you see that? I reckon we’ve caught ourselves one randy little b***h here. She’s gasping for it, just look at her.”

Tom strolled over and looked down at Cassie’s convulsing belly and the silvery juices oozing from her s*x and nodded in agreement. “I reckon you’re right, Earl. Looks like it’s going to be a real busy couple of days, ‘til we take her back,” and his hand stroked the growing bulge in his shorts that indicated his re-awakening lust.

Shuddering to the spasms that racked her belly, Cassie moaned as she saw the action, knowing only too well what it presaged, but even though she was appalled at the thought of being taken again, she could not deny the furious heat that swirled and surged through her body as she waited, helpless in her bonds, for her captors’ next move.

She had had lovers before, three of them at various times, but nothing in her previous experience had even come close to rivalling the shattering effect of being bound and gagged, ruthlessly violated and then forced to submit and climax against her wishes by men who had not the slightest compunction about taking full advantage of their superior strength to satisfy their most basic urges.

Cassie had never met such men before, never suspected that they even existed, never imagined, even in her wildest fantasies, that she could be treated with such callous cruelty.

Against them and their implacable will, she was as defenceless as a new-born baby and as she was compelled to recognise and accept their power and the hopelessness of her plight, a wave of submissive excitement swept over her and her belly burned with an even hotter flame as she resigned herself to the fate she could not escape.

There was not the slightest doubt in her mind that she would be aroused and taken again, whenever and however the men chose, and not the slightest doubt that she would be unable to prevent it happening.

Therefore, she could only submit to their demands, pray that they were not too hard on her and hope for a chance to escape.

She had a horrible feeling that it was dreadfully slim, almost non-existent hope, but it was the only one she had and the alternative was not to be thought of, for Cassie remembered all too clearly Tom saying that once she was taken to their ranch, she would not be leaving.

She had to get away, she simply had to, because she knew that if she didn’t, they would make her submit again and again until she became a sort of, well, s*x slave was the only description she could think of to describe it.

Her eyes widened as she imagined it and to her embarrassment, immediately felt a guilty and deeply shameful curiosity about how it might feel to be kept permanently as a naked prisoner and forced to submit to Tom and Earl and their employer and however many other men there might be at the ranch.

She tried to crush the thought, consign it to the very back of her mind, never to be thought of again, but the more she tried, the more it persisted and the more she told herself that she would never, never submit, the more she wondered and the more aroused she became.

The tremors that fluttered the flesh of her belly as her excitement increased, acted as a spur to Tom and he knelt between her straddled thighs.

Naturally assuming that he was going to have her again, Cassie was taken completely by surprise when he bent forward and pressed his face to her belly, his lips nuzzling her engorged labia and his tongue licking at the excruciatingly sensitive tissues of her s*x.

The shearly incredible sensations that burst over and through her hogtied body as he feasted on her most secret and intimate recesses were far too intense for her to even begin to resist and before she could draw breath to scream, she was propelled into an instantaneous orgasm.

Massive internal explosions shook her body and as scalding love juices sprayed into her belly and down into her s*x, Cassie submitted helplessly and totally to Tom’s lips and tongue, her determination to fight her captors and not give in, blown to fragments in the tornado of her need.

Stunned by the completeness and speed of her capitulation, she whimpered pitifully as her climax engulfed her, her brain reeling under the fury of her s****l passion and as his tongue lapped and sucked at the juices which spewed from her belly, she suddenly understood, to her horror and fear, that there was no defence against the unbearable torment that could be so easily imposed upon her.

While she remained naked and bound by their ropes, there was only ever going to be one outcome of any feeble resistance she attempted to make.

Her absolute and inevitable defeat.

In that frozen instant, Cassie knew that she was going to become a s*x slave, whether she wanted to or not and as she saw a future of bondage and subjugation opening up before her, her belly responded with renewed floods of love juices as her numbed brain gave up the struggle to retain control of her rebellious body.

Tom rose from between her legs, his lips and chin glistening with her tribute to his efforts and as he gave a chuckle of pure pleasure and stood looking down at her shocked face and pulsing belly, she squeezed her eyes shut, terrified that he would see the awful longing she could not hide and recognise her submission to his ruthless dominance.

He reached down with both hands and gave her n*****s a squeeze and her eyes sprang open, staring wildly up at him as her belly kicked violently and she gasped to his casual touch, unable to disguise her involuntary response.