1 comments/ 119338 views/ 19 favorites Janie's First Trip By: FINC The second floor apartment in the back streets of Prague had yet one more of a seemingly endless stream of visitors. As the rain poured outside the room was filled with a warm haze. On the rug near the open window an oiled woman was getting fucked doggie style. The man was pumping hard his hands gently holding her waist, his flesh slapping against her round upturned butt. As he came she expertly twisted her hips making him spasm in delight. "Ugghhhh shit ugghh!" The man fell back, immediately pulling off his condom. The woman turned to look at him her face tanned with dirty reddish short hair, dark massacred eyes and lipstick. Her thick enhanced lips glistening as she spoke in Czech to him. "For 20 more you can wipe your rubbers contents across my face?" The man smiled. "No thanks honey," he said back with excellent diction; languages been one of his many talents as a Private eye. "I've got what I came for." The woman seemed surprised, her offer was rarely refused. And with that he dressed and headed for the old medieval street his job almost over. It had been many years earlier that a young woman had hurried through an airport tugging her little blue case behind her. The flight had been on time and she didn't know how long it would take to find the right exit. She was only just eighteen and had pleaded with her parents to let her go on this foreign exchange visit. She'd spent her formative years at convent school and her parents where apprehensive about letting her out into the big world.But they had agreed eventualy. The last thing she needed now was to miss her collection and be stranded here at Hamburg airport: alone and lost. Her instructions had been to pass through check in, and then she would be met by her new family for the next four weeks. But after waiting what seemed an age no one had arrived. Janie told herself not to panic just head for the exit and then see what happens. She had a contact number in her little suitcase no need to stress just yet. The busy airport was crowded in the afternoon rush, flights from all over the world arriving and departing filling it with thousands of visiting souls, and as Janie walked briskly she saw a man holding a sign. "Yes surely for her. Wait no, it wasn't even in English." Bump! Janine tripped and fell back onto the tiled floor. She had walked straight into a girl coming the other way. The other young woman looked even more surprised. "Oh I'm so sorry," Janie said getting up. "Are you alright?" The girl, thin and leggy with long blonde hair smiled reluctantly and nodded. Janine realized there was obviously some language gap and smiled back picking up her suitcase, the girl already taking hers and walking off in a different direction. Janine looked back and cocked her head to one side in puzzlement. "Hmm she could have been my sister," Janie thought watching her walk away, thin waist and pear shaped hips visible in her cheap jumper and jeans. Janie looked down at her own expensive clothes and fine polished nails. "Well maybe not." She thought a little uncharitably. She then headed for the exit hoping to see her chaperone there; if not she'd give them a call no sweat. She had been right about the girl, she was similar to her. Janie was English, tall with long legs and fine waist. Her figure wasn't buxom but more fragile, school girlish with a pouting mouth and bobbed shoulder length blonde hair. She knew her legs were her best feature; looking very sexy and thin in the chinos and heeled toeless shoes she was wearing. Her puffed out fleece jacket accentuated her stick like pins. But there was one other thing that had been very similar between the girls, and it was the foreign girl who noticed first. Janie tried to peer over the crowded exit as she watched for her ride. People jostled and she looked and felt like she didn't have a clue what was going on. Then she sighed with relief; a man was giving her a wave as he stood near a large motorcar. He came over huddled in his overcoat. Janine smiled in greeting. Too young to be Herr Bulzer the head of the family she was staying with," it must be his son." She thought. "Hmm things were looking up." The man spoke in German, though his accent seemed more eastern. Janie was a little annoyed; she'd picked Germany because everyone knew they all spoke English. If she'd wanted to learn a language she would have gone to classes. This was just a holiday on daddies' money for heavens sake! The man took her bag, "come, come" he said eagerly opening the car door for her, putting her suitcase on the front seat. Janie climbed in the back asking him questions, making polite conversation. He just nodded and said. "I Take you there," in English, over and over. Mika was the man's name and as he started the engine he was glad she spoke some English; his Latvian was crap. As the teen relaxed and the car sped off she failed to notice the desperate Latvian girl all legs and blonde hair searching for her; dragging a suitcase the exact copy of the one on the seat in front of Janie. Janie sat back watching the post war concrete buildings go by and she wondered why the man wasn't talking to her. Then as he drove he opened her suitcase pulling out her passport. "Erm excuse me Bulzer jnr but that's a little rude don't you think?" The man flipped the document open looking at the long haired blonde in the photo then at the pampered face in the back. "Sasha?" He said. Sasha?" Janine wrinkled her nose in confusion," what is he on about?" And she leant forward snatching the passport. "My name's Janie." She opened the book to point it out. "Look Janie M... erm what, what's happened?" The face in front of her wasn't hers; the passport wasn't even the same color. "Wait a minute, look at the suitcase;" hers wasn't anywhere near as scuffed and dirty. Janie felt panicky," Oh damn, where's my stuff. There's been some kind of mistake!" She tapped the man on the shoulder, "we need to go back." Mika just nodded again agreeing with her." What the hell is she on about?" He thought, realizing his English was just about as crap as his Latvian. Janie was getting very annoyed he just kept nodding and grinning through the mirror at her. She kicked herself, " you stupid cow!" She thought. This would take some sorting out but first she needed to get someone to listen. The car pulled up to a three storey concrete house, guard dogs barking the door opening and a couple coming out. The man was fat and bearded the woman wore a scarf around her head and looked about a hundred, even though she was probably in her forties. Janie realised all three were no doubt first generation Turkish immigrants. Once the car stopped, Janine climbed out; her hair a little ruffled her mouth tight in frustration. "Please, please tell me you speak English." She declared. For the next five minute Janie stood there tapping her foot, hands out in a gesture of disbelief talking incessantly. Not that anyone was listening. Her three new friends argued, then pondered then passed around the passport jabbering in Turkish. Finally the fat bearded man went inside to make a call. The big man spoke to the unseen distant voice on the line. "Have we the right girl?" He asked. The voice was tired. "Describe her to me". The man looked through the window at the English rose; arms now folded ranting on and on, no one really understanding her language. "Tall, blonde, pretty, erm." He was interrupted. "Well that's her." The bearded man continued. "But her passport picture... and she says..." The voice on the phone grew angry. "You have her passport in your hand and you still need to waste my time. That's her, that's the best we could do, just accept it." And then the phone went dead. The man put the phone down and stroked his beard undressing the girl with his eyes." The best they could do? I won't argue with that." He thought in agreement. He returned to the group shouting some orders and Mika grabbed her cases, walking inside. Janie gave a gasp of disbelief. "What is wrong with you people?" Then she looked around. The street was a quite suburb, few people around, no clue where she was. The woman beckoned her in. She decided to go inside call home and sort it out. "Phone?" She said doing her impersonation of holding an earpiece. Once inside she quickly found her target. As she picked up the hand set the woman grabbed her wrist. "Nien! Nien!" She shouted. The bearded man suddenly spoke in broken English; Janine infuriated that he could understand her all this time. "Sasha the games are over, you start your work today. Mika is taking your things to your room." Janie began to shake; this was getting out of hand. "Now listen I don't know who..." The man lurched forward knocking over a chair. "Stop!... It is good you speak English. But why pretend? You must know your family has been well rewarded. Many girls have doubts when they get here, but it's too late. Now, get to your room!" Janie was confused and shocked, "what family? What reward?" The woman and Mika grabbed an arm each and she struggled with them up the stairs, the bearded man finally having to lend a hand to push her into a meagre window barred bedroom. "Relax, and calm down." The big guy said as he closed and locked her door. He turned to the wizened old crone. "Always the same to start with," he said." They're always the same." Back at the airport Sasha sat on the curb, suitcase tucked under her. She held her face in her hands unable to decide what to do. She had no idea where to go and who to contact. Looking at her new passport she could understand the confusion, they were very similar. There was a voice and a man called a name she had just learnt. "Janie? Hi, over here." It was Herr Bulzer the exchange guardian and also a ranking officer in the local police dept. Sasha looked back at him confused. The man thought she was the girl in the passport. She was lost and alone and didn't hesitate. "Yes," she called back in German; and Herr Bulzer was relieved he had not missed his young charge. Across town Janie took off her coat, the room warm and stuffy the windows nailed down. She sat on the edge of the bed hands on her knees. The front door went and from the barred window she could just see the fat man climbing into the car and heading off. Janie banged on the bedroom door, only for the woman to bark through the wood to her and then slam more doors as she went about her business. The young woman decided there was nothing she could do but wait. Maybe they thought she was an illegal immigrant, or maybe they thought she'd murdered the girl and he was off to get the cops this very minute? Feeling a little more hopeful she sat cross legged on the bed waiting for the police to arrive. Thirty minutes later there was a key in the door and Mika crept in locking it behind him. Janie shrunk back on the bed her knees up, her hand instinctively crossing her chest. He had something stuck out of his back pocket and Janie tried to look around his strong young frame as he edged closer. At what point she realized she was in a struggle was difficult to judge. First she thought he was playing. Then a crass attempt at hitting on her. Then attacking her. Until finally she started to realize. He had pinned her arms above her head as he tied her wrists to the bed frame Janie screaming, swearing, panting out of breath her face flush with horror. Once tied, he straddled her t-shirt torso facing her feet as she kicked her legs; his hands on her zipper and pant buttons. "Get off me, no, no what the, stop hellpppp." No one came. Her jeans were tugged over her hips, down her calves her shoes knocked off, her slim feet slipping easily out of each jean leg. Janie's eyes widened at what he had stuffed in his jean back pocket. "Oh God no, no you can't!" She screamed as he spun around hands on her t-shirt mounds. He slapped her face and she yelped her shoulder rising as she tried to throw him from her. "Oh, God stop, you mustn't no!" She pleaded as he pulled the ribbed dildo from his back pocket and then pushed it towards her trembling pink mouth. He forced the fat tip against her teeth and she groaned as his other hand snapped her lace panties. "No, no stop stopmmnnnngg." The rubber cock was forced between her lips. She looked wide eyed at Mika as she bit on the end, desperately trying to hold the thing from the back of her throat. "Mmmmmm, ggkkkh, ggkkk!" Mika's other hand was on her tight exposed slit caressing her blonde hole up and down; Janie shaking her head the fat pink cock looking bizarre in her luscious young mouth. She arched her back arms taut as his finger entered her. "Ugghhhmmmmm!" She gargled in disgust his finger inside her private tunnel. She couldn't have ever dreamed her first sexual experience would be like this. He was speaking gently in Turkish; his dark eyes lustful her delicate white body inviting before him. The man's hand forced her thighs open the rubber cock now at her entrance, pushing slowly. Janie was pinned only able to look down at her crotch in horror. She had never felt anything like this before her body so unexplored was opening up, a hole that had always felt so small was widening and widening her inside gripping the ribbed plastic as it probed further and deeper. "Ooohhhh heavens, no, nooo uggghhhhh!" She looked down in amazement the Barbie pink cock was achingly going deeper and deeper; her thighs making her body scream as she tried to close them. "Ooooohh noo!" She cried again as Mika carefully twisted the rod the ribs bumping her inner walls. He leant forward to spit on the disappearing rubber, then as he slowly worked it in and out spat over and over lubricating it. "Ugh, ugh you dirty bastard no, uggh please you mustnnntttttt awww!" She had her legs arched now, thighs wide the man pumping away at her very tight twat. He didn't look at her, just watched the cock go in and out only looking up from time to time as she gave huge moans; a look of surprise on his face as if he all he was doing was innocently touching her knee. The fact he could hardly understand her words heightened his pleasure, was she enjoying it like the slut he knew she must be? Yeah it sounded like it. Janie was distraught her mound raised by his hand on her butt, the cock pounding faster and faster nudging her deep dead end. "Agg, agg, uugh, ugghh!" The discomfort was less now, her muscles gripping the thing almost like they didn't want it to leave then resisting as if they'd suddenly changed their mind and struggled to keep it from re entering. "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ooooohhh shiiiittt!" Janie tried to reason with him, make him understand. "Not Sasha, mistake uuggghh, arr mistake my name Janie." The young man seemed to be paying attention. "You Sasha?" He asked still twisting the stick. "Ugggggghh nooo Janie; English, English eiee!" Mika didn't want to believe her, no reason to stop his games he told himself. Besides that was something he didn't want to hear. "If so he will kill you, then me." He said angrily his eyes saying."I'll teach you bitch." Mika began to concentrate on his rhythm, the dildo a blur in his hand. "Awwwwoohhh" Janie's body was convulsing, her pussy screaming, her inside rubbed hot by the plastic. "Ooh, ooooohh no, no stopp uhhhh!" She was almost detached from reality. "This can't be happening ooohh no it can't noooo!" She struggled less now as she tired; and for a few seconds she was still, her body arching as the man fucked her with the pink stick. "Uggh no, ugh, ugh, ugh!" There was a fumbling at the door and it flew open the woman and bearded Turk rushing in. Mika was thrown across the floor the released dildo squeezed out of her pussy by her firm muscles," uhhhhhh!" The older man gave a flurry of swipes at Mika, while he tried to explain. The man pointed to Mika's bulging pants swearing. And Mika shook his head pointing to the dildo. "She's no whore," he said nervously fearing another swipe." We've got the wrong girl." They argued in Turkish, Janie unaware the truth was finally getting out. Janie was appalled, realizing that the big man was only bothered that she hadn't been fucked. The fact that she'd been raped with a dildo seemed not that important. "Oh god what have I got myself into." She cried. The big Turk turned to her as she trembled. "This one acted so innocent." He thought. The pipe line supplying him with girls from the old Soviet states was long and complex with many shady characters along the way. Anyone of these could and usually did fuck the girls before passing them on; a perk of the job so to speak. However this one seemed fresh and un-sampled. He began to feel uneasy. Maybe Mika was right, if so it could be a disaster. He thought of his pistol downstairs in the drawer. "Sasha," he said ominously, "why haven't I heard you speak in your own tongue." Janie was about to tell him because for the fiftieth time she wasn't from Latvia. Then she paused, Mika's eyes burning into her. Was he right, would he kill her? She needed time to escape but now all her avenues were closing. "Because, because you don't understand it." She said her heart pounding. He smiled, "say something Sasha; indulge me." She didn't have a clue so she made something up in this split second she had. "Plotik!" She almost laughed, how ridiculous. The man looked puzzled. "And what does that mean?" Janie looked up over her drooped eyelids. "Bastard" She said spitefully. The Turk burst out laughing, saying the made up word over and over; explaining it to the crone. He then laughed again as he told her the punch line. "Plotik means bastard ha, ha, ha!" Mika shook his head protesting but the man would have none of it. "Good, good Sasha now you have finish your little games we can all get on. We have many customers a night here, in time you will get to know them all." Janie understood perfectly now, her heart beating overtime. This was a whore house, and until she could find a way to escape she was its newest girl. That evening she was made to dress in just a short silk nightie and led to another room on the floor below. This was larger, well furnished with a big metal framed bed and silk drapes, warm low lighting etc. Janie looked around nervously. "So this is a bordello," she thought sitting on the bed still in disbelief the door locked behind her. "Still no way out!" She needed to convince them she wouldn't escape. "Oh my god," she thought, the reality finally dawning." I'm going to have to sleep with someone." She heard people passing from time to time but no one entered. Each time she tensed only for the footsteps and voices to recede. Then just as she started to relax the door clicked and opened. She held her breath as her first client entered. The man was a huge black American in military greens, a US soldier, possibly on a weekend pass. His short cropped hair give his head a box like shape; large square jaw, deep brow. His chest must have been 50 inches across pushing through his green t-shirt, his waist resting on powerful thighs. He entered laughing with someone in the corridor then froze at the sight of the reclined scared girl; her nightie riding up her thigh. "Jez!" He said closing the door. "I'm here every weekend and I've never seen one like you before." He began to lift his shirt to show a black toned six-pack. "What's ya name honey?" Janie was transfixed by his bulk slowly disrobing in front of her. "Oh my god." "Name com'n." He ordered dropping his pants his Y fronts bulging. " Jan... I mean Sasha." She replied snapping out of it. Janie's First Trip "From Latvia I here?" Came the riposte, and she slowly nodded. The man climbed onto the bed only his underwear on. "Hmmm," he said listening to her public school accent, "you sure are a hot looking babe. But you ain't from no fucking Latvia." Janie shrunk back, "no please I don't want..." The marine stroked her leg his hand sliding along her thigh under her nightie. "Listen honey I've paid for a suck and fuck and believe me I'm going to get it. None of your pussy white guy fucking, no sir; marine style, hard, hot and lots of it." Across the city Herr Bulzer had been getting more and more suspicious. The young woman spoke German well but was very vague about life back in London. Also she spoke only German, and no matter how much he tried he couldn't get a word of English out of her. Sasha was getting tied up in knots over and over. Her host was a big soccer fan and she was getting all sorts of obvious facts wrong. Obvious facts if you actually came from there. Finally when his wife suggested she call home Sasha gave up blurting out her strange tale. The marine by now had both his hands under Janie's nightie his hands caressing her thighs and ass. She was almost rigid in horror her eyes desperately looking for an escape. He held her neck with his large strong hand pulling the girl onto her knees. His thumb hooked his pants down, tucking the waist band under his fat balls. The sight of his large 8 inch cock made her groan. "Oohhh!" He laughed. "Yeah baby, its big isn't it. Fill your pussy real good." The cock was jet black, veins bulging, pointing straight up. The Y fronts waist band made his balls bulge forward the skin whitening as it stretched. She had fantasies back in her snooty expensive convent school, sure she'd had; of huge endowed studs. But to be face to cock with one made her tremble. He had his hand on the back of her head his other holding his monster pointing it towards her mouth. "Oh God," She knew what he wanted. Janie closed her eyes and opened her lips and took the black dick gently into her mouth. "Mnnnffff" She began to suck the member filling her mouth, her teeth gently scraping the foreskin. It tasted hot and salty her tongue licking his tip' her lips encircling the shaft to perform the sucking motion. "Ugh yeah that's it slowly babe ugggh fuck." He pulled her onto him. "Deeper! Deeper, that's it uuggghh." Janie opened her eyes in panic; he was pulling too much she was gagging. "Mmggh cough ughhh!" She managed to spit the cock out, and he paused for a second before he pulled her back onto it. On and on this went Janie's mouth aching around his fat dick; gagging pulling away then gagging again. As she sucked he taunted her. "Gonna fuck you hard baby, I'm gonna hear ya scream, you know that don't ya? I'm too big baby you know it." Janie moaned as she sucked as in agreement. The cock felt massive in her mouth god knows how it would go up her. He pushed her back his torso soaking with sweat. He admired her lithe long legs tight together her mouth wet with saliva her eyes still large with terror. Janie gave a desperate little plea," It won't go in I know it won't ahhh!" The marine was between her legs his waist pressing her young thighs out wide; almost flat to the bed his iron hard cock pushing at her hole. "Uhgg please slowly ugh oooohh uggggghhhh!" The head parted her lips her muscled giving way surprisingly easily, "Ooooooo uggghhh oh oh no oooooo!" The cock was in her pussy and she looked down to see the black rod disappearing between her pale white skin," aaaahhhhhh oh god uuggghh!" He gave two or three slow jerks back and forwards the cock so fat it felt like it was sucking her insides out as he pulled it to the brim of her virgin entrance. "Awwwww." The experience was terrifying, she felt totally vulnerable the huge black man able to fill deep inside at will; his hands now on her back feeling like they could snap her in two at any second if he wished. She curled her legs around his muscled butt and felt her clit rub the top of his shaft her first ever sex about to begin, "uggghhhh!" The man began to fuck as he'd promised. At first Janie took the pumps with gritted teeth the cock curving deep inside to nudge her cervix. He was pushing her back towards the metal bed rest Janie gripping the struts with one hand the other pressed on his massive chest hopelessly trying to resist his thrusts. "Ugg, ugg, gg slower, uggh pleaes, ugg." But he just increased, harder and harder his thrusts getting longer and longer. Until finally his cock was almost exiting her slit, each time her lips closing around the tip to virtually seal her hole before he pushed back in over and over, faster and faster. "Uggh, uggh aw, aw, aw, awww!" The head rest began to clatter as Janie's small frame banged against it, her legs jerking up and out either side of his waist like she was slipping on a banana skin over and over. "Aw, aw, aw, aw!" The marine gripped her blonde mane licking her neck, biting her shoulders. "Uggh babe tight, fuck it, suck that cock in uggh common you bitch, ugghh." Janie fixed him a stare eye to eye her teeth gritted a constant hiss through her clenched mouth. "Awwwwwww!" Her pussy shaft burned his cock banging her inside painfully now. "Can you feel it, uggh? It's too much admit it Ughh fuck I think I'm gonna split ya." Janie hisses turned to squeals as she began to agree, "Aww, aeeeiieeeeee ugh ooooooohhh!" He pulled her flat on her back her dress up over her swollen little tits, and she felt his fat lips on them. "Ugghhh stop ugghh no moreuuugg!" She gasped her body glistening with perspiration. He pulled her hair, snapping her head back with a howl from Janie. He was grunting as he pump hard into her," it's not over, not over, no way, no sir," and Janie moaned in despair as he removed his rampant dick from her tight twat wiping his brow intent on a new position Janie couldn't imagine his cock could get any deeper or make her feel any fuller but she was terribly wrong. On all four she gripped the bed frame as he pounded her pussy doggy style. In this position his cock seemed to thrust unhindered to her gut, any minute Janie expecting it to spew from her wide howling mouth, her pink lips dry, her nose upturned, her eyes crossing in sensation.. "Awwwww ugh, ugh, ugh, I think uhh I'm gonnaaaa be siickk!" The man was working her butt like an exercise machine. Phut! Phut! Phut! Phut! The marine was beginning to reach his peak, his gripping hands digging into her tight waste. "I isn't stopping for nothing uggg, uggg come on, come on just a little more ugh aggg ooh here it comes." And with that she suddenly realized he wasn't using protection. "Ohh uggg ooh no, nooo oooowww!" The man's big balls didn't disappoint as he frothed in her. Janie gave a school girl yelp as her inners filled with long sticky strands of marine come. "Uuuuuggggghh yeahhhhhhuggg!" His cock slopped out of her, spunk spitting from her sore slit, her cunt tingling with what felt like gallons of seed. "Ohhhhh no, ugggggggg!" She lay on the bed moaning and holding herself feeling exhausted and humiliated. The marine was already nearly dressed; and with a curt "thanks honey," he left not giving a second though to the ravished girl. Janie curled in her cell bed that night shivering, her body aching, her mind numb. The Turk stood over her. "You did well tonight now get some rest, you'll need it." He said ominously as the door closed and then locked. He felt uneasy maybe this girl wasn't who everyone thought she was. The marine had also suggested that to him. His mind turned to the drawer again where he kept the old army service revolver. Very early in the morning she was woken by the door creaking open; it was Mika again! Before she could yell he had her pinned, his hand over her mouth. "Ssssssh you wake them." He whispered. Janie intended to do just that and she struggled more, biting his hand. "No my father has gun, he knows you are not girl on passport. I help you escape no?" Janie froze, and then nodded in agreement." Yes. Please, I just want to go home." He nodded also. "Good, but first you do something for me?" Janie had to make a decision; she had no choice she had to escape. "Ok... What do you want?" She said after a long pause, lowering her eyes already sure she would not like the answer. Mika's breathing was becoming an audible pant. "Quiet!" He thought to himself, "You'll wake everyone." The sexy girl was now on her knees face down on the pillow ass high, silent. His hands were sweating and he felt very nervous. She'd not moved just shivered as he had spread her ass cheeks and licked her pink anus up and down. Now his finger smeared with grease was putting pressure on her hole. Janie bit the pillow her talons gripping the sheet. "No, please this isn't right," she said in a vain attempt to renegotiate. "Ssssssshh," he said again adding, "trust me Janie." "Mmmmmm!" She gave a muffeled moan as his finger poked her rear slowly, her anus ring gripping his didgit tightly. She wriggled a little as he forced another finger in widening her hole. "Ugghh!" "Sssssssh!" He hissed his eyes frightened and aroused at the same time. "You must keep quiet while I do it!" He said fearful of the big turk, and Janie felt his pelvis and cock press against her ass cheeks. "Ugghh, mmmmmfff!" Janie couldn't help it as his cock pushed her butt. She moaned again his hand quickly covering her mouth as his cock opened her sphincter. "Mmmmgggggaa!" He thought he would come immediately; his cock squeezed so tight, her hot inside sending his cock head wild. "Uhhhhhhh," now it was his turn to make too much noise. "Ug, ug, ug!" He gasped, his cock pushing back and forth with a lot of difficulty. Janie tired to scream the sensation too much. "Bad idea, bad idea," her mind repeated over and over as her young rear burned with friction hand still over her mouth. "Ugghhmnmmnfff!" He got himself into a steady motion, hand on her hips his dick ramming straight in towards her head. "Ugh, ugh, ugh!" The bed was shaking slightly and the metal rattling grew louder and louder." Ugh, ugh, ugh!" His stamina was not deserting him. His cock had threatened to explode as soon as he was up her; now it went about its task steadily unhurried, Mika sexual confidence growing as his cock remained steel hard but under control. Slock, slock, slock! He was unable to hold his hand to her mouth for ever and Janie now gave little cries of discomfort at each thrust. "Ee, eie, iee awww slower, uggh slowerugghh!" Suddenly he almost collapsed on her back. For a second she thought he was having a heart attack. "Ugh, ugh, ugh, uuuuuhhh, gggggggggggg!" His prick was flexing inside her; tight anal muscles feeling it judder the spunk pumping into her rear tunnel."Uugggkkkkkk!" "Uhh thank you uuhh thank you." He said still a heavy weight on her kneeling frame. Janie could only lay there sprawled out his cock deflating his panting slowing. She quickly reminded him of the deal. "Oh yes, escape err tomorrow maybe? Yes tomorrow," he said disinterested. Janie's heart began to sink. "Oh fuck you stupid bitch." She thought to herself slowly shaking her head. That morning Herr Bulzer had already held two briefings, there would be round the clock shake downs, and all informers would be pressed till they squealed. This was a city disgrace, not to mention a humiliation for him. The English girl had to be found. Janie spent that first day milling around the house, she was allowed to shower, walk about upstairs (all exist were securely barred) and even watch some TV. She began to get the impression they were relaxing. She even saw two other girls but didn't speak to them. She noticed them coming back from the shops unaccompanied. Just a little while longer and they would be off their guard enough to let her outside. As evening approached the crone brought her a sexy silver dress and sling back shoes. "Put these on for tonight." She ordered before disappearing again. The Turk had also returned and he came to see her. "We have a special customer who'd like to see you. I expect you to be behave yourself while I drive you there." Janie shook her head; she didn't like the sound of this. Leaving the building, his son had been right; he was going to kill her. Janie only had a few minutes left until she would find out. She was taken out to the car the dark evening giving cover to the gang's escapades. She had no chance to shout as they'd had to struggle again to dress her and get her downstairs, finally the woman had poured chloroform onto a cloth and she had sparked out in seconds. She lapsed in and out of consciousness each time been re-drugged a little more. When she finally began to come around all she could remember was that she was in a large country house. She had heard a dinner party going on, while she was been quickly carried upstairs. Her senses were slowly returning and she groaned, her muscles aching her eyelid so heavy. In the dim room were four men. All in their forties or fifties; some were in shirts others dinner jackets. They were a mixed range of balding, fat, hairy & down right ugly. The men smelt of drink and cigars their bodies busting from their tight evening wear. Unseen to Janie the big Turk stood in a dark corner. Normally he would leave his clients to get on with it, but today was different. The girl was really causing him problems and he was unsure his customers would be happy with their eyes scratched out. He had given her a relaxant, which was also an effective sexual stimulant and he hoped it would make her more compliant. But he couldn't be sure. Apart from that this girl really was sexy. She was so innocent, beautiful eyes and pink lips. Her skin was soft and healthy and her long legs good enough for the movies. No, why kid himself he wanted to see her fucked. "Hopefully it'll make her see sense and start behaving." He thought as he remained silent the old men crowding the bed to caress her body. Janie vision was slowly clearing, she knew she wasn't alone. Her dress was ripping and she could smell drink and other odours around her. She moaned again as a hand, and then another stroked her body. "Ahhhh" She opened her eyes to see two hands kneading her now exposed tits. The adequate white mounds were twisted the nipples pressed by fat thumbs. "Oh no, no,uuhh." She had other hands on her ass, others stroking between her legs touching her newly penetrate slit. "Ahh, uh, ugggg no wait please, you can't I'm..." One of the men pushed two fingers into her mouth pressing her tongue down."Mmmnnnfff" The men were slowly disrobing, not wanting to take their hands off her body for a fraction too long. She managed to shake her head free of the fingers. "Stop, stop I'm not what you think, ughh, please uhh stop doing that." The Turk felt his cock hardening as he watched silently. One man was down on her slit his hands pushing her thighs wide as he gave gentle licking motions up and down her blonde hole. Another had bent his arm under her back and now groped both tits roughly giving Janie a dirty bear hug. Another continued to play with her mouth, licking her face gripping handfuls of blonde hair. The last was holding one of her legs up and out helping his muff diving friend. This man already had his hard cock out and he held it at the base sliding it up and down her soft calves. Janie hands were outnumbered she tried to push one hand away then another took over. She pushed the man down from her licked cunt, only for other hands to pin her back and the man continue. She was groaning, the tonguing and tit massaging making her tingle, her head feeling fuzzy. She shook her head, "no, no, no," as the leg fucker pushed his colleague away from her hole and climbed on top of her. "Uh no, oh, god, ugh uggh ooooooooohhh!" The old bastard eased his cock into her pussy. "Oh god, no!" She moaned, the man beginning to rut, spittle foaming from his mouth. Janie felt revolted yet her body was aroused, her chest feeling tight her pelvis tingling. The man face was twisted as he forced his meagre cock in and out, the others encouraging him. The Turk listened as they gloated in Teutonic lust. "Ah, she's so tight and dry, uggh, so much for your tonguing Franz. Ughh, yess you little whore you like it don't you?" The Turk whished he'd had a video camera. He'd seen his fair share of porn, in fact he'd filmed enough himself; but this scene was something special. The men could speak English, they understood her pleas and protests it only heightened their feeling of power. The stupid slut wasn't making any sense but they knew she was worth the expense. Janie began to gasp and grunt over and over the man fucking faster his face red. Another man laugh nodding to her telling her the fucker was going to come. This she needed no translation to understand. Her sore twat suddenly felt soaked the man's come lubricating his final desperate thrusts. "Ugh,ugh ich komme! Uuggghh!" The house was in its own grounds and now that the other guests had left no one could hear the wretched screams and animal wails from the old servant's room. Janie had almost feinted, her backside was been spanked as she was made to kneel on all fours two cocks at her face. The other two men either side of her rear slapping one after the other over and over; a cheek each. She was yelping holding one cock in her tiny hand not just to keep it from her face but also to grip onto as her ass bucked with each slap. "Aww, aww no, no stop, stop, uggghhh!" She was been treated like a bitch, but the drugs only made her more excited, her pussy beginning to dampen The men spoke in German pointing and she nodded her eyes desperate but also excited. "Yes, yes ok oh aww stop I'll do it." The two men spanking her stopped; both puffing out of breath and Janie gingerly took one then both cocks simultaneously between her lips. "Mmmnn slurp, ugh mnnghh cough slurp, slurp." Her lips stretch to splitting both men in her hot tender mouth. The two wrinkly cocks could hardly move and filled her cheeks, pushing her tongue back as it slithered over their tender spunk holes. They groaned in unison gripping her head pulling her onto their members. "Ja, ja ser gut, ugghh!" The two arse slapper's caressed her red butt more gently one of them his cock spent the others rock hard pointing straight out thin and curved. "Mmnnngggggg "She began to baulk; the two cocks firm between her lips now the long rod been push hard up her cunt from behind. "Mmmmmghhh!" She shuddered as the next fucking began, taking cocks at both ends all the men grunting and gritting their teeth as soft flesh was pressed and pounded. Janie was past fighting her eyes welled up as she gulped and rocked her now lubricated pussy taking the ribbing like an expert. The man was fucking faster and faster and she spat and pushed the cocks from her mouth gripping the bed still on all fours. "Ahhh, ahhh, god, ugghhhh ooooooooohhhh!" The man pulled out, his naked torso red and wet with perspiration. Janie felt herself been forced face down onto the pillow and then gave a shriek "Arrgghh, ugh,uuughh,uggggggggg!" The man was pushing up her sweaty ass. She was screaming as he went deeper and deeper hands on her waist his thin bent cock ideal for busting her curved canal. "Ugghhh jezzzzzz arrghhhhh!" The Turk was hard his hand down the front of his pants. Her face was too much, so sure of herself earlier, nothing would faze her. Now in terror blue eyes wide in total defeat as the man used all his strength to bury his rod up her shitter. "Ugggggggg no,no uggh stop,ugghh!" Janie's First Trip Janie was delirious her head swimming. Her ass was burning her pussy tired and ravished. She could only make weak attempts at resistance as the three men discussed then took her in any position they wanted; all the while her body becoming hotter and hotter. First the man remained up her ass as another fucked her in the mouth. Janie felt her clit hardening, her groin getting wetter. Then they had her on the side of the bed one man sat with Janie impaled on his dick the other standing fucking her from the front the third making her suck him off over her shoulder. "Oh god," She thought her body full of meat," oh this is disgusting but feels sooo good! What is wrong with me?" The one up her cunt went rigid as his cock exploded then gave four or five hard thrusts Janie grunting her legs flying out at her sides as the thrust bounced her on the hard ass cock, "Uggh, ugg, ugg, ugg, ooohhh!" Then the final two made her kneel doggie again, one at a time banging her butt till they nearly reached climax before pulling out and the other taking up position. Back and forth they went till Janie couldn't take no more. She was squealing like a pig and realized she was going to come! "Oh shit ugghh. Oooh, ooohhhh!" She was moaning thrashing her head from side to side as she experienced her first true orgasm. "Shit, shit, shiiiiiiitttttt. Uggggggggggggggg!" The cock shoved in her mouth began to jerk then the dirty filth spattering on her tongue. She coughed and spat still rocking from the rear pounding she was getting. The last man, fucking frenziedly left it too late before pulling out, rubbing his cock along her butt crack his spunk arching over her moist waist resting in the small of her back. "Ugggg Ja, Jaa!" She was covered in sweat and spunk stands across her back and chin. She spat the come onto the bed coughing as she did. "Maybe it would have been better if he'd planned to kill her." She thought her body subsiding from her world expanding orgasm. The Turk drove back satisfied with her performance. Janie sat at the side of him her head resting on his shoulder. The drugs and fucking had exhausted her as she murmured in her deep sleep. He wondered if he could set her free. This girl would have people looking for her It would only cause him grief. As he neared his home he saw blue lights and a mass of figures. He didn't react just slowed, indicated and turned down a side street. He looked intently at the house and he could see his wife the police escorting her to a meat wagon. Then he bit his hand in horror a stretcher was being carried out and his knew it was Mika, his son. Herr Bulzer looked at the parade of east European slave girls as they were gently helped from the building. Then he looked down to the dead turk shot resisting arrest. "No Janie," he said to himself in dismay his world and the reputation of his city slowly crumbling. The big turk wiped the tears from his eyes then throwned in anger. He shook his head angry that he would be so weak to think he might let her go. She was all he had to trade now and the journey back east would be long and dangerous. He needed something to barter with and placate his masters back home. He turned on his car lights and slowly headed into the night, all the while Janie sleeping off her cocktail of drugs, curled on the seat; oblivious to her close call with rescue. It had been six years later when the private investigator replaced the receiver on the payphone. His client, Janie's parents were so excited he didn't have heart to tell them what he thought. He'd found her only a few days earlier. But he'd needed to be sure. She had a birth mark on her left buttock, so... well no one needed to know how he'd confirmed it was her. He'd spent six months tracking Janie, but he knew she wasn't coming back, why should she? No one had found her when she needed them and eventually she'd just slipped into the underworld of sleaze. Who knows what she had gone through these years to repay the turks debt? "I bet that would be a tale worth investigating," he thought, pulling his coat up around his neck and walking away into the rain.