The Oasis Club

02-Aug-23

2874 words | 1 |4.08

By PO469

Middle Eastern men kidnap a family and force all kinds of sexual action.

Jenny and Rick got married a week after she graduated from high school. She was seventeen and he was twenty two. He was tall, good looking and had a good computer job. They had been dating for almost a year. Her dad and I did not know how seriously they were involved, until Jenny told me that they were going to get married. That was a month before the wedding date they had chosen. Stan and I tried to talk her out of it, suggesting they wait at least another year. Jenny told us that if we kept saying no, they would elope, but that they would rather have a nice wedding with us there.

We put together a nice wedding, even with such short notice. After the service and the cake and the gifts and the dancing, they went for a two day honeymoon to Niagara Falls.

Stan and I were pretty well off, and we decided that we wanted to take them in a once-in-a-lifetime trip. We all talked it over and decided on a two week sightseeing trip to Egypt to see the pyramids, the sphinx and the other sights of that area.

It was a very long flight, and we took one day to just stay around the hotel and rest. The next couple days we started our sightseeing. Everything we were seeing, we had seen on TV but it was much better in person.

That night, we were eating supper at a nice restaurant near the hotel. We mentioned to the waiter that the kids had just gotten married. A couple minutes later, a man in a white gown and head scarf came to our table. He had dark olive/tan skin. “Excuse me, I heard you tell the waiter about the new marriage. I want to congratulate you. Please accept this bottle of wine as my gift. It is a very good year.”

He set the bottle on the table and the waiter brought five glasses and poured the wine. The stranger said a toast and we all raised our glasses. I did not see him drink from his. After we finished our deserts and each had another glass of the wine, we left the restaurant. Being close to the hotel, we had walked. I noticed that I started feeling a little funny.

The next thing I remembered was waking up with my wrists secured to the arms of the seat I was sitting in. When I was more awake, I looked around and saw that I was in the seat of an airplane and that my husband and the kids were in the same situation as me. They were also coming awake but not as quickly as me. I looked around and saw that it was a ten passenger plane. There were the four of us and four men all dressed in the same white robes and head wraps. One of them was the man who had brought us the wine in the restaurant.

I started yelling but the men ignored me. We were all fully awake now and trying to figure out what was happening. I was in a window seat, so I looked out. We were in a small jet and all I could see below us was sand. I was trying to see anything that I could recognize later, in case it would help us get rescued. We kept asking what was happening but got no answers.

After a couple of hours flying and I don’t know how many before I woke up, I saw a large area of green below us. There were no roads going to is but there was a large airstrip to one side, crop fields on another and lastly was what looked like an auto racing road course.

We circled and came in for a landing. I got a better look. The airstrip had six other planes like ours and two helicopters parked along it. There were exotic cars racing on the track and there were people working the fields. There was a big fancy, sort of castle looking building, A large plainer building and several smaller buildings.

We landed and the men with us unfastened us from the seats but fastened our hands behind our backs. We were lead off the plane. And then to one of the smaller buildings where we were all locked in one room. Our hands were freed. We were told to stay in the room and that we should not think about running, as it was more than fifty miles of hot desert before we would find any other people and that we would also not know in which direction to go.

We talked about our situation and figured that we had been kidnapped for ransom. We discussed who we could contact to arrange to get the money for our kidnappers. How much would they want? We did not have a huge amount of liquid assets to access. We realized that there was no chance of escape, and that we would need to cooperate to get out of is.

Hours later, we were taken to another room where a dining table was set with food. We were hungry, so we did sit and eat. Then we were led to the big fancy house where we were placed in front of one man in a very large chair. He was wearing a different colored Ghutra on his head. He smiled and nodded to us.

“Welcome. This place is called The Oasis Club. The members are all very rich men, and come here to indulge in some of their favorite pastimes. We have a track that is the quality of an F-1 track with their choices of super cars to drive. We have gambling and many other things to make them happy. The main reason many of them come is for the sexual entertainment that we offer. We have beautiful young women from all around the world, and some men also, to satisfy any sexual desire that they might have.” He spoke in very good English as well as his native language.

“The tiny amount of money that you have is of no interest to any of them. You were brought here because of the beauty of your daughter, and for an older woman, you are also pleasing. The four of you are going to put on shows to sexually entertain us for the next few days. If you entertain us well enough, you will be released and returned to your hotel. You must do all of the things that you are told to do, and do them enthusiastically and show that you are completely getting pleasure in doing them. Your full cooperation is imperative. Do you understand?”

We looked at each other and then nodded.

We were taken back to the first room and given clothing to change into. Rick and Stan were given Thobes and Ghutras to wear, like the men we had seen around. They wore nothing under them. Jenny was given a school girls outfit, with a short plaid skirt, crotchless lace panties and front buttoning white blouse. Rather than the saddle shoes and white socks that you would expect with that outfit, she was given red, three inch spiked high heels. The blouse was way too tight and put her large breasts on loud display. A woman came in. She was wearing a burka. All you could see of her was her eyes. She did Jenny’s long blond hair in two pony tails.

I was given a gray suit with a skirt that came almost to my ankles, a matching jacked and a white, front buttoning blouse, which was also too small for my 34-D girls. The top three buttons missing, and a push up bra made me show a large amount of cleavage. I looked like a double D. My brown hair was done in a bun and I wore glasses with thick black frames. I was the stereotypical librarian.

We were lead to the big gathering building. I saw that there were many seats, and a stage. They must have frequent ‘shows’ there. We were lead up on the stage. I saw about ten men in the chairs. Six looked like they were probably in their forties, and four looked to be teens. They were all dressed the same, white Thobes and Ghutras. The eleventh man was the one we met in his office. His head-ware was a different color.

I held Stan’s hand and waited. Rick had his arm around Jenny’s shoulder, and pulled her tight to him. Then the lead man told us to start kissing and groping. I tipped my head up so I could kiss Stan. “No. Switch partners. Wife kiss the son-in-law and feel his package. When he gets hard, drop to your knees, lift his Thobe and suck his cock deep in your mouth. Father, kiss your daughter. Then sit her on the chair and spread her legs. Get down and put you mouth to the opening in her panties and lick her cunt till she comes. Then put your cock in her and fuck her till you both come.”

We looked at him in shock. We weren’t expecting this. We looked at each other and Stan said that we did not have a choice, if we wanted to be released. I started kissing Rick and Stan started kissing Jenny. I felt Rick’s hand squeeze my breast and then move down to my mound. I looked over and watched Stan kissing and feeling Jenny. I heard Jenny moan.

Rick was kissing my neck. It felt good. I reached down and felt his package thru his robe. He was hard. I dropped to my knees in front of him and lifted his robe. His hard cock was right in front of my face. He was told to hold his thube up so the audience could get a good look at me blowing him. He was both a little longer and a little thicker than Stan. I felt my pussy tingle as I looked at his manhood. I held the base of his hard cock in one hand and slid my lips down over his shaft.

I looked over again and Stan had Jenny on the edge of the chair and his face was planted between her legs. Her hands were on the back of her head. “Oh Daddy. Yes Daddy, right there, lick me right there.” Stan had reached up and was unbuttoning her blouse.

I started getting sexually excited. I sucked Rick hard and deep and fast and he started fucking back at my face. He touched the back of my mouth and made me gag but neither one of us stopped.

Jenny cried out as she came from the oral sex her father was giving her. He pulled his robe over his head, got in position and slid his cock, balls deep, into his daughter’s cunt. “Yes Daddy, fuck me, fuck your daughter’s wet cunt. I want you, Daddy.” I was not sure if she was acting or if she was really that much into her father fucking her. I heard Stan ask her if she was on the pill and she nodded her head, yes. “Come in me, Daddy. Fill your daughter’s cunt full of your hot cum. I’ve wanted you to fuck me from when I first learned what sex was.”

Rick’s filling my mouth full of his juice brought my attention back to him. I swallowed down his load. He put me on my hands and knees and slammed his still hard prick into me. He fucked my cunt till we both came.

I heard Stan growl as he came in Jenny’s cunt. He pulled out and I watched his cum drip onto the floor. He always did fill me with a lot of cum.

“Your daughter did not have another orgasm. Get your face down there and eat her pussy till she does.” Knowing he had no options, Stan put his face to Jenny’s just fucked pussy and ate her cum filled cunt till she came. When he pulled up, the lower half of his face was covered with a mixture of his and his daughters cum. I saw the men and boys watching. Several of them were masturbating.

“Take them back to the room.” Three men took us to the room. We were all naked and no clothes were given to us. Nothing was said. We got in the beds with our spouses and cuddled. Nothing sexual happened.

We slept till after nine in the morning. Then we were fed and taken back to the room. The main man came into the room. “We voted and the majority voted that your performance was not good enough, but that we will give you another chance to put on a good show for us, today. He left.

A woman came in and brought us new clothes. Stan and Rick’s were the same. Jenny was given a sexy nurse’s costume and I was given a long sparkly red dress with a zipper down the front and four inch red high heels. Neither of us were given underwear. We were then taken back to the entertainment building.

We preformed again. This time we put even more effort into it. Jenny and I went 69 with each other. When she was on top, Stan fucked her. When I was on top, Rick fucked me. While Rick was fucking me, he was told to suck Stan’s cock. Stan stepped next to his and slid his cock in and out of Rick’s mouth till Rick got a mouthful of guy cum for the first time.

We worked hard at getting the men and boys watching us to like our show. It became obvious to us, and the audience, that we were not just acting. Everyone was truly enjoying the sex we were sharing. This time there was about four more men watching us. The announcer asked the audience if for the next show, they should bring the dogs to the stage to be serviced by the four of us or if we should be taken to the dungeon for some BDSM fun. There were cheers and clapping all around. Most of the calls were for the dogs.

An hour after we were taken back to the room, The lead man came in again. “You were voted down again”. Actually, there was not even a vote. They never intended to release us. They just wanted to keep our hope up till it was too late.

Stan shouted, “How could that be. We did everything you wanted and did it passionately. We fucked and sucked like no one could have done any better.” Stan lunged at him but was quickly grabbed by three guards.

“You will be staying here the rest of your lives, to entertain us and work for us. Your lives belong to us now.”

Stan and Rick were dragged away by the guards. About a half hour later we heard a man scream. Not long after that we heard a different male voice scream.

We did not see our husbands for five days. During those five days, Jenny and I were fucked and made to suck off at least ten guys each. On the sixth day, Stan and Rick were brought into the room. We quickly saw that their balls had been cut off. That was why we heard the screams. They had both been castrated. We hugged and kissed them and cried. Their cocks just hung uselessly down between their legs. Then they were taken away again.

Jenny and I were taken to the show building again, but this time we were told to sit in chair away from the stage. Rick and Stan were lead in and onto the stage. They were told to get on their hands and knees. For the next hour, several men fucked them up their ass holes and down their throats. They just calmly took all the cocks and cum loads deep in their holes. I broke down and could not look any more. This was going to be our lives as long as the men were interested in having us preform for, and service them. I wondered what would happen when they were done with us. Jenny hugged me as I wept. “Don’t worry, Mom. We’ll be OK and we will learn to love our place here. There are so many cocks for us to please and to give pleasure to all of our holes.”

We were taken back to the room. From then on, we seldom saw our husbands and were never allowed to spend time with them. Our place in life was only to sexually serve and please the men of the Oasis Club, and their sons.

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