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Subject: {ASSM} The Village Girl Alati, Part 2 of 3 {Mf, nc, humil}
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(c) 2009 Regina Lake

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents
are either the product of the author's disturbed imagination and are
used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual persons, living, dead,
undead or mostly harmless, business establishments, events, or locales
is entirely coincidental.

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Alati was roughly kicked awake while the sky was still dark. She hurt
in every inch of her skin. After last night's full body whipping, she
was totally exhausted but could not rest comfortably on any part of
her body. A physician had been sent to attend to her, administering to
her a pill which she was force-fed, not that she had much energy to
resist fully. Now she felt quite rested despite the welts on her body.

Her friends quickly helped her up as the soldier threatened to punish
them for tardiness, and they were set to making breakfast for the
march. Up till now they had been disoriented from the series of events
that happened the day before, and had not thought about what the
soldiers wanted with them nor what was going to happen with them. They
were virgins, and the soldiers had not used them sexually, but only
given them a taste of punishment. So what was their fate? Alati
wondered.

They were forbidden from speaking unless spoken to, as slaps and
verbal abuse made that clear. They silently served the soldiers
breakfast and lined up to be bound as before in preparation for the
march ahead.

All through the day and afternoon they marched, taking turns to carry
five-year-old Becki when she tired, finally reaching another suitable
camp site before evening set. Alati marveled at the pace the camp had
been torn down and set up, with tents that appeared from nowhere and a
fire set up almost immediately. Obviously their captors were from a
more technologically advanced civilisation. Dinner, however, was still
prepared in a more traditional way.

Alati had hoped that the last evening would be the last evening they
would suffer, and that tonight would be more peaceful but that was not
to be the case. The girls were rounded up again and Alati could see
her friend Seri trembling, while trying to comfort Becki. They were
all petrified.

"Are you hungry?" said one of the men at Becki. She hesitated as he
held a piece of roasted chicken in front of her. They had not eaten
the whole day. Finally Becki reached for the chicken, but the offer
was suddenly withdrawn, followed by raucous laughter.

"You will have to earn your own food tonight!"

Becki trembled both from fear and from hunger. Alati knew the rest
must be feeling the same vicious hunger from hiking the whole day, and
the cold night was beginning to envelop them. Food was important to
stay alive, but what would be the cost of eating?

The captain took out his cock. It stood erect, pointing at the girls.

"Take it in your mouth, suck it and lick it till I cum. And you have
to swallow my cum.. and if you try to do anything funny like biting
me, you all know what will happen to all the rest," the captain said,
indicating Alati.

The girls cringed at such a request.

"Come on, I'm offering all of you food and water!"

Finally Alati made the first move. Being the oldest of them all, two
months older than Seri, she decided that it was vital to get food for
them tonight, and that the responsibility was hers to secure the
food.

She moved towards the captain as the rest of the soldiers cheered and
made cat-calls. He motioned for her to remove her shift and to kneel
down in front of him. She tearfully but reluctantly did so in front of
his men, leaving her stark naked. The welts from last night were still
making her body.

She knelt down in front of him confused by what to do next. The
captain saw her indecision and decided to give her, indeed all of
them, an object lesson in sucking cock.

"All of you better listen and watch good, otherwise I'm going to give
that little girl the whipping of her life." The five-year-old was a
good hostage to threaten the rest. Becki was quickly gagged and
separated from the rest of the girls by 2 soldiers and dragged to be
tied up by a tree. With her muffled cries in the background, he
continued.

"Stick out your tongue and start licking me gently and kissing me.
Make sure you lick and wet every part." Alati was repulsed by what she
was doing but with both food and Becki's safety on the line, she
endeavoured to do her best.

"Oh yes! Now lick my balls," he said, and as Alati figured out that
his testicles were what he called "balls" and stuck out her tongue
further to lick it, he groaned.

"Now open your mouth and start sucking my cock into your mouth,
slowly, while licking the bottom of my cock with your tongue. Take it
all in."

She opened her mouth, careful that her teeth did not touch him, and
took him in, swishing her tongue in circles around him. She almost
gagged when his cock reached the back of her throat, and pulled out a
little.

The captain thought it was a good try for what seemed to be her first
time and decided not to punish her for pulling out. "Now use your
hands to massage my balls, gently. Pull your mouth out, and push it in
again all the way, and keep repeating."

As Alati continued to suck and lick and massage at a slow pace, his
desire to cum increased. He told her that he was going to take over
and that she should continue licking and massaging, and that she
should swallow any liquid he would spurt into her mouth.

Becki was given a hard spank at his signal, and her wail inspired
Alati to stay the course.

He grabbed her hair and began thrusting in and out of her mouth,
causing her to gag a few times. She tried to cope with his intensity
but it was getting too fast for her to lick, so she just made her
tongue stay in place.  After some time he came, spurting a strange-
tasting liquid into her mouth and shuddering. She swallowed as much as
she could and suppressed her desire to vomit.

"Now all of you have to serve us before you get to eat... just
consider this the first course," the captain said, as he pulled out of
Alati's mouth. The rest of the soldiers laughed and started forming
lines in front of the girls.  Alati was made to lick and suck more
cocks before the whole squad was satisfied. Roasted chicken and
potatoes didn't quite taste the same after, and all felt a little ill
after the activity.

It seemed the soldiers were turned on by making their captive perform
depraving sex-acts as they demanded not only blow-jobs, but also
wanted one of the girls play with themselves while they watched.
Looking at the blank stares of the girls, who did not understand, the
army physician was called upon to give them their first lesson.
Unfortunately he picked Alati, having remembered her for having tended
to her once.

"Tie her to me," he said to the troopers. "I'll give you all a lesson
about the female body." Cheers and shouts echoed around the place and
she was again stripped of her ragged shift, placed sitting in front of
the doctor on a chair. Her back was placed against the doctor's chest
and her arms were tied behind his back. Her legs were then strapped to
his legs so that when he opened his legs, her legs opened too. She
knew what she was showing the soldiers and she started crying from the
humiliation. The other girls were placed on front of her so they would
learn how to do to themselves what the doctor was going to do to
Alati.

Becki was again threatened with whipping if any of the girls did not
comply with orders or learn what to do.

The doctor decided to shave Alati to give everyone a better view of
her privates. Razors were produced and one soldier helped with shaving
her bare of hair, exposing her sex. He grinned as he did it, making
sure to touch and run his rough fingers across her sex often. The
doctor also helped by opening his (and her) legs wider.

Then he introduced the parts of Alati's sex, parting her outer lips
with one hand. His hands were rough and callused, and chafed against
her recently depilated skin as he ran his finger up and down the outer
and inner labia. Alati couldn't look anyone in the eye as he noted
that she was getting wet, which meant that she liked what she was
doing.

"Someone please hold a mirror slightly in front of her so that I can
see what she looks like now." A soldier eager for a close-up view
produced a mirror and knelt beside the, holding the mirror to the
doctor so that it wasn't obstructing the general front-view.  Alati
could see her sex was red, and that it was swollen."

"As you can see, the woman has three pairs of lips, one on her mouth
and two on her sex," he said to the men's laughter as he parted her
again with his hand. "The outer lips and the inner lips." He flicked
at them respectively. Alati shuddered and tried to pull away from his
exploring hands, but only succeeded in grinding herself into the man's
chest.

"As she is now quite swollen, you can see the individual parts very
clearly. There is a spot here that's very pleasurable," he said,
pressing a nub above her clitoris. That caused her to buck again,
panting from desire and shame. The men roared.

"You're very sensitive, aren't you," the doctor grinned. She knew he
could feel her increasing wetness and her panting now.  She wanted to
bury herself in the ground as she watched the doctor's hands
manipulating her in the mirror.

"This hole here, that's your pussy, and that's where a man's cock will
enter later." He grinned at the onlooking girls. "We won't do that for
now, but just know it can give you a lot of pleasure when we do."

His fingers explored the entrance to her womb and started massaging
her faster and faster in circles. His rubbing coaxed responses from
her body, causing her to heat up with passion. She wanted him to move
faster. Faster.

"Many girls like to play with their breasts and nipples as well," he
said, one of his hands going to roll and kneed and pinch her sensitive
breasts and nipples. It sent waves of sensation down to her belly when
the doctor did that, especially when he pinched her nipples. Combined
with what his other hand was doing below, it was making her go crazy.
Her juices began dripping down and her labia were opening and
contracting on their own volition. She began bucking at the finger
which was placed at the entrance to her womb.

"Watch and learn, when a slut is excited, her pussy starts to contract
and expand more rapidly. Her clitoris also gets very wet, and there's
a lot more juice. Her breath gets shorter. Girls, there's no way to
pretend if you're excited or not, we will know if you're faking."

The village girls looked on as Alati reached orgasm, letting out a
scream and her body bucking against the restraints. Her pussy spasmed
and contracted, juices flowing freely, as the soldiers laughed and
whooped at the sight. Some of the soldiers went forward to taste her
cum, wiping it off her thigh with their fingers. She was released from
her restraints, slumping to the floor in exhaustion, her body still
being molested by the soldiers. She was then forced to give the doctor
a blow-job, since he said she had excited him.

The soldiers taunted the horrified watching girls. "Tomorrow we'll
teach you something else!"

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