The Thirst - Part I

The man was frightening to look at. His eyes were bloodshot from an the alcohol binge he had been on.   He had three other men with him.  The first man was a shortish pot bellied bald guy. He  had an over abundance of body hair except on his head. The second man was tall. really tall. he towered above the others. He was built like a gladiator. His body was like chiseled granite. His chest was massive, his legs looked like stone pillars and his arms were bigger than some men's legs. The last man was dressed smartly in a khaki pant and dress shirt. He wore nice leather shoes and wore an expensive looking watch, but hid his face behind a mask. He looked like the leader.

I cowered in the corner of the room. "I am an American citizen", I said in a frightened voice. "Where are my husband and daughter. What have you done to them?"

"Do you want to see your husband and daughter again?" asked the man in the mask.
"Yes, please... I love them.. They are my life" I pleaded.
"Then listen very carefully" he said. "I will be back shortly after taking care of a few things. What happens to your husband and daughter is entirely in your hands. When I come back, I will ask each of these three men, if you have been an enthusiastic fuck toy for their sexual cravings. If they are not satisfied with you, you will never see your husband and daughter again. Do you understand me?" He said in a cold frightening voice.

His voice sent a chill up my spine.  I stared at him in terror.

"Whenever they ask you if you would enjoy something they want to do to you , you will answer, Please Master, yes master, I would love that master, thank you for letting me serve you in that way master. You better make sure your facial expression does not show disgust, contempt or reluctance while performing anything they ask you to do and Oh, one last thing, if you ever say the word No, or try to resist, you can forget ever seeing your husband or daughter again. Are you clear on what I expect of you?" he said in a soft but menacing voice.

"Please... why are you doing this...We are American citizens.. Please let us go...I promise we won't tell anybody... The embassy will be looking for us and they...."

"SHUT THE FUCK UP" he shouted and I recoiled in terror.

"I don't give a flying fuck, what passport you hold.. you sniveling slut. You are now my prisoner and lucky for you, these friends of mine find you sexually attractive. Otherwise,  you and your family would be lying face down in some ditch with a bullet through your head"
"Your only hope of making it out of this place in one piece, is to do exactly as I tell you. Do you understand..DO YOU UNDERSTAND?"

I nodded terrified. "I will do anything. Please don't harm my husband and daughter. I will do anything you say... anything" I said completely broken.

"Good girl. We are going to leave the room now. These men will return in 10 mins. Be ready" With that he left left the room with the others.

"Be good.... be really good... your Swami and daughter's life may depend on it" I said to myself.

The door opened and I heard the men walk in. I was ready and naked, kneeling on the floor, my toes touching each other, my butt on my heels, my knees spread as wide as my hips, my stomach on my thighs, hands stretched in front, palms facing downward, forehead touching the ground. The classic child's pose in yoga. I wanted to send the right message very quickly. I would do whatever they wanted, however depraved or humiliating it was. I would do it cheerfully and I would appear to enjoy it. Nothing mattered as long as my husband and daughter were alive and safe.

The hairy bald guy, bent down and wrapped his hands around my hair and pulled me up, till I resting on my knees. He started into my eyes for a couple of seconds. Then he slapped me hard on my cheeks. "Do you like that?" he asked.

I gulped. My eyes filled with tears. I smiled and said in a soft voice. "Yes master, I loved that master, thank you for showing me your love by slapping me master".

"Good girl" he said, patting me on my reddened cheeks. The other two men joined him and together they formed a circle around me.
"Listen slut" said the giant, "We want you to suck our dicks. Is that something you would like?"

I looked up at him and was completely intimidated by his size. I shivered at the thought of being used by him, but I gave him my most submissive smile and said "Yes master, your fuck toy would love that master, worshiping your cock would be a great privilege master".

I gently undid his belts and pulled down his pants. He was not wearing any underwear. Then I turned around and did the same for the bald hairy guy. He had so much pubic hair that it camouflaged most of his dick. Finally I pulled down the pants of the drunk guy. He was uncircumcised like my Swami.

I looked at him and said "Would you like to face fuck me master. If you want to, I will move my hands behind my back so that you can have complete and unfettered access to your fuck toy's mouth. I promise not to use my hands to push you back"

He nodded and I could see his eyes were filled with lust. I moved my hands behind my back and locked my fingers. Then I opened my mouth, tilted my head and waited.

He grabbed me roughly and shoved his cock into my mouth. I started sucking making sure that every time I moved my head in, i put some extra pressure on his penis with my lips so that I could push his foreskin back to reveal the entire glans. I also used my tongue to make sure his cock's tip rubbed against the roof of my mouth. He moaned. Suddenly the bald man pulled me by my hair and I was forced to let go of the drunk guy's cock. The bald guy, pushed my face into his groin and he did it so quickly that i missed his cock completely and just slammed into his groin. His pubic hair entered my nose and mouth and I wanted to sneeze and pull back, but fought the urge with every ounce of mental strength I could muster. I started a mental count down from 20  trying to distract myself.
He pulled me back and pushed my head down and presented his hairy balls to me. I took them in my mouth but unlike my Swami's I was distracted by the hair on them. I licked them though as if they were the best tasting balls and moaned as I did.

"Do you like my hairy balls?" he asked
"They are so sexy, master" I lied, as I continued to lick them. Then he pushed his dick into my mouth. As I sucked on it, he suddenly pinched my nose and grinned. I wanted to unlock my hands and try and remove his hands, but was afraid that would piss him off, so I continued to suck and breathe thru my mouth at the same time, which was very difficult specially because of all the hair. As his cock expanded, my breathing became more labored and my lungs screamed for air. My head instinctively tried to pull back, but his hands were too strong. My eyes filled with tears and I started gagging, but he kept pounding and kept my nose pinched. I started to panic. Then suddenly I felt myself being lifted. The giant grabbed me by my waist and slammed me upside down on his cock. I gasped for air and sucked in a lung full as I coughed and tried to recover. The giant held me like a rag doll with his left hand and forced his cock into my mouth. I was completely overpowered by him physically. He used his right hand to grab my hair as he slammed my mouth into his cock.

I submissively sucked on it, praying that he would not drop me. Suddenly he bit hard on my pussy. I screamed, delirious with pain.

"How was that?" he asked sadistically. "Thank you mas..." "Shut the fuck up and use your mouth for something useful" he scoffed and shoved his cock back into my mouth. After a while of sucking his cock, he was hard enough and just walked over to a bench nearby holding me upside down like some plastic sex doll. When he reached the bench, he pulled me away from his cock, then placed his right hand under my throat, grabbed my upper right arm with his left hand and effortlessly turned me up and over and slammed me butt first on the bench. Then he grabbed my hair and pulled hard. I whimpered in pain as I toppled to the floor from the bench.

The drunk guy then came over and lay on the bench on his back, The giant literally lifted me and lowered me unceremoniously onto the drunk guys dick. I was petrified that i would sit on the guys hard dick and invite his wrath so I used my hand to guide his dick into my pussy as I was being lowered on him.

"Good girl", the giant said condescendingly and suddenly slapped me one...two.. three... four times across my cheeks. They knocked the wind out of me.
"Thank you master, You are so kind to your fuck toy. I am such a lucky slut" I sobbed as tears rolled down my cheeks.

The drunk held my waist tightly and pushed me up and down on his dick. My face was on fire from the merciless slapping and the drunk guy was crushing my waists with the pressure with which he held them, but I was still glad that I was able to breathe. That happiness was short lived. The bald guy presented himself before my face and dick slapped me.

"Open wide and don't you dare get your teeth on me" he warned. He thrust his penis into my mouth. He held my face tightly with both his hands and face fucked me ferociously. My neck started to hurt from the way he was moving my head. Then he stopped suddenly with his entire cock in my mouth. He pinched my nose with his left hand and started counting

"One thousand one... One thousand two... One thousand three..." I tried to move my head away so that I could get his cock out of my mouth to breathe, but he was too strong. I started choking, but he didn't care. He kept counting "One thousand twenty.. One thousand twenty one...". I was going to use my hands to push against his thighs to get him off, when the giant suddenly pulled my hands behind me. Then he assaulted me anally. Ordinarily I would have cringed at his violent anal attack, but right now I was so preoccupied trying to get just a breath of air that I barely felt the anal penetration.

"This is it". I thought. "They are going to kill me!!" I had a dick up my ass, one in my pussy and was slowly being suffocated to death!

"One thousand... fifty... One thousand fifty one..." I was now in a death struggle to get some air. Suddenly the bald guy released my nose. I sputtered and took a deep breath of life giving air. He then turned and pushed my face into his ass.

"Lick my ass you filthy slut" He said. I was so happy that I was breathing, I just opened my mouth wide, put my tongue out and started licking. All I could feel was his hair and the strong smell of his ass, but I was too frightened to protest.

He moaned in pleasure. "Yes, do it, good girl, just like that. Push your tongue into my asshole" he said.

By this time, I was completely broken. I meekly obeyed and tried to stick my tongue up his asshole as mine was being assaulted by the giant. He let me do that for a little bit and then turned around and dick slapped me again.
"Oh no" I thought "He is going to start the count again"
"Would you like me to face fuck you again?" He asked with mocking kindness in a soft cajoling voice.
"Please master, yes master, I would love that master, you are so kind master" I said in a groveling voice.
"Is there anything else you would like?" he hinted, waiting for me to respond
"If it pleases you master, would you please pinch my nose, when you face fuck me" I blurted out, not believing what was coming out of my mouth.
"You are such a dirty slut.. but I am a nice master, so...." and then it started again
"One thousand one... One thousand two... One thousand three....."
Then as the count reached One thousand forty five, he stiffened and shot his load into my mouth. Most of his cum just shot directly down my throat since my face was impaled on his dick, but eventually my mouth filled up with his cum.
"If one drop falls out, you will never see your daughter again" he threatened. I clamped my mouth hard on his dick.
He released his hold on my nose for a moment and I managed to suck in a lung full of air. Then he clamped my nose again. As my mouth began to fill with his cum and my saliva, I gulped it down, trying to make room for more.
"Please Lord... I prayed, let nothing escape my mouth..."
His semen tasted terrible and bitter, but I swallowed all of it, then kept sucking and cleaning his dick.
Finally he was exhausted. He withdrew his limp dick from my mouth and gave me rap across my face and moved away.

It was then I felt the pain of the anal assault that the giant was subjecting me to. I bit my lips hard, shut my eyes and  clenched my fists. Suddenly he pulled out and rushed to the front and forcibly inserted his dick into my mouth and shot his load into my mouth. He tasted better than the bald guy. Finally it was just me and the drunk guy, who mercifully was wasted because of all the alcohol he had consumed. When he was ready, he had me get off him and place my mouth on his dick and collect the cum in my mouth

"Do not swallow me, you miserable cunt" he grunted as he came.

After he was done, he asked me to spit the cum into his palms. Then he jerked me by my hair and smeared it all over my face.

"How does that feel?" he asked.

I licked my lips and smiled at him and said in an incredibly adoring voice "It feels so refreshing, master. Thank you for applying your seed to my face. You have done me a great honor"

When it was all over, I fell from the bench, rolled over and lay on my back. Then they started pissing on me. As I lay there with them peeing over my entire body and face, I saw the face of the masked man looking down on me. I opened my eyes wide and started to say something, but as soon as I opened my mouth one of the men, pissed in it and I choked as I tried to talk.

"I have been a good fuck toy, just like you wanted, please... please.. show mercy" I begged deliriously
The men stopped peeing. The masked man knelt down beside me and slapped me hard. "Wake up.. Wake up.. he started yelling. Suddenly he ripped off his mask and I stared at his face.

I recognized that face. It was my Swami!! "Wake up Daasi, open your eyes Daasi... Wake up..." he was yelling.
Suddenly the room dissolved around me. I jerked, gasped and coughed and somehow found myself on our bed in our bedroom.

"Oh my God... Oh my God.. I screamed. "Thank God you are safe. Where is our daughter. What happened to those men. Why were you wearing a mask?"

Suddenly, my Swami slapped me.. "Daasi, wake up... you have been dreaming and blabbering for a while now"

Then he laughed. "Were you having a nightmare or an erotic dream?" he asked, pointing to the wet patch on the bed under my ass. Looks like you had a pretty strong orgasm" he teased.

It took me a few minutes, but I finally understood what had happened, and the reality shocked and disturbed me

I had dreamed about being assaulted and forced to have sex in a violent way with several men at once and had been humiliated and treated like a total slut in my dream but subconsciously my body and brain had enjoyed the experience so much that I had orgasmed in the real world when I was being raped in the virtual world.

"Daasi. Is this my only father's day gift?" he asked in a disappointed voice.

"Oh Lord.... How am I going to explain this to him....." I was so ashamed and riddled with guilt.

To be continued......