Two days after Olga’s defeat on the seaside veranda, the last three cuntwhores stood in the prison yard, ready for the next chapter of their merciless abuse. Tatiana, Florina and Yelena stood with their legs wide apart to display their raw holes, wrists drawn to the magnetic collars. Xeniya had joined her cousin in the prison, dressed now in the Torment Team outfit of black leotard and black boots. Zenya was furious to find Xeniya intended to join the Foundation, and insisted she would direct the afternoon’s torment.
Zenya explained the day’s humiliation. The fucktoys would be bound tightly by the magnetic cuffs and forced to crawl the length of the prison, all ten yards, to the far wall. Cameras would broadcast every degrading moment of their ordeal. The last to touch the far wall would endure fifteen days in the dungeons, facing untold atrocities from Fox and her savage companions. As the three sex slaves began their journey the cousins constantly shouted at the cuntmeat to quicken their pace, threatening all three bitches would be sent to the dungeons to learn the value of sacrifice. Xeniya enjoyed standing behind Yelena, insulting the bound and naked sex slave as she writhed on the hard ground. “Your worthless arse is last, you fucking lazy slut. I am going to enjoy watching those bitches shove sticks into every hole hour after hour.”
Florina proved to be the most adept crawler, grating her thighs as she rolled toward the whitewashed wall. The Mexican fuckslut’s powerful, lithe body sweated from her ordeal, and she knew the viewers on the far side of the lens were enjoying every moment of her pain, savouring every scowl as she scrapped her raw flesh. This was the fate of Foundation cuntmeat, and all she could do was endure the degrading agony.
Finally, Florina and Yelena drew near to the wall, but Tatiana was struggling with her huge breasts to keep pace with her rivals. The Siberian cousins gathered around the busty Russian, relishing her impending defeat. Tatiana pleaded to be saved, but Zenya told her all Foundation cuntwhores deserved to be punished. “You are all just fuckmeat, only some lowly cuntwhores are even lower than others.”
As Zenya and Xeniya left, leaving Tatian howling from the thought of the abuse she would endure for the next fifteen days, Yelena and Florina remained against the wall. “It’s just you and me, you fucking bitch. I am going to end you, you Slavic whore.” “I’m not scared of Hispanic cuntmeat. Bring it on.” The two biggest bitches in the Foundation were ready for the final confrontation.