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Usual Disclaimer:  These are adult stories and sexual fantasies.  If
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I am not the author.  They were written by that prolific writer: -
Anon.



CHAPTER NINE

>From time to time, in the solitude and idleness in the small barred
area of a cave where she, at least, had some room for movement, she
thought cynically of her only consolation.  She had been given a
respite from being flopped down or pushed to hands and knees for
beast-like fucking.  And no one had been to visit her, pants open,
penis out for her to go onto her knees and suck them off.
Her emotions vacillated from hopelessness to fury.  Imprisonment and
idleness, the boredom and anguish of her life with the band heightened
her level of frustrated anger. When Truong Qui swaggered into the cave
one day she immediately vented her fury on him, summoning every vile,
profane insult she had ever heard - ending with "you miserable, Cong
son of a bitch!"  And she slumped to the ground in emotional
exhaustion, hiding her face from his gloating, triumphant slanted
eyes.
"Aaaahhh, really, a son of a bitch?" he taunted her.  "You will regret
that insult. Very soon, I think."
Sera spat at him and cowered away as he pressed himself against the
bamboo bars, pried out his peter and began urinating towards her.  As
he continued to spray her with his foul piss, she cursed him and he
laughed at her in his hateful, high-pitched voice. 
She screamed and flailed at him with her frail fists as he opened the
cell and lunged for her.  Then her strength wilted as his fingers
closed in her hair and dragged her out of the cell and kneed her in
the belly.
Sera doubled over, sick and gagging for breath.  She was pounded to
the dirt floor when his fist hammered into her head, above her left
ear.  Still, she managed to muster strength to kick with a bare foot
at his groin, at the brown, twitching peter still protruding from his
black pyjama pants.
He jabbered at her, fiendish lights glistening in his black eyes as he
pounced.  He held her down with his weight, a bony forearm across her
throat as he fumbled with one hand to push down his trousers, get his
cock and balls in the open.
She gasped when he punched her in the pit of the stomach.  For a
moment she was paralyzed and found no resistance as he pried her
trembling thighs apart, opening up her pussy to his lecherous attack.
Sera forced both of her hands down between them, trying to cover her
vulnerable slot.  She felt the wet tip of his cock brushing her
fingers, felt a surging of heat, a swelling of his obscene cock.  She
writhed under him, tried to get her feet in position against his
belly, to kick him away.
But Truong had his thin body between her thighs, wrestling her until
her hip joints began to ache and there was a silent creaking in her
pelvis.  As he grappled with the gasping blonde he got his forearms
inside hers and forced her hands from shielding her pussy.  He fished
his hands under her black blouse and seized her breasts in grips that
almost made her faint.
He heaved himself over her more securely and Sera could feel the wet,
hot head of his cock rubbing across her cunt hillock as he probed for
her gash to rut his rigid prick into.
She brought her hands up, fingers like talons, and scratched at his
face.  But he squeezed and mauled at her stinging, aching boobies,
tearing at them and she flung her arms straight from her shoulders in
surrender, although she continued to work her ass from side to side to
avoid his lustful, depraved stabbing at her pussy.
But the grunting Viet Cong leader remained on top of her, in her
saddle, and was boring in on his target.  Sera tried to buck him off
as the head of his cock spread open the outer lips of her vulva and
skidded up and down the pink, feverish slash.
He hunched and the knob of his cock slid past the entry to her cunt.
But he altered his rapacious position and the bulb of his massive
organ was probing for her, then was denting the fluttering curtain of
her cunt.
She tried to flatten her legs to impede his entry, but he pressed
upward, flattening himself on her belly and the head of his cock
pushed into her cunt.
Sera screamed in defeat and anger and humiliation. The very slight
penetration sent stabs of heat along her sex channel, even as the most
intense loathing she had ever felt boiled in her brain.  She felt his
spit dripping onto her nose, into her face, as he rutted at her.
She turned her head aside, sobbing in frustration, knowing that the
fight on her part was all but over. He was going to fuck her and she
had no resistance left. She squealed out of hatred and contempt while
he chuckled in a high-pitched, gloating tone of voice.
There was a great pressure against her quivering sex-hole.  She drew a
deep. Lung-searing breath, knowing it was the thick roll of his
foreskin lodged against the massive flange at the back of his prick,
forced against the inner, pink, petals of her groove.
Vacantly she wondered why she was resisting so fervently now, when
before she had submitted to this cock and that cock in her cunt, up
her mouth and in her butt hole.  Was it just the tense, angry mood she
was in? His cock ploughed into her pussy another inch and Sera raged
at him, hitting him, calling him all the foul, degrading names she
could think of.
His talon grasp of her breasts had her titties on fire, the small
nipples tingling as if they were smoldering coals.
But she could feel the hollow sensation in her belly being reduced as
his hard, hot prick ripped into her cunt in rugged, demanding bucks of
his bare, skinny ass.  Sera felt the perilous edge of lunacy near as
her insides seemed to start gulping at the met being forced into her,
plugging her straining, desperate cunt walls.
Waves of liquid heat flowed along and around the huge prick buried
deep between her trembling legs as they lifted against her will, the
calves slack along the backs of her thighs. She wanted to draw her
legs in against his sides to impede him, but her knees sagged apart,
opening her crotch to him, flattening her crotch and giving him access
to her convulsing, contracting fuck-canal.
There was a merciful easing of the pain in her boobies as his fingers
relaxed to maul the smooth melons almost gently.  Remorse surged
through Sera as she realized she was giving and surrendering to him -
in spite of her loathing at having him fuck her again.
The heat and the stretching deep inside her told her he was well in
her, prick like a welt of scar tissue in her tract.  She hadn't felt
the vast knob slide past her cervix but she knew the end of his cock
was now deeply embedded in her twat and was capable of hosing great
gushes of his filthy jizz directly into her waiting womb.
He rested, his balls lolling against her sensitive asshole, his huge
prick tucked all the way into her cunt.  Sera sobbed for air, her
breath whistling softly through her bared teeth.  In spite of all her
mental effort, she couldn't prevent her snatch walls from suctioning
around his pulsating cock.
Then he began to fuck her again.  The sensation next strongest to the
corking glide of his cock in her cunt was the rasping of his thick,
bushy pubic hair against her pussy pillow.  Her breath caught as she
stifled a cry of ecstasy.  She couldn't keep her pussy from being
cooperative, but she vowed to say nothing, not to cry out and let him
know he was really getting to her, bringing her out and she was again
enjoying the fucking she was receiving in the dirt of the dimly lit
cave.
Trying to dull the volcanic rumblings of sexual pleasure erupting
through her pulsating twat, Sera stared at the rough-hewn ceiling of
the musky cave, concentrating on the dull sounds of falling rain
outside and thinking of home and her mother and father.  But the
pussy-pounding she was undergoing was becoming increasingly
pleasurable.  If she closed her eyes the feel of the prick fucking her
was fantastic.  Her snatch was a seething cauldron of enthrallment.
Her mind drifted to a vacant state and Sera was dully aware of muscles
tensing in her legs as she lowered her feet to the ground and she was
slowly, rhythmically hoisting her ass, hunching her orgasming cunt to
his pistoning prick in helpless, wanton fuck-strokes.
She was cumming good, cunt throbbing strongly like a beating heart
around the plunging prick he thrust down and into her body.  The grind
of his bony groin against the O'ed ring of her fat, puffy, outer pussy
lips crushed her stinging, singing clit to heighten her thrills of
fucking towards an uncontrolled climax.
Each muscular twitch along the barrel of Truong's cock sent new,
stronger fuck-thrills through her spasming pussy.  She moaned as her
walls closed on his thudding prick and the immense head expanded to
create sharper twinges of delight in her sex-craving body.
When you cum, Sera thought feverishly, don't stop. Keep on fucking
while you shoot your jizz in me.  Her enchantment was so intense, she
yearned for the sensation of jizz shooting from a plunging prick,
plastering the walls of her pussy and squirting all the way to the
bottom of her womb.
He grunted and snorted just before he came. Sera tensed in
anticipation, moaning when the first slush of cum squirted out of the
head of his cock and scalded her insides.  She rocked back on her
shoulders as best she could and hiked her legs high into the air, feet
apart, toes curling with her inner pleasure and release.
For several hunches he kept fucking into her, but finally he sank his
cock into her all the way, panting and moaning and stopped.  Almost
swooning with her enjoyment, Sera swung her calves across him,
lowering them at the crown of his shuddering ass and locked her ankles
to press his body firmly against her suctioning snatch, so her
fuck-muscles could milk out every drop of his filthy, Oriental jizz.



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