Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sexual situations.
Thanks to all who have followed this story. We are sorry for the delay. Other projects have kept our attention. As mentioned before this story is a collaborative effort between Rebeccasm and Sadkins116. Rebecca provides the art and Sadkins116 provides the story. All persons are of age and do not represent any persons living or dead.
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Rosemary was sitting at her desk when she heard her computer ding indicating a new email. She opened Outlook and saw it was from a friend from another agency. She knew they concentrated on the Middle East and wondered why she was sending her a message. Rosemary opened the mail and read it over. At first she was confused as to why she was copied when she opened the attachment. The picture opened and Rosemary gasped, a sick feeling rushed up from her stomach.
Rosemary sat there for a moment before she closed the mail and picked up the phone. At first she started to call her team when a thought occurred to her. How did this happen. All her intelligence told her was that their mission was proceeding as planned. The picture was proof that all her data was incorrect. She hung up the phone, grabbed her purse, and walked out the door.
It took almost an hour before Rosemary arrive at her destination. After a few pleasantries Rosemary explained why she was there.
Standing beside her were Amanda Martin and Marcus Miller. They were from another agency that specialized in black ops. After receiving the email earlier she didn't trust anyone in her own agency.
"Thank you for meeting me on such short notice. I know this is unusual but I need your assistance. I received this picture this morning and it involves an undercover agent we have at a Drug Kingpin's island. Up to this morning I was under the understanding that the op was going well." Rosemary clicked the remote and a monitor came to life.
"Another agency sent me this picture and as you can see there are three women being led into a slave training camp near Yemen. I guess we knew it existed, but if you look closely the woman in the front is our undercover agent, and she's supposed to be on the other side of the world. All my reports from the other agent onsite say everything is going to plan. However, he either has no idea or he has been compromised and is either working with our target or being forced to give us false reports." Rosemary paused and watched for any reaction. Seeing none she continued.
"Now, we are not going to abandon our agent and I want you and your team to rescue her. The problem is we can't just storm the compound as there is another operation following this sect. We need to find a way to get her out of there without compromising the other operation."
Amanda stood there looking at the picture. She thought back on some of her other operations and knew she'd been lucky that she hadn't been compromised before. The thought of what the agent was going through made her entire being flush with anger.
"We'll get her out of there, send us everything you have and we will get back with you soon."
"Please do, and quickly. Our intelligence tells us that the women are only kept there for a few weeks before they are sold and never seen again. This picture is almost a week old. We have very little time and the longer she's there, even if we get her out, she may never be the same again."
The two agents nodded and the meeting ended.
For the next several hours, Rosemary was busy following up on some details that came to her after seeing the picture. Not wanting her team, or any team in her agency for that matter, she decided to do her own research. If there was a leak she would find it. When she got the call early that evening, she rushed to where Amanda instructed.
It was almost nine o'clock when everyone arrived at the designated meeting. Rosemary was the last to arrive. Already there were Amanda, Marcus, and another man sitting off to the side.
"Rosemary, I'd like to introduce my partner, Adam. He will be assisting with this OP. We think we may have found a way into the compound, but it's dangerous and we can't do it alone. Can you put together a team of field agents you can trust? Maybe 4 or 5?"
Rosemary nodded to Adam and listened to Amanda, "Yes, I can do that. I have some on assignment elsewhere that I can pull in."
"Good, if everything goes to plan we won't need them, but if things go wrong we'll need backup."
Amanda nodded and asked, "How are you going to get in without getting noticed?"
Amanda smiled and said, "Oh they'll notice us or I should say they'll notice me, I hope."
Rosemary looked at her friend, her face showing the confusion going through her head. But Amanda's coy look calmed her a bit.
"What do you mean you want to be noticed?"
"Well, Adam has a contact that works in, well, let's say he supplies a fair amount of arms to just about anyone and everyone over there. Adam put a little pressure on him and it just so happens he's going there in the next couple of days, and has agreed to take us with him." Amanda explained.
"Amanda, I'm not stupid. No one does things for free. What is this going to cost." Rosemary asked.
"Well, I guess.... I mean... Well Adam gave me to him. He knows we want in, but he thinks it's because Adam is scoping out the operation for a client that wants to send women there for training. But he wants Adam to see it in operation and as a token of his client's appreciation he's giving him me as a slave." Amanda seemed a little nervous now. She looked at Adam still sitting in the corner. He had been her partner for the last two months and they were still getting to know each other.
Amanda actually knew very little about Adam. She knew he was an ex-seal and had been undercover for the last year or so. But sometimes the looks he gave her made her think.
Rosemary looked at the two agents and studied their expressions. She trusted Amana explicitly, but didn't know Adam at all and something told her neither did Amanda. However it seemed like Amanda was willing, and she knew Amanda wouldn't take unnecessary risks.
"Okay, but what happens when you get in?" Rosemary inquired; she needed more details before she would sign off on the operation. The last thing she needed was to lose three agents in one operation.
Amanda nodded and pulled out a three folders with several sheets of paper, photos, and diagrams. Soon all four were going of them were going over the details. Amanda asked several question and finally after almost three hours she sat back.
"I'm not sure about this. I think the plan is solid getting in, but after you're in there's not much detail. Maybe we should look for other options?" Rosemary stated.
"Rosemary, we can't wait, each hour we delay the harder it will be to get her back. Now Adam has assured me that we can trust his contact to get us in. I understand we're working out some details after we get there, but we may not have another chance for days or even weeks to get in again. We need to move now. I know if that were me in there, knowing someone was coming would be the only thing that would keep me alive. I think we should do it." Amanda explained looking directly into Rosemary's eyes.
Rosemary sat and stared at the two of them for almost two minutes before she said, "Okay, do it."
Amanda shook Rosemary's hand and smiled, "We got this, and we'll get your girl out of there, trust us."
Rosemary looked at them and quietly said, "I hope so, I'd hate to lose all of you."
They all shook hands and walked out of the small room. Each going a different way as arrangements needed to be confirmed. Fifteen hours later, Amanda and Adam landed in a small aircraft somewhere in the Middle East. Amanda was already dressed as a slave and Adam's whole demeanor seemed to change. Amanda noticed the change and thought he was just getting into character, but his looks were taking on a noticeable leer.
They rushed out of the small plane and climbed into a large car with darkened windows. Once inside they couldn't see out. The window was closed between the driver and the passengers, but they assumed the car was bugged. Amanda was trying not to show it but her stomach was doing flip flops the further they went from the plane. She was practically naked, wearing a white lace nighty that covered little and highlighted her magnificent body. The White thong and high heel sandals finished off her outfit. Unfortunately, there was no place to hide anything. No cameras, microphones, or more importantly weapons. She was entirely dependent on Adam having her back. This initial meeting it was crucial that their arms dealer think she was a slave to be given to him. If she didn't act like a slave and do exactly as ordered the OP would be over before it started. Amanda's mind worked to get into character bowing her head and not speaking.
The ride took almost an hour and when the car stopped and the driver got out. In seconds the door opened and Adam climbed out, when Amanda started to follow the driver held his hand up and stopped her. Amanda sat back down and the door closed followed by a click as it locked. Amanda could only wait until she was summoned.
The car motor was off and so was the air conditioning. Seeing as this was the desert it was soon oppressive inside the black car. Amanda was now sweating profusely but she could only wait. She had no idea of how long she sat there, but when the door opened she almost fell on her face getting out of the oppressive sweat box inside the car. She looked up from her knees at the driver laughing at her.
"Get up slave, it's time to meet your new master." He grabbed the hair on the back of her head and pulled her to her feet. Amanda didn't struggle and allowed the driver to direct her to what appeared to be a tent about thirty yards in the distance. When they got there, the driver pulled a flap back and shoved her in.
Amanda blinked as her eyes adjusted to the light. The tent turned out to be a three sided shelter from the sun. There was floor, couch, rug, and table. Almost like a portable oasis. Standing in front of her was Adam. He was in the middle of the tent. Sitting by the couch behind him was a young man of mixed descent. He wasn't white, or Middle Eastern. He could probably blend in anywhere. Amanda stole glances in his direction and wasn't impressed. He was skinny with very little muscle definition. By what she could see behind the headdress she wasn't impressed with his looks either. She shivered at the thought of having sex with him, but she held no illusions about it not happening.
Amanda approached Adam and stood in front of her master. Adam pointed his finger up; using a prearranged signal meaning Amanda would put her hands on her head. He twirled his finger and Amanda spun around slowly, making sure her master got a good look, but never looking him in the eyes. When she was facing Adam again, she glanced briefly at his face, hoping for clues on her performance. But the look in his eyes made her look twice. It was a cross between lust and perversion. Amanda actually shivered at his look. She suddenly felt very alone.
Amanda stood staring at the floor when a voice behind her said, "Strip slave, but leave the shoes on and turn around I want to inspect my gift."
Amanda slid the nighty off her shoulders and down her body. She made sure to keep her legs straight when she bent over to pick it up, giving her master a good look at her ass. Staying in that position, Amanda slid her hands up, grasped the thin strip of elastic holding the tiny thong together. She slowly pulled it down her legs exposing her charms to the lowlife that now controlled her. Amanda was somewhat surprised at how her body was reacting. Her pussy was juicing and her nipples were hard. Without realizing it she was starting to pant.
Adam moved over to sit by his contact as Amanda turned to face them keeping her hands behind her head.
Amanda felt dirty as both men were gawking at her fabulous tits. She couldn't help but notice Adam was as into it as her master. Both men reached out and groped the naked agent. Despite how much she hated what was happening to her, her body loved every second. It took about ten minutes before Amanda was moaning and pushing her soaked pussy against their fingers. Her eyes closed and her mouth open as she gasped for air.
For the next half hour or so the two men kept teasing Amanda taking her to the edge a few times until Amanda's body was losing control as her muscles convulsed and her mouth grunting with each stroke of their fingers buried deep inside her core.
Amanda almost screamed when they stopped and pulled their hands away from her body. She needed some relief. She had figured that her master would fuck her and keep her close. But as her senses came back she noticed another man was behind her. Before she could react, he grabbed her hands and cuffed them behind her back. Amanda was caught off guard and now was naked, cuffed, and being lead out of the tent.
Knowing she couldn't struggle her thoughts were of her partner. Was she sure he had her back? A sudden burst of laughter behind her put more than a little bit of doubt in her mind.
Adam tried not to show any attachment with Amanda. He had to be convincing that she was nothing to him but a gift to Andre. Adam had used Andre a couple of times before. Each time it usually worked out okay. But this was by far the most dangerous OP he had used Andre. He knew Amanda was having trouble handling the teasing, but he had no choice. He didn't react except to laugh at one of Andre's sick jokes as Amanda was being led away. Andre explained that she was just being taken to another tent to be dressed and would be brought to them later to have some fun.
What Adam didn't know was Andre had other plans for his new slave. He knew Adam was a spook, but as long as he didn't interfere with his business it didn't matter. Besides he might be able to use him later if he got in trouble.
Andre suspected that the woman was an agent too and wanted to humiliate her and break her spirit if things worked out. He suspected that if Adam knew what was happening he would stop it, so using the excuse to have her dress, he sent the slave to be marked as a possession for the rest of her life. He also had another surprise in store for her. If she was an agent too, he figured that at some time she would escape and wanted to find her when she did. He smiled at Adam and offered another drink.
Amanda was pulled over to a black pickup and driven a short distance away. She was more than a little nervous and it increased the further she was from Adam. Amanda was relieved when the truck stopped, still in sight of the tent but almost a mile away. Amanda looked around and there were a few men loitering around, but they perked up when the naked agent was pulled into their midst.
Amanda at first thought she was going to be gang raped when her arms and ankles were chained to stakes in the ground. A bit gag filled her mouth and a metal collar was locked around her neck. Attached to the collar was another short chain that went to another stake. She was strung up so tight she couldn't move but only look directly in front of her. Amanda thought this would be when she was going to be fucked, but instead the men pulled up a metal fire ring and started a fire.
Amanda was already sweating in the desert heat and starting a fire didn't cause any alarms to ring. They all watched the fire as it steadily got hotter and hotter. Amanda was feeling the heat when her Master and Adam drove up. She felt a bit of relief when she saw Adam, but that was short lived. The man tending the fire had inserted two long metal probes into the fire. He kept stirring the fire as Amanda looked on.
It was when he pulled out the probe that Amanda realized what it was: a branding iron, and it was starting to turn red hot.
Amanda started to struggle against her bindings, but they must have done this before because she really couldn't move at all. She knew her fate was sealed.
The helpless agent could only watch as the man pulled out the iron, now cherry red and step closer to her body. She closed her eyes when first she heard the sizzling and then felt the intense pain on the right shoulder. Amanda screamed into her bit gag but it could barely be heard. It felt like he kept the searing probe on her body for minutes, but it was probably on a second or two, when Amanda passed out.
When she woke she had a little trouble comprehending where she was and how she got there. She was still naked, but she was in a cage. Her head stuck out the top and her arms were out the sides and attached to the sides beside her head. She was on her knees and her ankles seemed to be attached to the back of the cage. Her mouth was filled with a rubber gag of some sort that filled her mouth completely. She tried but couldn't utter a sound.
As Amanda's senses cleared she noticed her shoulder was still hurting, but surprisingly not as much as she would have expected. Otherwise she felt okay, but her left shoulder also hurt, not much but it felt like something wasn't the same. Amanda dismissed the thought and tried to assess her situation. She no longer felt she could count on her partner so she tried to watch to see if she could escape.
Amanda watched closely, but soon she was loaded on the back of a truck and driving down the road.
Adam and Andre went back to the shelter laughing as the truck went down the road. Adam knew that Amanda was in trouble, but he also knew that the truck was heading to the compound. The OP hadn't gone exactly to plan, but Amanda was in and soon he hoped he and Andre would be following.
Andre led Adam back to the tent and sat down. "So Adam, what's really going on here? Do you think I'm a fool? Why here and why now?" Andre said while staring in Adam's eyes. "Now, keep in mind the slave is gone and if you ever want to see her again you should think carefully about your answer."
Adam's mind was going a mile a minute. He needed to have a believable answer that could be checked out quickly. If he answered wrong, he and Amanda were as good as dead.
"Andre, you know me, we've worked together before. Why would I lie?" Adam said, trying to buy time.
Andre just smiled and waited for Adam to answer. He already knew that the slave was a plant and a spook. He knew that Adam was a spook but what he didn't know was what their real mission was, and he wasn't going to take a chance it was him. He could care less about the slave camp. He was only concerned about his sale of hand held missiles to a bunch of camel jockeys.
Adam finally came to the conclusion that he really had no choice. He either trusted the arms dealer, or lie. It wouldn't take Andre long to check his lies and then they both would be dead or worse.
"Okay Andre, we're here to rescue an agent that was sent here from the other side of the world. It has nothing to do with you. In fact, all we want is the agent and everyone goes on with their lives." Adam said and waited for Andre's response.
Andre looked at Adam for what seemed to be forever before he broke out in a big smile. "Well, you should have said something earlier, because now you and your friend are in a bit of a pickle. You need me to get you in the compound and rescue your agent, but now there are two agents in there and you're out here. I guess you need me now more than ever."
Adam didn't say a word, but waited for Andre to finish. He knew that if he spoke too soon he would lose any bargaining power he might have.
Andre smiled and punched Adam in the shoulder, "Of course I'll help my friend, but there will be costs, and you will cover those costs. Agreed?"
Adam watched the arms dealer closely. He knew that Andre wanted something special, but he didn't know what that was. However, if he didn't agree the two agents inside might never be found again.
"Talk to me Andre, what do you want? You know there is a limit."
"Relax my friend, it's nothing. I'll get you in and even help you to get out, but until then, my gift remains my slave and you will help me play with her. You will do everything I ask when it comes to my slave. You won't interfere at all, no matter what. Until we walk out of the compound she is my slave. Oh and one other small detail, I'm closing a multi-million-dollar deal next week in Morocco and I want no interference from any agency. There will be nobody around for 500 miles. Do you agree?"
Adam thought for a minute; they already knew about the deal. He was pretty sure he could barter the agents rescue to arrange a hands off on it. It was the part with Amanda bothered him. She was in a slave training camp. If he didn't get in he might never see her, or the other agent, again. Andre was a bit crazy and could be very cruel, and he wanted Adam to help him humiliate his partner. As much as he hated it, he had little choice.
"Done, you got it, now when can we get in?"
"Excellent decision my friend. We will be going in tomorrow morning; you, me, and the slave. Oh didn't I tell you she hasn't been delivered yet. I had her taken down the road to a slave auction. I just wanted to play a little before we go in. Now follow me and let's have some fun."
Adam cringed at being played a fool, but he still couldn't do anything about it. He had to follow along until they found the other agent and set her free. Adam prayed that Amanda would understand.
Amanda had no idea of where she was. She was pretty certain it wasn't the compound so escape still might be possible. The ride took almost an hour, she guessed. By the time the truck stopped her knees were screaming in pain as well as both of her shoulders. When a man climbed into the truck, Amanda was in no shape to resist when he opened the cage and pulled her to her feet. He legs were barely functioning as he dragged her to a small building and tossed some clothes at her. Well, not really clothes but a shear wrap that draped over her tits and fell down almost to her ankles. The wrap was trimmed with gold chains. With her arms still bound behind her she had no way to resist, and let the men dress her. When they finished they pulled her out to a courtyard where there was a round platform with two other women already there hanging from shackles and almost naked.
'Oh my god it's a slave auction. I'm being sold! Fear shot out from deep inside her body and shot out to her limbs paralyzing her brain and shutting down any thoughts of freedom. The only thought was 'will I survive?'
As they got closer, Amanda got a better look at the platform. The other two women were hanging by their wrists shackled to four long posts on each side of them. Their toes were barely touching the ground. Amanda noticed their expressions and saw nothing: no emotion, no fear, no life, it was as if all hope was gone.
When the men pulled Amanda next to the platform she saw a single metal post mounted between the two other women. It had a crank handle and two large phalluses sticking straight up. Amanda's brain finally cleared enough to know what was about to happen.
She started to struggle, but it still took the men only a minute before she was secured to the post and the phalluses cranked up and into her pussy and ass. He legs were spread and chained to the post eliminating any thought of escape.
Amanda was struggling not to breakdown completely as with each moment freedom seemed to be further away. Her only hope was that Adam would arrive and rescue her. She tried to look around but a man stepped behind her and pulled a collar around her neck. But when Amanda tried to look down there was a sharp pain in her neck. The collar forced her to keep her head held high or risk puncturing her own throat.
Amanda couldn't move. The large probes buried deep in her ass and pussy sent out extreme pain if she moved.
Amanda felt, rather than saw, the men gather around her naked and displayed body. Their hands were roaming freely all over her only reinforcing her feeling of helplessness.
For the next couple of hours, Amanda was displayed to anyone walking through the courtyard. Every man stopped to fondle, probe, and ridicule the three slaves. The men's wives were also taking their turns, smacking the slaves with sticks and spitting on them.
By the time Amanda was released and pulled back inside the small building her body was exhausted and her mind was barely functioning. She didn't even see what they were doing to her as she was pushed on to a metal frame as her legs and arms were locked into place. Amanda's ass was now perched on a stand with her legs locked open and above her body. Her neck was attached to another stand with her arms locked below her. Her mouth still gaged and her body totally open and helpless. She didn't know what was happening until she felt something enter her open ass and cunt. Thankfully, after the last couple of hours out in the courtyard she was pleased it didn't hurt. She relaxed for a few moments when the probes started to move in and out, fucking her holes.
Amanda tried to ignore the probes, but when they started to vibrate as well as fuck her, that proved impossible. Amanda's body started to react to the forced stimulation and soon she was moaning and panting around the gag. She was in another world as her body started to crest when the probes stopped. Amanda tried to push her body onto the vibrators to try to achieve the orgasm just in front of her. She groaned in frustration as her body calmed a bit and her climax receded. Amanda's breathing had just returned to normal when the probes started again. Over and over the probes drove Amanda to the brink of orgasm. Each time her mind growing weaker and weaker at resisting, until she finally screamed and begged for relief, promising to do anything to be allowed to orgasm.
All time stood still, the only things going through Amanda's mind was her cunt and ass. The only human contact was when, every so often, someone would walk up and pour more lubricant on her ass. Amanda begged each time to for them to stop, but please let her cum or stop the torture. All her pleas fell on deaf ears as the torture continued.
Amanda was scared now; her body was surrendering to the torture and her mind was close behind. In just a few hours her resistance was almost gone, and she could only wonder where Adam was. She felt betrayed and alone. She flashed back to the car and her first exposure to Andre. She remembered her first impression of him and thinking about how she thought she would able manipulate him and rescue the agent. Now she was helpless, branded, and alone. Her partner was nowhere to be found and thoughts were festering in her mind that she had been setup.
The probes buried deep inside her started again and Amanda groaned in frustration. She didn't even notice Andre and Adam walk into the room. It was only when she heard them talk that she looked over at them.
"See. I told you that we would catch up with the slave. I'm just having her tenderized before we take her to the camp. Doesn't she look hot? I'll bet she'd do about anything to fucking orgasm right now." Andre bragged.
Adam tried to not show any emotion but deep down inside he wanted to kill Andre. He looked at the monster standing in front of him and started to tell him to release her, but when Andre looked at him, Adam knew he had no choice. "God yes, she's hot, but you don't want to ruin her the first day."
"You're right, I want that tight pussy before it's worn out. Help me pull the probes back and we can double team her."
Adam nodded and followed Andre's lead and the two of them soon pulled the probes out and strip off their clothes.
Amanda couldn't believe her ears when she heard Adam answer her master. God, had she just thought of Andre as her master? When the dildos that were fucking her were pulled from her abused holes, Amanda was both relieved and disappointed. She was again right on the cusp of an orgasm but the thoughts of her ordeal ending caused her to relax.
Andre walked up to his slave and dropped his cock on her face. "Say hello to your new master, slave. From this day forward your life exists to please your master. When you can no longer please him I will bring you back here and sell your ass to the highest bidder. That can be today or years from now, but I will tell you there are worse masters to serve. So you better make sure you put forth your best efforts to please your master."
Amanda understood completely what he was telling her. If she didn't submit to his every desire he would sell her today and her life would be over. She shivered at the thought, but she still held out hope that Adam would rescue her. She started to lick his balls and suck them into her mouth. Making sure she lavished her tongue over and around his large balls. When he pulled back Amanda licked and kissed his long shaft. Finally she came to the mushroom shaped head she raised up to suck it down her throat when her eyes saw Adam, naked standing between her legs with his cock pointed at her core.
"Ahhhhggggaa" a primal scream poured out from deep inside her as she realized that she was alone and now a slave.
The two men shoved their large cocks inside the helpless agent and soon were fucking her violently.
Amanda surrendered to the men, working to try to satisfy them in spite of her bindings. She didn't want to be sold to some anonymous man and disappear forever. As long as she was with Andre she might be found. The only good thing was that instead of leaving her frustrated, the men fucked her over and over and brought her to climax again and again. When the two of them could no longer maintain an erection they dressed and walked out of the room, leaving the nearly comatose slave behind.
Amanda was semi-conscious when two men came in and released her from the stand. She couldn't walk so they semi-carried her out the door to an armored vehicle and lifted her to the roof. She didn't have the strength to resist as they again strapped her to a metal frame mounted on top. Her hands were stretched above her head and her legs were spread wide and shackled to a metal spreader bar. She was now hanging above the roof of the truck when she was gagged and blindfolded.
All sorts of thoughts were going through her head as once again her ass and pussy were filled with another set of probes. She tried to hold herself up to keep the probes from plunging deep inside her. But in her weakened state she soon slumped down and fully impaled her body on the two probes. She felt the truck start to move. When the engine started the probes started to stroke in and out. The faster the truck went, the faster the probes pistoned up and down. In minutes Amanda felt her mind slipping away as insanity started to creep in.
Amanda had no idea of how long the trip took. She endured orgasm after orgasm as the relentless probes never stopped. Eventually she passed out and only woke when the truck finally stopped. She was incoherent as her mind and body were broken. She would do whatever she was told and pray she wouldn't have to endure this again.
