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MIA’s of the 3rd Gulf war Part 11

Story By Mad Gerald, Conwic & Soprano84

The content of this story is of sexual nature and does involve blackmail, and non-consensual sex.

ANYONE WHO MAY BE OFFENDED BY THIS STUFF PLEASE DO NOT READ. YOU WERE WARNED OK!

All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to anyone either alive or dead is purely coincidental.

This story is intended for ADULTS only.
IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 PLEASE DO NOT READ.

LEGAL STUFF:

The attached story may be shared with others and freely posted in newsgroups and on the Internet, provided no money is charged to read this document, or if it is I am offered free entrance to that site in payment and no part of this document, including the notices and attached fiction are modified, and the original author is given proper credit for their work.


This story is fantasy! (not real, Fantasy OK) and involves the gang rape of a woman. It is very nc. If you are under 18 or offended by such material please do not read.

FANTASY IS FANTASY! RAPE IS REAL AND HURTS PEOPLE AND DESTROYS LIVES KEEP THAT STRAIGHT IN YOUR HEAD!!

Copyright Mad Gerald 2014.

Our Brave Allies

The Commander watched and smiled in satisfaction. He watched and smiled as the gang rape of the three captive women went on in this manner for at least another hour or more. He watched as Diana slowly revived and eventually lifted herself off the table to look around in a dazed manner. He smiled even more as he saw the revulsion and fear in her eyes at what she saw, smiled as the woman who had been the most resilient of his women prisoners shuddered in revulsion at what was going on around her. He watched Diana as she back blindly away from the table, moving blindly until her progress was stopped by the wall. Diana huddled there against the wall, her eyes turned to the blank wall to escape the scene on the table, her body shaking with deep sobs. The commander was pleased with how his plan to break Colonel Deans was going. And pleased as well with the progress in breaking the three new women. This success confirmed his opinion that administering a sudden overwhelming shock to the woman upon her arrival was the most efficient means of breaking her spirit and preparing her to submit to the Brothers God had placed over her. But, there was still more to do. He waited another ten or fifteen minutes until almost all of the thirty or so off duty guards had taken their fill of the women and departed. Then he sent one of the departing men for Whalid. Whalid had not left his room since he had taken the little prisoners there last night. He had no doubt been fucking his little infidel whore all that time. But he knew that Whalid could be counted on to rise to the occasion- given the proper stimulus.

While he waited for Whalid, he walked in front of the three women lying on the table and examined each in turn. He smiled at what he saw and motioned one of his men to bring Diana over to him. She stood reluctantly beside him, her head downcast, her eyes fixed on the floor. Her new, more submissive attitude - and the cum still dripping out of her ass- made her look even more desirable than ever. He wrapped one hand in her not quite shoulder length, sweat soaked hair and pulled Diana’s head up, forcing her to look at the three women.

What she saw was three very cum covered women. One, Andrea, was still whimpering in shock even though she was no longer impaled on a cock. She lay on her side, eyes tightly shut, curled up in a fetal position in a pool of man cum. Next to her lay Andrea. She lay exhausted on her back, the men’s cum draining out of her cunt and ass hole to form a spreading pool between her limp legs, her eyes open but holding the blank thousand yard stare of someone who has seen more horrors than she could comprehend. Beside her lay Claire’s sprawled body. She was , if possible, even more covered in man cum than the other two. A thick sheet of it covered Claire’s chin and lips and matted her hair around her ears. Another sheet of white scum covered her entire pubic region from belly button to asshole and over the interior of both thighs. Her eyes were closed; her face seemed at rest. On that face was an expression of intense exhaustion and of something else, something more elusive. Beaten, raped , and abused, Claire’s expression nevertheless betrayed her satisfaction. For once in her life, she had been sated sexually. Diana shuttered as she looked upon Claire’s face. She found Claire’s expression disgusting, but at the same time Diana knew that a few moments ago her own face had held the same shameful expression.

“Yes, look at them! Look at what you have done to those two poor women! All this is your fault, Colonel! You chose them to suffer this!”

“No! You....you gave me no choice. I’m sorry.. But I had no choice! It‘s not my fault!”

“Not your fault?” He mocked. “You chose them! What kind of an officer are you? But then, you are no officer, are you. You’re a whore pretending she is an officer. You begged for my cock, just as that one “ , he said, pointing to Claire,” begged for the Brothers’ cocks. You two are alike. You and she are, as you infidels say, two of a kind. You both care only for your own pleasure, your own sexual needs. You and she are ruled by your desires. You are the lowest form of woman. A true whore! “

“NO! I’m not like her!.. Not like that..”

“But you are alike! You are no better than that whore.” He whispered to her, again pointing at Claire. “But she does not lie to herself or to us. She has accepted that she is a whore. Look at her face. She is at peace with what she is. She does not suffer like you do. When you become like her, when you accept your fate, accept that you are a whore like her, then you shall have peace as well.”

“ NO! I’m... I’m not like her. I am not a whore!”

“You are very foolish, a very foolish infidel whore. You try my patience. You have much to learn about yourself. You shall learn about yourself by watching the British whore. You shall learn just how uncontrollable are the sexual lusts that lay within women like you. Or her. I will see to that. For until you learn your true nature- acknowledge the desires that rule you and accept that you need to be controlled by a man because you cannot control yourself- you shall know only suffering and shall be the cause of much suffering for the women you pretend you command.”

Turning to the three guards remaining in the room, the Camp Commander gave them a burst of rapid Arabic. Grinning, two of them grabbed the unresisting, semiconscious Claire and carried her to the nearest set of manacles hanging from the ceiling supports. . After uncuffing her, they secured each of Claire’s wrists above her head in the manacles, leaving the still dazed, battered and cum covered woman hanging limply from the ceiling. The men knelt beside her, forcing her muscular legs apart and securing each ankle to one of the many rings set in the concrete floor, leaving Claire securely bound in a standing spread eagle.

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MIA’s of the 3rd Gulf war Part 12

Story By Mad Gerald, Conwic & Soprano84

The content of this story is of sexual nature and does involve blackmail, and non-consensual sex.

ANYONE WHO MAY BE OFFENDED BY THIS STUFF PLEASE DO NOT READ. YOU WERE WARNED OK!

All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to anyone either alive or dead is purely coincidental.

This story is intended for ADULTS only.
IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 PLEASE DO NOT READ.

LEGAL STUFF:

The attached story may be shared with others and freely posted in newsgroups and on the Internet, provided no money is charged to read this document, or if it is I am offered free entrance to that site in payment and no part of this document, including the notices and attached fiction are modified, and the original author is given proper credit for their work.


This story is fantasy! (not real, Fantasy OK) and involves the gang rape of a woman. It is very nc. If you are under 18 or offended by such material please do not read.

FANTASY IS FANTASY! RAPE IS REAL AND HURTS PEOPLE AND DESTROYS LIVES KEEP THAT STRAIGHT IN YOUR HEAD!!

Copyright Mad Gerald 2014.

Our Brave Allies

“Now for your lesson.”

Griping Diana by the handcuffs imprisoning her wrists, he shoved her forward to stand face to face with Claire. He pressed her forward until their warm breasts mashed together and her face was only inches from Claire’s face. They were so close that Diana could not avoid inhaling the strong smell of the man cum covering Claire’s face. Diana grimaced as the smell of sex which enveloped Claire like a blanket assaulted her nostrils. She shuttered and stared contemptuously into Claire’s half closed eyes. She was nothing like this woman, Diana thought.

“The first lesson is that a Western women like this one- or like you- can never get enough sex. She is a slave to her own desires which are insatiable. She would no doubt tell you that she does not want another man. That she is sore, exhausted. But the desire is still within her waiting to indulge itself. That is the nature of a Western woman. See yourself in her!”

The Commander gripped Diana’s mass of sweat soaked hair and pressed her face even closer until her lips were touching Claire’s cheeks.

“ Lick her! Taste the man cum covering her as you clean her face of the Brother’s cum!”

Diana was repulsed by his command. But she was too experienced - and to exhausted- to try to defy him. Reluctantly, she obeyed, sticking out her tongue and at the same time tightly shutting her eyes as she probed toward Claire with her tongue. When her tongue touched Claire‘s skin, it was as if a connection had been made in an electrical circuit. Both women jumped as Diana’s soft warm tongue made contact, licking gently over Claire’s cum covered cheek. Guided by the hand in her hair, Diana licked slowly across Claire’s face, the taste of the dried man cum covering those cheeks filling her mouth with their strong, salty taste, making Diana want to gag. To her surprise, Claire pressed back against her, seeking more contact with Diana‘s tongue. A small moan escaped from Claire’s parted lips as Diana‘s tongue moved over her chin to her right cheek. There Diana licked that cheek as clean of the men‘s cum as she had the other one. The strong salty taste of the men’s cum filled her mouth, making Diana‘s head swim.. When she had finished the cheeks, the hand guided her lips back to Claire’s mouth, holding her so her lips were just touching Claire’s. Without waiting for the command, Diana began to run her tongue over Claire’s lips, flicking it into Claire’s open mouth to slither over the other woman’s teeth as well as Diana cleaned off every speck of cum. Another moan escaped Claire’s lips, traveling directly into Diana’s mouth.

“ Already the whore wants more. “, the Commander gloated.

His hand bent her head down toward Claire’s large cum streaked breasts. Reluctantly, Diana broke contact with Claire’s mouth and began licking the cum off the soft skin of Claire’s breasts. The cum was not so thick here, allowing Diana to taste Claire, to taste the other woman’s sweat and her unwashed skin as well as the guard’s cum. To her surprise, that taste did not repulse her. Instead, the taste of Claire’s unwashed feminine body aroused her. That arousal grew as Diana’s tongue licked down the warm, round expanse of Claire’s breasts to the rough texture of her nipples. As Diana licked over Claire’s erect red nubs, a louder moan escaped from Claire’s lips, a moan clearly indicating that Diana’s tongue was arousing the other woman. In response, Diana sucked harder on Claire’s nipples, taking first one and then the other between her lips and tugging on them lightly with her teeth. Claire’s moans increased as Diana captured those rough nubs between her teeth and pulled on them, stretching the blood red nipples to twice their normal size. Diana was about to take them into her mouth and suck on them when the Commander’s hand forced her head down away from Claire‘s nipples. Diana could barely stifled her moan as that nipple was torn from her lips.

He forced her to her knees in front of the spread eagled Claire. Diana found herself looking with fascination at the other woman’s open, cum covered cunt lips. She did not resist as the man’s hand lightly pushed her face forward into that cum swamp. Instead, Diana willingly thrust out her tongue and began licking at Claire’s swollen, angry red cunt lips. The intensity of the tastes filling her mouth overwhelmed Diana. It had been a long time since Diana had only tasted another woman’s cunt. And that cunt had tasted nothing like Claire’s unwashed, cum filled swamp, the dumping ground for twenty or more loads of the guards‘ cum.

Above her, Diana could hear Claire’s voice weakly protesting, crying “ No.. don’t.. please.. no more!“ But Diana ignored her as she concentrated on licking Claire’s cunt. The taste of the guards’ cum dominated, but Diana could taste something else as well, a distinctly gamy, feminine taste that was undoubtedly Claire. Gagging on the taste of lukewarm man cum, Diana repeatedly thrust her tongue deep between Claire’s cunt lips, seeking more of that intimate feminine taste. For the moment at least, her contempt for Claire was forgotten as Diana tried to comfort the other woman the only way she could. She saw in this act a fitting punishment for all the harm she had done this day. Now she was suffering the humiliation she had however unwillingly inflicted on others. Now Diana felt the degradation that the Marine Sergeant and Andrea had felt when they had been forced to lick Diana‘s cunt. to her disgust and against all her instincts, Diana found that she was aroused by this humiliation. Spurred on by this arousal as well as by the way the moaning Claire was pressing her sloppy cunt back against Diana‘s searching tongue, Diana had begun to get into licking Claire’s cunt when she was rudely jerked back to her feet by the hand gripping her hair.

“ See how simple it was to arouse the Whore’s passions with your tongue. And it does not even require your Western perversions to arouse her. Pain will do as well as pleasure with such as whore as she. Watch!”

As Diana watched, the Camp Commander began to slap Claire’s big breasts with the flat of his hand. He aimed at Claire’s huge, swollen nipples, striking each in turn. The force of his blow made Claire’s big breasts wobble from side to side. The “CRACK” of his hand striking the soft globes filled Diana’s ears, drowning out Claire’s cries of pain. Diana watched the already battered twin globes turn a bright angry red. As he worked on Claire’s breasts, Whalid finally arrived. Between blows, the Commander motioned him to stand behind Claire and in Arabic told him:

“ Ah, Finally. I feared that you were too weak to do your duty after all that time you have spend with that little American whore. I have need of your spear. If you are man enough.”

Whalid was stung by the implied insult, but held his tongue in the presence of his Commander.

“ I am sorry Sir. I came as soon as I received word that you wished my presence. I am ready to do my duty, God willing. What is it you wish me to do?’

“ Put the tip of your spear at the opening to her ass. Put it just inside her and hold it there. And then remain still. She shall fuck you. Though she does not know it yet, this one wishes to feel your cock up her ass. For that honor, she will be the one who does all the work. “

Immediately, Whalid moved to obey. He stroked his half erect cock a few times and then pushed the head of his monster cock against the open “O” ring of Claire’s much abused asshole. It easily slide inside, meeting no resistance from Claire‘s stretched out sphincter muscle. Distracted by the pain being inflicted on her breasts, Claire did nothing as he penetrated her other than slightly arch her back. Whalid used one hand to hold his cock there, just inside the entrance to her ass hole and waited.

Once the Commander saw that Whalid was ready, he picked up the pace and power of his blows. As the alternating sound of his hand smacking into her breast flesh and Claire’s screams filled the room, he spoke again, this time in English.

“ Now you British whore bitch, fuck back on the Brother’s cock. Fuck yourself on his mighty spear. Tell us how much you desire it as you take all of its mighty length into your filthy ass. Do as I say, or I shall beat your cow’s utters until they are black!”

Claire instinctively pushed back, desperate to end the pain ravaging her breasts. But as the first inches of Whalid’s cock sank into her, she quickly realized that this cock was significantly larger in girth than any that she had experienced before. Not even her earlier gang sodomy had fully prepared her for this monster. The pain as it stretched her ass chute rivaled the pain filling her red, burning breasts. Claire cried out in desperation, afraid of destroying her ass if she continued ]pushing back onto Whalid’s cock but equally afraid of what the Commander was doing to her breasts. Already, Claire’s breasts had been turned into twin red pain globes, fleshy punching bags for the Commander. He spoke again, emphasizing his words with blows across the tips of Claire’s swaying breasts from his open palm.

“ DO AS I SAY, WHORE...... CRACK .....OR I SHALL DESTROY YOUR BREASTS! CRACK.....SHOW US HOW MUCH YOU ENJOY THE FEEL OF HIS MANHOOD PENETRATING YOU! SWALLOW IT ALL IN YOUR WHORE‘S ASS!. CRACK.....THEN TELL COLONEL DEANS HOW MUCH YOU WANT THAT COCK! CRACK... SAY IT WHORE!”

Beside him, Diana cringed in sympathy with Claire as blow after blow made the other woman‘s breasts fly first one way then the other. Having had Whalid’s giant cock in her ass, Diana knew the unbelievable pain Claire was experiencing. But the sight of Claire’s deep red, blood filled breasts being methodically pounded by the Commander’s open palm terrified her even more. Her heart went out to Claire as she watched in horror. She found herself crying out,

“ Tell him. Say it. You have no choice. PLEASE! Just tell him what he wants to hear!”

With a terrible wail, Claire thrust her ass back onto the huge cock waiting to impale her. But it only sank two inches deeper into her ass despite her Herculean effort. Claire let out a cry of frustration. She gathered herself, breathing deeply, panting like a woman giving birth, and then pushed back again, a terrible grimace on her face. Grimly, she struggled to force Whalid‘s monstrous cock inside her own ass. This time she managed to sink another three inches of cock meat inside her burning asshole. At that point, Claire froze, too afraid to continue, struggling desperately to adjust herself to the width of the fleshy log impaling her. As she hesitated, the Commander slammed her breasts again and again, perversely demanding that she tell Diana how much she enjoyed having Whalid’s cock up her ass. Struggling to gather her strength, Claire blurted out:

“ AGHEE. GIVE ME YOUR COCK. GIVE IT TO ME! I WANT IT! I WANT THAT COCK UP ME!”

“ GOOD! Now take all of his cock inside you, and I shall stop slapping your breasts with my hand. DO IT NOW WHORE!”

Desperate to end her nightmare of pain, Claire took a deep breath and pushed back against Whalid. She let go of a mighty scream as she pushed herself back, impaling herself fully onto his oversize cock. Then Claire hung there exhausted by her efforts, her impressive chest rising and falling as she fought for the breath to fill her lungs, her ass wiggling from side to side as Claire tried to adjust herself to the size of the cock filling her. She had finally succeeded. His cock was fully buried inside her, his cock hair pressing against her bruised ass. Behind her, Whalid waited patiently, his face betraying only a trace of the intense pleasure he felt as Claire’s ass chute gripped his cock, as she struggled desperately to shit out his invading cock. Barely able to breath and still in great pain from the cock impaling her, Claire looked expectantly at the Commander, believing that now at least now her breasts would be spared. The commander smiled back at her and said:

“ Very good Whore. Now I shall indeed stop slapping your udders with my hand. I shall use my blet instead. I did not say anything about stopping my punishment of you,. For punishment is the lot of an infidel whore. That is why God the Just has sent you and Colonel Deans to us!“

In horror, Diana watched his smile grow even wider as he pulled the thick leather belt from his uniform and wrapped one end around his right hand and caught the loose end in his hand. He drew that arm back and lashed out at her left breast with the doubled over leather belt. The resulting “SMACK” followed by Claire’s agonized scream filled the room. The Commander laughed and gloated:

“ Push back on his cock, you Western whore! Fuck herself on it! Tell us.. no ...tell Colonel Deans how much you enjoy the feel of the powerful cock of a true Believer filling you.. Tell us what a filthy whore you are as you fuck your ass on Whalid’s mighty cock!”

For a long moment, Claire simply could not move, paralyzed by the burning pain of Whalid’s impalement and the shock of the Commander’s unexpected attack on her swollen, abused breast. Then, the Commander landed another blow with his belt on her other breast, the leather sinking deeply into the soft red breast flesh. With the wail of despair, Claire began to thrust backwards, fucking herself on Whalid’s cock as the big man held himself stationary, his teeth clinched, sweat pouring down his dark face. At the same time, she began screaming out the words she thought the Commander wanted to hear, her words coming out in counterpoint to the sound of the belt lashing her soft breasts.

“ PLEASE .. FUCK .. ME! I WANT YOUR.. ARGHEE.. COCK. GIVE ME YOUR COCK UP MY BIG WHORE’S ASS. FUCK ME YOU BLEEDIN BASTARD. FUCK ME ARGHEE GOD, FUCK MY ASS! USE ME...... USE ME LIKE THE WHORE I AM! ”

As Claire’s bound body pumped and squirmed, fucking itself on Whalid’s cock, the Commander paused in his whipping of Claire’s breasts to pull Diana to him, forcing her to look directly at Claire’s tear streaked face as he whispered into her ear,

“ Look at her! Listen to her! See how the pain and the humiliation arouses her just as the abomination of your tongue on her cunt did. See her for the whore that she is. Look at her closely, for she is a mirror of your own desires. Soon you shall show yourself to be just as weak and whorish.. Soon you shall beg for Whalid’s cock to be in your ass. I see the envy of her in your eyes already. Already you would change places with her to satisfy your own perverse desires, won‘t you. YES! You western whores are all alike!”

Diana stared back at him, unsure how to reply. At that moment, she would have changed places with Claire. She would have done so not to satisfy any lust on her part , but as an act of atonement for the suffering she had caused. This was, her mind told her, all her fault. She should be the one suffering, not this woman.

“ Yes, Let me take her place. Let me fuck myself on that misshapen cock of his. I’m begging for his cock now. Let me have it up my ass! I should be up there, not her.”

He laughed and whispered, “ No, not yet! Your time will come soon. but this is her time. Watch and learn!”

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MIA’s of the 3rd Gulf war Part 14

Story By Mad Gerald, Conwic & Soprano84

The content of this story is of sexual nature and does involve blackmail, and non-consensual sex.

ANYONE WHO MAY BE OFFENDED BY THIS STUFF PLEASE DO NOT READ. YOU WERE WARNED OK!

All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to anyone either alive or dead is purely coincidental.

This story is intended for ADULTS only.
IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 PLEASE DO NOT READ.

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The attached story may be shared with others and freely posted in newsgroups and on the Internet, provided no money is charged to read this document, or if it is I am offered free entrance to that site in payment and no part of this document, including the notices and attached fiction are modified, and the original author is given proper credit for their work.


This story is fantasy! (not real, Fantasy OK) and involves the gang rape of a woman. It is very nc. If you are under 18 or offended by such material please do not read.

FANTASY IS FANTASY! RAPE IS REAL AND HURTS PEOPLE AND DESTROYS LIVES KEEP THAT STRAIGHT IN YOUR HEAD!!

Copyright Mad Gerald 2014.

Our Brave Allies

“ Get use to the feeling of a man’s cock in your ass, you whore. After all the Brothers who had you tonight, your belly will soon be filled with a manchild. You’ll be pregnant with the child of the brothers, a child who is the product of the twenty or more Brothers who have filled you with their seeds. But, for a Western whore like you, being with child is no reason to leave you without a man‘s cock. No, as your belly swells, it will make your worn out cunt tighter, more pleasurable. And when your belly is too big to ride you on your back, the Brothers will put you on your hands and knees like the dog that you are. Then they will ride your ass, ride you like they would a boy as the child - our child- grows within you. “

The Commander kept on and on, repeating himself again and again as he drove home to the new captive her hopeless position. As man after man drove their cocks into her loose, cum filed ass hole, he repeated these words to Claire, driving them home with his repetition. Then he did the same to Andrea, whispering those words into her ear as she squirmed and whined, caught between the cock fucking her sore cunt and the wooden monster impaling her ass. Again and again, he promised both women an uncompromisingly grim future as the Brother’s breeding machines. As he filled their minds with these images, guard after guard filled the two helpless captives with their cum. And as the guards relentlessly sodomized Claire, Claire in turn relentlessly sodomized Andrea. The agony of the endless sodomy was even worse for Andrea than it was for Claire. In Andrea’s case, the cock in her ass never climaxed, never grew soft, never withdrew to give her a moment‘s relief. It just kept on endlessly plowing into her swollen, raw asshole, the hard projections on the false cock cutting and bruising the sensitive lining of Andrea’s ass chute with each thrust. Immobilized by the ropes holding her bound to Claire, with Claire’s big, soft, sweaty breasts pressed against her back, Andrea could not escape the cocks rubbing against her clitoris as the men thrust into her. They eventually drove her to climax after climax solely from that relentless friction as the men’s cocks battered against her clit. But even that was no relief from the constant, all consuming burning in her asshole. That burning, like an itch she could not scratch, was driving Andrea crazy, making her buck and scream as Claire‘s dildo relentlessly plowed into her ass.

All the while, as guard after guard forced their cocks into ass or cunt, Diana knelt beside the two bound POWs. Submissively, masochistically, then willingly... Diana serviced an endless stream of guards, licked and sucked their cocks seconds after those cocks had been pulled from Claire’s asshole or Andrea’s cunt, serviced them while they still reeked of the combined smell of cum and ass or cunt juices. But there were too many guards for Diana alone to service. Impatient guards dragged over the still bound Wendy to kneel beside Diana and put Wendy to work cleaning their slimy cocks as well. The two of them barely kept up with the demand for their services. Overwhelmed, Diana soon lost track of the time that she spent there on her knees, servicing the guards’ cocks. All Diana could see and smell now were those cocks. They became her whole world. They began to look alike to her. Soon, they all became the same cock in Diana’s mind. Time seemed to slow down and then to stop as she endlessly fed on that cock. Through the muffled sounds of the men rutting in Claire and Andrea, she remained vaguely aware of their presence and that their gang rape was continuing. But she paid little attention to them, concentrating instead on the cock thrust into her mouth or held against her lips, its taste and smell comprising her whole world.

This seemed to go on forever until suddenly there were no more cocks. Diana found herself kneeling behind Claire. Groggily, Diana shook her head, trying to remember where she was, who she was. Then it slowly came back to her as she felt the sheet of cum drying on her chin and cheeks and tasted the thick, salty paste filling her mouth. and coating her tongue. A voice was whispering in her ear, something about helping the British woman. Helping her cum. Diana nodded her head. She did not resist as someone guided her arm up and pressed her cupped hand against Claire’s open, cum slick cunt lips. She felt her hand being swallowed up in the slick warmth of Claire’s cunt, felt Claire’s cunt gripping her hand. Then the voice whispered in her ear again. Obediently, Diana began to move her hand , pressing it forward against the slick resistance, watching dispassionately as her arm disappeared into Claire’s cunt. A hand at her elbow guided her, moving her hand first in and then out of Claire’s cunt in a steadily increasing tempo. Diana felt Claire’s exhausted body tense, the muscles more tightly gripping her hand. Diana felt the resistance increase the deeper her hand penetrated into the folds of Claire‘s cunt. Though she could not see it, Diana could feel Claire’s hips begin to move in response to her fist fucking. Once again, she was pumping that horrible ridged dildo deep into Andrea’s ass, the thrusts of Andrea’s hips painfully mirroring the thrust’s of Claire’s.

A hand gripped Diana’s hair in addition to the one guiding her arm. It forced her face forward, pressing it against Claire’s ass. Obeying the unspoken command, Diana thrust out her tongue and began to lick at he ring of cum drying around Claire’s open asshole. The bitter taste made her moan. Once the area around Claire’s sphincter was licked clean and shiny, Diana pushed out her tongue, shoving its tip into Claire’s open ass, searching for the man cum still slowly dribbling out. As she searched for it, her hand continued to move inside Claire, fist fucking her, filling her body to reach deeper and fill Claire to a greater extent than anything she had ever experienced before. Diana’s hand became Claire’s whole world, moving inside her, pounding on her womb, filling her as never before as it drove Claire on to the most shattering climax of her life. But even that was not the end. For what seemed like hours through the rest of the night, Diana’s hand kept moving inside Claire. It kept moving relentlessly up and down inside Claire, driving her exhausted body on to yet another orgasm and another until hours later the screaming Claire passed out again, fainted for the third and last time that night.

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Old 09-21-2014, 09:21 AM
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Great story so far! Rape, Humiliation, and Remolding Diane!

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Thank you very much for your praise Storming and Kolt very much appreciated cheers

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Old 09-24-2014, 03:25 AM
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MIA’s of the 3rd Gulf war Part 18

Story By Mad Gerald, Conwic & Soprano84

The content of this story is of sexual nature and does involve blackmail, and non-consensual sex.

ANYONE WHO MAY BE OFFENDED BY THIS STUFF PLEASE DO NOT READ. YOU WERE WARNED OK!

All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to anyone either alive or dead is purely coincidental.

This story is intended for ADULTS only.
IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 PLEASE DO NOT READ.

LEGAL STUFF:

The attached story may be shared with others and freely posted in newsgroups and on the Internet, provided no money is charged to read this document, or if it is I am offered free entrance to that site in payment and no part of this document, including the notices and attached fiction are modified, and the original author is given proper credit for their work.


This story is fantasy! (not real, Fantasy OK) and involves the gang rape of a woman. It is very nc. If you are under 18 or offended by such material please do not read.

FANTASY IS FANTASY! RAPE IS REAL AND HURTS PEOPLE AND DESTROYS LIVES KEEP THAT STRAIGHT IN YOUR HEAD!!

Copyright Mad Gerald 2014.

Our Brave Allies

Diana stood silently on the stage halfway between Sheri and Beate as the Commander greeted the four Jihadees in Arabic and made his formal offer of hospitality. Though she felt ashamed to meet their eyes, Diana tried to let them know that everything would be alright with reassuring glances, even though Diana was far from sure in her heart that such would be the case. The twins replied with sympathetic looks and , in Beate’s case, a silently mouthed “its OK”. Despite her embarrassment and her sympathy for the two Captains, Diana could not keep her eyes off their exposed bodies. Knowing that in a short time she would be making love to both the younger women whether she wished it or not, Diana began to think of Beate and Sheri in a different way, or perhaps began to think openly of desires she had previously suppressed. Diana tried to rationalize this desire by telling herself that she would comfort them, that it was better that she made love to them rather than to see them raped and tortured by Hassan. But Diana could not deny to herself the physical excitement she felt at the prospect of making love to Beate and Sheri..

. Beate had been tied with her back to the pole. Her arms had been tied high above her head. This pulled back Beate’s class “A” blue jacket to fully expose her large breast cones, cones topped by perfect little finger size, red nipples. Below her exposed breasts were two loops of rope encircling both her stomach and the brass pole. Below the rough hemp rope, framed by a pale blue garter belt holding up dark blue nylon stockings Beate smooth shaven vagina was clearly visible to Diana, its pale red inner lips exposed to Diana’s stare. Beate’s feet, clad in black, “ fuck-me” high heels. were spread shoulder width apart by a metal bar secured at her ankles. Ashamed of the feeling that were filling her mind but unable to get them out of her mind, Diana had to struggle to tear her eyes away from Beate’s nude body. But when she did so, her eyes were instantly drawn to the equally inviting nude body of Beate’s blonde Twin- Sheri.

Sheri had been tied in the metal frame set at the opposite end of the stage. Her hands and feet had been each been chained to a corner of the square frame, cruelly stretching Sheri into a painfully severe standing spread eagle. She was identically and erotically clad in an open Air Force class “A” jacket worn over blue garter belt and nylons. with black high heels. It was clear to Diana that Sheri was clearly in pain, her body stretched and held in the corners of the square metal frame by the chains securing her feet and hands. The chains held Sheri fast in the center of their steel web, painfully stretching her strong body almost beyond human endurance while at the same time the arch of her stretched body was thrusting her full, perfect breasts out so invitingly toward Diana. Diana could not help staring at those enticing breasts. Nor could she help wondering what they would feel like in her hands or noticing how the pale, sweat shiny skin of Sheri’s torso contrasted so vividly with her blood red, heavily lipsticked mouth and her red, erect nipples. The sight of Sheri’s obvious pain and of her lush nude body combined in its effect on Diana. She wanted so much to comfort Sheri, to take her into her arms and protect her. But, at the same time, she also wanted to lick the sweat from Sheri’s soft breasts and to taste those hard, blood red nipples. Sheri’s body was so lovely, so soft and so smooth, so warm- so unlike the hard, hairy male bodies of the Brothers that had raped her again and again. Diana was drawn irresistibly to Sheri even as she told herself that this was wrong, that what she was about to do would make Sheri hate and despise her. But, Diana knew that she would do it, both because she had to and because she wanted to. Diana licked her lips as she waited nervously for the Commander to signal to begin.

But the Commander was apparently in no hurry. Diana watched from her vantage point on the stage, which stood about three feet above the room’s floor, as he greeted each of the Jihadees. Diana was surprised at how young they all looked. They hardly seemed more than teenagers. But, as she knew from her experiences in the camp, the young ones were often the most cruel. The Commander led the four Jihadees to the three POW’s lined up waiting by the middle booth. He had each woman kneel before the grinning Jihadees, bow their heads, and speak their names. Revlon, Summer, and Allison. Then he led the four men to Sam. Though Diana could not understand his words, she could see him gesture first at the assortment of whips and crops hanging from the frame holding the big Marine Major and then at Sam‘s strong, smooth back. His invitation was clear. Next, the Commander led the men to the foot of the stage. He gestured at Sheri, at Diana , and then at Beate as he addressed a stream of Arabic at his guests. Then he snapped:

“ WHORES! Each of you will speak your first name. No ranks. First name only!”

Their responses were a telling indication of the emotional state of each woman, a strong, if resigned “Diana”, followed by a defiant “Beate”, and a low, pain filled “ Sheri”.

With the formalities out of the way, loud music began. It was all American music, a mishmash of pop tunes , some were old, some Diana assumed to be new since she had never heard them before. Diana took a deep breath and began to dance. She let her body go, imaging that she was dancing for Sheri and Beate rather than for the leering men. Three of the four Jihadees had settled into booths on one side of the room and were watching her. Two men occupied one both. The third man sat in a separate booth. Each man had a POW kneeling in front of them, the woman‘s leash in one hand or draped over his lap. The fourth man was standing behind Sam, looking over the collection of whips surrounding her bound form. He did not appear to be very interested in Diana. All his attention appeared to be centered on Sam‘s almost nude body. He walked slowly around her, running his hands over the big woman’s bare back and midriff as he progressed. . Diana watched the blindfolded Sam arch her back and hold her breath as the man stood in front of her, one of his fingers tracing lightly over her skin from belly button to the clasp of the bra resting in the deep cleavage between Sam’s breasts. Diana saw Sam shake her head “NO” as the slight young man, the top of whose head barely came up to Sam’s chin, grasp the bra in one hand and then with a single violent jerk ripped the flimsy black bra off Sam. He lifted one of her full, bare breasts in each of his hands. He just stood there, fascinated, weighing her heavy breasts in his hands, feasting his eyes upon Sam’s half nude form.

Diana turned away, trying to put Sam’s sad situation out of her mind so that she could concentrate on dancing. She knew that she had to be careful. She had seen the Commander there in the shadows watching her. Diana closed her eyes and tried to see the music. But what she saw in her mind’s eye was Sheri- nude, bound, and vulnerable. Diana reached down with one hand and unhooked the chain which - barely- held her mess jacket closed, allowing the jacket to swing open as she moved with the music. Now Diana’s full breasts were fully exposed, swaying freely as she danced across the stage. Brazenly, She face the booth with the two Jihadees , spread her legs and began to caress herself between her legs, a false smile fixed on her face. Then she turned and bent at the waist as she peeled the white thong panties down to her mid thigh, giving the watching men a good view of the slightly open “O” of her ass hole, the permanent result of her repeated anal rapes. Looking back at the men over her shoulder, Diana then pushed her thong down further until she could step out of it, leaving the shiny garment there on the stage floor. Feeling very self-conscious about performing like this in front of Sheri and Beate, Diana nevertheless did her best to arouse the watching men, moving her body like a whore in heat while at the same time taking care to keep the smile fixed on her face. Body moving, breasts swaying, Diana turned to face the men sitting in the booths. She saw that each of the three men had a POW kneeling like a pet dog between his spread legs. The women were facing out toward the stage, toward her. From her vantage point looking down on the three kneeling women, all Diana could see of Revlon and the redhead, Burke, was their hair hanging over their downcast faces as they knelt on the floor, apparently unwilling to watch Diana’s humiliation. That was not the case with the third woman, Lieutenant Commander Kennich. The blonde JAG officer was staring up at her, an expression of smug satisfaction on her face. She was obviously enjoying Diana’s humiliation. As Diana danced she saw one of the men grab Revlon’s long dark hair and use it to force her to watch as Diana invitingly stroked her own breasts and the vee of her open legs. Diana caught a glimpse of Revlon’s pale face against the darkness, an expression of disgust obvious on it. Suddenly ashamed, Diana turned away and began dancing in front of the Jihadee sitting alone. What she did not see from her vantage point was that each of the Jihadees had freed their erect cocks from their pants and were languidly stroking them as they watched her perform. As they did so, they rubbed the heads of their cocks against the POWs freshly washed hair, savoring the softness of the women’s hair against their cock heads as they stroked their hardness. Reassured by the knowledge that they would have plenty of time this night to savor the hot feel of these infidel women‘s mouths around their cocks, they were content for the moment to watch the fascinating spectacle of a Western infidel, a senior officer in their hated enemy‘s Air Force, shamelessly display herself before them.

As she danced, Diana glanced to her right toward the frame where Sam was bound. What she saw sent a chill through her. The muscular female Marine stood there helpless, bound in a standing spread eagle, a spotlight highlighting every inch of her half nude, sweat shiny body. The slight young Jihadee was pacing just outside the circle of light centered on Sam, walking around and around the taller, more muscular female like a hungry tiger circling its prey. In his right hand, he held a black riding crop. Blindfolded, Sam had no way of knowing when- or where- the next blow would fall. Her body remained rigid, every one of her massive muscle groups tensed and clearly visible under the harsh lights. Every step or two, the young man would pause and suddenly whirl and strike somewhere different on Sam’s nude torso with the leather crop. Sam’s muscular torso was already marked with overlapping stripes that blazed a vivid red against her pale skin. He appeared to Diana to be concentrating on Sam’s flat stomach, breasts, and back since the tiny thong was still in place over Sam’s shaven cunt, and her legs were unmarked. As Diana watched in horror, the young man suddenly whirled and struck at Sam’s left breast with his crop, burying its leather tip in the meaty flesh of her breast. As Sam’s head went back in a silent scream, Diana turned away, unwilling to watch any more.

Diana forced the smile back onto her lips and open her legs invitingly as she looked down at the Jihadees in the booths, her right hand creasing her breast as her left hand moved between her legs. As she ran her hands over her body, Diana caught sight of the Commander as he moved into the light and nodded his head toward Beate. Obediently if reluctantly, Diana swayed toward the young woman bound to the pole. Now was the moment she had been dreading. Diana feared the contempt, the loathing, that she was about to see from Beate, but she had no choice. She had to obey for their sake. Diana stopped inches in front of the bound female Captain and leaned toward her. Her heavy breasts brushed against Beate’s, sending an electric shock through Diana. She ran her hands inside Beate’s uniform jacket, feeling Beate’s skin warm against her palms. She leaned her cheek against Beate’s while still avoiding looking in the other woman‘s eyes. Beate’s scent - a heady mixture of the other woman’s sweat and perfume- enveloped Diana, making her feel a little light headed as she whispered into Beate’s ear.

“ I.. I’m sorry. I have to do this. I haven’t a choice. I have to do this, or they will do something terrible to us all. Please, relax and go along with me. I .. I won’t hurt you like they do.”

AS she pulled back, Diana caught a glimpse of the Commander watching her. Quickly Diana turned her face and planted and open mouthed kiss on the surprised Beate. Diana felt Beate stiffen as their tongues met. Then the younger woman’s body lost it rigidity. Her tongue met Diana’s, and the two tongues briefly dueled. As she broke the kiss with Beate, Diana heard cheering from the watching Jihadees. Diana blushed in embarrassment, but remembering the Commander’s words, realized that lesbianism was what they wanted to see and , thus, what the Commander demanded she deliver. Diana knew that to do otherwise, would be to court one of the Camp Commander’s rare, but terrible psychotic rages and all that meant in pain and suffering for herself and, more importantly, for the other women. Even though the knowledge that these terrible men were watching made this seem so .. so sordid, Diana nevertheless continued, dropping her head and capturing one of Beate’s exposed nipples in her mouth. Gently she pulled on the thick morsel with her teeth while her tongue batted it from side to side. At the same time, Diana’s hand moved down to the junction of Beate’s spread legs . Her fingers moved up the side of one warm thigh to Beate’s pussy. Gently, Diana began to run her fingers over Beate’s cunt lips as she sucked on the woman’s nipple. Even now, amidst the humiliating jeers and shouts of the men, Diana could not help but notice how soft. the other woman’s sex felt under her fingers. As Beate arched her back and moaned, Diana’s mouth moved from one nipple to the other as her fingers became bolder and began to thrust gently passed the soft wet cunt lips into Beate‘s cunt channel. Beate grunted softly and began to hump her cunt against Diana hand, trying to force Diana’s teasing fingers even deeper inside her. Diana’s mouth left her nipples as she raised her head to look Beate in the face. As Diana’s two fingers thrust deeper into Beate, the two women stared into each other’s eyes for a moment before their lips met again in a hard kiss. For Diana everything around them seemed to fade into the background as they kissed. The softness of Beate’s lips, the warm wetness of her mouth, the hot tongue dueling with her own was all she thought about. She could feel her own cunt growing wet as at the same time as her fingers felt the wetness begun to flow from Beate’s cunt.

Diana’s body seemed to move of its own violation as she straddled one of Beate’s legs and began to slide her clit up and down the soft, sweat slick flesh of Beate’s leg, moving in time with the pulsating music, her breasts pressed against Beate‘s firm, warm breasts. . Still finger fucking Beate, a woman who was her subordinate, Diana broke their kiss and held her face a few inches from Beate’s panting lips. Diana looked into the younger woman’s eyes , felt her breath on her cheeks, as she continued to hump her clitoris against Beate’s leg. Her voice low and husky , Diana whispered,

“ God, I’m sorry, Beate. I know this is wrong. But.. we have to do it. For Sheri! “

“ I’m not sorry , Ma’am. And you shouldn’t be. I want this. I.. I love you. Sheri and I both do!”

Diana was stunned by Beate’s words. After fearing that they would despise her for bending to the Commander’s will, Beate’s declaration was so unexpected that Diana could not respond to it . She could only stare, open mouthed in amazement, into Beate’s wide blue eyes before stammering a belated,

” I love both of you too. But I never wanted it to come out like ..”

“ Hush, Ma,am. I know. But there’s nothing we can do about it, is there. Let’s just take what we can while we can whether the bastards are watching or not! Forget about them; fuck me, make me cum.”

With a moan, Diana pressed her nude breasts hard against Beate’s . Her lips locked against the other woman’s and her tongue thrust deep within, feverishly dueling with Beate’s wet, snake like tongue. Diana thrust another finger into Beate’s open wet cunt and twisted her hand around so that the base of her thumb pressed against the other woman’s erect clitoris. Diana fucked Beate with her fingers, using them like a cock, thrusting and withdrawing. At the same time, Diana squeezed one of Beate’s well muscled legs between her own two legs, humping her own clit against the other woman’s smooth skin. The two of them ignored the watching Arabs, too intent on pleasuring each other to care about the obscene show they were putting on. Even Sheri was forgotten as the two of them fucked each other, their hot, sweaty bodies moving against each other, their cunts on fire.

If they had forgotten about the watchers, the Brothers had not forgotten about them. The men’s eyes were locked onto Diana and Beate. The other female POWs, their girl toys, knelt in the required position by their feet totally ignored. With one exception.. One Jihadee’s attention remained centered on the muscular, whip striped body of the big Marine Major. Ignoring the show Diana and Beate were putting on , he concentrated on whipping the bound body of the big female Marine Major. Her belly, back, buttocks, and thighs were already covered in overlapping red stripes by now. Only in two areas was the soft white skin left unmarked- Sam’s large breasts and her shaven cunt. While the others watched as Diana thrust her fingers deeper into Beate’s sloppy wet cunt, the young Jihadee shifted his aim. He drew back his arm and carefully aimed the tip of his crop at Sam’s left breast. Its end sank into he soft, sweaty flesh of her breasts with a loud “whamp!” , making Sam’s bound body arch as she pulled with all her considerable strength against the ropes holding her. Her scream of pain was loud enough to momentarily distract the other Jihadees, thought Diana and Beate were too absorbed in their lovemaking to notice.

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MIA’s of the 3rd Gulf war Part 19

Story By Mad Gerald, Conwic & Soprano84

The content of this story is of sexual nature and does involve blackmail, and non-consensual sex.

ANYONE WHO MAY BE OFFENDED BY THIS STUFF PLEASE DO NOT READ. YOU WERE WARNED OK!

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This story is fantasy! (not real, Fantasy OK) and involves the gang rape of a woman. It is very nc. If you are under 18 or offended by such material please do not read.

FANTASY IS FANTASY! RAPE IS REAL AND HURTS PEOPLE AND DESTROYS LIVES KEEP THAT STRAIGHT IN YOUR HEAD!!

Copyright Mad Gerald 2014.

Our Brave Allies

The Commander stepped out of the shadows where he had been watching. Standing beside the stage, he pointed up at the two women and spoke in Arabic in a booming voice to the watching Jihadees .

“ Look upon the abominations before you, my brothers! See the infidels unnatural acts, their disobedience to God‘s word, our laws. This is the evil that must be destroyed! These infidel women refuse to recognize the superiority of men established by God. They wish to be men, to do everything that God has reserved for men- to be warriors, even to mate with each other. THEY MUST BE PUNISHED FOR THIS! And, my brothers, that is what you shall do tonight. As I told you when I welcomed you here, these women are slaves, infidels taken in battle against those who fought against the true Faith. They are ours to use as we wish. Here they service the Brotherhood with their bodies. They are whores, nothing more. But they are also here to be punished for their violations of our law and for their false pride. You shall punish them and teach them their true place. Have no mercy for these women, for as slaves and infidels they are not protected by our laws. They are yours to do with as you will. Rape them in every hole in their bodies, whip them, use them as you wish to satisfy your needs. Take your vengeance upon them for all the infidels have done to you. For these women are no innocents; they are your enemies, now your slaves. They are members of our the great Satan’s military- their cursed Air Force and Navy. Even a member of their famous Marine Corp is here to serve you with her body. And to show you how to treat these infidel whores, without false mercy or hesitation, for raping and punishing them is a righteous act, is our Brother Wahlid, He will act as your guide. He will punish the blonde infidel there on the stage- once an arrogant pilot who killed many of our brothers. And then you shall punish the others. Hold nothign back. God willing, only a day from now you shall sacrifice yourselves for our cause. For that sacrifice, you shall gain Paradise. There you shall be attended by worthy virgins, not whores like these infidels. These infidel whores are only a pale shadow of the delights that await you. But use them freely. Do as you will with them. ”

Without pause, he switched to English and continued, his words directed at the POWs now. ” You infidels are shameless whores, slaves of your own perverse sexual pleasure, members of a Godless society which knows nothing beyond the pleasures of the flesh.. For that, you must - and shall- be punished. But You must also be punished for your heresy in trying to act as men. You must be taught the proper role for a woman, taught about a woman’s duty. You will learn God’s will by learning to submit to a man. And submit you will!. Tonight you shall experience the power of the Faithful, the Godly. The Blonde one- a pilot who has killed many of the Faithful- shall feel the Spear of the Faithful fill her. She shall experience what a man can do, not the pitiful travesty where two whores try to satisfy each other without a man. “ The Commander paused for a moment, and then continued, his eyes fixed on Diana as he spoke. “ See the blonde infidel feel the power of the Faithful. Watch Brother Wahlid take her. See his power and fear it! Learn from it! Learn the power of a man of the Faith and compare it to the pathetic attempts of those two infidel women to satisfy each other. See for yourselves how the Brotherhood treats such women . For your men - the infidel men of the Crusaders- are weak. Not only do they send women to fight for them, but they cannot even satisfy their own women. Unable to find a man with the power of Wahlid among the infidels, you women have become abominations, pretending to be men and mounting other women using false cocks. You shall see tonight the fate of such abominations. Tonight you shall see the mighty punishment visited upon such as these. Watch and learn. And learn the futility of resistance as well. Many of you have admired the futile attempts of the woman Deans to resist us. Tonight you shall see your mighty Colonel Deans as she really is. . Watch her as she is the Brothers’ their willing whore! Watch her as she shows you what a shameless whore she really she. See how she enjoys debasing herself before us. Watch and learn form her as she shows you the proper way for an infidel whore to serve her Masters. ”

As he finished speaking, Wahlid entered the club and came to the side of the Commander. As Diana watched, the Commander whispered a few words into Wahlid’s ear and gestured toward the stage. The big man nodded and climbed onto the stage. Diana froze, her body tense, her legs still straddling Beate’s leg as she watched him from the corner of her eye. Diana let out a loud yelp as she felt a hand close over her ankle. Looking down, she saw the Commander staring up at her. He threw a tangle of something at her which she instinctively caught. she stared down at the bundle in her hand. Though she had never handled one before, it was clear to her what it was. A dildo, a long black dildo made of some kind of plastic and perhaps eight inches in length and no more than two in girth, mounted in a leather harness designed to be worn around the waist and secured by two straps running between her legs.

“ Remember our bargain, Whore! Do as I say; do you understand? Put that on, whore!. I am going to make you what you had always wished to be- a man. Not much of a man, but enough for my purposes. You will show the Brothers the depth of the perversity of you Western infidels. You will mate with the dark haired whore Orbach while Wahlid takes the blonde one with his spear of the Faith. He shall take the blonde as God wills a woman to be taken, while you shall fuck this whore with a false cock, as false as the Godless life you have led, you filthy infidel whore. We shall see how pathetically you perform compared to Wahlid’s magnificent manhood, his mighty spear of the Faith. Obey me now, or prepare yourself to watch as Hassan has his way with both Orbach and York.”

Diana held the dildo up to her face, trying figure out how to wear it. She saw that the dildo itself was mounted on a roughly triangular piece of thick leather, the base of which fitted over her clit and was covered with pointy, almost tack like, metal studs. the studs were mounted on both sides of the leather around the base of the dildo. Attached to the base of the leather triangle were two straps with the other ends of the straps dangling loose and bearing a snap link. Awkwardly, Diana struggled into the harness. She cinched the belt tight around her waist and then bent over to feed the two straps between her legs while she used her other hand to captured the loose ends and , after some struggle, snap them into “D” rings on the back of the belt. Diana grimaced as she snapped the second strap into place. The sharp points of the many metal studs on the back of the point of the leather triangle were now rubbing against her erect clit and the top of her sex like so many little needles. Every movement was painful. At least, Diana thought, those things will keep their cocks out of my cunt. But, while the base of the triangle blocked access to her cunt, Diana was uncomfortably aware of the vulnerability of her asshole- the Brothers’ favorite target- as the strap running from the base of the triangle though her legs and up to the belt left plenty of access to the tiny star of her sphincter. She looked down to see a long black cock jutting obscenely from between her legs. At the Commander’s orders, Diana next stripped off her mess jacket and faced the watching Jihadees nude now but for stockings and high heels. He made her stand there feet apart, hands behind her back, her back straight, thrusting out her breasts, the black dildo jutting obscenely from the apex of her long legs. She felt like a freak as she unwillingly displayed herself to the jeering Arabs. As she stood there on display, looking - and feeling- like a cheap whore displaying her self to attract customers, Diana could not stop her face from blushing a bright red in her intense embarrassment.

The Commander barked another order, one sending Wahlid lumbering toward Sheri. Diana could do nothing but stand there feeling totally helpless as she watched out of the corner of her eye as Wahlid prepared to rape Sheri. Nor, bound as she was in a standing spread eagle within the rectangular metal frame at the opposite end of the stage, could Sheri do anything to defend herself from her rapist. Sheri could only watch in horror as the muscular Arab stood in front of her and casually stripped himself, revealing his hairy, heavy set body with its grotesquely thick cock. that cock was still only half erect, but already showed mere than eight of the twelve inches his erect cock measured. Casually, he bent over and picked up from the stage floor the tiny pair of throng panties Diana had earlier discarded during her dance. Turning his back on Diana, he positioned himself between Sheri’s widely spread legs. He smiled as he draped the throng panties over the head of his cock , wrapping the trailing ends around the thick girth of his cock to hold it in place. He bushed back Sheri’s blue uniform jacket and ran his hands over the bound Blonde’s pert breasts, cupping them in his hands before capturing each of Sheri’s thick nipples between a thumb and forefinger and brutally crushing them. Smiling. he twisted her nipples, slowly pulling them further away from Sheri’s body until her breasts had been stretched to half again their normal length. Only then did he drew the reaction he sought from the tight lipped Sheri. The choked groan which escaped from Sheri’s lips giving him what he had been seeking. His cock gave a jerk when she groaned, noticeably hardening as it slowly grew in length. Having made his point, he ran his hands down the soft, sweat slick skin of Sheri’s stomach to the treasure waiting for him at the junction of her legs. Grinning widely now, he roughly spread Sheri’s cunt lips with the meaty fingers of one hand as he used his other hand to brutally squeeze his cock, the pain he inflicted upon himself causing his cock to grow into its full twelve inch length. Then, careless of Sheri’s pain, he positioned the oversize head of his cock against the tiny opening to Sheri’s cunt and thrust brutally into her. With one powerful thrust he sank his huge cock half its length inside the struggling blonde pilot, Diana’s panties still draped over his cock head. Sheri groaned as his huge cock suddenly filled her, her strong body involuntarily arching in response to her sudden impalement, the muscles of her strong arms and legs tightening in futile struggle against him. She threw her head back, her mouth open in a strangled scream. The force of his thrust made Sheri’s breasts bob invitingly in Wahlid’s face. Instinctively, he bite at her left breast, capturing and holding the thick red nipple in his teeth. Like a dog with a bone, he shook his head, making her breast wobble back and forth. He pulled his head back, stretching her breast cruelly until her stretched nipple finally slipped from between his teeth and he lost possession of her nipple. Through it all, he keep forcing his cock deeper into her cunt, using short, abrupt thrusts of his hips to force his way inside her.

Even now, despite the many rapes she had endured, Sheri was unable to take the full length of Whalid’s cock without suffering great pain. No woman could. To Sheri‘s tortured mind, it felt as if a baseball bat had just been rammed up her cunt. If her cunt had not already been wet from watching Diana making love to Beate, he would undoubtedly have torn her apart with the sudden impalement. As her body struggled to accommodate his huge cock, Sheri stared pleadingly over Wahlid’s shoulder at Diana and Beate, her eyes silently begging them for help. But there was nothing either could do even if they had seen her gesture. But at that moment, neither had eyes for anything but each other.

Their eyes locked, Diana stood between Beate’s legs, preparing to fuck her subordinate with the dildo obscenely jutting from her hips. Though that hard cold dildo may have looked tiny compared to Wahlid’s fleshy battering ram, it was significantly larger and longer than the fingers she had used to fuck Beate- and surrounded as it was at its base with sharp metal studs, a dangerous instrument to use used around something so sensitive as a woman‘s sex. Metal studs, mounted on both sides of the leather piece holding the base of the dildo, threatened both wearer and fuckee equally. Diana was very careful to slowly feed the dildo into Beate’s cunt as gently as she could and to leave a wide separation between Beate’s vulnerable cunt lips and the sharp points surrounding the dildo. Despite her care, the cold metal studs mounted on the inside pressed painfully against Diana’s sensitive sex, each time she thrust the dildo forward, the cold, pointy metal studs pricked her erect clitoris, making Diana moan each time she pushed the artificial cock deeper into Beate‘s wet, willing cunt. Urged on by Beate’s calls of “ Deeper.. give me more!” , Diana ignored the pain and steadily pushed the dildo deeper into the other woman. She stood erect between Beate’s open legs, her hands gripping the other woman’s hips and slowly, steadily slide the hard plastic dildo in and out of Beate’s bucking cunt. With her hands tied above her head and her legs also spread and tied, Beate could do little to help Diana, but she continued to urge Diana on, using the most vulgar and explicit terms.

“ Yes.. UM.. Good! More, give me more, Ma”am! Deeper! Fuck me harder, Diana! FUCK ME! FUCK MY FUCKIN CUNT....Ahaa! YES, GIVE IT TO ME GOOD... MORE.. HARDER.. MAKE ME CUM!”

Embarrassed enough by the dildo and the watchers, Diana was appalled by the crudeness of the younger woman’s words. But they aroused her nevertheless. Diana pressed the plastic cock harder and deeper into Beate’s cunt, ignoring the pain she felt from the metal studs pressing into her own aroused clit as she did so. Diana leaned closer to Beate, Her sweat slick breasts were pressed against Beate’s smaller pair, her lips closing over the other woman’s open mouth, her tongue dueling frantically with Beate’s. She steadily fucked Beate, her hips moving madly against Beate’s, their warm, sweat slick bodies pressed together as they moaned into each other’s mouth, sharing the same air, and totally oblivious to the watching men. Oblivious as well to what was happening to Sheri only a few feet away.

Behind Diana’s back, unseen by Diana or Beate, a totally different scene unfolded. Spread eagle in the metal frame, trapped like a fly in a spider web, Sheri was being tortured by Wahlid‘s cock. Wielding his cock as a weapon, Wahlid brutally battered Sheri into submission. Slowly but relentlessly, he impaled the struggling woman with the full length of his oversize cock. As Sheri struggled futilely to escape her impalement, the long muscles in her strong arms and legs bulging under her pale, sweat shiny skin as she struggled, Wahlid forced his cock deeper and deeper into the bound Blonde’s cunt until it could go no further, until his wiry, black cock hair was pressed flat against her spread cunt lips and the head of his cock rested against Sheri’s womb. For a long moment he held it there, its obscene length forcing Sheri up onto her tip toes as she struggled to accommodate the sheer size of his monster cock. The sweat poured out of her body, running in streams down the pale skin pf her half nude body. Sheri turned her agonized face down towards Wahlid’s grinning visage. Her mouth was open, but Sheri was unable to speak. Consumed by the agony of her impalement , the breath driven form her lungs by the force of his cock thrusts, she could only use her eyes to plead silently for mercy. But there was no mercy in him. Only when he had inflicted as much agony as he could, did Wahlid began to slowly withdraw his cock from her, finally allowing Sheri the opportunity to take a deep breath. Once she had filled her lungs, Sheri let go with a low, desperate moan. to the watching men, Wahlid’s cock seem to grow as more and more of its length slithered like a big snake out of Sheri’s stuffed cunt. Fascinated , the Jihadees collectively moved out of their seats to stand around the stage, marveling at the size, the sheer length of Wahlid’s cock as it stretched from his ball sack to the stretched “O” of the opening to Sheri‘s cunt. They were amazed that this woman was able to take a cock of such size. When he had about two thirds of its length outside Sheri, Wahlid stopped. He waited for a moment until Sheri sensed what was coming next and looked pleadingly into his face. Her open blue eyes were drawn irresistibly to his dark, cruel eyes and held there. Only then did Wahlid suddenly thrust the entire length of his cock back inside Sheri using all the power of his thickset body. His cock filled her, traveling like a shock wave up her body. The physical sensation filled her, then overwhelmed her. When the head of his cock battered against the entrance to her womb, Sheri felt as if she had just been hit in the gut with a sledge hammer. It staggered her, driving the air from her lungs. Unable to scream, unable to even draw a breath, Sheri could only wither in agony on the end of his cock , her toes barely touching the stage floor.

The watching Jihadees surrounding the stage began to chant, urging Wahlid on , urging him to thrust harder, to impale the infidel whore on his cock until its head comes out her mouth. They forgot all about the kneeling POWs now in their fascination with the events unfolding on stage. Their initial shyness gone, the Jihadees began to lean forward now in order to be able to run their hands over the firm, sweat slick flesh of Sheri’s, or Diana’s , or Beate’s legs, as they stared at the twin impalements taking place on stage. Even the Jihadee whipping Sam was drawn to the scene onstage. He finally stopped using his cane on her, leaving Sam panting and covered in sweat, her muscular but intensely feminine body marked with an overlapping patchwork of muddy red stripes which covered every portion of her nude body between her knees and her neck- back, thighs, stomach, both breasts, even her shaven cunt. His attention had been drawn to the twin fucks on stage as well. But instead of joining his companion’s at the edge of the stage, he stepped behind Sam‘s bound form. Using a box to stand on, he positioned himself behind the taller woman, his cock just level with Sam’s waiting , vulnerable asshole. The young man put one hand over Sam’s broad shoulders to steady himself as he used the other one to guide his erect cock into the sweat slick crease between Sam’s hard, round asscheeks. The exhausted, still blindfolded woman offered no resistance when he pressed the head of his cock against the open “O” of her much abused sphincter . Sam only stirred as he sank the length of his cock deep into her still tight asshole, but it was too late then. He pressed himself against her broad back, both his hands coming around her to find and squeeze Sam’s large, whip stripped breasts. She winced and moaned as his hands closed around the bruised, sensitive meat of her breasts, but there was nothing she could do to resist him. Safely mounted and with her twin pain globes to use for handholds, the young man then directed his attention toward the stage. As his cock moved slowly in and out , he stared at the events unfolding there.

The young JIhadee watched as Wahlid brutally and relentlessly impaled Sheri with his monster cock. He watched in fascination as Wahlid relentlessly fucked the fight out of the young female pilot, steadily pounding into her with his cock until he had reduced that strong young woman to a limp rag doll dangling in her bonds. Until he had literally beat Sheri into submission with his cock. Aroused by what Wahlid was doing to Sheri, the young Jihadee steadily increased the power of his thrusts into Sam’s asshole until he was slamming into the big female Marine with as much force as Wahlid was using against Sheri. Mirroring each other’s suffering, both women’s bodies shook from the force of the two men’s cock thrusts- one into Sam’s ass and the other into Sheri’s cruelly stretched cunt. The young Jahidee’s eye was drawn to his right to where Diana was rutting into Beate in what seemed to him to be a weak parody of Wahlid’s - or his own- passion. Before him he had two women moving as one in a voluntary union, each pleasuring the other. It was an act of passion not rape. What he saw was an abomination, an unnatural act, To his mind, steeped as it was culturally and religiously in the need for male dominance, there was no question of criminal nature of lesbianism . Everything he had been taught told him that sex was not about love, but about power. The power of a man over a woman. To see two women share that power, to see two women who did not need a man to achieve satisfaction, was to him the most unnatural and hateful act possible, and one deserving of the harshest punishment. An act certainly far more hateful than hi s own brutal rape of the bound female infidel‘s ass. to the Brothers, rape, when inflicted upon an infidel such as these, was a proper, even worthy act of Faith. That was especially so when the woman was an enemy warrior. He knew that these infidel whores certainly deserved punishment. They had violated the proper order of things by challenging the dominance of men both as fighters and , with Diana and Beate, as lovers. They deserved a severe punishment, one like the punishment he was administering to the muscular female Marine by so vigorously sodomizing her. Determined to do his part in punishing these infidels, the young man thrust even harder into Sam’s open asshole, the power of his thrust forcing a low moan from Sam’s tightly compressed lips. Unable to see, her mind confused by the strange sounds filling her ears, Sam’s entire universe had by now shrunk to little more than the burning impalement of her ass. She felt as if she were going mad from the burning pain as he penetrated her. But even this was not enough for the Jihadee. He was filled with an intense hatred for this American woman and with a corresponding desire to inflict as much pain upon her as he could. He moved his left hand downward to find the big Marine’s little finger size clit. Trapping it between his thumb and forefinger, he began to twist and crush the whip bruised nub, by now swollen to the size of his little finger and extremely sensitive. At the same time, he treated the thick nipple of Sam’s right breast to a similar crushing, twisting torment and brutally slammed his hips against the firm cushion of Sam’s ass cheeks, burying his cock even deeper inside the big brunette’s hot, tight guts. He smiled as the big woman gave a scream of pain, , her muscular body convulsing in a futile attempt to escape him. He had to fight to keep himself from coming as her muscles clamped down around his cock, squeezing its base until he saw stars. To distract himself, he leaned forward and bit into the soft sweaty flesh of Sam’s shoulder until he tasted the salty warmth of her blood.

And , in case any of his companion’s had failed to reach the same conclusions as the Jihadee sodomizing Sam, the Camp Commander was loudly calling upon the watching Jihadees to rise up and punish Diana and Beate for their double heresy against God’s will, for their lesbianism and for their presumption in usurping a man’s role as a fighter as well as for who they were- beautiful infidel women. He called upon the watching Jihadees to punish Diana and Beate for their unnatural act. He pointed to the Wahlid’s mighty spear impaling Sheri and urged them to emulate him. He told them to prove their manhood by punishing Diana and Beate with their manhoods just as Wahlid was punishing Sheri.

Their inhibitions progressively striped away by what they had seen, the three Jahidees responded enthusiastically to his challenge. The first to climb on stage immediately positioned himself behind Diana. Grabbing Diana by her thrusting hips, he held her still just long enough to thrust his rock hard cock home into the only target he could find- Diana’s asshole. Intent upon inflicting as much pain as he could upon this hated female enemy, the young man buried himself up to his pubic hair in her asshole in one powerful thrust. Afraid to subject Beate and Sheri to Hassan sadism by resisting, there was nothing Diana could do except literally grit her teeth and take it. Her body arched involuntarily as his cock impaled her. A muffled scream escaped her tightly compressed lips. But by the force of her will, Diana remained pasive as he penetrated her ass. She remain facing Beate, her hands still tightly gripping Beate’s hips, their breasts pressed together, her eyes locked with Beate’s even as the pain from Jihadee‘s cock impaling her flowed over her body. The force of his thrust shoved Diana forward inot Beate, burying Diana’s dildo much deeper in the other woman than Diana had dared to go because of the studs. Diana could only watch in sympathy as pain replaced pleasure in Beate’s eyes. A soft, surprised scream escaped the other woman’s lips as the metal spikes on the dildo were driven hard into Beate’s sensitive cunt lips and against her erect clit by the force of the man’s thrust into Diana‘s ass. Diana suffered as well. A sharp burning sensation spread from her already sore and battered clit to her confused brain as his thrust drove her into Beate. The sharp points of the metal studs on the back of the dildo were digging cruelly into her flesh as well as Beate’s. Again and again the man drove into her ass with his powerful jack hammer like thrusts,. His sudden, brutal penetration were making Diana’s ass hole into a burning ruin. The pain from the studs grew as Diana totally lost control of the depth and power of her thrusts into Beate. The Jihadee sodomizing her was now in control of the way she was fucking Beate with the dildo. As he fucked Diana in her ass with his cock he brutally drove Diana’s dildo - and the sharp studs surrounding it- deep into Beate’s open cunt. Despite the pain to herself, Diana tried to shield Beate by holding her body still. But that didn’t work in the face of the power of the Jihadee’s frenzied thrusts into her ass. Despite Diana’s efforts, the dildo - and the spikes- was being mercilessly driven deep into Beate’s vulnerable sex as well as her own. To both Diana and Beate, it felt as if the studs were grinding their sex into raw hamburger. Each thrust was worse than the previous one as female organs designed to bring pleasure by their heightened sensitivity instead delivered increasing doses of raw pain. The cold metal studs progressively rubbed both women’s clits and cunt lips red and raw, creating a river of pain running directly inot their overloaded brains. . And there was nothing the two women could do about it except to passively endure the increasing pain. They desperately hung onto each other, their sweaty nude bodies locked together by the dildo. Tears streamed down Diana’s face as she repeated again and again, “ I’m sorry.. I’m sorry.. I can’t stop him” each time the dildo was driven deeper into Beate‘s red, bleeding cunt by the force of the Jihadee’s ass fucking. Diana’s sweat slick body was forced into Beate’s, their breasts sliding across each other as their bodies moved together in response to the cock battering Diana’s ass. What had moments before been an act of love that they alone had shared had now become a brutal torture for the two women.

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Wow! this story still reads great! Drive on!

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Sorry all working on the next parts should be up in about a week 10 days, work keeps getting in the way! If any of you have mini women in uniform fantasies feel free to post them here or images of our favourite uniformed women cheers MG

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