When I'd insisted on the immediate, open search of Geoff's apartment, I knew, and still know that I was right. He had kidnapped one of the servants, and was keeping her prisoner in his apartment. The fact that nothing was found during the search I instituted, still baffles me. There was no way that he could have known there was a search coming, but somehow he was able to hide what was going on. The only possible explanation is that he had the cooperation of the rest of the women in Tower One.
It was horrible to have to face the Counsel after the failed search. I knew they were going to be angry with me for the way things had turned out, but nothing prepared me for the speed with which they decided to send me away. I was taken from the Counsel Chamber under armed guard, and put in a small, dark cell. "To wait for the Counsels final decision on where, and how the banishment sentence would be carried out." was why I'd been told I was there.
The day after I was put in the cell, I woke up to find I'd had my clothes removed during the night! I had obviously slept soundly that night, as I had no memory of anyone coming into the cell, or of my robe's removal. Why would they take my robe from me? Why am I kept in this dark cell with nothing to do to pass the time? I had no answers, and none of the guards who brought my food would speak to me!
I think it was during the second week, when a group of the elite guard came and crowded into my cell. I'm not sure how many there were of them, but there were more than enough to get the job done. I could see that there was no percentage in fighting with them, so I allowed them to bind me. When they were satisfied with the bindings, I was carried to a small stable near the south gate of the city, where I was tied on a horse then blindfolded.
I can't tell you anything about the direction we took when we left the city, except that we left by the south gate. The only other thing is that we traveled for what must have been five days, because I was taken from the horse and laid on the wet ground to sleep four times. At the end of the fifth days ride I was taken from my horse then a heavy collar was placed on my neck. Finally one end of a long chain was attached to the collar and the other end was fastened to a large tree. Once the chain was secure I was carried to the end of the chain laid on the ground and the rope bindings were removed as was the blindfold. Silently, the four guards who had brought me here backed out of my reach, mounted their horses, and rode away, taking my horse with them.
I lay were I was watching the women and horses until they were hidden from sight by the forest, tears of self pity streaming down my cheeks. Doomed to die in the forest either by starvation or other means I could only imagine. I lay on the ground and cried until I fell asleep from exhaustion.
It must have been hours later when I awoke. Rested, I finally began to take stock of my situation. I was chained to a tree, deep in the forest, without a stitch of clothing. Next I moved to the limits my chain would allow and found I could not reach another tree but there was a large boulder near my tree I could sit on. Other than that, I discovered I'd been left with a small amount of food in a bag placed by the boulder, enough for about four days by my reckoning.
"Well," I thought to myself, "at least I'm not locked in some small, smelly, cell for the rest of my life, but it doesn't look like I can expect to live long chained to a tree, by a rock, in the forest!"
The physical activity was helping me regain rational thought so I explored as far as I could and found nothing of interest. Finally, I sat on that rock and thought about what was likely to happen to me.
"If I don't miss my bet, I can expect to be found by some men who will surely come by here soon. This is their territory, isn't it?" I shivered at the thought.
The light was fading fast, and I was growing tired with it. I tried to lay down on the rock, but the top surface was to small to even curl up on. As I moved around on the rock, I soon discovered that it was very comfortable to lay on my stomach, with my legs hanging off one end, sort of draped over the boulder. My last thought as I was drifting off to sleep was that Geoff would like to find me like this! "I can just imagine the way he'd run the rod to me if he were here."
Oddly enough, I found that thought to be quite pleasant, and my body began producing lubricants to receive a man. I smiled to myself, relaxed into the feelings, and was soon fast asleep.
I awoke with a start. I couldn't place what had awakened me at first, but it was driven home, so to speak, when I felt a mans cock enter my dripping pussy. I tried to move, but found that my hands and legs had been bound to the boulder as I slept, and I had no choice but to lay there with my pussy exposed and vulnerable to the mans attack, and let him screw me. My cunt was responding on it's own to the invasion by this wild man who was pumping his meat into me with wild abandon, and soon flooded my interior with his come. "Now that's just fine," I thought, "the ass-hole runs his rod into me, gets himself off, and leaves me laying here hot to trot."
I'd just opened my mouth to tell the jerk to get his cock into me and finish the job when I felt another hard male member dive into my depths and take up where the first had left off. It felt so good to have my pussy filled, that I did all I could to help with his access, raising my ass to his assault, and grinding it on his cock. I had almost gone over the edge when the man in my canal expended himself, and withdrew, this time leaving me panting, sweating, and grinding my ass in the air.
For the second time I started to scream at these men for leaving me like this when I was split nearly in two by a man whose proportions must have been dangerous in appearance, he rode into my pussy in one thrust, and my world exploded as his cock triggered my orgasm from deep within. I remember gasping, then my lights went out momentarily while I climaxed. The next thing I remember when I again became conscious is that I was straining to raise my ass up for his convenience. After that things again became a blur as I climaxed again on his tool. My orgasm must have taken him with me because the activity at my ass stopped, I felt him fall out of my dripping pussy, and then felt another cock drive into me. I was receiving another cock.
My mind let go of reality often for most of that day while the band of men who had found me took their pleasure in my pussy in turns. The men would cheer each other on as they screwed me while I thanked god I'd had a man like Geoff as my first man. At least I knew the cocks of these men would not hurt me if I relaxed and welcomed them into my love canal.
The men had each taken several turns screwing me and were mostly satisfied by the time the sky was completely dark that night. They were a tired lot when one of them built a fire and cooked them a hot dinner. The men were all eating when I finally spoke to them.
I said, "Hey, that food smells good! How about feeding me too?"
The men who had been eating and talking quietly among themselves, became silent at my words.
"Well, how about some food for the fucking you got?"
Their leader came to me, squatted down, grabbed a hand full of my hair and pulled my head up with it, peered into my face, and asked, "You aren't angry that we used you the way we did?"
"Am I supposed to be?" I asked before thinking.
The man held is plate to my face, and I ate it without question. While I chewed that bite, he asked, "You're different from the other women that have been banished, and left here for us to make use of. You seem to enjoy the sex we forced on you."
"I like to screw," I mumbled around my food. He missed the sarcasm and I continued, "I've learned that a mans cock in my pussy feels good." At least that was the truth, in part. "I've been with a man before who showed me that sex is not painful."
"Is that why you were banished from the City of Towers?"
No, I was banished because I embarrassed the High Counsel!"
"And where is this man you were with. The one who taught you to like sex with him?"
"He's still in the city."
"The Counsel allows him to stay there?"
"He's a prisoner there."
"I don't understand."
"He was captured, as breeding stock. He lives in one of the towers, where he services all women who come to him for his sperm."
"A captive male willingly has relations with any woman who comes to him? I don't know any man who would do that!"
"He is, the first."
The men were all silent as they listened to the conversation between their leader and myself. The leader stopped asking questions for a while and fed me silently, until I indicated by refusing the offered food that I wanted no more right then.
The tall, red-headed leader, then asked, "You were able to take us all repeatedly, all day today." He paused to think for a moment, "What I want to know is if you will be ready to do so again in the morning?"
"That depends."
"On what? If you're tied down or not?"
"No. If I'm tied down, it only makes it so I can't refuse to accept you. What makes the difference is if I'm ready to receive a man or not by being aroused, and lubricated."
"Oh. Then for some reason you were aroused when we found you here?"
"Obviously!"
"Why was that?"
"I went to sleep thinking about Geoff, the man in the city, and what he had done to me. I was dreaming about him when you and your friends began using my pussy."
"Oh. I see. I think!"
The man had been holding his cock as we talked, stroking it gently, and had produced a hard on that he was stroking with a practiced stroke as we talked. Just watching him do that to himself was enough to make my pussy start to flow it's juices, and soon, I could feel it running down my legs.
"It seems odd that you should jerk off while I'm at your disposal!" I commented, "and besides, watching you arouse yourself has aroused me too!"
The fellow looked at me for a moment with a blank look on his face, then he nodded at me when he understood what I'd said. He arose from his squat, and disappeared around the boulder I was laying across. I started to squirm so I might be able to keep my eyes on him, but forgot about it when he ran his fingers around my honey pot, dipped inside, then slid them out and found my love button. The effect on me was to turn every nerve in my body to a pinpoint of excitement.
When he touched me there I had no choice. My body opened itself to his touch and I heard my pussy suck in some air then burp it out at his second touch of my trigger. He touched me there a third time which is the last I clearly remember except for hearing myself beg him to put his cock in me. My world exploded into the velvet blackness when he drove his cock deep into me and my climax shook me completely while my pussy vibrated on his impaling cock which he repeatedly drove deep into me until he reached his climax within me.
I remember only dimly being screwed by the group of men late into the night but I didn't care if they used me like that forever and soon fell asleep while they took their turns in me.