The frightened little girl was bound spread-eagle on the torture table, naked and totally vulnerable.
Standing over her was the grotesque General Yang, whose ruined face was hidden behind a black leather mask.
He stood naked also, his huge cock standing at attention before his flat loins, throbbing urgently.
The little girl had never even seen a naked man before. She was very small. She wondered how a big cock like that was supposed to fit inside her tight little pussy.
He mounted her.
He guided the tip of his cock to the mouth of her unused fuck hole.
He rammed his meat home and the little girl heard a tearing sound as her cherry popped and her tight cunt dripped blood!
CHAPTER ONE
Kim Soo had never been so frightened in her entire life.
First the hoards of communists had ravaged her village, killed her parents before her eyes, and had taken her to a special camp for Nationalist sympathizers.
Now she had been taken to an underground chamber where she presently stood, waiting her inevitable fate. She had no idea what went on in the chamber.
But the pretty little Chinese girl knew she wasn't going to have to wait very long at all to find out.
She stood - still wearing her tan peasant dress, with her hands folded demurely before her loins.
Her knees were trembling, and the muscles in her legs felt as if they had turned into ice water.
Kim Soo wasn't at all sure how much longer her legs were going to be able to support the weight of her body.
In the underground chamber with Kim Soo were two men - and they didn't appear to be very friendly at all.
"My name is General Yang," the taller of the two men said. He wore a black mask over his entire head.
Kim Soo thought the mask was really creepy - and she wondered what it was hiding. She thought, perhaps, she didn't want to know.
Kim Soo's feminine intuition told her that the mask hid General Yang's horribly disfigured features.
"This is our little torture chamber, I hope you will find your stay here most unpleasant," the man said.
There were holes cut in the mask for General Yang's eyes and mouth. There was no hole for his nose.
There didn't even seem to be a bump in the mask where his nose was supposed to be. Kim Soo shivered.
As the sadistic general spoke he flashed a toothy smile. His teeth were amazingly white, as if polished.
"This is my assistant, Tung Ng. He will be giving me a hand every now and then when I need it," Yang said.
Tung Ng, who was by far the smaller of the two men, bowed with feigned politeness at the new victim.
But Tung Ng and General Yang were very pleased with the new prisoner. She was a very pretty young lady.
They didn't have to look at her for long to tell that she was one of the most attractive little girls in all of China.
Ng and Yang were Communist terrorists. China was changing rapidly - and Mao had made it clear that the old ways had to be obliterated, forgotten.
Until China was stripped of its past completely, there would be no progress, Mao believed. Kim Soo's parents were Nationalists. She was considered part of the old way, and she too had to be removed from society. The camp where Kim Soo had been taken was unique in China.
Only young girls were brought there, and each was taught to be a sex slave to one of the Communist officers. Kim Soo could tell that life was never going to be the same again.
She knew that there was no way she could ever possibly escape the camp. She figured that her best bet was to do everything the Communist sadists told her to do - and pray that they would not hurt her too badly.
The underground torture chamber was the creepiest place Kim Soo had ever seen. There was nothing like it in the village of Phuc Yen, where Kim Soo had grown up.
The torture chamber had no windows and the walls were made of stone. The floor was made of ebony packed earth, and the ceiling was beamed with rotting boards.
Hanging from the ceiling of the underground torture chamber were many human skulls - dangling from the wooden beams via thick ropes.
Kim Soo could tell that these were not imitation skulls. They were the real thing. Kim Soo did not want to know how General Yang got them.
Kim Soo wondered if one day her skull would be dangling from the ceiling of the torture chamber. She then tried to thrust this thought into the back of her mind - away from the forefront of her consciousness.
Kim Soo was a diminutive girl. She stood only a fraction of an inch over five feet tall. Her feet were bare. Her shoes had been taken away from her when she was captured.
Kim Soo had thin bones and was slender. She had never weighed more than ninety-five pounds in her entire life.
One is not likely to become overweight when their diet consists of ninety-five percent rice.
Kim Soo had long black hair that fell perfectly straight over her slender shoulders, and down her back in between her rather sharp shoulder blades The little girl's hair fell smooth and straight at that moment - in spite of the fact that it had been over twenty-four hours since she had, had an opportunity to brush it.
Her face was oval-shaped and she had perfect features. Her slanted eyes were green, almond-shaped - and hauntingly beautiful! Her nose was small.
Kim Soo had a button nose that was slightly curled up at the tip, forming a slope at the bridge.
Kim Soo's nostrils were rather pinched, but they tended to flare wide open whenever she was excited about something, She had a perfect hourglass figure. Her shoulders were a little pointy and her waist was amazingly slim. Her waist only measured twenty-two inches.
Kim Soo's mouth was not very large either, but her lips were full and sensuous. She tended to keep her lips parted at all times, so her pearly white teeth were slightly exposed in a shining sliver.
Kim Soo had a habit of sensuously running the tip of her pink tongue over her full lips to moisten them.
She did this at times when her lips were already wet.
In spite of the girl's diminutive torso, her breasts were surprisingly large. As General Yang and Tung Ng looked at her they could see her tits straining the front of her tan peasant dress.
Her nipples were hard and erect with fear - making pebble-like bumps in the front of her dress.
Her legs were not long - but they were slim and shapely. She had slender thighs, smooth knees.
Rounded calves, trim ankles, dainty feet, chubby toes. She had often dreamed of wearing high heels - such as she had heard the women in Hong Kong wore.
She wondered if it was true that the women in the large cities actually painted their fingernails and toenails. She thought it would be fun to try such a strange womanly vanity.
"You will remove your dress now, Kim Soo," General Yang said. He already knew her name. Kim had been interviewed several times before her meeting with the sadistic general and his equally brutal assistant.
"Must I?" Kim Soo asked. She could feel pressure building up behind her eyes. She tried to hold back her tears.
She did not want to give the general the satisfaction of seeing her cry - but she could tell her efforts were in vain.
Her emerald green eyes - which reminded General Yang of a cat's eyes - were already welling with tears.
Kim Soo could tell that it wouldn't be very long before her tears overflowed and fell in rivulets of despair down the sides of her button nose - staining her smooth cheeks with their tracks.
Kim Soo's eyebrows and eyelashes were just as black as the hair that grew from the little girl's scalp.
Her eyebrows were slim and angular - in spite of the fact that she had never plucked them in her life.
Her eyelashes were long and curled upward at their tips.
They were so long that they licked lightly at her high cheekbones each and every time she blinked.
"You must get naked. You will be tortured horribly unless you do every thing I say." General Yang said.
The masked sadist made it clear with the intonations of his voice that he was not in the mood to take no for an answer. Kim Soo suspected correctly that the Communist general never was in the mood to take no for an answer.
He was wearing a make-shift military uniform. There were red stars on the shoulders. The trousers fit him tightly. Kim Soo could see a throbbing bulge forming in the crotch of his pants.
Kim Soo was confused.
She didn't understand.
She didn't know what she had done wrong. She didn't know why anyone would want to hurt her.
Kim Soo had never hurt anyone in her life.
Kim Soo shyly removed her tan peasant dress and dropped it to the earth floor at her dainty feet.
General Yang and Tung Ng looked on with half smiles of inward amusement. It was clear that they liked what they saw.
Kim Soo's breasts were moving up and down on her chest and she desperately tried to suck air into her lungs.
The little girl's breathing was affected by her terror. Her breaths were getting steadily shorter.
Her breaths were getting closer together all the time. She was breathing like a hunted animal at that point.
The cold perspiration of her raw fear was oozing from all of the pores in her body. Her palms were clammy.
Her icy sweat smelled differently than the hot perspiration of her exertion. Her fear sweat smelled bitter.
Bitter, burnt almonds. The sweat even smelled like fear. It smelled as if poison were oozing from her pores.
In spite of the size of Kim Soo's tits, they did not sag a fraction of an inch. They rested very high on her chest.
Her boobs looked as if they were defying gravity. The little girl had never worn a bra in her life.
She didn't have to.
Nature had supplied all of the lifting and separating her tits would need for many years to come - if Kim Soo had many years to come.
The little girl's humongous tits were sloped at their tops and rounded at their bottoms. The nipples pointed slightly upwards.
Her tits were slightly lighter than the rest of her body, as if the milk they would hold if she became pregnant was showing through.
Her nipples were very large also, especially for a girl of her size. Ng could see that he would have to open his mouth very far to take one of those nipples between his tingling lips.
When her nipples were erect, they protruded far from the tips of her tits.
At that moment her nipples protruded almost a full inch!!
General Yang could see that the diminutive black haired girl did not have very much pubic hair at all.
She had twin ebony curls of hair at the base of her mound, above and to the sides of her pussy slit.
The outer lips of her cunt, and the cleavage between her round buttocks were completely hairless.
The center of the torture chamber was dominated by a huge wooden slab table. There were steel cuffs and chains at each of the table's four corners.
The cuffs were designed to bind a little girl such as Kim Soo stringently spread eagle on the table.
Kim Soo was only sixteen years old - and she would have been the first to admit she didn't know very much about life.
She was a virgin.
She had never been intimate with a man.
She had never even been kissed passionately.
She had lived a very sheltered life.
She knew about the facts of life. She knew how babies were made. Her mother had explained to her the joys of sex. But Kim Soo's mother had always made it clear that sex was something that a little girl had to wait for. Kim Soo had always figured that she had to grow into a full-fledged woman before she could know those pleasures.
Kim Soo thought about sex a great deal. She had noticed that she developed an ache in between her legs whenever she looked at handsome men.
She had felt urges to touch herself down there - to find out what an orgasm felt like -but she had never done it.
Kim Soo had heard that touching one's self in an impure way had been known to cause blindness in little girls.
Kim Soo looked at the throbbing bulge in General Yang's crotch, and she knew that she was about to find out about sex earlier than she had anticipated.
It was with that realization that something strange began to happen inside the diminutive female's body - something Kim Soo would not have anticipated in a million years.
Kim Soo knew that she was about to be graduated into full-fledged womanhood - whether she liked it or not. She had a feeling that she was going to like it.
The black haired girl could feel the blood pumping down in her body. All of that blood was heading for the pink delta between her thighs.
She could tell that her pussy flesh was swelling with the blood of her feminine sexual arousal.
She could tell that it wouldn't be very long at all before. The mucous membranes of her untouched cunt were fully engorged with that blood.
Kim Soo could tell that she would soon be hornier than she had ever been before. Her body knew it was about to be touched in an intimate way for the first time.
She found that she was nervously shifting her weight from one foot to another. She stood on the balls of her feet, her toes curling under slightly.
Her nipples were still erect - but now with a combination of fear and lust. Her nipples were now tingling and burning, throbbing and pulsating - as if they were demanding to be touched.
Kim Soo could tell that the little glands inside her cunt were beginning to secrete her natural lubrication. Kim Soo knew what this slippery stuff was for. It was to help a man's stiff cock slide in and out of her love tunnel with greater ease.
Kim Soo could feel her cunt juices pooling at the base of her pussy, in between her swollen inner pussy lips, at the mouth of her unused fuck hole.
"You are going to be trained, Kim Soo. You will be trained to be my sex slave." General Yang said.
"I will try to do my best to please you," Kim Soo said. She was through with hate. She had been filled with too much hate, and she could do it no longer.
She decided to be completely subservient. She couldn't fight back. Surrendering to the Communists' whims seemed to be the only choice she had.
"The first thing you are going to have to learn is how to pleasure a man with your mouth," General Yang said. He began to rub his right palm over the crotch of his tight trousers. Kim Soo could tell that it wouldn't be very long at all before her natural lubrication began to flow right out of her virginal poontang, spilling onto the insides of her thighs and down into the crack of her sweet ass.
The man's fingers went for his rope belt. Kim Soo had never seen a man's penis before, especially not an aroused cock. She found herself filled with curiosity.
She had thought about the subject many times. Naturally, she had fantasized frequently about getting fucked. She tried to keep such thoughts to a minimum - because they always made her want to touch herself in an impure way.
But now, looking at the bulge in the man's crotch, Kim Soo could tell that she had grossly underestimated how big an aroused man's cock was supposed to be.
General Yang pulled down his pants all the way to his knees. His cock came popping out of his make-shift military trousers like some kind of horny jack-in-the-box.
Kim Soo's eyes went wide.
Her almond-shaped orbs opened so wide that the whites were visible all the way around the emerald pupils.
Her mouth fell open.
Her jaw dropped.
She gasped.
She couldn't believe her eyes.
Her heart skipped a beat. She had more difficulty breathing. His cock was humongous - and she was in awe of it.
Kim Soo couldn't help but wonder how a huge cock like that was ever going to fit inside her. It was so big and she was so little.
She couldn't help but fear that the Communist sadist would tear her apart if he ever tried to fuck her virginal cunt with that huge cock.
Kim Soo could see that General Yang's cock had to be at least nine inches long. She waited until her eyes began to burn before she blinked.
The length of his cock wasn't the most impressive part. It was the thickness of his meat that really boggled the pretty little girl's mind.
Kim Soo could see that General Yang's cock was much thicker than her wrist. She couldn't imagine her pussy opening far enough to take even the tip of his cock.
Kim Soo tried to imagine how far up inside her belly the tip of that meaty pole would have to push before her inner cunt lips would grasp the cock at the base.
She couldn't do it. Her imagination could not conjure such a thing. She figured that having sex with the general was sure to make her die of internal bleeding.
Kim Soo stared at the throbbing boner. She could not take her eyes off of General Yang's dick - no matter how hard she tried. Her gaze was fixed - as if held in place by some erotic variation of morbid curiosity.
Kim Soo could see that the Communist sadist's tool of manhood was thickest at the head. His glans was shaped like an edible mushroom.
Kim Soo could see that the entire length of the shaft and the head of the general's meat were thoroughly engorged with the blood of his masculine horniness.
His cock was standing at attention in front of his flat loins. She could see that the entire length of his cock was bobbing up and down.
The tip of his prick was snapping upward toward his belly. The masked sadist removed his shirt. His chest had no hair on it - which was not uncommon among Chinese men.
General Yang was a huge man. He was more than twice Kim Soo's size. He stood well over six feet tall and weighed well over 200 pounds.
His shoulders were very broad and his upper body was covered with thick slabs of muscle. He had worked hard in his life to keep his thick muscles so finely toned.
In spite of the girth of the man's upper body his waist and hips were extraordinarily slim. He was built like a triangle, point down.
Kim Soo could tell that her mind was not functioning properly. She couldn't look at the masked sadist without thinking he had been made specifically by God for fucking. She could feel the ache in her pussy getting worse - much worse than it had ever been before. Her fear and her horniness were blending in her mind - until the two seemingly different emotions were all but indistinguishable.
Kim Soo could see mat the bulbous head of General Yang's cock was a deep purple color from the engorgement of blood. It was so dark that it appeared almost black in the limited illumination of the Communist underground torture chamber.
Kim Soo could see that the skin covering the head of the general's cock was stretched taut and smooth by its engorgement. The head looked as if it would explode if another drop of blood tried to pump its way inside.
The tip of his cock snapped upward, ever-closer to his bare belly. Kim Soo could see that the tip would strike his stomach well above his navel if that contact were actually made.
She found herself looking at just the head again. The stretched skin that covered his bulbous glans appeared to be as smooth as a plate of glass.
Kim Soo couldn't help but wonder if it would feel just as smooth on her lips and tongue when she began to pleasure him with her mouth.
Kim Soo looked at the little hole at the very tip of the man's cock. He had been circumcised. Kim Soo had not seen enough dicks to know how unusual this was.
The little hole at the tip of his cock was opening and closing with the little spasms the masked sadist was experiencing there.
Kim Soo was smart enough to know that this was the hole where both General Yang's cum and piss emerged. She could see that there were swollen lips astride the orifice.
Those lips made the hole look like a tiny mouth. As the hole opened and closed the tiny mouth appeared to be trying - in vain, of course - to sing out with its intense sexual desire.
Kim Soo could see that the shaft of the masked Communist's cock was slightly thinner and lighter in hue than the bulbous glans.
But it was just as hard.
As hard as rock.
His cock was a pillar of marble.
As the tip of his cock snapped upward, Kim Soo found herself looking at the underside of the shaft.
She could see that there were dilated blue veins protruding from the underside of his cock stem.
Those swollen veins made his cock look more like an angry weapon than an instrument of love-making.
His cock looked craggy.
Gnarled.
Very angry.
She lowered her eyes to the sack that held the masked sadist's swollen testicles. Again she was astonished by what she saw.
The sadist's scrotal sack - like his tube steak - was a hell of a lot bigger than Kim Soo would have anticipated.
Kim Soo could tell that there was no way the entire sack would fit in the palm of her tiny hand at the same time - no matter how far apart the little girl spread her dainty fingers.
She could see that his balls were the size of chicken eggs.
His glands of manhood were throbbing visibly as they rested heavy at the base of his wrinkled sack.
His balls hung low.
The sack appeared to be filled to the brim with cum. Kim Soo wondered how long it had been since the man had shot his wad. Kim Soo had no way of knowing that the man's scrotum always looked that way - whether or not he had recently had an orgasm.
His thighs were very thick and muscular.
General Yang removed all of his clothes.
Both Kim Soo and her torturer were as naked as the day they were born.
Kim Soo figured that one of the general's thighs was bigger around than her waist. He was wearing only his mask. Kim Soo did not want him to take that off.
His hands and feel were extraordinarily large. He stood with his feet a little more than shoulder-width apart on the dirt floor of the Communist underground torture chamber.
He stood with his shoulders back, his chin tilted upward. His chest was puffed out and his stomach was sucked in. He bent slightly at the knees.
The Communist sadist arched his back slightly and stood with his loins out in front of the rest of his body. "Come here slave," General Yang exclaimed in a stern voice. "Come kneel before me."
Naturally, Kim Soo did as she was told - without offering a single peep of protest. She knelt on the dirt. She could feel the ache in her cunt spreading upward into her loins and abdomen.
She could feel the same ache of desire spreading downward into her inner thighs and her ass. Her thighs were tingling. They felt flushed. There was a mounting pressure in her lower belly.
The pink mucous membranes of her pussy were on fire with desire. She could feel all of the nerve-endings in her entire body becoming in sync with her womanly desires.
She wouldn't have thought such desires were possible for a girl her age. She was seething. Her honey pot was getting hotter by the second. Her honey pot was already well on the way toward the boiling point.
She could feel her clitoris swelling into an erection - just as her nipples had done long before.
She could feel her love button growing steadily as it became thoroughly engorged with her lust blood.
The bulb of fiery flesh was pushing out from under the fleshy sheath that usually all but covered it.
Her little man in the boat began to protrude a bit, pushing her clitoral foreskin upward toward the base of her pubic bone.
She could feel her inner cunt lips opening and closing - just like the little hole at the tip of General Yang's mind-boggling cock.
She could feel her pink, wet pussy flesh starting to crawl around between her thighs -as if it had suddenly developed a mind of its own.
Her clit throbbed.
Her pussy drooled She was still panting - but now her breathing difficulties were caused by an odd combination of fear and lust. She was panting like the wild animal in heat she wanted so badly to become.
She did not want to die a little girl.
She wanted to die a woman.
And she couldn't stop her lust!
Kim Soo could smell the scent of the masked man's genitalia. He smelled sweaty, funky, but ever-so-good, as far as the little girl was concerned.
She felt his power.
The power of his cock.
She wanted the masked man to be her master. She wanted to be his slave. She wanted to be unadulteratedly subservient to him!!!
Kim Soo was losing her sense of self-dignity. Any sense of self worth that she might have once had was being torn away from her.
Kim Soo would not consider her own pain during the bizarre sex acts she was forced to perform. She would concentrate her attentions exclusively on the pleasure she was giving Yang and Ng.
"You will start by kissing my thighs. You must be very delicate. Touch me with your mouth as you would want your own thighs stroked," General Yang said.
There was something strange, slightly muffled and far away, about the masked man's voice. She wondered if his voice had been altered at the same time he lost his face.
Kim Soo used both of her hands to pull her long black hair over her shoulders and in between her sharp shoulder blades - away from her picture-perfect face. Her breasts bobbed up and down on her chest with her panting. Her nipples protruded almost a full inch from the pointy tips of her delicious breasts - pointing slightly upward, of course.
Kim Soo always appeared to be extremely conscious of her posture. Kim Soo always moved - as she had been trained - as if she were balancing an invisible book on top of her head. Her narrow shoulders were always held perfectly square, and her back was always slightly arched so that a graceful curve formed at the small of her back, leading downward toward her slightly parted, round ass cheeks.
Kim Soo sat on her heels The pretty little black haired girl could feel her rough heels pressing into the firm - yet supple - flesh of her buttocks!!!
Kim Soo could feel the ache in her pussy mounting as she parted her lips a little more than she did normally. She licked her sensuous lips with the tip of her tip tongue to moisten them, concentrating on the corners of her hot mouth.
Kim Soo could feel her salivary gland working overtime. Her mouth was watering in anticipation of mouthing his private parts to climax!
Kim Soo found that she had to swallow more frequently than usual to keep from drooling.
The black haired girl could feel the heat radiating from the man's lower torso. The Communist sadist found that it was increasingly difficult to keep the lower half of his masculine body still. He found that he was rocking his hips from side to side anxiously.
She began to kiss the inside of his thigh, delicately and tenderly.
Her lips felt puffy against his sensitized thigh, and he moaned.
Kim Soo could feel a shiver of pride run through her entire body.
She was giving a man physical pleasure for the very first time.
Her lips were pouting. She felt her tongue flick in and out of her mouth.
It was as if her tongue were moving instinctively- out of control.
She let her libido guide her actions. She reached up with her left hand.
She turned her left palm upward toward the ceiling of the chamber.
She curled her fingers. Her fingernails had been filed very short.
She had to work in the fields, and could not be bothered with womanly vanities such as manicures - although she had dreamed of one day being a "civilized woman" who could afford fancy clothes. She had only seen a few pictures of such sophisticated women - but the images had always stuck with her.
Kim Soo pressed the fleshy part of her fingertips against the base of the masked sadist's scrotal sack.
She lifted his balls.
The pretty little black haired girl wiggled her fingertips and caressed the man's throbbing nuts in this fashion.
He groaned again.
Louder this time.
Kim Soo began to bob his swollen testicles up and down gingerly with her tingling fingertips. She moved his balls as if she were trying to determine their weight.
He moved his hips back and forth.
As if he were fucking!
Kim Soo reached up with the other hand and placed her feminine fingertips on the underside of his cock shaft. She could feel the dilated blue veins that protruded from the stem throbbing against the tips of her digits.
She pushed.
Kim Soo pinned the tip of General Yang's cock against his flat belly. He placed the palms of his hands gently on the top of her head.
Her head was so tiny and his hands were so big that his thumbs overlapped as he clutched her. She was still kissing at his muscular thighs.
She smacked with each kiss.
Her mouth was hot and wet. She started kissing down near his knees and worked her way upward toward his balls. She parted her lips a little further and flicked the tip of her tongue back and forth lightly and quickly across the insides of his thighs. He could feel her breath on his scrotum. The head of his cock felt as if it were going to explode at any moment. He could feel his balls turning into liquid flame. His testicles suddenly felt as if they were two globs of recently lit canned heat.
His scrotal sack felt ready to overflow. He could already feel a savage tickle of sexual anxiety at the base of his cock - where his dick stem and his scrotum came together.
He could tell that Kim Soo would not have to suck him for long.
This would be the Communist sadist's first orgasm of the day.
It was only noon - but it was already very hot inside the torture chamber.
General Yang felt most comfortable at 97 degrees. He liked to watch his sexual victims sweat profusely. It enhanced the sadistic kick he got out of torture.
Kim Soo released her grip on the general's balls.
She placed the tip of her tongue directly on his scrotum.
He let out a deep groan of pleasure and shuddered violently.
His mouth fell open inside his mask, and his eyes closed tightly.
He back arched more sharply than before and his knees bent further.
His hips continued to gyrate and writhe - but now more urgently.
He subtly increased the pressure of his grip on Kim Soo's tiny head.
"That's it. Now you will lick my balls sensuously," he said.
Ng had a boner as he watched. He felt like his cock was going to come bursting out of his military trousers at any second.
Kim Soo flicked back and forth gently with her taster tip.
Her tastebuds were erect. Her mouth was watering. Drool ran onto the pretty little girl's chin.
General Yang moved his fingertips to the back of Kim Soo's neck. He pressed his strong fingertips into the muscles at the base of Kim Soo's skull as hard as he could - causing the flesh and the muscle to pucker deeply.
Kim Soo felt great pain.
Fresh tears welled in her eyes.
But she thrust her own discomfort into the back of her head. She thought of only the joy she was giving her torturer. She began to lick at his swollen scrotal sack more enthusiastically than before - using the flat part of her tongue. She didn't stop licking at his balls until the entire sack was covered with her hot spittle. She drenched his balls with saliva. The sack was dripping with her excess drool. Down below, the insides of the diminutive female's thighs were wet and shiny from the natural lubrication that had drooled from her swollen cunt!
He held her head as if he wanted to crush it.
Crush it as if it were a grape!
"SUCK MY BALLS!" he screamed.
Once again the Communist made it clear with the tone of his voice that he was not in the mood to be denied.
Kim Soo sensed with womanly intuition that she had to be very careful while sucking the man's testicles. She knew how easily she could hurt him if she sucked too hard, or allowed her teeth to nip him. She didn't even want to think of the horrible things that would happen to her if she caused the huge sadist any discomfort.
Kim Soo concentrated on making her mouth cottony soft. She wrapped her pouting lips over his right nut.
She sucked with a smooth draw, creating a gentle - almost subtle - vacuum inside her oral cavity, hollowing her smooth cheeks only slightly The man groaned deeply.
General Yang could feel the muscles in his ass cheeks tensing involuntarily. He pressed his small buttocks together snugly with each muscle spasm.
Kim Soo sucked noisily.
She made sloppy slurping noises as she sucked his testicle. The man could feel the tickle at the base of his dick getting worse by the second.
Kim Soo found that she could flick back and forth across his nut with the tip of her tongue and suck at the gland of manhood at the same time.
She sucked both of his balls for a very long time; until he ordered her to move onto his cock, where he needed her mouth most of all.
Kim Soo pulled her mouth off of his balls completely and stuck out her tongue as far as she could get it. She concentrated on making the tip of her pink taster as pointy as possible.
Kim Soo placed her left palm under his balls.
She spread her dainty fingers as far as she could. Just as she anticipated - she could not clutch the entire wrinkled bag at the same time. As was true of most Chinese men, no hair grew from his balls. The pubes above General Yang's cock were sparse and short compared to Western standards.
Kim Soo placed the tip of her tongue on the underside of the base of the general's cock, where the stem and scrotum met.
She flicked her way up the shaft. She lingered at a fleshy patch just below the glans - where she could tell General Yang was particularly hypersensitive.
She then ran the tip of her tongue up the groove on the underside of die Communist's cock head - the groove that made his glans resemble a ripe plum. She moved her tongue all the way to his urethra - his piss hole, where she flicked lightly at the swollen lips. General Yang shivered so hard one would have thought he was trying to shudder his way right out of his skin.
She released her grip on the underside of his cock shaft with her right fingertips a bit - allowing the head to come away from his belly an inch and a half.
This allowed the little girl to roll her tongue all over the man's cock head. She moved her tongue lazily, using the flat part, the tip and the sides of her bold and curious taster.
Kim Soo felt her asshole tingling.
Her horniness spread downward into her bung.
Her tight, puckered, bald, sphincter muscle was opening and closing rhythmically at that point, and she could feel a burning ache up inside her bowels. She could tell that this was an ache of desire. Kim Soo had never considered the feasibility of anal intercourse. If his cock wasn't going to fit in her cunt - it certainly wasn't going to fit inside her tight asshole. But - at that moment - her body was telling her that it was worth a try.
Her natural lubrication continued to secrete in a steady flow. It rolled hotly and thickly over the inch-long patch of mucous membrane in between Kim Soo's asshole and the base of her quivering poontang.
In a long hallway next to the torture chamber - where Kim Soo could not see - was a hall of cages, where previous victims, those that had survived - were kept.
Many of them were in bad shape. Many would soon die. The general was through with them - but Ng visited them frequently. It was his job to remove those that died and dispose of them - a process that always took him longer than the general thought it should, making the masked man wonder what unknown perversions lurked in Ng.
Kim Soo suspected that she did not have long to live.
She decided to grab for all of the gusto she could before her death.
She wanted to be a subservient slut in her final days!
Kim Soo rolled her tongue over the general's cock head until the stretched, thin, purple skin was slimy with her plethora of saliva.
The pretty little black haired girl flicked her tongue across his piss hole once more and moved her right palm to the base of his cock.
Kim Soo made a fist around the base of his dick, and she couldn't help but notice that her fingers did not make it all the way around.
She loved the way his rock hard cock meat felt as it pulsated against her palm and the insides of her fingers. She squeezed his spear.
She squeezed it so hard for a moment that all of her knuckles turned white - and she could hear the man gasp. She squeezed rhythmically at both his cock shaft and his dangling, wrinkled scrotal sack. She squeezed in sync with the man's racing heartbeat - thus simulating the natural throbbing he experienced throughout his aroused genitalia.
She moved the head of his cock down from his belly, until it was pointing at her mouth. She concentrated on relaxing the muscles at the sides of her beautiful face.
The little girl could feel her torturer moving his huge hands so that the palms were over her tiny, shell-like ears and smooth cheeks. Her cheeks were stained with the tracks of previously spilled tears.
She was drenched with sweat.
General Yang could feel her hot, moist breath on the very tip of his mind-boggling, purple lance.
"At first you will suck just the head of the cock," General Yang said, his voice muffled and far away.
His eyes looked like black coals as he peered through the twin holes in the front of his black leather mask.
The mask fit tightly around his thick neck - and Kim Soo wondered how long it had been since it had been removed.
She wondered if even the general himself could stand the sight of his own face - naked, vulnerable and exposed.
There was something ominous about the Communist's words.
She wondered how she could suck more than just his cock head.
The glans alone would be more than enough to stuff her mouth.
Then Kim Soo realized what the masked man had in mind for her.
She realized that he didn't want to touch just her mouth with his dick.
General Yang wanted to also explore the inside of her throat.
He didn't just want the little girl to give him a blow job. He wanted more.
He wanted to fuck her hot face as if it were a nether pussy.
Kim Soo concentrated on breathing exclusively through her nostrils.
Her nostrils flared wildly and she heard herself making snorting noises.
Kim Soo dropped her jaw and allowed her mouth to fall gapingly open.
She placed the tip of her tongue on his piss hole and he pushed forward. General Yang thrust with his hips, driving his gland into her oral cavity Her jaw was threatening to lock in the open position at that point.
She could feel the skin at the corners of her mouth stretching taut.
Her pouting mouth clutched desperately at the ring of scar tissue at the base of the bulbous cock head.
Kim Soo knew that it was going to hurt like hell when he entered her gullet.
It took all of her concentration to keep her lips curled over her teeth.
A girl with larger teeth (Kim Soo's were tiny) would have found this impossible.
General Yang purposefully tensed the muscles in his tiny buttocks.
The masked sadist's ass cheeks became as hard as a pair of boulders.
He pressed his ass cheeks together as tightly as he could get them.
The world's strongest man would not have been able to pry those ass cheeks apart at that moment - even if he had been allowed to use a crow bar.
Kim Soo moved her knees back on the dirt so she could straighten her slender neck.
She knew this would make the complete violation other gullet more comfortable.
For both of them.
He began to press forward with his lower torso and his cock head entered her gullet.
Kim Soo began to gag horribly. She felt stabbed in the throat with a red hot poker.
The pretty little black haired girl could feel her almond-shaped eyes swelling and turning extremely red.
She found that she had difficulty blinking - as her eyelids suddenly felt coated with rough sand.
Then Kim Soo realized that the convulsions in her throat were giving the sadist great physical pleasure.
Each time she gagged, the spasming muscles clenched down and squeezed at the head of the general's cock.
The little girl felt him pushing down into her throat patiently - violating her as slowly as he could, The throbbing tip of General Yang's awesome tool of manhood entered her a fraction of an inch at a time.
Kim Soo thought it would take forever for him to get the entire rod down inside her. She thought the violation would never be complete!
The masked sadist began to moan and groan with each of his rapid exhales.
Each of his moans was a little louder than the one before it.
Each groan of manly passion rose in pitch as he approached climax.
Kim Soo knew that he was going to spurt his fuck juice right in her mouth.
She found herself anxious for his orgasm. She wanted to taste his cum.
Kim Soo's mother had told her that a man's cum was one-hundred percent protein.
Kim Soo knew that it was good for her to drink a man's jism straight from the spout.
She sensed intuitively that his fuck juice was going to be very delicious - and her aroused tastebuds tingled in anticipation.
Kim Soo knew that she wouldn't have to put up with the pain in her throat for long. She could tell that he was already very close to climax.
All of his muscles were tensing.
His heartbeat was racing so fast at that moment that his ticker pumped as if it wanted to beat its way right out of his muscular chest.
Kim Soo's button nose came closer to the man's pubic bone. She could feel the sharpness of the pain in her gullet ease.
Fresh tears rolled down pre-laid tracks along her cheeks and the sides of her nose. Some of those tears made it to the stretched corners of her mouth and onto her tongue - registering salty and a little bitter.
Kim Soo noticed that her sense of time was being elongated by the intensity of the sensations she was experiencing at that moment.
Every thing seemed to lake longer than it actually did.
A second would seem like a minute - a minute like an hour.
An hour like an eternity. Her inner gullet throbbed.
Kim Soo couldn't help but notice how similar the throbbing in her throat and the pulsating in her pussy was. Soon it would get to the point where the two sensations were all but indistinguishable.
The tip of her nose pressed snug against the man's pubic bone.
Her lips gripped his tool of masculinity at the very hilt!
She couldn't believe how stuffed with meat her throat was.
Her eyes felt ready to pop right out of their sockets!
Then the man began to pull his cock out. He pulled out just as slowly and patiently as he had initially penetrated.
The general didn't stop withdrawing until the little girl's lips were once again gripping desperately at the ring of scar tissue at the base of his cock head.
He paused.
He took a deep breath.
He filled his lung with air.
He let out the air with a sharp grunt and slammed forward with the lower half of his strong torso.
He drove forward with his hips, stabbing into her with his prick. The entire length of his cock entered her in one fell swoop.
He began to fuck her face with a smooth steady motion.
He used the entire length of his cock with each stroke.
He steadily increased the tempo of the oral hump as he went along.
He could feel the tickle at the base of his cock transforming.
Like a caterpillar into a butterfly, that tickle changed magically.
It became a comet-like ball of fire at the base of his rod.
He could feel his cum swimming anxiously around his swollen testicles.
His volcano was about to erupt. His lava was about to flow.
Kim Soo could tell that she was about to be fed a hot meal - her first since she was captured. She figured she could use the nourishment.
Kim Soo could feel his cock getting a little bit longer, a little bit thicker, and a little bit harder.
More blood managed to pump into the head of his lance without making it explode.
The pretty little black haired girl wouldn't have, thought that possible in a million years.
General Wang could feel all of the muscles in his body tensing. There was urgency in his movements.
He was stabbing his cock brutally hard into her straining throat.
He humped the teenager's beautiful kisser with reckless abandon.
Kim Soo had released her grip on the base of the man's cock shaft.
She placed her right palm on his ass and pulled him toward her each time he thrust.
Her left hand was still on his balls, however, clutching more snugly than before.
She feared that he would shoot his wad while her lips gripped the base of his turgid dong.
She was frightened that his seed would spurt while his cock was all the way down her throat.
If that were the case, the jism would miss her tongue completely.
If he did that, Kim Soo would not get to savor the flavor of his semen.
As if General Yang could read her mind, he pulled back with his hips.
Kim Soo replaced her hand on the base of his dick as he grunted animalistically.
There was nothing even remotely human about the Communist sadist's exclamations of manly ecstasy.
He howled.
Like a wolf.
A werewolf.
He sounded as if he were paying homage to the full moon at that moment. He tossed his head back so that the front of his mask faced the ceiling of the underground torture chamber. He arched his back as sharply as he could and held her head tighter than before. Kim Soo tried to prepare herself mentally for the slime that was about to shoot into her mouth.
But her mental preparations were inadequate. There was no way she could prepare herself for the experience.
Kim Soo could feel the shaft of General Yang's cock spasming against her palm and the insides of her fingers.
She could feel the head of the Communist's cock convulsing against her lips, her tongue and the insides of her cheeks. Then he began to cum.
There was a hell of a lot more jism than Kim Soo would have ever anticipated, and she began to make several vain attempts to keep all of that sticky cum inside her mouth.
Kim Soo puffed out her cheeks as if she had suddenly developed a severe case of the mumps.
She began to swallow immediately and as hard as she could, but there was too much cum to keep inside her oral cavity.
The pretty little teenager could feel the jism oozing from the stretched corners of her mouth.
She could feel his hot, thick fuck juice rolling down onto her chin to cool.
Some of his cum dripped onto the inside of the diminutive female's left wrist.
For a moment she thought the cum was scalding her tongue and inner cheeks.
Only after the semen cooled a bit could she appreciate the flavor.
Just as she had figured, it was the most delicious thing she had ever tasted.
It tasted fishy and salty - and ever so refreshing on her taster.
She loved the texture of the juice just as much. It reminded her of raw egg whites.
She could feel the jism slithering all the way down her ravaged throat.
The cum had a medicinal effect - like a soothing balm - on her gullet.
She could feel the pain inside her throat being eased and relieved by his semen.
Kim Soo could feel a warm spot forming in the pit of her belly where his goo clustered.
She could feel her hunger pangs being relieved as well, as she sucked down his seed.
She began to pump up and down on the shaft of his cock with her right fist.
There was no pre-meditation involved with this act. Her instincts took over.
Her libido was controlling her actions exclusively by this time. She did not think.
She milked his cock. She wanted to drain every drop of juice from his balls.
She wanted his nuts to be dry, like bones bleached in the sun, when she was through.
It seemed to both of them as if his fantastic climax were going to go on forever.
But all good things have to come to an end, and the same is true of even the best of orgasms.
All of the Communist's muscles relaxed at the same time, and he straightened his back and shoulders.
The cum stopped spurting from the swollen hole at the tip of his lance, and Kim Soo stopped sucking.
She could feel the head of the man's cock lose its urgent rigidity almost immediately.
Kim Soo left her hot, bruised mouth on the head of his cock for a couple of seconds.
It felt so good there. His cock felt at home in her mouth. She released her grip on his balls.
Kim Soo then pulled her mouth off of his glans, stopping less than an inch away.
Kim Soo looked down over the bridge of her nose and saw a bridge of cum connecting his urethra with her upper lip.
She felt him release his grip on her head. She pulled back with her head two more inches.
The string of semen snapped in the middle. Half landed on his deflating glans.
The other half clung to the pretty little black haired girl's upper teeth.
Kim Soo instinctively pumped his cock with her right fist twice.
The pretty little girl wanted to make sure no cum was caught in the shaft.
The virginal teenager wanted to make sure his prick was milked dry!
Sure enough, a couple of droplets of post-orgasmic dogwater oozed from between the swollen lips astride the Communist's piss hole.
Kim Soo lapped the pearl of jism clean away with a single swipe of her slightly curled tongue tip.
Then the black haired girl could see that the general's entire cock head was covered with a thin film of semen.
So Kim used the flat part of her tongue to lap his cock happily clean, not stopping until he was as clean as a whistle. By the time she pulled her tongue away from his dick, the only thing making it wet and shiny was the hot, sweet spittle from Kim Soo's swollen taster.
She released her grip on his cock and found that the force of gravity was having an effect on the tip.
His cock dropped between his thick thighs. Even when flaccid, Kim Soo thought the man's cock was a joy to behold.
She wiped the cum off of her chin with the back of her hand.
"Stand up, Kim Soo. You must be put on the table," the general said.
His voice had mellowed. His horniness was temporarily appeased.
"Yes, master," Kim Soo said, in a voice rich with her subservience.
She stood before him, dwarfed by his size. He took her tiny hand in his.
He led her to the wooden slab table that dominated the center of the chamber.
Tung Ng rubbed the palms of his hands together, his eyes alight with lust.
"Before we proceed, you will have to be bound and shaved." the general said.
"Shaved?" Kim Soo queried with a shiver in her voice.
"It will not be difficult. You haven't much pussy hair," General Yang said in his muffled voice.
"Shaved, yes, shaved," Tung Ng said breathlessly, sounding as if he were about to slobber all over his chin.
Kim Soo climbed up on the wooden table on her back. She stretched out, keeping her ankles and her knees close together demurely.
Her tits did not flatten much at all when she was on her back on the torture table - in spite of the fact that the force of gravity was directly against them.
Her tits pointed upward at the skull dangling from the ceiling. Kim Soo wanted to shut her eyes - so she wouldn't have to look at the skulls. But her morbid curiosity made her stare at the skulls, then the masked man, and then the skulls once again.
Her clit had grown to three times its normal size with her passion. Her love button felt ready to come popping out of her virginal pussy at any moment.
General Yang moved to the side of the torture table and grabbed Kim Soo by the left wrist. He dug his strong blunt fingertips into her wrist painfully.
He then yanked her arm up over her head toward the corner at the head of the table. He pulled her arm as hard as he could.
The little girl squealed with pain. She thought the Communist was going to break her wrist in half!
For a moment Kim Soo feared that her left shoulder was going to be popped right out of its socket.
Kim Soo learned the hard way that the insides of those steel cuffs were sharply toothed.
They bit into her flesh, and she knew ugly red rings would be left below the heels of her palms.
The rings would last days after the bondage was removed. That is, if the bondage was ever removed.
For all Kim Soo knew, she would die right there on the table before her hands were ever freed.
She could tell that the locked cuff was stopping her normal circulation.
The flow of blood to her hand and fingers was being interrupted.
Kim Soo could tell without looking that her fingertips were turning purple.
She could feel pins and needles tingling at the tips of her dainty digits.
Kim Soo tried to wiggle her fingers - but found this took a great deal of effort.
She noticed that her knuckles on her bound hand were getting increasingly stiff.
She whimpered pitifully.
She whined pathetically.
She could tell that it wouldn't be very long before she would be able to feel nothing in her fingers at all.
She wouldn't be able to wiggle her digits. Her hand will have been rendered immobile by the bondage.
Kim Soo watched as the man circled all the way around the foot of the torture table before chaining the other wrist.
He moved gracefully - like a mountain cat encircling his helpless prey!
He repeated the process with her right wrist, and chuckled to himself.
The evil general cackled as with phlegm inside his thick throat.
The laugh was drenched with intrinsic sadism. He was the Devil himself.
Kim Soo feared that she had died and gone to hell - to be punished for all eternity The masked man moved to the foot of the torture table and grabbed both of Kim Soo's trim ankles simultaneously. He yanked her legs open.
He licked his spoiled lips as he gazed at her parting pussy tissues before him.
He could see her natural lubrication drooling from the base of her swollen snatch.
The cunt juice looked like melted pearls as it rolled into the crack of her ass.
General Yang could tell that Kim Soo would soon make a wet spot beneath her ass on the wooden table.
Along one wall of the torture chamber was a long table. On top of the table were many implements of pain.
General Yang had one of the largest whip collections in the world - yet some of his tools were more imaginative.
He had a machine that was called by those who feared it, "The Hunan Reverser." It was an intricate piece of machinery that could actually turn a human being inside out.
The masked Communist chained both of Kim Soo's ankles in place, spreading her thighs to a perfect ninety-degree angle. She moaned with a perfect combination of fear and lust.
She would experience the greatest pleasure of her life during her stay in the underground torture chamber - and she would experience the greatest pain as well.
Perhaps at the same time.
Kim Soo could see her chubby toes turning purple. She tried to wiggle them, and she could tell that her feet would soon be just as numb as her hands.
Her toes were all very close to the same length - including the big toes. Her toenails were tiny and round.
In one corner of the torture chamber was a stone sink, with running water.
General Yang ordered Ng to fill a bucket full of water for him.
The masked sadist fetched a straight razor, which he sharpened on a strop.
Kim Soo had nothing to worry about. All of her pubic hair was on the base of her feminine mound.
Many girls had hair growing along the sides of their vulvas, and in between the cheeks of their asses.
These were more difficult to shave, and General Yang loved the way they screamed and bled when he made a mistake. Sometimes he made mistakes on purpose just to hear those screams of agony. He fondly remembered some of the grosser mutilations he had performed at that moment.
The General lathered her mound, shaved it quickly without cutting her, and washed her mound with a rag and cold water.
Kim Soo could feel the skin where her pubies used to be, tingling with exposure. The air in the torture chamber felt cooler on those spots than on any other spot on her body.
Her clit felt ready to explode.
"Now, since you have been such a good slave so far. Tung Ng is going to teach you about pleasure," General Yang said.
"I feel like I need pleasure." Kim Soo said.
"Of course you do. You are young and healthy - for now."' Tung Ng approached the foot of the torture table on his toes - moving silently as if he were trying to sneak up on the general and his victim.
"I would teach you about pleasure myself, oral pleasure, but, as you can see. I do not have the mouth for it. Ng is going to lick your pussy until you cum."
Kim Soo shivered with delight when she heard those words - and she practically forgot about the pain in her ankles and her wrists.
Kim Soo could feel the pressure in her lower belly growing in leaps and bounds.
Her inner cunt lips were opening and closing with quite a fury.
Her clit quivered like a divining rod discovering underground water.
Her inner labia - the lips that surrounded her fuck hole - protruded furthest from her snatch.
Those lips were curled back at the edges as if in invitation to penetrate.
Tung Ng jack-knifed at the waist and lowered his rather handsome face between the little girl's legs.
Kim Soo looked a great deal younger than she actually was with all of her pubic hair shaved cleanly away.
If it hadn't been for her huge perky tits, pert with youth, she would have looked about nine years old.
Tung Ng could smell the scent of Kim Soo's pussy, wafting up to his flaring nostrils from between her parted thighs.
He loved her scent.
He savored the odor of her emerging womanhood.
"Have you ever been with a man?" Ng asked.
Kim Soo silently shook her head from side to side.
"Have you ever experienced orgasm?" Tung Ng queried.
Again the pretty little girl gave the negative response.
"Good. You will experience many things for the first time. You will learn of the male's intrinsic superiority. You will learn that the only real way to be a complete woman is to completely serve men!"
"I understand." Kim Soo said.
"I will warm you up with my mouth." Ng said. "Then the general will finish the job with his cock."
The masked sadist stood to one side and watched patiently as his assistant prepared to go down on Kim Soo.
General Yang crossed his strong arms on his broad chest and stood with his feet far apart in the dirt.
Tung Ng placed the tip of his nose very close to the pretty little girl's molten pink cock flesh.
He inhaled deeply, exclusively through his flaring nostrils, completely filling his lungs with air.
He sighed as he exhaled. He loved the way she smelled. He could tell she was going to taste just as good.
Tung Ng began to kiss sensuously at the smooth insides of Kim Soo's thighs, starting near her knees.
He used the tip of his tongue to lick lightly at her erogenous nerve-endings when he felt like it.
He even used his teeth, his sharp white teeth, to bite sharply at the flesh near the sides of her vulva.
Kim Soo found that she was learning how to be a sex slave very quickly. She discovered her masochistic self.
She enjoyed the pain. The pleasure and the pain seemed to blend together. She could no longer tell the difference.
Kim Soo could tell that her entire nervous system was in sync with her horniness at that point.
She wanted Tung Ng to lick her pussy with that hot tongue of his in the worst way. She could taste it.
But he was going to tease her. Tung Ng wanted to make her wait for that ultimate pleasure. Kim Soo was dying to find out what an orgasm felt like.
Tung Ng assumed correctly that he would not have to lick her clit for long to make her orgasm fantastically.
Kim Soo felt as if the explosions in her cunt would start the second he touched her throbbing love button.
Tung Ng had to make this section of the sex session last. He had to wait until General Yang's cock was hard again before making the little girl cum.
Tung Ng kissed his way up the insides of the little girl's thighs until his mouth was merely a fraction of an inch away from her pussy.
She could feel his breath on her cunt. She shivered violently. He pulled his face from between her thighs.
He moved to the side of the table so that his face was very close to hers. Kim Soo could tell that she was about to be kissed passionately for the first time.
She could see Tung Ng's face moving closer to her - as if it were moving in slow motion. Their breaths mingled.
Their lips touched. Kim Soon felt her cunt ready to gush as the man's mouth pressed down full onto hers.
They writhed their lips together for a long time before lightly touching each other with the tips of their tongues.
Soon they were rolling their tongues together. Kim Soo could feel her nipples swelling even larger than before.
Those feminine erections at the tips of her boobs were tingling and burning with her acute desire.
The rosebuds at the tips of her twin mountains felt like missiles ready to blast off toward the ceiling.
They swapped spit cheerfully.
Tung Ng seldom ran into a victim so filled with lust. He was enjoying himself. Most of the slaves hated him too much to kiss back. Kim Soo wrapped her lips tightly around Tung Ng's taster and sucked hard, hollowing her smooth cheeks deeply.
The kiss lasted for a long time.
They were both breathless with passion by the time it was through. Tung Ng showered Kim Soo's beautiful kisser with tiny pecks, making wet, smacking noises as he released each kiss.
He moved his mouth to the side of her neck. The only thing Kim Soo could move was her head. She turned her face to one side so the man could caress her neck with his hot mouth with increasing ease.
Tung Ng ran his mouth up and down the side of Kim Soo's neck. The pretty little black haired girl learned that the Communist could do magic things to her jugular vein He licked.
He bit.
She moaned.
He moved his mouth up to her shell-like ear - which had been pinned tightly back by the palm of the general's hand as she was having her face fucked.
He flicked the tip of his tongue back and forth across her dangling earlobe.
His bold taster pushed inside her ear and she felt goose flesh form all over her.
Kim Soo could feel the little black hairs at the nape of her neck standing on end.
Tung Ng then kissed the front of her throat. He kissed her breasts sensuously.
He kissed her left tit exclusively after a spell - in diminishing concentric circles.
Each kiss was a little closer to the nipple than the one before it.
Then he parted his lips and stuck out his tongue as far as he could.
He placed the stiffened lip of his taster directly on her pink rosebud.
He flicked the tip of his tongue gingerly across her feminine erection.
He could feel the nipple growing even larger against his tastebuds.
He licked at her rosebud for a moment with the flat part of his tongue.
Kim Soo wanted to beg him to suck it, but she kept her mouth shut.
She figured it was in her best interest not to speak unless spoken to.
The man pulled his tongue away from her nipple and puckered his lips.
Instead of sucking it, he blew cool air onto her moistened nipple.
She tried to writhe - but her bondage held her stringently in place.
The man then wrapped his lips around her nipple and began to suck it.
He sucked it hard, tugging the erection up from her chest with his neck.
He hollowed his cheeks and stretched the skin all around the rosebud.
Tung Ng made Kim Soo's tit look even pointier than usual as he sucked.
Then the man got his teeth on her feminine erection and bit her hard.
Kim Soo let out a shrill scream of pain that turned into a moan of pleasure.
She was being trained to be a sensate by the general's assistant.
It didn't make any difference to her if her sensations were pleasant or painful. At that point it was only the intensity of the sensations that held any significance.
He growled and tossed his head from side to side with her nipple clenched between his teeth. Fresh tears welled in Kim Soo's green eyes.
For a moment the little girl thought Tung Ng was going to tear her nipple right off the tip of her boob with his hot mouth.
But Tung Ng released his grip on her nipple - and allowed it to snap back into position - before any serious damage could be done.
Tung Ng repeated the whole process with the other tit at that point - once again going all the way from gingerly licking to animalistic biting.
He released his grip on the right nipple and placed his hands over her tits. He positioned his hands so that her nipples were throbbing precisely against the centers of his palms.
He spread his fingers apart as far as he could possibly get them so that he could clutch her breast flesh completely. He pressed hard enough with his fingertips to make the firm, yet supple flesh pucker.
He began to move each of her tits in a slow sensuous circle at the same time. He pushed her tits up on her chest, down on her chest. He pulled her tits apart and pushed them together so that they were flattened at their sides and the cleavage between them was incredibly long and deep. Kim Soo felt as if her tits had swollen to twice their normal size - but they looked the same, so she knew the sensation, was merely an illusion, a trick being played on her by her sexually aroused nervous-system.
He released his grip on her tits and began to kiss his way down the soft, flat plain of her belly.
He stuck out his tongue and traced a crooked wet circle all around Kim Soo's dimpled bellybutton.
The man dipped the tip of his tongue right into her navel - which the little girl thought felt a hell of a lot better than she thought it was going to.
He kissed her abdomen.
He kissed her bald mound.
Tung Ng then moved to the foot of the torture table so he could get at her cunt with his handsome face.
This time he did not beat around the bush. He glanced over at General Yang. He could see that the masked sadist's cock was starting to grow once again.
The ache had returned to the balls of the sadist. His post-orgasmic afterglow had faded - replaced by rekindled lust.
Tung Ng could tell that the general would have a second full-fledged boner by the time he was through eating the slave's delicious cunt.
Tung Ng placed the tips of his fingers on the outer lips of the little girl's boiling honey pot. He pressed a little.
His fingertips were pointing inward and his elbows were cocked out to his sides - pointing at opposite walls of the torture chamber. Tung Ng began to pull her pussy open with all of his fingertips. The folds of flesh in between her labia were being separated.
Tung Ng pulled her outer cunt lips as far apart as they could possibly go. He didn't stop tugging until her cunt looked like a slab of raw meat.
Tung Ng placed the tip of his tongue on the inch-long patch of mucous membrane between Kim Soo's pussy and asshole. The natural lubrication was gathered thickly there.
Tung Ng had never seen such a beautiful cunt - which didn't strike him as odd, because he had never seen such a beautiful girl.
Tung Ng began to flick the tip of his tongue back and forth - up and down the outermost edges of the little black haired girl's vulva.
He wanted to explore her pussy thoroughly with his tongue before he touched the little magic spot at the top of the slit - her clit.
Tung Ng wanted to lick at each nook and cranny of her cunt flesh before allowing his taster to make direct contact with the center of Kim Soo's womanly pleasure.
Kim Soo's breaths were getting so rapid and so short by that point that the little girl sounded as if she were purposefully trying to hyperventilate herself.
He ticked at the sides of the clit.
Above the love button, but never on the fiery bulb.
Tung Ng flicked the tip of his tongue across the curled back outer edges of the little girl's inner labia.
He worked his tongue in between those lips and licked at her piss hole - less than an inch below her near-convulsive clitoris.
He then licked down to the base of her soaking wet poontang. He stuck his tongue out as far as he could and stiffened it until it was erect - like a small cock.
He found the mouth of her fuck hole and pressed forward with his face - trying in vain to drive his taster tip deep into the little girl's fuck hole.
But he didn't get very far.
His tongue pushed in between her inner labia less than an inch before it struck a thin wall of membrane that blocked the path to Kim Soo's womb.
Her cherry!
Her precious maidenhead.
Her intact hymen.
Tung Ng knew for sure at that moment that the little girl had been telling the truth about her chastity.
He pressed hard against Kim Soo's cherry, stretching the thin wall taut. He could tell that the maidenhead would be no match for the general's cock when the time came for the little girl to have her virginity cruelly torn away from her forever.
She would be tight, and Tung Ng knew it would take a lot of brute force for the masked man to get his entire cock up that tight hole.
But General Yang was used to getting what he wanted - and brute force was one of those things that he had plenty of. More than he knew what to do with most of the time.
Kim Soo could feel her sexual anxiety approaching the point where it could not possibly get any more intense.
The pretty little teenager could feel her sexual tension approaching the saturation point. Her climax would soon be a matter of inevitability.
Kim Soo could tell that her orgasm was going to feel a thousand times better than anything she could have possibly imagined.
She would have thought that one had to die and go to Heaven to know such extraordinary pleasures.
She was on the edge of bliss.
The brink of ecstasy.
She made frustrated gurgling noises in the back of her throat. She begged Tung Ng for orgasm with those noises.
Kim Soo purred - sounding astonishingly like a real cat.
General Yang thought that sound was so sexy that he could feel the blood of his rekindled passion pumping into the head and shaft of his cock more quickly than before. The tip of his cock was rising from between his thighs - once again defying the laws of gravity.
Kim Soo could feel her internal parts jerking - completely out of control.
She feared that she would hurt herself - pull a muscle or something - if he kept her on the edge much longer.
He wiggled his tongue against her cherry playfully.
He tilted his face to one side as he did this so he could not inadvertently massage her clit to climax with the tip of his nose.
He could tell that the time was right to make her cum so he pulled his stiffened tongue off of her cherry. He placed his right forefinger at the very top of her slit - directly between where her twin curls of black pubic hair had formerly been.
He pressed the top of her clitoral foreskin and pulled up onto the mound. The sheath pulled totally away from her love button.
Kim Soo's entire clitoris was exposed and vulnerable to his oral caress.
He placed the tip of his tongue on her clit and held it perfectly still.
Kim Soo found that she couldn't breathe at all. Her heart felt ready to stop.
The pretty little girl felt ready to go into cardiac arrest at that point.
Tung Ng kept his tongue tip still and varied the pressure. Still, Kim Soo could feel lightning bolts of pleasure shooting up and down her spine.
Tung Ng knew he didn't have to lick her clit very hard. He knew the sensations spawned by his oral caress would be amplified a thousand times by the acute arousal of her entire nervous-system.
She was shivering.
Kim Soo could feel her face getting hot and she could tell that her attractive facial features were turning as red as a beet.
Kim Soo's back teeth were clenched tightly together with her tension.
They clenched so hard that the muscles at the sides of her face protruded.
Her jaw ached with the pressure, but his discomfort did not bother her.
The pain in her face was next to insignificant compared to her cunt's desire.
Her sensuous lips were stretched back tightly over her pearly white teeth.
Her facial expression was a perfect cross between a smile and a grimace.
Her nose moved up and down rapidly - forming cute crinkles at the bridge.
Tung Ng couldn't help but think that her nose looked like a bunny-rabbit's when she did that.
Her eyes were closed so tightly that her lids were wrinkled.
Her long black eyelashes were pressed desperately against her high cheekbones.
Her usually smooth forehead was deeply furrowed with her severe tension.
Then Tung Ng began to roll her clit in a slow sensuous circle with his tongue.
He rolled her love button as if it were a glass marble floating in a sea of boiling oil.
In a matter of seconds Kim Soo could feel the tremendous explosions of bliss in her hot, hot pussy.
Her back teeth came unclenched. Her jaw fell. Her mouth dropped gaping open.
Her tongue flicked in and out of her mouth and she screamed bloody murder.
Kim Soo hollered with ecstasy at the tops of her lungs, the sound echoing off the stone walls.
She could feel the explosions starting at her clit and spread outward to fill her pussy.
The pleasure spread through her loins, thighs, and belly until it filled her tower torso.
The waves of joy spread in ever-increasing, concentric circles - like ripples on a smooth pond caused by a tossed pebble.
Kim Soo could tell that those waves of pleasure were not going to stop spreading until she was filled with the joy.
She could be enveloped by the effects of her orgasm.
She would be able to feel the cum in all of her nerve-endings - with the exception of those in her hands and feet where, of course, she could feel nothing at all "CCCCUUUUMMMMIIIINNNNGGGG!!!!" Kim Soo screamed out at the tops of her lungs. Her voice was so shrill that it almost hurt General Yang's sensitive ears Kim Soo could feel the pleasure of her orgasm rolling up her spine like liquid fingers. The joy paused at the base of her skull for a fraction of a second before exploding into her already reeling brain. The pretty little girl could see bright flashes of colorful light on the insides of her eyelids.
Her face contorted as if she were in the throes of some sort of seizure.
Tung Ng would not have been surprised if foam had come pouring at that moment from her mouth - or from her pussy, for that matter.
He could feel a squirt of fluid coming from Kim Soo's urethra. He knew that this was not her urine - but rather her feminine ejaculatory fluid. He considered the squirt a true indication of her orgasm's authenticity - although he never really thought she was faking the climax.
Kim Soo could feel her sense of time and space being badly distorted by the intensity of the sensations she was experiencing.
She was only vaguely aware of where she was.
Her sense of time was now even more elongated than before.
She was sure that her orgasmic spasms would never come to an end.
Kim Soo felt as if she were drifting up off the torture table.
CHAPTER TWO
Standing only a few feet away from the torture table, General Yang reached down between his thick thighs.
He reached under his scrotal sack and tickled the base of his balls with his self-abusive fingertips.
Kim Soo still had her eyes closed tightly but she felt as if she were spinning around in mid-air.
The world was spinning too - only it seemed to be turning around and around in the opposite direction.
Kim Soo felt as if she were outside, flying through the air. She felt free. She was a bird taking wing.
The pretty little black haired girl was going for a ride on Cloud Nine. She was blasting off like a rocket.
She felt as if she were already in the stratosphere - and she was well on her way toward outer space.
She was going to do more than just travel at the speed of light to new and untraveled galaxies.
Oh yes. Much more. She felt as if she were journeying to a new dimension, it was the fifth dimension.
She felt as if she were journeying to a space where time and place didn't really exist any longer.
In the fifth dimension there was only sensation and only the intensity of sensation had significance.
She traveled to the land of the sensates. She was in a dream world. Hot, hot pleasure filled her body.
Tung Ng began to flick the tip of his tongue back and forth across the little girl's love button.
He flicked lightly and slowly at first, but increased the pressure and the tempo as he went along.
Just when the little girl was sure that her cum had to come to an end, Tung Ng did something that she did not expect.
The Communist wrapped his lips around her clitoris and the surrounding tissue. He began to suck her clit.
He kept his tongue busy at all times - sucking and licking at her love button at the same time.
Then, just as suddenly as it had begun - the orgasm ended. Kim Soo could feel her ecstasy fading away.
The bliss of her orgasm was being replaced by a new internal sensation.
A sensation almost as nice. It was the warmth of her afterglow.
All of the little girl's muscles were filled with relaxation and contentment.
Tung Ng pulled his mouth away from her clit the second her cum ended.
He knew her love button was too sensitive to be touched just then.
He pulled his face away from her crotch completely. Kim Soo looked at his face.
She could see that the lower half of his kisser was all wet and shiny.
Half of his face was slippery with her spilled natural lubrication.
Kim Soo could tell she had made a big wet spot on the torture table.
"Get away from her and let me at her," General Yang said.
His voice was filled with authority each time he spoke.
"Yes, sir," Tung Ng said, walking backwards away from the table.
His own cock was ready to burst, but would not be appeased.
"Now it is time to bust the victim's cherry," the masked man said.
He stared at the little girl. He could see she was frightened.
"Please don't hurt me too badly," Kim Soo heard herself saying.
It was the first time in a long time that she had spoken out of turn.
"How dare you ask for favors from me," General Yang said with great ire.
Kim Soo expected to see steam of anger coming from his ears.
"I-I-I-I-I'm sorry," the pretty little girl stammered.
But that pitiful apology was not enough for General Yang.
He slapped the little girl right across the face four times.
He slapped her twice on either cheek, twice with his palm and twice with the knuckles at the back of his hand.
Kim Soo could feel fresh tears welling up in her almond-shaped eyes.
She could feel both of her cheeks burning from the savage blows.
She checked her back teeth with the tip of her swollen tongue.
She wanted to make sure none of her molars had been loosened.
"I will hurt you as much as I fucking please," the sadist said.
He wasted no time getting things started. He climbed right up on top of the torture table, and on top of the pretty little girl.
He moved his masked head close to the little girl's. She found herself staring in the holes of his mask at his dark eyes with fear.
The masked sadist pressed the full weight of his upper torso on Kim Soo's chest at first, pressing her tits flat against his chest.
General Yang could feel her nipples throbbing against his chest.
The weight of his upper body was so great that it made it practically impossible for the little girl to breathe. She tried, but couldn't.
Kim Soo could feel the entire length of the sadist's cock pinned between their lower bellies. Once again she figured there was no way he would ever fit inside her.
The huge, horny hot tip of his cock pulsated between her navel and her breasts.
General Yang placed the palms of his hands flat on the torture table.
He placed one hand on either side of the little girl's head.
The masked sadist spread his fingers apart as far as he could.
He pressed clown with his palms and lifted his chest from her tits.
He arched his back, and allowed her to fill her lungs with air.
He got up on his toes and lifted his loins from her a little bit.
Only the tip of his cock was touching her, throbbing between her mound and navel.
He supported the weight of his upper torso with his right hand exclusively.
He reached back with his left hand - being a southpaw - and made a fist about the shaft of his cock.
General Yang gave his prick three experimental squeezes.
He wanted to make sure that he was hard, long and thick as possible.
He was not disappointed with the results of his experiment.
He used his left hand to guide the tip of his cock down over her mound.
He rubbed her clitoris with his piss hole for a couple of seconds.
Kim Soo thought this felt very good - but it wasn't what she wanted most.
She could tell that her clit's role as center of her womanly pleasure had been usurped by a new focal point of yearning deep inside her cunt.
The new magic spot was up past her cherry - in a spot where the little girl had never before been touched. The spot was close to her cervix.
The new focal point of her womanly desire was only a fraction of an inch from the mouth of her womb - on the upper roof of her inner poontang.
The masked sadist rubbed up and down the girl's super-swollen pink slash with the tip of his awesome spear.
He covered the head of his cock with a liberal layer of the little virgin's sweet, natural lubrication.
Kim Soo still couldn't figure out how her tiny pussy was going to open far enough to take his cock head.
She prayed that nature had a way of working these things out.
She prayed that her flesh was a lot more elastic than she suspected.
She knew his cock was going to do more than touch her in places where she had been touched before.
Oh yes. Much more. The tip of his cock was going to touch her in places she didn't even know she had.
Deep places. Internal places. Feminine places. Secret places. Places incredibly deep inside her belly.
He was going to touch her in places that she wouldn't have thought could be reached from the outside.
The man then moved the head of his cock down to the base of her slash, in between her inner cunt lips.
The masked sadist moved his bulbous purple glans to the mouth of the black haired girl's needy fuck hole.
He adjusted his hips so that the shaft of his cock would be at the appropriate angle for deep-vaginal penetration.
Kim Soo could tell that something splendid was going to happen. She whimpered.
She tossed her head from side to side.
She looked as if she were saying no again and again.
But the man in the black leather mask could tell she was saying yes!
General Yang once again tensed the muscles in his small ass cheeks until his buttocks were as hard as rock.
He pressed his buttocks together as hard as he could and began to press down with his lower torso.
Kim Soo concentrated on relaxing the muscles at the sides of her vulva - but all of her efforts were in vain.
She could feel the pressure increasing on her curled back inner cunt lips - but those lips didn't open.
For a moment the little girl feared that the sadist had bitten off more than he could chew this time.
She feared that they were attempting something physically impossible.
Perhaps his cock really was too big to fit inside her tight cunt.
She hoped not. She feared the wrath of his frustration.
Then the masked man filled his lungs with air and kept very still.
He looked as if he were about to do a series of push-ups on top of her.
He grunted out the air all at once and stabbed down hard with the tip of his mind-boggling tool of manhood.
Her cunt lips opened. They opened further than Kim Soo would have thought possible. Her fuck hole was gaping. The tip of his cock was on her cherry.
She figured she really would have torn open if his cock had been a fraction of an inch greater in girth.
He stabbed again.
She heard the tearing sound before she felt the pain.
Her cherry popped like a cork out of a champagne bottle!
The party was starting.
Cheers!
CHAPTER THREE
Now it was Kim Soo's cunt that felt as if it had been stabbed with a hot poker.
The little girl could feel something warm and sticky inside her agonized poon.
It took the teenager a couple of seconds to realize what the fluid was, mixing around inside her cunt with her natural lubrication.
Then - in a moment of raw horror - it came to her. It was blood! Blood from her recently opened wound.
General Yang could tell that it was going to be no easy task to get the entire length of his cock up inside that hole - in spite of the fact that the major obstacle had been removed.
The masked sadist could tell that the little girl's inner cunt tissues were all shriveled and closed from lack of use.
He had to pry those tissues gaping open - using the tip of his awesome pole of rock-hard meat as his only tool.
He continued to push downward with the lower half of his body steadily and firmly -yet the tip of his cock pushed in deeper only a fraction of an inch at a time. "OH GOD! OH GOD!" Kim Soo called out at the tops of her lungs. She was thrashing her reddened kisser from side to side desperately.
"God is not here," General Yang said, his voice deep and breathless with his sexual exertion. "I am here and I am the devil!"
Kim Soo was pleased to find that the worst of the pain in her pussy was over within a matter of seconds.
She could feel the sharpest of the pain dulling into an ache - an ache that blended perfectly with the mounting ache of desire near the mouth of her womb.
She could tell that the worst was over. Her agony was through. The door to her womanly joy was opened. There was nothing left but ecstasy.
Kim Soo could feel the tip of his cock getting closer to her dimpled cervix. She was more convinced than ever that something marvelous was going to happen when he touched that magic spot with his incredible meatloaf.
General Yang could feel the little girl's nether mouth squeezing and tugging at the head of his cock - as if her cunt were trying to suck his pole up deeper inside the tight hole.
Tung Ng stood to one side. He couldn't stand the pressure in his trousers any longer. He thought his balls would explode unless he did something - pronto.
The smaller of the two communists quickly pulled down the slacks of his makeshift military uniform and whipped out his stiffened prick.
Kim Soo turned her head to one side at that moment - just as Tung Ng's dick came snapping to attention in front of his flat loins.
Even though Tung Ng was a good deal smaller than General Yang, his cock was almost as large. Kim Soo wondered if Tung Ng was going to get sloppy seconds.
Tung Ng began to play with himself. General Yang took a deep breath. He stabbed down hard with the tip of his prick. He touched her cervix.
Kim Soo could feel a magical lightning bolt of pleasure course the length of her spine, from her tailbone to the base of her skull.
She could tell that the masked sadist wasn't going to have to do that too many times at all before she would have her first cum of the fuck And Kim Soo could tell instinctively that this cum was going to be different from the one Tung Ng had given her while lapping happily at her dripping cooze.
That had been a clitoral orgasm. She was about to have a deep-vaginal cum -originating from the magic spot on the roof of her inner twat.
Then Kim Soo could feel the tip of General Yang's cock on the back wall of her pussy. This was a little frightening for the black haired female.
There were still several inches of cock meat at the base of the shaft remaining to be inserted. At that point Kim Soo knew just how far she was going to have to stretch to take the whole thing.
She was suddenly filled with self-assurance. She knew that she was going to be able to do it. She was going to accomplish this seemingly impossible task.
Kim Soo could tell that her cunt was going to be filled to the brim with cock meat by the time the penetration was made complete.
She could tell that her internal mucous membranes would be stretched as far as they could go - both length-wise and width-wise - by his dick.
She could feel her sense of time become even more badly distorted than when her cunt was being eaten. She thought it would take forever to achieve complete violation.
Then the man gave once last stab and shoved the rest of his cock up inside Kim Soo's quim. His cock was so thick that the top of the shaft was going to rub directly against the little girl's clitoris when he began to slide it in and out of her super-tight hole.
She wanted the sadistic masked man to start his natural in and out fucking motion right away. But he had different plans. He teased her a bit.
General Yang continued to press downward with his tensed ass cheeks in spite of the fact that his dick was already all the way inside.
This gave the pretty diminutive teenager the illusion that the tip of his spear was plowing even deeper into her abdomen. She was stuffed.
The girl with the bleeding pussy felt impaled. She felt like a butterfly she had seen once. The butterfly was on a pin on display beneath glass. She couldn't believe how deep inside her lower belly the tip of his tool was pulsating just then. She had been right earlier. He was touching a place so deep that she wouldn't have thought it could be reached from the outside unless she had felt it for herself.
The man began to gyrate his hips. He moved his tensed ass cheeks in a slow sensuous circle. He stretched both her inner labia and the inner walls of her pussy in every possible direction.
After what seemed like an eternity to the whimpering teenager, the man began to withdraw. He kept his head low. He jack-knifed at the waist.
He lifted his taut buttocks high in the air. He pulled out of her cunt just as slowly and patiently as he had first penetrated.
He didn't stop withdrawing his dick until the little girl's stretched inner cunt lips were once again gripping at the ring of scar tissue at the base of his glans.
He then took a deep breath, paused, grunted out the air, and stabbed down with his ass as hard as he could. Kim Soo's eyes opened wide.
The whites were visible all the way around her emerald green pupils. Her eyes bulged. She felt pressure behind those orbs. She thought they were going to come popping right out of their bone sockets.
She let out a grunt of her own - as the sudden violation seemed to knock all of the wind out of her lungs. She was more shocked than hurt.
Her mouth fell open. The pretty little black haired girl was astonished. She had no idea that her cunt could go from completely empty to completely full with such rapidity.
General Yang fucked very slowly at first. He moved his hips from side to side almost as much as he moved his cock in and out.
He rode her pussy high so that the top of his dick stem could give maximum direct stimulation to her love button at the top of her slash.
He was in the middle of his third stroke when Kim Soo felt the massive explosions of ecstasy filling her pussy. She screamed aloud with joy.
Her pleasure was absolute. She forgot about the pain she had experienced. That was all behind her. She thought only of the liquid fingers of bliss that coursed the length of her backbone.
She could tell that this cum was different from the chloral climax she had experienced earlier. It was shorter and sharper than the first cum she had known.
Yet it still spread to fill all of the nerve-endings in her body - except those that had been completely numbed by Kim Soo's stringent bondage.
But the best thing about the new kind of orgasm was that it did nothing to stifle her urge to fuck. The come only made her want the sadist's cock meat that much more.
She could tell that she was going to come more than once - and her womanly intuition told her she was going to orgasm so frequently during the course of the forced hump that she wouldn't have a chance to count all of her climaxes.
General Yang steadily picked up the pace of the fuck as he went along. He pulled on it slowly and stabbed inside hard. The fuck began to make wet, sucking noises.
Kim Soo wished she could move her arms and legs. It wasn't that she wanted to escape. She wanted to cross her ankles at the small of his back with her knees pointing in opposite directions as she clawed at the rippling muscles between his shoulder blades with her dainty fingertips - thus clutching at her lover with all four limbs at the same time.
Kim Soo could feel her inner labia being stretched far outward and pushed far inward by the movement of his cock. She was glad that her pussy had thoroughly lubricated itself before the fuck. She was sure that the inside of her cunt would have blistered from the friction if the man had tried to rape her while she was as dry as a bone. She realized that her arousal was nothing to be ashamed of - but rather a defense mechanism designed to minimize the black haired teenager's discomfort.
She could feel her little man in the boat - at the very top of her twat - being battered back and forth by the top of General Yang's cock shaft.
Her clitoris was being smacked bark and forth rhythmically by the movement of his dick - as if it were a punching bag being worked over by a particularly talented boxer.
General Yang looked down between their bodies. He could see that he was getting the blood from her busted cherry on his meatloaf.
The masked Communist could see that his dick was wearing a crimson coat. The blood was gathering most thickly in a ring around the very base of his tool of masculinity.
His balls flopped back and forth.
His testicles swelled.
The temperature of his semen rose.
Approached boiling.
He could feel the tickle forming - then growing - at the base of his dong.
Soon that tickle would be a fiery ball of sexual anxiety!!
Kim Soo snapped off her second magnificent cum of the fuck.
Then her third. Then she stopped counting her climaxes.
Numbers no longer seemed very important to the pretty girl.
Only the intensity of her sensations had any significance.
Kim Soo figured she wouldn't have been able to count them anyway.
Her small deaths began to overlap, and flow into one another.
It felt as if she were having one continuous orgasm, rather than a bunch of smaller climaxes strung together.
She could tell that the spasms and convulsions of bliss were not going to stop until the man ended the rape with the spilling of his thick seed inside her cunt.
She yearned to free her hips so she could thrust upward with her loins each time he slammed down with his thick cock.
Kim Soo could hear her tormentor moaning and groaning. His exclamations of passion were getting louder.
His cries of pleasure were rising in pitch - and the little girl could tell that he was approaching orgasm. She could tell that they had reached the homestretch of the fuck. General Yang could tell this also. He knew that he wouldn't be able to fuck for much longer at all without shooting his wad. He shifted his hips into high gear - and then into overdrive. He moved his ass up and down so fast that his taut buttocks were a blur to the naked eye. He fucked her cunt with reckless abandon. Kim Soo had her eyes closed so tightly that her eyelids were wrinkled and her long black eyelashes were crushed against her high cheekbones. Her usually beautiful facial features were contorting horribly with the intensity of the pleasure she was experiencing. Kim Soo couldn't help but wonder if it were possible for a little girl such as herself to pass out from raw pleasure. She certainly felt as if she were going to lose consciousness if the man didn't shoot his silver seed inside her soon.
Kim Soo had discovered that she could use the muscles inside her pussy.
She clenched down with those muscles each and every time the sadistic masked man withdrew with his dick.
She tugged his cock. Sucked it. She made her pussy feel as if it were trying to suck the semen right up out of his dangling scrotal sack.
Kim Soo could feel a combination of blood and natural lubrication rolling in a steady flow out of the base of her gaping poontang.
The pink solution rolled over the inch-long patch of mucous membrane in between the base of her pussy and her asshole. The stuff rolled over her anus itself - and then deeper into the cleavage between her slightly parted ass cheeks.
She could tell that the puddle on the torture table was still growing larger - but now it had changed color, stained with the blood from her popped cherry.
Then General Yang rammed the entire length of his cock into her cunt.
This time he kept it there.
He arched his back sharply, lifting his masked head and muscular shoulders.
Kim Soo could feel his cock get a little bit harder.
A little bit longer.
A little bit thicker.
She could feel her taut inner cunt walls stretching further.
She could feel the entire length of his dong spasming.
Convulsing.
"CCCCUUUUMMMMIIIINNNNGGGG!!!" General Yang screamed at the tops of his lungs. Tung Ng shuddered and spilled his own cream all over his pumping right fist.
CHAPTER FOUR
Kim Soo could feel herself snapping off her umpteenth - and last - come of the fuck.
She was pleased to find that it was the longest and most intense she had known.
It came at the same time as the masked sadist's. They orgasmed simultaneously.
She felt as if there were only one climax - and the two of them were sharing it.
The spasms in her cunt and the convulsions in his cock were in sync with one another.
Then the passion was over. The man fell limp atop Kim Soo. All of his muscles relaxed. He pressed the full weight of his upper torso down onto the little girl's chest.
Once again her perky, youthful breasts were pressed flat against his tight chest.
The masked man could feel her erect nipples throbbing against his hairless skin.
Kim Soo found that it was once again practically impossible for her to breathe.
The masked sadist caught his own breath before lifting his body up off of her.
Kim Soo could feel his cock losing its urgent rigidity inside her straining cunt.
Finally, the sadist pulled his bloody dick out of her ravaged cunt.
He got off the table, the tip of his prick drooping in between his thighs.
Kim Soo found that she couldn't see very clearly for a couple of seconds.
Her swollen eyes had welled with tears during her many blissful cums. She had to blink a couple of limes to clear her vision. She looked at his cock. She could see all of the blood on his prick.
She winced at the sight.
She could feel blood drying and coagulating in the crack of her sweet ass "Tung Ng!"
"Yes, General?"
"Help me unchain her," the General ordered.
"Yes, sir."
Kim Soo that there was no further reason to bind her. She was exhausted. She couldn't have put up a struggle even if she wanted to.
Her hands and feet were uncuffed. Tung Ng massaged the little girl's fingers and toes to help the circulation of blood to return to normal.
"Now slave, you will come here and lick my cock clean," General Yang said. He stood on the packed dirt with his feet shoulder-width apart.
He pointed with a right forefinger at his cock. Kim Soo thought she would be disgusted at the thought of licking up her own cunt blood - but she wasn't.
Her training toward being a sex slave was already well under way. She was looking forward to tasting her own blood, blood that signaled the end of her precious childhood. She sat up on the table. She could see that the insides of her thighs were splattered. She tried to stand up beside the table but found that the muscles in her legs weren't working properly. She fell to her hands and knees. Kim Soo tried desperately to stand up - but failed. Finally, she crawled on her hands and knees over to the general. She knelt up so that her face was directly in front of his crotch. She decided to start licking at the base of his dwindling cock - where the blood was garnered most thickly. The blood was brown with coagulation. Kim Soo quickly discovered that she had to make her tongue stiff and pointy at the tip so she could flake the dried blood off of the base of General Yang's cock shaft. She didn't stop licking his cock until he was as clean as a whistle and the only thing making his genitalia wet and shiny was the hot spittle that spilled from the beautiful teenager's slightly curled tongue tip.
"Stay on your knees, cunt," General Yang said.
Kim Soo looked up at his mask with sincere eyes. She felt unadulteratedly subservient. She was awaiting further instructions.
"I want to find out if you are good enough to be my outhouse," he said.
Kim Soo tilted her pretty head a little to one side and frowned.
The pretty little girl was confused- She didn't have the slightest idea what he was talking about.
"I want to find out if you are good enough to be my toilet," General Yang said.
Kim Soo could see that Tung Ng was in the corner cleaning his cock and hand with a filthy rag.
"You see, little cunt, my bladder is very full. I would like you to open your mouth now and drink my pee right down," General Yang said.
"Anything you say, Master," Kim Soo said subserviently. She tilted her face upward toward the ceiling of the underground torture chamber.
She looked at the tip of his cock. She noticed that the color of his dick lightened when it was not fully engorged with the blood of his arousal.
She relaxed the muscles at the sides of her face. Her jaw still ached a little bit. She had been grinding her back teeth together as his cock plowed her pussy.
She allowed her jaw to drop so low it threatened to lock in the open position. She could feel the skin at the corners of her mouth stretching tight.
General Yang reached down between his legs with his right hand. He held the base of his cock shaft with his thick, string fingertips.
He lifted the head of his cock a little bit. He had been telling the truth. His bladder was full. General Yang almost always had to take a wicked piss right after he got laid.
He opened the flood gates.
He began to pee.
At first the sadistic masked Communist missed the little girl's gaping open mouth on purpose with his hot, yellow stream of pee.
He allowed his steamy golden urine to splash all over the pretty little girl's oval-shaped kisser.
Kim Soo closed her eyes lightly - knowing instinctively that it would burn horribly if the man got any of his piss into her green eyes.
General Yang then re-directed his aim so that his piss was going directly into Kim Soo's mouth. She gagged at first, but quickly managed to relax the muscles in her throat.
The teenager quickly learned that she could allow the pee to flow down her throat without really swallowing - just like the teenage boys in Phuc Yen had done when chug-a-lugging plum wine.
She was a good slave She drank down every drop.
When his pee was over he jiggled his dick, bouncing up and down on his toes a little bit in the process.
The last droplets of golden shower from his urethra sprinkled down upon the little girl's lovely face.
General Yang then leaned forward and grabbed Kim Soo under her arms. He pulled her up to her feet.
He held in place long enough to make sure that the little girl's legs were strong enough to support the weight of her body. She struggled to keep her balance when he let go of her, but she did not topple back down onto her hands and knees.
"Now you are going to get a chance to experience Tung Ng's cock," General Yang said. "Are you going to like that, slave?"
"Oh yes, Master. Very much indeed," Kim Soo said.
"But Tung Ng is a strange man," the general said. "He only likes to fuck little girl's in the hole he has in common with them."
"I like to fuck assholes," Tung Ng threw in - when he could see that the teenager once again didn't have the slightest idea what the masked man was talking about.
"But before your asshole can be fucked, your colon has to be purged of all of its poisons," General Yang said.
"You are going to have to take a huge enema!" Tung Ng once again translated.
Kim Soo didn't know what an enema was either. Such things were unknown in the tiny peasant village - only a few miles from the North Korean border - where she had grown up.
"I will take you over to the sink in the corner," General Yang said. "And everything will be made clear to you."
The stone sink in the corner of the torture table was even connected to an upstairs water heater. Standing beside the sink was a pole mounted on wheels.
Attached to the top of the pole was a large black rubber bag. Dangling from the bottom of the bag was a long rubber hose. Attached to the end of the hose was a nozzle that had been made to resemble a human skull.
"You see, Kim Soo, this bag is going to be filled to the brim with hot steamy water. This nozzle is going to be inserted up inside your ass. As you can see, the nozzle is thickest at the tip and skinniest at the base. When the nozzle is shoved brutally up your asshole your sphincter muscle will grip the skinny base - thus locking the thick tip inside. It will take a sharp tug to get the nozzle out of your asshole once it has been deeply inserted. It will also work as a plug to keep the water inside you. All of the water will go up your ass. Something terrible will happen to you if you let any of the water leak out of your ass before I give the word. You must take every drop. Your bowels will be stretched further than you would have thought possible. You will have to shit worse than you have ever had to shit before - but I will not let you shit. You will beg me for mercy. You will beg me to kill you, just to get you out of your misery. You will bloat and cramp. But - at the same time - you will find that the pressure in your cunt and the pressure in your bowels will grow at the same rate. You seem like a rare slave to me, and it has been known to happen that subservient females have shit and cum at the same time after receiving one of General Yang's enemas. After you have shit out all of the water you will be chained back onto the table and Tung Ng will plow your butt," General Yang said.
Kim Soo could see a clamp on the dangling hose and correctly assumed that it was there to keep any of the water from dripping out through me nozzle prematurely.
Kim Soo stood and watched as the masked sadist removed the bag from the top of the pole. He unscrewed the cap at the top. He tilted the bag to the brim with water.
The water was steamy Just short of scalding.
He filled the bag all the way to the top - so that it would have overflowed if he had tried to add another drop. Steam rose from me bag even after the cap was put back on.
"You will stand facing the torture table," General Yang said. He held the little girl by the shoulders and moved her so that the backs of her thighs were pressed against the front rim of the stone sink.
CHAPTER FIVE
Kim Soo did as she was told. She leaned forward and placed her palms on her smooth knees - spreading her fingers apart.
She kept her knees straight and moved the balls of her feet far apart on the floor. Her toes clutched desperately at the packed dirt. Her toes were turning white from the pressure the little girl way putting on them.
She raised her ass cheeks high in the air. The crack was parted. Tung Ng stood next to the wall facing Kim Soo. He watched her ass and her pussy.
Kim Soo bent forward at the waist so far that Tung Ng had no trouble seeing her entire poontang from the rear. Kim Soo could feel her asshole tingling.
She had been feeling horny in the ass all day. She wondered if Tune Ng had the ability to read her mid - or if his anal fetish was merely a coincidence.
General Yang massaged the little girl's ass cheeks. He rubbed his fingertips lightly - almost gingerly - over her smooth buttocks at first.
Then he massaged the cheeks, working his strong fingers through the flesh, kneading the flesh - as a baker would knead unrisen dough in preparation for the oven.
"I want you to tell me how you feel," General Yung said.
"I feel a little frightened," Kim Soo said with a shiver.
"That is understandable." Tung Ng said with a laugh.
"Shut up, you imbecile. I like this one," Yang exclaimed.
Kim Soo could feel the tops of her ears burn when she heard that.
It was the first encouraging thing she had heard in 24 hours.
"What else do you feel?" General Yang said in a soft voice.
"I feel kind of horny," Kim Soo said after a pause.
"Tell me where you feel horny?" General Yang queried.
"Sort of like all over from my waist down," she said.
"Do you feel horny in your pussy?" Yang inquired.
"Yes, but mostly in my asshole," Kim Soo confessed.
She saw no reason to keep secrets from her sex master.
"Good, good. Let's have a look at that asshole," he said.
The man dug his fingers into the crack of her ass deeply.
"Oooooh, I can feel you touching it!" Kim Soo said.
Her voice rose with pleasure and her anal "I am going to pull your ass cheeks open," Yang exclaimed.
And he did, as far open as he could possibly get them.
"OH! I can feel the skin - the crack stretching," Kim Soo said.
Tung Ng's eyes went wide as he saw the puckers in the little girl's asshole being smoothed. Her sphincter looked swollen with arousal.
Kim Soo could feel her rectum opening and closing rhythmically - in sync with her racing heartbeat - looking like a winking nether eye.
Tung Ng licked his lips.
"I feel horny up inside my asshole too." Kim Soo said.
"How deep?" the evil masked man inquired softly.
"Way up into my lower belly. I need something," she said.
"You need cock meat!" Tung Ng said with a crude slobbering noise.
"Shut up you puddle of monkey vomit," Yang screamed.
"Sorry," the assistant to the sadist said subserviently.
"That's precisely how you are supposed to feel," he said.
Yang continued to hold the little girl's ass cheeks open as far as they would go. He clutched the rubber hose at the base of the skull-shaped nozzle with the other.
He ran the thick tip of the enema nozzle up and down the crack of the pretty little girl's ass. She shuddered and moaned each time the nozzle made direct contact with the mucous membranes of the mouth of her rectum.
He then moved the skull all the way from the top of Kim Soo's ass crack to the base of her pussy.
Tung Ng's hot masturbatory session had done little to appease his horniness. His afterglow had been mild.
The glow had already worn off - replaced with his rekindled lust. Tung Ng could feel the ache returning to his balls.
He could tell that it wouldn't be long before the blood of his anal passion began to pump back into the head and shaft of his cock.
General Yang stopped moving the nozzle when it was pressed snugly against the little girl's sphincter.
The masked sadist then rammed the thick skull head deep into Kim Soo's bung hole - and she grunted.
General Yang rammed the thing in deep with a single snap of his thick wrist, pushing past the sphincter.
Kim Soo could feel the skull head pushing past the light tube of muscle at the mouth of her rectum.
She could feel the skull pushing right up into her bowels. Her sphincter muscle gripped the skull's neck.
Nothing hut the rubber hose was visible sticking out from between the little girl's parted ass cheeks.
The sadistic Communist released his grip on the little girl's ass cheeks, and they closed around the hose.
General Yang then removed the clamp from the hose and the water began to flow into Kim Soo's ass.
Kim Soo shivered and shuddered violently as the temperature of her entire body seemed to rise suddenly.
The pretty little black haired teenager could feel thick gooseflesh forming all over her hourglass figure.
As she bent forward at the waist, her breasts looked even larger than usual, dangling from her chest, the force of gravity in their favor.
Kim Soo's first instinct was to shit the water right back out - but she knew that this would be a horrible mistake.
She remembered that something horrible would happen to her if she failed to take the many quarts of water.
She wondered if the task were impossible. There certainly seemed to be more water in that rubber bag than could possibly fit up inside her ass. She decided to give it her best shot - but she could feel despair, gloom and hopelessness creeping into her racing heart.
Her muscles began to tense up on her all over involuntarily.
Once again her jaw clenched light so that her pearly white teeth were exposed, her jaw ached, the muscles at the sides of her face protruded, her eyes closed tightly so that the lids were wrinkled, her eyelashes pressed her cheekbones, her usually smooth forehead furrowed with tension and her lip pulled back into a tight grimace. Her face was hot. Sweat oozed from each and every one of the little girl's pores.
Kim Soo could feel the blood of feminine passion rushing to her pussy flesh.
Both her inner and outer poontang lips were swelling with great rapidity.
Her many folds of pink quim flesh were hurriedly approaching engorgement.
Her little man in the boat stood at attention, visible to Tung Ng.
Her natural lubrication flowed plentifully, moistening her thighs.
She could feel the pressure in her bowels and the pressure in her pussy rising at the same rate.
She was starting to think that it was indeed, possible for a little girl to cum and shit at the same time.
She was even starting to think that it was going to happen to her.
Kim Soo quickly had to learn which muscles to relax and which ones to tense.
She felt just like she did after eating too many mangoes from the forest.
Once, she had, had a similar sensation after ingesting three whole pomegranates.
She tensed her sphincter muscles tightly around the skull-head nozzle's neck.
The little girl concentrated on relaxing the muscles astride her bowels.
Her colon felt full, and she began to stretch to accommodate the H20.
That was when the real pain began to strike - and her sweat turned icy cold.
She looked down through teary eyes and was shocked by what she saw.
The pretty black haired girl could see her usually flat abdomen bloating outward.
She could feel her knees shaking. The muscles in her legs melted to liquid.
She had to concentrate so hard that she couldn't even scream aloud with pain.
She snuck a peak behind her and looked at the large rubber enema bag.
Kim Soo felt a sinking feeling in her heart and her stomach just then.
The bag was still a full quarter full with water. She had a long way to go.
Time was grossly elongated. Her pussy felt ready to explode. Her clit wanted to pop.
After what seemed like an eternity, the bag was finally empty. She had done it!
Kim Soo had taken all of the water. She was jerking with her horrible cramps.
She felt as if her jaw would fall off from the tension in her lower face.
She could feel tears rolling through the sweat on her high cheekbones.
Kim Soo felt as if she were going to burst. She wanted to die. But she made no noise.
General Yang was proud of the pretty little girl's courageous behavior.
He could tell that he had found a rare slave - one that made him happy.
She was a trooper, and she seemed to enjoy the pain and humiliation he inflicted.
The masked man was starting to think that he would keep the cunt around for awhile.
He decided that he wouldn't just snuff her out, like he did with most of them.
She would be fun to have around, and she could offer him much pleasure.
General Yang had never felt so compassionate - at least not since his accident.
He was starting to think that there was something wrong with him.
The evil Communist hated his own emotions. He always found them quite bothersome.
Then the man grabbed the hose at the base of the skull-shaped nozzle.
He clutched the hose hard, so that all of his knuckles turned white.
General Yang made sure to stand off to one side so that he wouldn't be in the way. He knew that Kim Soo was about to make a big smelly mess all over the stone sink.
The man pulled the nozzle out with a single flick of his wrist.
Kim Soo found that this hurt even more than when he rammed that thing inside.
The little girl could feel the mouth of her rectum being pulled grossly outward.
She feared for a moment that he would tear her asshole from the cleavage between her ass cheeks.
"You may release the water now, Kim Soo," the masked man exclaimed.
The little girl figured these had to be the sweetest words she had ever heard.
Kim Soo could tell that her clit was about to explode with orgasmic bliss.
She relaxed the ring of muscle at her nether eye for the first time in ages.
At the same time she clamped down on all of the muscles astride her bowels.
Kim Soo could feel her asshole dilating and blustering painfully.
The little girl heard herself make a thunderous farting noise that filled the room.
The sound of her humongous fart echoed against the chamber's stone walls.
The stained enema water shot out of her asshole like a geyser, into the sink.
The pungent scent of Kim Soo's inner bowels filled the underground room.
Tung Ng did not mind the smell of that enema water at all. He rather liked it.
The little girl could feel her clit convulsing. She wanted to touch herself.
Her hands were free. She wanted to diddle her love button with her finger.
But she correctly assumed that touching herself in an impure manner was a punishable offense in the torture chamber. Besides, she didn't want to go blind.
She orgasmed anyway.
She shit and climaxed simultaneously - just before her knees gave out and she crumbled to the floor in front of the sink.
CHAPTER SIX
Naturally, it was Tung Ng's job to clean up the mess the little girl had made.
He had to clean up her ass and the backs of her legs. He washed out the sink.
For a man of his size, Tung Ng was very strong. He had no trouble lifting the girl.
Tung Ng gathered Kim Soo in his arms once she was all cleaned up and fresh.
He could tell that the little girl could not walk on her own. She was too weak.
He knew that he wasn't supposed to be too cruel to her. The Master liked her.
He carried Kim Soo over to the torture table, clutching her to his chest.
He set her down gently, and told her softly to roll over onto her flat belly.
Kim Soo did as she was told. She could feel her breasts being pressed flat.
The black haired girl could feel her hard nipples throbbing against the wood.
Kim Soo knew that her hands and her feet were once again going to be cuffed.
She voluntarily moved her arms over her head - so they wouldn't be yanked again.
She spread her feet apart so that her toes pointed at the corners of the table.
The balls of her feet faced the skulls dangling from the chambers ceiling.
Kim Soo's chubby little toes curled under and clutched at those balls.
"Before you get a taste of Tung Ng's cock," General Yang said. "There is one more test I want to put you through."
This was news to Tung Ng, who looked at the general with a thinly disguised expression of disappointment on his handsome Chinese face.
"Before you get buggered brutally, I am going to give you a taste of the whip. You are the sort who just might enjoy this!"
The masked man walked slowly and deliberately over to the long table along the wall of the chamber where he kept his extensive whip collection.
He chose a simple whip - less cruel than some, but handy and comfortable in the palm. It was a riding crop - just like the ones used by America by jockeys to beat the crap out of the haunches of their mounts during nose-to-nose homestretches at the flats.
The masked Communist held the horse whip in his right hand. He clutched it so tightly that his knuckles turned while. Tung Ng knew that the little girl's ass cheeks would get very hot from the beating, and he thought about how they were going to feel against his loins as he reamed her.
General Yang moved to the side of the torture table. Tung Ng had administered all four of the cuffs so the little girl was once again chained stringently in the spread-eagle position, only this time on her belly, so she didn't have to look up and see the human skulls that dangled from the ceiling. General Yang raised his right arm high over his head. His teeth were bared through the hole in his mask. His pitch black eyes were burning with the combination of lust and ire he felt at that moment. It had been a little Nationalist Chinese bitch that had taken his handsome face - and he knew he would never get sick of revenge. He would not let his emotions get in the way. He would keep her alive because she was a masochist and he would not disfigure her because she was too beautiful. But he would never stop hurting her. He would train her to love the pain more than anything else in the whole world. He knew that this would not be a difficult task. He could tell that she was intrinsically subservient and submissive. She was already most of the way toward being an unadulterated sex slave.
SMACK!
General Yang brought the riding crop down across both of the little girl's ass cheeks at the same time. She let out a loud scream of pain.
SMACK!
Kim Soo could feel every nerve-ending in her entire body being affected by the blows. Her muscles twitched with her extreme agony.
SMACK!
The little girl could tell that angry red welts were being raised on her smooth buttocks. The flesh there was being badly ravaged.
SMACK!
The pretty little teenager could feel fresh tears welling in her almond-shaped eyes. Her eyes were still swollen. Her cheeks were once again wet.
SMACK!
Kim Soo could tell that her ass was going to be plenty sore for a couple of days after the whipping. She wondered if it would ever stop being sore.
SMACK!
Kim Soo thought of herself carrying around pillows with her for the rest of her life, just so she could sit down on her agonized ass cheeks.
SMACK!
This time the masked Communist brought the horse whip down across the backs of Kim Soo's knees, where he knew the pain would be fresh and particularly sharp.
SMACK!
He whipped her thighs. Kim Soo could feel the nerve-endings in her ass numbing from the abuse. The sharp pain there transformed into a dull ache.
SMACK!
The ache in the little girl's buttocks - just like all of the other aches she had known blended with her ache of desire. She could feel her asshole swelling with arousal. She could feel her sphincter burning with yearning. She could feel a maddening itch deep inside her bowels - an itch that only Tung Ng's big cock could scratch properly.
SMACK!
The pretty little black haired girl stopped screaming with each savage blow. She began to make gurgling noises in the back of her throat. These sounds would soon become moans of pleasure.
SMACK!
General Yang kept hitting the little girl in places where he had not hit before. He figured it was a waste of time to strike her in places where her nerves were already deadened.
SMACK!
Kim Soo moaned with pleasure. Her aroused brain was translating the pain into pleasure. She could no longer wiggle her fingers and toes.
SMACK!
She could tell without looking that her fingertips and her toes had turned a deep purple color. She was hardly aware of her discomfort.
SMACK!
Kim Soo could feel the desire up inside her ass getting a little worse with each blow. She no longer just wanted to get fucked in the ass - she NEEDED to get buggered brutally.
SMACK!
"Oh yes, I love it! I love it! Harder!" Kim Soo cried out at the tops of her lungs in a shrill voice that hurt the masked man's sensitive ears.
With that he tossed the whip aside.
He was bored with whipping her. It wasn't as much fun once she stopped screaming in pain and started to beg him for it. The whip scuttled across the dirt floor into a corner near the door that led to the hall of cages, where past victims still breathing, were kept for Tung Ng's amusement.
"She's all yours, Tung Ng," General Yang said with a smile. Tung Ng was very pleased to hear that. He once again had a full-fledged erection. He was more than ready to plow the victim's tight rear-end.
Kim Soo thought about what was about to happen to her.
She hoped that her ass turned out to be, as elastic as her pussy.
Tung Ng was already naked. He was glad that he had jerked off earlier.
He knew that would help him elongate the act. He knew that he would be able to fuck the little girl's asshole for a long time before he had to worry about ending the act with the spilling of his seed deep inside her bowels.
He climbed up on the table.
He knelt between Kim Soo's thighs.
He touched her ass cheeks with the tip of his right forefinger. Just as he had anticipated, it was very hot from the savage whipping she had taken only moments before.
Tung Ng sat back on the balls of his feet and began to stroke her numbed ass cheeks. She whimpered.
The handsome Communist turned his fingers inward and his elbows outward, pointing in opposite directions.
He dug his fingertips into the crack of her ass so that his middle fingers touched her throbbing bunghole.
He pressed his fingertips into the flesh - pushing it - on either side of her pulsating sphincter muscle.
He then began to pull her ass cheeks apart - and she could tell he wasn't going to stop until they were as far apart as they could go.
He parted the cheeks slowly and ceremoniously - as if he were pulling apart the sections of a ripe and sacred fruit.
He didn't stop separating the buttocks until the skin in the crack was as tight as that on a drum-skin.
Kim Soo could feel some of the puckers in her nether eye being smoothed by the almost gross separation of those globes of womanly flesh.
Then Tung Ng did something that Kim Soo had not anticipated. He parted his lips and stuck out his tongue as far as he could get it.
He lowered his head. He concentrated on making his tongue as pointy as possible at the very tip.
The handsome Communist moved his mouth to within a fraction of an inch of the small of Kim Soo's back.
The little girl could feel his hot moist breath in between her kidneys, just before she felt his hot wet tongue touch her in between the dimples at the top of the crack of her ass.
Tung Ng drew his pointy taster tip deeper into the cleavage in between her buttocks, flicking back and forth quickly yet gingerly.
He moved his tongue a fraction of an inch at a time - and Kim Soo could tell that he wasn't going to stop moving until he was licking her asshole itself.
The pretty little girl could feel the sexual anxiety in her rectum growing in leaps and bounds!!!
She could feel her anal tensions taking quantum leaps toward saturation. His tongue touched her bunghole.
She shivered and tensed. The handsome Communist flicked the tip of his tongue all around her tight anus.
It was so cute and so pink and so frightened. Tung Ng thought the head of his cock would explode at any second.
His boner was wagging before his loins as he knelt on the torture table between Kim Soo's thighs.
The tip of his cock was snapping upward, striking his belly well above the navel, as he leaned forward.
The base of the man's wrinkled scrotal sack was resting on the hard wood. His testicles were throbbing.
Tung Ng licked at her anus more enthusiastically than before. He used the flat part of his tongue to lick across the hole. He lowered the start of each stroke - licking at the base of her pussy and her anus at the same.
He licked her nether eye until all of the delicious anal flavor had been licked away. He then stiffened his tongue and placed the lip at her asshole's center.
Kim Soo could tell that the man wanted to drive his taster right up into her ass so she concentrated on relaxing her sphincter.
This was not difficult for her to do. Her asshole was exhausted by the enema. She could no longer tense that muscle tightly - even if she had wanted to.
Kim Soo moaned deeply as she could feel her sphincter opening to allow the tip of Tung Ng's taster inside. The tip of his tongue entered easily. He pushed his tongue right up past the tight tube of muscle at the mouth of her rectum. Tung Ng could feel his tongue entering the softer - more elastic - flesh of the little girl's inner bowels. He wiggled the tip of his tongue around playfully, touching different internal spots with varying pressures. He then worked his tongue in and out of her ass - as if he were fucking her with it. But it didn't take Kim Soo very long at all to figure out that Tung Ng's tongue was neither long enough nor thick enough to satisfy her anal cravings. She knew that this was only a tease. It only made the maddening itch worse. She knew, more than ever, that only his fat prick could appease her backdoor yearnings.
Tung Ng pulled his tongue all the way out of her asshole.
He knelt up straight on the table, throwing back his shoulders.
His cock pointed slightly upward as it wagged before his abdomen.
His balls hung low. Tung Ng spit saliva onto his cupped right palm.
He then began to smear the spittle all over his masculine tool.
He applied extra saliva to the head of his cock - where its lubricative quality was most essential.
Tung Ng once again pulled her ass cheeks as far apart as he could get them.
He got prone on top of her, his glans pushing into her buttocks' cleavage.
He ran the tip of his cock slowly up and down the crack of her ass.
He stopped his cock head when it was poised at the mouth of her rectum.
He adjusted his hips, moving his cock shaft to the appropriate angle.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Kim Soo could tell that her asshole was about to open further than it had ever had to open before.
The pretty little girl could easily tell that the head of Tung Ng's cock was thicker than anything she had ever struggled to force out of that hole.
The handsome Communist began to press down with his ass. Kim Soo could hear herself panting. She could feel her cunt once again drooling onto the table.
Just as happened when General Yang was about to pop her cherry, Tung Ng had to push down a long time before the little girl's asshole began to open up for him.
He had to grunt and jerk downward hard with the lower half of his body to get the tip of his cock into her hole.
He could feel his foreskin being peeled back away from his glans as he pushed. He could feel his cum heating up inside his scrotum. Kim Soo thought her bunghole was going to tear open at any second. Her anus was gripping the base of the man's pushing, throbbing glans.
She felt now as if her anus had been stabbed with a red hot poker. She felt completely fucked. All three of her holes had been violated with cock meat during the course of the long torture session.
The penetration came slowly. Once again, the little girl could tell she was going to be stroked in places she didn't know she had.
She could feel the tip of his cock push past her tubular sphincter and into her bowels. The worst was over. Her face was very red. Her facial features were contorted. Her breaths became increasingly short and close together. Her heartbeat raced. Sweat oozed from all of her pores. The man shoved hard and the tip of his cock found the focal point of the little girl's anal desire deep inside her colon. He kept pushing until the entire length of his cock was inside her.
Tung Ng gyrated his hips, probing at her bowels with the tip of his tool. He could feel her innards pulsating against his lance.
Kim Soo quickly discovered that she could use the muscles inside her ass in much the same way she had used the muscles inside her pussy and gullet.
She contracted those muscles rhythmically - or rather they did it on their own. The little girl could not have stopped those contractions, even if she had wanted to.
Then he did begin to fuck.
He pulled out almost all the way.
Then he stabbed harshly back inside.
Kim Soo could feel a ripping inside her. She could tell that some of her soft internal tissues were being torn by the impaling spear.
Kim Soo could tell that - for the second time since she entered the room - a man's cock was making her bleed internally. She knew that Tung Ng's dick would have blood all over it by the time he was through buggering her deeply.
She could also tell that she was about to discover a third form of orgasm. She wondered if it were possible to learn more about sex in a single day than many women learned in a lifetime. She wondered how much the ass fuck would have hurt if she hadn't been given the enema first. She wondered if she would ever see the outside of that torture chamber again.
Kim Soo's asshole was grossly stretched outward and pushed inward by the motion of his cock. The blood and saliva were the only lubricants. Her inner ass did not lubricate itself naturally like her pussy. But her ass was relaxed out of exhaustion, and the Communist found the ride down Kim Soo's poop-chute rather smooth nonetheless.
His cock tip smacked again and again at the focal point of her anal desire, until her bowels convulsed with orgasmic pleasure.
This cum did not emerge from her clit. It did not come from the spot near her dimpled cervix. It came from inside her ass, and the physical pleasure spread outward until it enveloped, all of her functioning nerve-endings.
She could feel the man's loins slapping at her ravaged ass cheeks.
She could feel his balls throbbing against the slightly curled back outer edges of her inner cunt lips each time his dick was all the way up her butt.
"OH GOD! OH GOD!" she screamed.
Tung Ng just laughed and fucked harder.
At that very moment the sun was setting in the western Chinese sky. Only three miles from the Communist death camp was a small village.
There, a pair of nationalist secret agents discussed the following day's activities. They were a man and woman team - posing as husband and wife.
Actually they were military commandoes. The next day they were, spearheading a major invasion of the Communist camp where Kim Soo was being tortured.
The man was named Ma-kin Tar and his partner was referred to only as Sookie. There were Nationalist troops stationed a few miles down the road. The following morning Ma-Kin Tar and Sookie would investigate the camp and learn the spots where it was most vulnerable. They would relay word to the troops and the appropriate battle plan would be put into action.
"We are acting more and more like a married couple," Sookie said.
At that moment she was sitting on Ma-kin Tar's lap. They were gazing into each other's eyes.
"Do you think we will ever wipe out the Reds?" Ma-kin Tar asked his beautiful partner and lover.
"Do you want to know the truth or do you want to hear a lie," Sookie said. The twinkle left her beautiful eyes for a moment.
Sookie was a tall woman with long legs. She did not look extraordinary, but was actually both an expert in modern weaponry and martial arts.
She was pleasing to the eye - but she was the last person a Communist would suspect of being a spy. Sookie had learned many valuable pieces of information using her feminine charms in the three years she had been working against the Communists.
"I want to hear the truth," Ma-kin Tar said. He was the most respected agent working for the Nationalist military. He had been through missions that most considered suicidal. With the exception of several bullet wounds to his shoulder and thighs, he had survived each of those missions unscathed. He had cat-like quickness and could fire a small hand gun with the accuracy of a scoped rifle.
"I think we should move on. China is lost." Sookie said. "It will never be the way it was. Mao is too popular. Too powerful. Soon he will not only have wiped us out - but he will have wiped out all memories that we ever existed.
"Should we get a boat for Taiwan?" Ma-kin Tar asked. He always looked to Sookie for major advice. She was very wise, and more mature than him in many ways. He knew she would be the most respected agent working for the Nationalists if it weren't for the fact that she was a woman.
"That depends," Sookie said. "Do you want to continue the fight?"
"Of course," Ma-kin Tar said. His cock was hard inside his trousers.
"Then we should go to Korea," Sookie said. "But not until we take care of the last of these camps. I know they will just be rebuilt, but it makes me sick to my stomach each time I think of the horrible things that happen in them. They say Hitler was bad. They should check out what Mao is doing to our country."
"Could we not think about it anymore? I think I have thought politics and oppression too much today."
"You have something pressed against my ass," Sookie said. She knew what her handsome partner wanted.
"You know that happens every time you sit on my lap," he said.
"Would you like a blow job?" Sookie asked, licking her lips.
"For a little bit. But don't make me cum," Ma-kin Tar said.
"No?" Sookie asked, tilting her head a little to one side.
"No, I want to cum inside your pussy," Ma-kin Tar replied.
"Ummmmmm, you have read my mind," Sookie said. She got off his lap.
She knelt on the wood floor in front of his chair. Her nipples were erect. She untied his pants and he lifted his ass so she could pull them all the way down around his ankles. The second his pants were down, he spread his legs as far as he could get them, pointing his knees at opposite walls of the farmhouse. His cock was sticking straight up in the air at the ceiling. Sookie kissed gingerly up and down the insides of his thighs.
She massaged his balls with her fingertips. She placed the tip of her tongue on his scrotum and flicked back and forth lightly and quickly. She licked at his balls with the flat part of her tongue until the entire bag was wet and slippery with the hot spittle from her equally hot oral cavity. She sucked his balls and then began to flick her tongue up and down the underside of his cock shaft. She rolled her tongue lazily over his cock head, using her right thumb and forefinger to peel his foreskin downward. Sookie flicked the tip of her tongue across the little hole at the tip of his prick. He whimpered with pleasure and found it increasingly difficult to keep the lower half of his body still.
The woman then relaxed the muscles at the sides of her face and dropped her jaw so that her mouth fell gaping open. She took the head of his cock in her mouth and began to suck gently. She cupped his balls in the palm of her left hand and squeezed them as she sucked his purple glans. She pumped his cock with her right fist. She didn't have to do this for very long at all before the man could feel the tickle of sexual anxiety forming at the base of his cock shaft. He stopped her and stood up from the chair. They drew the curtains and each took off all of their clothes.
Sookie led Ma-kin Tar to the bed. She got on her back. She placed two feather pillows on top of one another and punched the top one with a tight fist to make an indentation for the back of her head. Ma-kin Tar sprawled at her side and pressed against her, his cock and balls still dripping with Sookie's hot saliva. He could feel the heat radiating from her body. He pressed his mouth over hers. They kissed with only their lips for a second, writhing them together. Sookie could feel an ache in her loins. She could feel a pressure in her lower belly. She could feel a tingling on the insides of her thighs. She could feel her breathing being affected by her arousal. Her heartbeat quickened. She was panting. They touched the tips of their tongues together, then rolled them together sensuously - quaffing cheerfully of each other's spittle.
The kiss lasted for a long time and they were both breathless with passion by the time it was complete. The man moved His mouth to the side of the woman's neck He kissed and licked and bit his way up and down the side of her neck. He flicked the tip of his tongue back and forth across her dangling earlobe - and then explored the inside of her ear with a bold and curious taster. Sookie shivered and felt the gooseflesh form all over her long body, right down to her toes. She began to rock back and forth, shifting her weight from one ass cheek to the other. At first the woman stretched her long legs out in front of her - keeping her ankles and her knees close together.
She then placed the balls of her feet flat on the bed and raised her knees in the air. She parted her thighs to a ninety degree angle - and then a little more to an obtuse angle. She could feel the cheeks of her ass and the lips of her pussy parting in the process. She could see her rather large tits heaving up and down on her chest along with her rib-cage. The man kissed her tits sensuously. He parted his lips and stuck out his tongue as far as he could. He placed the tip of his taster on her right nipple and flicked back and forth. He covered her nipple with saliva before taking it into his mouth and sucking it. He drew at her feminine erection and flicked the tip of his tongue across the rosebud at the same time.
He sucked at both of her nipples for a long time and then placed his hands over her tits. He spread his fingers apart so he could clutch her breast flesh completely. He began to move each of her tits in slow sensuous circles. He pressed her tits together so that the cleavage between them was deep and they were slightly flattened at their sides. He crawled down toward the foot of the bed and moved so that his face was in between her legs. He was on his belly on the bed with his feet dangling off the foot. His toes were pointing downward toward the floor. He kissed the insides of her thighs. He placed the palms of his hands on the backs of her thighs and pushed upward so that her feet came right up off the bed.
She drew her knees toward her chest and curled into a ball. The back of her head and her shoulders pressed more firmly than before against the pillow. Her ass cheeks rolled up off the bed. The weight of her lower body was on the small of her back. Her ass was in Ma-kin Tar's face. He pulled her ass cheeks apart and ran the tip of his tongue up and down the crack of her ass. He rimmed her bunghole clean. Sookie could feel the little glands deep inside her vulva secreting her natural lubrication. She could feel her slippery cunt juice pooling at the base of her poontang, at the mouth of her hungry fuck hole in between her inner cunt lips.
The man allowed her feet to lower back down to the bed after he licked her asshole clean. With his elbows pointing outward he pressed his fingertips against the outer lips of her pussy. He pulled them open. He placed the tip of his tongue at the base of her cunt and began to flick up and down the outermost edges of her vulva. He licked at her outer labia, between the labia and then at the outer edges of the inner lips. He licked at the sides and above her little man in the boat. He stiffened his tongue and plunged it deep into her fuck hole. He wiggled his tongue around inside her cunt so that the lady secret agent could feel her sexual tension growing by leaps and bounds. He peeled her clitoral foreskin away from her love button and placed the tip of his tongue on the center of her womanly pleasure. He rolled her clit in a small circle and then flicked hack and forth across the fiery bulb.
He only had to do this for a matter of seconds before the woman was bucking wildly on the bed in orgasmic ecstasy. He could feel her feminine ejaculatory fluid squirting from her urethra onto his lower lip. He licked across her love button with the flat part of his tongue, pressing her clit against the base of her pubic bone. He then sucked and licked at her clit at the same time not stopping until her cum was through. He pulled his face away from her cunt and crawled on top of her so she could feel the entire length of his throbbing prick pinned between their lower bellies. She licked his face clean. Sookie had known for years that she enjoyed the flavor of her pussy's juices. The man lifted his loins and got up on his toes. He supported the weight of his upper body with his stiff left arm and reached back with his right. He used his right hand to guide the tip of his cock to its mark. He slid the tip up and down her slash and then stopped when his bulbous glans was throbbing at the mouth of her fuck hole.
He slipped into her.
She wrapped her legs around him.
She wrapped her arms around him.
She clutched him with all four limbs at the same time.
He began to fuck.
She began to cum.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Sookie could feel her man's cock stretching at the back wall of her pussy as the mouth of her fuck hole clutched his rod at the hilt.
He fucked her smoothly and steadily, and she moved her hips in sync with his, thrusting upward each time he stabbed his tool into her.
Their loins slapped together as the fuck began to make wet sucking noises. M -kin Tar fucked faster and faster until they were slick with sweat and both moaning with their shared joy.
"SO GOOD! OH GOD! I CAN'T STOP COMING! I'M GONNA DIE! I'M GONNA DIE! MA-KIN TAR! I CAN'T STOP COMING! OH NO! FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARDER! SO FUCKING DEEP!" Sookie screamed. She was out of her mind with pleasure and hardly aware of the vulgarities she exclaimed.
Then Ma-km Tar felt his masculine sexual arousal reach the saturation point. He could tell that he could hold himself back no longer.
He rammed his cock completely into her, stuffing her twat with his turgid meat.
They came together and cried aloud together. Then his cum shot down the shaft of his cock. His urethra dilated. He spewed the sperm. He filled her quim with jism.
She unwrapped her legs from his back, still squeezing at the sides of his hips with the insides of her long, slender thighs.
They fell silent and still on the bed.
The man waited until they had caught their breath. He then pulled out of her and curled at her side.
"We had better get to sleep. We have a busy day tomorrow, and we have to get started before the sun comes up," Sookie said.
The Man couldn't help but agree. Soon he was snoring with his head on Sookie's shoulder.
Tung Ng could feel the tip of his cock spasming against the deepest, smelliest core. He could feel her asshole pulsating against the base of his dong.
He arched his back and lifted his head away from the space between her rather sharp shoulder blades. He hollered with his manly bliss.
Kim Soo could feel the entire length of his cock spasming against her internal bowel tissues.
He fell on top of her as his jism shot boiling through his cock meat and into her butt. Kim Soo could feel her bowels' convulsions and the spasms in Tung Ng's cock blending together so that the pretty little girl could no longer tell them apart.
He could feel all of his muscles relaxing at the same time.
He found that he could once again fill his lungs with air.
Kim Soo could feel his cock losing its urgent rigidity inside her.
He pulled out of her slowly - so her sphincter wouldn't slam shut.
"May I let the slave lick my cock clean?" Tung Ng asked the general.
"No!" General Yang said firmly. "You go now. Beat it."
"Must I leave?" Tung Ng asked. He had sorrow on his face.
"Yes, I will take care of her from here on out. Your job is through."
"But I thought I would get her when you were done with her?"
"Not this one, Tung Ng. This one is different," the general said.
"I see," Tung Ng said. He climbed off the torture table.
"Get dressed and get the hell out of here before I pluck out one of your eyeballs and eat it like a hard boiled egg," General Yang said.
Kim Soo whimpered on the table. She could feel a trickle of blood from her asshole dripping down into her pussy.
Tung Ng got dressed and left. The girl was alone with the man in the mask.
General Yang removed the cuffs that held her wrists and ankles in place.
But he did not leave them off for very long at all.
He merely flopped her onto her back and re-administered the bondage.
"Now we are going to play a game, won't that be fun?" the masked Communist said in a muffled voice.
"What kind of game?" Kim Soo asked. Her words were slurred. Her tongue felt thick and sore inside her mouth.
"We are going to find out just how much I can fit can fit inside your cunt. We will start with my fist," he said.
Kim Soo could feel all of the blood draining from her face when she heard those words. She could tell that she was turning as white as a ghost. Her hot perspiration turned icy cold. The man walked over to the long table on the other side of the underground torture chamber and fetched a single black leather glove - which he put on his right fist. He opened and closed his fingers with the glove on so Kim Soo would be able to see what he was doing. He then found a tube of lubricant jelly, usually used for motors. He smeared the jelly all over the black leather glove. He moved to the foot of the torture table and leaned forward. He ran his gloved fingertips up and down the insides of her thighs, and then up and down the outer lips of her cunt. He pushed the tip of his middle finger - his longest finger - in between her inner labia where her cherry had been only a few hours before. He pushed his middle finger up inside her as far as he could - turning his palm and the inside of his wrist upward toward the dangling skulls.
He searched for and found her cervix with the tip of his middle finger. He pressed against the puckered mouth of her womb as hard as he could.
He pushed his forefinger inside.
Then his ring finger.
Her fuck hole stretched open as he parted his fingers a bit. Her inner cunt lips were gripping his stiff digits at the third knuckles.
"No," she said.
"Don't tell me no, cunt," he said.
"You'll kill me," she said.
Her voice was filled with despair.
"But what a way to go," was all the general had to say.
He added his pinky. He cupped his palm. He pressed the tip of his thumb against the very center of his gloved palm. He pushed his fingers together as tightly as he could get them.
He changed the position of his bare feet on the dirt floor.
He stood with one foot in front of the other for better balance.
He straightened his right arm. He wanted to get the full weight of his body behind the penetration effort.
He began to push and Kim Soo could feel her pussy hole being stretched open much further than it had been to take his cock head.
Sweat poured from her brow down to her eyes. She screamed in agony - sounding as if she were being skinned alive.
General Yang did not stop pushing until his entire hand was inside her cunt hole and her inner cunt lips were struggling to clutch him at the wrist.
Kim Soo was breathing as if she had suddenly developed a serious case of asthma. She was having trouble getting fresh oxygen into her bloodstream.
She knew the worst was yet to come.
General Yang began to close his fingers. She could tell that he wasn't going to stop closing them until his gloved hand was clenched into a tight fist up inside her.
Kim Soo prayed that she would die right then and there so she wouldn't have to suffer through any more abuses. She didn't want to be a sex slave. She just wanted to be dead. Her heart and her belly were filled with despair. Her brain was filled with hopelessness. She was more convinced than ever that she was never going to leave that creepy room alive.
She felt faint.
Dizzy.
Then General Yang began to twist his fist around inside her cunt, and this hurt so much that the pretty little girl lost consciousness. She passed out from the pain. General Yang straightened his fingers and pulled his hand out of her cunt. He unlocked the four cuffs that held her limbs stringently in place. He then sponged her off, cleaning blood away from her pussy and ass. He lifted her off the table and carried her into the hallway of cages. There were three empty cages, and General Yang chose the one closest to the torture chamber. The monsters he kept in there grunted and moaned at him. Some were blind and none of them were able to speak.
The General locked Kim Soo in her cage and put on his clothes. He would have more fun with her in the morning. There was no telling how long it would be before the next group of victims arrived so he could have fresh cunt meat to play with. He stepped out into the Chinese night air. He sensed no danger. He had no idea that there would be a raging battle at the death camp.
CHAPTER NINE
Kim Soo woke in the middle of the night sometime - and it took her a long time to figure out where she was. The little girl was curled up into a ball on the dirt floor of her cage. She was near the back wall, away from the door, the hall, and the bars that held her in. Kim Soo was first aware of her pain. Even before she realized exactly where she was, she knew that she was in severe discomfort.
She could feel something crusty in between her legs. Then she remembered. She remembered everything all at once - and she wished she hadn't. Ignorance was bliss, as far as this little girl was concerned. She realized that the crusty substance she was feeling between her legs was blood, coagulated blood that had dripped from between her grossly stretched and thoroughly engorged inner labia during the savage fist fuck General Yang had administered earlier. Kim Soo sensed that she was not alone. There was no light whatsoever in the hallway behind the masked sadist's underground torture chamber. The pretty little girl with the long black hair could not even see her hand in front of her face.
Then the little girl could hear soft moaning somewhere in the dark and she knew she was not alone in the dark place.
"Hello? Is anybody there?" Kim Soo said. But she only heard the same moaning. Whoever it was, wasn't about to answer her - although she didn't know why.
The little girl managed to stretch out her legs and roll on her belly. She couldn't sprawl on her back because of the whipping she had received from the masked sadist.
She wondered if she had a future. She wondered how long it would be before the sun rose. She wondered if she would even be able to see the light of the sun when it rose. For all she knew, she was in a place that had no windows. She crawled around on her hands and knees to figure out how big her cage was. It was about twenty-five square feet. She could tell which side had bars and which sides were made of stone wall. This told her little and she found the center and stayed. The little girl tried very hard to go back to sleep. She wouldn't have minded if she had gone to sleep forever at that point. Deep down in the pretty little girl's heart she believed that she had nothing to look forward to.
Kim Soo couldn't tell if she had gone to sleep or not, but the next time she opened her eyes she could see a ray of light coming through a small window near the ceiling of the back hallway. She sat up and looked around. She looked at the other girls in their cages, and she winced. She couldn't look at their faces. It was too horrible. She felt sick to her stomach suddenly and vomited in her cage. She was still heaving up the emptiness of her stomach's bile when the door opened and Tung Ng entered. He paid no attention to the other victims at all. Tung Ng went directly to Kim Soo's cage. He unlocked the door to her tiny cell and stepped inside. He leaned forward and grabbed Kim Soo under her arm. He pulled her to her feet and could see instantly that she wasn't going to be able to walk on her own. He lifted her up in his arms and cradled her rather affectionately to his chest as if she were as light as a feather. Still holding her, he closed her cage and locked it. He carried the pretty little girl into the torture room and spread her out on the table on her belly. He did not put on the cuffs. Instead he filled a bucket with hot water and set in on the torture table next to Kim Soo's round hips. He found some soap and a sponge.
"The general says that I have to bathe you thoroughly. He says that I should make sure that you don't get any infections," Tung Ng said.
Kim Soo could feel the hot moistness of the large sponge running up and down the ravaged flesh of the backs of her legs and her striped buttocks.
He washed her feet and her back and her neck. He washed her arms and tenderly cleaned her dainty hands. He then flipped her over on her back so he could wash her face, her throat, her tits, her belly, her abdomen, her sweet little pussy, and the tops of her legs.
He toweled her dry sensuously. Kim Soo saw that he was wearing his makeshift military uniform. She could see the bulge in the crotch of the trousers. Kim Soo could tell that she had nothing to look forward to except for another day of torture - no doubt even more cruel and painful than the day of torture she had already been forced to experience.
At that point the door to the underground torture chamber opened slowly, squeaking a little at its rather rusty hinges, and General Yang entered.
Kim Soo looked at his mask first. He was naked from the waist up. His muscles were rippling. His skin had a shine to it - as if it had been recently oiled.
"How are we feeling today, Kim Soo?" The evil general asked, feigning this friendliness. He tried to sound like a doctor greeting his favorite patient.
"I feel horrible. You made me so sore today that I can hardly move," Kim Soo said. "I don't think I will ever be able to walk again."
"Of course you will, my sweet, of course you will," General Yang said. He tried to make his voice sound soothing - but it still sounded muffled and far away.
"But I still can't feel very much in my feet. My toes are still completely numb," Kim Soo said - her voice filled with hopelessness and despair. She could already feel fresh tears welling in her almond-shaped emerald green eyes. She would have thought that was impossible. She couldn't believe that she actually had tears left. Her mouth was very dry. Her tongue was developing a nasty habit of sticking to the roof of her mouth. Her usually pearly white teeth felt as if they were covered with moss. Her throat felt as if it were coated with chalk dust. Her mouth felt as if the entire Red Chinese army had marched through it wearing their disgusting muddy boots.
The little girl said, "I'm thirsty."
She had been afraid to ask for water up until that point - thinking that one of them would just laugh and piss in her mouth or something else equally as gross.
But General Yang ordered Tung Ng to get the little girl a glass of ice cold water. Kim Soo sat up a little to drink the water, but she was so eager that at least a quarter of the water spilled onto her chin and then onto her chest - rolling down into the long deep cleavage between her delicious mounds of breast flesh.
"Since you have been such a good slave up until this point," General Yang said, sounding quite pleased with himself. "I have decided to give you a present."
"What sort of a present?" Kim Soo asked. She tried not to think about the throbbing she felt inside her ass, her pussy, and on the ravaged flesh of her buttocks.
"A little gold ring. I am going to insert it in your nipple, I think you will agree that it will look very pretty," General Yang said.
Tung Ng moved behind the masked man so that the pretty little girl on the torture table could see him. He laughed until he shook.
"Of course, before I can give you the ring, your nipple will have to be pierced, so I can insert it," General Yang said, acting as if such torture techniques were discussed every day.
"Would you like me to get something for you, General?" Tung Ng asked. Kim Soo could see that the bulge in the crotch of the man's trousers was getting larger and harder by the second. The thought of having a thick hard cock shoved up inside her sore cunt made the little girl feel as if she were going to throw up once again.
"Yes, Tung Ng. That would be very nice. I would like you to get me one of the gold rings from the jewelry drawer, the piercing needle, some cotton balls, and the glass jar of rubbing alcohol," General Yang said. The masked moved to the side of the torture table and ran the tips of his fingers over the little girl's nipples. He could see that they were hard and erect with fear. He used both hands so he could caress both of the black haired girl's feminine erections simultaneously. He could feel them getting harder and larger against his fingertips as he stroked them.
The man then got the little girl's right nipple in between his thumb and forefinger. He arched his fingers at the knuckles a little bit. He pinched at the nipple softly at first - and then harder until the rosebud was somewhat flattened in between the tips of his digits. He began to pull on her right nipple. The little girl could feel her face getting hot and she could tell that she was turning as red as a beet. Kim Soo could feel a straight line of perspiration beads forming across her forehead - preparing to drip down through her angular black eyebrows into her swollen green eyes. The perspiration was icy cold and it had the bitter, poisonous odor of burnt almonds.
The man began to pull her nipple. Once again he tugged lightly at first and steadily increased the pressure until he was tugging very hard. For a moment the pretty little girl thought that he was going to tear her feminine erection right off of the tip of her delicious boob.
He pulled until the skin all around the nipple was taut. He made the breast look a lot pointier than usual. He then released his grip and allowed the frightened rosebud to snap back into place. Kim Soo looked at her right feminine erection and she couldn't believe what she saw. She was astonished. She could feel her eyes opening so wide that the whites were visible all the way around the pupils. The little girl couldn't stop thinking about the horrible faces on the little girls in the back room. She couldn't help but wonder if the masked man was going to make her look that way. She understood something about the masked man. She realized that he enjoyed making pretty little girls look just as ugly as he was.
The man soaked a cotton ball in rubbing alcohol and rubbed it all over the little girl's right nipple. At that moment the nipple was protruding almost a full inch from the tip of her tit.
The alcohol burned. The little girl squirmed her hands and feet were free. She could feel herself opening and closing her knees rapidly - looking very much as if she were trying to create a breeze that would fan the flame in her crotch.
She tossed her head from side to side. Her tits were slimy with sweat. Her boobs were heaving up and down on her chest along with her rib cage as she panted with her terror.
The man once again pinched her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He pulled up on the nipple and grabbed the long gold needle with his free hand. He moved slowly. Kim Soo was breathing at that moment as if she were purposefully trying to hyperventilate herself. Her stomach felt as if it were tying itself up into knots. Her heart was pounding. Her tummy felt as if it were filled with a million butterflies, all flopping around one another trying to get out. Kim Soo was smart enough to know that this was an illusion. This was a trick being played on her by her terrified nervous-system. She knew better than anyone in the whole world that her stomach was completely empty - and not filled with any butterflies at all.
The man ran the tip of the golden needle all over the little girl's ripe breast. Her breast was so firm and perky with youth that it didn't sag at all - in spite of the fact that she was on her back and the force of gravity was directly against it.
The man pressed the sharp tip of the needle into her tit at different spots - pressing hard enough to pucker the skin but not to break it. The masked sadist was smart enough to know that dread was a very important part of any torture. He would make the little girl wait for her pain. He knew the dreadful anticipation would only make the pretty little black haired girl's agony more intense. He then moved the tip of the needle to one side of the nipple. He began to press very slowly. Kim Soo could feel every muscle in her entire diminutive body tensing. She could feel her ravaged buttocks bouncing up and down on the hard wood of the torture table a little bit. Her fingers were opening and closing spastically - as if the little girl had suddenly developed a palsy. The tip of the needle pushed right into the diminutive slave's nipple flesh. She screamed in pain. The sound of her voice was shrill and hurt the sadist's ears. He pressed harder - and Kim Soo could tell that he wasn't going to stop pressing until the tip of the needle poked out the other side of the nipple - completely piercing her feminine erection.
She saw a bump on the other side of her nipple.
The needle poked through.
She whimpered with agony and closed her eyes tightly.
She prayed she could pass out.
She prayed she could die!
CHAPTER TEN
The Nationalist troops were marching on the death camp at that very moment.
The sun was still low in the east, in the eyes of Communist guards.
Ma-kin Tar and Sookie had visited the camp before the first light of dawn.
They had checked the place out daily for almost a week, at different times.
They had concluded that an attack at dawn would be the best of all.
Naturally, they decided to attack from the east end of camp.
The camp was surrounded on three sides by a deep forest.
The Nationalists had to approach through the thick foliage.
This made the going slow. Ma-kin Tar and Sookie was near the front.
Sookie was the only woman there, and she was aware of the eyes on her.
She knew there wasn't a man in the whole troop who wouldn't fuck her.
Ma-kin Tar was weary. He felt as if he had seen too much war.
He had been hoping that Sookie would want to go to Taiwan.
But if she wanted to go to Korea - he would go with her.
He loved the bitch too much to leave her behind for peace's sake.
Inside the underground torture chamber Kim Soo was whining.
She had no idea that a rescue force was on their way at that very moment.
The masked sadist pushed the needle all the way through her nipple.
He slid the needle back and forth. Kim Soo made gagging sounds.
She felt as if she were about to go into a severe case of the dry heaves.
She could see the flap of nipple flesh through watery eyes running back and forth on the needle. The man moved the needle back and forth in this manner so the hole he had made with his piercing wouldn't have a chance to close before he could insert the little girl's golden ring. Kim Soo was surprised to find that there wasn't very much blood at all. She would have thought there was going to be a lot more than there actually was. Only two rivulets of crimson rolled down the rounded base of her delicious right breast.
The man then pulled the needle all the way out of the little girl's tit.
He found the ring sitting on the table next to Kim Soo's arm.
He quickly wiped all of the blood away from her tit with a rag.
He opened the ring and worked one end through the hole he had made.
She tensed and shuddered as he clasped the ring shut in the hole.
He then twisted the ring a little and stood back to admire his work.
"Now doesn't that look pretty?" the man said. "I deserve something for giving you a present."
"What would you like, Master?" Kim Soo asked subserviently.
"I think a nice blow job would be in order," the masked man said.
Tung Ng recognized his cue and helped the little girl off the table.
The masked Communist undid his pants and pulled them down to his ankles.
His cock was already semi-erect and it was getting larger all the time.
General Yang was getting hard just thinking about the girl's hot mouth.
He did think the gold ring was pretty. He only pierced a choice few slaves. His favorites of course.
The little girl dropped to her knees before her grotesque sex master.
She began to lick lightly at the base of his dangling scrotal sack.
She ran the tip of her tongue along the bag in between his testicles.
She gingerly sucked at each of his swollen balls for a long time.
She made wet sloppy noises as she sucked. She licked his cock shaft.
She used the flat part of her tongue to lap at his tool of manhood.
She licked at his dong as if it were a throbbing all-day sucker.
She rolled her tongue over the smooth skin that covered his purple glans.
She flicked the tip of her tongue lightly across his swollen urethra.
She could see the swollen lips astride, his piss hole opening and closing.
That tiny mouth was trying in vain to sing out with its desire.
Kim Soo relaxed the muscles at the sides of her flushed kisser.
She dropped her jaw and opened her mouth.
She felt her pierced nipple throb.
She cupped her left hand under his balls and took the base of his cock shaft in her right fist. She squeezed at both sensuously. She then took the head of his cock in her mouth. He moved his hands to the sides of her head. He wrapped his fingertips around to the back of her neck and pressed his fingertips into the flesh there so hard that she was in great pain. He moved his flattened palms over her cheeks and ears. He pinned her shell-like ears to her head so that it was very difficult for the little girl to hear anything at all. He began to press forward with the lower half of his body. He tensed the muscles in his ass cheeks and pressed his buttocks together as hard as he could.
He stabbed his cock into her throat.
She gagged horribly.
She tried to relax the muscles down inside her gullet.
But all of her efforts were in vain. Those muscles panicked.
Her eyes bulged and reddened. Her eyelids turned to sandpaper.
Her tongue was pinned to the bottom of her mouth - atop her salivary gland - by the girth of the man's throbbing purple cock head.
Her lips gripped desperately at the ring of scar tissue at the base of his cock head. She could feel his swollen balls pulsating against the insides of her fingers and her cupped left palm. She could feel the veins that protruded from the shaft of his cock throbbing against the inside of her right palm. She began to pump his cock. She could feel the head of his cock pushing deeper into her throat. She managed to move her knees back on the packed black dirt. She straightened her neck so he would be able to fuck her pretty face with greater ease.
She could tell that he wasn't going to stop pushing until his cock was all the way down her throat.
"Get on your hands and knees as I fuck your face," the masked man said.
Kim Soo did as she was told.
"Now arch your back and get your ass up in the air," he said.
Once again Kim Soo obeyed the order quickly.
"Move your knees apart as far as you can get them on the floor," he said.
It hurt to do this but the little girl managed.
"Perfect. Now Tung Ng is going to take your ass," he said.
Tung Ng's eyes lit up. He pulled down his pants and quickly knelt at the little girl's rear.
Tung Ng spit a thick glob of saliva onto the palm of his right hand. He opened her ass cheeks as far as he could get them with his left hand, tugging the buttocks open until the skin in the crack was tight. He then smeared the slippery saliva all over the crack of her ass, making sure there was extra at the mouth of her rectum. In this position the little girl's tits looked even larger than usual. Her nipple throbbed worse than before. Tung Ng rammed a slippery right middle finger deep inside the little girl's ass. He pushed his finger in as far as he could get it - until he could feel her sphincter muscle gripping the digit at the third knuckle. He wiggled the tip of his finger around inside her ass and then worked it in and out - fucking her in this manner. Tung Ng pulled his longest digit all the way out of the little girl's bunghole, and raised that finger to his nose so he could smell the scent of her inner bowels. Feeling impulsive, he plunged that finger in his mouth and sucked it clean. He then spit fresh saliva onto his fingertips and smeared it all over his boner. He pulled her ass cheeks open again and ran the tip of his cock up and down the crack of her ass. He stopped when the head of his cock was poised at the mouth of her rectum. He tensed the muscles in his own ass cheeks and began to press forward with the lower half of his body. He could feel the ring of tight muscle opening to take him. He could feel his foreskin being pushed back onto the shaft of his dick by the little girl's puckered sphincter muscle. She was about to be fucked with two cocks at the same time!
The man took a deep breath and stabbed the head of his cock right up past her tight tube of sphincter muscle - right up into the soft, elastic flesh of her inner bowels.
He kept pressing until every inch of his cock meat was inside her ass, and her asshole was gripping his dong at the base.
Kim Soo could feel his black pubic hair pressing against the top of her ass crack and she could feel the man's dangling scrotal sack resting against the slightly curled back outer edges of her inner cunt lips.
Two cocks.
Two sadists.
One slave.
They began to fuck.
They fucked in sync with one another.
They pulled out together.
They pushed in together.
They even kept in rhythm with one another as the tempo of the double-fuck gradually increased its rapidity.
Then General Yang pulled back with his hips so that only the head of his cock was inside the little girl's oral cavity.
She could feel the head of his cock growing larger and harder against her lips, her inner cheeks and her tastebuds. She could tell he was about to shoot his wad.
General Yang tensed and arched his back.
He threw back his head so that the face of his mask was toward the skulls dangling from the ceiling of the torture chamber.
He screamed with pleasure.
He shot his cream.
He filled her mouth.
She puffed out her cheeks.
She began to swallow.
Cum oozed from the corners of her mouth and rolled down onto her chin. She could feel Tung Ng's cock spasming up inside her ass. He let out a scream of his own and filled her colon with his slippery silver seed.
It was at that point that General Yang and Tung Ng could hear the gunfire beginning above ground level outside.
Kim Soo could not hear the gunfire - because the masked sadist's hands were still clasped over her ears.
"We have trouble," Tung Ng said with a worried expression on his face.
There was a battle raging outside. The general pulled his cock out of the little girl's mouth abruptly. He reached down and pulled up his pants.
Tung Ng pulled his slimy cock out of the little girl's asshole and got dressed as well. Outside the Communists were doing very poorly. The Nationalist Troops had stormed the camp. It looked as if the attack was going to be a success. Sookie could tell that the Communists had been caught by surprise. She could tell that the battle would be over in less than an hour. Ma-kin Tar and Sookie headed for the building that housed the underground torture chamber. General Yang, armed with a pearl handled revolver, came charging up the steps to the ground level of the building. When he got to the top of the stairs he found himself looking in the eyes of Tung Ng.
Ma-Kin Tar confronted both Communists at the same time.
He managed to fire first - and his aim, as always - was true.
The bullet went in Tung Ng's right eye and came out the back of his head.
The wound was gaping in the rear, and the wall was splattered.
Sookie was right behind Ma-kin Tar and fired a quick shot of her own.
General Yang let off a shot that struck Ma-kin Tar in the shoulder.
But Sookie's gun inflicted the most cruel wound a fraction of a second later.
She shot General Yang low, the bullet bursting the sadist's scrotum.
General Yang fell to the floor and writhed in pain, clutching his crotch where his balls had once been.
EPILOGUE "Shall I take him out of his misery?" Sookie asked Ma-kin Tar.
The Nationalist was clutching his wounded shoulder. It was just a flesh wound, nothing that wouldn't heal quickly.
"Nah," Ma-kin Tar said with disgust in his voice. "I want to see the Communist bastard die slowly!"
Sookie and the man went down the stairs into the torture chamber.
They released the little girl that was bound to the torture table.
They found the cages in the rear and shot open the locks there.
Kim Soo was the only one of the prisoners who could still walk on her own.
Outside, the shooting had died down. The Commies were through.
The Nationalists had been victorious, for the time being. It was time for Ma-kin Tar and Sookie to head for Korea - where the real action would soon be.
