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Chapter Nine - Rescued.
Christy and Angela were put into separate cells, allowed to bathe, washing the cum and sweat from their bodies before sinking into a sleep, exhausted from the rape by the soldiers. They were allowed to sleep during the day, a welcome reprieve from the rape and torture of the previous days and nights. They were surprised when they were given a good meal, and the men keeping clear of them. It was already getting dark when the soldiers came for them finally, Angela first, the Sergeant doing the duty.
“The General wants you and your mother in his bed tonight. If you fulfill his wishes and please him, you won’t need to be put back on the bench for a pussy whipping.” He smiled, his cock already hardening at the sight of her almost naked body, clad in only a pair of panties and bra, her body fresh and rested. “I will be assisting him and I’m sure that I will be taking advantage of your lovely body again.” He let his hand roam down the front of his trousers, watching her eyes as they followed, grasping his hard cock, rubbing it up and down. “Yes, this will be for you and your mother. I think you’ve learned to love my cock,” he laughed.
She stood before him, half naked as he stroked the throbbing cock that bulged out his pants. Yes, she hated to admit it, but she had learned to love his cock, even loving it when he hurt her. It seemed to arouse her, to make her wet. It was the power he had over her, forcing her to perform sexually for him, to pleasure him. It was the General that she could not fathom, the fat, smelly General that disgusted her and the things that he made her do to him. Tonight would be the worst, forced to service his cock, forced into acts of perversion with her mother there watching, forced to do it with her mother joining in. She held her head down in shame and embarrassment.
“Let’s go. Put on those high heels. They make you look so fuckable.” He watched as she put them on, her breasts hanging down as she bent over, the twin globes trying to bust free of the bra. He watched her walk down the hall, her ass moving so sensuously, her panties clinging to her flesh, her luscious globes lightly jiggling as she moved. He almost felt like stopping her in the hall, pushing her against the wall and taking her from behind. But he knew the General was waiting and General’s were always impatient.
It was as bad as she expected, entering the General‘s bedroom, the vision of him sodomizing her bound body for the first time, the pain as his large cock was shoved up her intimate hole, forced to squeeze his cock for his pleasure until he filled her with his filthy seed came rushing back into her mind. She saw him sitting in the same chair, the same bathrobe hiding the hard cock that tented out the front as when she was forced to perform fellatio on him, his foul tasting cum filling her mouth.
“Ravishing as usual Angela. Your body is as fresh as the first time I fucked you. You still make my cock throb in excitement. Why don’t you sit down Sergeant? Angela, you remain standing. I want you to slowly undress for us. Show us that lovely naked teenage body.”
She watched the Sergeant sit beside the General, his hand already in his lap, gripping his cock. Their eyes seemed to burn through her clothes; even before she was naked she knew they were already imagining her that way. Her only thought was to get it over as quickly as possible. At least her mother wasn’t here yet. She tried to smile, hoping to please the General, hoping that he would just fuck her and let her go, his lust sated for her body. She let her hips begin to sway from side to side, doing a slow dance, their eyes pinned to her body. She reached back and unhooked her bra, her hands returning to the front to push it against her chest as she let slip down a bit, a generous portion of cleavage displayed. She saw their hands begin to stroke their cocks in excitement, Angela’s eyes pinned to the Sergeants cock, hoping that he would take her tonight. Even hoping he would tie her up and fuck her defenseless body, her pussy already dripping in pleasure at the thought of being forced to perform sexually for him.
“Very good Angela, you’ve learned quickly to become a whore. Let’s see those titties. Play with them, make the tips hard.” The General slipped his hand inside his robe, fisting his cock as he pulled it out, the hard flesh jutting up almost eight inches, the thick helmet almost purple in lust.
She tried to imagine that it was only the Sergeant as she let the bra slip to the floor, her breasts pushed into her hands as she continued the slow, gentle fucking motion of her hips. She could feel her nipples harden as she closed her eyes, imaging the Sergeant watching her in the privacy of her bedroom. She let her hands slowly slide down, her naked breasts free, the tips hardening in response. She let her fingers move back up, pinching the tips, almost doing it too hard, just like the Sergeant did to her, a tiny squeal coming from her lips when she pinched too hard. She pulled on them, stretching them out, arching her back as she did, her pussy drenched in pleasure. She was suddenly jolted back to reality by the General’s harsh voice.
“Make them dance for me Angela. Make your titties jiggle.” He loved her breasts. Tonight he would feed his cock between them, making her masturbate his cock with her luscious tits pushed tightly around his throbbing organ.
She began to shake her shoulders, her breasts gently moving back and forth, her fingers still running over the tips, feeling the tips get as hard as rocks. She wished the Sergeant would clamp his mouth on them again, sucking on them as he did before. She didn’t wait for his orders, knowing what was required of her next, her hands slipping down the front of her panties, gripping the waist and letting it slide down slowly. She felt a shudder run through her body as the waistband ran through her bush, stimulating the tiny nerve endings in each hair as she closed her eyes again, letting her panties slide down lower until they began to slide down over her shapely hips.
“Yes, what a lovely cunt,” the General crudely yelled out, his hand stroking his cock with broad strokes. “Let them slip to the floor and kick them over here,” he ordered her, her aim amazingly accurate, the General catching the tiny wisp of a garment in the air. He moved it to his face, inhaling the sweet smell of her. “They are already wet Angela, wet with your delicious scent. Turn around and show me that lovely ass again. Spread your legs and part your cheeks. I want to see the asshole that has encased my hard cock and given me so much pleasure.”
She hated it when they touched her asshole, even the Sergeant. It was such a loathsome act, sodomy. And painful, being forced to take their hard cocks up her backside, cramping her stomach as she was forced to tighten her muscles on the throbbing flesh that filled her insides until they came inside her, bathing her colon with their foul, hot semen. At least she wouldn’t have to look at them as she turned her back to them, spreading her legs, feeling her cheeks separate. She reached back, her fingers pushed between her cheeks, gripping her buns and pulling them apart until it was almost painful, her cheeks parted wide, the cool air blowing on her exposed anus. She stood their for long minutes as she felt their eyes on her backside, hearing the sound of their hands stroking their cocks as they imagined unspeakable acts that they desired to commit on her young body. Finally the General allowed her to turn around, faced with two men stroking their naked cocks as they watched her naked body.
“Play with your pussy now Angela. Spread your lips apart then masturbate for us.” The General let his fingers slide up and down his thick shaft as he watched Angela’s face turn red in shame. But it didn’t stop her from letting her fingers slide down her stomach, her legs slowly spreading wider as she did. “Keep your eyes open Angela. I want you to see us watching as you play with your pussy.” He wanted to add to her humiliation.
She stood there, her eighteen year old body naked, legs spread as she played with her pussy as if she were in her own bedroom, privately masturbating to orgasm. She tried to ignore them but it was difficult, their eyes searching out her most intimate parts of her body as they stroked their cocks. Her fingers pulled back her labia, the puffy lips still sore from the gang rape when they had bound to the bench; the soldier’s harsh bodies had rubbed painfully on her open sex. She felt some of her juices begin to flow, still not fully understanding her own desires, the Sergeant opening up so many avenues of fulfilling her sexual cravings. Each time they heaped upon the vilest perversions, she responded, getting wet and even cumming. She let her finger slide up and down her inner slit, running over the silky, moist flesh, her eyes on the Sergeant’s giant cock as he stroked it up and down, remembering the fullness she felt when he fucked her, her tight pussy stretched wide to take them massive member, almost forgetting that only days ago she was a virgin.
“Finger yourself Angela. Finger fuck yourself.”
The Sergeant’s voice brought back the reality of the situation, letting her finger slide down to the tight opening of her vagina, rubbing over the abused hole until she had enough juices to allow entrance. She bowed her legs out as one slim finger slid inside, feeling her tight muscles grip the finger as if it were a tiny cock. One finger became two, the digits slick with her juices as she pushed them in and out in a gentle fucking motion, her hips joining in, moving gracefully back and forth. She licked her lips as she saw the sheen of cum on the Sergeant’s cock, glistening in the light, the familiar taste of his cum returning. She only wished it was the Sergeant, not the General that she would have to sexually service. If only it was the firm, muscular body of the Sergeant, instead of the cigar smelling, fat, sweaty body of the General.
The door suddenly opened, her mother was pushed into the room by a soldier, a surprised look on her face when she saw the sight before her. Christy saw her young daughter, naked, legs spread, masturbating while the General and Sergeant openly masturbated their cocks, smiles on their faces showing the enjoyment they were getting from seeing her young daughter openly masturbating for them. If that wasn’t bad enough, she recognized the look of lust on Angela’s face as if she was enjoying it, enjoying degrading herself before the men.
“Welcome Christy. Your daughter is already here, getting ready to service my cock. You are to join her. I see that your lovely body is already naked.” He looked her up and down, the ripe tits, the broad hips, the perfect ass, all made for sex. More experienced then her daughter, easier to manage; the mere mention of hurting her daughter would force her into the vilest perversions. Tonight she would be put to the test, forced to compete against her own daughter, fighting over the General’s cock, fighting over the chance to swallow his cum. And that would go to the winner, the loser suffering a more painful and degrading fate. “Join your daughter. Masturbate for us.”
Angela looked over at her mother, her face red, but her fingers continued to slide noisily in and out of her pussy as she finger fucked herself for the enjoyment of the Sergeant and General. She hung her head in shame.
Christy had no choice, the painful rapes and beatings on the bench earlier convinced her that ultimately she would have to submit to the perversities of the General; only more pain would await any refusal. She let her legs part, one hand moving to her breast, two fingers pinching her nipple to hardness, the other hand sliding up and down her pussy slit. She looked over at the General, his eyes glued to her hand that masturbated her pussy.
“Turn around Angela. Use your wet finger and slip it up your asshole,” he ordered her, seeing the humiliation spread across her body as she heard the command.
She turned her back, letting her hand slide down over her cheeks, her fingers still wet from finger fucking her pussy. She let it slide down her crease, a tremor running through her body when it touched her sore and swollen anus, the harsh reality of yesterday’s anal rape fresh in her mind. She hated touching herself there, but she knew it wouldn’t do any good to protest. She brushed her finger against the opening and pushed, straining out on her anus to allow her wet finger entry to the tight passage, feeling her clenching rectum grip the tip of her finger as she twisted it in and out. It felt uncomfortable, but at least it was better then the thick cocks that sodomized her there, the General was the worst. He enjoyed making her take his cock hard and deep, her stomach cramping from the thick flesh shoved inside her. She began a gentle fucking of her asshole, her rectum beginning to spasm from the unnatural act. She bent over deeper, shoving her ass out, imaging the Sergeant watching her, his hand stroking his cock faster, wishing it was his finger instead of hers. Calm down Angela. Get back to reality. You are being forced to masturbate for the pleasure of the soldiers watching you. They aren’t lovers! You’re as bad as your daughter.
The General got up and moved over to the bed, reclining on it, his head propped up with a pillow. He pulled out a cigar, lighting the dark stogie, the foul smelling, acrid smoke moving slowly up into the air. He pushed open his robe, spreading his legs, his heavy, swollen balls laden with sperm; one of these lucky ladies would soon be gifted with the privilege of swallowing his load. He stroked his cock, propping it up with his hand, the tip glistening with pre-cum. “Come over her girls. It is time for you to show me how well you can suck my cock. The winner who makes me orgasm will have the privilege of swallowing my cum. The loser will be bound and ass-fucked. Since I will have just cum, it will be a long and painful fuck that I will enjoy; hearing your cries of pain will only make me fuck you harder. You will each have two minutes, then it will be the other’s turn. The Sergeant will be in back of you with a riding crop to keep up your enthusiasm. When you are not sucking my cock you will suck my balls or tongue my asshole. Either that or the whip.” He smiled as the two naked girls approached his bed. The thought of their hot mouths on his cock almost made him cum. He wasn’t even sure which he would like to sodomize. Christy was more submissive, but Angela had more fight in her, sodomizing her more enjoyable by the way her body fought his intrusion up her ass with his hard cock. “You first Angela. Wrap your hot little lips around my cock and suck.”
Angela gagged at the sight of his cock. It was so big, the head almost purple, the ridge around the helmet like head pronounced. A large, blue vein ran up the side, a pair of heavy, hairy balls hanging down. Her brain registered the taste of his cock, relieving the mouth rape she had suffered under him before, the thick cock that had split her lips, the choking and gagging as he forced his giant weapon down her throat. She crawled on the bed, knowing the view she was giving the Sergeant, her legs spreading as she crawled on her knees, her ass thrust up. She shivered when she saw the riding crop in his hand, her pussy wet at the thought of him slashing at her body, forcing her to do the General’s sexual bidding. How had she come so depraved, relishing, even welcoming the perversities they had come to expect from her? Did she always have these deep seeded desires, the General and Sergeant just awakening them? She climbed up next to the General, the smoke from his cigar almost choking her. She reached for his cock, wetting her lips, hoping to make entry into the hot confines of her mouth easier for the large cock. She felt it shudder and jerk when her hand gripped the massive shaft, squeezing it tightly, her small hand wrapped around it tightly.
His cock almost spewed its load as her soft hand gripped the shaft, her tongue licking her lips, those sweet, young lips that would soon be wrapped tightly around his cock sending it into spasms of pleasure. He tried to contain his ardor, wanting to dump his load in her mother’s mouth, planning on using Angela’s asshole for his second load of cum. He would enjoy her bound on the bed, her mother behind him, tonguing his asshole as he ass-fucked her bound daughter. He waited patiently as Angela’s head slowly moved towards his cock, her mouth opening, her hot breath blowing lightly on his cockhead, a tiny drop of pre-cum leaking out. Her mouth opened wider, only inches from his cock, her hand bringing it up straight, ready to engulf. “MMMMM,” the only thing he could murmur as her soft, wet lips slid over the head to grasp it just under the edge of the helmet, her lips pursed tightly around it like a stretched rubber band, tightly clinging to his pulsating flesh. He shuddered again as her rough tongue rasped over the tip, lapping at the piss hole, dripping his hot pre-cum into her mouth in appreciation. “God, you were made for cock sucking,” he complimented her. “Make your tongue dance on my cock.”
She turned red in shame as her mouth engulfed the thick cock, the foul taste permeating all of the corners of her mouth. The thick, salty taste of his cum mixed with her saliva, the thick fluid overpowering all of the other tastes. His moans of pleasure embarrassed her, his compliments humiliating, her mother watching as she sucked his cock as if she were a whore, or worse, his lover. Her lips slowly engulfed the head, the thick flesh stretching her lips, her tongue lashing at the tip as she began the loathsome fellatio that was required of her. She raised her ass up in the air for the Sergeant, spreading her knees slightly; not wanting to be so obvious but any attention the Sergeant paid to her would make the forced fellatio more bearable. If it only was the Sergeant’s hard cock, not the half-limp cock of the fat General that was in her mouth, the thought making her pussy wet of servicing his massive cock with her mouth. She slowly let her head slide forward, her ass rising up as her lips slid down the shaft of his cock, her tongue bathing the thick shaft, making entry into the confines of her mouth easier. She began to move her mouth up and down his cock, fucking the flesh with her mouth, her tongue continually running over and around the hot flesh, sucking his cock.
The Sergeant’s cock jumped at the sight of Angela sucking the General’s cock, her pussy and asshole peeking out. He noticed her ass rising up, her legs spreading, her hips beginning a gentle fucking motion as she sucked the General’s cock. Her asshole peeked out from between her cheeks, still red from the abuse of the anal rapes. Her pussy glistened in the light, her juices giving her away. She was aroused. He was sure that it wasn’t the General doing it. Her ass wagged at him as if she was offering her posterior up to the whip. She seemed to want the attention of him, or at least the riding crop. He didn’t want to disappoint her. He let the crop fly in the air, the whistle breaking the silence of the room, shattered by the thud as it struck the white flesh of her ass, slashing across the broad expanse of her cheeks with a resounding thud.
“EEEH,” she screamed, her mouth pushed down on the General’s cock, bashing at her throat as she felt the sharp lash of the crop on her ass. God, it hurt. Her hips twisted to the sides as the pain radiated in her sensitive flesh. She felt a gush of juices in her pussy. She pressed her ass up into the air again, her legs spreading wantonly now, leaving all of her sex available to the lash of the Sergeant, begging for more.
The General though she was going to swallow his cock, her muffled scream massaging his cock as her head was forced down on his member. He felt the head of his cock bang at the opening of her throat, a gag gripping the tip pleasurably. Her head began to bob up and down on his cock, eagerly sucking his cock. He nodded to the Sergeant, the crop slashing down on her up raised ass, this time the crop ripping down her narrow crease. He grabbed her head just at the time of impact, pulling her face down on his cock, choking her with his cock. She screamed when his cock hit her throat, opening up, allowing access to the bulbous head of his cock to breach the tight opening.
His hands on her head felt like a vice, pulling her down onto the thick cock that split her lips. She understood when the sudden pain of the crop hit her, the leather beating a painful path down her crease, the tip ending on her delicate and abused anus with a powerful punch that seem to tear her anus open. She screamed, her throat left vulnerable, his cock punching into the clenching throat, her muscles massaging the thick member from the brutal invasion. She felt a sudden relief when he pulled her off of his cock, drool running down her cheeks, tears in her eyes as his cock popped from her throat and out of her mouth for a temporary relief. Her asshole burned, the tiny hole opening and closing in spasms of pain.
“Your turn Christy. Show Angela how to suck cock.” He watched as her mother pushed her out of the way, her head slipping quickly down over his cock, her throat opening as she gagged, swallowing his cock as if she were a sword swallower. Her tongue lashed out at his cock, her eagerness more to save her daughter from this loathsome task then a desire to please.
Christy hated the task she was being forced to perform, but she was trying to save her daughter from it. If she could bring him to the edge of cumming, then allow Angela the task of swallowing his seed, at least Angela would be spared the painful sodomy that would be next.
“My balls now Angela. Use your tongue on my balls and asshole.” He pushed her underneath him, forcing her head lower until he felt her wet tongue begin to lap at his balls as if she were a dog. “My asshole. Tongue fuck my asshole.” He saw the look of revulsion on her face but she obeyed, the General almost cumming when he felt her hot, wet tongue lick around his anal opening, lapping at her submissively. Christy was eagerly sucking his cock, as a two dollar whore would do, taking his member deep into her mouth and eventually into her throat after much gagging and choking, her throat muscles working up and down the shaft.
Another slap of the crop hit Angela, her ass raised up submissively, her knees widely parted. This time her pussy received the brunt of the strike, the leather slapping between her lips, the leather crop pulling back, its tip wet from her juices. She screamed, pushing her tongue into the General’s rectum, feeling his muscles clench on her tongue, her disgust overpowered by her desire for the lash of the crop. She almost came when he sliced the leather along her slit, pushing the lips back forcefully to strike at her sensitive inner lips with the powerful force of the Sergeant arm.
The General’s hands gripped Christy’s head tightly, pushing her face up against his flabby abdomen, her mouth forced to take the long cock deep into her throat. She tried to struggle when she felt him shudder, knowing that he was ready to cum, wanting to force Angela’s mouth over his cock. How could it have come to this? Hoping to make her own young daughter suck the General’s cock and cum in her mouth. The General would have none of it, his hands gripping her head, holding her in place. He let her pull back, his cock popping from her throat. But she knew it was only because he was ready to cum and he wanted her waiting mouth to receive his full load, filling her with his thick cum.
Angela’s hot tongue up his asshole was all that he needed, his balls ready to empty his cum, two beautiful girls, a mother and her daughter servicing his cock as if they were his concubines. He let his cock sit on Christy’s tongue, feeling her lapping at it as if she was a kitten licking a bowl of milk. He nodded to the Sergeant; his riding crop sliding up to slap at the vee of Angela’s widely spread legs with such a powerful stroke that her body was jerked up into the air. She screamed into the General’s ass, his cock letting loose thick, ropey cum into the mouth of her mother. He watched her cheeks bulge out as he filled her mouth, her throat swallowing, another load ready to take its place. He shot again, the Sergeant wielding the crop over Angela’s sex, slashing it back and forth, punishing her lips. The General shot three loads of cum into Christy’s mouth, seeing her throat bobbing up and down, thick cum dripping out the corner of her mouth, unable to swallow the massive amounts of cum.
Christy couldn’t believe all of the hot cum that filled her mouth. The thick, salty fluid went into every corner of her mouth, unable to swallow fast enough before another load shot out the end of his cock, splashing onto her tongue. She heard the slap of the riding crop on her daughters backside, seeing her body shoot up in pain. But she also saw her get back into position again, presenting her sex again for another lash of the crop as if she were inviting the whipping of her body. His balls were finally drained in her mouth, cum dripping out the corner, unable to contain all of the thick fluid. She let the limp cock sit in her mouth, her tongue rubbing over the head, washing his cock clean, knowing that the General required it. She finally let it slip from her lips, the taste still lingering in her mouth.
“It seems your mother won, Angela. She sucks cock like a two dollar whore, a skill that you are already acquiring. But you have lost. You will be the one that is sodomized for my pleasure. After just cumming, I’ll be able to fuck your hot, tight asshole for a long time. It will be a hard, punishment fuck for you. I think you should be bound for it. Sergeant, you know the position I like. Get her ready. I will use her mouth first to get me hard.”
“No, please, do me in the ass.” Christy begged the General, but she already knew the answer. He purposely forced her to make him cum, holding her mouth tight against his cock until he unloaded his cum in her mouth. He wanted to sodomize Angela and he wanted Christy to see it.
The Sergeant was already placing Angela in position, but not before he played with her body a bit. She stood before him, her legs slightly spread, her hands at her sides as the Sergeant let his hand slide down her belly until he found her wet pussy. “You liked the whip on your pussy, didn’t you?” He could feel her drenched pussy.
She could only nod her head, bowing her legs out as his fingers slid between her lips to find her vagina. Two fingers quickly slid up inside her, lifting her up onto her toes as he drilled them in harshly, a sharp intake of her breathe showing how much she loved his brutal touch. If it only was his cock instead of his fingers, twisting and turning inside her.
“On your hand and knees,” he ordered her, watching her cute ass wag back and forth as she got into the center of the bed. “Spread your legs wider,” his hands between her silky thighs, pushing outward until her knees slide wider and wider, her cheeks parting, her pussy lips pulled back. “Yes, that’s a good girl.” His hands ran over her ass, clenching on her tight cheeks, two fingers sliding up and down her sweaty crease until he touched her anus, feeling her body shudder at the touch. “The General is going to love your hot, buttery asshole again. I’m going to masturbate you while he sodomizes you. I want you to squeeze his cock and give him a good fuck. If you do, I will make you cum. You’d like that wouldn’t you Angela? You can show your mother how you cum while being ass fucked by a fat General.” He laughed.
Her legs were spread wide, the Sergeant pulling her hands back between her legs, tying each wrist to her ankle, pulling her body back, forcing her ass to rise up higher and higher. Her head was on the bed, her back arched up, her sex so high and available. When the General fucked her, she would be unable to move away, forced to take his hard strokes, knowing that the General would not be happy until he made her cry out in pain. Hopefully the Sergeant masturbating her would help.
The General’s cock had already begun to stir when he saw Angela. Her young body was forced into the doggy position; her ass rose up high as if she were asking to be sodomized. The tight bondage would make sure that she would receive each punishing fuck, taking the full measure of his cock up her asshole. “Why don’t you let Christy give you a good fuck? Let her sit on your cock. Let her do all the work. You can lie next to Angela so she can see how well her mother fucks.” He laughed.
The Sergeant moved next to Christy. “Over on the bed.” He lay down next to Angela, making sure her head was facing him. “Mount me,” pushing his cock up into the air with his fist. “I’ll play with your lovely daughter’s pussy while you fuck me. Show her how to fuck. She’s tight, but not very experienced.” He watched as Christy slowly swung her leg over his hips, her pussy opening up for him, sitting high up on her knees as she poised over his cock. His hands reached up to her tits, gripping her nipples, using them to guide her body onto his.
Angela was jealous, watching her mother mount the Sergeant’s cock. It was her pussy that should be sliding onto it, not hers. She felt the bed move as the General got behind her, his cock already hard. At least she wouldn’t have to suck it again. His dry, gnarly hands touched her ass, Angela cringing again as they began to caress her ass cheeks as if he were her lover, not the one that was going to ass rape her. She tried to move away, but the tight bondage prevented almost all movement, forced to accept one fat finger sliding over her anus. “EEEEH,” suddenly impaled on the fat finger, sliding into her rectum, rubbing her muscles as she tried to twist away. She watched her mother, her pussy slowly sliding up and down the Sergeants magnificent cock, her pussy gripping it as she gently moved up and down, fucking him. Her hips began a gentle fucking, her tits bouncing gently, the Sergeants fingers pinching tightly on the tips, forcing her up and down. Two fingers now twisted inside her asshole, her anus stretching wide around them, forcing them open, getting her ready for his cock. His other hand stroked his cock to greater hardness, the head already swelling in desire.
Even the General was surprised at how hard his cock got again. The sight of her defenseless asshole, her legs spread wide, her hands tied to her ankles did it. He loved taking young girls in the ass, knowing how their assholes would fight the intrusion, clenching on and off of his cock, giving him such a delicious fuck in spite of their revulsion to the act. He fisted his cock, spitting on the tip, wetting it for the initial breach of her asshole. He pressed it against her anus, his hands gripping her hips. “Are you ready Angela?” He didn’t wait for an answer, sliding his cock into her anus. He felt his cock bend before he finally breached the opening, the plum like head of his cock snuggled tightly into her rectum, her anal ring clinging to the shaft of his cock.
“AAAGGGHH,” Angela screamed in pain as her asshole felt like it was tearing. It burned as his cock pushed inside her, reliving the previous ass rapes she suffered before. She felt the fullness again, the burning as the throbbing flesh was buried inside her asshole. She tried to struggle against the bondage but did little except provide a delicious tightening on the cock snuggled inside her.
Christy looked over at her daughter, tears running down her face as she saw the thick cock of the General shoved inside her asshole. She continued to bounce up and down on the Sergeant’s cock, the friction of his cock arousing her, his fingers pinching and pulling her nipples. She could see why her daughter was always so aroused by the Sergeant, even when he committed unspeakable and painful acts on her body. His cock was magnificent. She sank down on his cock, feeling as it was going to come out her mouth. She fucked him hard, his fingers inflicting pain in her nipples showing her what he liked. He enjoyed pain, inflicting sexual pain. She hoped to accommodate his perverted lust and make her cum at the same time.
Angela wasn’t doing as well as her mother. The General began to fuck her in the ass, her anal spasms clenching and unclenching on the thick cock that threatened to split her up the middle. It seemed to never end. He would pull out until only the head was gripped by her anal ring then plunge back in, each time going deeper, each time reopening the wounds of the previous anal rapes she had endured. Her body was buffeted by his flabby stomach, slapping noisily into her tightened and up-thrust ass cheeks. His hands dug into her hips too tightly, guiding her back and forth onto his raping weapon, his ragged breathing as he huffed and puffed reflecting the physical energy he threw behind each deep thrust into the depths of her colon. His cock seemed to never end, the thick long member seemed harder then she could have imagined, a spear that pierced, sending cramps into her stomach each time it banged against her anal tract, cramps each time it hit a bend in her colon, forced to straighten to take the rigid member. She hated her mother, the look of ecstasy on her face as she rode the Sergeant’s cock, the cock that should be inside her, not the filthy organ of the General.
The General fucked her for over twenty minutes. Christy had already cum twice from the Sergeants cock, his hands keeping her pumping up and down on his rigid member. The Sergeant had begun to masturbate Angela, his fingers sliding to run up and down her slit as her anal rape continued. Her look of disgust at the perverted act of the General on her teenage body changed to desire, the Sergeant an expert at arousing her flesh to a fever pitch. She even began to push back and squeeze the General’s cock, massaging the thick member in spite of the pain that she was experiencing. He grunted and moaned as he fucked her, deep, powerful thrusts, making her take the full measure of his cock with each stroke, his cock jerking in pleasure when he would force a scream from her lips when she would receive a particularly brutal thrust inside her asshole.
She felt the cock in her asshole get bigger, stretching her clenching muscles as the thick head plunged deep into her bowels, sending shooting pains in her stomach. She knew he was ready to cum, his thrusts more urgent, his cock more demanding. She tightened her asshole on his cock, hoping to extract the cum from his balls and end the painful sodomy, her body cramped by the tight bondage, her asshole burning and torn from the long, brutal ass rape. He seemed to push his cock in so deep it felt as if it were coming out her mouth. She felt it shudder and jerk inside her and suddenly a torrid of hot, burning cum filled her bowels, her asshole rubbed raw by the constant fucking, the salty cum burning as it filled her. Three times he came inside her, the Sergeant’s fingers finally extracting the orgasm from her body, his fingers tugging and pinching her clit painfully until the pain mixed with the pleasure to mix into one overpowering orgasm that shook her body.
The sound of sudden gunfire and busting wood and glass filled the room, the Sergeant pushing Christy quickly off of him, the General pulling his cock painfully from Angela’s asshole, his last load of cum shooting out into the air, the thick fluid landing on Angela’s ass cheeks. The door burst open, five Mexican soldiers; guns drawn entered the room, the Sergeant and the General quickly raising their hands over their head, looking ridiculous and so vulnerable, naked, with their limp cocks dangling from between their legs. They were quickly cuffed and shuffled out of the room, a Mexican officer coming in when they departed.
“Christy and Angela I presume. We have been looking for you since your unexplained disappearance. He handed a blanket to Christy. “Go with the Lieutenant, he will take you back to our base. You will have a chance to bath and put on some clothes. We will need to interrogate you about this incident before you can leave. It is important that we learn as much about these rebels as possible. You are the only ones that have lived more then a few hours after being captured. Your information will be invaluable.”
“What about Angela?” Christy felt the cum drip down her thighs as she huddled there, the blanket wrapped tightly around her body.
“I will untie her and she will meet you back at the base. I will take care of her for you. You must go quickly, we are not sure of the strength of the rebels and they might be back any moment to attempt to rescue their General. We must clear out of the camp as soon as possible. We are deep in rebel territory; even the civilians are for the rebels. You aren’t safe here.”
Christy was quickly hustled out of the room, barely looking back, afraid of the rebels. The Captain looked down at Angela, cum dripping down from her ass cheeks, her teenage body thrust up, her legs spread, so open and available. His cock was straining his trousers, pushing the front of them out like a tent. “Are you okay little girl?” His hands ran down her back, sliding along her hips to, pausing for seconds on her ass before moving down her legs to her wrists. He began to untie her. The ropes had cut into her flesh, difficult to take them off, his hands fumbling as his eyes stared at her naked sex and abused asshole. He could see the spasms of her asshole, the hole agape, blinking open and closed as if it was still suffering the anal rape.
She felt the hands on her body, unable to do anything, immune to the fondling of her flesh, days of rapes taking their toll. She slumped to the bed when her wrists were untied, too tired and cramped to even attempt to cover up her naked body, her legs slightly spread, face down on the bed. The Captain sat next to her, his hands lightly stroking her naked back. She did nothing, letting him touch her.
He let his hands move down lower, running gently over her ass cheeks, Angela making no protest to his fondling. “You will go in my private car little one. It will be a few hours back to the base. I will make the ride enjoyable for both of us.” He picked her up, carrying her naked body, feeling her curl up in his arms as he carried her to his waiting auto. The driver opened the door, not surprised to see a naked girl in the Captains arms, the Officers always having more then enough opportunity to take advantage of the young girls in the village. This one was special though, an American. He shut the door of the car, jumping into the driver’s seat, closing the window connecting the front of the car to the back, sure that the Captain wanted the privacy. He drove off, driving slowly, wanting to make sure that the Captain had more then enough time with the young, naked girl before they reached the base. Two hours should do it, knowing the Captain would indulge in many of his fantasies with the American girl.
She felt comfortable and safe with the Captain, not even caring that she was naked. He cradled her gently, laying her carefully down on the cold, leather seat of the car, her nipples hardening with the sudden rush of cold from the seat. He let her recline slightly next to him his hand moving around her shoulder to pull him close to him. She snuggled into his arm, resting her head on his chest. She didn’t even protest as his hand swung down from her shoulder to gently cradle her breast, his finger toying with her hard nipple. She only moaned quietly, content to be safe. She let her legs spread when his other hand reached down to rest on her smooth inner thighs, feeling his gentle touch move up and down.
This was going to be an enjoyable trip back, the Captain quickly taking advantage of the young, naked girl next to him. He took one of her hands, placing it on his cock, feeling her fingers instantly grip in it his pants. “Take it out of my pants,” he ordered her, more of a request then an order, his voice low and gentle. He let his finger stroke up and down her slit, her legs parting wider, allowing him free access to her sex. “I want to feel you mouth around my cock,” his hand pushing her head down towards his cock, now naked and surrounded by her tiny hands. He groaned in pleasure when he felt her hot lips wrap tightly around his cock, her tongue already lathering his cock.
Angela quickly relented to the Captain, his powerful hands already arousing her. She allowed him to force her head into his lap, her hands freeing the hard cock, as magnificent as the Sergeant’s cock, her mouth quickly enveloping the pounding flesh. She hoped it took a long time to get back to the base. Her body craved the attention of the Captain’s powerful hands, his fingers already making her pussy drenched in her juices. She hoped her mother was doing as well, still jealous of her taking the Sergeant’s cock inside her.
The End