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Held captive at the Border

... whipping while restrained over the punishment table. The confession only got worse as it described that I would be whipped ten times over the next couple of days using an array of whips and belts. It also stated that since I had no rights my person could be and probably would be violated by these men multiple times. I was in shock as I continued to read the graphic details of what I was about to be subjected to, but seeing no other solution and with a quivering hand, I signed the document. Peter's expression changed little as I turned the signed document back towards him; he just stood and asked me to follow him to the punishment room. The room was down in the basement and at the far end, well away from the rest of the offices and workers. He opened the heavy insulated door revealing a very large room with a couple of different pieces of furniture, if you could call them that. They were obviously designed to secure a young woman like myself in a position to give the best access to her most private parts. The other odd feature of the room was that the one wall was all mirrors. Peter instructed me to remove all my clothing as I would not need it for the next couple of days and to climb up on the one whipping table so he could prepare me for the first guard. The table had an upwards bend in the middle to lift my bottom up higher, a rigid support to hold my head at a precise position and the sections for my legs held them wide apart exposing me fully. After he had finished ...

... restraining me he left the room and in a few minutes the first guard appeared. He said nothing but merely walked over to the rack holding all the punishment instruments and picking out a long horse whip, positioned himself to my left and facing the mirror. I sensed that it must be a one way mirror and there must be people on the other side watching the proceedings because I could hear them talking. As if on cue he lifted the whip well up and brought it down with great f0rce. Instantly he did it again striking me across the middle part of my bottom, before I could react the whip struck again and I finally managed to moan in pain. The guard picked his targets with great accuracy from years of practice as he focused the whip on the tender insides of my thighs. Oh gawd the searing pain on that tender flesh was unbearable as I begged and pleaded for him to show mercy. The guard suddenly stopped and put the whip back on the rack, I figured he would release me but instead he dropped his trousers stepped in between my legs plunging his erect cock deep into my pussy. I was surprised as to how easily his thick long cock slid deep into my belly then realized that my pussy was betraying me by being fully aroused and lubricated just waiting for some hard cock to fill her up. He made a quick comment about the bitch being wet from the whipping but it did not take more than a few strokes for him to pump a mess of cum up inside me. Peter came back in to release me and take me back to my cell, the ...