Prologue

 

In this third installment in the best-selling series of books detailing the Talistaun's brutal occupation and domination of the American homeland, their unmerciful grip on society has strengthened. Appearing undefeatable and overly confident in their rule, their unwavering commitment to expose and enslave their perceived enemies is undeniably cruel and ruthless.

Having successfully annexed the state of Texas for the creation of their new homeland, now known as the Nation of Talistaun, they boldly and skillfully executed their diabolical plan to exact revenge on the western society they deemed as their moral enemies. The vast majority of the state's population managed to escape before the walls went up, but there were a few unfortunate souls unaccounted for in the days after the new Nation of Talistaun came to be.

For those trapped behind the evil walls, there was only wild speculation as to their fates. And for those unfortunate souls who found themselves captured, bound, gagged, naked and on display, while being delivered to the Nation of Talistaun on the backs of slave trucks, their lives were about to change forever. Helpless against their abductors, the reality of their fates became terrifyingly real when they saw the awful heart stopping words displayed prominently over the main entry gate; "You are entering the Nation of Talistaun."

Declaring all former ranking members of their adversaries' military or ruling political party a grave threat, they ordered all such members be captured and delivered to Talistaun for interrogation and punishment, by whatever means necessary. As a result, it became common for the spouses, family members, or simply mere friends of these former leaders, to be abducted and tormented until they revealed their secrets. Systemically, some of the world's most powerful men and women were being apprehended and taken away.

Even with their efforts to locate and capture their self-proclaimed adversaries gaining ground, there was a growing paranoia within the Talistaun leadership. The fear of an organized revolt against their regime permeated the leadership. The Talistaun were wise enough to know that their enemies would not simply accept defeat. They were therefore committed to doing whatever it took to gain the intelligence needed to crush anyone, or any group, who opposed them.

Without consequence or mercy, they justified their horrific actions based on the teachings that their self-proclaimed good book set forth. It was a book written, interpreted, and enforced by brutally evil men. Through the teachings of this medieval doctrine, women were considered the property of men, and enemies deserved no mercy. Being a female under Talistaun rule was difficult at best, but to be classified as an enemy, whether male or female, meant a life of enslavement and torment. Once captured and assigned their fates, no captive could escape the evil men who were free to enjoy the many sadistic pleasures they so feverishly desired.

In addition to the unimaginable horrors unleashed by the talented interrogators on the targeted captives in the horrific interrogation chambers, the Talistaun were also actively engaged in several other torturous and intensely humiliating indignities against the Americans and others who would defy them. With current sources of revenue becoming stagnant, the opportunistic Talistaun soon found other highly profitable ventures.

Based on their self-written precept, fresh breast milk became a highly sought after religious commodity, which the Talistaun now monopolized. Setting up Milking Farms to house and extract the precious fluid from captured American women, the Talistaun used a powerful hormone based drug that forced any woman injected with it to produce large amounts of milk daily. The drug was so powerful and unrelenting that even virgins were producing quarts of milk each day. In fact, virgin breast milk was the most valuable and sought after, as it was the rarest and sweetest.

These milking barns also provided great entertainment for the locals. Watching a mother alongside her virgin daughter at the milking farm was a real treat. This was especially so in the early days of their capture as they struggled together against the intensely humiliating effects of the hormone that tripled the size of their breasts before their daily milkings. Bound and naked, they were helpless against the intense sensations in their massive globes as the milk beaded-up on the very tips of their plump and sensitive nipples.

Other highly profitable ventures were discovered in the creation of Sex Slave Farms, Breeding Farms, and Domestic Slave Farms. These human slave farms, along with the expansion of the diamond mines that used mostly male slave labor to harvest the priceless stones, further bolstered their wealth, power and influence.

Driven by the darkest of sexual desires and the growing need to supply their expanding human slave farms with women and some select men, the Talistaun used their extraordinary wealth to create and train some of the most specialized and highly effective slaver teams ever assembled. These militia teams were sent on missions across the United States to abduct and deliver targets of interest to the Nation of Talistaun.

Their targets were often resistance leaders, former government officials, local dissidents, or other highly desirable targets, but these missions also included the mass abduction of attractive females for the sole purpose of enslavement at the farms. Stories of cruel human slavery, training and brutal torment, frightened even the hardest of men, while striking panicked fear in the hearts of women around the globe.

Feeding on the intoxicating sexual pleasures of watching their victims suffer in the throes of their horrific fates, the Talistaun became even more aggressive and sadistic with each passing day. With their paranoia and deprived desires manipulating their minds like a hallucinogenic drug, the Talistaun now saw betrayal and defiance around every corner.

This soon led to the establishment of a new 'Court-of-Sins' within the Nation of Talistaun. It was a court with no juries, no lawyers and no justice. Ruled by an appointed judge with unchallengeable power, defendants were truly just victims. It was a place where Talistaun men who merely suspected their wives and/or daughters of betrayal or infidelities could bring them before the judge, present their cases against the helpless women, and request immediate and often ruthlessly harsh punishment.

 

Chapter 1 - Fear Wins

 

The 'Interrogation Chamber' was a busy place overnight. Inside the room of horrors were five unfortunate folks who had been captured and identified for interrogation. Bound cruelly tight and left fully exposed in the chamber, the sounds of their suffering and torment were unmistakable. Knowing they were unable to escape their inevitable fates at the hands of their interrogators, the three resistance fighters Sara, Brianna and Maria, along with the husband and wife couple, David and Katie, who were found snooping around outside the gates, were helplessly ensnared. Having been left to experience the terrifying effects of their humiliating bondage for the evening, the chamber's occupants were suffering unimaginable mental and physical torment. Stripped and bound as they were, it took little imagination to understand the reality of the horrors they faced.

 

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The morning came painfully slow for Brianna. The beautiful 5' 6" tall, 120 lb., 22 year old blonde bombshell spent the entire evening under the relentless attack of the awful nipple stimulation boxes that were strapped over the ends of her impressive tits like a tiny bra that was too small. Inside the harmless looking covers, the specially designed nipple stimulators were at work with relentless effectiveness.

Still positioned up high on her widely spread knees, her arms were tightly trapped in an arm-binder and draped over the top of a horizontal bamboo pole behind her back. With the metal ring at the end of the arm-binder pulled tight and secured to an eyebolt in the floor below, her naked body was virtually immobile as her exposed breasts thrust upward from her tightly stretched body. Alongside her mother-in-law Sara to her right, and her cohort Maria to her left, they were lined up together nearly shoulder-to-shoulder, all mounted to the same pole in exactly the same manner.

By the time the early morning sunrise arrived, their knees were painfully sore and their bodies stiff from the hours of tight bondage that completely immobilized them. Unlike the other two bound and gagged women who shared the rigid bamboo pole with her, Brianna's body was glistening with sweat and shimmering with sexual tension as she struggled against the relentless devices atop her magnificent breasts. Unable to escape the relentless stimulation of her sensitive nipples under the cruelly ingenious wooden boxes, her young body was aglow with unimaginable torment. What started out as a humiliatingly pleasurable sensation slowly became unbearable.

Aptly called 'Talistaun Nipple Torture', Brianna was now at the breaking point. Exhausted from the repeated waves of orgasms that overtook her helplessly immobile body over the course of the night, her dazed eyes and whimpering cries told her story.

Abducted from their mountain hideout a few days earlier, the three key figures in the Palan resistance movement knew they wouldn't be able to hold out for long against the brutal Talistaun. Although Brianna was the first to experience the ruthless methods of the Talistaun, they each knew their turn was coming. All they could hope for now was that the resistance fighters got word of their capture before they broke. The group had planned for such an event, but if they didn't know a ranking member had been captured, they wouldn't know to enact the plan.

The Talistaun understood the benefits of interrogating one captive at a time, while allowing the others to watch. Inflicting pain and fear to acquire information was an age-old tactic and the Talistaun understood how much of the ordeal was mental, especially for those forced to watch. Witnessing the sights and sounds of another's torment can significantly soften-up the next victim inline.

Also occupying the evil chamber were David and Katie, who were also left mounted to cruel bondage devices for the night. The husband and wife tried desperately to ignore Brianna's cries and groaning, but it was hard. David was still hanging in a vulnerable spread-eagle position within the bondage frame and his wife Katie remained mounted to the leather bondage horse with her legs spread wide and open. They were left to endure the evening along with the three resistance fighters on the pole; they knew they had more painful and humiliating torment ahead.

For Sara, the 45-year-old, 5'5", 115 lb., brown eyed beauty with dark wavy shoulder length hair with bangs just above her eyebrows; it was a difficult night to say the least. She was able to see David and Katie's struggles while she witnessed Brianna's ordeal and didn't know where to look or what to think. All she knew for sure was that they were all in big trouble.

Sara was sensing Brianna's distress and could see the level of sexual tension building in her daughter-in-law's body. In fact, it wasn't long after Heather had left them alone in the terrifying chamber for the night that Brianna's body experienced its first climax from the unwanted pleasure in her nipples. It reverberated through the pole that kept all three naked women upright and exposed, so there was no mistaking when Brianna's body finally succumbed to the stimulation of her nipples.