Abigail

Farewell

What is it….? A week? Two weeks? A month? Two…?

Abigail already lost counts of days she was held captives on the island, the contuinues abuse and torture makes her disoriented….

She can’t even believe that she was still breathing after all the torture of hard labours, unrully, unjust, punishments, humiliations, degradations, debasements she has to endure….

She becomes like the rest when she circle the hole and munch whatever food they throw in there, but she too finds out that not all of the captives eat the same food as the rest of the girl…

She saw that some of them brought to a wooden table and have their meal in a normal manner, with wooden bowl and wooden spoon….

“Don’t envy them…. Their fate was sealed…” Said the woman who eventualy get closed to her….

“Their despair was juust about to begin…” She continues, and to Abigail observation, she was correct…. She never saw any of those lucky girls looked happy, some looked even sadder as if they were having their last meals…

And to her observation she foundout that those girl will vanished from the island ain about two to three monthsa fter they had that normal meal….

“What’s different?” Asked Abigail one time, definitely curious about the routine…

“When we still eat like pig, that means e are save…. The cook that once f****d me, told me that they pour masive volume of birth control to our food…. But those who eats from the bowl….” Explains the woman that makes Abigail didn’t know what to feel…. Happy that she was noot being impregnated, orthe fact that they kept her unpregnant because they still want to use her as their s*x toys or plaything….

She tries to ignore the fact until one day…

“You! Come…!” Bark a goon while she and the other captives having their meal of the day….

She raisd her head and saw the goon pointing his wooden baton…

She was about to crawl to follow the man when he snapped…

“Not you, worthless cunt…. You…” he said, pointing at the woman she feel safe with, that crawls behind the man towards the wooden table….

Thy’ll impregnated us, and then….

That conversation struck the girl….

No…. No…! She cannot be treated like that…. Impregnated by those bastards…! Thought Abigail who after monts of forced obidience, feels the rush to safe the only woman she care about…

“What do you think, you are doing, cunt….?!” Asked one goon, surprised to see Abigail crawls over to the table, where the woman looked at the girl in disbelief and horror for her bravery or stupidity….

“Master… Let me take her place… Please…” She said in hoarse voice since her throat was always getting abbrated by phalluses over phalluses being shoved, rammed, and pound inside it….

She even kisses and licked the dirt off the foot of the goon, who kicked her face as his reponse….

“You wanted to take her place…! You should know your own goddamned place, b***h…!” He snapped, and then dragged Abigail to a small wooden cage, and after bounding her hands behind her back with a tight hemp rope, then forced the girl to get inside the cramped cage, so she has to sit in seiza position…

The man then Dragged the girl towards the sea, whwere there was a frame made from heavy log….

Burp…!

Huurrrkkkk!!!!

Abigail was frantic, the goon dragged her through the water and she was under water for a while until the goon secured her cage at the top frame , sho her cage was now her shoulders were above the water….

“let see if tomorrow you still want to take her place…” Said the goon, spittting at the girl and leave the trembling girl alone, only with the sound of wave, seaguls and wind that hautns her…

And every seconds was tortorous…. Her bruised body feels like being burnt with acid, getting contact with salt water, her stomach hurt from hunger, her body trembles being most of them submerged under water….

“Please…. I… Iam sorry…” Said the girl weakly, yet no one heard her, since it was still dark, eraly morning, only the silhouette of the sun started to pop at the horion…

She was almost drowned, for the tide is up, and she has to tilted her head back to keep her face above the water…

She was afraid that she might be eaten alive as tiny fishes feed on her wounds….

“oh please….! Please….!” She begged as she saw a man comes….

It was Murad, and he eneter the water, naked and then climbed up the frame, and squated above the cage, smirking at the trembling girl, whose lips were blue from hypotermia, wer eeyes were red being iritated by salt water and tears…

“Please… Ma… Master… I’ll… I’ll be a good b***h…. Please…” She begged with slow, horase, trembling voice, her eyes show how desereate she was….

Murad said nothing but ipening the hatch on top of the cage, then sit at the side of the cage….

“Show me…” He said as his phallus shots up, straight as apole in front of the girl who was desperate and without any hesistation, opened her mouth and suck the erect phallus, tries to take it all inside her throat, even when she was not able to do so…

“Akh..” the girl yelps as murad yanked her nose and then he dragged the girl towards the beach and toss the girl to the sand, kicked her legs apart and rammed himself inside her…

Abigail was to weak to even yelp or winches…. Beside, she was grateful that she was being removed from that icy cold torture….

She doesn’t even mind with the man pounding her mecilessly, having salt water and even grains of sand grated inside of herlove channel whoch obviously hurting her…

Instead she welcoes his body heat, as if it was a warm blanket covering her after atortorous night she has….

And she doesn’t even mind being dragged by her hair as the man bring her back to his mansion….

Anywhere but the water….

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But her torture was way from over….

And it comes two months after the terrifying night….

“You…! Come…!”

Her heart pounding hard when the goon pointed ather during their meal….

Oh no… is this my time…? She thought, her eyes was lookingt owards the btable where the selected girls sit and eat halfheartedly, and that includes the woman who looked at her with pity…..

But, then….

“Where did you think you are going, asshole…! To the beach…! Snap ot…!” Bark the goon towards Abigail who was confused but no know better than to question those man, and stand up and started to walk with heavy shaclkles weighing her, towards the beach…

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Ptui…!

The goon at the gangplank hock a loogie and spit to the ground as she approaches the smelly boat they use to dump waste at the ocean….

“Get on with it you lazu cunt…!” He snapped and kicked Abigail in her buttock, making her fall to the wooden gangplank before she forced herself back up and board, and then she saw, Burhan….

Her heart sank, remembering the brutality of that mosnter as the boat sail away….

“Ngghhh….!”

Abigail was gritting her teeth as Burhan throws her to the pile of smelly pile of garbage that almost makes her throws up, face down and then rammed himself into her and started pounding her msecilessly, and not long before he asked the captain to stop amoment and enjoy the girl together….

Abigail eyes and mind was blank, she was no longer strugles, she just accept her fate as their s*x toy, for them to use as they wish, anytime… Anywhere….

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The clouds hangs on the sky, and the wind started to make waves on the ocean…

Abigail having hard time dragging, throwing all the trashbags ito the ocean, and few times the wave hits the boat and make her almost thrown off the boat, until the very last trash bag that makes her stop….

The plastic bag was moving slightly, yet it’s enoght to make Abigail sure that there is something living inside the trashbag…

“Hehehe…. Go on…. Open it…” Said Burhan, louder for the wind getting stronger….

With trembling hand, Abigail untie the trash bag, and..

“No…!” She gasps, wail, and hugged the body of the woman, so weak, covered with waste, and dirt….

“No…! No…! What are you doing…! Please, master…. I beg you…” Scream Abigail as Burhan grabbed the woman, tied her wrists together with hemp rope, that run though a puley that comes out the side of the boat…

Burhan then pull the rope up, and Abigail shriek in terror to see the weak body of the woman hanging, dangling over the rough sea…

“Come here….” Burhan said to Abigail who come to him with fear on her face…

“Her life is in your hand….” He said calmly, handing the girl the hemp rope…

“Akh…!” shout Abigail, as her body slammed on thhe deck, as the sudden wiight of the woman’s body pulls her….

“No…!” She shouts as the woman splashes to the water… She quickly get up, and pulls the rope again…

Even if the weather was good, she was in no condition to hold the rope that long, and now, with the sea that getting rougher, she was struggling so hard, especially with the extra weight put on the legs of the woman…

Many times she was yanked and slammed to the deck, even she has to set her foot at the edge of the boat, just to keep the woman above the water….

The woman looked at the struggling girl, whose hand were chaffed by the hemp rope, with her body trembling, winches, squeal in pain, knowing that the girl can’t hold any longer…

“Forcing a smile, the woman then blink her eyes and nod, just as Abigail can’t no longer hold the rope, and the girl watched in terror as the woman splashed into the water, and no were to be seen….

“Pregnant b***h has no good to us..” Said burhan in her ear that makes Abigail scream in anguish, and weep, as she was sat with w-shaped leg on the deck, wailing in frustration, for the demise of the woman she cared about….

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