Alma3 Demon Queen
DKT 4: Female captivity Bed
*The Spear Family Revenge (DKT)*
“Come quickly out!” command Throes with snarling. In his hand was held a black whip that looked slippery.
The people he was snapping at were six girls who were inside the iron cage. The big cage just opened. The six beautiful girls inside immediately moved out and down from the pedicure.
The girls looked tired and untidy because they had gone through a long journey. Both of their hands were in a tightly bound condition. Some look limped, the effect of the slowness of the legs in an uncomfortable position.
“Come with me!” the command of a man while arbitrarily pulling the neck of the front of one of the six girls, so that his rough fingers touch the blob of the girl.
“Aaa!” scream the girl by the treatment of the man named Sangkur, but inevitably follow the pull. Rather than fighting but instead the clothes were torn.
Sangkur which also holds a slippery black whip does not continue to pull the neck of the girl's shirt. Just for a moment and it didn't look like he was enjoying.
“Come road!” snarled Fatty anyway, the man who was younger than Sangkur and a little more handsome. He was positioned behind the six frightened girls.
Ctas!
Occasionally a cauldron was whistled through the air, intent on giving fear.
From inside a short wooden house came a beautiful woman with a large body and dressed in red. On his right waist hung a short iron spear. In his hands were two bags of money. That wide-bodied woman was none other than the Dark Beautiful, the Delivery Field Insurer in the Demon Spear Group.
“Come we go home!” chanted Beautiful Dark to the dozens of men in red-spear uniforms who were sitting around resting.
Gorgeous Dark go up to the side of the pedati coachman. While over twenty bodyguards of the Demon Spear Group immediately ran in line to accompany the pedati. No one goes up or into an empty cage.
Meanwhile, the six beautiful girls were herded to a place inside the wooden housing complex.
Sangkur brought the six girls into an area surrounded by stage wooden houses. In the middle, there is a giant wooden building that is shaped like a thick plank wall high up. The building was shaped like a large flattened tube. There was only one door with no windows or roof on it.
The door was guarded by a man dressed in purple armed with a machete. He immediately opened the door when Sangkur came with the six girls. Thin remains guard at the back.
Suddenly the girl whose position was in the middle of the sequence galloped out of the line went trying to escape.
Ctas! Blet up!
“Ekr!” erang the girl when she knew a whip wrapped around her neck, made her run restrained and she fell in pain while holding the whip rope.
“Tamara!” peeking the other girls saw an attack on their friend Tamara.
The beautiful girl with shoulder-length hair quickly ran to find Tamara.
“Please release my friend, Swordsman!” shouted the girl named Cempaka to Gempul who had a whip.
“If once again try to escape, no mercy. Die!” snapped Fat.
He then loosened his whimper, so that Tamara who was in pain could free her neck that felt so sore. Tamara's neck became so red, it even removed red dots of liquid.
“You're bleeding, Tamara,” said Cempaka anxiously. He hurriedly wiped the blood coming out of Tamara's neck wound with his bare hands.
Ctas!
“Aak!” pekik Tamara and Cempaka when Gempul screech his scorn in the air, making both of them more afraid.
“Back to line!” caulking Order.
Cempaka immediately led Tamara back into line and followed Sangkur who also showed an angry face.
The six girls were brought inside the tall plank building. Inside, there was a short and soft grassy courtyard like the grass of a football field, half of the area of the circle of the high thick board wall. Some of them are wooden planks that are no higher than the end of the wall. It turned out that the giant cage was not roofed, but the building of the board house inside was roofed.
On the lawn were dozens of young women sitting together in a condition that both hands were also tightly bound. Forced to open the teeth even the bond will not be separated.
On the edges of the grass field stood the men in purple uniforms armed with machetes. While some of the men standing guard near the women gathered were armed with a slippery black whip.
The six girls Sangkur brought and told to sit down to join the girls who had sat there first. They all face towards one of the terraces of the wooden house building.
On the terrace was a man in a purple uniform who was sitting behind the table. He acted as a scribe. He was seen holding a stationery, not studying or writing a novel, but was listing the women one by one.
There was one woman standing down in front of the table escorted by a security man in a purple uniform.
Then the woman was clad in a thread necklace that was bobbed with small pieces of wooden board that had written numbers. He was led to enter one of the open doors. It turns out that inside there is already a female officer who will take care of the female captive.
The woman who has been put into the house, then she will not come out again. I don't know where it was taken then.
“Next!” yells the guy behind the desk.
“You forward!” the officer's orders whipped in the field while slowly pressing the head of the female captive who was told to go to the table.
The woman whose head was touched immediately got up and walked herself towards the front of the table. He had nothing to worry about running away because there was no way out. If you try to escape, just look for the disease yourself.
“Nisaak, do you know where we are?” cempaka asked half-whispered to the other group girl sitting in front of him.
The girl who was slightly older than Cempaka looked at the face of the woman who asked behind her.
“We are in Kotayu Darabisu, Kingdom of Ringkik,” replied the woman who was asked with a rigid face, showing no anxiety or confusion.
“Then what place is this?” ask Cempaka again.
“This is the place of captivity before becoming a Bed Female,” replied the woman again.
“What is a Female Bed?”
“Male satisfaction in bed.”
“What?!” cempaka's strangulation was quite tight which attracted the attention of the whipmen.
Ctas!
“Aac! Hiks hiks!” cempaka screamed as the sound of the screech was so close to his ears. He cried knowing what his fate would be like.
“Do not do anything!” snapped the whipman who had just whipped his whip near the head of Cempaka.
Cempaka continued to cry, but her crying was put down.
“No need to cry if you get in here. Options are only two, so Bed Females or die tortured,” said the more insightful woman.
Cempaka did not respond any more than crying out for fate.
One by one the women were told to come forward to be recorded and brought into the house. Until finally, it was Cempaka's turn.
“You forward!” command whip whip while pressing Cempaka's head slowly.
However, the cat did not wake up immediately. He really didn't want to go to the table there.
Ctas!
“Akk!” scream Cempaka, this time the whip actually hit him on the right leg. Be ill.
The whip managed to force Cempaka up and immediately walked away towards the table.
In front of the table, he was immediately accompanied by a security guard.
“Summit name!” command the man sitting behind the table with the poultry feather pen. He noted in the chain of lontar leaves.
On the top right side of the table was a pile of palm leaves that already contained the data of the female captives. On the left side of the leaf that is still empty.
“Cempaka,” replied Cempaka while sobbing subtly.
“Usia?” ask the scribe again.
“Twenty years.”
“Retails from where?”
“Gajahbatu Village.”
“Virgin or not?”
“Virgin.”
All Cempaka answers are recorded. After that the scribe picked up a small boarded thread necklace. On the pendulum was then written a number of numbers.
“Your number is one thousand and thirty-seven,” the scribe said and gave the necklace to the guard man to be clad to Cempaka's neck.
Cempaka could not resist when she was sheathed, then brought to the entrance.
“Next!” shouted the scribe.
Tamara's turn is told to go forward. (BH)
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