Alternative III

    The whip cracked across Lindsay Lohan's back. How could this be happening?
    The judge was known for her strict sentences, but this was slavery.
    Lindsay could feel the blood trickling down her back. She cried, "I'm Lindsay
    Lohan!" The whip wrapped around her neck. "Do you want me to feed you to
    them?" the man laughed as he tightened the whip. Lindsay looked over at his
    dogs. They barked and strained on their chain leashes.. Where was she?
    Is this Hell?

    She broke rock with a sledge hammer. Her clothes hung off her in rags.
    "Hey! Give me that bitch!" a Chinese man in a suite hollered. "Yes. Sir!"
    the guard handed Lindsay's limp arm to him. The Chinese man pulled her
    by the arm to his jeep and tossed her in the back. Lindsay looked for her
    clothes. They had been torn off. She fell back as the jeep speed away.
    "I.. don't deserve this... I just made a movie.. (cough)" she fainted. ...
    She could feel hands lifting her and bathing her.


    Her eyes fluttered open. It was a huge bath. There were many women
    and men; bathing. .. Her whipping made her scream as the soap worked
    its way along her cuts. "I... a." she sobbed with her mouth as wide as she
    could make it.  "Very nice." the Chinese man was standing over her beside
    her bath. "Are you sorry?" he gave a toothy smile. Lohan lept out of the bath.
    Her hands reaching out to strangle him. She was held back by three other
    women, who were bathing with her. "You will pleasure me or go back to
    breaking rocks." the Chinese man smirked and slapped her about the face.
    "Mother fucker!" Lindsay tried to kick him, but the three women held her.
    "Tie her up." he commanded.


    Lindsay was tied and dropped on a large bed of silk pillows. "I am not a slave."
    she tried to speak through the pillows in her face. "Miss Lohan you are
    the property of the Chinese government. Your country has expelled you.
    Here you will obey or be shot." the Chinese man's voice was mocking.
    He thrust himself into her pink mound. She shook about straining at her
    rope bindings. "Jesus! I need a drink!" she shouted. "Now that's what got
    you here." the man smirked and thrust himself up her butt. "Is that it?"
    Lindsay sneered, "I had bigger!"


    He punched her hard on her back and pulled at a ceiling hook. Hooking her
    by the rope tying her feet and hands. She was raised above the pillows
    and spun slowly .. "Here you are my toy." he smiled and spanked her
    as she spun faster. "Okay! Stop spinning! I'm going to hurl!" Lindsay begged.
    He stopped her in front of his cock. She took a deep breath and gave him
    fellacio.. She suckled his tea bag. "You are breeding stock." the Chinese
    man whispered. "What?" Lindsay had not planned on a life sentence.
    "This is my mansion on Mars." he clicked a button on his wrist watch
    and the curtains around the room drew back. She could see the Martian
    land scape. Her jaw dropped.


    "Be happy! You won't suffer the wars and riots on Earth!" he said.
    "I have friends and family, a career." she whimpered. He shook his head
    slowly no. "I am Ho Yen. I am the chief of Martian labor. You are very
    lucky to have me as your sponsor. You will make an excellent addition
    to my harram." Ho Yen spoke as he slapped her belly. "I must accept."
    she answered with a smile, "Could you untie me?" He shook his head
    slowly no and clicked another button on his wrist watch. The three
    women entered an carried her out to the large bath. There she was
    untied. Lindsay found a hammock to rest in. She had no clothes, none
    of the women did. "There must be a way back." she thought.


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