Casey was elated as she dumped her luggage beside her bunk. After hearing about life in the marines all her life, she was finally going to be a part of it.
She looked down the long row of bunk beds in the narrow barracks.
Unlike normal trainees, she and half a dozen other young women were being brought into a platoon sized group that had already been in training for several weeks. She and the others, already knew enough of the beginning work from summer training they had undertaken before this.
Casey herself had been a military cadet for almost eight years now, since she was ten. She hid the smug grin that threatened to come to her face at the thought of missing the beginning weeks of grueling training the others had been exposed to.
She ran a hand through her short blonde hair. It had already been in a loose pageboy cut before the marine barber had cut it even shorter. She still thought it looked cute. After all, it wasn't nearly as short as the men got.
She sorted through her gear and began to put it away before they were inspected. She and the other new girls were being scrutinized closely by the other young women in the barracks. She expected a certain degree of resentment towards them, but she figured it was worth it.
The first day was loosely structured, and involved tours of the base, and women's compound, as well as instructions in the base rules and such. She knew tomorrow would be much more grueling, but looked forward to it.
Her father was a marine officer and his father before him. Casey had grown up as a rough and tumble torn boy. Even well into her teen years, while other girls her age had turned exclusively to boys and fashions, Casey was still engaging in arm wrestling contests, and spending her days in sports and military practices. This had disappointed more than a few boys, whose interests were aroused by Casey's hourglass figure and pert, elfin face.
In truth, she had come to be more and more interested in boys in other areas besides sports. Strange fantasies often overrode her thinking and lovers occupied her unwilling dreams. She tried to hide this though. It irked her that she had turned into a weak willed girl, all bumps and curves.
Whenever she saw herself naked, she was exasperated by the confusion in her head between arousal and excitement at the smooth, shapely figure she possessed, and irritation at that self same form.
The attentions of the boys infuriated her. She found it horribly embarrassing when they made remarks about her firm oversized breasts and tight, rounded behind.
She tried to hide both underneath long, heavy sweaters, but few boys were fooled. She had accepted a few dates, out of curiosity and suppressed desires. They had usually ended in embarrassment and outrage as the boy slid a hand up under her skirt to touch her between the legs, or darted his hand under her sweater to squeeze her breasts.
What was more, after she'd gone home, she would often catch herself imagining what would have happened had she allowed it, and thinking back wistfully to the feel of the electricity that shot through her body when a boys hand touched it.
Anyway, she thought, she wouldn't have to worry about all that confusion here, that was one of the reasons she'd joined the Marines. And though he had discouraged her, Casey was sure her father was proud of her being accepted.
She was leaning over her footlocker, carefully arranging her gear inside when a hand slid between her legs and squeezed her groin in a tight grip. She yelped and twisted away, falling forward across the footlocker. Harsh laughter erupted from around her.
She scrambled angrily to her feet, only to be pushed backwards again, tumbling to the floor.
"Who said you get could up pussy?" a nasty voice taunted. She looked up at a large black girl, at least six feet tall, standing at her feet. She was a year or two older than Casey.
"You touch me again .and I'll report you!" Casey cried.
A look of anger came over the girl's face. She seemed to turn away, then swiveled around, her booted foot lashed out and kicked Casey directly in the crotch.
She gasped, and doubled over in pain, gripping herself. Several girls knelt around her. Casey's arms were pulled behind her and her upper body bent over backwards by someone's grip in her short hair. The black girl jumped down next to her and grinned nastily at her position.
She reached forward and cupped Casey's right breast in her hand squeezing and twisting it sharply. Casey cried out and trembled against the pain.
"You try reporting anything around her slut, and you'll be dead!" the girl hissed, giving her breast a final vicious twist before letting it go, and moving away. The other girls let her go as well, moving off with the black.
A small brunette stepped around her and looked down with a nasty grin. "She's right honey. Karen runs this place and don't you forget it." Casey lay on the floor for several seconds holding her hurting breast in her hand and fighting down the tears struggling to erupt-
A few minutes later, the sergeant came into the barracks for inspection, chewing out almost everyone for the quality of their cleaning or whatever. Casey didn't say anything. She knew the others were right about one thing, nobody liked a snitch, and she could expect worse trouble if she reported the incident.
* * *
Not long after dinner, they all went to bed, for an early day tomorrow. Casey slept soundly. Sleeping in a barracks wasn't new to her. She woke up once, hearing cries coming from somewhere, but they died down quickly and she fell asleep again.
When she woke once more it wasn't because of sounds. She felt strange, and smelled something terrible. She sniffed, wrinkling her nose at the pungent aroma. She jerked her covers aside and found several rotten eggs had been dumped inside with her, she was covered with spoiled, syrupy egg yolks.
She cursed, looking around the silent barracks, for the black girl, but not seeing her. She got out of bed, and yanked her covers off, replacing them with spares from her footlocker, then padded down the quiet row of beds to the showers.
She muttered evil curses as she stripped out of her underwear and stepped into the shower. This was a part of things though, not at all unusual, and she figured, something she'd have to put up with for a couple of weeks at least. She ducked her head under the shower, to clear the last of the soap out.
Suddenly an arm slid around her throat and she was jerked backwards out of the shower. She felt her body pulled tightly against another naked woman, as her right arm was pulled behind her and held painfully in place.
Her eyes flew open and saw the same black girl as earlier, along with half a dozen other women, standing in a loose semi circle around her.
She struggled against the girl holding her, but became aware quickly that the girl was much larger than her. Casey cursed her female weakness and short size. Even for a girl she was short, her head felt pillowed against the other girls breasts.
"Hello pussy." Karen said with a smirk.
"What do you want?" Casey gasped.
"I want you sweetie." the girl leered.
The arm around her neck tightened, pulling her half off the floor and strangling her as the black moved forward. Her lips came down on Casey's and mashed against her. Casey fought down nausea as the woman's tongue jabbed in between her gasping lips and into her mouth, twisting around there.
Casey bit down on it, making the girl jump back with a cry. Casey struggled against the arms holding her, trying to break free.
"You shouldn't have done that." a voice said next to her ear.
The black kicked out again, right into Casey's groin. Casey grunted, as the nausea increased. The black girl stepped forward, and smashed her knee up into Casey's crotch, making the little blonde cry out in pain. Then stepped back and punched her full in the stomach. Once, twice, three times.
"Turn her over!" Karen said angrily.
Casey's was twisted around and forced to her knees, as another girl moved to help the one holding her. She was bent forward, her head held against a girls side, her arms locked way up behind her neck.
She couldn't move at all. Just as she opened her mouth to scream, a thick dirty rag was shoved into her mouth, and tied in place.
She was in a furious state of rage, struggling hopelessly against the arms holding her. She had never felt so utterly degraded and humiliated in her life, as the girls stood behind her making leering obscene remarks about her ass and lightly furred pussy slit.
Then she heard a hiss, and a sudden explosion of pain erupted from her buttocks as a belt was brought down against them. She screamed into the rag as the belt whirred through the air and lashed down across her buttocks again.
She heard the awesome crack of the belt, smashing into her wet ass cheeks as it hit. The sound merged with another explosion of raw, blinding hot pain from her buttocks.
"You want to be a bad girl, we'll show you what happens." Karen taunted. The belt swished down again, and then again, and then again, lashing across her buttocks with unrelenting and vicious thoroughness. Her ass cheeks burned with fiery pain as Casey jerked forward with each blow.
She felt a hand on her head, patting her as if in comfort as the cruel beating went on. She struggled against the buildup of tears in the corners of her eyes, determined that, despite the humiliation, and pain, she would not cry like some sissy girl.
The repeated crack of the whip impacting on her buttocks filled the room every couple of seconds, until the black girl finally tired, and laid down the belt.
Casey shuddered and bit down on the rag in her mouth. Her ribs rising and falling rapidly as she tried to cope with the pain.
A hand in her hair jerked her head up as Karen squatted down in front of her and grinned smugly.
"You starting to get the picture pussy. I run things around here, and the sooner you learn the better."
She smacked Casey in the head and stood up, moving around to her rear again. She felt hands on her legs, forcing them apart, and then another hand cupped her pubic mound.
She cursed into the rag, as the hand rubbed and squeezed her cunt-mound gently, then a single finger slid along the slit and pushed inside. Casey jerked against her holders in fear, as the finger twisted up into her virgin hole.
Laughter sprang up all around her as the finger slid in and out. Casey felt her face redden in degradation and shame. Then she heard shouts of encouragement.
She couldn't move her head around to see behind her but abruptly she felt a tremendous pressure, and a horrible pain at her crotch, as something large, and unrelenting was jammed against her tight, little pussy opening.
It pushed harder, crushing her pussy lips, and shoving inside her. She twisted, and jerked against the hands holding her as burning pain erupted in her groin and then spread deep inside her belly. Hands gripped her hips, as the thing was thrust against her cuntal canal with brutal force.
She felt her cuntlips spread and spread as the intruder smashed aside her cunt walls and drove down into her soft warm belly. Deeper and deeper it went, crashing through her tight cunt walls with hardly a pause, filling her cunt tube with its cold fullness.
Casey could hold out no more, this final horror brought her to the edge of mental collapse, and tears rolled out of her eyes.
She felt the thing tear in and out of her bleeding crotch, ripping a tunnel for itself. It drove deeper and deeper with each powerful lunge, until she felt the rounded head jam up against the back wall of her cunt tube.
Still the thing jabbed in and out, crashing against her cervix repeatedly, bringing waves of shocking pain racing through the girl's body.
"Like our cock blondie?" a voice taunted.
The thing was pulled all the way back and Casey moaned in gratitude as it pulled free of her tormented love tunnel. Then her head was forced back and she looked directly into The black girls crotch. She was wearing a kind of halter, or strap, holding a long thick dildo between her legs.
Casey gasped in horror to see the object of her defilement. It was at least ten inches long, and terribly wide.
"Kiss my cock, slut girl!" Karen taunted. The dildo was shoved up against Casey's lips, and her gag pulled out. Casey opened her mouth to scream only to have the dildo ram forward into her mouth. She gagged on the horrible acid taste of the rubber cock, clamping her teeth down, to prevent it from going into her throat.
"Suck the cock, slut girl!" said a voice.
The dildo was yanked free and the gag reinserted as the girl moved around behind Casey again. She felt the hard rubber press against her slit, then a muffled shriek erupted from her gagged lips, as the dildo slid down into her cunt tube again. She felt it drive deeper and deeper, jamming against her cervix and still pressing harshly.
The cock pulled out again, then slammed forward, crushing her tender cervix between the hard rubber and her pubic bone. Again the cock slid back, then raced in. This time she felt the harsh scratching of the girls pubic hair against her vaginal lips.
"Almost there." she heard her grit.
Then the cock hammered forward, crushing her cervix as the black girl crammed every last inch of rubber cock down into the teenager's tight little fuck tube.
Casey could only weep in humiliation and pain, as the girls crowed with triumph at the sight. The black girls hands rubbed up and down Casey's tortured buttocks, squeezing and fondling them as she laughed in satisfaction. She pulled the cock back and then humped forward again.
Now that she had broken the last resistance of the little blonde's cunt hole, she began to fuck into her with smooth regular motions. Her hips moved forward and back easily, sliding the thick fuck tool in and out of the bleeding hole with satisfied ease.
She felt a strange tingling in the skin around the thrusting dildo. The feelings grew and spread down the length of her ravished cunt tube. The girl raping her slid her hands up Casey's thin sides and down under her chest, fastening on her thick, swaying breasts which were rocking in time to the back and forth jerking of Casey's body.
"She sure has nice titties." the girl said. Her hands worked over Casey's tit mounds, squeezing them relentlessly, until they were aching bags of soreness mixed with a strange prickling heat.
The warmth and tingling in Casey's loins increased. She felt a strange yearning, and a rushing flood of sexual heat and passion swarmed over her body, making her skin flush deeper red and staggering her with its intensity. Unconsciously her ass pushed back slightly to meet a forward thrust of the long, thick tuck tool.
She groaned deep in her throat as the erotic carnal desires made her head throb and sent quivers of gasping delight shooting through her frame.
Her hanging breasts seemed to swell and burn as the girl raping her kneaded and squashed them The fingers twisted and massaged the vulnerable little nipples, sending explosions of lust into the little blonde that made her whole body tremble.
She gasped in horror and delight as the already erect nubs seemed to harden and lengthen. Her nipples had always been incredibly sensitive, forcing the torn girl to wear soft girlish silks under her sweaters and sweatshirts lest she excite herself and bring on horrible fantasies about the boys sitting around her in class.
Her ass jerked repeatedly as the dildo drilled her pussy. Hot fuck-milk gushed into her penetrated hole. The girls watched in delight as the thick girl-fucker emerged from the tight, little blonde furhole coated in thick gooey sex juice.
Casey cringed in embarrassment, but her humiliation was beginning to be pushed aside by the growing lust engulfing her hapless body. Then her body seemed to undulate and quiver as an explosion of fiery sexual gratification blasted through her convulsing frame.
The gag was torn from her face and a damp pussy pushed against her. "Suck my cunt you little slut!" someone yelled.
The girl kneeling before her, shoved her crotch forward, grinding her pubic mound against Casey's jaw. Casey opened her mouth, and tentatively thrust her tongue forward. She tasted the sweet juices from the girl's pussy and began lapping them up.
The girl grabbed her hair and mashed her groin into Casey's face, demanding she suck harder. Casey slurped and suckled at the oozing slithole, her tongue dipping in as deep as it would go, lapping and twisting in the girl's pussy mouth.
She pulled her tongue out and rasped it over the aroused clitty, bringing a moan of pleasure from the girl. Casey wiped and ground her tongue over and over against the sensitive little fold of flesh, rubbing and caressing.
She closed her lips over the clitty as tight as she could, and then hummmed deeply. The girl yelped and jerked against Casey's face as her clitty vibrated in time to Casey's mouth.
Then she came, grunting and twitching as her cunt flared with orgasmic passion, and her clitty sizzled with delight inside the blonde girl's mouth.
She fell backwards, and another girl took her place, jamming her cunt demandingly into Casey's face. Casey groaned in pleasure as the dildo raced back and forth in her own pussy, and shoved her tongue forward.
Her mind soared through elation and joy as she orgasmed repeatedly. Her tongue, stuffed deep in a little brunettes pussy, vibrated like a propeller, sending the girl shivering into her own cum as her furry slit rubbed over Casey's face.
Casey felt utterly bewildered and confused as the last spasms trembled through her body. She had never felt anything like that before, had never felt such pleasure. Yet it had come in a horrible, humiliating pain filled episode among these nasty girls. The girl in front of her sighed and moved away.
"It's your turn Robin." Karen said.
"Not me." said the voice of one of the girl's holding Casey.
There was a silence in the room.
"Why not," one of the other girls demanded angrily.
"Because I don't fuckin want to! She ain't my type."
"All right!" the voice said defiantly.
The cock was withdrawn and she was allowed to fall forward onto her belly. She lay there sobbing and panting from the pain and exertion, her body covered in sweat, her face in cunt juices.
"Doesn't she look happy." a voice jeered.
"She gives good head." another commented.
A hand gripped her hair and pulled her puffy face up from the floor as Karen squatted next to her.
"Remember blondie, you say anything and you're in deep shit." she threatened.
She stood up then kicked Casey in the side, bringing a cry of pain from the girl, then she laughed and they all walked away.
Casey saw one, a tall brunette, looking back with a look of apology and regret on her face.
Casey lay there for a long time catching her breath and recovering from her horrible experience, before dragging herself up off the floor and staggering back into the shower. She stood there in bewilderment, astonished and confused at her own lewdness and her body's wanton behavior.
In all her seventeen years, almost eighteen, she reminded herself, she had never felt her body so aroused and excited. She groaned, and let the water pour down on her, washing the cum, and sweat off her body. Her crotch and ass stung wherever the water touched.
She thought back to her only previous sexual experience. It had happened only last year, and it had frightened her with it's intensity. It hadn't been a boy who had taken her cherry, no, nor for that matter had it been a girl.
TWO
The person who had introduced Casey into the world of sexual passion had been her Aunt Ruth.
Ruth was a lesbian, a woman who Casey had admired greatly.
Ruth had been unable to control her baser instincts around her niece when she had come for a visit.
Aunt Ruth had shared her bedroom during her stay. Casey, still the tomboy, had been eager to learn all about her sophisticated Aunt's life. Aunt Ruth had been all over the world. She was a Captain in the Air force, and had traveled extensively.
If her language, and somewhat vulgar jokes and remarks offended her parents at times, they only made the woman more fascinating to Casey, who reckoned herself as a cool and tough girl. She had heard that kind of thing before anyway, heard it every day at school. It was weird hearing an adult talk like that, but it hadn't bothered Casey.
Aunt Ruth had liked to sleep in the nude. So did Casey in fact, but she had worn a pair of pajamas for the first couple of days that Ruth had shared her bedroom. She had been intensely interested though, when Ruth had disrobed each night before bed.
The naked body of the woman had excited Casey for some reason. Aunt Ruth was so beautiful, and, in the way of most young teenage girls, she thought of herself as gawky and plain.
Ruth had taken several minutes after stripping to arrange her clothes in the closets, and do other things before going to bed. Casey hadn't known at the time that that was deliberate. After the second day, she had decided that she too could sleep in the raw.
She had watched discretely as Ruth had stripped off and then wandered around doing this and that. After Ruth had finally gotten into bed, Casey had yawned and put her book down. She got up from her desk and with careful nonchalance, had proceeded to take her own clothes off.
The first two days she had changed in the bathroom. Tonight she simply took her clothes off right by her bed, while Ruth pretended to ignore her and examine a magazine.
Her entire body had tingled as she had gotten down to her underwear. She had to force herself to unsnap her bra and pull it off. She had chickened out at the last minute, and turned her back to Ruth as she did it though.
She then slipped her bikini panties down her legs. When she had bent over to slip them off, she had almost fallen down while trying to keep her legs as tightly closed as possible.
She had placed them on her desk, her hands shaking slightly. She fiddled with nothings at her desk, keeping her back turned to Ruth, wondering if her Aunt was staring at her small, shapely buttocks, then finally managed to get up the courage to turn around and move to her bed.
Turning around exposed her front to Ruth, which sent her pulse racing even higher. She hadn't been able to tell if the woman was watching her, so intent was she on avoiding her Aunt's eyes. She had had to stop herself from racing to her bed and jumping in. Instead she had casually walked to bed, pulled up the covers and got in.
She hadn't of course known how flushed her skin was, nor how much of a giveaway her stiffly erect nipples were to the older woman.
Ruth had indeed taken very careful note of her niece's nudity. She watched from the side of her eyes as Casey had fiddled at her desk. Her eyes opening wider and her head turning, when the girl had leaned forward once, exposing her slight pink slit to view.
It had been almost like a game for Casey. To strip and show off her body before bed. For several nights running, she too had found a number of things to occupy her attention between undressing and bed. She had gotten less inhibited and more bold each night.
One night she had stood before the full length mirror, her hands behind her head, posing. She had brought her hands up behind her head and leaned back slightly, causing her breasts to jut out.
Though it was hard for her to admit to herself, she felt she looked just as good as the girl in the mens magazine she had seen in this very same pose the other night. She had lifted the magazine from the bottom of one of her Dad's drawers, intrigued by the pictures between the covers.
She batted her eyes at the mirror and pouted her lips in what she thought was a vampish way. She heard the floorboards creek at the same time as the voice spoke up. "MMmmmmmmmhhhh
Sexyyyyyyy!"
She had jumped in surprise at the sound of Ruth's voice, trying to cover her nudity with all too thin arms and hands. Even as the embarrassment at being found in this manner rose to flush her skin red, her belly felt another kind of heat at Ruth's sudden entry.
She tried to reach for a blanket, as Ruth sauntered towards her. "Oh stop that! I've seen you before remember!" Ruth snorted, coming over beside her.
"Stand up for your body girl! Don't cower and hide as if it was something shameful you didn't want anyone to see!"
Self consciously, Casey had straightened up, pulling her arm away from her chest and her hand off her pubic mound. Ruth was standing beside her and she reached over and grabbed Casey's shoulder, pulling her up straighten
"Well, kid? What do you think of the ol' bod?" Think it'll bring the boys running?"
Casey stammered a little, her face still red. "I was just comparing myself to a pose I saw in one of my Dad's magazines." She braced herself, straightening her shoulders and throwing out her chest. She turned and faced Ruth.
"What do you think Aunt Ruth?" Do you think I'm pretty?" Ruth had looked at her with a strange expression. "Are you kidding? god, I should look half as good as you."
Casey stared at her in disbelief. "Come on
Aunt Ruth! You're way prettier than me!"
"Ha!"
"You are!"
"Oh I'm Okay."
"I wish I had a body like yours."
"Look Casey. You have a terrific body and a gorgeous face. What more could you want?"
"You don't think I'm too skinny?" she asked, turning toward the mirror again.
Ruth rolled her eyes and then pulled the t-shirt nightie she was wearing up and off.
She was sleek and naked underneath. Casey made as if to step back, but Ruth put her arm around her and drew her close beside her before the mirror. Almost against her will, Casey's eyes went to the mirror and looked admiringly at the older woman's body.
She noted again, the high firmness of her aunt's breasts, and the delicate, graceful tapering of her legs. Her breasts were larger than Casey's and her hips were a touch wider, but who was perfect?"
Ruth had pulled her in front of herself and brought her arms around her waist. What is wrong with this?" she demanded. Suddenly her hands slid up and cupped Casey's young breasts in her hands. What's wrong with these?"
Casey was startled by the intimate contact. Her Aunt's fingers held firmly to the incredibly tender skin on her breasts.
For the first time, she became aware of Ruth's own breasts, pressing firmly into her back. She felt the slight ticklishness of Ruth's pubic hair touching her buttocks. Involuntarily, her breasts began to swell and her nipples to harden. Ruth noticed right away.
"Aha! Now you see the way to make them even better looking!" she laughed. Casey drew in her breath suddenly as Ruth gently, but firmly squeezed both her breasts several times. Her face turned crimson again, and she tried to pull away from the close embrace.
Her movements though, were suddenly shaky and weak. She felt like her pubic hair was stiffening and crackling with electricity, bringing an itch to her pussy. Then she felt Ruth's lips on the side of her neck where it joined her shoulders. Ruth bit softly at the flesh, sucking it into her mouth, and Casey could not suppress a moan of intense excitement and pleasure.
Ruth's body was aroused also, and Casey could feel the stiff nipples, like two sharp points, pressing into her skin. Ruth kneaded and squeezed her breasts, tweaking and pinching the now hard little nipples. Abruptly she was swung around to face her Aunt.
She looked deep into those stunning green eyes, noting with alarm, the intensity of desire in them for her. Then Ruth leaned forward, kissing Casey's lips gently, then more forcefully. Casey felt her Aunt's tongue slip past her lips and join her own tongue, slipping and sliding over it as their lips mashed together.
Casey had been stunned by the sudden acts. Her mind was dizzy from the sensations Ruth was bringing out from her breasts, and the deep hot feeling that was burning in her belly. She didn't know what to do. She knew virtually nothing about sex. She had heard of girls doing it together, but couldn't imagine how.
She had done nothing to resist as her Aunt caressed the skin of her back with her soft fingers, then slid them further down, and cupped her buttocks firmly. She felt the sensitive skin come alive under her Aunt's gentle fondling, then gasped as Ruth's hand rubbed deep into the cleavage between her ass cheeks and down between her legs to cup her pubic mound.
She tried to protest weakly, but Ruth's mouth was over her own. The hand shot a burst of hot fire up into her belly, and Casey unconsciously pushed back against it, seeking more. Ruth slid her hand up and down her ass crack, traveling deep between her legs on the downward journey, and rubbing over her tender hot slit.
Casey could feel Ruth's tits crushing her own, the nipples of the older woman rubbing against her own erect buds. The fire in her belly roared higher and higher, sending waves of pleasure roaring through her brain, and making her vision blur with multi colored lights.
She leaned back against the edge of a bureau, and Ruth suddenly dropped to her knees in front of her. She forced Casey's shaky legs apart and pushed her face up against the soft furry mound of her pubis.
Casey moaned, as Ruth brought her tongue up onto the skin of her groin, licking up alongside her cunt slit. Ruth ran her tongue all around the slit over and over, and then suddenly, she shot it right into the middle of the slick oily cunt slit.
"UUUUUHHHNNNNGGGGHHHHH!! "
Casey grabbed Ruth's head in both hands for support as her body arched backwards. Her pelvis thrust forward, humping against her Aunt's face as thumping, throbbing waves of orgasm shot through her body. She shuddered under the impact and would have fallen if not for Ruth's hands firm hold on her thighs. Ruth brought her tongue against her clit and licked against it, drawing a shaken sigh from Casey.
Over and over, Casey gasped with pleasure as her Aunt's tongue slid across the delicate fold of flesh. Casey shivered and swayed helplessly as a powerful buildup of sexual tension began to churn through her body.
When Ruth had grabbed her clit between her lips and sucked tightly, furiously, Casey had jerked and shivered through an even higher orgasm. She had thrown back her head and grunted mindlessly as she came over and over again.
Then she remembered sliding down to the rug, her legs collapsing and folding under her. She found she was on top of Ruth, her weak body splayed over the woman. Ruth held her head between her hands and raised it up, staring into her astonished eyes.
She had brought Casey's face down to her own and they had kissed deeply. Casey had emulated her by running her own tongue into Ruth's mouth. When Ruth had pushed Casey downward, she had kissed and licked at her Aunt's neck, shoulders, and then dropped her mouth to suckle and chew on the woman's breasts and nipples.
She bit and sucked and licked desperately at the hardened pebbly nipples, wanting to return the pleasure to her Aunt that she had received. Ruth grabbed her hand and brought it down to the soft fold of brown hair between her legs.
Casey slid her hand over the pubic hair and over the delicate erect clitty. She rubbed up and down on her Aunt's cunt, drawing sighs and gasps from Ruth. She could feel the slick slit outlined beneath the damp hair and ran a finger along the crack.
She pushed against the opening and her finger slid softly into Ruth's body. She could feel the soft tight walls of Ruth's vagina gripping her finger as she pushed it deeper. When her knuckles were flat against the lips, she wiggled her finger around in the tight tunnel, marveling at the strange feeling it aroused in her.
She slid the finger out and then pushed two, then three into the crack. She began pumping the fingers in and out of Ruth's slit, making sure to rub against the clit at each stroke. Ruth was shoving her groin up to meet each downstroke and making soft whimpering noises underneath her.
Her eyes had rolled back in her head and her lids were almost shut. "OH GOD! OOHH YESSS! OOO OOH OOOOOOOGHHH
UUUUUUNNH! C.. . Caseyeee!! ! " Ruth was shaking in orgasm, her body humping against Casey's fingers.
She grabbed Casey and pulled her to the rug, rolling on top. The two kissed deeply, running their hands over each other's bodies, both awash in the sensations of lovemaking. Ruth slid down her body, her hands fixed firmly on her sweating pulsating breasts, and then pushed her face into her groin.
She sucked and bit on the clit as her hands pawed Casey's tits. In seconds she had brought Casey to another immense orgasm that send her into writhing spasms of uncontrollable contortions. She turned Casey over onto her belly, then pulled her up to her knees.
Casey had been almost completely unaware of what was going on, and too weak to resist. Her face was flat on the floor, all but covered in stringy sweaty hair. Ruth had pulled her up into her lap and slid her hand down over her upturned ass cheeks and into her tight wet crotch.
Casey had felt her palm squeezing her hot slit for a second, and then Aunt Ruth's middle finger had slid up into her drooling pussy hole. Casey moaned as the finger sliced apart the walls of her virgin cunt slit and pushed deep into her body.
Ruth began fucking her, adding two more fingers and sliding them in and out of the oily hole. Casey had cried for her to stop, dazed by the bolts of heat and fire that shot into her brain each time Ruth rammed her fingers into her groin, and hurting form the strain of the digits embedded in her tight cunt.
The fingers had alternated their speed, first sliding the fingers slowly in and out of the entrance, not going deep, the pumping the digits in and out rapidly, and deeply, jerking Casey's body back and forth as she reacted to the stimuli.
Casey came again, the climax sending the blood pounding into her head, driving all coherent thought from her as she rode the sensations. Her ass rammed back against her Aunt's plunging fingers trying to force more and more of them into her cunthole. Ruth had suddenly dropped her and ran over to the corner, leaving her humping and whimpering on the rug.
Her groin twitched and tingled as her climax began to subside. Ruth jumped down onto the floor next to her again. Casey had looked up dazedly to see her Aunt strapping on some kind of a strange panty set, wondering at the long thick thing that stood straight out from the middle of her crotch.
She rolled Casey over onto her back, and pulled her legs up into the air, pushing them back and folding them against Casey's chest. Casey did not resist as she felt herself bent forcefully, her back arched as her ankles were forced backwards to her head by Ruth's insistent pressure. Ruth positioned herself in front of Casey's up-thrust ass cheeks and positioned the fat thing at the entrance of Casey's slit.
She began to put pressure on the tightly closed slit. The rounded head of the instrument forced the slick pubic lips back further and further. Casey remembered how she groaned as the pain mounted and she tried weakly to jerk away from it, not really even knowing what was happening. Ruth had kept up a continuous pressure, forcing the thing down into Casey's body.
Casey had watched almost fascinated as inch after inch disappeared into the tight, sucking depths of her oily pink cunt. Casey shuddered against her Aunt, jerking and twitching as inch after inch slid into her guts. She felt a sudden sharp pain from within herself, and her arms and hands flailed around uselessly, slapping at the carpet.
At last, she felt the touch of Ruth's pubic hairs on her own crotch and knew she had forced the whole thing down into her body. Slowly Ruth began to pull her hips back, pulling the cock thin up out of the depths of Casey's crotch hole. She could see her cunt lips pulled outward and clutching tightly at the thing as it slid out.
When only the head was still inside, Ruth pushed her legs out and let her whole weight drop down onto Casey. Casey gasped and cried out in pain as the monster thing rammed down into her belly.
Ruth began to pump her hips in and out. slowly at first, then picking up speed. She used long deep strokes, fucking Casey brutally. Casey's ankles were up on her shoulders and she could feel them slapping up and down as they bounced with the impact of Ruth's harsh fucking.
Casey threw her head back, making gargling moans and grunts. She had never experienced feelings and sensations like this before. Her guts felt like they were torn apart inside her and her cunt felt split open. She had this tremendous feeling of FULLNESS each time Ruth sank that thing down into her.
She could feel her cunt walls surrounding and gripping the fucking tube, and her mind was drowned in successive bursts of fiery crackling sex heat. Her whole groin felt swollen and pulpy from the fucking. She came again, and again, and again.
Ruth pulled the thing out, and Casey rolled shuddering onto her belly, her hands trying to go down to her groin. She felt her belly pulled up by her Aunt, and her knees pushed under, supporting her ass in the air. Ruth was behind her, and then she felt the thing thrusting back inside her cunt.
Casey groaned and shuddered once more. Her face rubbed back and forth on the rug as her Aunt fucked her cunt from behind. Ruth grabbed her hips and began pulling her ass back against the thing as she thrust forward.
She rode a dazed helpless Casey to another climax. She leaned forward and clutched Casey's breasts where they were rubbing on the carpet. She squeezed them unmercifully as she came with a tremendous bang, ramming the thing far up into Casey's cunthole and sending her into another gasping shuddering climax.
Casey lay soaking in the shower, thinking of that beautiful experience with her Aunt. She had been trying to forget it for the last year, trying to pretend she hadn't had such a powerful, and perverted sexual experience with a woman. But now, she was forced to admit her own sickness.
Even being raped, her body had responded to the other girls so easily, so completely, that she wondered if she wasn't doomed to a life of lesbianism.
She discounted her thoughts about boys in light of her bodies obvious inclinations in the other direction.
What would happen, she wondered, when the Corps found out about her? She went back to her bunk in a state of misery and fear.
THREE
The next morning was spent in a daze. Everything she did was off, as her mind kept flashing back to yesterday night. Finally she was called over by the sergeant and balled out for screwing up yet again. She felt frustrated and angry at her own incompetence and inability to explain her faults.
Suddenly a girl stepped over to her, the tall brunette she remembered from the other night, who'd looked kindly.
"Look kid, just forget it all right." she said, "It's no good worrying on it. Karen runs things here. As long as you don't cross her again you'll probably be okay."
She recognized the voice as well, as belonging to the girl named Robin, who had refused to rape her. She said nothing, keeping her eyes downward.
"Look, want me to help you with your shooting?" Robin asked.
"Come on Casey, the sergeants gonna kill you if you don't do something right today." she grinned.
Casey's desperation for a kind face, overrode her embarrassment -and anger over what the brunette had helped do to her the other night and the two practiced their shooting together.
Casey was actually better than Robin and helped her some. The two ate together as well, and Casey had almost managed to put the other night behind her when Karen appeared next to her seat, and ran her tongue over her lips lewdly.
As evening approached, she felt more and more afraid of what the night would hold in store. Her breasts and groin were still sore and her mind numbed by her body's betrayal. She was afraid of what her body would force her to do if she was attacked again, the continued leers and taunts of the girls all day had left her in a miserable desperate mood.
She put down her broom, she had been sweeping the barracks, and went next door to the sergeants office. The sergeant was going over some paperwork at her desk as Casey walked in. The first few buttons of her top were unbuttoned, revealing the voluptuous body beneath.
"What is it Donovan?" the woman asked abruptly as Casey stood at attention next to her desk.
"I,. .I.. .H.. .Have a complain't Maam!, I mean Sergeant!" Casey stuttered.
The sergeants eyes narrowed.
"Oh you do, do you?" she grunted.
"Yes Sergeant!".
"Well spit it out Marine!"
Casey proceeded to haltingly describe what had happened to her the other night, leaving out, of course, her own reactions. The sergeant stared at Casey unspeaking as she revealed the attack, now and then nodding at her to continue.
When she had finished, Casey stood there, face red, waiting for a response. Instead the sergeant stood up and walked around the desk to her.
"Come with me." she ordered.
Casey followed her out the door, and down the manicured walkway to the Lieutenants office.
Dread gripped her as the passed several of her attackers, who stared at Casey with angry eyes.
The sergeant knocked and was ordered in by a rough deep voice.
She opened the door and motioned Casey inside.
The lieutenant was standing by the window as the two walked stiffly in and stood at attention near her desk.
She looked at the two carefully, then walked over next to them.
The lieutenant was about ten years or so younger than the sergeant, perhaps twenty five or so. She had a pleasant heart shaped face, with short carefully cut brown hair, not unlike Casey's.
"Well Sergeant Cummings, what is it?"
"This marine has a complain't Lieutenant Michaels Maam."
The sergeant described Casey's complain't and then ordered her to describe it again. Casey groaned inwardly and then embarrassedly told her story again.
The lieutenant stopped her at several points, ordering her to expand on some description or other, which embarrassed the poor little teenager even more.
"What kind of belt did they use on you?" she asked.
When Casey confessed that she didn't really remember the lieutenant ordered her to strip. Casey gulped and stared at the woman, then at the sergeant.
"Well come on girl." she said with a frown," I want to see what marks were left from this alleged beating." Casey slowly unzipped the green overalls she was wearing, and pulled it to the ground.
She stepped out of it then looked at the women, hoping that would be good enough.
"The rest girl!" the sergeant barked. Casey undipped her thick, marine issue bra, then slid her panties over her hips and down her legs, to stand naked. Her body flushed in embarrassment as she stood nude, before the two older, fully clothed women, who studied her body closely.
The lieutenant walked around her and Casey jumped as she felt her warm hands slide over her rounded buttock.
"Hmmmm,. . . I do see marks here. Sergeant. What does this look like to you?" The two of them stood behind Casey studying her behind, and the slight discolored marks left by the belt.
"Phhhaaaaa,. . .She probably got that by falling down or something." the sergeant said dismissingly.
"She says they raped her with a dildo too." Michaels said.
"Bend forward girl and spread your legs."
Casey grit her teeth against the embarrassment and complied.
She jerked slightly as she felt a finger slide along her tightly closed slit, and flick over her clitty.
"I don't see any damage here." the Lieutenant said.
She walked around in front of the girl and motioned her erect.
"Frankly, I don't believe you private Donovan." she glared.
"I think you're just a lazy troublemaker, trying to get special attention."
"B.. .but Maam.. . ! "
"Speak when you're told Marine!" the sergeant roared, shutting her up.
"Now look Donovan." the lieutenant put her face right next to Casey's," There's enough goddamned talk of lesbians in the services without this kind of shit. Every time one of us, "she motioned to Sergeant Cummings and herself, "turns down some horny guy, they whisper that we marine women are all dykes and queers."
"If you mention this again, without evidence or witnesses, to back it up, I'll see you spend the next five years of your enlistment in the stockade!"
"Do you understand me! ? " she demanded. "Casey trembled and then nodded disheartened.
* * *
That evening was like a nightmare to Casey. Every movement and noise made her jump as the hours counted down to lights out. Finally the sergeant ordered everyone undressed with the ten minute warning before lights out. Casey undressed to her underwear, then got carefully into bed, eyeing the girls she recognized from the other night carefully.
The lights went out, plunging the room into darkness. Casey's eyes remained wide open, determined to stay awake all night if necessary. She clutched her covers against her as the silence filled her with dread.
She gasped as shadows appeared above her. A hand shot down and covered her mouth as her limbs were seized in several strong grips and she was yanked out of the bed. She struggled and screamed into the gloved hand over her mouth as she was carried into the middle of the room.
Suddenly the lights went on. She saw that almost all the girls in the barracks were sitting upright in their beds, watching. She almost groaned in relief, but it was short-lived.
"This little bitch is a troublemaker!" Karen yelled. There was a chorus of agreement from the other girls around them.
"We're gonna show the little bitch what happens when somebody goes to the Sergeant and Lieutenant about us, and makes us look bad."
A dirty rag was shoved into Casey's mouth and her wrists were pulled up above her, as she was pushed against a thin wooden pillar in the middle of the room.
Her clothes were torn off her, first her top, revealing her high, full breasts, then her panties, pulled slowly down her legs to reveal her sparse muff.
The other girls laughed and taunted her, yelling abuse and obscene comments, many of which evoked laughter and agreement.
A large breasted brunette was fooling around with something above her head, and Casey soon felt tight bindings fastened around her wrists. As the girls holding her wrists high let go, she jerked resignedly against the bindings, which held her arms high above her head so she was almost on her toes.
One of the girls, a tall blonde, put her hand on Casey's back to push her chest out, which was greeted by laughter and more comments about Casey's breasts. She twirled the captive teen around so the room could see her rounded buttocks, and then turned her again, as the room laughed and cackled in laughter. Casey was horrified at her obscene position.
Though some of the girls seemed quiet, and unhappy, at least half were yelling raucously, and crowing with laughter.
"Show the little whore!! " they cried. Karen leaned forward and lowered her face quickly, her lips engulfing Casey's left nipple, and her mouth sucking voraciously.
The room erupted in laughter, which heightened when the black girl bit down viciously, sending Casey into a squirming fit of desperation as she tried to pull her stinging nipple away from the sharp teeth.
Tears began to dribble out of the blonde teenagers eyes as she collapsed inwardly from the humiliation and hopelessness of the predicament. This was quickly noticed and caused further delight amongst the crowd of girls.
"Turn her around and lets give her something to really cry about."
There was a chorus of agreement and Casey was once again turned toward the pillar. The tight bindings bit into her skin and were cutting off circulation to her hands as they held her helpless against their attentions. Then she heard the crowing and laughing die down.
Suddenly a kind of swishing sound filled the air. Just as Casey recognized it from the previous night, a loud crack echoed throughout the room as a thin, but heavy belt smashed against her back. Casey screamed into the rag, as the belt slashed down over and over again.
There were few other sounds in the barracks as the other girls watched in awe. The belt arced down against the smooth white skin of the little blonde, snapping viciously down against Casey's back, shoulders, and buttocks, leaving red welts, and screaming hot pain in their wake.
She shuddered and trembled with each blow, her body smashing against the pillar repeatedly. Splinters from the rough wood dug into the tender flesh of her stomach and breasts, while tears streamed down her face.
Some of the blows were so harsh the teenager was driven off her feet, to hang helplessly by her wrists for several seconds. Her back was already so inflamed by pain that new blows hardly mattered for more than a second or two.
By the time Karen gave the order to stop, Casey was hanging by her wrists, her agonized body no longer able to support her weight as the blows rained down against her. Her back and buttocks were red with crisscrossing red welts where the belt had landed.
Karen moved next to her and grasped a handful of short yellow hair between her black fingers. Casey groaned almost unconsciously as her head was jerked backwards.
"You learned your lesson cunt pad?" she hissed. Casey could only moan unintelligibly through her pain and the gag.
"I don't think she has." Karen said to the room.
She stood back and took the belt from the brunette holding it. THWACK! The belt slashed down against Casey's right buttock, sending her hip crashing into the pillar again.
CRACK! Many of the girls flinched as the force of the blow on her back smashed Casey forward again.
"Turn the little slut around!" Karen ordered. The brunette and a slim redhead, quickly moved the dazed girl so her back was against the pillar.
Her wrists were crossed far above her head and small drops of blood could be seen trickling from under the ropes that held her there. THWAACCKKK!!
Several girls gasped as the belt slashed down across the middle of Casey's left breast. It seemed to separate the meaty pillow in two for an instant, then as it withdrew, the breast bounced and jiggled as a dark angry red line appeared directly across the center.
Casey's brain reeled under this new pain. Her body was flung backward, her tailbone smashing into the pillar with bruising impact.
THWACKK!. . . THWACK!. . . . THWACKKK!
The belt cracked down against Casey's tender, rounded meat orbs, leaving them bruised, and reddened, with horrible red welts.
"Spread her legs apart." Karen said.
The two girls eagerly complied, each pulling aside one of the girl's wobbly weakened limbs, opening up her groin.
Casey was practically unconscious by now, as Karen slid the belt back, then lashed it forward at a side angle. The belt slashed upward directly into Casey's crotch, impacting with a loud dull thud against the girl's furry slit mound.
Even through the gag every girl in the room heard the horrible agonized cry as Casey was thrown backwards and up off her feet by the brutal blow.
Karen and several others grinned, while most of the girls cringed. Karen slammed the belt up again, then again. Each time sending the dazed girl into a twitching jerking dance of agony and pain.
Finally Karen stopped. The blonde was in a stupor, almost hanging completely by her wrists. A girl stepped forward and waved smelling salts beneath her nose, making Casey jerk her head back quickly.
"Since the little slut doesn't like getting it up the cunt, we're gonna show her another way to have fun." Karen called out. Karen stripped and donned the big dildo harness, then walked toward Casey. The dildo was pointed upward, and bounced slightly as the black girl moved behind her.
Casey's body was pushed outward, her beaten breasts thrusting up and to the sides as Karen slid her hands over them. Karen's fingers fondled Casey's breasts, squeezing and kneading the aching flesh not unkindly. Her hands slid downward across Casey's belly and down into the V of her crotch, to cup her pubic mound.
A single finger slid up inside the girl, sending her ass jerking backwards. Casey felt the hardened length of the dildo running up between her buttocks as it lay up between the two girls. Karen's hand slid around her right thigh and lifted her leg sideways and up off the floor.
"Lets see how you like this bitch." she cackled.
Casey groaned in fresh pain as he rounded head of the dildo pushed against her crinkled little anal opening with greater and greater force. Lubricated by her sweat the slippery rubber shoved aside Casey's sphincter and thrust far up into the defenseless girl's asshole.
Karen humped her body forward, driving the rubber cock higher and deeper into the defenseless girl's anus. Casey felt the rigid rubber going far up into her guts, then ramming against the end of her ass tube insistently.
She cried anew, and whimpered pitiful small noises into the gag, as the cock rammed up against her guts again and again. Finally she felt the crinkly hairs of Karen's pussy against her ass cheeks as the dildo was driven all the way up inside her belly.
"You got it all little slut!" Karen hissed, lunging forward again, to ram the end of the cock into the blonde's guts again and again.
Some of the other girls began to find their cunts growing slippery and warm at the sight of the two. Karen dropped Casey's leg back to the floor. Casey gasped as all her weight was brought down on the dildo and she was impaled by the brutal instrument.
She struggled to stand but was hampered by Karen's clutching hands which kept her legs forced apart. She was forced to shove her ass back against the black girl to keep her toes on the floor. A girl moved forward and took a picture then, as Karen humped her hips forward, digging the fake cock way up into the blonde's tortured anus.
Casey was bent like a bow. Her arms stretched above and behind her and balanced precariously on her toes. Her ass was pushed back against Karen and her chest shoved out. Karen held her hips tightly and humped upward with short vicious thrusts of her hips.
Her hands slid up onto Casey's tits again, squeezing tightly, then one worked down between the blonde's legs, and slid two fingers up into her twat. Karen finally tired and pulled out.
FOUR
They untied Casey then and pulled her into the center of the room. She was throw onto the polished wooden floor on her belly and her arms and legs spread wide.
A brunette named Sandra dropped between her legs and pushed the end of the dildo into the tortured anus. She thrust forward and down, working the hole bigger, then she humped her hips forward and jammed the whole thing down into the blonde girl's rectum.
She lay on top of Casey and then, she laughed, dropping her entire weight onto Casey's body, crushing her to the floor and jamming the dildo way down inside her asshole. Casey's arms and legs flopped against the wooden floor and her body seemed to tremble as the hard rubber forced its way into her guts.
Casey was helpless to do anything but moan and whimper, as Sandra gave several rapid humps with her lower body, pounding the dildo in and out of the little round hole.
Casey's tender abused, pain filled tit orbs were mashed against the floor as Sandra hammered the dick down. Casey felt agony deep inside her belly as the dildo thumped into the end of her asshole and ground repeatedly against it. Casey felt the itchy scratching of Sandra's thick brown pubic hair between her parted ass cheeks as the dildo forced deeper still.
She cackled. "It's way up in your guts sluthole!" She covered Casey's body with her own, rubbing her pointed titties into the blondes welt covered back. Casey could feel the hardened little black nipples dig into her skin as Sandra sighed and undulated her body so her groin fucked the dildo in and out of the tight asshole encasing it.
She gripped the blonde's hair in both hands and jerked her head way up and back, then lunged forward, kissing, then biting deep into the side of the smaller girl's neck. She bit until she tasted blood and then sucked voraciously, loving the taste.
Sandra dropped the blonde's head then pushed herself up on her two hands and feet so she was not touching Casey at all. She began to energetically swing her hips down and in, thrusting the dildo in and out of Casey's asshole with long, deep strokes. Then she grunted and pulled the slick rubber out of he girl's asshole completely, rising and taking off the harness. Everyone gathered around could see Casey's wide open asshole as her abused sphincter muscle refused to adjust to the emptiness. The lithe redhead donned the gear and knelt between Casey's legs then.
She placed the tip of the dildo against the open anus and lunged forward, driving it deep into the blonde girl's rectum once again. She lay atop Casey, her hands sliding under and squeezing the blonde's titties and sliding down between her legs to cup and fondle the furry cunthole. She bounced atop the girl, humping the dildo in and out of the tightly squeezing anus.
With Casey's mind numbed and blurred, her helpless, confused body began to react to the deep petting and fondling, sending lubricant down into the empty clutching cunt tube, and fighting to pump blood into her constricted tit mounds.
After about five minutes, the redhead got up and the Brunette who had whipped Casey, fucked the rubber cock down into the rounded opening. Casey heard her gurgling with delight.
Casey could feel the girl's thick soft meat orbs squashing and rubbing against the skin of her back, as the brunette humped energetically. Her own tortured milk sacs were swelling by the second, her hardened nipples scratching against the wooden floor, excited outrageously by the continued mashing and squishing of the delicate sensitive meat.
A tall blonde took the brunettes place, and then an oriental girl with short dark hair and a round moon face. The oriental jammed her hips against Casey's buttocks to get the dildo as far in as possible, then she gripped the blonde's hips in her strong fingers and sort of bounced her lower body against Casey's behind.
The dildo head banged rapidly against the end of the ass tube, bringing repeated grunts of pain from the blonde. Mixed with the pain though were the shooting sensations of heat as the dildo rushed in and out of her body, rubbing its fat head around in her belly.
The oriental girl got off and was replaced by a large black girl who gripped Casey's hips in a grip of steel, lifting her lower body up off the ground into a kind of kneeling position.
Her ass was up in the air but her head and shoulders were still on the floor, as the black girl slammed her hips forward and back, raping the teenagers asshole with furious, brutal thrusts.
The black girls hips and groin smashed and slapped against Casey's widespread crotch, stimulating her tortured pussy meat with each impact, helplessly, hopelessly, the brutal sodomizing drove the little blonde deeper and deeper into an uncontrollable sexual torpor.
Her tits seemed to radiate heat, and she longed to have someone suck and squeeze them. Her cunthole seemed vacant and yearned for a hot cock.
The black girl pulled out and another girl took her place, then another, then another. All the while Casey was driven quietly mad. The repeated stimulations of her cunt and titties drove her every upward without any release as her cunt screamed to be filled.
She thought that at any moment her cunt lips would open up and suck the current raper inside. Her brain was frazzled and despairing as the girls raped her asshole one after another. Five, ten, fifteen, twenty, twenty-five, thirty.
She didn't think it was possible to be so hyper-sensitively excited. Every nerve in her body jangled and shrieked in need of release. Her asshole was a raw reddened sore from the continued sodomy, yet her cunt went unfulfilled.
"Okay Robin, your turn."
"Uhh Uhhnn."
The other girls stared. Karen held the dildo out to her with a hard flat look on her face.
"Take this and fuck the little bitch now or we'll do you next!" she gritted.
Robin gulped then resignedly pulled her panties off then took the tool and slipped it on.
She knelt behind Casey, then instead of sticking the dildo up her asshole, shoved it deep into her cunt.
Casey jumped as if electrocuted. Her ass slammed back and a deep howl of satisfaction and ecstasy roared through the gag. The dildo slammed up into her belly as an orgasm of overwhelming proportions screamed through her brain.
Her chest shot up off the ground, her back slamming into Robin's titties as she shoved herself back onto the rubber prong and cum gushed down her tube.
Several of the girls watched her cum with astonishment. Casey writhed and shivered and trembled in an orgiastic frenzy, her ass jerking against the cock inside her.
Robin held her against her chest, her arms around Casey's belly and chest. She studied the girl in surprise, then a slow smile crept onto her face. She humped herself forward, pumping the cock into the little blonde's sopping cunthole.
Her hand slid up and squeezed one of Casey's outrageously stimulated breasts, sending blinding waves of release shivering through the girl's frame. Repeated grunts of contentment and satisfaction emanated from the teenager's mouth as her eyes closed tightly and her head pulled back.
Her ass continued to jerk against the pumping cock, continued to ride the instrument of torture and pleasure. Exquisite surges of rapturous sensations poured through her body as she writhed against Robin's embrace, grinding her buttocks back into the brunette's groin.
Little grunts and gasps of astonished pleasure emanated from her wide open mouth, and drool dribbled down her chin and onto her outthrust tit mounds. Her hands shot down into her crotch and grasped the thick rubber cock in shaky twitching fingers as she humped against it.
Then she cried out in delirious happiness and thrust her crotch back onto the cock with furious pounding strokes that impaled her tight blonde pussy on the fat fuck spike. She gave one last tremendous gasp and then shot into unconsciousness.
* * *
The next day her asshole ached and stung from the abuse it had been given. She couldn't sit down without wincing.
She spent the morning in a daze, unable to look up at anyone lest she meet the eyes of one of the girls who'd raped her the other night. Several times she nearly broke down in tears at the remembered outrage and humiliation.
She knew she couldn't stand another night like that, and knew that she had become a kind of toy for the hard core dykes like Karen.
When the opportunity presented itself she jumped into the back of a delivery truck leaving the base, and hid amongst some empty boxes and crates.
The truck had hardly been moving for five minutes when it stopped. The flap was pulled up and a soldier's face peered inside. He glared at her and motioned her out.
She was led across the field to the stockade, where two enormous MP's were waiting. They handcuffed her again, and then took her out of the jail to a waiting jeep.
They delivered her to the provost marshals office where two officers greeted her with narrowed eyes and flat looks.
She was stripped again, this time not even complaining, so tired and resigned was she. Her wrists were engulfed by thick leather ties, and then she was hauled up into the air.
Her ankles were similarly tied, so that once she was a couple of inches off the floor, the leather bindings on her ankles began to resist the upward pressure on her wrists until her body was drawn as taught as a bow. She was hanging in the air, just above the floor, in a perfect X shape, her arms and legs spread-eagled.
"Private Donovan, we don't like troublemakers in the ranks here." said the captain. He was a beefy man of middle years, with dark brown hair in a crew cut. He smoked a thick cigar that made the entire room reek.
The woman next to him was a Lieutenant. She had long black hair, much longer than regulations usually permitted in fact. It hung straight down her back and over her shoulders.
She was very tall, almost six feet, with deep green eyes in a thin, lean face. Her body was almost Voluptuous, her hips wide, her breasts big and high.
"Perhaps it's time you learned just what this base is for Donovan." the captain said. He puffed on his cigar and walked over to stand just in front of her looking down.
"There is only one kind of Marine, Donovan," he said," and you ain't it! There are no female marines." Casey raised her head in confusion.
"There are some split tails, who are dressed up like marines, and call themselves marines in public, but they ain't marines baby. We bring in little split tails like you to keep morale up for our officer corps.
We give you a pretty uniform, and let you stay on the base, and in areas where family aren't allowed, but your only purpose is to serve the officers you're assigned to."
He slid his fingers through her hair, then tightened them and pulled her head up to face him as he drew in close.
"You're a little fuck wad! You know what that is? You're here for fucking and sucking and nothing else, except maybe a little dictation and typing and shit like that."
She stared at him in shock.
He pushed her head back and walked away.
"We expect you to be highly disciplined. To do what you're told, when you're told, and not ask any questions or complain." he said.
He strode back to her and stood a foot or so away looking her up and down.
"Look at you. Fucking is what you were made for, what
God designed you for! You can have a good life with the corps. We treat our tarts right, here!"
But, you must be disciplined. You're already behind the rest of your class."
He walked around behind her, and she felt his hand sliding up and down her ass cheeks. His hand covered her ass completely.
"We know, from your reactions in the shower, and last night in the barracks, that you are a hot piece of fucking material." he said
Casey's mouth opened in surprise.
"You didn't think we knew?" he laughed.
His hand moved off her ass and he came around in front of her to grin down at her.
"The girls were all part of the program Donovan,"
"You can't escape Donovan. If you do, you'll find a warrant out on you for murder, treason, whatever the hell we want, and nobody would believe you for a second, anyway."
He gestured toward the lieutenant behind him. "This is Lieutenant Caldwell, she'll be your training officer. After you leave here, you'll be trained in all the necessary arts to make a marine officer happy. She'll also teach you to be obedient."
Casey hardly heard him, her stunned brain was reeling from the information, and from the horrifying realization that she was to be little more than a prostitute, a sex slave for some marine officer or officers, who would do whatever they wanted with her body!
The lieutenant stepped forward, and moved over to a table not far from where Casey was hanging.
"First we will teach you the imprudence of attempting to escape." he said, sitting himself down on a chair a few feet away.
The lieutenant brought thin, black wires up from the table, each was attached to a machine and had little copper alligator clips on the end. The lieutenant pushed one of the clips over her right nipple and closed it.
Casey gasped in pain as the clip bit tightly into her nipple. She bit her lip to keep from crying out loud as the nipple was pinched outrageously. The lieutenant then attached the other clip to her left nipple, causing a new flare-up of stinging pain.
"The only way you little bitches can learn anything is with a good dose of pleasure and pain." the captain said, " We'll give you some good hard cock, to teach you pleasure, and a here we'll show you some pain."
The woman pulled another little wire over and then slid it downwards to her crotch. Casey cried out in a short yelp of pain as it tightened on her clitoris.
Her arms and legs were so tightly held that she was completely unable to move, only her fingers, and toes twitched to show the pain the clips gave her.
"All right, Melonie, begin." the captain ordered. For a second, Casey felt a tingling in her crotch, then she threw back her head and screamed as her cunt exploded in burning heat. Her pelvis shook and vibrated as hundreds of volts of electricity shot into her clitoris.
The pain stopped as abruptly as it had started, and Casey collapsed inwardly, then suddenly fire seared burned into her nipples. Her chest shuddered, and her breath locked in her lungs as her tits bounced and flopped in agony.
"Starting to get the picture Casey?" the captain asked, matter-of-factly. We won't mark your body, but we will show you that it belongs to us now." he nodded at the lieutenant, and Casey screamed again as her cunt and tits exploded together.
Her head jerked and swayed as the bolts of electricity shot into her body. They drove the air from her lungs, so she couldn't even scream, but only whimper and gasp with desperate choking sounds.
The lieutenant alternated the shocks, sometimes in the tits, sometimes the clit, or sometimes just one tit. Each time Casey was stunned into helpless gargling silence.
Then, as the shocks subsided she would gasp in relief, and sob piteously despite herself. Every nerve ending was laid bare and shocked into agonized, screaming protest.
Casey was covered with sweat, her hair hanging down in stringy limp strands, as the captain stood up and came forward. He had a short tube in his hand, like a nightstick, only metal. The dazed girl looked at him unseeingly through half closed eyes, as he stood next to her and smiled.
She felt a sharp pressure at her behind, then felt a long cold instrument push inside. It went far up inside her, causing her more pain, as it skewered her outspread bottom.
Then she screamed anew, this time pain shot through her system from inside. It was like an explosion going off inside her belly. Her guts churned and twisted around as the captain held the instrument up inside her.
The pain stopped and she slumped in her shackles, as the captain chuckled. He pumped the tube up and down in her asshole, then moved away. The lieutenant held the tube in place.
The shock came again, searing through her insides, and sending the blonde into a twitching shaking fit of pain filled horror.
Then the shocks all hit her at once, in the ass, cunt and tits, and she was blasted into senselessness.
She woke up with the lieutenant waving a foul smelling bottle under her nose.
"This is no time to go to sleep Donovan, just when you're starting to learn." the captain said.
The woman moved away and Casey felt her wrists coming down as the ropes were lowered, then she gasped as her legs were pulled out from under her. The ropes raised her legs in the air as her arms were lowered until she was in a X position again, only this time horizontal, about three or four feet high, facing the floor.
Casey's arms and shoulders ached from the punishing pressure placed on them, she was afraid her arms would pull out of their sockets.
The captain stepped behind her, and between her legs, and then she felt a his hands stroking her taught buttocks with smooth gentle strokes.
"Such a lovely behind Casey." he complimented her.
Then she felt a pressure at her asshole. She looked down the length of her body and saw the Captains pants around his ankles. She groaned inwardly, as she felt her ass mouth pushed open and the captain forced his cock down her asshole. Then began to sodomize her with an easy, unruffled stroke.
"You have a very nice little asshole her Donovan." he said, "I'm sure a lot of men are going to enjoy it before long."
His hands squeezed her buttocks lightly, then kneaded the rounded cheeks with greater strength, fingers digging into the flesh.
Casey was growing dizzy as her head hung downward. She hardly felt his cock as it slid in and out of her anus for several minutes, her mind was still in a confused turmoil, and her body was too busy recovering from the electric shocks.
Compared to that, his ass fucking was a pleasant thing. Which of course was the idea. The captain slid his hands down along Casey's hips, enjoying the smooth soft feeling of her teenage skin.
His hands moved down over her belly and then up onto her breasts, which hung straight down from her body like two cow udders.
"These are nice milk sacks baby." he sighed, squeezing them in heavy clutching paws.
His hips began pounding into her crotch with greater intensity, as he felt his cock overheating.
His thrusts grew faster, more forcefull. Then he groaned softly and spurted his seeds down into the blonde teenager's asshole. He patted her on the behind and then withdrew.
He came around to the front and dragged her head up by the hair, until she was looking directly at his slimy, flaccid penis.
"Clean this off for me Donovan." the captain ordered. She wearily complied, opening her mouth to receive his cock.
He shoved it inside, and she started suckling and licking on it, trying to ignore the taste of her own asshole coming off it.
His cock grew larger and harder as she suckled, and soon it was pushing at the back of her throat.
He held Casey's head up with tight hands and began humping his groin forward, pushing his cockhead roughly against the back of her mouth.
Suddenly, his fat cockhead pushed past her mouth and down into her throat. Casey choked, and fought back her stomach, which threatened to erupt. The cock went down her throat blocking her air tube completely.
"Nothing like a nice throat fuck." the captain groaned.
"You'll get used to that Donovan. Deep throating is something all marine susies do." he jammed his cockhead down her throat again, and held it there for several seconds before withdrawing into her mouth.
He gripped her ears tightly, then began pumping his hips forward quickly, almost shuddering as his cock spewed out its load into the blonde's mouth.
Casey gulped down the salty liquid desperate to keep it from going into her lungs if he pushed his cockhead down the wrong tube.
"That was nice Susie." the captain said, pulling his pants back up.
Casey wondered dazedly why he was calling her Susie; she was to learn later that marines called women Suzie, it was short for Suzie rotten crotch.
The ropes pulled the girl upwards again to her previous position, and the woman moved behind her. She heard a swish, like something moving quickly through the air, then there was a loud "Crack!", and her hips jerked forward, away from the awful pain that exploded from her ass.
Casey screamed, and jerked helplessly against the ropes. There was another swish, another 'Crack!' on her behind.
"There's nothing like a good caning on the bottom, to teach a girl her lessons." the captain remarked casually.
The cane swished down again and again, lancing across Casey's buttocks, sending the girl into agonized thrashings, and filling the air with her howls and screams.
Her voice whimpered and shook as she pleaded for them to stop, and little sobs broke through between cries of pain. But the caning went on, occasionally moving up her body to crack down onto her back and shoulders.
Then the woman moved around in front of her and Casey cringed away from what she knew was coming.
The cane cracked down onto her left breast, directly across the nipple. A burning red line appeared across the surface of her tit mound. Then the cane thwacked down again, this time on her right tit.
Then on her left again, then the right, then the left. All the while Casey screamed and wailed, pleading with the woman, and with the captain to stop, promising absolute obedience, promising anything, as she was driven toward insanity.
Her voice broke, and tears rolled down her face as she shrieked and threw her head about in fits of desperate torment.
The caning stopped. Casey gasped in shocked, agony. Her tit mounds were covered with crisscrossing welts, angry red lines that marred the lovely white surface.
She felt the ropes moving her again. The pulleys pulled her around until she was upside down. Then the lieutenant moved next to her and whipped the cane directly down into her outspread crotch.
Casey's body shuddered as it was wracked with an enormous screaming burst of pain. She shrieked in horrified disbelief as the cane smacked down onto her soft tender pubic mound.
The lieutenant ripped the cane down again and again, until the blonde lost consciousness again. This time not even the smelling salts would bring her back to her senses.
FIVE
Casey woke to renewed pain. She was back in her cot, in her barracks. Her body felt like it had gone through the ringer, which it had. She felt aches, and pains from almost every part of her. She was afraid to lift the covers and see what her body looked like.
She lay in bed, hopeless despair overwhelming her. She tried to think of some way out of her dilemma but couldn't. Not for the first time, she cursed her body, cursed being born a girl.
She remembered back when she had started to develop years ago. She had been just like the boys then, in fact she had no girl friends. She played baseball, football, hockey. She argued about the merits of sports and wrestling stars with her friends, all boys.
While girls her age were involved with clothes and dates, she was trying to deny and minimize her development into womanhood. She refused to consider wearing a bra, wearing thick sweaters, and loose pants to disguise the growing differences between her and her friends. Then came the day, when she could no longer convince anyone, including herself, that she was a boy.
She had been roaming around aimlessly with half a dozen of her friends, all boys. They talked about this and that, and poked around, eventually wandering into a thick patch of woods. The guys had begun talking about girls, more and more, a topic which Casey, of course felt no interest in.
One of the guys started talking now about tits. He had been on a date, and felt a girl's tits. She couldn't remember exactly how it had started, but one of them had jokingly said, how Casey could solve all the mystery about tits. They had all ganged up on her, deriding her, making obscene comments about her.
As often happened, the insults turned into a physical confrontation, between her and one of them, only this time the wrestling had turned more serious.
Several of the others had joined in and together they pinned the wildly struggling girl to the grass and jerked her sweater up and over her head, revealing her round, budding breasts.
The action seemed to stop for an eternity, as they all stared rapturously down at her fleshy mounds. Then one of them had put his shaky hand down and stroked, and then squeezed her left breast, another joined in, and soon they were all squeezing and fondling her boobs, as Casey raged and cursed helplessly.
Then they had yanked her pants down, followed by her panties. Her almost bare pussy slit, left them shaking with excitement. Casey almost broke into tears of rage, and humiliation as they had run sweating fingers along her slit, and tried to push their fingers inside her.
If they hadn't been so utterly distracted, she didn't know what might have happened, but she was able to kick one of her tormentors away and dash off into the bush. They had pursued her for a short time, before losing her.
She eventually went back to the now deserted clearing and gotten her clothes back, but she had never again felt the same freedom around boys.
"All right Donovan, stop daydreaming and get up." She looked up to see Sergeant Cummings standing next to the bed, hands on hips.
"You had to be a smartass, didn't you? Well see where it gets you?" she glared.
"Now get you ass out of bed and stand at attention!" she shouted.
Casey jumped up and out of bed, and stood rigidly before the woman. Cummings examined her, her eyes sliding up and down Casey's body.
"Hmmm, they really laced you didn't they?" she said.
Casey's eyes fell as she looked down and saw the black and blue marks, along with the ugly purple weals, and welts on her tits, wrists, and thighs.
"Learn to do what you're told and it won't happen again."
"You're being transferred to the school now, so's you can learn your 'trade' better" she smirked, "Put on a top and follow me."
They walked across the base to a fenced in compound that enclosed a series of interlocked buildings. She handed Casey over at the front desk to a stern looking Sergeant who must have weighed three hundred pounds. He glared down at her in displeasure as she stood before him.
"You should have been here a couple of days ago woman. You'll just have to catch up with the rest of the girls."
He led her down a series of hallways until stopping before a large double door. They went through and Casey found herself in another barracks hall, with rows of bunk bed lining both walls.
"This is your bunk." he said, pointing to one.
"All the gear you'll need is in the footlocker next to it." he jerked the top of the locker open, and pulled out what she first thought was a towel.
"Put this on." he said, thrusting it towards her.
She blinked up at him, then stared at the small garment. It was really nothing but two white rectangles of thin, satiny material, fastened together by two thin straps.
"What kind of uniform is this?" she gulped.
"It's a Suzie's uniform you split tail. Now put it on! We don't have all god damned day!"
She jumped at the loudness of his voice. She waited just a second, until realizing he had no intention of leaving, then sighed, and pulled the zipper of her jumpsuit down.
So many people had seen her naked lately, and in such compromising positions, that she hardly had any shame left at disrobing before strangers. She pulled the jumpsuit down and off, and the Sergeant motioned at her underwear as well.
She stripped them off too, and stood defiantly staring up at him, as if daring him to say something.
"You better watch that attitude Suzie, or we'll beat it out of you." he warned.
She lowered her eyes, then pulled the garment over her head.
The two rectangles covered her front and back to a couple of inches below crotch level, but left her sides completely exposed. The sergeant produced a thin silver chain which went around her waist, and clutched the two sides tight. It was still a garment that nobody would consider wearing in public, and might get arrested if they did.
"All right, come on." he said, grabbing her arm and pulling her along next to them as they left the barracks and walked down another series of halls. They arrived at a closed doorway.
The sergeant knocked twice, and waited. The door opened and a thin, older man, a lieutenant, opened it.
"Ah here she is, our missing waif." he grinned.
"Come in Donovan." he told her.
Casey shuffled into the room. There were a dozen other girls there, including several she recognized from the earlier barracks. They were dressed as she was.
"There's a seat right over there, Donovan." The lieutenant directed. She moved down an aisle and started to sit, then stopped in astonishment. There was a fat, rubber rod sticking up out of the middle of the seat. It was rounded on top and about eight inches long. She turned toward the Lieutenant in shock.
"Yes, that's for you." he grinned. "Sit on it, there's some lubricant in the desk if you need it." Casey looked around, open mouthed, only now noticing that all the girls were seated in peculiar poses, with the front and backs of there garments spread away from them.
Her mind whirled with confusion. She knew if she didn't do as she was told she'd be tortured again, and made to endure much worse than this. The lieutenant was gazing at her with an impatient look, which would no doubt give way to anger.
She gritted her teeth and threw her leg over the chair, squatting over it, then she slowly lowered herself down, placing her slit over the rubber and pushing down until she felt its rounded top press aside her still, sore cunt lips.
She tried to ignore the presence of the other girls, and the lieutenant, all of whom watched with interest as she tried to lower herself with as little pain as possible.
The thing was only a couple of inches inside, when she noticed the lieutenant standing right next to her. His leg whipped out and kicked her right leg out from under her. She abruptly fell straight down, her ass whomping into the chair, and the rubberized instrument slamming up into her pussy tunnel with a violent thrust.
She squealed in pain, but was drowned out by the laughter coming from the other girls. The lieutenant walked back to the front of the room and stood behind a desk. There was a blackboard behind him with a picture of a cock on it. He pointed towards various parts of the cock as he spoke on how to squeeze down with cunt muscles to make a man come better.
"Now you have to clench your muscles, like you have to go to the bathroom." he lectured.
"At the same time clench your thigh muscles, and inhale deeply. Now try it on the cocks there and we'll see how you're doing.
Each of the girls seemed to be doing as he said. Casey just sat there in confusion until he came over next to her.
"What are you waiting for Donovan?" he demanded.
"Sir! I don't know what I'm supposed to do sir!" she protested.
"Look here." he sighed, pointing at a little box on the desk. It had wires leading into it and had several meters with little needles showing she knew not what.
"Clench your cunt muscles." he ordered. She complied, desperate to do as he wanted and avoid another beating.
One of the little needles started to move as she clenched.
"There are instruments inside that device to measure the pressure you put on various parts of a cock." he told her.
"In this exercise the idea is to get that middle needle up past twenty five."
The needle was at fifteen as she bared down.
"You have to work your way up to it." he said soothingly.
"Clench an unclench repeatedly." he moved on to the next girl to see how she was doing.
Casey clenched and unclenched as he said, and was eventually able to get the needle up to twenty five, though only for a second.
Suddenly, she started feeling a tingle through the device.
The lieutenant was at the front of the room. "All right, the power is now on, so you'd better clutch those little pussies tight." he said.
The tingle increased, as Casey sat there filled with dismay. She noticed several of the girls quivering, and shaking from the voltage shooting into their guts, and wondered why the shock didn't seem that bad to her.
Then she loosened her muscles and was zapped with a much more powerful current that made her gasp in sudden pain, and automatically clench her muscles again. The current dropped to almost nothing as the needle on the little box shot up past twenty. She realized that the electricity was governed by how tightly she clenched her cunt muscles and bore down on the rod.
The girl next to her suddenly screamed, she had been quivering and shaking for several minutes now, apparently unable to exert enough pressure on the rod. She had a tall, lithe body, with short curly red hair and a sweet egg shaped face.
She started to jerk up and down and grunt in pain as the voltage shook her frame. Casey watched in fear as the girl's head was thrown back and her body quivered like she was undergoing an epileptic fit.
She made no attempt to get off the device, and Casey could only wonder what the punishment would be if she did. She continued gargling in desperate pain, until she suddenly fell forward, collapsing onto the desk unconscious. Her body still jerked from the voltage, until the lieutenant turned it off somehow.
"That's enough for today." he said after a while. Casey gasped in relief, her muscles ached, down there, and she was tired from the exertion, and the low level shocks she had been getting. She lifted her tired pussy up off the rod, and rubbed herself sorrowfully.
* * *
"Hi Casey."
She turned from policing her bunk to find Robin smiling at her. The two of them hugged, and sat down on Casey's bed. "You shouldn't have tried to run away." Robin admonished her. "I know." Casey sighed.
"This place is a lot better than the first barracks."
"Are you kidding?" Casey groaned.
"It is, really! We can do a lot more here, and we don't have that bitch Karen around. She's in another barracks."
"Thank God for small favors.
"Lights out in five." a sergeant yelled.
All the girls began getting undressed. There was no underwear assigned with their outfits, nor anything for sleeping in. All the girls slept nude here and Casey became nervous at the sight of all that flesh assaulting her vision. It reminded her too much of her previous assaults.
"It's not so bad." Robin smiled, as if reading her mind. " There haven't been any really bad gang bangs like before. Here we just all do what we want together."
"What do you mean?" Casey asked.
As if in reply, Casey noticed, not one, but two girls hope up onto the top bed of her bunk. She looked around in startlement and noticed this wasn't uncommon. Many of the girls were settling down in the same narrow cots together.
"It gets cold at night here." Robin said softly. "And after people yelling at you all day, you kind of want to end it all with a little.. . affection." She leaned forward and kissed Casey's cheek lightly.
Casey pulled back nervously, and they stared into each other's eyes. "It helps you feel better." Robin said softly.
The lights went off, plunging the barracks into darkness. Casey heard a gentle moan coming from above her. She felt Robin's soft hand slide lightly up and down her back, then her lips touched Casey again.
They all trooped out into the hallway. Casey simply followed the other girls, not knowing where she should be going. They went down the hallway and into a large gymnasium.
The girls walked over to one side and pulled the little shifts up over their heads and deposited them on a low railing. Casey followed suit, glad that for once she wasn't the only girl naked.
"All right, line up here." said an officer. She was a tall, sleek looking woman of perhaps thirty or thirty five years. She had very short brown hair, and a face that would have been lovely, had it not been so stern.
The girls all formed a single line and waited.
She moved down the line, handing out, what Casey identified as dildoes, and splitting them into pairs.
"My name is Valerie." the lieutenant said. "You don't salute me or call me lieutenant. I'm a suzie, just like you all will be."
"All right." she said, you will practice your hand to hand skills here. Remember, the weapon has to be fully buried in your opponent before you can claim a victory.
Casey looked down at the dildo, it was thicker than her arm, and at least ten inches long, then looked across at the girl who was paired with her.
She was a mean looking brunette, with enormous breasts, who looked at least ten pounds heavier than her, and she grinned nastily at Casey, thrusting the dildo upwards obscenely at her.
"All right go!" the Valerie yelled. The brunette charged forward, and Casey hurriedly jumped aside, just escaping a vicious punch aimed toward her head. The brunette meant business. Casey was hampered by her own confusion. The idea of sticking a dildo into another girl's cunt was grotesque.
The brunette had no such worry. She kicked out with her left foot. Casey jumped back but couldn't avoid a glancing blow that sent her off balance, and dropped her to one knee.
Before she could dodge it, the brunette followed up with a savage kick to Casey's belly that hit the blonde with a tremendous impact. Casey doubled over with a pained, whooof, as the breath exploded from her lungs.
Instantly the brunette was on her. Her left arm slid around Casey's back, jerking her forward and over the brunette's knees as her ass wiggled helplessly in the air. The brunette brought the dildo stabbing down against Casey's upturned pussy, thrusting several inches past the blonde's pussy lips.
Casey cried out and twisted desperately, her hand reached back and felt the brunette's heavy hanging breast. Her fingers locked around the tit meat, digging in deeply, and she twisted her hand and pulled back hard. The brunette howled in pain as her breast was grabbed and wrenched. Her hands tore Casey's fingers away, as she fell backward.
Casey jumped up and dove onto the brunette, as she lay momentarily on her back. Casey's dildo stabbed downward, jabbing into the brunette's cunthole. She twisted and shoved the dildo violently, hoping to end the fight. But the brunette kicked out, her foot hitting Casey in the head, and knocking her aside.
Now the brunette jumped onto Casey's back, facing downwards, as the blonde lay on her belly momentarily dazed.
Her ass slapped down on Casey's back, which caused both girls to cry out. The dildo still halfway into the brunette's cunt, came down painfully hard onto the small of Casey's back, driving it several inches deeper into the brunette's cunt and nearly disqualifying her.
She reached back angrily and yanked the dildo out, then stabbed down with her own dildo. The dildo smashed against Casey's cunt lips, then pierced her entrance and thrust into her tunnel.
Casey gasped and writhed against the brunette, trying to throw her off, but the brunette's legs were squeezed tightly around the blonde girl's sides, holding her in place.
Casey's legs writhed franticly as the brunette twisted the dildo deeper inside her cunt tunnel. She tried to close her legs tightly, but the brunette's fist was already between them, and her hand grabbed Casey's pussy hair and yanked sharply, making the blonde girl scream in pain.
The brunette gripped the end of the dildo tightly, putting all her weight behind her hand as she shoved it further inside the pouting cunt hole. Casey was clawing at the floor, trying hopelessly to turn over, as she felt the plastic cock tunneling deeper into her guts.
Then the brunette started hammering away at the last three or four inches of dildo that protruded from Casey's cunt. She held her palms together and slapped and pounded them down against the end of the dildo.
Casey yelled and shrieked as the front of the dildo was mashed against her cervix with brutal uncompromising force. Casey grunted and cried each time the girl pounded on the dildo. It was like a spike being forced into her body.
She lurched and shuddered, her eyes streamed with tears, and her legs bounced on the floor. The brunette punched and whacked at the remaining inch of plastic with determination.
She ignored the writhing girl's pain filled howls as she forced the cock into her body until the last bit of white disappeared inside the fuckhole and her soft pussy lips closed tightly. She slapped on the tender pussy lips for good measure, feeling the solidity of the dildo beneath them.
Casey wailed in pain and bounced her hips on the floor, as the brunette held on tightly for the referee's count.
However she wasn't content, even though she had now won the contest. She picked up the dildo Casey had dropped and pushed it against the girl's asshole. The little wrinkled hole was defenseless as the brunette stabbed the dildo against it, and thrust it inside.
Casey's body shivered at this new attack. The brunette shoved the dildo with relentless pressure, forcing inch after inch up the blonde's asshole. In a frenzy, Casey thrashed beneath her, momentarily dislodging the brunette.
Casey tried to crawl away but was grabbed from behind. The brunette jumped on her back, collapsing her to the floor again, then slammed her knee into the end of the dildo, forcing more of it inside. Casey shrieked and scrambled up again.
The brunette threw her arms around Casey's chest as the blonde rose then dropped her weight backward. Both girls fell back to the floor, landing on their asses. Casey's eyes bulged, and a soundless scream of agony made her mouth open wide as the entire dildo embedded itself up her shit chute.
The brunette locked her arms around her chest, and her legs around her waist. She lifted both, managing to pull the blonde a couple of inches off the floor, then dropped her heavily.
Bolts of searing electric pain rippled up and down Casey's body as she ground down onto the twin spikes inside her.
Her frame rocked back and forth, and a low pitched grunting came from her lungs. Blinding agony exploded in her guts, searing through her every fibre. She could feel the heads of the two dildos grating against her bones and muscles far up inside her.
She was impaled on the twin cocks, and shivered uncontrollably as her body screamed in protest. Cramps tore through her shocked system sending their own numbing pains to her addled brain.
The brunette rocked up and slammed her down again. Casey's head whipped backwards, her entire body began to twitch and writhe as she was utterly skewered beyond her ability to cope.
Again the brunette rocked back, pulling the trembling girl upward, then slammed her back. Casey's pulpy cunt mound was mashed beneath her. The two rigid fuckpoles jarred and vibrated inside her. The last inch of plastic cock was forced past her anal ring and up into the entrance of her bowels.
Her crinkled opening gaped open, distended by the ferocious abuse of the fat dildo, then it slowly closed tightly.
A roaring sound smothered Casey's senses, and she whimpered in denial. Her mind fought desperately as she wailed inside herself in mortification. Then her body gave a terrible shudder, It heaved, every nerve on end, every muscle straining, then she exploded into the most massive, overwhelming orgasm of her life. Wave after wave of searing, burning sensations roared through her system.
The two plastic dildos felt like they had punched up past the back walls of her cunt and asshole and were wriggling and twisting up in her guts.
Her tits swelled, enlarged beyond reason. They felt bloated and began burning, boiling. Her nipples were stretched tautly as her breasts hardened like rocks. At any second she knew her meaty milk sacks would explode in a showering flood of blood and flesh.
Her eyes rolled back in her head as her cunt-mound crackled with intense repeated bolts of high voltage sexual fire. They tore into the girl's sensory system like an exploding nova. Her cunt and asshole clutched and twitched around the twin cocks, sucking and pulling them even deeper into her belly.
The blonde thrashed against the tight grip of the other girl. Her face turned red, then white, then as her lungs were held in repeated contractions of inflamed fever, her face turned blue from lack of oxygen.
Pain and pleasure mingled indelibly inside her as the girl finally collapsed, and slumped senseless, back against the brunette.
SIX
The other girls who had lost were forced to kneel over Valerie's knee in front of the entire class, their bare asses pointed towards the other girls. Then they received five hard lashes from a long thin cane. However, Casey, who had annoyed Valerie and distracted the class with her hysteric behavior was served a meaner punishment.
After she had revived, Valerie had taken a roll of thick, black electrical tape, torn off a strip and taped it tightly to her glistening skin, from her belly button, down firmly between her legs, over her pubic mound and up between her ass cheeks.
Another strip was wound around her belly right over the edges of the first strip. The two dildoes were thus held up within her belly, and were to stay there for the rest of the class.
Casey could hardly move from the pain within her as she stood n line for her caning. She could hear snickers and catcalls from the other girls as she shuffled carefully forward to receive her caning.
She squeaked and whimpered in pain as she bent over across the rr in's knees. The cane hissed down, and cracked across her buttocks, sending her body jerking forward.
Valerie had warned them all that for each cry she would add another lash, so Casey tried to keep quiet. She gritted her teeth as the cane whacked down again, then again, then again. It passed the five the others had gotten, not stopping till she had gotten twenty hard strokes. He then casually rolled her off his lap so she crashed to the floor with a startled, pained yelp.
She was then forced to do exercises with the rest of the girls. Jumping jacks, jogging around the room, then deep knee bends, and finally touching toes and situps. These last bringing painful pressure against the tips of the twin dildoes that were fighting the tape to slide out of her.
One time, as she was touching her toes, one of the girl behind her had kneed her full in the crotch, sending the two cocktubes slamming up into her, and sending Casey pitching headlong forward to fall on her chest on the floor, her boobs squashed beneath her.
When the class was over, she was called up before the entire class again. Valerie made her lay on her back on a table, and four girls came forward eagerly at his request.
They held her arms and legs firmly apart, as Valerie pulled the tape from around her belly. She cringed against the pain as the tape yanked out little hairs from her belly, then sudden insight made her squirm frantically against their grip as Valerie peeled an inch or so of the other strip down off her belly.
He gripped it firmly between her fingers, then ripped the whole thing down off her groin as far as her pussy mound. She screamed in terrible pain as the tape tore out all her pussy hairs at once, leaving a bare reddened area behind.
The girls then turned her over so she was bent over the table belly down. The tape still covered her slit and pussy mound, going up between her naked ass cheeks.
Valerie gripped the length of the tape and yanked it upward, ripping out the remainder of her pubic hair from off her pussy mound, so it was completely bald and puffed from irritation and soreness.
Her classes continued. She was taught the art of fellatio, practicing on volunteer officers, till she could deep throat a twelve inch cock expertly.
She learned the proper way to clutch and squeeze cocks within her, and how to loosen her asshole so it could be entered and fucked properly. She was drilled in the necessity for obedience and discipline, and respect for officers.
She became expert at cunnilingus to satisfy officer's wives, and steeped in the sexual lore of S and M, Bondage, Paedophilia, necrophilia, scatology, and every other perverted idea under the sexual sun.
She could burst into orgasm from fucking, being strung up and whipped, being urinated upon, or anything else that involved nudity and sex. The marines had learned brainwashing techniques from the Asians and Russians and put it to good use with the Suzies.
Casey soon came to feel empty and jittery if long periods of time passed between fuckings. It was difficult for her to sleep more than a few hours at a time without waking up in desperate need of relief from the fires burning in her groin.
She didn't know that she had been conditioned this way, only that she felt unfulfilled and wanton, her sex tingling and raw. She was also conditioned never to touch herself down there without permission, so was forced, along with the other girls, to endure her inflamed cravings and yearnings until morning reveille, when the girls were allowed to scamper out into the yards for a good fucking.
They would stand in straight lines, shoulder to shoulder, as a few at a time were called up to be bent over and reamed out as the rest watched.
How early they were relieved depended on how much they begged and whined when the Sergeants and Lieutenant wandered among them.
Those who didn't display proper obsequiousness were forced to endure the added pain of watching girl after girl be solidly impaled by the hard cocks of the instructors and scream in delighted fulfillment and orgasms before they themselves were allowed their cums.
The trainers always left one girl completely unsated, as a lesson to the others to be more respectful and show the proper reverence for the trainer's cocks. The unsatisfied girl would usually break into tears when she realized she would not be screwed. She would be forced to go through breakfast and on into her first class without any relief as her fuckhole burned and ached.
The girl's were fast becoming mindless sexual drones, who's entire existence was focused around their sexual gratification. After a few weeks, Casey, who had always despised her weak, female body, would gasp and beg for mercy from a few seconds fondling of her breast.
One squeeze on her sensitive, glistening pubic mound would send her bursting into an orgasm. This so amused the trainers that, often as she walked down a hallway, one would simply push her against the wall, spread her legs and jam his hand into her crotch, cupping and squeezing her cunt.
She would immediately start grunting and humping against the hand, helpless as the sexual heat within her ignited anew and sent her shivering and shuddering through an explosive cum.
One day, Casey had fallen while trying to jump over a sawhorse. She wasn't badly hurt, but her elbow was bruised and cut slightly, and hurt badly enough for her to have to fight off tears. Valerie had bandaged the elbow, and instructed her to keep it straight so it wouldn't start bleeding again.
But first, Casey had to get through her shower. The girls showered several times a day, trying to keep clean despite all the sweating they were required to endure each training session. The instructors had no intention of allowing them to leave any class for the next, smelling badly.
Valerie, being a lot kinder than normal today, insisted that Casey use her own private shower, in the instructors office. That meant, of course, that Valerie had had to help her off with her clothes. This embarrassed and frightened Casey. She was afraid of the woman, and being within touching distance made her tremble in fear.
For some reason she couldn't understand, she had fantasized about Valerie the other night. Nothing very specific, but it had shocked her when she'd woken, and found herself wet between the legs.
"Keep your arm elevated Casey, so you don't get the cut too wet." Valerie instructed, as she disrobed herself. Casey tried to avert her eyes from the instructors nudity. She had seen a lot of naked girls in the past while. Somehow it seemed different seeing Valerie naked, after all, she was an officer, even if she was a Suzie too.
Valerie watched the girl fumble awkwardly with the soap, her arm held above her, out of the showers stream of water. "Here, honey." she said amiably. "Let me help you."
"No, it's alright!" Casey protested.
Valerie frowned at her. It was the kind of frown she had been using for the last few weeks whenever the girl disobeyed one of her orders.
She held out her hand, and Casey reluctantly put the slick bar of soap in it. Valerie soaped up both hands and stood behind the blonde girl. She ran her hands over her shoulders first, and her neck, taking her time, massaging the skin and muscles as she soaped her.
Her hands slid downward, scrubbing Casey's back gently, then sliding around to her sides. She could feel the girl trembling slightly as she caressed her skin with her soapy hands. She noted the girls nipples, erect despite the warmth in the room.
She turned Casey slightly, so she was in front of her. She started soaping up her chest above the girl's breasts. Casey was looking down at the floor, too embarrassed to see Valerie's face. Valerie soaped up above the breasts, then slid her hand down the cleavage between them to soap up the girl's belly.
She thought she noted a sudden catch in the blonde's breath when her hand slid between her breasts. She put a hand on the girl's hip and slid her other hand around in circles on Casey's belly and abdomen. Then she casually slid her hand up slowly, up from Casey's abdomen, over her stomach to her left breast, and directly up across it.
Casey was biting her lip, which was a good thing since she thought she would have screamed otherwise. She was becoming incredibly turned on.
Her whole body seemed to be trembling in anticipation. Her groin was fiery hot, and pulsating with a kind of dull quivering need.
As Val's hand slid down over her other breast, her groin, and that soft, tender area between her legs, seemed to throb with a furious intensity.
Valerie watched the girl carefully, for any reactions. She slid her hands over her breasts now, massaging them in the guise of scrubbing. She couldn't miss the pebbly hardness of the pink nipples against her fingers and palm though. She stepped behind the girl, sliding her hand down her back again, then down further, rubbing across her buttocks, squeezing and kneading the two white cheeks.
Casey seemed to be shiver as she scrubbed her behind. Valerie carefully avoided sliding her hand between the girl's cheeks just yet, as much as she wanted to. "Raise your right leg, honey, and put it on the bar."
There was a horizontal pipe running the length of the shower room a couple of feet above the floor. The Casey slowly jerked her foot up, putting it on the pipe.
Valerie leaned over, sliding her hands up around the girl's thigh, and soaping up the length of her leg, from top to bottom.
As her hands moved down the length of the leg, her bare breasts pushed firmly into Casey's back. She slid her hands up and down the leg, alternately pressing her breasts against the girl's back and side. "Other leg." she said huskily.
Casey quickly obliged, and Valerie soaped up that leg as well, continually pressing her breasts against the girl. She soaped the leg far up to the crotch, high enough that the side of her hand brushed against the girl's crotch every other time or so. "Okay." she whispered finally, allowing Casey to drop her leg.
She could feel the girl trembling against her now as she stood behind her, scrubbing her belly once more, slowly and gently. Casey seemed to be staring straight ahead at the wall, as if in a trance.
Valerie slid her right hand up. Casey's right hand was still high in the air, and Valerie had no trouble sliding her hand up under it to Casey's right breast.
She squeezed the malleable flesh, then gripped the hardened nipple between two fingers, and pinched it gently. Casey gasped in surprise and excitement, her body seemed to shudder against Valerie, and her ass unconsciously shoved back a little, into Valerie's groin.
As soon as she felt the pubic hair of Valerie's crotch pushing into her ass crack, Casey gasped in wondrous pleasure and terror. She was sure she had given herself away. What was worse, her body felt on the verge of an orgasm! She remembered the last time she had cum in class when she wasn't supposed to, and tried desperately to fight back her body's desires.
Valerie slid her hand down Casey's body, and between the girl's legs. Her hand, for the first time, slid over Casey's pubic mound and squeezed it firmly. Casey yipped in startled surprise, but was immediately assaulted by a huge wave of intense sexual heat that threw her body into turmoil.
Valerie's hand squeezing her pubic mound was more than her lust filled body could stand. She felt herself shiver uncontrollably, felt her groin moving, pushing forward and down against her teacher's hand. An overpowering series of tremors shook her small frame as Val's hand seemed to melt her insides, and turn the liquid remains into a bubbling cauldron.
Valerie rubbed her hand between the girl's legs, her finger sliding along the slit, searching for the clitty. She pressed her body into Casey from behind, her other hand going around the girl and squeezing her breasts.
Casey groaned audibly, unable to keep her silence. Her groin was humping down on Valerie's hand, her back rubbing against her teacher's breasts. She felt Valerie's groin pressing into her ass, and then as Valerie found her clit and squeezed it solidly, she exploded.
"Gotcha." Valerie grinned, satisfied and proud of her ability to manipulate the girl's body.
Casey jerked and squirmed against her. She felt the heat of Casey's crotch pouring into her fingers, felt her swollen breast push forward into the hand cupping it. She rubbed against Casey's clitty, rasping her thumb against the hard little nugget, and dipping her fingers into the girl's hot honey hole.
A low whimpering cry of confusion and elation escaped the girl's lips. Her glistening buttocks pushed backward, grinding into Val's crotch, as the Lieutenant worked her hand against Casey's cunt. Val thrust her index finger up into the girl's slimy cunt hole, hearing Casey gasp in shock and surprise.
Casey's body shook and twitched in the throes of an overwhelming sexual release. She felt Valerie's finger sliding between her cunt lips and moving into her body with a sense of relief almost as strong as her climax. She realized, even in the midst of her gut wrenching climax, that Valerie had intended this, not as a prelude to punishment, but as a sexual release for herself, and wouldn't condemn her for her lust.
The teenage fuck hole boiled in hot spurting juices, and sucked desperately at Val's finger as she worked it in and out. Casey's legs spread further apart, allowing Val to slide a second finger up into the girl's cunt slit.
She jerked the girl around, delighted by the astonished, dazed pleasure on the girl's face. Valerie sized her face, in both hands, and kissed her. Her lips mashed against the girl's and after a slight hesitation, Casey returned the pressure.
Their tongue's locked together as the water poured down on them. Val's arms slid around Casey's waist, then moved down to cup those delightfully soft ass cheeks. Casey was too far gone to do anything but stand there, her hands at her side as the lieutenant plunged her tongue into her mouth.
Val's leg pushed between Casey's thighs and rubbed up against the girl's dripping cunt mound. She squeezed and fondled the round ass cheeks firmly, then dipped her hand down to grab Casey's and bring it to her own crotch.
Casey's face was still a scene of wonder and astonishment as Val rubbed the girl's hand up into her crotch. She humped on the hand, loving the feeling of the hot young skin caressing her pulpy cunt mound. Casey at last took over, running her hand against Val's cunt with a puzzled look on her face, as if she didn't quite know what was going on.
Val bent forward, and seized Casey's right nipple between her lips, sucking and chewing on the sensitive little bud until Casey shuddered in delight, and her trembling hand fell back again to her side. The two of them slid to the floor of the shower room, Val pressing the girl into the floor as she suckled and bit at the two youthful breasts.
"Lovely girl!" she whispered. She moved down Casey's body to her groin, pressing her face into it, delighting in the hot trembling warmth between the girl's thighs.
She pulled Casey's right leg up in the air and then over so the girl's lower body was almost on it's side. She squatted between the girl's thighs then, lowering her own crotch between the legs so she could press her cunt full against Casey's.
Casey stared up at her listlessly. When the two cunts joined though, it was like an electric spark shot between them. Casey's eyes opened wide in renewed surprise, as Val rocked back and forth against her. Trie two furry cunt mounds pressed, rubbed and ground against each other sending both of them into a gasping shuddering climax.
* * *
Finally Casey, and a number of other girls graduated, becoming Second Lieutenant's in the U.S. Marine corps. She was given her spanking new white uniform, and sent to her first assignment.
She was flown on a giant Hercules cargo plane, out to Japan to join the American marine contingent there that was training the locals.
The three marine pilots took full advantage, when they found they had a Suzie on their manifest. Although she didn't belong to them, Casey was at the disposal of any Marine officer who wanted to use her, and couldn't turn down their orders even were she so inclined.
Even as the three men came out of the cockpit and wandered back towards her, with lewd expressions on their faces, her pussy began to heat up. "Take your clothes of slut." the captain ordered nonchalantly.
She stripped off her uniform without question, as the admiring men looked on.
"Now that's good fucking material." the co-pilot said.
"Yeah, you can be sure we won't get young cunt like this." said the flight engineer angrily.
They pushed her to a bench where she sat happily between the co-pilot and the captain as they fondled and stroked her ripe young body. When the flight engineer pushed his hand between her legs and squeezed her pussy, she grunted and came all over him, showing the delighted men, just how well conditioned she was.
The plane was equipped with a floor hatch for parachutists, and to Casey's dismay, she was force to lie on her back, across the hatch, so her hands and feet were at each corner. The officers then tied them firmly in place, and opened the hatch.
Casey gasped in fright as the five foot square hatch dropped down beneath her, leaving her hanging completely naked, held only by the bands of leather on her limbs to the corners of the hole.
Her head hung down, giving her a view of the ocean far beneath them as the plane droned on, on automatic pilot. Casey closed her eyes, and prayed the bonds were well tied, as her arms and legs strained against the sucking vacuum of air pulling against her body.
Then the captain, knelt at the foot of the hole, and using her body to support him, crawled out over the hole. She gasped in pain as her shoulders and knees popped against the strain of holding them both aloft.
The captain was completely atop her, lying on her, without touching the plane at all. He began kissing her voraciously, as his hands encircled her body, and stroked and kneaded the soft flesh of her back and buttocks.
He grinned down at her impudently and reached down to place his cockhead at the bald little slit between her spread-eagled legs. She groaned as his fat cock slid into her.
Instantly her sexual passions flared alive, overriding the pain from her wrist, ankles, arms, and legs. She tried to hump up at him as he slid his cock down deep into her belly and started to fuck her with long hard strokes.
He was fully atop her, his legs dangling down outside the airplane as he bounced and bucked against her. His hands squeezed and fondled her upturned breasts, and his teeth suckled against her throat and ears.
His hands came down to squeeze her buttocks and gripped them tightly for leverage as he pumped into her. Casey swung into another orgasm as the Captain drove his cockmeat in and out of the straining girl. She shook in orgiastic ecstasy as her burning cuntpit was blasted full of sperm.
The captain rose, sated, his knees came down on her belly, then he rose to stand on her stomach. She groaned in pain, wondering if her arms would tear out.
The captain walked up off her, his foot coming down on her right breast and squashing it against her ribs before he stepped off her and onto the floor of the plane.
The co-pilot straddled her belly, his legs and feet around her like he was riding a horse. Gingerly, he moved upward, till he was right under her tits. He squeezed them together, squashing and mashing the two trembling tit mounds together.
He pushed his rigid purple cock between them and started to tit fuck the girl. Casey whimpered, both from the pain of her limbs, and the bruising pressure he was putting on her breasts.
Still, she was conditioned to arousal no matter what was done to her. She felt her breasts expand and swell as they were mashed and rubbed together. Felt with delicious excitement, his fat, juicy cock sliding between her milk sacks.
His fingers pinched and twisted her hard, distended nipples as he fucked and jerked against her boobs furiously.
"Like that, cunt?! " he gasped, as Casey whimpered and grimaced beneath him.
Abruptly he humped far forward, driving his cockhead up against her lips as he fell across her face. She immediately opened her mouth and sucked in his oozing girl fucker.
He fucked down against her mouth like it was a cunt, slamming his prick down her throat with hot excited intensity. He twisted his body around, so he was facing her cunt, and rammed his cock into her mouth again, this time jumping out of the airplane, and supporting himself by his arms grip around her waist and his legs squeezed around her head.
He thrust himself balls deep into her throat, delighting in the tight constricted food tunnel that squeezed against his meaty cock. His face came down on her bald, dripping cunt mound and he bit it tightly, sending the Squalling crying blonde into a tremendous orgasm that practically left her unconscious.
She managed to keep enough sense of mind to suckle fiercely on his driving prick. Her tongue racing up and down the length of it as he pumped into her face.
His hands squeezed her buttocks tightly as he sucked on her cuntlips, slurping up girl juices, even as his own prick gushed forth a stream of hot jism into her throat.
The flight engineer was eager to prove himself as good as the other two, but he had something else in mind. He slid atop the girl too, but then slid down beneath her to hang from her waist as the others looked on in surprise. His arms were tightly around her, hands squeezing down with so much pressure, Casey feared he would rip the fleshy cones off right her chest.
His legs were between her own and pushed apart so they supported his lower torso with their pressure on her legs. His feet were lodged between her ankles and the walls of the hatch.
She felt his cockhead probing at her anus, but neither of them could spare a hand to target it properly. Finally the knobby cockhead caught in her exposed hole and pushed inside. Just the head at first, but then inch after inch slid into her asshole.
"This is a fucking tight sweet little asshole!" he shouted above the noise of the slipstream. He humped his body upward, driving his cock deeper into her shit tube, twisting his body around to jam every last inch inside her.
Casey ignored the feeling of pressure on her limbs as she felt his cock driving inside her. She mewled in pleasure as ripples of hot, ecstatic joy surged up through her bowels and into her guts.
He slammed his body upwards violently, cramming his fuckpole deep into her rectum with each stroke. He loosened his arms from her sides, so the entire weight of his upper body was held only by the tight hold of his fingers around her swollen tits.
Casey whined in pain, and thought she felt a tearing sensation, as if her boobs were actually being pulled off by the tremendous weight on them. Then her body started to tremble and thrash against the weight and bindings as she dove into another intense orgasm. This time she was accompanied by the flight engineer who hammered his cock into her with enough power to rupture her permanently and sprayed wads of jism up into her guts.
SEVEN
They mercifully closed the hatch after that, and Casey was allowed to lie on the bench and recover for a few hours before she was called forward.
There, she had to straddle each officer's seat and work her hot, plump pussy mound down onto their hardened dicks until they spurted their loads up inside her.
By the time the plane landed in Japan she had come more than a dozen times easily.
* * *
A car with a respectful marine private driving, was waiting for her when she deplained, at the military airport in Tokyo. She enjoyed the aircon-ditioned ride through the city, though she thought it was rather dirty and noisy.
The car drove eventually through the guarded gates of a large military compound, and around to a square, two story brick building with two sentries standing in front.
"This is your residence Maam." the private said, jumping out of the car and opening her door. She winced at the sudden rush of hot moist air, and blinked in the intense sunlight, as she stepped out.
The private got her bags from the trunk and led her up to the front door of the building and past the sentries. The lobby was small, and square, like the building itself. There was a reception desk set in the middle of the floor and a Sergeant sitting there.
"This's Lieutenant Donovan, Sergeant." the private announced.
"That's fine private, just leave the bags." the Sergeant replied.
He placed them on the floor next to the desk and turned and left.
"You're late." the sergeant scowled at her. She opened her mouth to protest, but he waved it off before she could speak.
"Save it. It doesn't matter, just so you're here in time for the party tonight." Another sergeant arrived, in answer to a button the desk sergeant pushed. He looked Casey up and down with professional assessment.
"Well at least they sent us a young one this time." he told the desk sergeant, who nodded. "Not that we'll get a piece of it." he replied.
"OK Donovan. Pick up your bags and lets go." he ordered.
Casey followed him down a narrow hallway to an elevator, which brought them up to the second floor. There they stopped at the door to a tiny room with a pair of cots, a small bureau, and a big closet inside. There were other clothes and things there already.
Casey dropped her bags on one of the cots as the Sergeant showed her explained some rules she had to follow.
"You're roommate is Lieutenant Myers, who's working overtime since the base is a girl short till now. Put your stuff away and shower. There'll be someone here to get you in an hour." he said.
He closed the door behind him, as Casey opened her bags and started putting her things in the drawers and closet. Lieutenant Myers had a huge wardrobe, including a lot of slinky evening gowns, and sexy underwear.
Casey smiled at her foolishness. They were army issue of course. She hoped she'd get to choose some of her clothes. She preferred blue and green.
Suddenly the door burst open behind her. She whirled to find half a dozen grinning, laughing young men crowded just inside the doorway looking her up and down with excited interest. They were all marine lieutenants.
"Hot damn!" one said.
"Nice piece! another agreed.
"I can't wait to screw this one!" said a third.
"Ha! Fat chance unless you can wait till the brass is through with her."
"Hey girl! What's your name?" one demanded.
"Donovan sir!" Casey answered, her pussy already starting to heat up.
"Get your clothes off Donovan." he said impatiently.
" We want to see what you look like!"
"Yeah strip it off baby!" another shouted.
Casey obediently pulled open her uniform jacket, which was held only by snaps, revealing her rounded breasts, confined by a very tight thin shirt.
"Ohh I like this!" one of the men exulted.
Her skirt and shirt, in fact all clothes issued to the Suzie's were designed to be pulled off quickly.
She pulled the skirt open and slid it off, then popped open the shirt. She posed seductively for the admiring, excited men, in her tiny lacy blue bra, and matching g-string.
They whistled and hooted as she turned slowly in front of them, pushing her chest out, and then her ass as she turned her back on them. She bent over slightly, parting her legs, giving the excited group a full view of her pretty ass.
"What a fantastic little ass!"
"I can't wait to fuck it!"
"I bet it's tight!"
She turned and smiled at them, then popped the catch on her bra, opening it and letting her breasts out free. The men whistled and sighed as they beheld her high, firm breasts, and her tiny pink nipples.
"I just gotta suck that!"
"Yeah!"
"I love tits!"
"Fuck waiting! I'm gonna screw this little slut right now!" one of them yelled, rushing forward. He knocked Casey backwards with the force of his impact, as he threw his arms around her and buried his face between her breasts.
He half dragged her back to the bureau, as she felt other hands at her stomach and ass, and thighs. A hand she couldn't see, pulled her g-string down and off, leaving her naked, to applause.
The man who had rushed forward first, pushed her back across the bureau, his face mashing down on hers. His hands squeezing and kneading her breasts, while other hands stroked and squeezed up and down her body.
She felt hands all over her, especially between her legs, as hands pulled her ankles far apart, and grasped, and clutched at her ass cheeks and pubic mound. She grunted as two long fingers were driven up inside her cunt tube.
"I get to break the whore in first!" a tall redheaded man exclaimed. I'm senior." the others reluctantly agreed, and he stepped between Casey's splayed legs.
He pulled her ass downwards a little so it was on the edge of the table. Casey's head, still hung out over the other end of the table, as the first guy who had touched her, continued to kiss, her face, and suckle and squeeze her now much enlarged titties.
"Look at these hard little nipples!" he said. Proudly stepping back to display the erect nubbins to his colleagues. Casey mewled in pleasure as the redheao! pushed the hard head of his rigid member against her puffy bald cunthole and drove it deep inside with a single forceful thrust.
"Ohhhhh She's tight!" he groaned.
"Tight and wet!"
Casey squirmed on the table, as the fuckpole slid back out then slammed back into her again. Soon the redhead began pumping her cunt with furious, high speed humps, that made his balls slap against her ass cheeks, and rocked the bureau against the wall.
His hips slammed repeatedly into her inner thighs and groin, as he gasped in exertion and pleasure. His hands gripped her waist, jerking her back and forth like a lifeless doll, as he skewered her with deep, raping thrusts.
"Take it you slut! Take my cock! Oohhhhh Man!" he gasped.
Another of them scurried around to the head of the bureau and pushed his cockhead against her mouth. Casey opened her lips eagerly and sucked the hard prick deep into her mouth, then gulped inch after inch of it down into her throat, as the officer groaned and held her ears to keep her head down.
He began fucking her face, with fierce humping jabs, that banged the back of her head against the side of the bureau with each thrust.
Casey didn't care though, the addition of a second cock to her body, sent her already seething body, flying over the edge of a tremendous cum. The redhead fucking her pussy, had to hold her legs as they started to flip and jerk against him.
She gargled in unrestrained pleasure into the cock reaming her throat. Girl juices gushed down her fuckhole, to envelope and coat the massive cock pistoning inside it.
"Uughhhhh! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna fill this little whoooooore with jism!" the redhead groaned.
Then he humped his groin forward, driving his pole balls deep into her, his back arched, and his head pulled back as he grimaced in release, and pumped wads of cum down into Casey's hole.
He stumbled away, and another officer immediately took his place, cramming his meat into the glistening, satiny smooth cunt slit. He almost came right away, just at the sight of his reddened erection clasped between those soft, pulpy cunt lips.
He threw his hips forward, watching excitedly as his proud organ disappeared into the seemingly tiny, little slit in the blonde girl's crotch. He bent forward, bringing his mouth down on her left breast, and sucking in her nipple and a big chunk of flesh. He chewed her hard pebble happily. His teeth nipping and twisting the tender flesh between them.
Then the man fucking Casey's face blasted his hot load down into her throat, moaning in satisfied bliss as she gurgled and drank down every last drop, then licked his cock clean.
Another guy took his place and Casey slurped his cock down into her mouth and then down her throat happily. Her guts were heaving and churning with the onset of a second orgasm as she worked her tongue up and down the shaft of the penis.
The man fucking her stood back, his hands on her hips, fingers clutching tightly, and began fucking her with slow, hammering strokes. He poised just the head of his erection inside her, then with a short hesitation he jerked her whole lower body off the bureau, and up to meet his cock just as he slammed his hips forward, to impale her with the fuckpole.
Then he slowly slid his cock back almost all the way out and repeated the maneuver. Each complete stroke took almost five full seconds, and each made Casey cry out soundlessly in pain and ecstasy as she was repeatedly emptied and crammed with hot male meat.
She trembled as she slid into another orgasm, then her whole body shuddered with sexual fire as storms of electric ecstasy exploded out of her abused cunt and a roaring furnace of sensations rippled up and down her torso.
"Look at this hot little cuntpad!"
"See her squirm!? "
"What a BITCH!"
"Hurry up so I can screw her!"
The guy between her legs speeded up his hammering fucking thrusts as Casey wiggled and her chest humped up and down on the bureau top. Her mouth was like a voracious vacuum cleaner as she suckled frenziedly on the cock embedded in her throat.
Her cunt was crackling with high tension electricity. Her tits rippled back and forth in time to the powerful driving thrusts, and her hands opened and closed repeatedly. Euphoria swallowed her mind, turning her into jerking twitching blob of inflamed flesh.
She rocked back and forth on her shoulders, the only part of her body touching the bureau. Her mouth suckled on the cock, trying to envelope every inch of it and even suck in his hanging balls too.
"Suck it BITCH!" the man screamed, as his cum exploded out the end of his cocktube and sluiced down into her throat. He was practically riding her face and head, jamming his cock brutally hard down her throat as he groaned in happiness.
The man fucking her cunt grunted in time to his fucks, then, as the man at her face, pulled wearily out, his hand raced up her body to grip her hair roughly, and jerked her whole upper body up off the table, and forward, so he could mash his lips against hers.
He was holding her aloft, cock buried up her twat, her legs squeezed tightly around his waist, and his arms circling her back and head. His kiss was bruisingly rough, and she felt his teeth cut her lips as he jammed his tongue inside her mouth.
He shoved her back against the wall, pushing one of her legs way up in the air, so it was back against her chest, and plowed his cock in and out of her gaping fuckhole with maniacal energy.
Casey grunted, her eyes closed in weary shocked bliss. Her head fell back weakly, to bang against the wall, and her body quivered helplessly. His cock thundered back and forth in the teenager's cunt pit, as he slammed her body back against the wall with bruising force. Then he gasped and jetted his cock up into her guts in ecstatic release.
"Come on, get out of the way and let me in there!" the last man cursed.
He pushed aside his friend and grabbed Casey by the hair, jerking her off the table, roughly, and slapping her forward across the bureau.
"I don't think I need any sloppy seconds." he exclaimed, pointing his cockhead at her winking little crinkled anus.
"I'm gonna split these cheeks open and ream the little bitches asshole out for her!"
"Haaaa!! "
"Go to it man!"
"Yeah! Fuck her ASS!"
"You're gonna like this ain't you Suzie!? "
His cockhead pushed forward, smoothing out all the crinkles in the little hole, pushing it open and wider to admit his fat, rigid phallus. He kicked her legs aside to open her even further, and humped his body forward, pushing his cockhead past her sphincter and into her little tube.
"Man oh man is this little asshole tight!! " he exclaimed.
He could feel the asshole clasping and squeezing tightly around his cockhead, and watched her asshole clinging roundly to every miniscule ridge and indentation of his manhood.
He thrust forward, driving several inches of cock down into her rectum. Casey yelped in sudden pain as her asshole fought to adjust to this intruding staff. Then her asshole abruptly loosened and sucked in the rest of his cock like it was pulling back a stool.
He felt his cockhead pulled deep into her guts, and felt the twisting length of her ass tube straighten out to receive his sceptre. He fought the suction to pull his cock backwards, then thrust forward, skewering her with his deep plunging cock.
His hand came down on Casey's head, and grasped a wad of hair to jerk her head and upper chest up off the bureau top.
"You like that split-tail ? ! " he demanded excitedly.
"You like taking my cock up your asshole!! ? ? "
Her mouth hung slackly open, and her eyes were bare slits as she dazedly nodded her head slightly in his grasp.
"Say it bitch! Say how much you love it!" he demanded, ramming his cock high into her belly, and bringing a cry of sudden pain from the girl.
"Come on slut!"" he cursed, twisting her hair back to pull her chest up and back in a bow.
"PP.pp.p.p.pleeeeeze!! " she whimpered.
"Say how much you love it you piece of shit!! " he gritted, jamming his meat up into her with vicious force, and jerking her head back even more.
"Why the fuck aren't you ready yet you bitch?! " a voice demanded. She looked up blearily, her vision swimming.
* * *
"I..I..I Love it!! ! " she whined.
"I Love being assfucked!
"I love you fucking my asshole!! " she sobbed.
He dropped her head with a curse, sending her chest and face plunging back to strike the bureau with a dull thump and crack. He grabbed both her thighs in his big hands and tore her legs up and apart, yanking them with powerful force until she was practically doing the splits on the table.
His cock ripped in and out of her anus, skewering her asshole, sending wretched pain and rapturous pleasure boiling through her body, and flooding her near senseless brain with overloading bursts of fiery sexual sensations.
She lay there unmoving, except for his thrusts, grunting like a mindless animal as the phallus impaled her and flooded white jism up her anus and into her guts.
"That's a nice fuckin piece there!" she heard.
"We oughta get more like that!"
"Fuckin brass gets all the good meat!"
The men did up their pants and departed, leaving Casey sprawled over the bureau, gasping for breath.
"Oh for christs sake!" who's been screwing you?" it said angrily.
Casey focused her vision on a large, overweight
Sergeant, looming over her. His hand darted forward and he jabbed several fingers up her cunt, then withdrew them.
"You stupid cow! You're so full it oughto be leaking out your nose!"
She murmured something unintelligible in response, which only aggravated him more.
"You can't go and see the General full of cum!" he gritted.
Casey cried our in sorrow and pain as his hand lashed out and slapped her ass with a loud crack. He lifted his hand and cracked it down again, then again and again and again. The confused girl began bawling piteously as her ass was spanked with fast hard strokes, making the soft, tender flesh bounce and redden.
"Now get up!" he ordered sternly.
"Get into the shower and clean yourself off, and I'll try to find something to explain why you're late!"
He jerked her off the table by the hair and flung her across the room towards the bathroom door.
It took her ten minutes just to recover enough to turn on the water and step into the shower. Twenty minutes later, when the Sergeant showed up again, she was blow drying her hair in the mirror.
"Hurry up will you!" he demanded.
He moved up next to her, towering over the girl, who only came up to his chest.
"Give me that." he sighed, pulling the dryer from her shaky hands.
"Stand up straight!"
He stood in front of her holding the dryer brushing her hair furiously, the bristles digging into her scalp.
He concentrated on his task, styling the hair back and to the sides neatly. She stood there meekly, as he fixed her hair to his satisfaction.
"Good enough." he muttered, shutting the thing off and putting it on the counter. He grabbed her arm and dragged her out of the bathroom.
There was a gown on her bed, and he pulled her over to it and picked it up, and took it off the hanger. He held it in front of her as if measuring, then nodded in satisfaction and dropped it back to the bed.
He picked up a g-string and knelt in front of her briefly. "Foot up." he said.
She raised her right foot and he slid the thin string over it. "Other foot."
She lowered her right foot and raised her left. The sergeant slid the G-string up her legs and settled the tight elastic band around her waist. The blue gown went on next. It was a slinky, shiny thing shaped like a the letter Y. The two arms of the Y enfolded her breasts though it plunged deeply, and if she leaned over, even slightly, it fell away from her chest revealingly.
They joined together at waist level in a single strip of material that fell to below her knees. It was just wide enough to cover her front and back, though her thighs, and hips were bare, as were her sides, and if she moved too quickly, the back part would show her behind, nicely.
The sergeant stepped back to scan her dress, then nodded satisfied.
"All right, let's go." he sighed.
Casey followed along behind as he strode out of the room and down the hall to an elevator. They traveled down to the lobby, then across it to a much better decorated section of the building. She could hear music playing, which grew louder as they approached a set of double doors at the end of this hall.
The sergeant and she pulled up in front of the doors, where he handed her over to a small, skinny little man, with a receding hairline, and a pencil thin moustache, who was wearing a tuxedo.
"Well it's about time." he said petulantly. His voice was very high pitched and had a nasal whine to it that Casey found instantly dislikeable.
He grabbed Casey's bare arm without a word and led her through the doors.
There was a party in progress. A number of high ranking officers were wandering around, glasses and cigars in hand talking and laughing together, almost always accompanied by a lithe young woman dressed in a similar fashion as Casey.
He led her across the room past a number of small groups to a table in the far corner. Four men sat there, along with three young women.
"General Morgan?" the little man said, in an oily tone.
"May I present Lieutenant Casey Donovan." he pushed her forward subtlety.
The man who was obviously General Morgan, looked at her appraisingly, a slow satisfied smile spreading across his lips.
"Well, well, well. I must say, you are well worth the wait darling." he enthused, rising to take her hand.
"Come sit down right over here." he indicated an empty chair next to his.
"Why thank you General. I'm sorry I was late."
"Think nothing of it my dear." he answered. "The best things in life are worth having patience for."
Casey sat down next to him, eying the rest of the table discretely.
All of the men there were Generals, bedecked with flags and ribbons. General Morgan was around fifty, she guessed. Very tall, and heavily built. He had a wide face, and flat, squared head, topped with very short hair, starting to go gray.
The party was nice. All the officers were nice, and Casey and the other girls there, fawned and fussed nicely for them. As the evening wore on, and the drinks began to tell, the atmosphere began getting more intense, with repressed sexual desires.
The talk of war turned to talk of sex, with many of the officers commenting lewdly and obscenely about their past exploits and their dates that night.
General Thompson, to Casey's left, was the worst at her table. He went into great detail of how he had screwed a little Vietnamese girl in the war there, much to the delight of the other men at the table.
"Course she didn't have the tits this one has." he laughed, his hand pulling open the front of his date's dress and cupping a wide, fat nippled breast tightly.
The girl, a large bodied, brunette, with green eyes, sighed in pleasure, real or pretend, as his fingers kneaded her breast.
"S'long as she's got three holes, who cares about her tits." another of the men slurred.
"Sit up here baby." General Morgan directed Casey, patting his lap. She rose from her chair and settled sideways, onto his lap, one arm around his shoulder.
"Hmmmm, these look tasty." he murmured, peering down at her breasts, exposed by her slouching position.
His hand slid under the strip of dress covering her belly, and rubbed her stomach gently, before dipping lower and rubbing and squeezing her pubic mound through the g-string. His mouth pecked her cheek from time to time, or nibbled gently on the side of her throat, as his fingers twirled almost absently around her groin.
Casey began to lose track of the conversation as those fingers began building up the heat in her guts. Her head rested against the General's chest and she purred almost like a kitten as he slid his fingers into the little g-string and slid them slowly up and down her bare slit.
"Come on let's dance." he said. She didn't really hear him, but scrambled from his lap as he started to rise and accompanied him as he led her out onto the dance floor.
The music was slow, some kind of waltz she figured, and the two of them moved slowly around the floor. The General held her tightly against him. At first his hand was on her back, but then slid down onto her buttocks to cup them firmly, with one then both hands.
Other couples on the floor were similarly engaged, with one girl dancing completely nude with a little bald headed Admiral.
Morgan's hands slid beneath the strip of clothe .to cup her naked ass cheeks. His fingers continuously worked in and out, kneading and squeezing her fine soft flesh. One hand slid down along her crack, and then further to go right up beneath her crotch and cup her pubic mound from behind. His head came down and kissed the side of her throat as his teeth chewed on her skin.
"You got a nice, tight little ass Casey." he sighed.
"Thank you sir." she mewled.
One of his hands came up and slid inside her top, to squeeze her right breast.
The music ended, and they went back to their table.
Casey sat on his lap again, and he resumed his gentle rubbing and squeezing of her pussy.
Casey trembled slightly from time to time, as little orgasms shook her.
"Why don't you take the little cunt around back and plug her so she'll shut up?" one of the men demanded, as Casey's sighs and gasps became louder.
"I want her to be white hot, when I stick it to her later." Morgan answered, gazing down at the wriggling little blonde.
He pulled Casey around so she was straddling him, her back to his chest. This spread her legs more, giving him greater access to her crotch. He looked down the deep cup of her dress, to see her full meaty bags rising and falling with her rapid panting breaths.
"Let's get this off you." he said easily, sliding her g-string down and off.
"Much better." he grunted. His hand stroked her belly, and crotch, sliding along her thighs from time to time.
His fingers dipped occasionally into her throbbing love hole, sending the little blonde into higher plateaus of pleasure.
Casey sat slumped back against his chest, legs sprawled wide apart as his hand worked between them. The general seemed to ignore her except for his insistent roaming hands. From time to time, he looked down at her in satisfaction.
Even sitting on his lap, her head was well below his. He undid the clasp at the back of her neck after a while, so her the top of her dress collapsed, leaving her naked from the waist up. Casey hardly noticed such was the dazed erotic pleasure rippling through her.
The constant small cums left her hotter with each one, her pussy was desperate for a hard deep fucking but was instead being continuously stroked and touched by the General's teasing hands, which now began to work on her rapidly swelling breasts as well.
He played with her like she was a toy, finding delight in each squirming moan, and shuddering whimper. His hands circled and stroked the tender, overheated skin of her tit orbs, making them twitch and shiver.
Her little nipples stuck straight out like hard little pebbles. When he finally squeezed her boobs tightly, she gasped in joy and arched her back with a small cum.
"If you don't screw that little slut soon she's gonna rape one of the dogs." a voice said cynically.
"No hurry." Morgan replied.
His hand slid down over her neck, between her breasts, and down over her trembling belly to cup her cunt mound gently, then slide a finger up inside her.
Casey moaned desperately, her cunt muscles squeezed and sucked at his finger voraciously. Eyes closed, mouth wide, her head rolled back and forth, as soft little sighs and gasps issued from her mouth.
"So what did you think of that Syrian General?" Morgan asked one of his colleagues, seemingly overlooking, the trembling teenager on his lap.
"I think he's an asshole."
Casey whimpered as the fire in her belly grew higher and higher. Her breasts throbbed and pulsed in time to her breathing as the thin layer of taught skin fought to hold back the ever expanding tit flesh beneath.
"All right honey, turn around and put it in." Morgan sighed patiently, giving his friends a suffering but tolerant look.
Casey gasped and turned quickly around, her hands diving into the General's crotch to undo his pants. His organ was, astonishingly enough, still only semi erect. She pulled it out into the light and rubbed her hands up and down the wrinkled skin, squeezing it between her sweating fingers until it expanded and hardened.
She rose slightly, squatting over his lap, to place the head of his organ against her plump, juicy cunt lips. Then she squeezed her legs together and threw her crotch forward and down, impaling herself on his meaty cock with a sound of joyful bliss.
EIGHT
The cock thrust deep up into her belly, slamming aside her tight, sodden pussy walls, and skewering the small blonde so thoroughly, she exploded in an immediate blinding orgasm, and simply sat there, clutching him tightly, and shivering as her cunt walls clasped and sucked on his massive tool with furious contractions.
As she the others at the table looked on with interest, she began to hump against him, rubbing her hot bloated breasts against his chest as she drove herself up and down on his up-thrust cock pole.
She pumped her ass up and down, his cock jabbing up inside her with each downstroke, and bringing a glad little cry of joy from her lips. His hands stroked her back, occasionally sliding down onto her rounded buttocks to give them a little squeeze.
She rocked back and forth, his fuck pole embedded within her, as the fire in her guts spread and intensified, turning into a roaring that drowned out all thought and sound. Then her back arched so far it crashed down on the table, and her whole body shivered, and writhed through a blinding orgasm.
Shimmering waves of erotic gratification ripped through her body. Even her toes and fingers twitched as she trembled through furious slashing bolts of searing ecstasy.
The general squeezed her tits firmly, then bent forward and seized one fat hard nipple between his teeth to chew lightly on it. He sucked the nipple into his mouth, continuing to bite and chew it as his hand squeezed and twisted the other breast. Casey felt him hump against her and knew his indifference was only a ploy.
Her head lashed back and forth desperately as she roared through another climax, just as she felt the General's cum exploding up into her belly.
Thick globs of white jism flowed into her as the General's excited cock spurted out it's seed.
She lay back supine, chest heaving with exertion, as his cock softened within her. Her face a mix of satisfaction and contentment.
"Hot little bitch that's for sure."
"She's got a cunt that could twist your cock right off." Morgan panted.
Casey looked up through a mass of hair that covered her face and smiled exhaustedly.
After she had recovered the men decided they wanted to see a little show, so Casey and one of the other girls, a slim little brunette with waist length hair, lay on the table and sixty-nined.
Trie men sat enraptured as the two girls buried their faces in each other's cunts and started to lick. Casey was on the bottom, and looked up to see the girl's bald slit descend onto her face.
She pushed her tongue up, feeling it slide along the brunette's tight cunt sheathe and up onto her clitty. She rasped her tongue up and down the slit, then pushed it inside as she felt the brunette's tongue glide along her own cunthole.
After they'd each cum several times, Morgan took her off the table and led her by the arm out the doors of the room and down the hall. She was almost oblivious to her own nudity by now, and accompanied the general happily, knowing she would get a good fucking.
They went into a small room, that was equipped solely with a big double bed and a small table. Morgan quickly stripped and jumped onto Casey who was laying spread-eagled in the bed. His cock slammed down into her cunt and began pumping furiously.
Casey grunted with each stroke, twining her legs around the general and squeezing him tightly. His lips met hers for the first time, sucking and demanding. His tongue shot into her mouth, to slither over hers as his hands encircled her, locking them in a snug embrace.
His loins pumped down against her, stuffing her hole full of meat again and again, until he came once more and spewed his juices up inside her belly.
She sucked him back to life easily. The excitement of seeing her suck in his entire cock right to the balls almost made him come immediately. Instead he pulled her mouth away, wanting to fuck her again.
He turned her around and pulled her to her knees then entered her from the rear. Casey mewled like a cat in heat as his fuckpole slid into her cunt tube and began thrusting in and out.
She jabbed her ass back against him, meeting each thrust. Her breasts swung back and forth obscenely until his hands left her hips and slid down onto her hanging sacks to squeeze them tightly.
His groin slapped repeatedly, with a dull wet smacking sound against her sopping cunt mouth and groin, as his prick slid back and forth within her. "Hot little slut!" he gasped. "Pump that little ass!" he panted, slapping her jiggling ass cheeks.
His hands slid down onto her hips and began jerking her back and forth with greater speed and power as his cock churned away inside her belly.
Finally he moaned, as his cock erupted in hot wads of cum. He fire hosed his jism deep into her guts as her clutching sucking cunttube gulped it all down ravenously.
Casey whimpered, then began to grunt and gasp in pleasure as she came again also. Her face and chest collapsed onto the bed as she hugged her arms tightly around her chest, squeezing her tit mounds tightly, and humped back against him.
Casey's apparent job here at the base, was to be General Morgan's aide and secretary. He had a male officer to do all his work for him, though. And Casey seldom had the time.
Since she was not assigned solely to the General, but had many other officers to please, she was normally up most of the night, and slept, when she could, in the day time.
When she was called over to act as his secretary, it was normally either to be bent across his desk and fucked thoroughly, or to impress some visiting officer or dignitary.
One day, the General felt magnanimous towards a young sergeant. Casey didn't know why. She considered anyone not an officer, to be beneath contempt. But this Sergeant, Dave was his name, had apparently done something that pleased the General, and as a result, Casey, and another girl, named Anne, were given to him for an evening.
He was eager to take advantage of that. When he brought the two naked girls back to his room, there were two other Sergeants waiting. "Jaysus!" one of them sighed, ogling Casey admiringly.
"Ain't she somethin' Mark?"
"I'll say, an' this one ain't bad either." He moved against Anne, who was an older girl, with large, proud breasts, and long, silky brown hair.
Both Dave, and Mark were around thirty or so, and very muscular and fit, as befitted Marine sergeants. Dave was at least Six-four, while Mark was probably just under six feet tall.
The third man was about forty or so. He had very short hair, a crew cut almost, and was beefy and going a little fat. "Nice little piece!" he breathed, his eyes feasting on Casey.
"She don't look big enough to take my cock." he said.
"My name is Jack, sweetheart." he squeezed her crotch roughly and laughed.
He was shorter than the other two, and kind of skinny.
Hands grabbed her from behind, and pulled her around. She opened her mouth in startlement just as Dave's face came down against hers and his lips mashed into her. His hands practically lifted her in the air as he bent over to kiss her, and jam his tongue between her lips.
His hands shot around her and down onto her cupcake buttocks, squashing the soft flesh between his big fingers. Casey squirmed in his grip as she felt a finger thrusting up into her still aching asshole.
"Hot little slut." Dave breathed.
He pushed her backward and Casey stumbled half way across the room until she banged against the dining room table. Dave unceremoniously lifted her up onto the table, shoving her backwards, and yanking on her legs to pull them up and open.
"I'm gonna plug this little fuckpad real good." he laughed. Casey's mewling protests, and feeble efforts at resistance went ignored as the others laughed and made disparaging remarks about Dave's manhood.
He dropped his pants to the floor and pulled down his jockey shorts to reveal a darkly reddish penis already swollen with blood. He gripped it in his hand and rubbed the head up and down against Casey's puffy little cunt mound.
Dave pushed his hard cockhead against Casey's tightly closed little cunt slit.
"Let's see how tight you are babe." Jack said to Anne. He slid his hand down her back and gripped her buttocks tightly. Anne giggled and turned toward him and the two kissed passionately.
Casey gasped as Dave's meaty prick pushed its way into her cunt tunnel, and he shoved forward. Six inches of cock slid down into her in one stroke. Dave heard the gasp, and looked her in the face with a ferocious grin. "Like that baby? Wait for the rest of it! I'm gonna fuck your tight little cunt till your ears leak with my cum."
"Promises, promises." Mark snorted. He was standing at the side of the table. He grabbed hold of Casey's wriggling hands and held them above her head with one hand, as his other slithered across her breast meat, fondling and stroking the silky skin.
Dave grunted, and lurched forward again, slamming his cock, balls deep into the tight teenage pussy in front of him. "Jesus Christ this is a hot little cunthole!" he exclaimed. "It's liable to tear my prick right off!"
His hands held Casey's legs, high up on her thighs, his fingers completely encircled the girl's slim legs, and he used them as leverage to jerk her body forward and back as he began thrusting into her in earnest.
Jack had Anne down on her knees on the floor, and was positioning his hard erection at her cunt hole as she gasped and urged him on. Her tits hung down like cow udders as Jack skewered her with his prick.
Casey felt every inch of Dave's cock sliding in and out of her soft skinned cunt tunnel.
Her skin began to feel electric as Dave's prick rubbed back and forth against her vaginal lips and tiny clitty.
She turned her head to the side to see Anne getting fucked doggie style by Jack. She could see that, though he was smaller than the other two men, Jack had a very large penis, larger than the one Dave was thrusting in and out of her crotch hole. She was grateful that he was using it on Anne instead of her. She wasn't sure she could cope with something that big.
Her body was slipping back and forth on the polished table with the increasing force of Dave's fucking. His cock was ripping in and out of her little cunt with very short rapid strokes as Dave gasped in pleasure at her tightly clutching pussy walls.
"Man-o-man-o-man-o-man." he gasped, driving his cock far into the girl's slit. His hands shoved her legs backwards, up against her chest, thus making her cunthole even tighter against his pistoning meat. "I.. . love.. . this.. . cunt.. . ! " he panted in time to his thrusts.
"Don't wear it out man." Mark grinned. Casey was fairly bouncing around on the table as her body was violently reamed and impaled by Dave's furiously fucking cockpole. His hips pounded against her splayed thighs, making the girl grunt in pain.
Then Dave drove his cock deep into Casey's burning cunt tunnel and stiffened all over. He stopped breathing as the waves of orgasmic ecstasy rushed over him. All feeling was centered in his penis as fuck juice spurted repeatedly out the tiny round tip and gushed down into the sucking depths of Casey's hungry cunt.
Then he collapsed forward onto the girl, his lips seeking hers in a tight embrace. His tongue slamming into her mouth to wriggle around like a live snake. His chest crushed her to the table, as his hands tore through her hair, and raced up and down her body.
He gave one final thrust, allowing the teenage crack tunnel to squeeze out the last of his cum before pulling his already softening prick out of her and staggering aside. "That is one tight little twat." he gasped.
Casey lay there unmoving as Dave leaned against the table to catch his breath. Her cunt was slightly aroused by the fucking. She had come here determined not to get excited around mere enlisted men, but time was starting to work against her. She could hear Anne groaning and moaning on the floor next to the table, and turned her head to see her and Jack still going at it like rabbits.
No.. . Like dogs.. . she had seen dogs fucking like that before on a sidewalk near her home. Anne was down on all fours as Jack half knelt behind her, half lay atop her, his cock ramming in and out of her cunt mouth.
Then her observations were interrupted as Mark stepped between her legs. He had removed all his clothes, unlike Dave who had merely dropped his pants down to his ankles. Fucking was a serious thing to Mark, and he intended to be properly prepared.
Casey sighed, and then looked casually downward between her spread legs. She gasped in surprise, and her eyes went wide. She looked closer, sure that she had made a mistake. Mark's cock was.. . was.. . she blinked in astonishment. "Like that, little girl?" Dave leered from beside his friend.
Mark's cock was not only enormous, easily fatter than her fist, and longer than anything she had yet been fucked with, but was pain'ted, or tattooed. It was multicolored, and had little rings around it like a ruler, with numbers next to the rings.
Mark held it proudly upright for her examination. Each ring was about an inch long, and as she looked in stunned disbelief she counted, one.. . two.. . four.. . eight.. . ten.. . twelve.. . ! " She gulped in fear, trying to edge backwards on the table. The two men laughed, and Mark rubbed his big prickhead against her hairless little cunt crack.
"Wait for us!" Anne and Jack had finished their fucking while Casey had been staring at the big cock sticking out from Mark's crotch. They scrambled tiredly to their feet, to stand around the table where they could get a good look at the contact between Mark's prick and Casey's slit.
Dave held her right leg far open, while Jack held her left. Anne moved to the other side of the table and grasped Casey's wrists, holding them above her head. Mark held his cock in both hands and pushed it's pointy tip towards the girl's cunt.
"GGGGAAARRRRGGGHHHHHHHH!! ! " Casey groaned, as Mark pushed aside her cunt lips, ramming his cock head hard against her slit. Slowly, the monster cock penetrated the lightly oiled pussy. Bit by bit, as Casey gritted her teeth and struggled against the hands holding her, the cockhead penetrated her body.
She felt her cuntlips spread wider and wider, felt the enormous tension as the immense prong pushed into her, forcing her cuntlips further back, opening her cunt mouth to a diameter she had never imagined possible short of child birth.
Her mind spun with pain and fear as the cockhead pushed into her. She was sure her cuntlips would rip, that she would be torn open by the monstrous fuck pole. She heard a pleased gasp from the four adults, and the pressure on her cuntlips lessened slightly.
She looked down to see the cockhead enveloped by her cunt. Could, in fact feel it's swollen fullness inside her cunt tunnel. "That's two." Anne breathed. Mark shoved forward, and Casey jerked against the hands holding her as more of the cock drove into her body.
"Three!" laughed Dave.
"Four!" Jack said.
"Five!" Anne giggled.
Casey felt like she was being ripped in half, like her groin was being cut apart, split up the middle by a horrible spear of pain that jammed itself ever further into her belly. Never had her cunt felt so tight, so full and bloated.
"Six!"
"Seven!. . . Eight!. . . Nine!" Her whole body was shivering and writhing against the table as Mark continued to press into her. His cock drove deeper and deeper into the small teenager's body, his powerful erection sliding into her crack like a snake pushing into a wormhole.
"Ten!. . . Eleven!" She felt the cockhead ramming up against the end of her cunt pit, but still it thrust down into her. Like the irresistible force against the immoveable object, it continued to press harder and harder, until it seemed to slip past or to the side of whatever was blocking it and slammed up into an area of her guts she had never before felt.
She twitched and jerked spastically, her mouth whining and babbling in pain and woozy confusion.
"All the way!" a voice yelled.
"No he's not, There's still a bit left."
Ann slid her hand down to the join between the cock and pussy, her fingers going around Mark's prong, and her face bending forward to look from inches away.
"Give her to me!" Mark gasped.
They let go her arms and legs, which Casey no longer hand control over anyway. Mark lifted her off the table. His huge fingers slid around her waist, completely encompassing the thing body of the teenager. His fingers joined together around her back, and his thumbs pressed against each other over her belly button.
His hand then went around her ass and he jerked her up in the air against him. Casey's head lolled forward against his chest as he bent his body backwards, the girl still impaled on his upward thrusting monster cock.
He lowered his body slightly, bending his knees, then suddenly sprang upward, jerking the small teenager up in the air. Six or seven inches of hard cockmeat was ripped out of her cuntmouth as Casey was yanked upward, then Mark, with the help of gravity, slammed the girl back down, even as he thrust upwards with his groin.
Casey screamed as the enormous fuck pole ripped up into her cunt tunnel and into her womb itself. Her groin came crashing down against Mark's, her legs flopping to the sides, her upper body slamming against his chest. There were gasps of disbelief and excitement from the others as they witnessed the impalement of the pretty blonde girl.
Mark bent again, then threw Casey upward. This time eight or ten inches pulled free of the constricting walls of her cuntal cavity. Again she was jerked back downward, and violently impaled upon the massive penis. Again,. . . and again,. . . and again Mark threw the blonde up and jerked her down.
Casey was flung up and down like a lifeless rag doll. Her cunt was reamed and ripped by the monster cock she continually fell upon. Her mind was driven into a small corner, overpowered by the pain and shock of the forceful penetrations.
Yet roiling and tossing amid the maelstrom of pain was a churning windmill of sexual energy and heat, activated by the furious rasping, tearing movement of the prick within her. Her cunt loosened, marginally. Girl juices poured down into her shocked fuck tunnel. Her arms, quite instinctively, locked around Mark's neck, trying to hold herself in place.
Her legs tried several times, before succeeding it folding around his waist. This lessened her movement as he flung her upward, but not by much. Her groin continued to be jerked and yanked up and down. Her pussy was churned and squeezed by the prick embedded within it.
Mark fell backwards onto a chair, pulling the girl atop him. Her body dropped down onto his, her twat skewered as it enveloped his massive prong.
NINE
Casey felt the monster penis throb and pulse within her silky cunt tunnel. Little cries and mewls of stupefaction came from the bewildered girls mouth as she was assaulted by wave upon wave of high tension sexual pleasure that surged out of Mark's cock and seeped into every fiber of her being.
She was almost unaware, so centered on her cunt was she, when Jack stepped behind her and pushed his raging hard-on against her crinkled anal opening above her crammed cuntal cavity. Her ass spread wide, her buttocks up and out, his cock had little difficulty, especially with the power his excitement leant him, penetrating her rectal cavity and punching down into her guts.
Casey's eyes opened even wider. She seemed to shiver all over, and her cunt pressed even harder against the huge cock inside her belly. A long low moan of utterly mindless pleasure oozed out of her mouth. It was like the wind whipping through a crack in a door frame. A continuous moan that rose higher and higher, until the girl was shrieking in furious, raging ecstasy and gratification.
Her body spasmed continuously, writhing and jerking between the two men. Her head banged up and down against Mark's chest as a blinding hurricane of sensations tore apart her mind and sent it spinning helplessly through a mad vortex of raging ecstasy and pleasure.
Marks cock exploded, and cum fire hosed up into her belly, washing her womb out with its hot salty juices. He threw his arms around the teenager to hold her tight against him as her cunt sucked and jerked on his cockpole, ripping the squeezing the sperm out of it with its powerful cramp pull.
Casey grunted continuously, her body twitching and jerking in Mark's tight embrace. Her entire body turned crimson then white, then red again. Jack groaned and stuffed his organ deep into her asshole, spewing forth his cum juice, pumping it up into her bowels as he groaned in satisfaction.
Inside Casey's body and mind, pandemonium reigned as tornadoes of immense power tore back and forth through her brain. Her body vibrated to the furiously pounding heart that sent blood pumping through her veins at a furious rate. Every nerve ending in and on her body screamed and howled in gratification.
Mark and Jack pumped more and more sperm into the wriggling thrashing teenager, their cocks sucked and drained by the vacuuming holes enveloping them. Casey gurgled a final time, her mouth gargling an inhuman sound, and then the dazed teen dropped senseless into the blackness of unconsciousness.
"H.. . H.. . Ho.. . Holyyyyy GAaaaaaawwwwwd!" Jack groaned. "What a cunt! What a cunt!" Mark panted.
"Shit! Are you sure she's still alive!? " Anne exclaimed.
"Her hearts pounding like a jackhammer." Mark sighed, cradling the girl in his arms as Jack pulled his cock from her clutching asshole.
Anne and Dave pulled the unconscious teenager off him, her crack slipping off his softened penis easily.
They lay her down on the rug, her legs still spread apart, her head lolling to the side. "Look at that cunt!" Anne gasped.
Casey's slit was now a gaping oval hole in her crotch, big enough for the woman to slide three fingers into without touching the sides. But even as they watched, the tunnel slowly recovered and the pussy walls pulled together to leave the same small crack in her crotch as before.
"Young cunts like that could take a fence post and still be tight after." Dave remarked. "She's good for a lot of fucking yet." Mark sighed.
But they were only enlisted men, Casey thought dizzily.
* * *
Her duties with the General went on for about six months, then one day she recieved new orders. She was being transferred. They didn't bother to tell her where of course. She was simply packed away on another cargo plane, with the few little knick knacks she called her own, and sent to her new post.
* * *
To her surprise she recognized the camp, although it was not the one she started out at. She was at her own home camp! The one her father and she lived at before she joined the marines.
She hoped she would be given a chance to see her family while she was here. She wondered if they'd recognize her in her uniform. Her hair had lengthened considerably too, it now brushed her shoulders.
She was met and driven to the suzie compound by a young marine. It was much bigger and better equipped than the one in Japan. The walled in compound contained a large man made lake where marine officers, accompanied by naked suzies, lounged around in comfort, basking in the heat.
There were a number of small islands just right for having heated sex on. Inside were saunas, hot tubs, massage rooms, and banquet halls, as well as lavishly equipped rooms for using the girls.
Casey barely had a chance to unpack when she received word on the intercom to prepare herself and go to one of the sex rooms. She showered quickly and hurried down to the room.
It was done up comfortably. It was made up to look like a little girl's room. There were girlish posters on the walls. The big four poster bed was covered in pink and white chintz , and there were dolls and teddy bears scattered about.
She put on the baby doll top and panties she found there and got into bed. She turned off the lights and dozed a little waiting for the officer to come in. She knew she was a substitute for his own daughter. The officers who chose this room had a hard-on for their own girls, and used this as instead.
The door opened, brightening the room momentarily, then closed. She kept her eyes closed, pretending to be asleep. She felt him approach the bed and then sit down on it next to her. She lay on her back, the covers up to her chin.
She felt the covers slowly pull back. The slid down off her body till she was completely uncovered to him. Still she kept her eyes closed, though she peeked a little. She couldn't see anything but shadows anyway.
She could hear his breathing as his excitement mounted. Then a hand gently slid over her breast, over the thin top. It pressed against her breast very lightly, then squeezed just a bit. Ever so slowly it slithered down off the mound and down over the naked skin of her belly.
It stroked the soft, warm skin for a minute, then moved further down onto her panty covered abdomen and down over her crotch. Again it squeezed lightly, before moving down and stroking her legs and inner thighs. She felt the hand tremble slightly as it stroked her skin, then it was removed.
She felt a hand at her top again. The top could be untied in the middle, and the man proceeded to do just that. Again he was very slow and gentle, as if not wanting to wake her.
She felt her top opening up. Felt the sides parting, being pulled aside so her naked breasts could be viewed. Still she lay unmoving, breathing full, even breaths as if asleep.
She felt a hand on her left breast. It squeezed her breast slowly, then the fingers slid onto her nipple and pinched it very delicately. Casey felt a tingle in her loins as the scenario unfolded. The little play was exciting her too.
The hand covered her breast, squeezing it and stroking the skin. Then she felt a hot shaky breath next to her right boob, and then a tongue slithered onto her nipple and licked it gingerly. The tongue slid around her breast for a minute then returned to her nipple and she felt his lips circling the now erect little nub.
He pressed his mouth over her nipple and suckled on it softly. Casey moaned helplessly, though it did not phase the man. It could be interpreted as part of the play anyway. His hand continued to lightly squeeze her left breast as his mouth suckled on her right.
After a few minutes he withdrew slightly, then she felt his hands sliding feather like, down over her ribs, and over her belly to the wasitband of her panty. His hand slid beneath the elastic and down over her abdomen and onto her bald pubic mound. His fingers slid up and down her slit gently, then one finger dipped slightly inside before the hand withdrew.
She felt his fingers grasp both sides of the waistband and very slowly peel the thin panty down over her hips. She helped by raising her ass off the bed very slightly, and unnoticeably. The panty slid off her hips and down her legs, to be pulled off her feet.
She lay there completely naked now, her skin flushed and her cunt boiling at the slow teasing game. His hands pulled her legs apart by a gentle insistent pull on the ankles. When her legs were wide apart, she felt his hand return to her crotch. He started stroking and squeezing her pubic mound, very lightly, then she felt his mouth against her and trembled with anticipation.
His tongue licked lightly along her slit, up and down it went, very slowly and softly. Then it pushed with greater force, dipping a little inside the velvety lips of her twathole. It flickered over her little clit repeatedly, driving her mad as she fought to show no reaction and her belly boiled with lust and desire.
Slowly he licked up her body, his tongue sliding all over her abdomen and belly and then up over her rip cage to her breasts. He was using more force now, as his own excitement took over.
His naked body slid up her own, she felt his weight settle over her as his mouth sucked and chewed on the side of her neck. His hands were squeezing her breasts with heavy pressure now and she felt his meaty erection against her belly. She figured nobody would be expected to sleep through this so she pretended to waken.
"H..Huuuhhhh?" she said groggily. "I.. .IsT..that you Daddeeeee?" she asked in a little girl voice.
"Ssshhhhhh." was the soft reply.
His mouth slid onto hers and his tongue moved past her parted lips and into hers. His body settled firmly atop her and his hand reached down for his penis and placed the tip against her oozing pussy slit.
"Dadddeeeeeeeeeee!" she complained softly. "I feel so funny down there!" He didn't reply, pulling her mouth back to his and pushing downward with his hips. His cockhead pushed against her vaginal lips and shoved them aside.
Slowly and gently it slid down into her cunt sheath, the fat rigid penis pushing into the blonde teenager with delightful warmth and dignity. His cockhead slid up against her cervix and she felt his balls against her tight buttocks as he sank all the way in.
His hands squeezed and kneaded her swollen breasts as their mouths mashed together passionately. Casey felt her lust rise even higher, felt herself approaching her first orgasm.
The cock began to slowly pump inside her. Very slowly it eased back out and then slid back in. She moaned softly, and shivered in happiness. "OOOooooooo its so big daddeeeeeeee!" she whined.
The cock began thrusting into her faster and with more force. His head came down and suckled ferociously on her right breasts, his hands slid under her and gripped her satiny buttocks in tight fingers, squeezing and kneading them.
His cock churned within her as he slid a finger up into her asshole, and crammed his cock furiously into her. Casey gasped and then grunted in pleasure as she climaxed under him.
Her body spasmed and her groin humped back up at him as she was engulfed in the throes of carnal bliss.
Suddenly the lights came on. Casey looked up through blinking, blurred eyes and gasped anew as she recognized the marine officer atop her. It was Dennis Elwood Donovan. Her own father!
He smiled softly down at her and began humping his groin down against her again. His pulsing cock slid in and out of her quivering wet vagina.
"Daddy!" she cried in shock and happiness.
"My little baby!" he murmured.
"I've wanted to do this for so long now." He lunged forward, driving his cock balls deep inside her and dropped his mouth onto her left breast to suck and chew on her erect nipple.
His head rose again and his arms slid around her, his hand in her hair and the other around her waist as he held her tightly against him.
"Fuck me dadddyyyyyy!" she groaned.
"I will baby. I will." he whispered.
His cock thrust deep into her hole, and pumped in and out with fast full strokes. Casey groaned as her second climax approached. Then she whimpered as she slid over the edge and fell twitching and shaking into a deep, soul satisfying orgasm of enormous length. Her father spurted his jism repeatedly into her belly as his own cum overtook him and they climaxed together.
"I missed you Daddy." she smiled after she had recovered her breath. He had rolled off her, lying next to her on the bed. His arms encircled her, pulling her next to him as they lay together on their sides.
Her buttocks pressed against his crotch as his flaccid penis recovered from it's excitement.
"My little baby." he whispered.
His hand slid down over her belly to her pubic mound and slid absently up and down her slit.
"I missed you too Casey." he said.
"Why didn't you tell me what would happen if I joined the marines?" she wondered softly.
"I couldn't tell you baby. Nobody knows except the corps. I would be betraying the corps if I told anyone else, even you."
