Allah's Army, Part 1 (M+g, military, jihad) by wetfly6969 (wetfly6969@aol.com) "Praise Allah," Abdul Hussian shouted out to the gathered mass crowed in the small assembly room. "I come to you with great news." The room slowly began to quiet down as he spoke. "The infidels who occupy our lands will soon be driven out, their health, morale and spirits broken by our latest weapon!" The room exploded in a round of shouts and applause, most shouting praises towards Abdul, the leader of their sect. He has come from the ranks quickly and now controls the Province which includes Baghdad. He allowed them to vent off, to shout words of encouragement and to rally the troops. The war isn't going well for the Taliban and they have tried everything to defeat the enemy. Several minutes past before the room became quiet enough for him to speak. "Please, allow me to introduce to you my new commander, the man who will return greatness to our people!" he shouts to more applause as the bearded man joined him on stage. He waited until they once again became silent. Mohammed al-Shaibani raised his hand to get the crowd's attention. "We are near the end of our invasion and we shall drive the dogs who occupy our great lands to the hell from which they come," he began. "In the past we have used explosives, sabotage, suicide bombers and ambushes with little success. We now have the ability to totally destroy our enemy from within and further destroy them once they are driven from our lands!" More shouting ensues. "We seek God's satisfaction. We seek victory first, and martyrdom in the cause of God second. You are well aware of what is happening against our people. This is clearly an injustice against the Arab and Muslim world!" he said to another round of applause and waited once more for silence. "We have rebuilt the training camps at al-Khalis to recruit and train our newest heroes and Allah's Army of destruction! We have a film to show you of our accomplishments," he said nodding to the man waiting in the back of the room. The video started and the room became quiet. The film showed the Taliban "training" dozens of young girls ranging in age from seven to 11-years-old while the narrator explained their actions as a legitimate means of attack against "infidels." The images showed the children reading from the Quran and an adult Taliban training the children. One slide shows a poster board with a naked young girl and the words "Killing a Spy" written in English. Dozens of young girls, each hand picked for their beauty, were being rigorously conditioned for their sole purpose in life. Allah will care for them and their families and they will be rewarded with infinite wealth once they've succeeded in their mission to destroy the invaders. "It is a factory that we built to teach the girls what they need to do to turn them into what we call Allah's Army," he said to the confusion of the assembly. The video became more graphic as images of the young girls engaging in sex acts in a classroom where lines of men were sitting in formations around each girl waiting for their turn with a girl. Each of the girls wore white band of Quranic verses wrapped around their forehead, and in the background were training videos of American pornography projected on every wall. As the video ended, most of the spectators were shocked into silence. "How will that defeat our enemy?" someone from the crowd called out. Al-Shaibani smiled. He knew there would be questions. "As you know, in our society sex outside marriage is strictly forbidden and punishable by death. For that reason we have very few prostitutes and women willing to risk prison or death to fornicate with the infidels. They are very far from home and with no women to satisfy their lusts, they are very frustrated but still they can fight. Our newest weapons shall be much like the Trojan horse and we will send them into their camps and allow them to fornicate as much as they wish with the girls until their lust is fully sated." "How does that defeat the enemy? It sounds like we give them what they want!" "The girls have all been injected with the deadly HIV virus and will spread the infection throughout their army and when they return home, they will further infect their women and soon their society shall crumble to dust!" A few murmured, others cheered but most remained quiet, unsure of this plan to destroy the Americans. Yes, they fornicate excessively, but to allow their girls, their children to play such a role? Is this the way to victory? *** Nuzhah stood outside the compound watching the armed guards pacing back and forth near the gate. Others were checking incoming vehicles one at a time for explosives or terrorists. Through the fence she could see many others, so many more, all with big guns and she became frightened. For months she trained for this so why is she nervous? This is what Allah wished of her. That's what the Cleric and many others told her she must do. There will be great rewards for her and her family. Taking a deep breath, she approached the check gate. "HALT!" the tall solider said towering over the timid eight-year-old. "Where do you think you're going?" "Inside," she replied smiling and adjusting her shemagh scarf. "You can't just go inside here little girl. This is a secured compound." Her smile never faded as a second and then a third solider approached her with caution. They knew all too well that the Taliban has been using children as suicide bombers and this little girl could be packing explosives. "We'll need to pat you down," the first solider said handing his rifle to one of the others. Spreading her arms out, she waited as the big solider began touching her stomach and chest before moving down her legs. "She seems clear," he said standing, "but you never can tell." Nuzhah knew what she had to do. She needed to get into the compound and allow as many soldiers to fornicate with her as possible or the plan will not succeed. Wiggling the top of her long, silk dress down, she let it fall to the ground around her feet. The three soldiers gawked at the small girl with shock. She was totally nude under her abayah and they weren't sure what to do. "I am here for you," she said smiling widely at the men. "Wh... what did you say?" The main soldier, Dan, asked stepping back a step. "I am here for you. For all of you," she repeated pulling her head covering off. It was for modesty and she no longer had modesty. The three men looked at each other with disbelief. One of the soldiers inspecting vehicles noticed the naked young girl and decided to find out what was going on. She was the first to see the new comer and waved to him with a smile. The others couldn't tear their eyes away from her slim, naked body. "What's going on?" he asked getting closer. She repeated her message to his surprise. In the three years of active duty in Iraq, not once has this ever happened to him. "Are you serious?" This can't be true. There's no way a young, pretty Arab girl would just walk up to the Green Zone and offer herself to them for no apparent reason. He glanced to the others before turning his attention to the girl. He smiled, not sure she knew what she was getting into. The garrison of American Troops, the battalion of American soldiers, the battalion of coalition forces from various allied armies and the newly enacted Iraqi army and police force are all housed within the four square miles fortress. "Are you sure you want to go in there?" the newest arrival asked bending over to see the girl at eye level. She nodded, ready to fulfill her destiny. Pulling her cloak up, he guided her by the arm through the check point, stopping to inform the other three men at the station what was going on. Their eyes lit up as it had been months since any of them had sex. "I'm taking her to FOB Prosperity," he said. "There should be enough room there for everyone," he said to a round of laughter. Pulling her further into the compound, many eyes turned to see the young girl being lead deeper inside and toward the Palace of Baghdad. *** "SOLDIER! Where do you think you're taking that civilian?" he heard his commander's voice from a distance. "Sir, to the Palace, Sir," he answered standing at the ready with the small girl next to him." "And might I ask why you're taking her there, Corporal?" "Sir, she offered herself to us, Sir!" The grey haired Sergeant Major looked at the soldier and then to the little girl. "What did you say, Soldier? She `offered' herself to you? Explain that." The older man stood silent as he told him of the encounter at the gate. Nuzhah listened and began to worry that the old man might make her leave and she wouldn't be able to complete her mission and her family may be punished. Sliding the silk from her shoulders, she dropped her dress and stood naked before them. The Major's eyes widened as he scanned her naked body from her ankles all the way to her small, oval nipples. "I am for you," she said smiling. "All of you." Staring with disbelief, he felt his cock stirring inside his pants. "You've got to be fucking kidding me, right?" he asked to no one in particular. "Is this some kinda joke, Corporal?" "Sir, no Sir," he replied still standing at attention. "Please, Sir, I will do anything you want of me," she said reaching out to feel his swelling bulge. It's been hell in Iraq and the fact there aren't any suitable women around, getting laid is next to impossible. He allowed the young girl to fondle his hard cock before speaking. "Why are you doing this?" She had rehearsed this, planned for that question and had been instructed on how to reply. "I am very thankful that you have come to save my people and want to show you how much I am glad you are here by giving you what you can not get while you are here." Other troops began gathering around them, all gawking at the nude child and wondering what was going on. "What exactly is it you're offering?" he asked wanting to make sure she knew what it was they were going to do to her. Reaching between her legs, she slid a finger inside of her crack before pulling it free. "I offer you this," she said displaying the juice on her finger. The crowd had nearly two dozen men standing around the trio listening to the conversation and a few were making comments about the young girl but all agreed they wanted to fuck her. She smiled knowing she was about to begin her mission. "Sir, can I take her to the Palace?" the original soldier requested. Looking around at gathered men all staring down at the young girl with lust in their eyes, he knew how he should answer. War is hell and the men haven't had any recreational time for months. "I can't guarantee your safety," he said staring down at the petite girl. "I don't need any. They can do whatever they want to me. That is why I am here." "Corporal," he spoke, "Take her to HQ for debriefing first and then have her transported to the Palace if she passes the tests we will put her through." "You mean the brass wants to fuck her before the enlisted men, right, Sir?" someone shouted from the back of the crowd. He looked around but didn't know who make the comment. "I want her checked out first. Go through medical. I still don't trust these damn Arabs so we've got to be careful. Have her tested for everything, including bio hazards." "Sir, yes Sir." "I'll make sure `brass' knows about her before taking her to FOB. Spread the word around the troops, I'm sure they'll want to know about this." Looking down at the frail child he smiled. "You're sure this is something you want to do. The men might get a little rough with you." Returning the smile she nodded. "It is what I am for," she replied overjoyed that the plans to destroy the infidels are going just as Allah desired. The Major watched as the young girl walked with four soldiers toward the medical building. He hoped she checked out okay as he wouldn't mind getting his fat cock into her sweet little pussy. It looks so tight and inviting. Shaking his head he made his way toward HQ to inform the other officers as it's been so long since any of them had pussy of any age. Stealing one more glance at the girl he smiled. Poor little thing, she's in for a hell of a ride. ~ the end of part 1 NOTE: The only reward we authors receive is knowing our work is appreciated... If you're enjoying the efforts of an author, please let them know!