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Usual Disclaimer:  These are adult stories and sexual fantasies.  If
you are under age or if it is illegal for you to be reading them then
please go away now.

I am not the author.  They were written by that prolific writer: -
Anon.



CHAPTER ELEVEN

Sera was so filled with revulsion from the snake writhing inside her,
she alternatively wept and screamed into the night.  But sometime
during the rainy night the tape became soaked, loosened and the small
reptile was able to slither from her agonizing pussy.  In the end she
was barely conscious of it slipping from her cunt to the ground, she
was so exhausted emotionally and physically.
Even in her tormented state, she knew her captors couldn't blame her
for the snake's escape, but she fretted she might be punished, even
though it wasn't her fault.
At daybreak she found a fresh American canteen cup of water had been
slipped into her cage and she drank eagerly, huddling to the ground
and pushing her face into it, then lifting it by the brim with her
teeth when she could no longer reach the water with her tongue and
mouth.
In minutes a new agony and apprehension assailed her as she realized
that she had been drugged.
Varied, unreasoning fantasies tumbled through her feverish mind.
Trying to hang onto a semblance of reality, Sera knew they were
figments of imagination, hallucinations.  But the illusions were so
strong, she began talking to people she knew back home. Her mother and
father were standing just outside her imprisoning cage and she thought
she couldn't get to them.
In time her thoughts became thoroughly crazed and she was a young girl
of seven or eight.  She had gotten ready for bed and returned to the
living room to kiss her mother and father good night.  She was puzzled
to find them on the living room sofa, her daddy on top of her mommy.
She had never seen them like that before.  Her mother's dress was way
up and her daddy wasn't wearing any pants and she could see her
mother's nakedness to the waist.  And her daddy was rocking back and
forth between her updrawn thighs.
"Come and watch, baby," her mother beckoning with her waggling
fingers.  "Come close and see daddy fuck mommy." Sera shuffled forward
obediently and stood there looking between her father's legs and was
fascinated by the plopping sway of his heavy gonads thumping against
her mother's bottom.  And she could see the ridged meatiness of his
penis going in and out of her mother's body.
"It's wonderful, honey, being fucked, " her mother smiled reassuringly
at her.  "You just stand there and watch while daddy finishes taking
care of mommy's cunny and then I'll show you something real fun."
When her mother began sobbing and shrieking Sera thought her daddy was
hurting her.  "Stop it Daddy," she cried out, slapping his humping
buttocks with her small hand.
"Go ahead, honey. Spank Daddy if you want to.  That'll make him come
harder in my hot pussy.  Oooooohhhhh!"
Sera watched until here daddy moaned and struggled back, flopping to a
sitting position on the sofa.  Her mother laughed softly with
satisfaction, lying there a few minutes, legs wide open, her slash
glistening, the opening to her body fluttering and oozing a thick,
pearly fluid.  "I really got a good fuck tonight!" she said, turning
so her hands were on Sera's daddy's left leg.
"Now I'll show you what Daddy really likes when we finish up," she
said to Sera.  "Come close, honey."
As Sera drew near she reached out and took a firm hold of her father's
gradually softening prick. "Now open your sweet mouth wide and give
your father a blow-job like a good girl.  Just you open wide and when
you get his cock in your mouth, you just suck on it like a lollipop
and tickle it with your tongue."
Sera's heart hammered wildly as her mother's left hand on her neck
drew her face closer and closer to the still massive column of male
flesh.  She looked up at her mother questioningly, saw her nod
approval, opened her mouth and tasted the plump head of her father's
cock.  The pressure of her mother's hand remained firm on her neck and
made sure that her lips stayed O'ed around the cockhead.
"Suck him off, baby," she purred encouraging Sera and the girl obeyed,
sucking the hot head of her father's throbbing prick.  With her
mother's guidance, she began bobbing her face on it, feeling the
monstrous cock glutting her mouth, the head prodding the curve of her
throat.
"You're going to be a dandy little cock-sucker," she heard her mother
whisper encouragingly.
Thus encouraged, Sera confidently sucked hard as she mouth-fucked her
groaning daddy.  Then his hands were on the sides of her head and he
was bucking his cock into her gullet. Sera gasped and swallowed hard,
her throat flooded with jizz.
She looked up for approval in her father's eyes and found herself
instead staring into the implacable face of one of her Cong captors.
He held her by the ears and was fucking his cock in and out of her
face as his prick squirted cum down her throat.
It was an illusion, she realised, relieved that her parents were not
the perverted sort.  And whatever was in the water had produced the
image of sucking her father's cock.  Sera recoiled away, against the
bars of her cage at her back, sobbing for breath, jizz flecking her
lips, almost exhausted.
She sank to her knees weeping with the humiliation.  She hadn't the
strength to protest when the man she had been forced to go down on
held the cup and she drank what remained of the drugged water.
Only barely conscious, she was led staggering out of the cage and
shoved towards one of the caves on the hillside.  
Some incalculable time later, Sera became aware of new surroundings,
of being lashed down on her back on a sort of operating table.  Her
face throbbed with numbness.  As her mind cleared, she felt in her
mouth with her tongue and screamed like an insane animal.  They had
extracted all her teeth!  When she healed she would be an ideal
cock-sucker.  But then she fainted.
Sera had no idea how long she lay in the state of shock and
stupefaction from the drugs.  But she roused slowly at the sound of
voices and the jostling of people coming towards her.  She turned her
head and watched the old woman doctor and three or four of the Cong
soldiers pushing the stumbling nun into the cave chamber.  Sera was
astonished by the swollen belly of the Sister who absurdly was clothed
only in her headdress.  To Sera's blurred eyes, the young woman's
breasts seemed like a couple of balloons.
Like a horrible dream, Sera thought, instinctively hating the lack of
clarity in her mind.  Is all of this really happening, she wondered
hazily, sense sharpening slightly when the mongrel shambled in as if
to keep his eye on the nun.
Sera's attention was drawn back to the nun when she screamed
pitifully, her body retching, legs trembling.  What animals, Sera
mused fuzzily, as the slender, brown men and the old woman hunched
around the squirming Sister, laughing and pointing at her shorn
snatch, outer lips opened grotesquely.  And Sera could see the pink,
inner gash and the gape of her vagina.
The nun screamed again, shrilly, almost constantly.  Her head was
slumped forward and she was staring at her hairless cunt.  She grunted
and strained.  The old woman pointed, grinning fiendishly at the young
woman's gaping pussy and the men bent forward, gawking.  Sera tried to
sharpen the focus of her eyes as something was dispelled with a rush
from the Sister's body.  Disbelief turned to sickening horror as the
old woman picked up the blood stained object.  My God, Sera thought,
feeling faint.  An abortion or a miscarriage?  A child anyway, forced
out of her body. The nun slumped back against the rough wall of the
cave, whimpering and sobbing, voice filled with loathing and disgust.
Sera was shocked beyond belief and she lay trussed to the table,
feeling nauseous and fearful when the mongrel beast arrived at the end
of the table, between her legs, and pushed his face forward to sniff
and nuzzle her defenseless snatch.
She cried out in torment, voice muffled from the numbness in her puffy
face, when the dog began licking his hot, rasping tongue through her
sensitive quivering sex-slot.  It whimpered and drew the attention of
those who had been observing the humiliation and distress of the
Sister to the scene.  Was that the result of the coupling of the nun
and the mongrel, Sera wondered dreamily?  And was it her turn next?



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