Allah Will Provide, part 2

by wetfly6969 (wetfly6969@aol.com)

Her privates were still a little sore and bruised, but it didn't
hurt like it had the day before.  Smoothing her dress, she looked
around at the barren room.  Even before her mother and sister
left for Damascus, they had to sell everything they owned just to
put food on the table.  She had only two dresses to wear and one
was torn.  Without her mother to mend it, she has to wear the
same dress everyday.  Ahmeed has only one pair of pants that will
fit him now and Hussein wears his hand-me-downs.

Life for many people they know is very hard, much harder than
when the Americans came to free them.  Sighing, she went out to
join the others.  There would be no breakfast today as they ate
all the food last night.  Omar will have enough milk for one
bottle.

"Good morning, Honey," she heard her father say putting the baby
back down to sleep.  She smiled before getting a kiss on the
cheek from him.

"When will you be going to the Americans?" Hussein blurted out
excitedly after seeing his younger sister entering the room.

"Now, boys, settle down, she just woke up.  Give her time to get
her day started," their father scolded, giving him the `evil'
eye.  Samirah smiled.  Last night she decided that she would go
back to the Americans for more money.  What they did to her was
painful, but not as painful as going without food and seeing her
family hungry.

Sitting on the cold, dirt floor, she glanced around at the empty
grand room.  Only one picture remains on the wall, that of their
mother.  The rest had been taken down to sell the frames long
ago.  She knew her father borrowed a lot of money from family and
friends and even owes several vendors money for food he got on
credit.  No one will allow him any more because they know that he
can not pay them back.

"I will be going into town to look for work again," Mustafa said
looking at his worn sandals, the top of one hanging loosely. 
"Looks like I won't be wearing these," he added dropping them to
the floor.  The children all watched as their father left
barefoot and with many holes in the back of his shirt.  Samirah
sighed.  She's got to do something to help the family.

"I will be going too," she said looking around for her sandals. 
She and Zafar were the only ones with shoes and hers were about
to tear at any moment.

"Are you going to the Americans?" Ahmeed asked smiling.

"Yes.  I don't even know if they will be there, but I will try."

"Can you ask them for chocolate?  I love chocolate.  Remember
when they first came here and gave out chocolate?  That was so
good.  I wish I had some right now!" Hussein said followed by the
cheers of Habib and Zafar.  It has been over a year since they
had chocolate and Samirah had to admit she missed it as well.

"I will ask," she said walking to the door.  Turning, she looked
at the hopeful faces of her brothers and smiled.  "I will bring
home money for us to buy food."

With trepidation she approached the river's bank where she
encountered the three soldiers yesterday.  No one was there. 
Glancing towards the thicket of trees not far away she wondered
if they were in there.  That's the place they took her to do
those bad things.  Swallowing hard, she stepped closer, hoping
they were there, but also hoping they were not.

She could hear the voices and laughter before she reached the
trees.  Taking a deep breath, she stepped closer, inching her way
deeper into the brush.  That's when she saw them in a clearing. 
Two of the men she recognized, but the other three she had not
seen before.  They were wearing the same clothes as the others
and all had big guns, so they must be soldiers.

She almost turned and left before they saw her.  The three men
were bad enough and really hurt her so five would be even worse.
She took one step backward, snapping a twig with her foot.  One
of the men turned and saw her and slapped one of the others. 
"Lookie what we have here," he said smiling.  The other four
turned and stared at her.

"Is this the whore you talked about?" one of the unknown men
asked.

"Yep, she's the one."

"Looks like she's back for some more American cock, aren't you
whore?" one of the men from yesterday said standing, followed by
the others.  Her heart began racing and she was so scared that
she couldn't move as the men approached.

"Well, if it's cock she wants its cock she'll get," another of
the unknown soldiers said grabbing her wrist.  One of the new men
picked her up and threw her over his shoulder before returning to
the clearing.  She could see the other four in close pursuit, all
smiling.

She landed on her back with a thump as the men began grabbing and
groping her.  She expected it and didn't resist.  Maybe if she
didn't fight, they would give her more money.  She could hear her
dress tearing as one of the overzealous men tried yanking it from
her without first unbuttoning it.  Her panties were jerked down,
as nails scrapped against her delicate skin, exposing her
privates to the men.

"Damn, look at that little crack," she heard one of the men
comment.

"She ain't got no hair yet!" another of the new men said standing
to unzip his pants.

"That's one sweet little pussy though," the last of the unknown
men said pulling the front of his camouflaged pants down past his
knees.  Her eyes drifted downward to his erect thing.  What did
they call it?  A cock?  "I can't wait to fuck it!"

"She's our whore so you gotta wait `til we're done with her
first," one of the men from yesterday said dropping to his knees
between her legs.  Raising her head, she watched as he pointed
his `cock' toward her `pussy' and rubbed it along her tender
crack.  She watched as he spit twice on it then closed her eyes,
lowering her head as she felt the tip pushing against her
sensitive hole.

There was movement next to her head and then something fleshy
began slapping against the bridge of her nose.  Opening her eyes,
she saw the second man from yesterday was slapping her face with
his cock.  "Open wide, whore" he said with a snicker.  She had no
time to react as the man on top of her suddenly lunged forward,
sinking several inches of his cock into her.

Her mouth flew open from the sharp pain and surprise, allowing
the second soldier to push his cock past her lips.  Leaning over
her, he assumed the push-up position and began thrusting his cock
to the very back of her throat.

The first man kept at her, pulling out a little before shoving it
deeper with every drive.  She was dry and his thick, hard cock
was scrapping her painful insides like sand.  She cried out as he
began pounding harder into her, but her sobs were muffled by the
cock ramming against the back of her throat.

"Jerk me off, slut," she heard someone say as her right hand
drifted upward and was suddenly filled with a fleshy tube.

"Don't listen to him, whore, just keep sucking, you're doing
great," the man above her called out.  Her left hand was pulled
from the ground and quickly filled with another cock.

"Hey, what about me?" she heard someone say from a distant.

"You'll have to wait `til there's an open hole," the man
`fucking' her said.  There are so many new words they are
teaching her.

"What about her ass?  Does she take it in the ass?" he asked.  "I
wanna fuck her in the ass!"

Samirah had heard that word before but didn't know what it meant.
 "I'm not sure, why don't you ask her?" she heard someone say.

"I would but she's got her mouth full," the other man said to a
round of laughter.  A hand meandered through the mass of bodies
on top of her and began pinching her nipple.  She groaned from
the pain.  "Hurry up will ya, I ain't had pussy in months."

"Fuck you," she heard.  "We're all going without pussy in this
shit-hole desert."

In spite of his comment, the man began thrusting harder and
faster until he let out several loud cried and stopped moving. 
She felt the twitching deep inside and the sudden rush of
wetness.  She was glad that he did that as it made it easier for
the next man to enter her.  When she's dry, it hurts too much.

Just as quickly as he entered her, he withdrew and the man with
his cock inside of her mouth jerked it out, leaving a sting of
spittle across her cheek.  The man with his cock inside of her
right hand quickly moved around and replaced him inside of her
mouth just as the second man got between her legs.  The fifth man
took her right hand and guided it to his hard cock

"Here you go, sweetheart," he said releasing her hand. 
Instinctly she began stroking his cock, as she was doing to the
one in her left hand and the new man in her mouth began thrusting
just as hard as the man on top.  She grunted as the longer cock
of the man repeatedly struck the back end of her tender pussy.

Closing her eyes, she remembered why she was doing this.  It's
for her family, for her brothers and her father.  Without doing
this, everyone will go hungry and the baby is so sick without
milk.  She gasped as the man fucking her began slamming harder
into her.  She couldn't cry out as the man thrusting his cock to
the back of her throat was choking her with it.

He began to moan and cry out as if in pain.  She wasn't sure why
he did that as it was she who was hurting.  She felt his cock
convulsing within her body and knew that he was putting more of
that slippery stuff inside.  Shuttering, he slowly pulled away
from her, leaving her with a brief feeling of emptiness.  That
feeling didn't last long as another soldier quickly replaced him,
sliding his erection roughly into her, eliciting a grunt.

"Let `er clean me off," the man who just fucked her said moving
closer to her head.  She looked at the slimy, wilting cock and
swallowed hard.  Pressing it against her lips, she slowly opened
her mouth, allowing him to push it inside.  The rotten taste
momentarily took her mind away from what the newest man fucking
her was doing.  One strong thrust reminded her of his activities
and she let out a soft moan.

Once his cock was cleaned, he backed away allowing one of the
other men to shove his cock inside of her mouth.  She gagged
right away as he didn't control how far he entered.  His loose
sack with large stones inside kept hitting her between the eyes
as the pumped his cock in and out of her mouth.

The man plunging wildly on top of her began to slow and snorted
through his nose as she felt his cock throbbing, spilling out
more fluids into her body.  Rolling off, he laid panting beside
her as the next man climbed onto her thin form.  She groaned as
he found her gooey hole and forced himself hard inside.  The last
man was pumping his cock faster into her mouth, gagging her with
each drive.

Fortunately, the man fucking into her didn't last very long.  For
her it seemed longer, but she knew it was only a few minutes at
the most.  That left only one left and she looked up at him as he
moved to get between her legs, stroking his cock a few times
before leaning forward.  Her face crinkled as she felt the
bloated head penetrating her, pushing another cock deep into her
body.

"Just one more," she softly whispered to herself as he began
pounding hard against her, sliding her a few inches backward with
every thrust.  She closed her eyes.  Her father will be pleased
when she gives him the money.  There were two more men than
yesterday so there should be more money.  He will be happy and
the family will eat well.

"UGGGGghhhhhhhhhh!" the man's shouting both startled her and
broke her thoughts as he smashed his thighs against hers.  She
felt the strong twitching deep inside of her pussy and knew he
was finished.  She let out a small grin as he began to soften and
slip from her stinging gash.

"I want to fuck `er again," she heard someone call out and she
panicked.  What if they all do?  She didn't think she could do
this again with all five of them.  She already is very sore and
feels raw.  She will not be able to stand much more of this
treatment.

"Naw, not right now.  We're supposed to be on patrol, remember? 
If we don't check in soon, they'll send out the troops looking
for us," one of the men from yesterday said to her relief.  
Sitting up, she felt a surge of liquids pouring from her painful
pussy and she just knew it was blood.  Reaching between her legs,
she scooped up some of the juice and was relieved to see it was
only the white stuff from the men and she wasn't bleeding.

She watched as the soldiers dressed and panicked as one started
to walk away.  "Wait!" she cried out.  What about the money?" she
asked, not wanting them to leave without giving her money like
they did last time.

"A true whore, eh?" one of the men from yesterday said laughing.
Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out two bills like yesterday
and dropped them to the ground near her.  The other four did the
same and she felt better.  Going through what they did to her
made it all worth while as now they'll have food to eat again.

"Do you have any chocolate?" she asked looking up as the last man
dropped his two bills.

"Chocolate?  No, not right now, why?"

"I'd like some.  And enough for my brothers as well."  The men
all looked at each other.

"If you want chocolate, meet us here tomorrow and I'll have some
for you.  Hell, you keep spreading you legs like that and I'll
bring you a whole fuckin' box of them!" he added to a round of
laughter.  She smiled now fully understanding what it was he
meant.

Standing in the river she cleaned off before putting her clothes
back on.  She'll have to mend her dress before tomorrow.  Her
privates hurt, but not as bad as it did yesterday.  Maybe each
time she does it, it will get better, she thought with a smile. 
Picking up the money, she examined one of the bills.  She wasn't
sure about this strange money but they all looked the same.

On the front was an old man with funny hair and the back had an
eye over triangle thingy.  The word "ONE" was on the front and
the back.  She smiled as there were 10 of these bills and her
father will be very happy.  Stuffing them into her pocket, she
rushed home to give her brothers the good news.  Tonight they
will eat again!

~ end of part 2

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