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Sam was shaking as she felt herself being dragged along. She couldn't believe it - they had been so close! Just one more step closer towards stopping this evil plot and now… now what? Her mind whirled with fear at the thought of her fate but also angered that after all this work, everything could be lost just like that. The ground shook underneath them; there were explosions going off around them. "Clover!" she yelled out desperately. There was no answer though. Only silence filled the air except for the sound of booted feet marching towards an unknown destination. It was hard to tell if the other girls even made it through or not. They seemed to have disappeared into thin air. Maybe they had gotten away, maybe they hadn't. Either way Sam wasn't sure how much longer she would last either. A loud voice echoed in the distance and the group came to a halt.

"Gentlemen," the leader announced, "bring me our new playthings."
The three girls looked up in horror as they realized who they were dealing with here: The infamous Dictator. Their capture meant something terrible was about to happen to them and their friends weren't coming to save them. But why? Why were these girls targeted by such an important person? What was he planning to do with them? Fear gripped Sam's heart as she tried to fight against the restraints holding her arms behind her back. Tears started rolling down her cheeks as reality set in- she was trapped in the clutches of a maniac with nothing to stop him from doing whatever he wanted to her body. She struggled helplessly trying to get free, but the guards only tightened their grip, making it clear resistance was futile.

A large room appeared before them, lined with leather couches and chairs. Glancing sideways, Sam noticed two of her friends being brought in too, both struggling just as hard. They didn't look happy either. Were those tears running down their faces as well? Was it really over already? How did things go so wrong? So fast? One of the men spoke up. "What shall we do with these naughty girls?" He asked with a grin, knowing exactly what kind of pleasure lay ahead for them.

Slowly, Sam's wrists were freed from the cuffs and placed firmly above her head. The guard pulled harder on the rope attached to them until Sam found herself hanging suspended in mid-air. Her skirt slid higher up her thighs exposing her bare pussy to everyone in the room. With each jerk, the feeling intensified as the blood rushed downwards to fill her swollen clit with excitement. Sweat dripping down her forehead, she let out small moans as the tension grew inside her body. Her legs spread open naturally as her panties fell to the floor revealing her wet folds begging for attention.

Without any warning, cold metal probes entered her vagina causing Sam to cry out in surprise and pain. The guards laughed as they continued penetrating her deep inside. The first probe pushed itself further in than expected and soon another joined its company filling every corner of her snatch. Each thrust sent electric shocks coursing throughout her body leaving her breathless with arousal. This was not the treatment they were supposed to receive when entering enemy territory. Instead of being interrogated, tortured or killed they ended up becoming some perverted sadist's sex slaves.

One of the guards stepped forward carrying an object that resembled a large dildo with a handle sticking out. Smiling mischievously, he inserted it into her ass hole stretching it wider and giving her yet another sensation she never knew existed. Another device wrapped around her nipples and started suckling them slowly drawing more gasps from Sam. As if reading her thoughts, the guards twisted the knobs faster sending a series of spikes into her sensitive flesh. Every muscle within her body contracted, bringing forth wave upon wave of pain. All the while, she remained aware of the fact that her friends were enduring similar experiences nearby. If they managed to stay alive long enough to escape this nightmare perhaps they could warn others of the danger posed by the cruel dictator.

Afterwards, they were left bleeding profusely, writhing in pain, and begging for mercy. However, their torment did not end here; now that their bodies no longer served any purpose except to please others, they began their new life as sex slaves to the evil leader and his cohorts. Their limp arms tied behind their backs and feet spread apart, each of them bound to a large dildo rammed deep inside them, thrusting up and down continuously.

They were displayed proudly in various rooms around the palace - Samantha suspended upside-down above a bedroom, with a vibrating cock penetrating her ass and another rubbing against her lips; Clover bent over backwards over the center table in the grand hallway, taking two huge cocks simultaneously up both holes; Alex laid out face down on a massage table in the garden patio, her gaping pussy and anus filled with different types of dildos, some spinning, others throbbing, stimulating every bit of tissue inside. These three once strong, intelligent and beautiful women reduced to nothing but mindless sex objects for perverted pleasures. No matter how hard they fought, how brave they were, or how many lives they saved, in the end, they lost, sacrificing everything including their own lives for humanity.