Porn Slave

She had realized some time ago she'd been targeted. She hadn't however seemed to have had an easy time accepting the reasons why they had targeted her. She was a special woman, but the parts of her that made her special she had tried so hard to keep secret.

Emily was a smart, ambitious, beautiful, successful 34 year old woman with pale straight blonde hair and milk pale skin. She'd always felt her obsession with masturbation, orgasms, and sex was holding her back. She had hid it from her friends and family her whole life. Not that it mattered. They'd likely never see her again unless it was in a video.

Emily had been snatched. Kidnapped by a group of men for a specific purpose. She was now their porn slave.

Two of her captors admired her now. Their best money maker. To them Emily was a horny slut who had one purpose. To be fucked and used as entertainment. And the best part about her was despite her reluctance, fighting, begging, and crying she always broke down and moaned and screamed and orgasmed when they fucked her.

She lay on a bed naked and spread out bound by her four limbs. Sprayed with oil for the show, cameras on her best angles, and a vibrating wand strapped with leather to her engorged swelling needy pussy. A half hour into her show she was breaking down and moaning/wiggling already. No gag. She was free to speak. Her viewers loved when she begged to be let go only to fall into a stream of forced orgasms. Orgasms that wrecked her mind and body, causing her to lose control and spasm and writhe. Her shining oiled abdomen and large firm breasts heaving and shaking. She was almost there now. Her face clenched as she hung on to her last hopes of dignity before.... her first orgasm of the show crashed over her. Brain melt. She was gone again. Into orgasm bliss. Helpless within it. She would never know how many men were stroking their dicks to her violation and slavery but it was many millions. They had never made more money off one horny slut before. Her soft yet firm curves told the story why as she sobbed and squealed through her depraved experience.

2 hours later when the show had ended Emily was left back in her "cell" which was a simple room with an attached bathroom. Small but clean and freshly painted with a good comfy bed. Since the beginning of her captivity she had worked to keep her space clean and organized. It seemed to be the only thing she had control over. They sent in a women to wax her body completely below her eye brows regularly. She was made to exercised vigorously for one hour on days she wasnt being filmed. Life for her was simple but controlled. She was fed a certain diet and they would force it in with a tube if she would not eat. They weighed her daily and seemed very intent on keeping her toned, in shape, but with a healthy layer of fat over firm curves. She didn't know but it was so her abdomen and thighs would wiggle better when she was fucked or forced to orgasm. It was good for the show. Her backside as well filmed and photographed beautifully when they flogged her. Usually as part of the hardcore bdsm gangbangs they put her through.

One gangbang had consisted of 10 men and lasted 4 hours. In the end they had made her kiss all their feet and thank them for the countless orgasms. In her sex addled brain fogged state she had whimpered and sobbed happily as she licked the tops of their feet and kissed their toes. The memory of that tortured her as she attempted to enjoy her hot steamy shower.

Unbelievably, Emily was still horny some evenings. But if she attempted self pleasure of any sort men would break into her room quicker than lightning and stop her. Often it was days between any videos or streams were made, and she was kept chaste between. The longer she lived this way the more relieved she felt by her eventual descents into uncontrollable orgasmic bliss as she was gang fucked or bound to a vibrator.

One day, her captors knew, she would beg for her orgasms rather than for freedom. They knew it was coming soon. It read easily on her face in her last video. She struggled less and enjoyed her orgasms quicker.

The next morning her fitness enforcer told her at the end of their session. It would be a while before her next time on camera. the bosses say she needed a break. To her sickened surprise this news disturbed her.

To be continued...