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MARINE SEX SLAVE								   2


NORA'S NEW GOD								103


BUS STOP RAPE								114


THE VACANT LOT								130




















MARINE SEX SLAVE


Part One


Casey was elated as she dumped her luggage beside her bunk. After hearing 
about life in the marines all her life, she was finally going to be a part of it. 

She looked down the long row of bunk beds in the narrow barracks. 

Unlike normal trainees, she and half a dozen other young women were being 
brought into a platoon sized group that had already been in training for several 
weeks. She and the others, already knew enough of the beginning work from 
summer training they had undertaken before this. 

Casey herself had been a military cadet for almost eight years now, since she 
was ten. She hid the smug grin that threatened to come to her face at the 
thought of missing the beginning weeks of gruelling training the others had 
been exposed to. 

She ran a hand through her short blonde hair.It had already been in a loose 
pageboy cut before the marine barber had cut it even shorter. She still thought 
it looked cute. After all, it wasn't nearly as short as the men got. 

She sorted through her gear and began to put it away before they were 
inspected. She and the other new girls were being scrutinized closely by the 
other young women in the barracks. She expected a certain degree of 
resentment towards them, but she figured it was worth it. 

The first day was loosely structured, and involved tours of the base and 
women's compound, as well as instructions in the base rules and such. She 
knew tomorrow would be much more gruelling, but looked forward to it. 

Her father was a marine officer and his father before him. Casey had grown up 
as a rough and tumble tomboy. Even well into her teen years, while other girls 
her age had turned exclusively to boys and fashions, Casey was still engaging 
in arm wrestling contests, and spending her days in sports and military 
practices. This had disappointed more than a few boys, who's interests were 
aroused by Casey's hourglass figure and pert, elfin face. 

In truth, she had come to be more and more interested in boys in other areas 
besides sports. Strange fantasies often overrode her thinking and lovers 
occupied her unwilling dreams. She tried to hide this, though. It irked her that 
she had turned into a weak- willed girl, all bumps and curves. 

Whenever she saw herself naked, she was exasperated by the confusion in 
her head between arousal and excitement at the smooth, shapely figure she 
possessed, and irritation at that selfsame form. 

The attentions of the boys infuriated her. She found it horribly embarrassing 
when they made remarks about her firm oversized breasts and tight, rounded 
behind. 

She tried to hide both underneath long, heavy sweaters, but few boys were 
fooled. She had accepted a few dates, out of curiosity and suppressed desires. 
They had usually ended in embarrassment and outrage as the boy slid a hand 
up under her skirt to touch her between the legs, or darted his hand under her 
sweater to squeeze her breasts. 

What was more, after she'd gone home, she would often catch herself 
imagining what would have happened had she allowed it, and thinking back 
wistfully to the feel of the electricity that shot through her body when a boys 
hand touched it. 

Anyway, she thought, she wouldn't have to worry about all that confusion here, 
that was one of the reasons she'd joined the Marines. And though he had 
discouraged her, Casey was sure her father was proud of her being accepted. 

She was leaning over her footlocker, carefully arranging her gear inside when 
a hand slid between her legs and squeezed her groin in a tight grip. She 
yelped and twisted away, falling forward across the footlocker. Harsh laughter 
erupted from around her. She scrambled angrily to her feet, only to be pushed 
backwards again, tumbling to the floor. 

"Who said you get could up pussy?" a nasty voice taunted. 

She looked up at a large black girl, at least six feet tall, standing at her feet. 
She was a year or two older than Casey. 

"You touch me again and I'll report you!" Casey cried. 
A look of anger came over the girl's face. She seemed to turn away, then 
swivelled. Her booted foot lashed out and kicked Casey directly in her crotch. 

She gasped, and doubled over in pain, gripping herself. Several girls knelt 
around her. Caseys's arms were pulled behind her and her upper body bent 
over backwards by someones grip in her short hair. The black girl jumped 
down next to her and grinned nastily at her position. 

She reached forward and cupped Casey's right breast in her hand squeezing 
and twisting it sharply. Casey cried out and trembled against the pain. 

"You try reporting anything around here, slut, and you'll be dead!" the girl 
hissed, giving her breast a final vicious twist before letting it go, and moving 
away. The other girls let her go as well, moving off with the black. 

A small brunette stepped around her and looked down with a nasty grin. 
"She's right, honey. Karen runs this place and don't you forget it." 

Casey lay on the floor for several seconds holding her hurting breast in her 
hand and fighting down the tears struggling to erupt. 

A few minutes later, the sergeant came into the barracks for inspection, 
chewing out almost everyone for the quality of their cleaning or whatever. 
Casey didn't say anything. She knew the others were right about one thing, 
nobody liked a snitch, and she could expect worse trouble if she reported the 
incident. 

Not long after dinner, they all went to bed, for an early day tomorrow. Casey 
slept soundly. Sleeping in a barracks wasn't new to her. She woke up once, 
hearing cries coming from somewhere, but they died down quickly and she fell 
asleep again. 

When she woke once more it wasn't because of sounds. She felt strange, and 
smelled something terrible. She sniffed, wrinkling her nose at the pungent 
aroma. She jerked her covers aside and found several rotten eggs had been 
dumped inside with her, she was covered with spoiled, syrupy egg yolks. 

She cursed, looking around the silent barracks for the black girl, but not seeing 
her. She got out of bed, and yanked her covers off, replacing them with spares 
from her footlocker, then padded down the quiet row of beds to the showers.
She muttered evil curses as she stripped out of her underwear and stepped 
into the shower. This was a part of things though, not at all unusual, and she 
figured, something she'd have to put up with for a couple of weeks at least. 
She ducked her head under the shower, to clear the last of the soap out. 

Suddenly an arm slid around her throat and she was jerked backwards out of 
the shower. She felt her body pulled tightly against another naked woman, as 
her right arm was pulled behind her and held painfully in place. 

Her eyes flew open and saw the same black girl as earlier, along with half a 
dozen other women, standing in a loose semi circle around her. 

She struggled against the girl holding her, but became aware quickly that the 
girl was much larger than her. Casey cursed her female weakness and short 
size. Even for a girl she was short, her head felt pillowed against the other girls 
breasts. 

"Hello pussy." Karen said with a smirk. 

"What do you want?" Casey gasped. 

"I want you, sweety." the girl leered. 

The arm around her neck tightened, pulling her half off the floor and strangling 
her as the black moved forward. Her lips came down on Caseys and mashed 
against her. Casey fought down nausea as the woman's tongue jabbed in 
between her gasping lips and into her mouth, twisting around there. 

Casey bit down on it, making the girl jump back with a cry. Casey struggled 
against the arms holding her,trying to break free. 

"You shouldn't have done that." a voice said next to her ear. 

The black kicked out again, driving her foot into Casey's lower abdomen, just 
above her pubic bone. The kick drove all the air out of Casey's lungs and she 
gasped, fighting to get air back into her tortured lungs. The black girl stepped 
forward, and smashed her knee up into Caseys crotch.

Casey's world exploded into pain.  Unbelievable agaony doubled her over, 
causing her to retch, almost throwing up The arm around her neck jerked 
back, snapping Casey back upright where she hung, helpless and limp.
Her arms hung uselessly at her sides and her legs were so rubbery that the 
only thing that kept her standing was the arm around her neck.  Slowly and 
deliberately, the black stepped back and brutally kicked her crotch again. 
Once, twice, three times. 

"Turn her over!" Karen said angrily. 

Casey's was twisted around and forced to her knees and another girl moved to 
help the one holding her. She was bent forward, her head held against a girl's 
side, her arms locked way up behind her neck. 

She couldn't move at all. Just as she opened her mouth to scream, a thick 
dirty rag was shoved into her mouth, and tied in place. 

She was in a furious state of pain and rage, struggling hopelessly against the 
arms holding her. She had never felt so utterly degraded and humiliated in her 
life, as the girls stood behind her making leering obscene remarks about her 
ass and lightly furred pussy slit. 

Then she heard a hiss, and a sudden explosion of pain erupted from her 
buttocks as a belt was brought down against them. She screamed into the rag 
as the belt whirred through the air and lashed down across her buttocks again. 

She heard the awesome crack of the belt, smashing into her wet ass cheeks 
as it hit. The sound merged with another explosion of raw, blinding hot pain 
from her buttocks. 

"You want to be a bad girl, we'll show you what happens." Karen taunted. 

The belt swished down again, and then again, and then again, lashing across 
her buttocks with unrelenting and vicious thoroughness. Her ass cheeks 
burned with fiery pain as Casey jerked forward with each blow. 

She felt a hand on her head, patting her as if in comfort as the cruel beating 
went on. She struggled against the buildup of tears in the corners of her eyes, 
determined that, despite the humiliation, and pain, she would not cry like some 
sissy girl. 

The repeated crack of the whip impacting on her buttocks filled the room every 
few seconds, until the black girl finally tired, and laid down the belt. 
Casey shuddered and bit down on the rag in her mouth. Her ribs rising and 
falling rapidly as she tried to cope with the pain. 

A hand in her hair jerked her head up as Karen squatted down in front of her 
and grinned smugly. 

"You starting to get the picture, pussy? I run things around here, and the 
sooner you learn the better." 

She punched Casey in the head  three more times.  Casey had already been 
so brutalized that, even though each punch snapped her head back, the only 
sound she could make was a piteous gurgle each time the fist smashed into 
her.  The black stood up, moving around to her rear again. She felt hands on 
her legs, forcing them apart, and then another hand cupped her pubic mound. 

Casey whimpered into the rag as the hand rubbed and squeezed her 
cuntmound gently, then a single finger slid along the slit and pushed inside. 
Casey jerked against her holders in fear as the finger twisted up into her virgin 
hole. 

Laughter sprang up all around her as the finger slid in and out. Casey felt her 
face redden in degradation and shame. Then she heard shouts of 
encouragement. 

She couldn't move her head around to see behind her but abruptly she felt a 
tremendous pressure, and a horrible pain at her crotch, as something large, 
and unrelenting was jammed against her tight, little pussy opening. 

It pushed harder, crushing her pussy lips, and shoving inside her. She twisted, 
and jerked against the hands holding her as burning pain erupted in her groin 
and then spread deep inside her belly. Hands gripped her hips, as the thing 
was thrust against her cuntal canal with brutal force. 

She felt her cuntlips spread and spread as the intruder smashed aside her 
cunt walls and drove down into her soft warm belly. Deeper and deeper it 
went, crashing through her tight cunt walls with hardly a pause, filling her cunt 
tube with its cold fullness. 

Casey could hold out no more, this final horror brought her to the edge of 
mental collapse, and tears rolled out of her eyes. 

She felt the thing tear in and out of her bleeding crotch, ripping a tunnel for 
itself. It drove deeper and deeper with each powerful lunge, until she felt the 
rounded head jam up against the back wall of her cunt tube. 

Still the thing jabbed in and out, crashing against her cervix repeatedly, 
bringing waves of shocking pain racing through the girl's body. 

"Like our cock, blondie?" a voice taunted. 

The thing was pulled all the way back and Casey moaned in gratitude as it 
pulled free of her tormented love tunnel. Then her head was forced back and 
she looked directly into The black girls crotch. She was wearing a kind of 
halter, or strap, holding a long thick dildo between her legs. 

Casey gasped in horror to see the object of her defilement. It was at least ten 
inches long, and terribly wide. 

"Kiss my cock, slut girl!" Karen taunted. 

The dildo was shoved up against Casey's lips, and her gag pulled out. Casey 
opened her mouth to scream only to have the dildo ram forward into her 
mouth. She gagged on the horrible acid taste of the rubber cock, clamping her 
teeth down, to prevent it from going into her throat. 

"Suck the cock, slut girl!" said a voice. 

The dildo was yanked free and the gag reinserted as the girl moved around 
behind Casey again. She felt the hard rubber press against her slit, then a 
muffled shriek erupted from her gagged lips, as the dildo slid down into her 
cunt tube again. She felt it drive deeper and deeper, jamming against her 
cervix and still pressing harshly. 

The cock pulled out again, then slammed forward, crushing her tender cervix 
between the hard rubber and her pubic bone. Again the cock slid back, then 
raced in. This time she felt the harsh scratching of the girls pubic hair against 
her vaginal lips. 

"Almost there." she heard her grit. 

Then the cock hammered forward, crushing her cervix as the black girl 
crammed every inch of rubber cock into the teenager's tight little fuck tube. 
Casey could only weep in humiliation and pain as the girls crowed with triumph 
at the sight. The black girls hands rubbed up and down Casey's tortured 
buttocks, squeezing and fondling them as she laughed in satisfaction. She 
pulled the cock back and then humped forward again. 

Now that she had broken the last resistance of the little blonde's cunt hole, she 
began to fuck into her with smooth regular motions. Her hips moved forward 
and back easily, sliding the thick fuck tool in and out of the bleeding hole with 
satisfied ease. 

She felt a strange tingling in the skin around the thrusting dildo. The feelings 
grew and spread down the length of her ravished cunt tube. The girl raping her 
slid her hands up Casey's thin sides and down under her chest, fastening on 
her thick, swaying breasts which were rocking in time to the back and forth 
jerking of Casey's body. 

"She sure has nice titties." the girl said. Her hands worked over Casey's tit 
mounds, squeezing them relentlessly, until they were aching bags of soreness 
mixed with a strange prickling heat. 

The warmth and tingling in Casey's loins increased. She felt a strange 
yearning, and a rushing flood of sexual heat and passion swarmed over her 
body, making her skin flush deeper red and staggering her with its intensity. 
Unconsciously her ass pushed back slightly to meet a forward thrust of the 
long, thick fuck tool. 

She groaned deep in her throat as the erotic carnal desires made her head 
throb and sent quivers of gasping delight shooting through her frame. 

Her hanging breasts seemed to swell and burn as the girl raping her kneaded 
and squashed them The fingers twisted and massaged the vulnerable little 
nipples, sending explosions of lust into the little blonde that made her whole 
body tremble. 

She gasped in horror and delight as the already erect nubs seemed to harden 
and lengthen. Her nipples had always been incredibly sensitive, forcing the 
tom girl to wear soft girlish silks under her sweaters and sweatshirts lest she 
excite herself and bring on horrible fantasies about the boys sitting around her 
in class. 


Her ass jerked repeatedly as the dildo drilled her pussy. Hot fuck-milk gushed 
into her penetrated hole. The girls watched in delight as the thick girl- fucker 
emerged from the tight, little blonde furhole coated in thick gooey sex juice. 

Casey cringed in embarrassment, but her humiliation was beginning to be 
pushed aside by the growing lust engulfing her hapless body. Then her body 
seemed to undulate and quiver as an explosion of fiery sexual gratification 
blasted through her convulsing frame. 

The gag was torn from her face and a damp pussy pushed against her. "Suck 
my cunt you little slut!" someone yelled. 

The girl kneeling before her, shoved her crotch forward, grinding her pubic 
mound against Casey's jaw. Casey opened her mouth, and tentatively thrust 
her tongue forward. She tasted the sweet juices from the girl's pussy and 
began lapping them up. 

The girl grabbed her hair and mashed her groin into Casey's face, demanding 
she suck harder. Casey slurped and suckled at the oozing slithole, her tongue 
dipping in as deep as it would go, lapping and twisting in the girl's pussy 
mouth. 

She pulled her tongue out and rasped it over the aroused clitty, bringing a 
moan of pleasure from the girl. Casey wiped and ground her tongue over and 
over against the sensitive little fold of flesh, rubbing and caressing. 

She closed her lips over the clitty as tight as she could, and then hummmed 
deeply. The girl yelped and jerked against Casey's face as her clitty vibrated in 
time to Casey's mouth. 

Then she came, grunting and twitching as her cunt flared with orgasmic 
passion, and her clitty sizzled with delight inside the blonde girl's mouth. 

She fell backwards, and another girl took her place, jamming her cunt 
demandingly into Casey's face. Casey groaned in pleasure as the dildo raced 
back and forth in her own pussy, and shoved her tongue forward. 

Her mind soared through elation and joy as she orgasmed repeatedly. Her 
tongue, stuffed deep in a little brunettes pussy, vibrated like a propeller, 
sending the girl shivering into her own cum as her furry slit rubbed over 
Casey's face. 
Casey felt utterly bewildered and confused as the last spasms trembled 
through her body. She had never felt anything like that before, had never felt 
such pleasure. Yet it had come in a horrible, humiliating pain filled episode 
among these nasty girls. The girl in front of her sighed and moved away. 

"It's your turn Robin." Karen said. 

"Not me." said the voice of one of the girl's holding Casey. 

There was a silence in the room. 

"Why not," one of the other girls demanded angrily. 

"Because I don't fuckin want to! She aint my type alright!" the voice said 
defiantly. 

The cock was withdrawn and she was allowed to fall forward onto her belly. 
She lay there sobbing and panting from the pain and exertion, her body 
covered in sweat, her face in cunt juices. 

"Does'nt she look happy." a voice jeered. 

"She gives good head." another commented. A hand gripped her hair and 
pulled her puffy face up from the floor as Karen squatted next to her. 

"Remember blondie, you say anything and your in deep shit." she threatened. 

She stood up then kicked Casey in the side, bringing a cry of pain from the girl, 
then she laughed and they all walked away. 

Casey saw one, a brunette, looking back with a look of apology on her face. 

Casey lay there for a long time catching her breath and recovering from her 
horrible experience, before dragging herself up off the floor and staggering 
back into the shower. She stood there in bewilderment, astonished and 
confused at her own lewdness and her body's wanton behaviour. 

In all her seventeen years, almost eighteen, she reminded herself, she had 
never felt her body so aroused and excited. She groaned, and let the water 
pour down on her, washing the cum, and sweat off her body. Her crotch and 
ass stung wherever the water touched.
MARINE SEX SLAVE


Part Two


The person who had introduced Casey into the world of sexual passion had 
been her Aunt Ruth. Ruth was a lesbian, a woman who Casey had admired 
greatly. 

Ruth had been unable to control her baser instincts around her niece when 
she had come for a visit. 

Aunt Ruth had shared her bedroom during her stay. Casey, still the tomboy, 
had been eager to learn all about her sophisticated Aunt's life. Aunt Ruth had 
been all over the world. She was a Captain in the Air force, and had travelled 
extensively. 

If her language, and somewhat vulgar jokes and remarks offended her parents 
at times, they only made the woman more fascinating to Casey, who reckoned 
herself as a cool and tough girl. She had heard that kind of thing before 
anyway, heard it every day at school. It was weird hearing an adult talk like 
that, but it hadn't bothered Casey. 

Aunt Ruth had liked to sleep in the nude. So did Casey in fact, but she had 
worn a pair of Pyjamas for the first couple of days that Ruth had shared her 
bedroom. She had been intensely interested though, when Ruth had disrobed 
each night before bed. 

The naked body of the woman had excited Casey for some reason. Aunt Ruth 
was so beautiful, and, in the way of most young teenage girls, she thought of 
herself as gawky and plain. 

Ruth had taken several minutes after stripping to arrange her clothes in the 
closets, and do other things before going to bed. Casey had'nt known at the 
time that that was deliberate. After the second day, she had decided that she 
too could sleep in the raw. 

She had watched discretely as Ruth had stripped off and then wandered 
around doing this and that. 

After Ruth had finally gotten into bed, Casey had yawned and put her book 
down. She got up from her desk and with careful nonchalance, had proceeded 
to take her own clothes off. 

The first two days she had changed in the bathroom. Tonight she simply took 
her clothes off right by her bed, while Ruth pretended to ignore her and 
examine a magazine. 

Her entire body had tingled as she had gotten down to her underwear. She 
had to force herself to unsnap her bra and pull it off. She had chickened out at 
the last minute, and turned her back to Ruth as she did it though. 

She then slipped her bikini panties down her legs. When she had bent over to 
slip them off, she had  almost fallen down while trying to keep her legs as 
tightly closed as possible. 

She had placed them on her desk, her hands shaking slightly. She fiddled with 
nothings at her desk, keeping her back turned to Ruth, wondering if her Aunt 
was staring at her small, shapely buttocks, then finally managed to get up the 
courage to turn around and move to her bed. 

Turning around exposed her front to Ruth, which sent her pulse racing even 
higher. She had'nt been able to tell if the woman was watching her, so intent 
was she on avoiding her Aunt's eyes. 

She had had to stop herself from racing to her bed and jumping in. Instead she 
had casually walked to bed, pulled up the covers and got in. 

She had'nt of course known how flushed her skin was, nor how much of a 
giveaway her stiffly erect nipples were to the older woman. 

Ruth had indeed taken very careful note of her niece's nudity. She watched 
from the side of her eyes as Casey had fiddled at her desk. Her eyes opening 
wider and her head turning, when the girl had leaned forward once, exposing 
her slight pink slit to view. 

It had been almost like a game for Casey. To strip and show off her body 
before bed. For several nights running, she too had found a number of things 
to occupy her attention between undressing and bed. She had gotten less 
inhibited and more bold each night. 

One night she had stood before the full length mirror, her hands behind her 
head, posing. She had brought her hands up behind her head and leaned 
back slightly, causing her breasts to jut out. 

Though it was hard for her to admit to herself, she felt she looked just as good 
as the girl in the mens magazine she had seen in this very same pose the 
other night. She had lifted the magazine from the bottom of one of her Dad's 
drawers, intrigued by the pictures between the covers. 

She batted her eyes at the mirror and pouted her lips in what she thought was 
a vampish way. She heard the floorboards creek at the same time as the voice 
spoke up. "MMmmmmmmmhhhh Sexyyyyyyy !" 

She had jumped in surprise at the sound of Ruth's voice, trying to cover her 
nudity with all too thin arms and hands. Even as the embarrassment at being 
found in this manner rose to flush her skin red, her belly felt another kind of 
heat at Ruth's sudden entry. 

She tried to reach for a blanket, as Ruth sauntered towards her. "Oh stop that ! 
I've seen you before remember !" Ruth snorted, coming over beside her. 
"Stand up for your body girl ! Don't cower and hide as if it was something 
shameful you didn't want anyone to see !" 

Self consciously, Casey had straightened up, pulling her arm away from her 
chest and her hand off her pubic mound. Ruth was standing beside her and 
she reached over and grabbed Casey's shoulder, pulling her up straighter. 

"Well, kid ? What do you think of the ol' bod ?" Think it'l bring the boys running 
?" Casey stammered a little, her face still red. "I was just comparing myself to 
a pose I saw in one of my Dad's magazines." She braced herself, straightening 
her shoulders and throwing out her chest. She turned and faced Ruth. 

"What do you think Aunt Ruth ?" Do you think i'm pretty?"  Ruth had looked at 
her with a strange expression. "Are you kidding ? god, I should look half as 
good as you." 

Casey stared at her in disbelief. "Come on Aunt Ruth ! You're way prettier than 
me !" 

"Ha !" 
"You are !" 

"Oh, I'm Okay ." 

"I wish I had a body like yours." 

"Look Casey. You have a terrific body and a gorgeous face. What more could 
you want ?" 

"You don't think I'm too skinny ?" she asked, turning toward the mirror again. 
Ruth rolled her eyes and then pulled the t-shirt nightie she was wearing up and 
off. 

She was sleek and naked underneath. Casey made as if to step back, but 
Ruth put her arm around her and drew her close beside her before the mirror. 
Almost against her will, Casey's eyes went to the mirror and looked admiringly 
at the older woman's body. 

She noted again, the high firmness of her aunt's breasts, and the delicate, 
graceful tapering of her legs. Her breasts were larger than Casey's and her 
hips were a touch wider, but who was perfect ?" 

Ruth had pulled her in front of herself and brought her arms around her waist. 
What is wrong with this?" she demanded. Suddenly her hands slid up and 
cupped Casey's young breasts in her hands. Whats wrong with these ?" Casey 
was startled by the intimate contact. Her Aunt's fingers held firmly to the 
incredibly tender skin on her breasts. 

For the first time, she became aware of Ruth's own breasts, pressing firmly 
into her back. She felt the slight ticklishness of Ruth's pubic hair touching her 
buttocks. Involuntarily, her breasts began to swell and her nipples to harden. 
Ruth noticed right away. 

"Aha ! Now you see the way to make them even better looking !" she laughed. 
Casey drew in her breath suddenly as Ruth gently, but firmly squeezed both 
her breasts several times. Her face turned crimson again, and she tried to pull 
away from the close embrace. 

Her movements though, were suddenly shaky and weak. She felt like her 
pubic hair was stiffening and crackling with electricity, bringing an itch to her 
pussy. 
Then she felt Ruth's lips on the side of her neck where it joined her shoulders. 
Ruth bit softly at the flesh, sucking it into her mouth, and Casey could not 
supress a moan of intense excitement and pleasure. 

Ruth's body was aroused also, and Casey could feel the stiff nipples, like two 
sharp points, pressing into her skin. Ruth kneaded and squeezed her breasts, 
tweaking and pinching the now hard little nipples. Abruptly she was swung 
around to face her Aunt. 

She looked deep into those stunning green eyes, noting with alarm, the 
intensety of desire in them for her. Then Ruth leaned forward, kissing Casey's 
lips gently, then more forcefully. Casey felt her Aunt's tongue slip past her lips 
and join her own tongue, slipping and sliding over it as their lips mashed 
together. 

Casey had been stunned by the sudden acts. Her mind was dizzy from the 
sensations Ruth was bringing out from her breasts, and the deep hot feeling 
that was burning in her belly. She didn't know what to do. She knew virtually 
nothing about sex. She had heard of girls doing it together, but couldn't 
imagine how. 

She had done nothing to resist as her Aunt caressed the skin of her back with 
her soft fingers, then slid them further down, and cupped her buttocks firmly. 
She felt the sensitive skin come alive under her Aunt's gentle fondling, then 
gasped as Ruth's hand rubbed deep into the cleavage between her ass 
cheeks and down between her legs to cup her pubic mound. 

She tried to protest weakly, but Ruth's mouth was over her own. The hand 
shot a burst of hot fire up into her belly, and Casey unconsciously pushed back 
against it, seeking more. Ruth slid her hand up and down her ass crack, 
travelling deep between her legs on the downward journey, and rubbing over 
her tender hot slit. 

Casey could feel Ruth's tits crushing her own, the nipples of the older woman 
rubbing against her own erect buds. The fire in her belly roared higher and 
higher, sending waves of pleasure roaring through her brain, and making her 
vision blur with multi colored lights. 

She leaned back against the edge of a bureau, and Ruth suddenly dropped to 
her knees in front of her. She forced Casey's shaky legs apart and pushed her 
face up against the soft furry mound of her pubis. 
Casey moaned, as Ruth brought her tongue up onto the skin of her groin, 
licking up alongside her cunt slit. Ruth ran her tongue all around the slit over 
and over, and then suddenly, she shot it right into the middle of the slick oily 
cunt slit. 

"UUUUUHHHNNNNGGGGHHHHH !!" 

Casey grabbed Ruth's head in both hands for support as her body arched 
backwards. Her pelvis thrust forward, humping against her Aunt's face as 
thumping, throbbing waves of orgasm shot through her body. She shuddered 
under the impact and would have fallen if not for Ruth's hands firm hold on her 
thighs. Ruth brought her tongue against her clit and licked against it, drawing a 
shaken sigh from Casey. 

Over and over, Casey gasped with pleasure as her Aunt's tongue slid across 
the delicate fold of flesh. Casey shivered and swayed helplessly as a powerful 
buildup of sexual tension began to churn through her body. 

When Ruth had grabbed her clit between her lips and sucked tightly, furiously, 
Casey had jerked and shivered through an even higher orgasm. She had 
thrown back her head and grunted mindlessly as she came over and over 
again. 

Then she remembered sliding down to the rug, her legs collapsing and folding 
under her. She found she was on top of Ruth, her weak body splayed over the 
woman. Ruth held her head between her hands and raised it up, staring into 
her astonished eyes. 

She had brought Casey's face down to her own and they had kissed deeply. 
Casey had emulated her by running her own tongue into Ruth's mouth. When 
Ruth had pushed Casey downward, she had kissed and licked at her Aunt's 
neck, shoulders, and then dropped her mouth to suckle and chew on the 
woman's breasts and nipples. 

She bit and sucked and licked desperately at the hardened pebbly nipples, 
wanting to return the pleasure to her Aunt that she had received. Ruth grabbed 
her hand and brought it down to the soft fold of brown hair between her legs. 

Casey slid her hand over the pubic hair and over the delicate erect clitty. She 
rubbed up and down on her Aunt's cunt, drawing sighs and gasps from Ruth. 
She could feel the slick slit outlined beneath the damp hair and ran a finger 
along the crack. 

She pushed against the opening and her finger slid softly into Ruth's body. 
She could feel the soft tight walls of Ruth's vagina gripping her finger as she 
pushed it deeper. When her knuckles were flat against the lips, she wiggled 
her finger around in the tight tunnel, marvelling at the strange feeling it 
aroused in her. 

She slid the finger out and then pushed two, then three into the crack. She 
began pumping the fingers in and out of Ruth's slit, making sure to rub against 
the clit at each stroke. Ruth was shoving her groin up to meet each 
downstroke and making soft whimpering noises underneath her. 

Her eyes had rolled back in her head and her lids were almost shut. "OH GOD 
! OOHH YESSS! OOO OOH OOOOOOOGHHH UUUUUUNNH! C... 
Caseyeee !!!" Ruth was shaking in orgasm, her body humping against Casey's 
fingers. 

She grabbed Casey and pulled her to the rug, rolling on top. The two kissed 
deeply, running their hands over each other's bodies, both awash in the 
sensations of lovemaking. Ruth slid down her body, her hands fixed firmly on 
her sweating pulsating breasts, and then pushed her face into her groin. 

She sucked and bit on the clit as her hands pawed Casey's tits. In seconds 
she had brought Casey to another immense orgasm that send her into writhing 
spasms of uncontrollable contortions. She turned Casey over onto her belly, 
then pulled her up to her knees. 

Casey had been almost completely unaware of what was going on, and too 
weak to resist. Her face was flat on the floor, all but covered in stringy sweaty 
hair. Ruth had pulled her up into her lap and slid her hand down over her 
upturned ass cheeks and into her tight wet crotch. 

Casey had felt her palm squeezing her hot slit for a second, and then Aunt 
Ruth's middle finger had slid up into her drooling pussy hole. Casey moaned 
as the finger sliced apart the walls of her virgin cunt slit and pushed deep into 
her body. 

Ruth began fucking her, adding two more fingers and sliding them in and out 
of the oily hole. 
Casey had cried for her to stop, dazed by the bolts of heat and fire that shot 
into her brain each time Ruth rammed her fingers into her groin, and hurting 
form the strain of the digits embedded in her tight cunt. 

The fingers had alternated their speed, first sliding the fingers slowly in and out 
of the entrance, not going deep, the pumping the digits in and out rapidly, and 
deeply, jerking Casey's body back and forth as she reacted to the stimuli. 

Casey came again, the climax sending the blood pounding into her head, 
driving all coherent thought from her as she rode the sensations. Her ass 
rammed back against her Aunt's plunging fingers trying to force more and 
more of them into her cunthole. Ruth had suddenly dropped her and ran over 
to the corner, leaving her humping and whimpering on the rug. 

Her groin twitched and tingled as her climax began to subside. Ruth jumped 
down onto the floor next to her again. Casey had looked up dazedly to see her 
Aunt strapping on some kind of a strange panty set, wondering at the long 
thick thing that stood straight out from the middle of her crotch. 

She rolled Casey over onto her back, and pulled her legs up into the air, 
pushing them back and folding them against Casey's chest. Casey did not 
resist as she felt herself bent forcefully, her back arched as her ankles were 
forced backwards to her head by Ruth's insistent pressure. Ruth positioned 
herself in front of Casey's upthrust  ass cheeks and positioned the fat thing at 
the entrance of Casey's slit. 

She began to put pressure on the tightly closed slit. The rounded head of the 
instrument forced the slick pubic lips back further and further. Casey 
remembered how she groaned as the pain mounted and she tried weakly to 
jerk away from it, not really even knowing what was happening. 

Ruth had kept up a continuous pressure, forcing the thing down into Casey's 
body. 

Casey had watched almost fascinated as inch after inch disappeared into the 
tight, sucking depths of her oily pink cunt. Casey shuddered against her Aunt, 
jerking and twitching as inch after inch slid into her guts. 

She felt a sudden sharp pain from within herself, and her arms and hands 
flailed around uselessly, slapping at the carpet. 

At last, she felt the touch of Ruth's pubic hairs on her own crotch and knew 
she had forced the whole thing down into her body. Slowly Ruth began to pull 
her hips back, pulling the cock thin up out of the depths of Casey's crotch hole. 

She could see her cunt lips pulled outward and clutching tightly at the thing as 
it slid out. 

When only the head was still inside, Ruth pushed her legs out and let her 
whole weight drop down onto Casey. Casey gasped and cried out in pain as 
the monster thing rammed down into her belly. 

Ruth began to pump her hips in and out. slowly at first, then picking up speed. 
She used long deep strokes. fucking Casey brutally. 

Casey's ankles  were up on her shoulders and she could feel them slapping up 
and down as they bounced with the impact of Ruth's harsh fucking. 

Casey threw her head back, making gargling moans and grunts. She had 
never experienced feelings and sensations like this before. 

Her guts felt like they were torn apart inside her and her cunt felt split open. 
She had this tremendous feeling of FULLNESS each time Ruth sank that thing 
down into her. 

She could feel her cunt walls surrounding and gripping the fucking tube, and 
her mind was drowned in successive bursts of fiery crackling sex heat. Her 
whole groin felt swollen and pulpy from the fucking. She came again, and 
again, and again. 

Ruth pulled the thing out, and Casey rolled shuddering onto her belly, her 
hands trying to go down to her groin. She felt her belly pulled up by her Aunt, 
and her knees pushed under, supporting her ass in the air. Ruth was behind 
her, and then she felt the thing thrusting back inside her cunt. 

Casey groaned and shuddered once more. Her face rubbed back and forth on 
the rug as her Aunt fucked her cunt from behind. Ruth grabbed her hips and 
began pulling her ass back against the thing as she thrust forward. 

She rode a dazed helpless Casey to another climax. She leaned forward and 
clutched Casey's breasts where they were rubbing on the carpet. 
She squeezed them unmercifully as she came with a tremendous bang, 
ramming the thing far up into Casey's cunthole and sending her into another 
gasping shuddering climx. 

Casey lay soaking in the shower, thinking of that beautiful experience with her 
Aunt. 

She had been trying to forget it for the last year, trying to pretend she hadn't 
had such a powerful, and perverted sexual experience with a woman. 
But now, she was forced to admit her own sickness. 

Even being raped, her body had responded to the other girls so easily, so 
completely, that she wondered if she wasn't doomed to a life of lesbianism. 

She discounted her thoughts about boys in light of her bodies obvious 
inclinations in the other direction. 

What would happen, she wondered, when the Corps found out about her? She 
went back to her bunk in a state of misery and fear. 

MARINE SEX SLAVE

Part Three


The next morning was spent in a daze. Everything she did was off, as her mind 
kept flashing back to yesterday night. Finally she was called over by the 
sergeant and balled out for screwing up yet again. She felt frustrated and 
angry at her own incompetence and inability to explain her faults. 

Suddenly a girl stepped over to her, the tall brunette she remembered from the 
other night, whod looked kindly. 

"Look kid, just forget it allright." she said, "It's no good worrying on it. Karen 
runs things here. As long as you don't cross her again you'll probably be okay." 

She recognized the voice as well, as belonging to the girl named Robin, who 
had refused to rape her. She said nothing, keeping her eyes downward. 

"Look, want me to help you with your shooting?" Robin asked. "Come on 
Casey, the sergeants gonna kill you if you don't do something right today." she 
grinned. 

Casey's desperation for a kind face, overrode her embarrassment and anger 
over what the brunette had helped do to her the other night and the two 
practised their shooting together. 

Casey was actually better than Robin and helped her some. The two ate 
together as well, and Casey had almost managed to put the other night behind 
her when Karen appeared next to her seat,  and ran her tongue over her lips 
lewdly. 

As evening approached, she felt more and more afraid of what the night would 
hold in store. Her breasts and groin were still sore and her mind numbed by 
her body's betrayal. She was afraid of what her body would force her to do if 
she was attacked again,the continued leers and taunts of the girls all day had 
left her in a miserable desperate mood. 

She put down her broom, she had been sweeping the barracks, and went next 
door to the sergeants office. 
The sergeant was going over some paperwork at her desk as Casey walked 
in. The first few buttons of her top were unbuttoned, revealing the voluptuous 
body beneath. 

"What is it Donovan?" the woman asked abruptly as Casey stood at attention 
next to her desk. 

"I,..I...H...Have a complaint Maam!, I mean Sergeant!" Casey stuttered. 

The sergeants eyes narrowed. 

"Oh you do do you?" she grunted. 

"Yes Sergeant!". 

"Well spit it out Marine!" 

Casey proceeded to haltingly describe what had happened to her the other 
night, leaving out, of course, her own reactions. The sergeant stared at Casey 
unspeaking as she revealed the attack, now and then nodding at her to 
continue. 

When she had finished, Casey stood there, face red, waiting for a response.  
Instead the sergeant stood up and walked around the desk to her. 

"Come with me." she ordered. 

Casey followed her out the door, and down the manicured walkway to the 
Lieutenants office. 

Dread gripped her as the passed several of her attackers, who stared at Casey 
with angry eyes. The sergeant knocked and was ordered in by a rough deep 
voice. 

She opened the door and motioned Casey inside. The lieutenant was standing 
by the window as the two walked stiffly in and stood at attention near her desk. 
She looked at the two carefully, then walked over next to them. 

The lieutenant was about ten years or so younger than the sergeant, perhaps 
twenty five or so. She had a pleasant heart shaped face, with short carefully 
cut brown hair, not unlike Casey's. 
"Well Sergeant Cummings, what is it?" 

"This marine has a complaint Lieutenant Michaels Maam." 

The sergeant described Casey's complaint and then ordered her to describe it 
again. Casey groaned inwardly and then embarrassedly told her story again. 

The lieutenant stopped her at several points, ordering her to expand on some 
description or other, which embarrassed the poor little teenager even more. 

"What kind of belt did they use on you?" she asked. 

When Casey confessed that she didn't really remember the lieutenant ordered 
her to strip. Casey gulped and stared at the woman, then at the sergeant. 

"Well come on girl." she said with a frown," I want to see what marks were left 
from this alleged beating." Casey slowly unzipped the green overalls she was 
wearing, and pulled it to the ground. She stepped out of it then looked at the 
women, hoping that would be good enough. 

"The rest girl!" the sergeant barked. Casey unclipped her thick, marine issue 
bra, then slid her panties over her hips and down her legs, to stand naked. Her 
body flushed in embarrassment as she stood nude, before the two older, fully 
clothed women, who studied her body closely. 

The lieutenant walked around her and Casey jumped as she felt her warm 
hands slide over her rounded buttock. 

"Hmmmm,... I do see marks here. Sergeant. What does this look like to you?" 
The two of them stood behind Casey studying her behind, and the slight 
discoloured marks left by the belt. 

"Phhhaaaaa,...She probably got that by falling down or something." the 
sergeant said dismissingly. 

"She says they raped her with a dildo too." Michaels said. 

"Bend forward girl and spread your legs." 

Casey grit her teeth against the embarrassment and complied. 
She jerked slightly as she felt a finger slide along her tightly closed slit, and 
flick over her clitty. 

"I don't see any damage here." the Lieutenant said. 

She walked around in front of the girl and motioned her erect. 

"Frankly, I don't believe you private Donovan." she glared. 

"I think your just a lazy troublemaker, trying to get special attention." 

"B...but Maam...!" 

"Speak when your told Marine!" the sergeant roared, shutting her up. 

"Now look, Donovan." the lieutenant put her face right next to Casey's," 
There's enough goddamned talk of lesbians in the services without this kind of 
shit. Every time one of us, "she motioned to Sergeant Cummings and herself, 
"turns down some horny guy, they whisper that we marine women are all 
dykes and queers." 

"If you mention this again, without evidence or witnesses, to back it up, I'll see 
you spend the next five years of your enlistment in the stockade!" 

"Do you understand me!?" she demanded. 

Casey trembled and then nodded, disheartened. 

That evening was like a nightmare to Casey. Every movement and noise 
made her jump as the hours counted down to lights out. Finally the sergeant 
ordered everyone undressed with the ten minute warning before lights out. 
Casey undressed to her underwear, then got carefully into bed, eyeing the girls 
she recognized from the other night carefully. 

The lights went out, plunging the room into darkness. Casey's eyes remained 
wide open, determined to stay awake all night if necessary. She clutched her 
covers against her as the silence filled her with dread. 

She gasped as shadows appeared above her. A hand shot down and covered 
her mouth as her limbs were seized in several strong grips and she was 
yanked out of the bed. 
She struggled and screamed into the gloved hand over her mouth as she was 
carried into the middle of the room. 

Suddenly the lights went on. She saw that almost all the girls in the barracks 
were sitting upright in their beds, watching. She almost groaned in relief, but it 
was short-lived. 

"This little bitch is a troublemaker!" Karen yelled. 

There was a chorus of agreement from the other girls around them. 

"We're gonna show the little bitch what happens when somebody goes to the 
Sergeant and Lieutenant about us, and makes us look bad." A dirty rag was 
shoved into Casey's mouth and her wrists were pulled up above her, as she 
was pushed against a thin wooden pillar in the middle of the room. 

Her clothes were torn off her, first her top, revealing her high, full breasts, then 
her panties, pulled slowly down her legs to reveal her sparse muff. The other 
girls laughed and taunted her, yelling abuse and obscene comments, many of 
which evoked laughter and agreement. 

A large breasted brunette was fooling around with something above her head, 
and Casey soon felt tight bindings fastened around her wrists. As the girls 
holding her wrists high let go, she jerked resignedly against the bindings, 
which held her arms high above her head so she was almost on her toes. 

One of the girls, a tall blonde, put her hand on Casey's back to push her chest 
out, which was greeted by laughter and more comments about Casey's 
breasts. 

She twirled the captive teen around so the room could see her rounded 
buttocks, and then turned her again, as the room laughed and cackled in 
laughter. Casey was horrified at her obscene position. 

Though some of the girls seemed quiet, and unhappy, at least half were yelling 
raucously, and crowing with laughter. 

"Show the little whore!!" they cried. 

Karen leaned forward and lowered her face quickly, her lips engulfing Casey's 
left nipple, and her mouth sucking voraciously. 
The room erupted in laughter, which heightened when the black girl bit down 
viciously, sending Casey into a squirming fit of desperation as she tried to pull 
her stinging nipple away from the sharp teeth. 

Tears began to dribble out of the blonde teenagers eyes as she collapsed 
inwardly from the humiliation and hopelessness of the predicament. This was 
quickly noticed and caused further delight amongst the crowd of girls. 

"Turn her around and lets give her something to really cry about." 

There was a chorus of agreement and Casey was once again turned toward 
the pillar. The tight bindings bit into her skin and were cutting off circulation to 
her hands as they held her helpless against their attentions. Then she heard 
the crowing and laughing die down. 

Suddenly a kind of swishing sound filled the air. Just as Casey recognized it 
from the previous night, a loud crack echoed throughout the room as a thin, 
but heavy belt smashed against her back. Casey screamed into the rag, as the 
belt slashed down over and over again. 

There were few other sounds in the barracks as the other girls watched in awe. 
The belt arced down against the smooth white skin of the little blonde, 
snapping viciously down against Casey's back, shoulders, and buttocks, 
leaving red welts, and screaming hot pain in their wake. 

She shuddered and trembled with each blow, her body smashing against the 
pillar repeatedly. Splinters from the rough wood dug into the tender flesh of her 
stomach and breasts, while tears streamed down her face. 

Some of the blows were so harsh the teenager was driven off her feet, to hang 
helplessly by her wrists for several seconds. Her back  was already so 
inflamed by pain that new blows hardly mattered for more than a second or 
two. 

By the time Karen gave the order to stop, Casey was hanging by her wrists, 
her agonized body no longer able to support her weight as the blows rained 
down against her. Her back and buttocks were red with criss crossing red 
welts where the belt had landed. 

Karen moved next to her and grasped a handful of short yellow hair between 
her black fingers. 
Casey groaned almost unconsciously as her head was jerked backwards. 

"You learned your lesson cuntpad?" she hissed. Casey could only moan 
unintelligibly through her pain and the gag. 

"I don't think she has." Karen said to the room. 

She stood back and took the belt from the brunette holding it. THWACK! The 
belt slashed down against Casey's right buttock, sending her hip crashing into 
the pillar again. 

CRACK! Many of the girls flinched as the force of the blow on her back 
smashed Casey forward again. 

"Turn the little slut around!" Karen ordered. 

The brunette and a slim redhead, quickly moved the dazed girl so her back 
was against the pillar. Her wrists were crossed far above her head and small 
drops of blood could be seen trickling from under the ropes that held her. 

THWAACCKKK !! 

Several girls gasped as the belt slashed down across the middle of Casey's 
left breast. 

It seemed to separate the meaty pillow in two for an instant, then as it 
withdrew, the breast bounced and jiggled as a dark angry red line appeared 
directly across the centre. 

Casey's brain reeled under this new pain. Her body was flung backward, her 
tailbone smashing into the pillar with bruising impact. 

THWACKK !... THWACK !.... THWACKKK ! 

The belt cracked down against Casey's tender, rounded meat orbs, leaving 
them bruised, and reddened, with horrible red welts. 

"Spread her legs apart." Karen said. 

The two girls eagerly complied, each pulling aside one of the girl's wobbly 
weakened limbs, opening up her groin. 
Casey was practically unconscious by now, as Karen slid the belt back, then 
lashed it forward at a side angle. The belt slashed upward directly into Casey's 
crotch, impacting with a loud dull thud against the girl's furry slit. 

Even through the gag every girl in the room heard the horrible agonized cry as 
Casey was thrown backwards and up off her feet by the brutal blow. 

Karen and several others grinned, while most of the girls cringed. Karen 
slammed the belt up again, then again. Each time sending the dazed girl into a 
twitching jerking dance of agony and pain. 

Finally Karen stopped. The blonde was in a stupor, almost hanging completely 
by her wrists. A girl stepped forward and waved smelling salts beneath her 
nose, making Casey jerk her head back quickly. 

"Since the little slut doesn't like getting it up the cunt, we're gonna show her 
another way to have fun." Karen called out. Karen stripped and donned the big 
dildo harness, then walked toward Casey. The dildo was pointed upward, and 
bounced slightly as the black girl moved behind her. 

Casey's body was pushed outward, her beaten breasts thrusting up and to the 
sides as Karen slid her hands over them. Karen's fingers fondled Casey's 
breasts, squeezing and kneading the aching flesh not unkindly. Her hands slid 
downward across Casey's belly and down into the V of her crotch, to cup her 
pubic mound. 

A single finger slid up inside the girl, sending her ass jerking backwards. 
Casey felt the hardened length of the dildo running up between her buttocks as 
it lay up between the two girls. Karen's hand slid around her right thigh and 
lifted her leg sideways and up off the floor. 

"Lets see how you like this bitch." she cackled. 

Casey groaned in fresh pain as he rounded head of the dildo pushed against 
her crinkled little anal opening with greater and greater force. Lubricated by her 
sweat the slippery rubber shoved aside Casey's sphincter and thrust far up into 
the defenceless girl's asshole. 

Karen humped her body forward, driving the rubber cock higher and deeper 
into the defenceless girl's anus. Casey felt the rigid rubber going far up into her 
guts, then ramming against the end of her ass tube insistently. 
She cried anew, and whimpered pitiful small noises into the gag, as the cock 
rammed up against her guts again and again. Finally she felt the crinkly hairs 
of Karen's pussy against her ass cheeks as the dildo was driven all the way up 
inside her belly. 

"You got it all little slut!" Karen hissed, lunging forward again, to ram the end of 
the cock into the blonde's guts again and again. 

Some of the other girls began to find their cunts growing slippery and warm at 
the sight of the two. Karen dropped Casey's leg back to the floor. Casey 
gasped as all her weight was brought down on the dildo and she was impaled 
by the brutal instrument. 

She struggled to stand but was hampered by Karen's clutching hands which 
kept her legs forced apart. She was forced to shove her ass back against the 
black girl to keep her toes on the floor. 

A girl moved forward and took a picture then, as Karen humped her hips 
forward, digging the fake cock way up into the blonde's tortured anus. 

Casey was bent like a bow. Her arms stretched above and behind her and 
balanced precariously on her toes. Her ass was pushed back against Karen 
and her chest shoved out. Karen held her hips tightly and humped upward with 
short vicious thrusts of her hips. 

Her hands slid up onto Casey's tits again, squeezing tightly, then one worked 
down between the blonde's legs, and slid two fingers up into her twat. Karen 
finally tired and pulled out.

MARINE SEX SLAVE

Part Four



They untied Casey then and pulled her into the centre of the room. She was 
throw onto the polished wooden floor on her belly and her arms and legs 
spread wide. 

A brunette named Sandra dropped between her legs and pushed the end of 
the dildo into the tortured anus. She thrust forward and down, working the hole 
bigger, then she humped her hips forward and jammed the whole thing down 
into the blonde girl's rectum. 

She lay on top of Casey and then, she laughed, dropping her entire weight 
onto Casey's body, crushing her to the floor and jamming the dildo way down 
inside her asshole. Casey's arms and legs flopped against the wooden floor 
and her body seemed to tremble as the hard rubber forced its way into her 
guts. 

Casey was helpless to do anything but moan and whimper, as Sandra gave 
several rapid humps with her lower body, pounding the dildo in and out of the 
little round hole. 

Casey's tender abused, pain filled tit orbs were mashed against the floor as 
Sandra hammered the dick down. Casey felt agony deep inside her belly as 
the dildo thumped into the end of her asshole and ground repeatedly against it. 
Casey felt the itchy scratching of Sandra's thick brown pubic hair between her 
parted ass cheeks as the dildo forced deeper still. 

She cackled. "It's way up in your guts sluthole!" She covered Casey's body 
with her own, rubbing her pointed titties into the blondes welt covered back. 
Casey could feel the hardened little black nipples dig into her skin as Sandra 
sighed and undulated her body so her groin fucked the dildo in and out of the 
tight asshole encasing it. 

She gripped the blonde's hair in both hands and jerked her head way up and 
back, then lunged forward, kissing, then biting deep into the side of the smaller 
girl's neck. She bit until she tasted blood and then sucked voraciously, loving 
the taste. 
Sandra dropped the blonde's head then pushed herself up on her two hands 
and feet so she was not touching Casey at all. She began to energetically 
swing her hips down and in, thrusting the dildo in and out of Casey's asshole 
with long, deep strokes. 

Then she grunted and pulled the slick rubber out of he girl's asshole 
completely, rising and taking off the harness.  Everyone gathered around could 
see Casey's wide open asshole as her abused sphincter muscle refused to 
adjust to the emptiness. The lithe redhead donned the gear and knelt between 
Casey's legs then. 

She placed the tip of the dildo against the open anus and lunged forward, 
driving it deep into the blonde girl's rectum once again. She lay atop Casey, 
her hands sliding under and squeezing the blonde's titties and sliding down 
between her legs to cup and fondle the furry cunthole. She bounced atop the 
girl, humping the dildo in and out of the tightly squeezing anus. 

With Casey's mind numbed and blurred, her helpless, confused body began to 
react to the deep petting and fondling, sending lubricant down into the empty 
clutching cunt tube, and fighting to pump blood into her constricted tit mounds. 

After about five minutes, the redhead got up and the Brunette who had 
whipped Casey, fucked the rubber cock down into the rounded opening. Casey 
heard her gurgling with delight. 

Casey could feel the girl's thick soft meat orbs squashing and rubbing against 
the skin of her back, as the brunette humped energetically. Her own tortured 
milk sacs were swelling by the second, her hardened nipples scratching 
against the wooden floor, excited outrageously by the continued mashing and 
squishing of the delicate sensitive meat. 

A tall blonde took the brunettes place, and then an oriental girl with short dark 
hair and a round moon face. The oriental jammed her hips against Casey's 
buttocks to get the dildo as far in as possible, then she gripped the blonde's 
hips in her strong fingers and bounced her lower body against Casey's ass. 

The dildo head banged rapidly against the end of her ass tube, bringing 
repeated grunts of pain from the blonde. Mixed with the pain though were the 
shooting sensations of heat as the dildo rushed in and out of her body, rubbing 
its fat head around in her belly. 
The oriental girl got off and was replaced by a large black girl who gripped 
Casey's hips in a grip of steel, lifting her lower body up off the ground into a 
kind of kneeling position. 

Her ass was up in the air but her head and shoulders were still on the floor, as 
the black girl slammed her hips forward and back, raping the teenagers 
asshole with furious, brutal thrusts. 

The black girls hips and groin smashed and slapped against Casey's 
widespread crotch, stimulating her tortured pussy meat with each impact, 
helplessly, hopelessly, the brutal sodomizing drove the little blonde deeper and 
deeper into an uncontrollable sexual torpor. 

Her tits seemed to radiate heat, and she longed to have someone suck and 
squeeze them. Her cunthole seemed vacant and yearned for a hot cock. 

The black girl pulled out and another girl took her place, then another, then 
another. All the while Casey was driven quietly mad. The repeated 
stimulations of her cunt and titties drove her every upward without any release 
as her cunt screamed to be filled. 

She thought that at any moment her cunt lips would open up and suck the 
current raper inside. Her brain was frazzled and despairing as the girls raped 
her asshole one after another. Five, ten, fifteen, twenty, twenty-five, thirty. 

She didn't think it was possible to be so hypersensetively excited. Every nerve 
in her body jangled and shrieked in need of release. Her asshole was a raw 
reddened sore from the continued sodomy, yet her cunt went unfulfilled. 

"OKay Robin, your turn." "Uhh Uhhnn." The other girls stared. Karen held the 
dildo out to her with a hard flat look on her face. 

"Take this and fuck the little bitch now or we'll do you next!" she gritted. Robin 
gulped then resignedly pulled her panties off then took the tool and slipped it 
on. She knelt behind Casey, then instead of sticking the dildo up her asshole, 
shoved it deep into her cunt. 

Casey jumped as if electrocuted. Her ass slammed back and a deep howl of 
satisfaction and ecstasy roared through the gag. The dildo slammed up into 
her belly as an orgasm of overwhelming proportions screamed through her 
brain. 
Her chest shot up off the ground, her back slamming into Robin's titties as she 
shoved herself back onto the rubber prong and cum gushed down her tube. 

Several of the girls watched her cum with astonishment. Casey writhed and 
shivered and trembled in an orgiastic frenzy, her ass jerking against the cock 
inside her. 

Robin held her against her chest, her arms around Casey's belly and chest. 
She studied the girl in surprise, then a slow smile crept onto her face. She 
humped forward, pumping the cock into the little blonde's sopping cunthole. 

Her hand slid up and squeezed one of Casey's outrageously stimulated 
breasts, sending blinding waves of release shivering through the girl's frame. 
Repeated grunts of contentment and satisfaction emanated from the 
teenager's mouth as her eyes closed tightly and her head pulled back. 

Her ass continued to jerk against the pumping cock, continued to ride the 
instrument of torture and pleasure. Exquisite surges of rapturous sensations 
poured through her body as she writhed against Robin's embrace, grinding her 
buttocks back into the brunette's groin. 

Little grunts and gasps of astonished pleasure emanated from her wide open 
mouth, and drool dribbled down her chin and onto her outthrust tit mounds. 
Her hands shot down into her crotch and grasped the thick rubber cock in 
shaky twitching fingers as she humped against it. 

Then she cried out in delirious happiness and thrust her crotch back onto the 
cock with furious pounding strokes that impaled her tight blonde pussy on the 
fat fuck spike. She gave one last tremendous gasp and then shot into 
unconsciousness. 

 The next day her asshole ached and stung from the abuse it had been given. 
She couldn't sit down without wincing. 

She spent the morning in a daze, unable to look up at anyone lest she meet 
the eyes of one of the girls who'd raped her the other night. Several times she 
nearly broke down in tears at the remembered outrage and humiliation. 

She knew she couldn't stand another night like that, and knew that she had 
become a kind of toy for the hard core dykes like Karen. 
When the opportunity presented itself she jumped into the back of a delivery 
truck leaving the base, and hid amongst some empty boxes and crates. 

The truck had hardly been moving for five minutes when it stopped. The flap 
was pulled up and a soldier's face peered inside. He glared at her and 
motioned her out. 

She was led across the field to the stockade, where two enormous MP's were 
waiting. They handcuffed her again, and then took her out of the jail to a 
waiting jeep. 

They delivered her to the provost marshals office where two officers greeted 
her with narrowed eyes and flat looks. 

She was stripped again, this time not even complaining, so tired and resigned 
was she. Her wrists were engulfed by thick leather ties, and then she was 
hauled up into the air. 

Her ankles were similarly tied, so that once she was a couple of inches off the 
floor, the leather bindings on her ankles began to resist the upward pressure 
on her wrists until her body was drawn as taught as a bow. She was hanging in 
the air, just above the floor, in a perfect X shape, her arms and legs 
spreadeagled. 

"Private Donovan, we don't like troublemakers in the ranks here." said the 
captain. He was a beefy man of middle years, with dark brown hair in a crew 
cut. He smoked a thick cigar that made the entire room reek. 

The woman next to him was a Lieutenant. She had long black hair, much 
longer than regulations usually permitted in fact. It hung straight down her back 
and over her shoulders. 

She was very tall, almost six feet, with deep green eyes in a thin, lean face. 
Her body was almost Voluptuous, her hips wide, her breasts big and high. 

"Perhaps it's time you learned just what this base is for Donovan." the captain 
said. He puffed on his cigar and walked over to stand just in front of her 
looking down. 

"There is only one kind of Marine, Donovan," he said," and you aint it! There 
are no female marines." Casey raised her head in confusion. 
"There are some split tails, who are dressed up like marines, and call 
themselves marines in public, but they aint marines baby. We bring in little 
split tails like you to keep morale up for our officer corps. 

We give you a pretty uniform, and let you stay on the base, and in areas where 
family are'nt allowed, but your only purpose is to serve the officers your 
assigned to." 

He slid his fingers through her hair, then tightened them and pulled her head 
up to face him as he drew in close. 

"Your a little fuck wad! You know what that is? Your here for fucking and 
sucking and nothing else, except maybe a little dictation and typing and shit 
like that." 

She stared at him in shock. 

He pushed her head back and walked away. 

"We expect you to be highly disciplined. To do what your told, when your told, 
and not ask any questions or complain." he said. 

He strode back to her and stood a foot or so away looking her up and down. 

"Look at you. Fucking is what you were made for, what God designed you for! 
You can have a good life with the corps. We treat our tarts right, here!" But, 
you must be disciplined. Your already behind the rest of your class." 

He walked around behind her, and she felt his hand sliding up and down her 
ass cheeks. His hand covered her ass completely. 

"We know, from your reactions in the shower,and last night in the barracks, 
that you are a hot piece of fucking material." he said 

Casey's mouth opened in surprise. 

"You didn't think we knew?" he laughed. 

His hand moved  off her ass and he came around in front of her to grin down 
at her. 

"The girls were all part of the program Donovan," 

"You can't escape Donovan. If you do, you'll find a warrant out on you for 
murder, treason, whatever the hell we want, and nobody would believe you for 
a second, anyway." 

He gestured toward the lieutenant behind him. 

"This is Lieutenant Caldwell, she'll be your training officer. After you leave 
here, you'll be trained in all the necessary arts to make a marine officer happy. 
She'll also teach you to be obedient." 

Casey hardly heard him, her stunned brain was reeling from the information, 
and from the horrifying realization that she was to be little more than a 
prostitute, a sex slave for some marine officer or officers, who would do 
whatever they wanted with her body! 

The lieutenant stepped forward, and moved over to a table not far from where 
Casey was hanging. "First we will teach you the imprudence of attempting to 
escape." he said, sitting himself down on a chair a few feet away. 

The lieutenant brought thin, black wires up from the table, each was attached 
to a machine and had little copper alligator clips on the end. The lieutenant 
pushed one of the clips over her right nipple and closed it. 

Casey gasped in pain as the clip bit tightly into her nipple. She bit her lip to 
keep from crying out loud as the nipple was pinched outrageously. The 
lieutenant then attached the other clip to her left nipple, causing a new flareup 
of stinging pain. 

"The only way you little bitches can learn anything is with a good dose of 
pleasure and pain." the captain said, " We'll give you some good hard cock, to 
teach you pleasure, and a here we'll show you some pain." 

The woman pulled another little wire over and then slid it downwards to her 
crotch. Casey cried out in a short yelp of pain as it tightened on her clitoris. 

Her arms and legs were so tightly held that she was completely unable to 
move, only her fingers, and toes twitched to show the pain the clips gave her. 

"All right, Melonie, begin." the captain ordered. 
For a second, Casey felt a tingling in her crotch, then she thew back her head 
and screamed as her cunt exploded in burning heat. Her pelvis shook and 
vibrated as hundreds of volts of electricity shot into her clitoris. 

The pain stopped as abruptly as it had started, and Casey collapsed inwardly, 
then suddenly fire seared burned into her nipples. Her chest shuddered, and 
her breath locked in her lungs as her tits bounced and flopped in agony. 

"Starting to get the picture Casey?" the captain asked, matter of factly. We 
won't mark your body, but we will show you that it belongs to us now." he 
nodded at the lieutenant, and Casey screamed again as her cunt and tits 
exploded together. 

Her head jerked and swayed as the bolts of electricity shot into her body. They 
drove the air from her lungs, so she couldn't even scream, but only whimper 
and gasp with desperate choking sounds. 

The lieutenant alternated the shocks, sometimes in the tits, sometimes the clit, 
or sometimes just one tit. Each time Casey was stunned into helpless gargling 
silence. 

Then, as the shocks subsided she would gasp in relief, and sob piteously 
despite herself. Every nerve ending was laid bare and shocked into agonized, 
screaming protest. 

Casey was covered with sweat, her hair hanging down in stringy limp strands, 
as the captain stood up and came forward. He had a short tube in his hand, 
like a nightstick, only metal. The dazed girl looked at him unseeingly through 
half closed eyes, as he stood next to her and smiled. 

She felt a sharp pressure at her behind, then felt a long cold instrument push 
inside. It went far up inside her, causing her more pain, as it skewered her 
outspread bottom. 

Then she screamed anew, this time pain shot through her system from inside. 
It was like an explosion going off inside her belly. Her guts churned and twisted 
around as the captain held the instrument up inside her. 

The pain stopped and she slumped in her shackles, as the captain chuckled. 
He pumped the tube up and down in her asshole, then moved away. The 
lieutenant held the tube in place. 
The shock came again, searing through her insides, and sending the blonde 
into a twitching shaking fit of pain filled horror. Then the shocks all hit her at 
once, in the ass, cunt and tits, and she was blasted into senselessness. 

She woke up with the lieutenant waving a foul smelling bottle under her nose. 

"This is no time to go to sleep Donovan, just when your starting to learn." the 
captain said. 

The woman moved away and Casey felt her wrists coming down as the ropes 
were lowered, then she gasped as her legs were pulled out from under her. 
The ropes raised her legs in the air as her arms were lowered until she was in 
a X position again, only this time horizontal, about three or four feet high, 
facing the floor. 

Casey's arms and shoulders ached from the punishing pressure placed on 
them, she was afraid her arms would pull out of their sockets. 

The captain stepped behind her, and between her legs, and then she felt a his 
hands stroking her taught buttocks with smooth gentle strokes. 

"Such a lovely behind, Casey." he complimented her. 

Then she felt a pressure at her asshole. She looked down the length of her 
body and saw the Captains pants around his ankles. She groaned inwardly, as 
she felt her ass mouth pushed open and the captain forced his cock down her 
asshole. Then began to sodomize her with an easy, unruffled stroke. 

"You have a very nice little asshole her Donovan." he said, "I'm sure a lot of 
men are going to enjoy it before long." 

His hands squeezed her buttocks lightly, then kneaded the rounded cheeks 
with greater strength, fingers digging into the flesh. 

Casey was growing dizzy as her head hung downward. She hardly felt his cock 
as it slid in and out of her anus for several minutes, her mind was still in a 
confused turmoil, and her body was too busy recovering from the electric 
shocks. 

Compared to that, his ass fucking was a pleasant thing. Which of course was 
the idea. 
The captain slid his hands down along Casey's hips, enjoying the smooth soft 
feeling of her teenage skin. 

His hands moved down over her belly and then up onto her breasts, which 
hung straight down from her body like two cow udders. 

"These are nice milk sacks baby." he sighed, squeezing them in heavy 
clutching paws. 

His hips began pounding into her crotch with greater intensity, as he felt his 
cock overheating. His thrusts grew faster, more forcefull. Then he groaned 
softly and spurted his seeds down into the blonde teenager's asshole. He 
patted her on the behind and then withdrew. 

He came around to the front and dragged her head up by the hair, until she 
was looking directly at his slimy, flaccid penis. 

"Clean this off for me Donovan." the captain ordered. 

She wearily complied, opening her mouth to receive his cock. 

He shoved it inside, and she started suckling and licking on it, trying to ignore 
the taste of her own asshole coming off it. His cock grew larger and harder as 
she suckled, and soon it was pushing at the back of her throat. 

He held Casey's head up with tight hands and began humping his groin 
forward, pushing his cockhead roughly against the back of her mouth. 

Suddenly, his fat cockhead pushed past her mouth and down into her throat. 
Casey choked, and fought back her stomach, which threatened to erupt. The 
cock went down her throat blocking her air tube completely. 

"Nothing like a nice throat fuck." the captain groaned. 

"You'll get used to that Donovan. Deep throating is something all marine 
susies do." he jammed his cockhead down her throat again, and held it there 
for several seconds before withdrawing into her mouth. 

He gripped her ears tightly, then began pumping his hips forward quickly, 
almost shuddering as his cock spewed out its load into the blonde's mouth. 

Casey gulped down the salty liquid, desperate to keep it from going into her 
lungs if he pushed his cockhead down the wrong tube. 

"That was nice Susie." the captain said, pulling his pants back up. Casey 
wondered dazedly why he was calling her Susie, she was to learn later that 
marines called women suzie, it was short for Suzie rottencrotch. 

The ropes pulled the girl upwards again to her previous position, and the 
woman moved behind her. She heard a swish, like something moving quickly 
through the air, then there was a loud "Crack!", and her hips jerked forward, 
away from the awful pain that exploded from her ass. 

Casey screamed, and jerked helplessly against the ropes. There was another 
swish, another `Crack!' on her behind. 

"Theres nothing like a good caning on the bottom, to teach a girl her lessons." 
the captain remarked casually. 

The cane swished down again and again, lancing across Casey's buttocks, 
sending the girl into agonized thrashings, and filling the air with her howls and 
screams. 

Her voice whimpered and shook as she pleaded for them to stop, and little 
sobs broke through between cries of pain. But the caning went on, 
occasionally moving up her body to crack down onto her back and shoulders. 

Then the woman moved around in front of her and Casey cringed away from 
what she knew was coming. 

The cane cracked down onto her left breast, directly across the nipple. A 
burning red line appeared across the surface of her tit mound. Then the cane 
thwacked down again, this time on her right tit. 

Then on her left again, then the right, then the left. All the while Casey 
screamed and wailed, pleading with the woman, and with the captain to stop, 
promising absolute obedience, promising anything, as she was driven toward 
insanity. 

Her voice broke, and tears rolled down her face as she shrieked and threw her 
head about in fits of desperate torment. 

The caning stopped. Casey gasped in shocked, agony. Her tit mounds were 
covered with criss crossing welts, angry red lines that marred the lovely white 
surface. 

She felt the ropes moving her again. The pulleys pulled her around until she 
was upside down. Then the lieutenant moved next to her and whipped the 
cane directly down into her outspread crotch. 

Casey's body shuddered as it was wracked with an enormous screaming burst 
of pain. She shrieked in horrified disbelief as the cane smacked down onto her 
soft tender pubic mound. 

The lieutenant ripped the cane down again and again, until the blonde lost 
consciousness again. This time not even the smelling salts would bring her 
back to her senses.

MARINE SEX SLAVE

Part Five

Casey woke to renewed pain. She was back in her cot, in her barracks. Her 
body felt like it had gone through the ringer, which it had. She felt aches, and 
pains from almost every part of her. She was afraid to lift the covers and see 
what her body looked like. 

She lay in bed, hopeless despair overwhelming her. She tried to think of some 
way out of her dilemma but couldn't. Not for the first time, she cursed her body, 
cursed being born a girl. 

She remembered back when she had started to develop years ago. She had 
been just like the boys then, in fact she had no girl friends. She played 
baseball, football, hockey. She argued about the merits of sports and wrestling 
stars with her friends, all boys. 

While girls her age were involved with clothes and dates, she was trying to 
deny and minimize her development into womanhood. She refused to consider 
wearing a bra, wearing thick sweaters, and loose pants to disguise the growing 
differences between her and her friends. Then came the day, when she could 
no longer convince anyone, including herself, that she was a boy. 

She had been roaming around aimlessly with half a dozen of her friends, all 
boys. They talked about this and that, and poked around, eventually wandering 
into a thick patch of woods. The guys had begun talking about girls, more and 
more, a topic which Casey, of course felt no interest in. 

One of the guys started talking now about tits. He had been on a date, and felt 
a girl's tits. She couldn't remember exactly how it had started, but one of them 
had jokingly said, how Casey could solve all the mystery about tits. They had 
all ganged up on her, deriding her, making obscene comments about her. 

As often happened, the insults turned into a physical confrontation, between 
her and one of them, only this time the wrestling had turned more serious. 

Several of the others had joined in and together they pinned the wildly 
struggling girl to the grass and jerked her sweater up and over her head, 
revealing her round, budding breasts. 
The action seemed to stop for an eternity, as they all stared rapturously down 
at her fleshy mounds. Then one of them had put his shaky hand down and 
stroked, and then squeezed her left breast, another joined in, and soon they 
were all squeezing and fondling her boobs, as Casey raged and cursed 
helplessly. 

Then they had yanked her pants down, followed by her panties. Her almost 
bare pussy slit, left them shaking with excitement. Casey almost broke into 
tears of rage, and humiliation as they had run sweating fingers along her slit, 
and tried to push their fingers inside her. 

If they hadn't been so utterly distracted, she didn't know what might have 
happened, but she was able to kick one of her tormentors away and dash off 
into the bush. They had pursued her for a short time, before losing her. 

She eventually went back to the now deserted clearing and gotten her clothes 
back, but she had never again felt the same freedom around boys. 

"All right Donovan, stop daydreaming and get up." She looked up to see 
Sergeant Cummings standing next to the bed, hands on hips. 

"You had to be a smartass, didn't you? Well see where it gets you?" she 
glared. 

"Now get you ass out of bed and stand at attention!" she shouted. 

Casey jumped up and out of bed, and stood rigidly before the woman. 
Cummings examined her, her eyes sliding up and down Casey's body. 

"Hmmm, they really laced you didn't they?" she said. 

Casey's eyes fell as she looked down and saw the black and blue marks, 
along with the ugly purple weals, and welts on her tits, wrists, and thighs. 

"Learn to do what your told and it won't happen again."        

*******************************

"Your being transferred to the school now, so's you can learn your `trade' 
better" she smirked, "Put on a jumper and follow me." 

They walked across the base to a fenced in compound that enclosed a series 
of interlocked buildings. She handed Casey over at the front desk to a stern 
looking Sergeant who must have weighed three hundred pounds. He glared 
down at her in displeasure as she stood before him. 

"You should have been here a couple of days ago woman. You'll just have to 
catch up with the rest of the girls." 

He led her down a series of hallways until stopping before a large double door. 
They went through and Casey found herself in another barracks hall, with rows 
of bunk bed lining both walls. 

"This is your bunk." he said, pointing to one. "All the gear you'll need is in the 
footlocker next to it." he jerked the top of the locker open, and pulled out what 
she first thought was a towel. 

"Put this on." he said, thrusting it towards her. 

She blinked up at him, then stared at the small garment. It was really nothing 
but two white rectangles of thin, satiny material, fastened together by two thin 
straps. 

"What kind of uniform is this?" she gulped. 

"It's a Suzies uniform you split tail. Now put it on! We don't have all god 
damned day!" She jumped at the loudness of his voice. She waited just a 
second, until realizing he had no intention of leaving, then sighed, and pulled 
the zipper of her jumpsuit down. 

So many people had seen her naked lately, and in such compromising 
positions, that she hardly had any shame left at disrobing before strangers. 
She pulled the jumpsuit down and off, and the Sergeant motioned at her 
underwear as well. 

She stripped them off too, and stood defiantly staring up at him, as if daring 
him to say something. 

"You better watch that attitude Suzie, or we'll beat it out of you." he warned. 

She lowered her eyes, then pulled the garment over her head. 

The two rectangles covered her front and back to a couple of inches below 
crotch level, but left her sides completely exposed. The sergeant produced a 
thin silver chain which went around her waist, and clutched the two sides tight. 
It was still a garment that nobody would consider wearing in public, and might 
get arrested if they did. 

"All right, come on." he said, grabbing her arm and pulling her along next to 
them as they left the barracks and walked down another series of halls. They 
arrived at a closed doorway. 

The sergeant knocked twice, and waited. The door opened and a thin, older 
man, a lieutenant, opened it. 

"Ah here she is, our missing waif." he grinned. 

"Come in Donovan." he told her. 

Casey shuffled into the room. There were a dozen other girls there, including 
several she recognized from the earlier barracks. They were dressed as she 
was. 

"Theres a seat right over there, Donovan." The lieutenant directed. 

She moved down an aisle and started to sit, then stopped in astonishment. 
There was a fat, rubber rod sticking up out of the middle of the seat. It was 
rounded on top and about eight inches long. She turned toward the Lieutenant 
in shock. 

"Yes, thats for you." he grinned. "Sit on it, theres some lubricant in the desk if 
you need it." Casey looked around, open mouthed, only now noticing that all 
the girls were seated in peculiar poses, with the front and backs of there 
garments spread away from them. 

Her mind whirled with confusion. She knew if she didn't do as she was told 
she'd be tortured again, and made to endure much worse than this. The 
lieutenant was gazing at her with an impatient look, which would no doubt give 
way to anger. 

She gritted her teeth and threw her leg over the chair, squatting over it, then 
she slowly lowered herself down, placing her slit over the rubber and pushing 
down until she felt its rounded top press aside her still, sore cunt lips. 
She tried to ignore the presence of the other girls, and the lieutenant, all of 
whom watched with interest as she tried to lower herself with as little pain as 
possible. 

The thing was only a couple of inches inside, when she noticed the lieutenant 
standing right next to her. His leg whipped out and kicked her right leg out from 
under her. She abruptly fell straight down, her ass whomping into the chair, 
and the rubberized instrument slamming up into her pussy tunnel with a violent 
thrust. 

She squealed in pain, but was drowned out by the laughter coming from the 
other girls. 

The lieutenant walked back to the front of the room and stood behind a desk. 
There was a blackboard behind him with a picture of a cock on it. He pointed 
towards various parts of the cock as he spoke on how to squeeze down with 
cunt muscles to make a man come better. 

"Now you have to clench your muscles, like you have to go to the bathroom." 
he lectured. 

"At the same time clench your thigh muscles, and inhale deeply. Now try it on 
the cocks there and we'll see how your doing. 

Each of the girls seemed to be doing as he said. Casey just sat there in 
confusion until he came over next to her. 

"What are you waiting for Donovan?" he demanded. 

"Sir! I don't know what I'm supposed to do sir!" she protested. 

"Look here." he sighed, pointing at a little box on the desk. It had wires leading 
into it and had several meters with little needles and dials. 

"Clench your cunt muscles." he ordered. 

She complied, desperate to do as he wanted and avoid another beating. One 
of the little needles started to move as she clenched. 

"There are instruments inside that device to measure the pressure you put on 
various parts of a cock." he told her. 
"In this exercise the idea is to get that middle needle up past twenty five." 

The needle was at fifteen as she bared down. 

"You have to work your way up to it." he said soothingly. 

"Clench an unclench repeatedly." he moved on to the next girl to see how she 
was doing. Casey clenched and unclenched as he said, and was eventually 
able to get the needle up to twenty five, though only for a second. 

Suddenly, she started feeling a tingle through the device. 

The lieutenant was at the front of the room. 

"All right, the power is now on, so you'd better clutch those little pussies tight." 
he said. 

The tingle increased, as Casey sat there filled with dismay. She noticed 
several of the girls quivering, and shaking from the voltage shooting into their 
guts, and wondered why the shock didn't seem that bad to her. 

Then she loosened her muscles and was zapped with a much more powerful 
current that made her gasp in sudden pain, and automatically clench her 
muscles again. The current dropped to almost nothing as the needle on the 
little box shot up past twenty. She realized that the electricity was governed by 
how tightly she clenched her cunt muscles and bore down on the rod. 

The girl next to her suddenly screamed, she had been quivering and shaking 
for several minutes now, apparently unable to exert enough pressure on the 
rod. She had a tall, lithe body, with short curly red hair and a sweet egg 
shaped face. 

She started to jerk up and down and grunt in pain as the voltage shook her 
frame. Casey watched in fear as the girl's head was thrown back and her body 
quivered like she was undergoing an epileptic fit. 

She made no attempt to get off the device, and Casey could only wonder what 
the punishment would be if she did. She continued gargling in desperate pain, 
until she suddenly fell forward, collapsing onto the desk unconscious. Her body 
still jerked from the voltage, until the lieutenant turned it off somehow. 
"Thats enough for today." he said after a while. Casey gasped in relief, her 
muscles ached, down there, and she was tired from the exertion, and the low 
level shocks she had been getting. She lifted her tired pussy up off the rod, 
and rubbed herself sorrowfully. 

"Hi Casey." She turned from policing her bunk to find Robin smiling at her. The 
two of them hugged, and sat down on Casey's bed. "You shouldn't have tried 
to run away." Robin admonished her. 

"I know." Casey sighed. 

"This place is a lot better than the first barracks." 

"Are you kidding?" Casey groaned. 

"It is, really! We can do a lot more here, and we don't have that bitch Karen 
around. She's in another barracks." 

"Thank God for small favours. 

"Lights out in five." a sergeant yelled. All the girls began getting undressed. 
There was no underwear assigned with their outfits, nor anything for sleeping 
in. All the girls slept nude here and Casey became nervous at the sight of all 
that flesh assaulting her vision. It reminded her too much of her previous 
assaults. 

"It's not so bad." Robin smiled, as if reading her mind. " There have'nt been 
any really bad gang bangs like before. Here we just all do what we want 
together." 

"What do you mean?" Casey asked. As if in reply, Casey noticed, not one, but 
two girls hope up onto the top bed of her bunk. She looked around in 
startlement and noticed this was'nt uncommon. Many of the girls were settling 
down in the same narrow cots together. 

"It gets cold at night here." Robin said softly. "And after people yelling at you all 
day, you kind of want to end it all with a little... affection." She leaned forward 
and kissed Casey's cheek lightly. 

Casey pulled back nervously, and they stared into each other's eyes. "It helps 
you feel better." Robin said softly. 
The lights went off, plunging the barracks into darkness. Casey heard a gentle 
moan coming from above her. She felt Robin's soft hand slide lightly up and 
down her back, then her lips touched Casey again. 

They all trooped out into the hallway. Casey simply followed the other girls, not 
knowing where she should be going. They went down the hallway and into a 
large gymnasium. 

The girls walked over to one side and pulled the little shifts up over their heads 
and deposited them on a low railing. Casey followed suit, glad that for once 
she wasn't the only girl naked. 

"All right, line up here." said an officer. 

She was a tall, sleek looking woman of perhaps thirty or thirty five years. She 
had very short brown hair, and a face that would have been lovely, had it not 
been so stern. The girls all formed a single line and waited. 

She moved down the line, handing out, what Casey identified as dildoes, and 
splitting them into pairs. 

"My name is Valerie." the lieutenant said. "You don't salute me or call me 
lieutenant. I'm a suzie, just like you all will be." 

"All right." she said, you will practice your hand to hand skills here. Remember, 
the weapon has to be fully buried in your opponent before you can claim a 
victory. 

Casey looked down at the dildo, it was thicker than her arm, and at least ten 
inches long, then looked across at the girl who was paired with her. 

She was a mean looking brunette, with enormous breasts, who looked at least 
ten pounds heavier than her, and she grinned nastily at Casey, thrusting the 
dildo upwards obscenely at her. 

"All right go!" the Valerie yelled. 

The brunette charged forward, and Casey hurriedly jumped aside, just 
escaping a vicious punch aimed toward her head. The brunette meant 
business. Casey was hampered by her own confusion. The idea of sticking a 
dildo into another girl's cunt was grotesque. 
The brunette had no such worry. She kicked out with her left foot. Casey 
jumped back but couldn't avoid a glancing blow that sent her off balance, and 
dropped her to one knee. 

Before she could dodge it, the brunette followed up with a savage kick to 
Casey's belly that hit the blonde with a tremendous impact. Casey doubled 
over with a pained, whooof, as the breath exploded from her lungs. 

Instantly the brunette was on her. Her left arm slid around Casey's back, 
jerking her forward and over the brunette's knees as her ass wiggled 
helplessly in the air. The brunette brought the dildo stabbing down against 
Casey's upturned pussy, thrusting several inches past the blonde's pussy lips. 

Casey cried out and twisted desperately, her hand reached back and felt the 
brunette's heavy hanging breast. Her fingers locked around the tit meat, 
digging in deeply, and she twisted her hand and pulled back hard. The 
brunette howled in pain as her breast was grabbed and wrenched. Her hands 
tore Casey's fingers away, as she fell backward. 

Casey jumped up and dove onto the brunette, as she lay momentarily on her 
back. Casey's dildo stabbed downward, jabbing into the brunette's cunthole. 

She twisted and shoved the dildo violently, hoping to end the fight. But the 
brunette kicked out, her foot hitting Casey in the head, and knocking her aside. 

Now the brunette jumped onto Casey's back, facing downwards, as the blonde 
lay on her belly momentarily dazed. 

Her ass slapped down on Casey's back, which caused both girls to cry out. 
The dildo still halfway into the brunette's cunt, came down painfully hard onto 
the small of Casey's back, driving it several inches deeper into the brunette's 
cunt and nearly disqualifying her. 

She reached back angrily and yanked the dildo out, then stabbed down with 
her own dildo. The dildo smashed against Casey's cunt lips, then pierced her 
entrance and thrust into her tunnel. 

Casey gasped and writhed against the brunette, trying to throw her off, but the 
brunette's legs were squeezed tightly around the blonde girl's sides, holding 
her in place. 
Casey's legs writhed franticly as the brunette twisted the dildo deeper inside 
her cunt tunnel. She tried to close her legs tightly, but the brunette's fist was 
already between them, and her hand grabbed Casey's pussy hair and yanked 
sharply, making the blonde girl scream in pain. 

The brunette gripped the end of the dildo tightly, putting all her weight behind 
her hand as she shoved it further inside the pouting cunt hole. 

Casey was clawing at the floor, trying hopelessly to turn over, as she felt the 
plastic cock tunnelling deeper into her guts. 

Then the brunette started hammering away at the last three or four inches of 
dildo that protruded from Casey's cunt. She held her palms together and 
slapped and pounded them down against the end of the dildo. 

Casey yelled and shrieked as the front of the dildo was mashed against her 
cervix with brutal uncompromising force. Casey grunted and cried each time 
the girl pounded on the dildo. It was like a spike being forced into her body. 

She lurched and shuddered, her eyes streamed with tears, and her legs 
bounced on the floor. The brunette punched and whacked at the remaining 
inch of plastic with determination. 

She ignored the writhing girl's pain filled howls as she forced the cock into her 
body until the last bit of white disappeared inside the fuckhole and her soft 
pussy lips closed tightly. 

She slapped on the tender pussy lips for good measure, feeling the solidity of 
the dildo beneath them. 

Casey wailed in pain and bounced her hips on the floor, as the brunette held 
on tightly for the referee's count. 

However she wasn't content, even though she had now won the contest. She 
picked up the dildo Casey had dropped and pushed it against the girl's 
asshole. The little wrinkled hole was defenceless as the brunette stabbed the 
dildo against it, and thrust it inside. 

Casey's body shivered at this new attack. The brunette shoved the dildo with 
relentless pressure, forcing inch after inch up the blonde's asshole. In a frenzy, 
Casey thrashed beneath her, momentarily dislodging the brunette. 
Casey tried to crawl away but was grabbed from behind. The brunette jumped 
on her back, collapsing her to the floor again, then slammed her knee into the 
end of the dildo, forcing more of it inside. Casey shrieked and scrambled up 
again. 

The brunette threw her arms around Casey's chest as the blonde rose then 
dropped her weight backward. Both girls fell back to the floor, landing on their 
asses. Casey's eyes bulged, and a soundless scream of agony made her 
mouth open wide as the entire dildo embedded itself up her shit chute. 

The brunette locked her arms around her chest, and her legs around her waist. 
She lifted both, managing to pull the blonde a couple of inches off the floor, 
then dropped her heavily. 

Bolts of searing electric pain rippled up and down Casey's body as she ground 
down onto the twin spikes inside her. 

Her frame rocked back and forth, and a low pitched grunting came from her 
lungs. Blinding agony exploded in her guts, searing through her every fibre. 
She could feel the heads of the two dildos grating against her bones and 
muscles far up inside her. 

She was impaled on the twin cocks, and shivered uncontrollably as her body 
screamed in protest. Cramps tore through her shocked system sending their 
own numbing pains to her addled brain. 

The brunette rocked up and slammed her down again. Casey's head whipped 
backwards, her entire body began to twitch and writhe as she was utterly 
skewered beyond her ability to cope. 

Again the brunette rocked back, pulling the trembling girl upward, then 
slammed her back. Casey's pulpy cunt mound was mashed beneath her. The 
two rigid fuckpoles jarred and vibrated inside her. The last inch of plastic cock 
was forced past her anal ring and up into the entrance of her bowels. 

Her crinkled opening gaped open, distended by the ferocious abuse of the fat 
dildo, then it slowly closed tightly. 

A roaring sound smothered Casey's senses, and she whimpered in denial. Her 
mind fought desperately as she wailed inside herself in mortification. 

Then her body gave a terrible shudder, It heaved, every nerve on end, every 
muscle straining, then she exploded into the most massive, overwhelming 
orgasm of her life. Wave after wave of searing, burning sensations roared 
through her system. 

The two plastic dildos felt like they had punched up past the back walls of her 
cunt and asshole and were wriggling and twisting up in her guts. 

Her tits swelled, enlarged beyond reason. They felt bloated and began 
burning, boiling. Her nipples were stretched tautly as her breasts hardened like 
rocks. At any second she knew her meaty milk sacks would explode in a 
showering flood of blood and flesh. 

Her eyes rolled back in her head as her cuntmound crackled with intense 
repeated bolts of high voltage sexual fire. They tore into the girl's sensory 
system like an exploding nova. 

Her cunt and asshole clutched and twitched around the twin cocks, sucking 
and pulling them even deeper into her belly. 

The blonde thrashed against the tight grip of the other girl. Her face turned red, 
then white, then as her lungs were held in repeated contractions of inflamed 
fever, her face turned blue from lack of oxygen. 

Pain and pleasure mingled indelibly inside her as the girl finally collapsed, and 
slumped senseless, back against the brunette. 


MARINE SEX SLAVE

Part Six


The other girls who had lost were forced to kneel over Valerie's knee in front of 
the entire class, their bare asses pointed towards the other girls. Then they 
received five hard lashes from a long thin cane. However, Casey, who had 
annoyed Valerie and distracted the class with her hysteric behaviour was 
served a meaner punishment. 

After she had revived, Valerie had taken a roll of thick, black electrical tape, 
torn off a strip and taped it tightly to her glistening skin, from her belly button, 
down firmly between her legs, over her pubic mound and up between her ass 
cheeks. 

Another strip was wound around her belly right over the edges of the first strip. 
The two dildoes were thus held up within her belly, and were to stay there for 
the rest of the class. 

Casey could hardly move from the pain within her as she stood in line for her 
caning. She could hear snickers and catcalls from the other girls as she 
shuffled carefully forward to receive her caning. 

She squeaked and whimpered in pain as she bent over across the man's 
knees. The cane hissed down, and cracked across her buttocks, sending her 
body jerking forward. 

Valerie had warned them all that for each cry she would add another lash, so 
Casey tried to keep quiet. She gritted her teeth as the cane whacked down 
again, then again, then again. It passed the five the others had gotten, not 
stopping till she had gotten twenty hard strokes. He then casually rolled her off 
his lap so she crashed to the floor with a startled, pained yelp. 

She was then forced to do exercises with the rest of the girls. Jumping jacks, 
jogging around the room, then deep knee bends, and finally touching toes and 
situps. These last bringing painful pressure against the tips of the twin dildoes 
that were fighting the tape to slide out of her. 

One time, as she was touching her toes, one of the girls behind her had kicked 
her full in the crotch, sending the two cocktubes slamming up into her.
There was a second kick, then a third, sending Casey pitching headlong 
forward to fall on her chest on the floor, her boobs squashed beneath her. 

When the class was over, she was called up before the entire class again. 
Valerie made her lay on her back on a table, and four girls came forward 
eagerly at her request. 

They held her arms and legs firmly apart, as Valerie pulled the tape from 
around her belly. She cringed against the pain as the tape yanked out little 
hairs from her belly, then sudden insight made her squirm frantically against 
their grip as Valerie peeled an inch or so of the other strip down off her belly. 

She gripped it firmly between her fingers, then ripped the whole thing down off 
her groin as far as her pussy mound. She screamed in terrible pain as the tape 
tore out all her pussy hairs at once, leaving a bare reddened area behind. 

The girls then turned her over so she was bent over the table belly down. The 
tape still covered her slit and pussy mound, going up between her naked ass 
cheeks. 

Valerie gripped the length of the tape and yanked it upward, ripping out the 
remainder of her pubic hair from off her pussy mound, so it was completely 
bald and puffened from irritation and soreness. 

Her classes continued. She was taught the art of fellatio, practising on 
volunteer officers, till she could deep throat a twelve inch cock expertly. 

She learned the proper way to clutch and squeeze cocks within her, and how 
to loosen her asshole so it could be entered and fucked properly. She was 
drilled in the necessity for obedience and discipline, and respect for officers. 

She became expert at cunnilingus to satisfy officer's wives, and steeped in the 
sexual lore of S and M, Bondage, Paedophilia, necrophilia, scatology, and 
every other perverted idea under the sexual sun. 

She could burst into orgasm from fucking, being strung up and whipped, being 
urinated upon, or anything else that involved nudity and sex. 

The marines had learned brainwashing technics from the asians and russians 
and put it to good use with the Suzies. 
Casey soon came to feel empty and jittery if long periods of time passed 
between fuckings. It was difficult for her to sleep more than a few hours at a 
time without waking up in desperate need of relief from the fires burning in her 
groin. 

She didn't know that she had been conditioned this way, only that she felt 
unfulfilled and wanton, her sex tingling and raw. She was also conditioned 
never to touch herself down there without permission.  

She was forced, along with the other girls, to endure her inflamed cravings and 
yearnings until morning reveille, when the girls were allowed to scamper out 
into the yards for a good fucking. 

They would stand in straight lines, shoulder to shoulder, as a few at a time 
were called up to be bent over and reamed out as the rest watched. 

How early they were relieved depended on how much they begged and whined 
when the Sergeants and Lieutenant wandered among them. 

Those who didn't display proper obsequiousness were forced to endure the 
added pain of watching girl after girl be solidly impaled by the hard cocks of the 
instructors and scream in delighted fulfilment and orgasms before they 
themselves were allowed their cums. 

The trainers always left one girl completely unsated, as a lesson to the others 
to be more respectful and show the proper reverence for the trainer's cocks. 

The unsatisfied girl would usually break into tears when she realized she 
would not be screwed. She would be forced to go through breakfast and on 
into her first class  without any relief as her fuckhole burned and ached. 

The girl's were fast becoming mindless sexual drones, whos entire existence 
was focused around their sexual gratification. After a few weeks, Casey, who 
had always despised her weak, female body, would gasp and beg for mercy 
from a few seconds fondling of her breast. 

One squeeze on her sensitive, glistening pubic mound would send her 
bursting into an orgasm. This so amused the trainers that, often as she walked 
down a hallway, one would simply push her against the wall, spread her legs 
and jam his hand into her crotch, cupping and squeezing her cunt. 

She would immediately start grunting and humping against the hand, helpless 
as the sexual heat within her ignited anew and sent her shivering and 
shuddering through an explosive cum. 

One day, Casey had fallen while trying to jump over a sawhorse. She wasn't 
badly hurt, but her elbow was bruised and cut slightly, and hurt badly enough 
for her to have to fight off tears. Valerie had bandaged the elbow, and 
instructed her to keep it straight so it would'nt start bleeding again. 
But first, Casey had to get through her shower. The girls showered several 
times a day, trying to keep clean despite all the sweating they were required to 
endure each training session. The instructors had no intention of allowing them 
to leave any class for the next, smelling badly. 

Valerie, being a lot kinder than normal today, insisted that Casey use her own 
private shower, in the instructors office. That meant, of course, that Valerie 
had had to help her off with her clothes. This embarrassed and frightened 
Casey. She was afraid of the woman, and being within touching distance 
made her tremble in fear. 

For some reason she couldn't understand, she had fantasized about Valerie 
the other night. Nothing very specific, but it had shocked her when she'd 
woken, and found herself wet between the legs. 

"Keep your arm elevated Casey, so you don't get the cut too wet." Valerie 
instructed, as she disrobed herself. Casey tried to avert her eyes from the 
instructors nudity. She had seen a lot of naked girls in the past while. 
Somehow it seemed different seeing Valerie naked, after all, she was an 
officer, even if she was a Suzie too. 

Valerie watched the girl fumble awkwardly with the soap, her arm held above 
her, out of the showers stream of water. "Here, honey." she said amiably. "Let 
me help you." 

"No, it's alright !" Casey protested. Valerie frowned at her. It was the kind of 
frown she had been using for the last few weeks whenever the girl disobeyed 
one of her orders. 

She held out her hand, and Casey reluctantly put the slick bar of soap in it. 
Valerie soaped up both hands and stood behind the blonde girl. She ran her 
hands over her shoulders first, and her neck, taking her time, massaging the 
skin and muscles as she soaped her. 
Her hands slid downward, scrubbing Casey's back gently, then sliding around 
to her sides. She could feel the girl trembling slightly as she caressed her skin 
with her soapy hands. She noted the girls nipples, erect despite the warmth in 
the room. 

She turned Casey slightly, so she was in front of her. She started soaping up 
her chest above the girl's breasts. Casey was looking down at the floor, too 
embarrassed to see Valerie's face. Valerie soaped up above the breasts, then 
slid her hand down the cleavage between them to soap up the girl's belly. 
She thought she noted a sudden catch in the blonde's breath when her hand 
slid between her breasts. She put a hand on the girl's hip and slid her other 
hand around in circles on Casey's belly and abdomen. Then she casually slid 
her hand up slowly, up from Casey's abdomen, over her stomach to her left 
breast, and directly up across it. 

Casey was biting her lip, which was a good thing since she thought she would 
have screamed otherwise. She was becoming incredibly turned on. 

Her whole body seemed to be trembling in anticipation. Her groin was fiery hot, 
and pulsating with a kind of dull quivering need. 

As Val's hand slid down over her other breast, her groin, and that soft, tender 
area between her legs, seemed to throb with a furious intensity. 

Valerie watched the girl carefully, for any reactions. She slid her hands over 
her breasts now, massaging them in the guise of scrubbing. She couldn't miss 
the pebbly hardness of the pink nipples against her fingers and palm though. 

She stepped behind the girl, sliding her hand down her back again, then down 
further, rubbing across her buttocks, squeezing and kneading the two white 
cheeks. 

Casey seemed to be shiver as she scrubbed her behind. Valerie carefully 
avoided sliding her hand between the girl's cheeks just yet, as much as she 
wanted to. "Raise your right leg, honey, and put it on the bar." 

There was a horizontal pipe running the length of the shower room a couple of 
feet above the floor. The Casey slowly jerked her foot up, putting it on the pipe. 
Valerie leaned over, sliding her hands up around the girl's thigh, and soaping 
up the length of her leg, from top to bottom. 

As her hands moved down the length of the leg, her bare breasts pushed 
firmly into Casey's back. 

She slid her hands up and down the leg, alternately pressing her breasts 
against the girl's back and side. "Other leg." she said huskily. 

Casey quickly obliged, and Valerie soaped up that leg as well, continually 
pressing her breasts against the girl. She soaped the leg far up to the crotch, 
high enough that the side of her hand brushed against the girl's crotch every 
other time or so. "Okay." she whispered finally, allowing Casey to drop her leg. 

She could feel the girl trembling against her now as she stood behind her, 
scrubbing her belly once more, slowly and gently. 

Casey seemed to be staring straight ahead at the wall, as if in a trance. 

Valerie slid her right hand up. Casey's right hand was still high in the air, and 
Valerie had no trouble sliding her hand up under it to Casey's right breast. 

She squeezed the malleable flesh, then gripped the hardened nipple between 
two fingers, and pinched it gently. Casey gasped in surprise and excitement, 
her body seemed to shudder against Valerie, and her ass unconsciously 
shoved back a little, into Valerie's groin. 

As soon as she felt the pubic hair of Valerie's crotch pushing into her ass 
crack, Casey gasped in wondrous pleasure and terror. She was sure she had 
given herself away. 

What was worse, her body felt on the verge of an orgasm ! She remembered 
the last time she had cum in class when she wasn't supposed to, and tried 
desperately to fight back her bodies desires. 

Valerie slid her hand down Casey's body, and between the girl's legs. Her 
hand, for the first time, slid over Casey's pubic mound and squeezed it firmly. 
Casey yipped in startled surprise, but was immediately assaulted by a huge 
wave of intense sexual heat that threw her body into turmoil. 

Valerie's hand squeezing her pubic mound was more than her lust filled body 
could stand. She felt herself shiver uncontrollably, felt her groin moving, 
pushing forward and down against her teacher's hand. 
An overpowering series of tremors shook her small frame as Val's hand 
seemed to melt her insides, and turn the liquid remains into a bubbling 
cauldron. 

Valerie rubbed her hand between the girl's legs, her finger sliding along the 
slit, searching for the clitty. She pressed her body into Casey from behind, her 
other hand going around the girl and squeezing her breasts. 

Casey groaned audibly, unable to keep her silence. Her groin was humping 
down on Valerie's hand, her back rubbing against her teacher's breasts. 

She felt Valerie's groin pressing into her ass, and then as Valerie found her clit 
and squeezed it solidly, she exploded. 

"Gotcha." Valerie grinned, satisfied and proud of her ability to manipulate the 
girl's body. 

Casey jerked and squirmed against her. She felt the heat of Casey's crotch 
pouring into her fingers, felt her swollen breast push forward into the hand 
cupping it. She rubbed against Casey's clitty, rasping her thumb against the 
hard little nugget, and dipping her fingers into the girl's hot honey hole. 

A low whimpering cry of confusion and elation escaped the girl's lips. Her 
glistening buttocks pushed backward, grinding into Val's crotch, as the 
Lieutenant worked her hand against Casey's cunt. Val thrust her index finger 
up into the girl's slimy cunt hole, hearing Casey gasp in shock and surprise. 

Casey's body shook and twitched in the throes of an overwhelming sexual 
release. She felt Valerie's finger sliding between her cunt lips and moving into 
her body with a sense of relief almost as strong as her climax. 

She realized, even in the midst of her gut wrenching climax, that Valerie had 
intended this, not as a prelude to punishment, but as a sexual release for 
herself, and wouldn't condemn her for her lust. 

The teenage fuck hole boiled in hot spurting juices, and sucked desperately at 
Val's finger as she worked it in and out. Casey's legs spread further apart, 
allowing Val to slide a second finger up into the girl's cunt slit. 

She jerked the girl around, delighted by the astonished, dazed pleasure on the 
girl's face. Valerie sized her face, in both hands, and kissed her. 
Her lips mashed against the girl's and after a slight hesitation, Casey returned 
the pressure. 

Their tongue's locked together as the water poured down on them. Val's arms 
slid around Casey's waist, then moved down to cup those delightfully soft ass 
cheeks. Casey was too far gone to do anything but stand there, her hands at 
her side as the lieutenant plunged her tongue into her mouth. 

Val's leg pushed between Casey's thighs and rubbed up against the girl's 
dripping cunt mound. She squeezed and fondled the round ass cheeks firmly, 
then dipped her hand down to grab Casey's and bring it to her own crotch. 

Casey's face was still a scene of wonder and astonishment as Val rubbed the 
girl's hand up into her crotch. She humped on the hand, loving the feeling of 
the hot young skin caressing her pulpy cunt mound. 

Casey at last took over, running her hand against Val's cunt with a puzzled 
look on her face, as if she didn't quite know what was going on. 

Val bent forward, and seized Casey's right nipple between her lips, sucking 
and chewing on the sensitive little bud until Casey shuddered in delight, and 
her trembling hand fell back again to her side. The two of them slid to the floor 
of the shower room, Val pressing the girl into the floor as she suckled and bit 
at the two youthful breasts. 

"Lovely girl !" she whispered. She moved down Casey's body to her groin, 
pressing her face into it, delighting in the hot trembling warmth between the 
girl's thighs. 

She pulled Casey's right leg up in the air and then over so the girl's lower body 
was almost on it's side. She squatted between the girl's thighs then, lowering 
her own crotch between the legs so she could press her cunt full against 
Casey's. 

Casey stared up at her listlessly. When the two cunts joined though, it was like 
an electric spark shot between them. Casey's eyes opened wide in renewed 
surprise, as Val rocked back and forth against her. 

The two wet cunt mounds pressed, rubbed and ground against each other 
sending both of them into a gasping shuddering climax. 

Finally Casey, and a number of other girls graduated, becoming Second 
Lieutenant's in the U.S Marine corps. She was given her spanking new white 
uniform, and sent to her first assignment. 

She was flown on a giant hercules cargo plane, out to Japan to join the 
American marine contingent there that was training the locals. 

The three marine pilots took full advantage, when they found they had a Suzie 
on their manifest. Although she didn't belong to them, Casey was at the 
disposal of any Marine officer who wanted to use her,and couldn't turn down 
their orders even were she so inclined. 

Even as the three men came out of the cockpit and wandered back towards 
her, with lewd expressions on their faces, her pussy began to heat up. 

"Take your clothes of slut." the captain ordered nonchalantly. 

She stripped off her uniform without question, as the admiring men looked on. 

"Now that's good fucking material." the co-pilot said. 

"Yeah, you can be sure we won't get young cunt like this." said the flight 
engineer angrily. 

They pushed her to a bench where she sat happily between the co- pilot and 
the captain as they fondled and stroked her ripe young body. 

When the flight engineer pushed his hand between her legs and squeezed her 
pussy, she grunted and came all over him, showing the delighted men, just 
how well conditioned she was. 

The plane was equipped with a floor hatch for parachutists, and to Casey's 
dismay, she was force to lie on her back, across the hatch, so her hands and 
feet were at each corner. 

The officers then tied them firmly in place, and opened the hatch. 

Casey gasped in fright as the five foot square hatch dropped down beneath 
her, leaving her hanging completely naked, held only by the bands of leather 
on her limbs to the corners of the hole. 

Her head hung down, giving her a view of the ocean far beneath them as the 
plane droned on, on automatic pilot. Casey closed her eyes, and prayed the 
bonds were well tied, as her arms and legs strained against the sucking 
vacuum of air pulling against her body. 

Then the captain, knelt at the foot of the hole, and using her body to support 
him, crawled out over the hole. She gasped in pain as her shoulders and 
knees popped against the strain of holding them both aloft. 

The captain was completely atop her, lying on her, without touching the plane 
at all. He began kissing her voraciously, as his hands encircled her body, and 
stroked and kneaded the soft flesh of her back and buttocks. 

He grinned down at her impudently and reached down to place his cockhead 
at the bald little slit between her spreadeagled legs. 

She groaned as his fat cock slid into her. 

Instantly her sexual passions flared alive, overriding the pain from her wrist, 
ankles, arms, and legs. She tried to hump up at him as he slid his cock down 
deep into her belly and started to fuck her with long hard strokes. 

He was fully atop her, his legs dangling down outside the airplane as he 
bounced and bucked against her. His hands squeezed and fondled her 
upturned breasts, and his teeth suckled against her throat and ears. 

His hands came down to squeeze her buttocks and gripped them tightly for 
leverage as he pumped into her. Casey swung into another orgasm as the 
Captain drove his cockmeat in and out of the straining girl. She shook in 
orgiastic ecstasy as her burning cuntpit was blasted full of sperm. 

The captain rose, sated, his knees came down on her belly, then he rose to 
stand on her stomach. She groaned in pain, wondering if her arms would tear 
out. 

The captain stood up and walked right over her, his foot coming down on her 
right breast and squashing it against her ribs before he stepped off her and 
onto the floor of the plane. 

The co-pilot straddled her belly, his legs and feet around her like he was riding 
a horse. Gingerly, he moved upward, till he was right under her tits. 
He squeezed them together, squashing and mashing the two trembling tit 
mounds together. 

He pushed his rigid purple cock between them and started to tit fuck the girl. 
Casey whimpered, both from the pain of her limbs, and the bruising pressure 
he was putting on her breasts. 

Still, she was conditioned to arousal no matter what was done to her. She felt 
her breasts expand and swell as they were mashed and rubbed together. Felt 
with delicious excitement, his fat, juicy cock sliding between her milk sacks.   

His fingers pinched and twisted her hard, distended nipples as he fucked and 
jerked against her boobs furiously. 

"Like that, cunt?!" he gasped, as Casey whimpered and grimaced beneath 
him. 

Abruptly he humped far forward, driving his cockhead up against her lips as he 
fell across her face. She immediately opened her mouth and sucked in his 
oozing girl fucker. 

He fucked down against her mouth like it was a cunt, slamming his prick down 
her throat with hot excited intensity. 

He twisted his body around, so he was facing her cunt, and rammed his cock 
into her mouth again, this time jumping out of the airplane, and supporting 
himself by his arms grip around her waist and his legs squeezed around her 
head. 

He thrust himself balls deep into her throat, delighting in the tight constricted 
food tunnel that squeezed against his meaty cock. His face came down on her 
bald, dripping cunt mound and he bit it tightly, sending the Squalling crying 
blonde into a tremendous orgasm that practically left her unconscious. 

She managed to keep enough sense of mind to suckle fiercely on his driving 
prick. Her tongue racing up and down the length of it as he pumped into her 
face. 

His hands squeezed her buttocks tightly as he sucked on her cuntlips, slurping 
up girl juices, even as his own prick gushed forth a stream of hot jism into her 
throat. 
The flight engineer was eager to prove himself as good as the other two, but 
he had something else in mind. He slid atop the girl too, but then slid down 
beneath her to hang from her waist as the others looked on in surprise. 

His arms were tightly around her, hands squeezing down with so much 
pressure, Casey feared he would rip the fleshy cones off right her chest. 

His legs were between her own and pushed apart so they supported his lower 
torso with their pressure on her legs. His feet were lodged between her ankles 
and the walls of the hatch. 

She felt his cockhead probing at her anus, but neither of them could spare a 
hand to target it properly. Finally the knobby cockhead caught in her exposed 
hole and pushed inside. 

Just the head at first, but then inch after inch slid into her asshole. 

"This is a fucking tight sweet little asshole!" he shouted above the noise of the 
slipstream. He humped his body upward, driving his cock deeper into her shit 
tube, twisting his body around to jam every last inch inside her. 

Casey ignored the feeling of pressure on her limbs as she felt his cock driving 
inside her. She mewled in pleasure as ripples of hot, ecstatic joy surged up 
through her bowels and into her guts. 

He slammed his body upwards violently, cramming his fuckpole deep into her 
rectum with each stroke. 

He loosened his arms from her sides, so the entire weight of his upper body 
was held only by the tight hold of his fingers around her swollen tits. 

Casey whined in pain, and thought she felt a tearing sensation, as if her boobs 
were actually being pulled off by the tremendous weight on them. 

Then her body started to tremble and thrash against the weight and bindings 
as she dove into another intense orgasm. 

This time she was accompanied by the flight engineer who hammered his 
cock into her with enough power to rupture her permanently and sprayed wads 
of jism up into her guts.

The engineer kept fucking her, pounding into her at the same time that he was 
pissing streams of slimy sperm deep up inside her brutalized and helpless 
body.

Casey sobbed and came.  She cried out at the horror her life had become. 
and came, and came, and came.

The helpless teenaged girl felt cock after cock pound into her, piss sperm into 
her pussy or her butt or down her throat.  She felt hot globs of cum splatter on 
her as the men masturbated.  

Her hair was saturated, her face and body covered.  Long strands of sperm 
ran out of her to the floor in slimy, unbroken ropes.

And Casey came.

When they had all used her, they started over.   And then started over again

And still Casey came and came and came.

MARINE SEX SLAVE

Part Seven


They mercifully closed the hatch after that, and Casey was allowed to lie on 
the bench and recover for a few hours before she was called forward. 

There, she had to straddle each officer's seat and work her hot, plump pussy 
mound down onto their hardened dicks until they spurted their loads up inside 
her. 

By the time the plane landed in Japan she had come more than a dozen times 
easily. 

A car with a respectful marine private driving, was waiting for her when she 
deplained, at the military airport in Tokyo. She enjoyed the airconditioned ride 
through the city, though she thought it was rather dirty and noisy. 

The car drove eventually through the guarded gates of a large military 
compound, and around to a square, two storey brick building with two sentries 
standing in front. 

"This is your residence Maam." the private said, jumping out of the car and 
opening her door. She winced at the sudden rush of hot moist air, and blinked 
in the intense sunlight, as she stepped out. 

The private got her bags from the trunk and led her up to the front door of the 
building and past the sentrys. The lobby was small, and square, like the 
building itself. There was a reception desk set in the middle of the floor and a 
Sergeant sitting there. 

"This's Lieutenant Donovan, Sergeant." the private announced. 

"Thats fine, private, just leave the bags." the Sergeant replied. 

He placed them on the floor next to the desk and turned and left. 

"You're late." the sergeant scowled at her. 

She opened her mouth to protest, but he waved it off before she could speak. 
"Save it. It doesn't matter, just so your here in time for the party tonight." 

Another sergeant arrived, in answer to a button the desk sergeant pushed. He 
looked Casey up and down with professional assessment. 

"Well at least they sent us a young one this time." he told the desk sergeant, 
who nodded. 

"Not that we'll get a piece of it." he replied. 

"OK Donovan. Pick up your bags and lets go." he ordered. 

Casey followed him down a narrow hallway to an elevator, which brought them 
up to the second floor. There they stopped at the door to a tiny room with a 
pair of cots, a small bureau, and a big closet inside. There were other clothes 
and things there already. 

Casey dropped her bags on one of the cots as the Sergeant showed her 
explained some rules she had to follow. 

"Your roommate is Lieutenant Myers, who's working overtime since the base is 
a girl short till now. Put your stuff away and shower. There'l be someone here 
to get you in an hour." he said. 

He closed the door behind him, as Casey opened her bags and started putting 
her things in the drawers and closet. Lieutenant Myers had a huge wardrobe, 
including a lot of slinky evening gowns, and sexy underwear. 

Casey smiled at her foolishness. They were army issue of course. She hoped 
she'd get to choose some of her clothes. She preferred blue and green. 

Suddenly the door burst open behind her. She whirled to find half a dozen 
grinning, laughing young men crowded just inside the doorway looking her up 
and down with excited interest. They were all marine lieutenants. 

"Hot damn!" one said. 

"Nice piece! another agreed. 

"I can't wait to screw this one!" said a third. 

"Ha! Fat chance unless you can wait till the brass is through with her." 

"Hey girl! What's your name?" one demanded. 

"Donovan sir!" Casey answered, her pussy already starting to heat up. 

"Get your clothes off Donovan." he said impatiently. 

" We want to see what you look like!" 

"Yeah strip it off baby!" another shouted. 

Casey obediently pulled open her uniform jacket, which was held only by 
snaps, revealing her rounded breasts, confined by a very tight thin shirt. 

"Ohh I like this!" one of the men exulted. 

Her skirt and shirt, in fact all clothes issued to the Suzie's were designed to be 
pulled off quickly. She pulled the skirt open and slid it off, then popped open 
the shirt. She posed seductively for the admiring, excited men, in her tiny lacy 
blue bra, and matching g-string. 

They whistled and hooted as she turned slowly in front of them, pushing her 
chest out, and then her ass as she turned her back on them. She bent over 
slightly, parting her legs, giving the excited group a full view of her pretty ass. 

"What a fantastic little ass!" 

"I can't wait to fuck it!" 

"I bet it's tight!" 

She turned and smiled at them, then popped the catch on her bra, opening it 
and letting her breasts out free. The men whistled and sighed as they beheld 
her high, firm breasts, and her tiny pink nipples. 

"I just gotta suck that!" 

"Yeah!" 

"I love tits!" 
"Fuck waiting! I'm gonna screw this little slut right now!" one of them yelled, 
rushing forward. 

He knocked Casey backwards with the force of his impact, as he threw his 
arms around her and buried his face between her breasts. 

He half dragged her back to the bureau, as she felt other hands at her 
stomach and ass, and thighs. A hand she couldn't see, pulled her g-string 
down and off, leaving her naked, to applause. 

The man who had rushed forward first, pushed her back across the bureau, 
his face mashing down on hers. His hands squeezing and kneading her 
breasts, while other hands stroked and squeezed up and down her body. 

She felt hands all over her, especially between her legs, as hands pulled her 
ankles far apart, and grasped, and clutched at her ass cheeks and pubic 
mound. 

She grunted as two long fingers were driven up inside her cunt tube. 

"I get to break the whore in first!" a tall redheaded man exclaimed. I'm senior." 
the others reluctantly agreed, and he stepped between Caseys splayed legs. 

He pulled her ass downwards a little so it was on the edge of the table. 
Casey's head, still hung out over the other end of the table, as the first guy 
who had touched her, continued to kiss, her face, and suckle and squeeze her 
now much enlarged titties. 

"Look at these hard little nipples!" he said. Proudly stepping back to display 
the erect nubbins to his colleagues. Casey mewled in pleasure as the redhead 
pushed the hard head of his rigid member against her puffy bald cunthole and 
drove it deep inside with a single forceful thrust. 

"Ohhhhh She's tight!" he groaned. 

"TIght and wet!" 

Casey squirmed on the table, as the fuckpole slid back out then slammed 
back into her again. Soon the redhead began pumping her cunt with furious, 
high speed humps, that made his balls slap against her ass cheeks, and 
rocked the bureau against the wall. 
His hips slammed repeatedly into her inner thighs and groin, as he gasped in 
exertion and pleasure. His hands gripped her waist, jerking her back and forth 
like a lifeless doll, as he skewered her with deep, raping thrusts. 

"Take it you slut! Take my cock! Oohhhhh Man!" he gasped. 

Another of them scurried around to the head of the bureau and pushed his 
cockhead against her mouth. Casey opened her lips eagerly and sucked the 
hard prick deep into her mouth, then gulped inch after inch of it down into her 
throat, as the officer groaned and held her ears to keep her head down. 

He began fucking her face, with fierce humping jabs, that banged the back of 
her head against the side of the bureau with each thrust. 

Casey didn't care though, the addition of a second cock to her body, sent her 
already seething body, flying over the edge of a tremendous cum. The 
redhead fucking her pussy, had to hold her legs as they started to flip and jerk 
against him. 

She gargled in unrestrained pleasure into the cock reaming her throat. Girl 
juices gushed down her fuckhole, to envelope and coat the massive cock 
pistoning inside it. 

"Uughhhhh! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna fill this little whoooooore with jism!" the 
redhead groaned. 

Then he humped his groin forward, driving his pole balls deep into her, his 
back arched, and his head pulled back as he grimaced in release, and 
pumped wads of cum down into Casey's hole. 

He stumbled away, and another officer immediately took his place, cramming 
his meat into the glistening, satiny smooth cunt slit. He almost came right 
away, just at the sight of his reddened erection clasped between those soft, 
pulpy cunt lips. 

He threw his hips forward, watching excitedly as his proud organ disappeared 
into the seemingly tiny, little slit in the blonde girl's crotch. He bent forward, 
bringing his mouth down on her left breast, and sucking in her nipple and a big 
chunk of flesh. He chewed her hard pebble happily. His teeth nipping and 
twisting the tender flesh between them. 

Then the man fucking Casey's face blasted his hot load down into her throat, 
moaning in satisfied bliss as she gurgled and drank down every last drop, then 
licked his cock clean. 

Another guy took his place and Casey slurped his cock down into her mouth 
and then down her throat happily. Her guts were heaving and churning with the 
onset of a second orgasm as she worked her tongue up and down the shaft of 
the penis. 

The man fucking her stood back, his hands on her hips, fingers clutching 
tightly, and began fucking her with slow, hammering strokes. He poised just 
the head of his erection inside her, then with a short hesitation he jerked her 
whole lower body off the bureau, and up to meet his cock just as he slammed 
his hips forward, to impale her with the fuckpole. 

Then he slowly slid his cock back almost all the way out and repeated the 
manoeuvre. Each complete stroke took almost five full seconds, and each 
made Casey cry out soundlessly in pain and ecstasy as she was repeatedly 
emptied and crammed with hot male meat. 

She trembled as she slid into another orgasm, then her whole body shuddered 
with sexual fire as storms of electric ecstasy exploded out of her abused cunt 
and a roaring furnace of sensations rippled along her torso. 

"Look at this hot little cuntpad!" 

"See her squirm!?" 

"What a BITCH!" 

"Hurry up so I can screw her!" 

The guy between her legs speeded up his hammering fucking thrusts as 
Casey wiggled and her chest humped up and down on the bureau top. Her 
mouth was like a voracious vacume cleaner as she suckled frenziedly on the 
cock embedded in her throat. 

Her cunt was crackling with high tension electricity. Her tits rippled back and 
forth in time to the powerfull driving thrusts, and her hands opened and closed 
repeatedly. Euphoria swallowed her mind, turning her into jerking twitching 
blob of inflamed flesh. 
She rocked back and forth on her shoulders, the only part of her body touching 
the bureau. Her mouth suckled on the cock, trying to envelope every inch of it 
and even suck in his hanging balls too. 

"Suck it BITCH!" the man screamed, as his cum exploded out the end of his 
cocktube and sluiced down into her throat. He was practicaly riding her face 
and head, jamming his cock brutally hard down her throat as he groaned in 
happiness. 

The man fucking her cunt grunted in time to his fucks, then, as the man at her 
face, pulled wearily out, his hand raced up her body to grip her hair roughly, 
and jerked her whole upper body up off the table, and forward, so he could 
mash his lips against hers. 

He was holding her aloft, cock buried up her twat, her legs squeezed tightly 
around his waist, and his arms encircling her back and head. His kiss was 
bruisingly rough, and she felt his teeth cut her lips as he jammed his tongue 
inside her mouth. 

He shoved her back against the wall, pushing one of her legs way up in the air, 
so it was back against her chest, and ploughed his cock in and out of her 
gaping fuckhole with maniacle energy. 

Casey grunted, her eyes closed in weary shocked bliss. Her head fell back 
weakly, to bang against the wall, and her body quivered helplessly. His cock 
thundered back and forth in the teenager's cunt pit, as he slammed her body 
back against the wall with bruising force. Then he gasped and jetted his cock 
up into her guts in ecstatic release. 

"Come on, get out of the way and let me in there!" the last man cursed. He 
pushed aside his friend and grabbed Casey by the hair, jerking her off the 
table, roughly, and slapping her forward across the bureau. 

"I don't think I need any sloppy seconds." he exclaimed, pointing his cockhead 
at her winking little crinkled anus. 

"I'm gonna split these cheeks open and ream the little bitch's asshole out for 
her!" 

"Haaaa!!" 

"Go to it man!" 

"YEah! Fuck her ASS!" 

"Your gonna like this ain't you Suzie!?" 

His cockhead pushed forward, smoothing out all the crinkles in the little hole, 
pushing it open and wider to admit his fat, rigid phallus. He kicked her legs 
aside to open her even further, and humped his body forward, pushing his 
cockhead past her sphincter and into her little tube. 

"Man oh man is this little asshole tight!!" he exclaimed. 

He could feel the asshole clasping and squeezing tightly around his cockhead, 
and watched her asshole clinging roundly to every miniscule ridge and 
indentation of his manhood. 

He thrust forward, driving several inches of cock down into her rectum. Casey 
yelped in sudden pain as her asshole fought to adjust to this intruding staff. 

Then her asshole abruptly loosened and sucked in the rest of his cock like it 
was pulling back a stool. 

He felt his cockhead pulled deep into her guts, and felt the twisting length of 
her asstube straighten out to recieve his sceptre. He fought the suction to pull 
his cock backwards, then thrust forward, skewering her with his deep plunging 
cock. 

His hand came down on Casey's head, and grasped a wad of hair to jerk her 
head and upper chest up off the bureau top. 

"You like that split-tail?!" he demanded excitedly. 

"You like taking my cock up your asshole!!??" 

Her mouth hung slackly open, and her eyes were bare slits as she dazedly 
nodded her head slightly in his grasp. 

"Say it bitch! Say how much you love it!" he demanded, ramming his cock high 
into her belly, and bringing a cry of sudden pain from the girl. 

"Come on slut!"" he cursed, twisting her hair back to pull her chest up and 
back in a in a painful, arching bow. 

"PP.pp.p.p.pleeeeeze!!" she whimpered. 

"Say how much you love it you piece of shit!!" he gritted, jamming his meat up 
into her with vicious force, and jerking her head back even more. 

"I..I..I Love it!!!" she whined. 

"I Love being assfucked! 

"I love you fucking my asshole!!" she sobbed. 

He dropped her head with a curse, sending her chest and face plunging back 
to strike the bureau with a dull thump and crack. He grabbed both her thighs in 
his big hands and tore her legs up and apart, yanking them with powerfull force 
until she was practicly doing the splits on the table. 

His cock ripped in and out of her anus, skewering her asshole, sending 
wretched pain and raptuous pleasure boiling through her body, and flooding 
her near senseless brain with overloading bursts of fiery sexual sensations. 

She lay there unmoving, except for his thrusts, grunting like a mindless animal 
as the phalus impaled her and flooded white jism up her anus and into her 
guts. 

"That's a nice fuckin piece there!" she heard. 

"We oughta get more like that!" 

"Fuckin brass gets all the good meat!" 

The men did up their pants and departed, leaving Casey sprawled over the 
bureau, gasping for breath. 

 "Why the fuck are'nt you ready yet you bitch?!" a voice demanded. 

She looked up blearily, her vision swimming. 

"Oh for christs sake!" who's been screwing you?" it said angrily. 
Casey focused her vision on a large, overweight Sergeant, looming over her. 
His hand darted forward and he jabbed several fingers up her cunt, then 
withdrew them. 

"You stupid cow! Your so full it oughto be leaking out your nose!" 

She murmured something unintelligible in response, which only aggravated 
him more. 

"You can't go and see the General full of cum!" he gritted. 

Casey cried out in sorrow and pain as his hand lashed out and slapped her 
ass with a loud crack. He lifted his hand and cracked it down again, then again 
and again and again. The confused girl began bawling piteously as her ass 
was spanked with fast hard strokes, making the soft, tender flesh bounce and 
redden. 

"Now get up!" he ordered sternly. 

"Get into the shower and clean yourself off, and I'll try to find something to 
explain why your late!" He jerked her off the table by the hair and flung her 
across the room towards the bathroom door. 

It took her ten minutes just to recover enough to turn on the water and step 
into the shower. 

Twenty minutes later, when the Sergeant showed up again, she was blow 
drying her hair in the mirror. 

"Hurry up will you!" he demanded. He moved up next to her, towering over the 
girl, who only came up to his chest. 

"Give me that." he sighed, pulling the dryer from her shaky hands. 

"Stand up straight!" 

He stood in front of her holding the dryer brushing her hair furiously, the 
bristles digging into her scalp. 

He concentrated on his task, styling the hair back and to the sides neatly. She 
stood there meekly, as he fixed her hair to his satisfaction. 
"Good enough." he muttered, shutting the thing off and putting it on the 
counter. He grabbed her arm and dragged her out of the bathroom. 

There was a gown on her bed, and he pulled her over to it and picked it up, 
and took it off the hanger. He held it in front of her as if measuring, then 
nodded in satisfaction and dropped it back to the bed. 

He picked up a g-string and knelt in front of her briefly. 

"Foot up." he said. 

She raised her right foot and he slid the thin string over it. 

"Other foot." 

She lowered her right foot and raised her left. The sergeant slid the G-string up 
her legs and settled the tight elastic band around her waist. The blue gown 
went on next. It was a slinky, shiny thing shaped like a the letter Y. The two 
arms of the Y enfolded her breasts though it plunged deeply, and if she leaned 
over, even slightly, it fell away from her chest revealingly. 

They joined together at waist level in a single strip of material that fell to below 
her knees. It was just wide enough to cover her front and back, though her 
thighs, and hips were bare, as were her sides, and if she moved too quickly, 
the back part would show her behind, nicely. 

The sergeant stepped back to scan her dress, then nodded satisfied. 

"All right, let's go." he sighed. 

Casey followed along behind as he strode out of the room and down the hall to 
an elevator. They travelled down to the lobby, then across it to a much better 
decorated section of the building. 

She could hear music playing, which grew louder as they approached a set of 
double doors at the end of this hall. 

The sergeant and she pulled up in front of the doors, where he handed her 
over to a small, skinny little man, with a receding hairline, and a pencil thin 
moustache, who was wearing a tuxedo. 

"Well it's about time." he said petulantly. His voice was very high pitched and 
had a nasal whine to it that Casey found instantly dislikeable. He grabbed 
Casey's bare arm without a word and led her through the doors. 

There was a party in progress. A number of high ranking officers were 
wandering around, glasses and cigars in hand talking and laughing together, 
almost always accompanied by a lithe young woman dressed in a similar 
fashion as Casey. 

He led her across the room past a number of small groups to a table in the far 
corner. Four men sat there, along with three young women. 

"General Morgan?" the little man said, in an oily tone. 

"May I present Lieutenant Casey Donovan." he pushed her forward subtlety. 

The man who was obviously General Morgan, looked at her appraisingly, a 
slow satisfied smile spreading across his lips. 

"Well, well, well. I must say, you are well worth the wait darling." he enthused, 
rising to take her hand. 

"Come sit down right over here." he indicated an empty chair next to his. 

"Why thank you General. I'm sorry I was late." 

"Think nothing of it my dear." he answered. "The best things in life are worth 
having patience for." Casey sat down next to him, eying the rest of the table 
discretely. 

All of the men there were Generals, bedecked with flags and ribbons. General 
Morgan was around fifty, she guessed. Very tall, and heavily built. He had a 
wide face, and flat, squared head, topped with very short, graying hair,

The party was nice. All the officers were nice, and Casey and the other girls 
there, fawned and fussed nicely for them. As the evening wore on, and the 
drinks began to tell, the atmosphere began getting more intense, with 
repressed sexual desires. 

The talk of war turned to talk of sex, with many of the officers commenting 
lewdly and obscenely about their past exploits and their dates that night. 
General Thompson, to Casey's left, was the worst at her table. He went into 
great detail of how he had screwed a little vietnamese girl in the war there, 
much to the delight of the other men at the table. 

"Course she didn't have the tits this one has." he laughed, his hand pulling 
open the front of his date's dress and cupping a wide, fat nippled breast tightly. 

The girl, a large bodied, brunette, with green eyes, sighed in pleasure, real or 
pretend, as his fingers kneaded her breast. 

"S'long as she's got three holes, who cares about her tits." another of the men 
slurred. 

"Sit up here baby." General Morgan directed Casey, patting his lap. She rose 
from her chair and settled sideways, onto his lap, one arm around his 
shoulder. 

"Hmmmm, these look tasty." he murmured, peering down at her breasts, 
exposed by her slouching position. 

His hand slid under the strip of dress covering her belly, and rubbed her 
stomach gently, before dipping lower and rubbing and squeezing her pubic 
mound through the g-string. His mouth pecked her cheek from time to time, or 
nibbled gently on the side of her throat, as his fingers twirled almost absently 
around her groin. 

Casey began to lose track of the conversation as those fingers began building 
up the heat in her guts. Her head rested against the General's chest and she 
purred almost like a kitten as he slid his fingers into the little g-string and slid 
them slowly up and down her bare slit. 

"Come on let's dance." he said. 

She didn't really hear him, but scrambled from his lap as he started to rise and 
accompanied him as he led her out onto the dance floor. 

The music was slow, some kind of waltz she figured, and the two of them 
moved slowly around the floor. The General held her tightly against him. At 
first his hand was on her back, but then slid down onto her buttocks to cup 
them firmly, with one then both hands. 
Other couples on the floor were similarly engaged, with one girl dancing 
completely nude with a little bald headed Admiral. 

Morgans hands slid beneath the strip of clothe to cup her naked ass cheeks. 
His fingers continuously worked in and out, kneading and squeezing her fine 
soft flesh. One hand slid down along her crack, and then further to go right up 
beneath her crotch and cup her pubic mound from behind. His head came 
down and kissed the side of her throat as his teeth chewed on her skin. 

"You got a nice, tight little ass Casey." he sighed. 

"Thank you sir." she mewled. 

One of his hands came up and slid inside her top, to squeeze her right breast. 

The music ended, and they went back to their table. 

Casey sat on his lap again, and he resumed his gentle rubbing and squeezing 
of her pussy. 

Casey trembled slightly from time to time, as little orgasms shook her. 

"Why don't you take the little cunt around back and plug her so she'll shut up?" 
one of the men demanded, as Casey's sighs and gasps became louder. 

"I want her to be white hot, when I stick it to her later." Morgan answered, 
gazing down at the wriggling little blonde. 

He pulled Casey around so she was straddling him, her back to his chest. This 
spread her legs more, giving him greater access to her crotch. He looked 
down the deep cup of her dress, to see her full meaty bags rising and falling 
with her rapid panting breaths. 

"Let's get this off you." he said easily, sliding her g-string down and off. 

"Much better." he grunted. His hand stroked her belly, and crotch, sliding along 
her thighs from time to time. 

His fingers dipped occasionally into her throbbing love hole, sending the little 
blonde into higher plateaus of pleasure. 

Casey sat slumped back against his chest, legs sprawled wide apart as his 
hand worked between them. The general seemed to ignore her except for his 
insistent roaming hands. From time to time, he looked down at her in 
satisfaction. 

Even sitting on his lap, her head was well below his. He undid the clasp at the 
back of her neck after a while, so her the top of her dress collapsed, leaving 
her naked from the waist up. Casey hardly noticed such was the dazed erotic 
pleasure rippling through her. 

The constant small cums left her hotter with each one, her pussy was 
desperate for a hard deep fucking but was instead being continuously stroked 
and touched by the General's teasing hands, which now began to work on her 
rapidly swelling breasts as well. 

He played with her like she was a toy, finding delight in each squirming moan, 
and shuddering whimper. His hands circled and stroked the tender, 
overheated skin of her tit orbs, making them twitch and shiver. 

Her little nipples stuck straight out like hard little pebbles. When he finally 
squeezed her boobs tightly, she gasped in joy and arched her back with a 
small cum. 

"If you don't screw that little slut soon she's gonna rape one of the dogs." a 
voice said cynically. 

"No hurry." morgan replied. 

His hand slid down over her neck, between her breasts, and down over her 
trembling belly to cup her cunt mound gently, then slide a finger up inside her. 

Casey moaned desperately, her cunt muscles squeezed and sucked at his 
finger voraciously. 

Eyes closed, mouth wide, her head rolled back and forth, as soft little sighs 
and gasps issued from her mouth. 

"So what did you think of that Syrian General?" Morgan asked one of his 
colleagues, seemingly overlooking, the trembling teenager on his lap. 

"I think he's an asshole." 
Casey whimpered as the fire in her belly grew higher and higher. 

Her breasts throbbed and pulsed in time to her breathing as the thin layer of 
taught skin fought to hold back the ever expanding tit flesh beneath. 

"All right honey, turn around and put it in." Morgan sighed patiently, giving his 
friends a suffering but tolerant look. 

Casey gasped and turned quickly around, her hands diving into the General's 
crotch to undo his pants. 

His organ was, astonishingly enough, still only semi erect. 

She pulled it out into the light and rubbed her hands up and down the wrinkled 
skin, squeezing it between her sweating fingers until it expanded and 
hardened. 

She rose slightly, squatting over his lap, to place the head of his organ against 
her plump, juicy cunt lips. 

Then she squeezed her legs together and threw her crotch forward and down, 
impaling herself on his meaty cock with a sound of joyful bliss.

MARINE SEX SLAVE

Part Eight


The cock thrust deep up into her belly, slamming aside her tight, sodden pussy 
walls, and skewering the small blonde so thoroughly, she exploded in an 
immediate blinding orgasm, and simply sat there, clutching him tightly, and 
shivering as her cunt walls clasped and sucked on his massive tool with 
furious contractions. 

As she the others at the table looked on with interest, she began to hump 
against him, rubbing her hot bloated breasts against his chest as she drove 
herself up and down on his upthrust cock pole. 

She pumped her ass up and down, his cock jabbing up inside her with each 
downstroke, and bringing a glad little cry of joy from her lips. His hands stroked 
her back, occasionally sliding down onto her rounded buttocks to give them a 
little squeeze. 

She rocked back and forth, his fuck pole embedded within her, as the fire in 
her guts spread and intensified, turning into a roaring that drowned out all 
thought and sound. 

Then her back arched so far it crashed down on the table, and her whole body 
shivered, and writhed through a blinding orgasm. 

Shimmering waves of erotic gratification ripped through her body. Even her 
toes and fingers twitched as she trembled through furious slashing bolts of 
searing ecstasy. 

The general squeezed her tits firmly, then bent forward and seized one fat 
hard nipple between his teeth to chew lightly on it. He sucked the nipple into 
his mouth, continuing to bite and chew it as his hand squeezed and twisted the 
other breast. Casey felt him hump against her and knew his indifference was 
only a ploy. 

Her head lashed back and forth desperately as she roared through another 
climax, just as she felt the General's cum exploding up into her belly. Thick 
globs of white jism flowed into her as the General's excited cock spurted out 
it's seed. 
She lay back, exhausted, chest heaving with exertion, as his cock softened 
within her. Her face a mix of satisfaction and contentment. 

"Hot little bitch that's for sure." 

"She's got a cunt that could twist your cock right off." Morgan panted. 

Casey looked up through a mass of hair that covered her face and smiled 
exhaustedly. 

After she had recovered the men decided they wanted to see a little show, so 
Casey and one of the other girls, a slim little brunette with waist length hair, lay 
on the table and sixty-nined. 

The men sat enraptured as the two girls buried their faces in each other's 
cunts and started to lick. Casey was on the bottom, and looked up to see the 
girl's bald slit descend onto her face. 

She pushed her tongue up, feeling it slide along the brunette's tight cunt 
sheathe and up onto her clitty. She rasped her tongue up and down the slit, 
then pushed it inside as she felt the brunette's tongue glide along her own 
cunthole. 

After they'd each cum several times, Morgan took her off the table and led her 
by the arm out the doors of the room and down the hall. She was almost 
oblivious to her own nudity by now, and accompanied the general happily, 
knowing she would get a good fucking. 

They went into a small room, that was equipped solely with a big double bed 
and a small table. Morgan quickly stripped and jumped onto Casey who was 
laying spreadeagled in the bed. His cock slammed down into her cunt and 
began pumping furiously. 

Casey grunted with each stroke, twining her legs around the general and 
squeezing him tightly. His lips met hers for the first time, sucking and 
demanding. His tongue shot into her mouth, to slither over hers as his hands 
encircled her, locking them in a snug embrace. 

His loins pumped down against her, stuffing her hole full of meat again and 
again, until he came once more and spewed his juices up inside her belly. 

She sucked him back to life easily. The excitement of seeing her suck in his 
entire cock right to the balls almost made him come immediately. Instead he 
pulled her mouth away, wanting to fuck her again. 

He turned her around and pulled her to her knees then entered her from the 
rear. 

Casey mewled like a cat in heat as his fuckpole slid into her cunt tube and 
began thrusting in and out. 

She jabbed her ass back against him, meeting each thrust. Her breasts swung 
back and forth obscenely until his hands left her hips and slid down onto her 
hanging sacks to squeeze them tightly. 

His groin slapped repeatedly, with a dull wet smacking sound against her 
sopping cunt mouth and groin, as his prick slid back and forth within her. 

"Hot little slut!" he gasped. 

"Pump that little ass!" he panted, slapping her jiggling ass cheeks. 

His hands slid down onto her hips and began jerking her back and forth with 
greater speed and power as his cock churned away inside her belly. 

Finally he moaned, as his cock erupted in hot wads of cum. He firehosed his 
jism deep into her guts as her clutching sucking cunttube gulped it all down 
ravenously. 

Casey whimpered, then began to grunt and gasp in pleasure as she came 
again also. Her face and chest collapsed onto the bed as she hugged her 
arms tightly around her chest, squeezing her tit mounds tightly, and humped 
back against him. 

Casey's apparent job here at the base, was to be General Morgans aide and 
secretary. He had a male officer to do all his work for him, though. 

And Casey seldom had the time. 

Since she was not assigned solely to the General, but had many other officers 
to please, she was normally up most of the night, and slept, when she could, in 
the day time. 
When she was called over to act as his secretary, it was normally either to be 
bent across his desk and fucked thoroughly, or to impress some visiting officer 
or dignitary. 

One day, the General felt magnanimous towards a young sergeant. Casey 
didn't know why. She considered anyone not an officer, to be beneath 
contempt. 

But this Sergeant, Dave was his name, had apparently done something that 
pleased the General, and as a result, Casey, and another girl, named Anne, 
were given to him for an evening. 

He was eager to take advantage of that. When he brought the two naked girls 
back to his room, there were two other Sergeants waiting.  "Jaysus!" one of 
them sighed, ogling Casey admiringly. 

"Aint she somethin' Mark?" 

"I'll say, an' this one aint bad either." He moved against Anne, who was an 
older girl, with large, proud breasts, and long, silky brown hair. 

Both Dave, and Mark were around thirty or so, and very muscular and fit, as 
befitted Marine sergeants. Dave was at least Six-four, while Mark was probably 
just under six feet tall. 

The third man was about forty or so. He had very short hair, a crew cut almost, 
and was beefy and going a little fat. "Nice little piece!" he breathed, his eyes 
feasting on Casey. 

"She don't look big enough to take my cock." he said. 

"My name is Jack, sweetheart." he squeezed her crotch roughly and laughed. 
He was shorter than the other two, and kind of skinny. 

Hands grabbed her from behind, and pulled her around. She opened her 
mouth in startlement just as Dave's face came down against hers and his lips 
mashed into her. 

His hands practically lifted her in the air as he bent over to kiss her, and jam 
his tongue between her lips. 

His hands shot around her and down onto her cupcake buttocks, squashing 
the soft flesh between his big fingers. Casey squirmed in his grip as she felt a 
finger thrusting up into her still aching asshole. 

"Hot little slut." Dave breathed. 

He pushed her backward and Casey stumbled half way across the room until 
she banged against the dining room table. Dave unceremoniously lifted her up 
onto the table, shoving her backwards, and yanking on her legs to pull them up 
and open. 

"I'm gonna plug this little fuckpad real good." he laughed. Casey's mewling 
protests, and feeble efforts at resistance went ignored as the others laughed 
and made disparaging remarks about Dave's manhood. 

He dropped his pants to the floor and pulled down his jockey shorts to reveal a 
darkly reddish penis already swollen with blood. He gripped it in his hand and 
rubbed the head up and down against Casey's puffy little cunt mound. 

Dave pushed his hard cockhead against Casey's tightly closed little cunt slit. 

"Let's see how tight you are babe." Jack said to Anne. He slid his hand down 
her back and gripped her buttocks tightly. Anne giggled and turned toward him 
and the two kissed passionately. 

Casey gasped as Dave's meaty prick pushed its way into her cunt tunnel, and 
he shoved forward. Six inches of cock slid down into her in one stroke. Dave 
heard the gasp, and looked her in the face with a ferocious grin. 

"Like that baby? Wait for the rest of it ! I'm gonna fuck your tight little cunt till 
your ears leak with my cum." 

"Promises promises." Mark snorted. He was standing at the side of the table. 
He grabbed hold of Casey's wriggling hands and held them above her head 
with one hand, as his other slithered across her breast meat, fondling and 
stroking the silky skin. 

Dave grunted, and lurched forward again, slamming his cock, balls deep into 
the tight teenage pussy in front of him. "Jesus Christ this is a hot little cunthole 
!" he exclaimed. "It's liable to tear my prick right off!" 

His hands held Casey's legs, high up on her thighs, his fingers completely 
encircled the girl's slim legs, and he used them as leverage to jerk her body 
forward and back as he began thrusting into her in earnest. 

Jack had Anne down on her knees on the floor, and was positioning his hard 
erection at her cunt hole as she gasped and urged him on. Her tits hung down 
like cow udders as Jack skewered her with his prick. 

Casey felt every inch of Dave's cock sliding in and out of her soft skinned cunt 
tunnel. 

Her skin began to feel electric as Dave's prick rubbed back and forth against 
her vaginal lips and tiny clitty. 

She turned her head to the side to see Anne getting fucked doggie style by 
Jack. She could see that, though he was smaller than the other two men, Jack 
had a very large penis, larger than the one Dave was thrusting in and out of 
her crotch hole. She was grateful that he was using it on Anne instead of her. 
She was'nt sure she could cope with something that big. 

Her body was slipping back and forth on the polished table with the increasing 
force of Dave's fucking. His cock was ripping in and out of her little cunt with 
very short rapid strokes as Dave gasped in pleasure at her tightly clutching 
pussy walls. 

"Man-o-man-o-man-o-man." he gasped, driving his cock far into the girl's slit. 
His hands shoved her legs backwards, up against her chest, thus making her 
cunthole even tighter against his pistoning meat. "I... love...  this... cunt... !" he 
panted in time to his thrusts. 

"Don't wear it out man." Mark grinned. Casey was fairly bouncing around on 
the table as her body was violently reamed and impaled by Dave's furiously 
fucking cockpole. His hips pounded against her splayed thighs, making the girl 
grunt in pain. 

Then Dave drove his cock deep into Casey's burning cunt tunnel and stiffened 
all over. He stopped breathing as the waves of orgasmic ecstasy rushed over 
him. All feeling was centred in his penis as fuck juice spurted repeatedly out 
the tiny round tip and gushed down into the sucking depths of Casey's hungry 
cunt. 

Then he collapsed forward onto the girl, his lips seeking hers in a tight 
embrace. His tongue slamming into her mouth to wriggle around like a live 
snake. His chest crushed her to the table, as his hands tore through her hair, 
and raced up and down her body. 

He gave one final thrust, allowing the teenage crack tunnel to squeeze out the 
last of his cum before pulling his already softening prick out of her and 
staggering aside. "That is one tight little twat." he gasped. 

Casey lay there unmoving as Dave leaned against the table to catch his 
breath. Her cunt was slightly aroused by the fucking. She had come here 
determined not to get excited around mere enlisted men, but time was starting 
to work against her. She could hear Anne groaning and moaning on the floor 
next to the table, and turned her head to see her and Jack still going at it like 
rabbits. 

No... Like dogs... she had seen dogs fucking like that before on a sidewalk 
near her home. Anne was down on all fours as Jack half knelt behind her, half 
lay atop her, his cock ramming in and out of her cunt mouth. 

Then her observations were interrupted as Mark stepped between her legs. He 
had removed all his clothes, unlike Dave who had merely dropped his pants 
down to his ankles. Fucking was a serious thing to Mark, and he intended to 
be properly prepared. 

Casey sighed, and then looked casually downward between her spread legs. 
She gasped in surprise, and her eyes went wide. She looked closer, sure that 
she had made a mistake. Mark's cock was... was... she blinked in 
astonishment. "Like that, little girl?" Dave leered from beside his friend. 

Mark's cock was not only enormous, easily fatter than her fist, and longer than 
anything she had yet been fucked with, but was painted, or tattooed. It was 
multicolored, and had little rings around it like a ruler, with numbers next to the 
rings. 

Mark held it proudly upright for her examination. Each ring was about an inch 
long, and as she looked in stunned disbelief she counted, one... two... four... 
eight... ten... twelve... !" She gulped in fear, trying to edge backwards on the 
table. The two men laughed, and Mark rubbed his big prickhead against her 
hairless little cunt crack. 

"Wait for us !" Anne and Jack had finished their fucking while Casey had been 
staring at the big cock sticking out from Mark's crotch. They scrambled tiredly 
to their feet, to stand around the table where they could get a good look at the 
contact between Mark's prick and Casey's slit. 

Dave held her right leg far open, while Jack held her left. Anne moved to the 
other side of the table and grasped Casey's wrists, holding them above her 
head. Mark held his cock in both hands and pushed it's pointy tip towards the 
girl's cunt. 

"GGGGAAARRRRGGGHHHHHHHH !!!" Casey groaned, as Mark pushed 
aside her cunt lips, ramming his cock head hard against her slit. Slowly, the 
monster cock penetrated the lightly oiled pussy. Bit by bit, as Casey gritted her 
teeth and struggled against the hands holding her, the cockhead penetrated 
her body. 

She felt her cuntlips spread wider and wider, felt the enormous tension as the 
immense prong pushed into her, forcing her cuntlips further back, opening her 
cunt mouth to a diameter she had never imagined possible short of child birth. 

Her mind spun with pain and fear as the cockhead pushed into her. She was 
sure her cuntlips would rip, that she would be torn open by the monstrous fuck 
pole. She heard a pleased gasp from the four adults, and the pressure on her 
cuntlips lessened slightly. 

She looked down to see the cockhead enveloped by her cunt. Could, in fact 
feel it's swollen fullness inside her cunt tunnel. "Thats two." Anne breathed. 
Mark shoved forward, and Casey jerked against the hands holding her as 
more of the cock drove into her body. 

"Three !" laughed Dave. 

"Four!" Jack said. 

"Five!" Anne giggled. 

Casey felt like she was being ripped in half, like her groin was being cut apart, 
split up the middle by a horrible spear of pain that jammed itself ever further 
into her belly. Never had her cunt felt so tight, so full and bloated. 

"Six!" 
"Seven !... Eight!... Nine!" 

Her whole body was shivering and writhing against the table as Mark 
continued to press into her. His cock drove deeper and deeper into the small 
teenager's body, his powerful erection sliding into her crack like a snake 
pushing into a wormhole. 

"Ten!... Eleven!" 

She felt the cockhead ramming up against the end of her cunt pit, but still it 
thrust down into her. Like the irresistible force against the immoveable object, 
it continued to press harder and harder, until it seemed to slip past or to the 
side of whatever was blocking it and slammed up into an area of her guts she 
had never before felt. 

She twitched and jerked spastically, her mouth whining and babbling in pain 
and woozy confusion. 

"All the way !" a voice yelled. 

"No he's not, theres still a bit left." 

Ann slid her hand down to the join between the cock and pussy, her fingers 
going around Mark's prong, and her face bending forward to look from inches 
away. 

"Give her to me!" Mark gasped. 

They let go her arms and legs, which Casey no longer hand control over 
anyway. Mark lifted her off the table. His huge fingers slid around her waist, 
completely encompassing the thing body of the teenager. His fingers joined 
together around her back, and his thumbs pressed against each other over her 
belly button. 

His hand then went around her ass and he jerked her up in the air against him. 
Casey's head lolled forward against his chest as he bent his body backwards, 
the girl still impaled on his upward thrusting monster cock. 

He lowered his body slightly, bending his knees, then suddenly sprang upward, 
jerking the small teenager up in the air. 

Six or seven inches of hard cockmeat was ripped out of her cuntmouth as 
Casey was yanked upward, then Mark, with the help of gravity, slammed the 
girl back down, even as he thrust upwards with his groin. 

Casey screamed as the enormous fuck pole ripped up into her cunt tunnel and 
into her womb itself. Her groin came crashing down against Mark's, her legs 
flopping to the sides, her upper body slamming against his chest. There were 
gasps of disbelief and excitement from the others as they witnessed the 
impalement of the pretty blonde girl. 

Mark bent again, then threw Casey upward. This time eight or ten inches 
pulled free of the constricting walls of her cuntal cavity. 

Again she was jerked back downward, and violently impaled upon the massive 
penis. Again,... and again,... and again Mark threw the blonde up and jerked 
her down. 

Casey was flung up and down like a lifeless rag doll. Her cunt was reamed and 
ripped by the monster cock she continually fell upon. Her mind was driven into 
a small corner, overpowered by the pain and shock of the forceful 
penetrations. 

Yet roiling and tossing amid the maelstrom of pain was a churning windmill of 
sexual energy and heat, activated by the furious rasping, tearing movement of 
the prick within her. 

Her cunt loosened, marginally. Girl juices poured down into her shocked fuck 
tunnel. Her arms, quite instinctively, locked around Mark's neck, trying to hold 
herself in place. 

Her legs tried several times, before succeeding it folding around his waist. This 
lessened her movement as he flung her upward, but not by much. 

Her groin continued to be jerked and yanked up and down. Her pussy was 
churned and squeezed by the prick embedded within it. 

Mark fell backwards onto a chair, pulling the girl atop him. Her body dropped 
down onto his, her twat skewered as it enveloped his massive prong.

MARINE SEX SLAVE

Part Nine

Casey felt the monster penis throb and pulse within her silky cunt tunnel. Little 
cries and mewls of stupefaction came from the bewildered girls mouth as she 
was assaulted by wave upon wave of high tension sexual pleasure that  
surged out of Mark's cock and seeped into every fibre of her being. 

She was almost unaware, so centred on her cunt was she, when Jack stepped 
behind her and pushed his raging hardon against her crinkled anal opening 
above her crammed cuntal cavity. Her ass spread wide, her buttocks up and 
out, his cock had little difficulty, especially with the power his excitement leant 
him, penetrating her rectal cavity and punching down into her guts. 

Casey's eyes opened even wider. She seemed to shiver all over, and her cunt 
pressed even harder against the huge cock inside her belly. A long low moan 
of utterly mindless pleasure oozed out of her mouth. It was like the wind 
whipping through a crack in a door frame. A continuous moan that rose higher 
and higher, until the girl was shrieking in furious, raging ecstasy and 
gratification. 

Her body spasmed continuously, writhing and jerking between the two men. 
Her head banged up and down against Mark's chest as a blinding hurricane of 
sensations tore apart her mind and sent it spinning helplessly through a mad 
vortex of raging ecstasy and pleasure. 

Marks cock exploded, and cum firehosed up into her belly, washing her womb 
out with its hot salty juices. He threw his arms around the teenager to hold her 
tight against him as her cunt sucked and jerked on his cockpole, ripping the 
squeezing the sperm out of it with its powerful cramp pull. 

Casey grunted continuously, her body twitching and jerking in Mark's tight 
embrace. Her entire body turned crimson   then white, then red again. Jack 
groaned and stuffed his organ deep into her asshole, spewing forth his cum 
juice, pumping it up into her bowels as he groaned in satisfaction. 

Inside Casey's body and mind, pandemonium reigned as tornadoes of 
immense power tore back and forth through her brain. Her body vibrated to the 
furiously pounding.
Her heart sent blood pumping through her veins at a furious rate. Every nerve 
ending in and on her body screamed and howled in gratification. 

Mark and Jack pumped more and more sperm into the wriggling thrashing 
teenager, their cocks sucked and drained by the vacuuming holes enveloping 
them.   Casey gurgled a final time, her mouth gargling an inhuman sound, and 
then the dazed teen dropped senseless into the blackness of 
unconsciousness. 

"H... H... Ho... Holyyyyy GAaaaaaawwwwwd !" Jack groaned. "What a cunt ! 
What a cunt !" Mark panted. "Shit ! Are you sure she's still alive !?" Anne 
exclaimed. "Her hearts pounding like a jackhammer." Mark sighed, cradling 
the girl in his arms as Jack pulled his cock from her clutching asshole. 

Anne and Dave pulled the unconscious teenager off him, her crack slipping off 
his softened penis easily. They lay her down on the rug, her legs still spread 
apart, her head lolling to the side. "Look at that cunt!" Anne gasped. 

Casey's slit was now a gaping oval hole in her crotch, big enough for the 
woman to slide three fingers into without touching the sides. But even as they 
watched, the tunnel slowly recovered and the pussy walls pulled together to 
leave the same small crack in her crotch as before. 

"Young cunts like that could take a fence post and still be tight after." Dave 
remarked. "She's good for a lot of fucking yet." Mark sighed. But they were 
only enlisted men, Casey thought dizzily. 

 Her duties with the General went on for about six months, then one day she 
recieved new orders. She was being transferred. They didn't bother to tell her 
where of course. 

She was simply packed away on another cargo plane, with the few pitiful 
belongings she called her own, and sent to her new post. 

To her surprise she recognized the camp, although it was not the one she 
started out at. She was at her own home camp! The one her father and she 
lived at before she joined the marines. 

She hoped she would be given a chance to see her family while she was here. 
She wondered if they'd recognize her in her uniform. Her hair had lengthened 
fonsiderably too, it now brushed her shoulders. 
She was met and driven to the suzie compound by a young marine. It was 
much bigger and better equipped than the one in Japan. The walled in 
compound contained a large man made lake where marine officers, 
acompanied by naked suzies, lounged around in comfort, basking in the heat. 

There were a number of small islands just right for having heated sex on. 
Inside were saunas, hot tubs, massage rooms, and banquet halls, as well as 
lavishly equipped rooms for using the girls. 

Casey barely had a chance to unpack when she recieved word on the 
intercom to prepare herself and go to one of the sex rooms. She showered 
quickly and hurried down to the room. 

It was done up comfortably. It was made up to look like a little girl's room. 
There were girlish posters on the walls. The big four poster bed was covered 
in pink and white chintz , and there were dolls and teddy bears scattered 
about. 

She put on the baby doll top and panties she found there and got into bed. She 
turned off the lights and dozed a little waiting for the officer to come in. She 
knew she was a substitute for his own daughter. The officers who chose this 
room had a hardon for their own girls, and used this as instead. 

The door opened, brightening the room momentarily, then closed. She kept 
her eyes closed, pretending to be asleep. She felt him approach the bed and 
then sit down on it next to her. She lay on her back, the covers up to her chin. 

She felt the covers slowly pull back. The slid down off her body till she was 
completely uncovered to him. Still she kept her eyes closed, though she 
peeked a little. She couldn't see anything but shadows anyway. 

She could hear his breathing as his excitement mounted. Then a hand gently 
slid over her breast, over the thin top. It pressed against her breast very lightly, 
then squeezed just a bit. Ever so slowly it slithered down off the mound and 
down over the naked skin of her belly. 

It stroked the soft, warm skin for a minute, then moved further down onto her 
panty covered abdomen and down over her crotch. Again it squeezed lightly, 
before moving down and stroking her legs and inner thighs. She felt the hand 
tremble slightly as it stroked her skin, then it was removed. 

She felt a hand at her top again. The top could be untied in the middle, and the 
man proceeded to do just that. Again he was very slow and gentle, as if not 
wanting to wake her. 

She felt her top opening up. Felt the sides parting, being pulled aside so her 
naked breasts could be viewed. Still she lay unmoving, breathing full, even 
breaths as if asleep. 

She felt a hand on her left breast. It squeezed her breast slowly, then the 
fingers slid onto her nipple and pinched it very delicately. Casey felt a tingle in 
her loins as the scenario unfolded. The little play was exciting her too. 

The hand covered her breast, squeezing it and stroking the skin. Then she felt 
a hot shaky breath next to her right boob, and then a tongue slithered onto her 
nipple and licked it gingerly. The tongue slid around her breast for a minute 
then returned to her nipple and she felt his lips encircling the now erect little 
nub. 

He pressed his mouth over her nipple and suckled on it softly. Casey moaned 
helplessly, though it did not phase the man. It could be interpreted as part of 
the play anyway. His hand continued to lightly squeeze her left breast as his 
mouth suckled on her right. 

After a few minutes he withdrew slightly, then she felt his hands sliding feather 
like, down over her ribs, and over her belly to the wasitband of her panty. His 
hand slid beneath the elastic and down over her abdomen and onto her bald 
pubic mound. His fingers slid up and down her slit gently, then one finger 
dipped slightly inside before the hand withdrew. 

She felt his fingers grasp both sides of the wasitband and very slowly peel the 
thin panty down over her hips. She helped by raising her ass off the bed very 
slightly, and unnoticeably. The panty slid off her hips and down her legs, to be 
pulled off her feet. 

She lay there completely naked now, her skin flushed and her cunt boiling at 
the slow teasing game. His hands pulled her legs apart by a gentle insistent 
pull on the ankles. 

When her legs were wide apart, she felt his hand return to her crotch. He 
started stroking and squeezing her pubic mound, very lightly, then she felt his 
mouth against her and trembled with anticipation. 
His tongue licked lightly along her slit, up and down it went, very slowly and 
softly. Then it pushed with greater force, dipping a little inside the velvety lips 
of her twathole. It flickered over her little clit repeatedly, driving her mad as she 
fought to show no reaction and her belly boiled with lust and desire. 

Slowly he licked up her body, his tongue sliding all over her abdomen and belly 
and then up over her rip cage to her breasts. He was using more force now, as 
his own excitement took over. 

His naked body slid up her own, she felt his weight settle over her as his 
mouth sucked and chewed on the side of her neck. 

His hands were squeezing her breasts with heavy pressure now and she felt 
his meaty erection against her belly. She figured nobody would be expected to 
sleep through this so she pretended to waken. 

"H..Huuuhhhh?" she said groggily. 

"I...Is T..that you Daddeeeee?" she asked in a little girl voice. 

"Ssshhhhhh." was the soft reply. 

His mouth slid onto hers and his tongue moved past her parted lips and into 
hers. His body settled firmly atop her and his hand reached down for his penis 
and placed the tip against her oozing pussy slit. 

"Dadddeeeeeeeeeee!" she complained softly. "I feel so funny down there!" He 
didn't reply, pulling her mouth back to his and pushing downward with his hips. 
His cockhead pushed against her vaginal lips and shoved them aside. 

Slowly and gently it slid down into her cunt sheath, the fat rigid penis pushing 
into the blonde teenager with delightlfull warmth and dignity. His cockhead slid 
up against her cervix and she felt his balls against her tight buttocks as he 
sank all the way in. 

His hands squeezed and kneaded her swollen breasts as their mouths 
mashed together passionately. Casey felt her lust rise even higher, felt herself 
approaching her first orgasm. 

The cock began to slowly pump inside her. Very slowly it eased back out and 
then slid back in. She moaned softly, and shivered in happiness. 
"OOOooooooo its so big daddeeeeeeee!" she whined. 

The cock began thrusting into her faster and with more force. His head came 
down and suckled ferociously on her right breasts, his hands slid under her 
and gripped her satiny buttocks, squeezing and kneading them. 

His cock churned within her as he slid a finger up into her asshole, and 
crammed his cock furiously into her. Casey gasped and then grunted in 
pleasure as she climaxed under him. 

Her body spasmed and her groin humped back up at him as she was engulfed 
in the throes of carnal bliss. 

Suddenly the lights came on. Casey looked up through blinking, blurred eyes 
and gasped anew as she recognized the marine officer atop her. 

It was Dennis Elwood Donovan. Her own father! 

He smiled softly down at her and began humping his groin down against her 
again. His pulsing cock slid in and out of her quivering wet vagina. 

"Daddy!" she cried in shock and happiness. 

"My little baby!" he murmured. 

"I've wanted to do this for so long now." 

He lunged forward, driving his cock balls deep inside her and dropped his 
mouth onto her left breast to suck and chew on her erect nipple. 

His head rose again and his arms slid around her, his hand in her hair and the 
other around her waist as he held her tightly against him. 

"Fuck me dadddyyyyyy!" she groaned. 

"I will baby. I will." he whispered. 

His cock thrust deep into her hole, and pumped in and out with fast full 
strokes. Casey groaned as her second climax approached. Then she 
whimpered as she slid over the edge and fell twitching and shaking into a 
deep, soul satisfying orgasm of enormous length. 
Her father spurted his jism again and again.  Eight times he gushed sperm into 
her belly as his own cum overtook him and they climaxed together. 

"I missed you Daddy." she smiled after she had recovered her breath. He had 
rolled off her, lying next to her on the bed. His arms encircled her, pulling her 
next to him as they lay together on their sides. 

Her buttocks pressed against his crotch as his flaccid penis recovered from it's 
excitement. 

"My little baby." he whispered. 

His hand slid down over her belly to her pubic mound and slid absently up and 
down her slit. 

"I missed you too Casey." he said. 

"Why didn't you tell me what would happen if I joined the marines?" she 
wondered softly. 

"I couldn't tell you baby. Nobody knows except the corps. I would be betraying 
the corps if I told anyone else, even you." 

His mouth kissed her cheek softly, then nibbled under her ear and along the 
side of her throat. She squirmed a little against him, her buttocks pressing 
more firmly into his groin as his fingers danced along her cunt slit. He pinched 
her clitty gently, making her groan in pleasure. 

"I've wanted to fuck you since you were twelve years old Casey." he 
confessed. When you said you were going to join the corps, I tried to talk you 
out of it, but I couldn't" 

"Now somebody else took your cherry." he said sadly. 

She sighed her hands gripping his and pressing it more firmly against her cunt. 
His other arm squeezed her breasts lightly. 

"A girl fucked me with a big dildo first." she said sadly. 

"What a waste." he murmured. 

His hand squeezed and rubbed at her cunt, sending the little blonde into a 
seething frenzy of aroused nerve endings. Her ass humped against his crotch 
as he dug his fingers into her cunt. A finger, then two, slid up into her. 

She writhed against him, then gulped in air and shivered all over. "Cum for me 
baby." her dad urged. She did, grunting and then groaning loudly as she jerked 
herself off against his fingers, her gooey cum juice dribbling out over his 
fingers as he pumped them inside her. 

"My sweet little baby Suzie." he whispered happily. 

Then the door opened and four more men entered. All were marine officers. 
She looked up at them and smiled in welcome. Thee were her uncles and the 
fourth, her older brother. 

Her dad sat back on his heels and watched fondly as Casey was covered with 
his brother's body and writhed beneath him in orgiastic bliss. 

He watched his brother's big cock push against her slithole and then disapear 
inside the girl. Her uncle fucked into her methodicly. 

As her dad watched, his cock sliced in and out of Casey's little bare cunt slit. 
Her dad grinned as he watched her eyes roll back in her head and then her 
mouth open in an ecstatic groan of release as she came again. 

Casey got off the bed and strutted around for the men, posing and modelling 
her lovely naked body before their admiring eyes. 

"She has such a beautiful round ass." said her brother. She smiled shyly at 
him in gratitude. 

"Why don't you fuck it then Danny boy." one of her uncles laughed. Her brother 
laughed too and pushed Casey down on the bed. 

"Just lie flat Case." he told her. 

He spread her legs apart and pushed his penis against her tight little wrinkled 
opening. 

Casey loosened her muscles to help his entry as his cock plunged down into 
her asshole all the way to the bottom. 
"It's sooooooo tight!" he marvelled. Her dad, still sitting on the bed stroked her 
hair, and she looked up at him and smiled breathlessly as her brother began to 
fuck his cock in and out of her rectum with fast, pistoning strokes. 

She grunted in time to his thrusts and wiggled her ass as much as she could. 
His cock rasped back and forth in her little round hole, driving her into excited 
gasps of passion. His hands came under her and squeezed her breasts tightly, 
his fingers stroking and clutching his sister's tit flesh so it oozed out between 
them. 

His hips smashed down against her lovely white buttocks making a soft 
slapping noise as the other men looked on excitedly. "Ream her out boy!" one 
of her uncles urged. 

He grunted and then lost control. His cock seemed to swell even more and 
then exploded deep inside her. He groaned loudly as he sprayed her insides 
with his seed. 

"Thanks Case." he panted. He rose, pulling his cock out of her opening and 
patted her on the ass. 

Casey then rose to her hands and knees, baring her crotch to the excited men. 

She turned around and looked at them coyly, then dropped her head and 
shoulders to the mattress, her tits squashed under her and her ass lay open 
and inviting as her uncles laughed in appreciation. 

Her second uncle knelt behind her and thrust himself into her cunt. He 
pumped for several minutes as Casey purred like a cat and rammed her ass 
back against him. 

She moaned and came again as his cock hammered away inside her. 

She rubbed her titties against the mattress, squashing them flat, as she 
shuddered through an extended orgasm. Her uncle gasped as her clutching 
cunt squeezed and sucked on his prick and he exploded deep inside her belly. 

She felt his hot juices flooding down into her belly and sighed in pleasure. 

Her third uncle took his place and began fucking her in the same manner, 
while her Dad sat in front of her, his legs to either side of her head. 
He pulled her face up a little and placed his erect cock against her lips. 

She sucked it down deep into her throat, deep throating him with loving 
passionate sucking motions. 

He sighed in delirious pleasure. The feel of his daughter;s lips around his cock 
driving into a premature ejaculation. 

Casey didn't mind, she drank down his sperm happily, slurping and sucking on 
the salty juice, and cleaning off his cock with her soft rasping tongue. 

Her uncle was slamming his cock in and out of her cunt furiously, then he 
pulled out, and placed the cockhead against her winking asshole. 

The sight of the deep indentation between her buttocks, with the winking 
crinkly anus peeking up at him, was too much for him to resist. 

His cock plunged down into his niece's rectum with one smooth thrust. He 
pumped it in and out as the other men watched the girl fondly. 

Then Casey whined and began humping back furiously. Her asshole squeezed 
and tore at his girl fucker as her sucking cavern gulped down his entire penis 
and then spasmed around it. 

They both spewed at the same time,and then her brother had to fuck her 
again. This time in the missionary position. 

It felt extremely strange to Casey as their lips locked together. Kissing her 
brother was so wonderful, yet she wouldn't have dreamed of doing it a year 
ago. 

She threw her legs up around him, jerking him tightly against her. He slammed 
into her crotch and stabbed her repeatedly until his cock ruptured inside her. 

Then her first uncle sodomized her in that same position, pushing her ankles 
up onto his shoulders to get a better angle, ramming his cock up her ass and 
spurting. Casey orgasmed again, happy and secure at last with her loving 
family

NORA'S NEW GOD


"Do you remember what you said to me last month, Nora? When I said I found 
you attractive? Do you recall that?' 

"Yes. I recall that." 

"What was it you said then, Nora? Tell me. Tell me just exactly what you said. I 
want to hear it." 

"I said--I think I said that I didn't find you--" 

"No, Nora. That wasn't exactly what you said. Tell me exactly. I'm sure you 
remember the words. Say it again, Nora. All of it. Go on." 

"All right. I said I thought you were disgusting." 

"And?" 

"And I said I--I wouldn't let you touch me if you were the only boy in school." 

"Yes. And?" 

"And I said I--I would kill you if you so much as looked at me weird." 

"That's right. That's just what you said. And now, Nora? Now you appear to 
have changed your mind." 

"I am-I can't  You've got me   I can't object." 

"No. That's right, Nora. You are no longer in a position to object. Or to insult 
me. Or to do anything about anything I may do to you. Isn't that right?" 

"Yes." 

"Yes. And in fact, you are in such a position that your lack of objection, your 
lack of opposition, indeed even your cooperation, in my looking at you, or my 
touching you, or my doing anything and everything I want --is the only thing 
that will keep you alive. Isn't that right, Nora? Isn't it?" 

"Yes." 

"Yes, that is right. Yes. And so you are going to let me look at you, Nora. Look 
at you all I want. Aren't you?" 

"Yes." 

"Yes. And you are going to let me touch you too. All I want. Disgusting as I am. 
Aren't you, Nora?" 

"Yes." 

"Yes. And you are going to let me do with you what I want. With your body. 
Anything I want.  Fuck you, Sodomize you, cum in you, piss on you, in your 
mouth every minute of every hour of every day for the rest of your life.

"Isn't that right, Nora?" 

"Yes." 

"Say it." 

"Yes, that's right." 

"Say it, Nora." 

"I am going to let you do anything you want." 

"With your body." 

"With my body." 

"And what are you going to do about it?" 

"Nothing. I can't do anything." 

"I'm going to fuck you, Nora. You know that, don't you?" 

"You bastard." 

"Don't you, Nora?" 
"Yes. I know that." 

"And you're going to suck my cock. Aren't you, Nora?" 

"Oh god. You filth. You scum." 

"Say it, Nora. I want to hear you say it. Say it for me." 

"Yes." 

"Yes what?" 

"Yes, I--I'm going to--suck your cock." 

"That is something I am eager to watch, Nora. This fine proud stuck-up eigth-
grade class president bitch who said I was disgusting.  This little girl 
cheerleader slurping and sucking my cock."

"This flat-chested hairless cunt tomboy who said I would never so much as 
touch her, on her knees in front of me, stark naked, crying, with my cock all the 
way inside her fine soft mouth and her tongue licking at it as that short blonde 
and freckled face bobs up and down as you suck that prick, slowly and 
lovingly, until I--" 

"Stop. Oh god you bastard filthy scum.   gggnnnngghh" 

"SUTTHEFUCKUPYOULITTLECUNT!!!!!"

"See what you made me do, Nora?  I'll bet that hurt Nora.  Being kicked 
between the legs like that.  I'll bet that hurt a lot."

"I've never kicked a girl between the legs before.  Did you know that, Nora?  
Especially that hard.  It lifted you right off the floor."

"HHUUHHGGGNN!!   Pleaseohpleaseohgodpleasedon'tkickmethereagainoh 
GNNNNNHG!!!"

"But I like kicking you there.  It's fun!!  You can understand that, I'm sure.  
Look.That last one almost made you throw up!!"

"Oh Jesus.. You bastard, l..
"You what, Nora? You what, Nora darling? What? Tell me." 

"I--nothing. Nothing." 

"Nora. Repeat after me. I am going to suck your cock." 

"Please. I--I did--" 

"Say it again, Nora." 

"I am going to suck your cock." 

"Say, I am a filthy cocksucking whore, and I want to let every boy at school 
fuck me and use me every day." 

"Please. Oh dear Jesus, please, for god's sake--" 

"Say it, Nora. Say it.  Or I'll kick you some more.  I'll make you spread your 
legs wide.  I'll go put on boots, and I'll kick you for hours, every one right 
between your legs." 

"I--I am a filthy-cc-ock------sucking-whore..and I-I    www-ant evvvry boy at 
school to..oh god, please, no...to fuck me and   use me e-evvvry day."" 

"Crying already? I like that. I like seeing you cry, Nora. Cry all you want."

"Now come here, Nora. Come right here to me. That's it. That's right. Stand 
right here. Now, Nora. Do you know what I'm going to do now?" 

"I am going to put my hands on your tiny breasts. Yes, Nora. I am going to take 
these hands, that you said would never so much as touch you, and I am going 
to put them on your lemon-sized little boobs."

"And I am going to feel them. All I want."

"And you are going to stand still for it, Nora. Do you understand? You are 
going to stand perfectly still and let me play with your breasts. Aren't you, Nora 
darling?" 

"Y-yes." 

"And then, Nora, I'm going to squeeze them for a while. I'm going to close my 
hands around them and I'm going to clamp my fingers into your flesh and I'm 
going to squeeze them as hard as I can. That's going to hurt, Nora. It's going 
to hurt a lot."

"But you are not going to do anything, Nora. You'll just stand here and take it."
"I don't want you to raise your hands. I want you to keep your hands down at 
your sides. I don't care how much it hurts. Is that clear, Nora?" 

"I--please--I--" 

"Is it?" 

"Yes." 

"And I don't want you to scream, Nora. No matter how much pain you are in. 
No screaming."

"Oh, you will want to scream. I can assure you of that. But I don't want you to. 
Is that clear too, Nora?" 

"Please--please I'll do what you want, you don't have to hurt me." 

"Oh, but I do, Nora darling. Most certainly I do. Because I want to hurt you. I 
want to see you in pain. I want to watch that tiny hairless body writhing and 
twisting and squirming in agony. That will give me such pleasure."

"I am going to hurt you a great deal. Did you think I would be satisfied with hat 
body."

"We both already know that I can fuck your pussy and your butt, and your 
mouth anytime I want to.  I can squirt sperm into you pussy, as much as I want.  
I can make you pregnant and you can't stop me."

"I can squirt up inside your butt.  I can make you drink my sperm, swallow it 
all."

"I can evern make you swallow my piss, drink it right from the tap!!"

"Did you think I would not want to make you suffer for your humiliation of me?" 

"You are a monster.  Everyone says so, and they're right." 

"Maybe.  But soon everyone will be saying that you're a slut, a whore.  And 
they'll be right then, too.  Because every boy in school is going to fuck you. 

You're going to beg them to fuck you, plead with them to drink their sperm.  

You'll make them promise to bring their friends next time.all their friends."
So if you think you're being humiliated now, you just wait, Nora baby. You just 
wait.  Wait until all your friends are standing in line, waiting to see which hole is 
going to be free next." 

"Please. No others. Please. Anything but that. Please. Nobody else. Please. 
I'll--" 

"Shut up, Nora. Do you think I won't share you with the guys at school?  All the 
guys?  And from the high school too?" 

"Oh no. Please no." 

"Do you think I don't want to watch you crawling naked from boy to boy, all 
your friends and my friends and boys you don't even know, sucking cock and 
fucking two guys at once and three guys at once and getting on hands and 
knees like a dog for anybody who wants you?" 

"I'll do anything, I'll give you anything, don't make me, don't do that to me, I'll--" 

"Tell me you're a whore." 

"I'm a whore." 

"Tell me you're my slave." 

"I'm your slave." 

"Ask me to put my hands on your breasts." 

"Oh." 

"Ask me, Nora. Ask me to put my hands on your breasts. Say please. Ask 
me." 
"Oh God, I can't be lik... Please--p-please--p-put your hands on my breasts." 

"All right, Nora. Stand still now. Now. Ah. Ah yes. Ahhh that's good. Mmmm. 
That is so good, Nora. Touching these breasts. Feeling them. Fondling and 
squeezing them. And Nora crying."

"Oh, cry for me, Nora darling. As I mold your tiny firm breasts with my hands. 
Your nipples are stiff, Nora. With fright, I know. Not with passion. But that's all 
right."

"I like your fright. I like your terror. I like your disgust and humiliation and I love 
being able to degrade you like this. Degrade you and debase you and violate 
your body and your mind and your soul. I'm going to squeeze your breasts 
now, Nora."

"Like this. Like this. Like--this."

"No. Don't scream. No screams, I said."

"You can moan, you can whimper, and cry with pain, yes, I like that, that's 
beautiful, darling. But no, hold that scream down, that's it."

"No, hands down, Nora. Put your hands down. Down, I said."

"That's it. All the way down. All the way. That's right. That's a good girl. Just 
stay that way."

"Oh I love your twisting and writhing. Yes, it hurts, doesn't it, Nora? Oh, it hurts 
so much. Tell me how much it hurts, Nora." 

"Oh god stop please stop please please stop I can't please please I'll do 
anything please stop please please please I'm begging anything please." 

"Pull up your skirt, Nora. Pull it up for me. All the way up. If you want me to 
stop, pull that skirt high. Show me your legs. All of those gorgeous curvy 
fabulous legs. Show me your thighs. That's it. All the way, Nora. Up around 
your waist. Yes. Hold it that way."

"What fantastic legs. I can't wait to feel them clamping around my body. With 
my prick jamming into your hairless little-girl cunt, Nora."

Fucking the shit out of you. Raping that proud beautiful helpless naked body. 
Tell me you want that, Nora. Tell me if you want me to stop. Tell me." 

"Aaaaahhhhh yes please god jesus no please yes I want it I want it I do I want 
you to fuck me I want to fuck you I want my legs around you please stop 
please anything I want to crawl for you and suck you yes I will I'll suck your 
cock and I'll crawl and I'll scream for you stop please." 

"Kiss me, Nora. Kiss me on the mouth. Open your mouth and kiss me hard 
and put your tongue in my mouth. That's a good hurting girl. Just one more 
hard knee between your legs to reward you.  There."

"Now ask me to strip you." 

"Please strip me please do it do anything you want strip my clothes off and 
make me naked for you." 

"And for our friends at school, Nora." 

"No. Aaaahhhhh all right all right I will bastard filth bastard yes all right I will 
give me to our friends I'll crawl for all of you I'll suck all of you I'll roll over and 
fuck you all and I'll be your slave slut whore cocksucker please." 

"Ask me to suck my cock." 

"Please let me suck your cock I'll beg you on my knees I'll crawl for you and I'll 
kiss your cock and I'll lick it and I'll suck you and I'll swallow it for you please." 

"Light me a cigarette, Nora." 

"Dear sweet Jesus." 

"Do it." 

"All right." 

"Now take your blouse of for me. And that bra. Do it." 

"I'm doing it." 

"Ask me." 
"Do I have to do that?" 

"What do you think?" 

"Please burn me." 

"Again." 

"Please burn my body. Do it all you want. Make me scream for you." 

"And then?" 

"Fuck me. Rape my body. Do it all. Fuck my cunt and fuck my mouth and fuck 
my butt and call our friends and get the dogs and the camera."

"Call our friends in and make me crawl and have them pin me down so I can't 
move and fuck my body and rape my mouth and piss on me and shit on me."

"Call the boys from my school, from my classes, all of them, call my teachers 
and I will fuck them all and I will fuck the dog while everyone watches and I will 
suck the dog and let everyone see me swallow its slimy dog sperm."

"And then I'll do it again and again every night and at the mall and in the 
school auditorium  And I'll buy you a video camera so that you can make a 
video and we can show it at my school and to my parents."

"And I will run away from home and live naked in your basement and every day 
and every night you can bring the boys from school to fuck me and strangers 
and filthy bums and dogs and you can make videos and sell them and I will be 
your filthy degraded slut slave." 

"I'm going to kick you again now." 

"Kick me." 

"Where"

"On my pussy, between my legs.  See, I'm spreading them wide so you can 
kick my little hairless cunny.   GGNNNNHG"

"Ask me to do it again." 
"gggnnn  K-kkkick mme aggaii    aaarrggggggkkk." 

"Again." 

"Ohhhh God!!  I'm cumming!!!   Oh Sweet God , NONONO!!  Please don't let 
me like this!!  God Oh God, Please don't make me want this!!!"

"Again." 

"GGGNNNOHGODOHFUCKFUCKOHSHITOHPLEASEHURTME!!!"

"Again." 

"OHHHH GGG-GOD!!!  I'm sorry God, I'm sorry Mommy!!   I can't help it!!!  
OHGODOHGOD  DO IT, HURT ME!!!!  I'm C-C-CUMMMMING!!!"

"Again." 

"Crawl to me and suck my cock and cry Nora cry Nora my darling..." 

"Are you going to KICKME PLEASEHURTMEFUCKMEWHIPME???"

"Oh God, YOU ARE MY GOD!!!

BUS STOP RAPE


He saw her outside the Science building, a tiny perfect little girl, all tiny tits and 
ass, with curly red hair cut short to her scalp and bright green eyes, striding 
purposefully, happily along, books loading her down. 

He followed her at once, across campus to the dorm building. He hated dorms, 
but on the other hand, the University was his prime hunting turf.

He loved to get these snotty, rich, know-it-all white girls and drag them through 
the dirt, show them who was boss, show them how low and filthy and 
worthless they were. 

This redheaded bitch would learn that too.  

Ashley blinked, then pulled her eye from the microscope's eyepiece and 
rubbed her eyes. It was past nine. She had better head home if she was going 
to get any sleep tonight.

When she'd been allowed, at fourteen, to skip high school and enter college, 
she had no idea how much studying she'd have to do.  High school stuff had 
been so easy.

She slipped on a denim jacket, scooped her books into her gym bag, then 
headed for the science building's door.

It was already dark outside and a little cool. She hugged herself as she walked 
across the parking lot towards the bus stop. 

It was a lot darker than usual out and she glanced around curiously. 

The street lights were out, she saw, at least along this block. She hoped the 
bus wouldn't drive by and miss her.

She stepped into the bus shelter, putting her bag on the seat and zipping up 
her jacket. She hated cold. At barely ninety seven pounds she had no fat to 
speak of to protect her from the cold. 

Of course, she was under five feet tall as well, so she wasn't all that light for 
her size.
A man walked along the sidewalk. She kept her eye on him. It was after dark, 
after all, and there was nothing around her except the parking lot and the 
empty science building behind it. 

She didn't like his looks, but it seemed he would pass by.

Then he stopped and walked into the shelter. She stepped closer to the other 
side of the shelter, giving him lots of room. He was a big guy and needed it.

She felt him looking at her and her pulse grew more rapid. She cursed herself 
for being paranoid, then looked at her watch, wishing the stupid bus would be 
early instead of late, like normal.

"Hi."  Her heart gave a lurch and she turned to look at him momentarily. She 
wasn't sure what to do. 

Ignoring him would be outright rude and insulting, but he looked rough and 
dirty... 

"Hi," she said, as brusque and unfriendly as she could manage without giving 
offense, she hoped.

"What's your name?"

"Sara," she replied. It was a lie, but she didn't want him knowing anything 
about her.

"You got nice hair, Sara. I love red hair."

He reached out and ran his fingers through her short-cropped hair.. She 
shuffled forward a bit, going deeper into the shelter, but he moved forward too.

"You're  a real pretty little thing. You know that?"

"Thanks," she gulped, praying he'd get lost, or that the bus or anybody would 
come.

"Always loved red hair," he mused. "Is it natural?" 

She didn't answer, hoping now that ignoring him would discourage him.
"Hey, is it natural?" he poked her shoulder and she turned, glaring up at him. 
He was well over six feet tall and must weight way more than twice what she 
did.

"Yes! Okay!" she snapped.

"Don't get bitchy, Sara. Just wondered is all. So many of you broads dye your 
hair a guy's gotta check your pussy to make sure half the time." 

She turned away again, turning her back on him.

"You got a nice ass too.  A little like a boy's, but nice. You know that?" 

Her heart was pounding furiously now, her body tense as her fear grew. Her 
pulse was hammering in her throat and she was breathing in shallow little 
pants.

"Real nice little ass," he sighed. "Nice body, in fact. You're kinda little but you 
got a nice little body. Hard to see what your tits look like with that jacket closed 
though. Why don't you open it and let me see."

"Please leave me alone," she said, her voice small.

"Leave you alone? I ain't hurtin' you, baby. I ain't touching you. I just asked is 
all. I wanted to see if you got nice tits like you got a nice ass." 

She turned away again, ignoring him, her skin tingling, light headed with terror 
now.

"Hey, I bet a guy my size would really squash you down, huh? I bet you prefer 
fucking on top." 

Again she didn't' answer.

"Or maybe you like the doggie style, huh? You like it on all fours, that round, 
tight little ass in the air. Zat it? Huh? Hey Sara, I asked you a question."

"Leave me alone!" she cried, turning and trying to dart past him. 

He backed up into the entrance, completely blocking it as he leered down at 
her.
"Let me out," she demanded, her voice quavering.

"Why? The bus ain't here yet. Hey, I bet you got one really tight little snatch 
there." 

He reached towards her and she jumped back, almost falling down in her 
haste to evade his touch. 

He sniggered and folded his arms across his chest.

"Real, real tight," he said, his eyes sliding up and down her body.     "Tell me 
what your favorite position is, Sara."

"Please leave me alone," she whispered, hovering on the edge of tears.

"I ain't hurting you, Sara, baby. I just wanted to know what your favorite 
position is. You ain't a lezzie, are you? You like licking pussy, sucking on 
clitties, sucking tits? Huh?" 

She turned away, looking in all directions for any signs of anybody.

"I do. You know, I wouldn't blame you if you liked that. Nothing better than 
sucking on a nice titty I always said. Hey. Tell me, You got big brown nipples, 
or nice little pink ones? I bet you got nice little pink nipples, don't you?"

"Please go away?" she begged, her voice breaking now as she fought to hold 
back tears.

"Hey. I'm just waiting for the bus, baby." 

He moved forward and she cringed back into the far corner, her eyes wide as 
she stared at him.

"You ever deep throated? You know guys really love deep throating. I could 
show you how if you want." 

She trembled and began to weep. He grinned, his hand coming out and 
touching her hair again.

"Real nice hair," he said. 

His fingers slid through her hair with growing possessiveness, his body 
crowding her back into the corner. 

She was whimpering and trembling and looking down at the ground as he 
gripped the zipper of her jacket and slowly eased it down until he could open 
her jacket and look at her body. 

She was wearing a red button down shirt. He looked at it for a few moments.

"Looks like you got nice titties in there, Sara. Hey. Could I see them? Huh? I'd 
really like to see them." 

She wept harder.

"I bet that shirt would tear in pieces without half trying. How bout you open your 
shirt and let me have a see huh? Come on. Open it. Just unbutton the shirt for 
me, baby. Come on. Do it." 

She was terrified he'd hurt her and her fingers moved, trembling and shaking 
to the buttons. Her mind was blasted with waves of terror and fear and 
humiliation and she couldn't think straight.

One by one she unbuttoned them until she reached her pants. 

"Pull it out of the pants and open it," he said, his voice impatient. She did as he 
told her, shaking and whimpering, dazed and fearful. 

"Nice little bra, but I want to see what kind of nipples you got. Let's see, baby. 
Let's see the nipples."

She unclipped the bra and then let it slide aside, covering herself with her 
shaking hands. Tears were streaming down her cheeks now and her eyes 
were blurred by them as she huddled miserably in the corner.

"Let's see them," he demanded. She slowly, tremblingly, pulled her hands 
apart and down, standing, slumping in the corner, her head bowed, body 
quivering.

"They're nice and pink, ain't they. Do they get real big when your boyfriend 
sucks them? Or is it your girlfriend? Huh? Huh? Hey, Play with them, Sara. 
Pinch them and roll them in your fingers. I want to see them hard."
Dazedly, she did what he ordered, her hands going to her breasts, slowly 
rubbing her nipples as he looked down.

"Why don't you take off that shit? Just let the shirt and jacket slide down to the 
ground, baby. I want to see how nice you look without them. 

His hands touched her clothes for the first time, pushing her shirt and jacket 
across her shoulders, along with her bra. 

They all slid down her arms and dropped off onto the floor, leaving her naked 
from the waist up.

"Now the pants."

"Please," she moaned.

"What?"

"Please. Please don't," she wept.

"The pants, you slut. Take off the pants." 

His voice and presence were so menacing she thought she might faint. 

"Take them off!" he yelled. 

She screamed in shock, and her hands quickly unsnapped her pants, then 
eased down the zipper. She let the pants slid down off her hips to her knees.

"The panties. Push them down, whore." 

She pushed them down, sobbing loudly now, gut wrenching sobs that made 
the tears drop down onto her naked breasts.

"Whore. Look at that pussy. Sure is nice, all bald and hairless. I'll bet you like 
being bald between your legs.  That way you can wave your ass around in 
those tiny little bikinis, isn't it? Huh Slut? Whore? Take them off completely, 
and the shoes and socks."

She almost fell but got her pants and shoes off and huddled in the corner 
naked as he leered down at her.
"Nice body. Real tight I bet. You ever suck a cock?" Answer me!"

"No." she gulped.

"You lying slut. I know you have. Ever take a cock down your throat?"

"Noooo," she wept.

"You're going to, baby," he snickered, leaning closer. "Ever get a big thick one 
up the asshole? Huh? You ever get fucked in the ass?"

"Nooo," she whimpered, sobbing loudly again.

"You're gonna," He laughed. 

He took her hand, pulling it against him, rubbing it against his crotch, up and 
down. She could feel his hard erection inside his jeans and tried to pull away. 
He held her wrist there against him, grinning down at her.

"Let me see you stick your finger up your cunt. Go on. Do it or I will. Push your 
finger right up your cunt hole."

She looked around as if in a daze.

"Do it!" he roared. 

She jerked as if struck, then her hand, her free hand, slipped down to her groin 
and she eased a trembling finger inside her pubic lips, wincing as she screwed 
it up into her tight, dry vagina.

"Deeper. Bury it up your snatch, whore. Yeah, that's it. Jerk off on it. Beat your 
little pussy, slut. Spread your legs more, Sara. Wider. Now bend back, arch 
your back. I want to see those hard little nipples sticking out. Yeah. Lookit 
them. Look how hard they are, all stiff and wantin' to be sucked."

Her nipples were hard, for she was freezing, her body covered in goose 
bumps, trembling and shaking in the cold night air.

"Bitch," he snickered. "Stupid little slut. I bet you want this, don't you?" he 
squeezed her hand down harder against his erection.

"Don't you? Bet you want it up that tight, wet little gash of yours, huh? Or 
maybe you want it up your ass? Let me hear you beg for it." 

She wept and said nothing.

"Beg for it," he snarled. "Beg me to fuck you. Beg for it!"

"P.... p... pleeeasse... p.. pleease f... f... fuck me," she stuttered, her voice 
strangled and weak.  

Her terror had broken her.  The fourteen year old was his now, and they both 
knew it.  She didn't know exactly what he was going to do to her but, whatever 
it was, she was going to let him do it. 

"Say it louder."

"P.. p... please... f... f.. fuck me," she gasped.

"Beg me to fuck you."

"Please... f.. f... fuck m... me."

"Beg me to fuck your asshole." 

She moaned and whimpered and sniffled and shook her head.

"Beg for it!" he hissed.

"P... p.. please fuck... fuck my... my... ass...asshole," she whimpered.

"Well, I dunno. I bet its tight there, tight and dirty. Course I fucked tight white 
asses before. Tell you what, you turn around and bend over. Spread your legs 
and grab hold of your ankles, and I'll consider it.

"P... pleeease," she whimpered.

"You don't have to beg any more, whore. Go on. Do it."

She turned her back on him, trembling and shaking, slowly bending over and 
spreading her legs. She shook and almost fell, then bent way over and pawed 
at her bare ankles, taking several attempts to grip them.
"Straighten your legs. I want to see that round little ass sticking up," he 
ordered.

"Beg for it again," he said. "Beg for it, slut."

"P... p... please... f... fuck... me,"

"Get on all fours, slut. Get down on all fours like the bitch dog you are. Yeah, 
go on. He shoved his foot against her ass and she dropped to her hands and 
knees.

"Raise that little ass, and spread your legs. That's it. You've done this plenty of 
time before." 

She trembled violently, almost throwing up as her guts churned. She waited for 
him to get down behind her, to use her, rape her. 

She thought of all the times she had fought to keep her virginity and what a 
stupid waste that had been.

"Reach back between your legs, slut, and play with yourself. I want you to get 
all warmed up for me." She closed her eyes in new humiliation.

"Jerk off for me. I want to see those fingers jerking off that tight little cunt box."

She reached back with one hand, her trembling fingers touching her vaginal 
entrance, rubbing in jerky movements.

"Harder, slut!" he snarled. "Rub that little snatch."

She rubbed harder as he watched.

"Stick your finger up your asshole!"

The words struck her like a blow. 

"Do it, you white whore!"

She eased her fingers higher, up against her asshole, then slowly pressed one 
finger against her crinkled little anal opening. 

She felt her hand gripped tightly, his fingers pressing her finger straight and 
jamming it into her asshole hard.

He pumped her own finger up and down in her asshole as she whimpered and 
moaned and sobbed. 

"Dirty little whore," he sneered.

She heard his zipper and her whimpers turned to tears again. She closed her 
eyes and waited, trembling violently, then sensed his movement behind her. 

She felt his hands on her behind, rubbing, squeezing. A hand cupped her 
hairless little pubic mound then squeezing.

"Nice," he said.

She felt pressure against her pussy, the pressure growing greater. She felt his 
cock sliding into her, forcing its way into her tight, dry vagina. She winced, 
gritting her teeth against the pain, praying for it to be over.

"UUUUHhhhhhhhhh!" she cried, as he thrust forward. His cock stabbed into 
her with savage force, ramming deep into her, smashing through her hymen 
without even slowing down. 

She felt a deep heartache at losing her hard held cherry and in such a way.

He gripped her hips hard, beginning to jerk and twist his prick inside her, 
ignoring her whimpers and cries, heedless of the pain he was causing her. 

He threw his hips forward hard thrusting his cock into the center of her belly, 
burying his thick, bloated prong inside her.

"Yeaaahhhh. How's it feel, whore? How's it feel with a big nigger cock in your 
belly? Bet you love it. Don't you, slut? Huh? Love it, don't you? Huh?" He 
slapped the side of her head.

"Don't you?" he demanded.

"Yes," she sobbed.

"I knew it. I knew you were a cheap slut when I saw you."
He fucked her with hard, brutal strokes, the pain almost unbearable to her. 

She felt like she was being disembowelled, ripped open from the crotch 
inward. She swayed and shook and bit her tongue as he rutted into her with 
cruel strokes.

"Uh, yeahhhh!" he grunted, thrusting harder still and then giving as series of 
hard, sharp thrusts into her.

Then she felt his cock bloat and throb hard.  A hot, sticky feeling started deep 
up inside her.  She knew it was his sperm, he was squirting it into her.  She 
wailed as it happened again.  Another hard throb.  Another spurt of slimy 
sperm up inside her.  Then another and another.  She lost count at seven 
spurts.

"Oooh babyyy," he gasped. "You got it now. Got my juice up inside you. Got 
my cum in your cunt box."

She felt nauseous at the thought, yet also tremendously gratified that he had 
finished. She hoped against hope he would soon leave.

She also prayed that he hadn't made her pregnant.

She felt his cock pump a few more times but she could tell it was softening. He 
pulled it out and she closed her eyes in relief.

"Okay, slut, come with me." He gripped her arm and jerked her to her feet, 
then dragged the naked little girl out of the shelter and across the street. Her 
feet froze on the cold concrete as he led her onto the sidewalk and then into a 
small thicket of woods on the other side.

She was totally broken now, and put up no resistance.  Zombie-like, she 
walked silently and obediently along beside him.  

She could feel his disgusting sperm run out of her in slimy globs.  By the time 
they were in the woods, her crotch was a slippery mess as were her thighs.  

She even felt some of his sperm drip onto her naked feet.

She wondered dazedly  "How much more of it is he going to shoot in me."

He led her in a few feet then through her down on her knees.

"Suck it hard again, whore." 

He held his cock in one hand and her hair in the other. He pressed his cock, 
oily and wet, against her lips.

She stared at it vacantly, silent.

"Suck it, slut!" he hissed. "Open your mouth or I'll break your fucking teeth."

She hesitated slightly, then meekly opened her mouth wide, like at the 
dentist's.

He pushed his wet, dirty cock into her mouth. 

She gagged and retched and almost threw up but feared he'd kill her.

"You're gonna suck me hard and then I'm gonna fuck you right up your tight, 
buttery little asshole," he sniggered.

This threat broke her trance.

"Oh please noo!" she sobbed, trying to pull away, tearing her mouth free of his 
cock briefly.

"Do it"! he snarled. 

He gripped her hair and pulled her face in against his crotch. He pushed his 
cockhead against her lips and she surrendered.  

With a pitiful, almost inaudible whimper, she opened her mouth again for him, 
taking his cock deep into mouth and, without being told, began sucking. 

He grinned down as the girl sucked his cock, taking the whole thing into her 
mouth. 

At first, taking his black cock all the way was easy enough, since it was soft 
but as she worked it over with her tongue and sucked on it, the long black 
snake began to thicken and harden.

"It's gettin' hard, slut. It's getting long and thick. Soon it's gonna be up your 
asshole. You'll like that, won't you, whore. Won't you!"

Her muffled moans and soft whimpering contradicted him and he snickered in 
glee. He began to pump his cock in her mouth, sighing in pleasure as his 
prong turned to steel against her tongue. Finally he pulled it free, rubbing it 
across her face as he chuckled.

"Okay, whore. It's ready. Turn around and get on all fours like the bitch dog 
you are. Go on."

"Please! Please don't!" she begged. 

"Shut up and do it!"

"Please. It's sick! It's horrible. Can't you... can't you just... just fuck me in 
the.down there again?"

"I'll do whatever I want to you, slut!"

He pushed her to all fours and knelt behind her, his cock sliding along her slit, 
sawing against the tight slit.

"So you don't want it up the asshole, huh, baby? Okay, beg for it then. Beg me 
to fuck your dirty cunt."

"Please fuck me," she gasped. "Please fuck my cunt. Fuck my dirty cunt!"

"You're twat? You're pussy? You're fuck hole? You're slit? You're slash?"

"Yes! Yes! Fuck my twat! Fuck my slit!"

"With this big nigger cock?"

"Yes! Yes! Fuck my slit with your big nigger cock! Shove your giant nigger 
cock in me to the balls! Bury it in my dirty fuck hole!"

"Call me... call me masssah."

"Please fuck me master!" she whimpered.

"Not Master, Massah, like those southern nigger accents!"

"Please Massah! Please fuck me in the cunt, Massah!"

"What's your name, whore?"

"Ashley, Massah!"

"You told me before your name was Sarah"

"I... I'm sorry, Massah!" she sobbed.

"Does little Ashley want a hot nigger cock up her cunt pipe?"

"Yes, Massah! Please fuck Ashley up her cunt pipe, Massah!"

"You got it, whore. Reach back and pry your dirty little cunt lips open for me. 
Go on. Pull them open." 

She reached back behind her and pulled her cunt open, shaking with cold and 
fear.

"Wider! Wider!"

She moaned with pain as she opened herself wide apart for him. He grinned in 
pleasure.

"Now grab my cock and put it in, then back onto it."

She used the fingers of one hand to hold her cunt lips as wide as she could, 
then reached between her legs and gripped his thick prong, pressing it against 
her opening. 

She shuffled her knees backwards in the dirt as she slid her velvet sheath over 
his prick and jammed herself back onto the shaft.

Since she was still soaked in sperm up inside her pussy, she was able to 
slowly force herself back onto the thing, impaling herself until she had the 
whole thing inside her belly.

"Now fuck me, bitch. Work that little white ass on my cock."
She sobbed as she began to hump back against him. Under his lashing 
tongue she was soon grinding her hips and slapping her ass back against him 
with vigorous motions, jamming herself again and again on his hard cock.

Suddenly he pulled out, holding her in place.

"So I've fucked you. I said I would, right? I fucked your cunt. Now I want that 
asshole."

"Pleeeeeassssee!" she sobbed.

"Reach back and pull your ass cheeks apart."

"Please, Massah! Please Massah!"

"Do it," he snarled.

The shaking, trembling girl reached back and pulled her ass cheeks apart, 
whining and groaning in anxiety and fear. 

She gave a short cry as she felt his cockhead pressing against her anus, then 
gritted her teeth and gasped in pain as he put more and more pressure against 
her sphincter.

His cockhead slowly forced her asshole open and sank down into her. 

She groaned and moaned and mewled in pain as his log sank deeper and 
deeper into her rectum. Her ass stung and ached as his giant cock slid further 
inside.

"Yeahhhh," he sighed. "Nice little white ass meat."

He gripped her hips and thrust hard, drawing a cry of pain from the tormented 
girl as his cock drove deep. He drew back then thrust again, burying his cock 
in her tight anal tube. 

With hardly any hesitation, with no time to let her ass become accustomed to 
his girth, he began to pump, tearing his cock up and down inside her.

Soon he was pounding his cock with savage force and speed, sodomising the 
weeping, shaking girl with no regard to her pain. 
His cock skewered her with terrible violence, ripping in and out of her tight, 
aching tunnel. His cockhead pumped like a butter churn in her anus as his 
hips rocked the girl again and again.

Then he came, dropping thick, white loads of jism down her asshole, sighing in 
pleasure as he felt the sperm shooting into her trembling, spasming guts. 

Ashley took it all.  Felt his cock blast sperm up into her like a fire hose.

Then, when he pulled out, she felt another torrent of hot, slimy sperm run ourt 
of her and down her legs.

Then, still broken, her spirit destroyed, she let him shove her to her knees.  

She made no protest as he shoved his shit and sperm covered cock into her 
throat again, and submissively knelt there while he fucked her mouth.

When he came a third time, squirting long ropes of slimy nigger sperm into her 
mouth, she swallowed over and over.

He left her then, naked and covered in sperm.

She crawled back to the bus stop and struggled into her clothes.

She had missed the bus she'd been waiting for.  She sat silently and waited for 
the next.

As she did, she felt and saw a large stain forming on the crotch of her jeans 
from his sperm leaking out of her.

Two weeks later, at the same bus stop, he walked up to her,

This time there were other people there who could help her.

But she said nothing as he took her hand and led her to the woods.

THE VACANT LOT


She was a little nervous going out with a black guy, but hey, it was the 
nineties, and anyway, he was kind of cute, and seemed like a nice guy. She 
dressed, then undressed, then dressed again a dozen times, trying to find just 
the right look. 

She didn't want to look like a preppie, on the other hand she didn't want to look 
like a slut either. She wasn't going to sleep with this guy, after all. She worried 
slightly that he might expect it of her. Didn't black girls do it all the time? 

Holly didn't really know very much about black people. There weren't many in 
her suburban high school, and none at all in her neighbourhood. 

Still, she came from a very liberal family, and was raised to treat everyone 
alike, regardless of race, creed or... or... whatever. She could never remember 
the last one. 

She tired on another look. No, that was too ethnic. She didn't want him to think 
she was some dopey white girl who was trying to dress black. She stripped 
again and looked for something else. 

Maybe spandex. No, too cheap. A mini-skirt? No, what if he tried something? It 
was hard to fend a guy off in a mini. Jeans, not tight ones, just simple jeans, 
that would do, she thought, and a simple blouse. 

Or would he think she was dressing down? She cursed again, wishing she 
could ask Angela or Susan, not that they'd ever dated a black guy either, but at 
least they would have some opinion. She couldn't very well phone them 
though, not after their conversation that morning. 

"You're dating Jason?" Angela had gasped. 

"So what? Anyway, I'm not dating him. I'm just going on a date." 

"But... but... but he's... " 

"What?" she'd asked defiantly. 

"Well, Holly, you know those black guys. They only want one thing." 
"That's so racist." 

"It is not. He'll expect you to sleep with him," Susan had nodded. 

"Don't be stupid," she'd glared. "You two are so dumb." 

"I bet he screws all the black girls he dates," Angela had said. 

"That's an incredibly racist thing to say!" 

"Is not." 

"Is too." 

"What if he tries to make you?" Susan said, worried. 

"Why would he do that? Anyway, we're only going to the movies." 

"Maybe he'll drive you into the bushes or something." 

"Don't be an idiot! Anyway, he hasn't got a car. We're taking the bus." 

"Why would you date a guy without a car?" Angela had demanded. 

"Because he's cute," she'd said defensively. 

Actually she'd been too afraid of offending him, too afraid he'd think she turned 
him down because he was black. 

"You should have said no," Susan said. 

She should have, but it was too late now. She was meeting him in half an hour 
and still didn't know what she'd wear. She was in front of her closet wearing 
nothing but a pair of bikini panties, and desperately afraid of making the wrong 
choice, giving the wrong signals. 

She turned her head a little and looked at herself in the mirror hanging on the 
back of the door, straightening her back and lifting her head slightly. I'm getting 
fat, she thought dolefully.  Except in the part I most want to.  Her tits were 
immature still budding. 
She had no areolas but did have bright pink nipples that, because she was 
chilly from the cool night air coming through the open window, were very long 
and stiff. 

She despaired of her hips, though nobody else seemed to think they were too 
wide, and of her behind, though again, it was only her, and maybe Angela who 
said ti was too big. Boys seemed to like it. 

She flicked her thick brown hair out of her eyes, frowning at her face. It was 
not a beautiful face, but it was pretty, with big brown eyes and a tiny snub 
nose. her hair was a shiny light brown, and fell in wavy curls around her face to 
her collar, just touching her shoulders. 

Well, jeans would have to do. She'd go casual. They were only going to a 
stupid movie, after all. 

She met Jason at the bus stop and they went downtown. He gave her a 
Raider's baseball hat, which she tried to put on straight. He showed her the 
right way to wear it, with the brim in the back. She insisted though on letting 
her bangs fall out in front. 

To her surprise she didn't find it that hard to talk to him. They were laughing 
and joking before they even got off the bus. By the time the movie had started 
she had relaxed completely. 

So when he put his arm across her shoulder she didn't try to shrug it off. She 
waited for him to try something else, ready to shoot him down, but he didn't. 

The movie ended and they left, heading for the bus stop. 

She was in a very good mood, the movie having been a good one and the 
date progressing well, and she grabbed Jason's arm, pulling it around her 
shoulder as they walked. Some people gave them odd looks as they passed 
but she felt almost proud of herself, dating a black guy. 

There was nobody else waiting at the bus stop and she got a little giggly with 
Jason, and maybe teasing him a little, like she teased all the boys. 

"You didn't try and kiss me," she grinned impudently. 

"Should I have?" he grinned back. 
"I don't know." He stepped forward but she backed off, giggling. 

He didn't pursue her. 

"I guess you don't want to kiss me very badly," she said. 

"You want me to chase after a white girl, in this neighbourhood?" 

"Oh, silly, nobody cares about that." 

"Huh? What world you livin' in, baby?" 

She stepped forward and put her arms over his shoulders, standing on her 
toes to kiss him. At first he didn't move, then he folded his arms around her as 
their kiss turned a little deeper. She pulled her mouth back a little, grinning, 
then they kissed again. His hands slid down her back and onto her behind, 
squeezing. 

She pulled back, laughing. "Uh uh uh," she said.  "What kind of a girl do you 
think I am?" 

"That's what dates are for, so I can find out." 

He really was cute, but this was a first date, after all. She thought about 
making it with a black guy, with Jason. She'd never made it with anyone 
before, and was intensely curious about sex. She wondered if it was true that 
black guys had extra large things. 

She thought about asking Jason and giggling helplessly. 

"What's so funny?" he asked. 

"Nothing." 

The  bus came and they got on, going to the rear and sitting down together. 
Jason put his arm over her shoulder and kissed her again. She kissed back a 
bit, then pulled her head away. They were on the bus, after all, and though it 
was almost empty there were people there. 

How incredibly trampy, she thought, necking with a black guy in public. 

She felt daring, and maybe a little smug, feeling how superior her liberal 
morals were to most people. Angela and Susan, for instance. 

She hardly noticed when three guys got on the bus and came to the rear, 
sitting in the cross seats. Jason noticed, and took his arm off her, but she 
snuggled in tighter to his body. 

The three were older, in their early twenties maybe and had been drinking. 
Even Holly noticed that soon by the way they talked to each other and the way 
they smelled. 

One of them in particular, a tall blonde guy in a jean jacket, was staring at her. 
She looked away, starting to get a little nervous. She saw him out of the corner 
of her eye, as he nudged the guy sitting beside him. The guy turned to look at 
her too. 

"Hey, honey," the blonde guy said suddenly.  "What're you doin' back there? 
Come an' sit with us." 

She ignored him of course. 

"Guess she likes niggers," The other guys said. He wasn't as tall as the 
blonde, but was very thick bodied, with big arms and shoulders and a fat face. 

Jason stiffened but said nothing. 

"Guess she likes that nigger cock," The other guy said. He was short and had 
a beard and curly brown hair. 

"You like nigger cock, girly?" the blonde guy asked, sneering. "Eh, little nigger 
lover?" 

"Hey, man, why don't you just leave us alone?" Jason glared. 

"Why don't you date nigger girls, boy?" the blonde guy asked. 

"Cause they all got AIDS from their customers," the short guy said, making the 
other two laugh loudly. 

"Gotta admire your taste though," the blonde guy said. "Her tits are kinda 
small, but they stand up nice, and dig those nipples!" 
"Bet you can't wait to go home and get your lips around those nipples, eh 
boy?" the curly haired guy said. 

Holly turned beat red, looking down at her legs and folding her arms across 
her chest. Her heart pounded with fear and she wished desperately that the 
would go away. 

"Hey, baby, you deep throat? All nigger girls gotta deep throat," the broad 
shouldered guy sniggered. 

A piece of wadded up paper struck her chest and bounced off onto the floor. It 
was a crushed dollar bill. 

"That enough for a blow job, baby?" the blonde guy laughed. "C'mon, there's 
nobody looking." 

In desperation she reached up and yanked the cord, ringing the bell. She 
jumped up, ignoring Jason, who tried to grab her, to pull her back, she raced 
down the aisle to the rear door and as the bus stopped, she shoved it open 
and jumped off and ran back down the sidewalk. 

Jason jumped off behind her and caught her a few yards away. He turned to 
watch the bus roar away, panting for breath. 

"Jesus, that was so fuckin' stupid!" he cried. 

"I couldn't stay there any more!" 

"You're just lucky they didn't get off with us. Or didn't you think of that." She 
hadn't, and shrugged in regret. 

"We were more or less safe on the bus. We don't know where the hell we are 
here." 

"I couldn't stay there and let them say things like that to me," she whimpered. 
"Anyway, we're not far from my Uncle's house. We just have to cut through this 
field." 

It was dark out, the night pierced by a few solitary street lamps and some of 
windows of nearby houses. 

"Those dirty fuckers!" she snarled, angry now that her fear had passed. 

"I'd have loved to tear their fuckin' heads off," Jason agreed. 

There was a well worn path through the field and they had no difficulty walking. 
In fact, the path was wide enough to walk side by side. Holly put her arm 
around Jason's waist as they walked and he returned the favor. 

"They were such bastards," she said sadly. 

"Yeah. You got that right." 

"Hey, nigger girl! Wait for us!" The both turned in shock to see the three men 
running into the field behind them. 

"Oh fuck! Run for it!" Jason yelled, running forward and dragging her along. 

They raced into the field, trying not to stumble on the path as the three men 
hooted and yelled and whooped behind them. Holly ran faster than she'd ever 
run in her life, but that still wasn't fast, and even with Jason pulling her by the 
hand she was soon stumbling and panting for breath. 

"Come on!" he cried. 

"I... I... can't.... run... any... faster!" she gasped. 

He looked around desperately for some place to hide. The grass was waist 
high on either side. He pulled her off the path and into the grass, but the three 
men were too close to just lie down. They turned off the path as well, yelling 
obscenities and threats. 

"We'll show you to go after white girls, nigger." 

"Hey, nigger slut! I got something for you!" 

"Hey, let's see how you like white cock, whore!" 

"Gonna get you nigger!" 

Then she fell flat and couldn't rise, despite Jason's desperate pulling. The men 
raced up and Jason let go of her wrist to face them. 
The first man bent and rammed the much smaller teenager in the chest, 
hurling him several yards back, where he fell on his back with a cry of pain. 
The heavy man then he leapt down, his knee smashing down into Jason's 
crotch. 

Holly crawled to her feet and staggered off several feet as the other two men 
jumped on Jason, punching and kicking him. She was whimpering and 
sobbing, gasping for breath as she staggered further into the grasses. 

But then one of them was loping after her, jumping high through the grass. 
She cried out in terror and ran harder but seconds later she felt his hand 
gripping her hair, pulling her to an abrupt halt. 

She screamed, then lost her balance and fell to the ground with him on top of 
her. He was laughing and snickering, slobbering over her as he kissed her 
neck and the side of her face. 

"Get off me! Leave me alone! Let me go!" she screamed. 

He only laughed, his hand coming around under her and squeezing her right 
breast hard. She cried out in pain and terror, trying to throw him off, but his 
fingers dug into her little tit as he ground his crotch into her buttocks and 
kissed her hard on the throat and cheek. 

Then the other two were there, kneeling and squatting beside her. Hands 
gripped her pants and tugged at them as she screamed and clawed at them. 
Hands seized her wrists, pulling them up behind her, and then she was jerked 
around onto her back, in a sitting position with the first guy holding her from 
behind. 

She was slapped hard in the face. She cried out in shock, then burst into tears. 

Again she was slapped, then again, then again, until she fell silent, choking 
back her tears as they growled at her like animals. 

"Shut you stinking face, you slut!" the blonde guy hissed. 

"Yeah, you can give us what you give the niggers!" the short guy grinned 
malevolently. 

"But I'm a virgin!" she cried desperately. 
"Not after tonight you won't be," the short guy sniggered. 

The blonde guy undid her jeans. She sobbed weakly as he jerked them down 
her thighs, taking her panties with them. She wept in fear and humilation as 
they tore her pants off her feet. Her tennis shoes were popped off with her 
pants, leaving her naked below the waist. 

She gasped as a hand was thrust in between her legs and cupped her puffy, 
hairless little cunt mound. She tried to wriggle away but was helpless as the 
hand squeezed her repeatedly. The men snickered and growled. 

"She really needs a hard one," the blonde said. 

"She's gonna get three of em'." 

"Please! Please don't!" she begged. 

"We'll show you what happens to girls who go out with niggers," the broad 
shouldered man said. 

The blonde man tore her jacket open, then they shoved her back on her back 
in the grass, prying her legs wide. He knelt between her legs as the big man 
knelt above her head, holding her hands pressed down against the grass. 

The blonde guy leered down at her and then grabbed her blouse and tore it 
open. She gave a low cry and then resumed her weeping. His hands tore at 
her bra until it too parted. All three sighed in pleasure at the sight of her tiny, 
pink-nippled  breasts. 

"Nice fuckin' tits!" 

"Those are for fucking!" 

"Fuckin' A!" 

"Lookit these little pink nipples standing up so proud!" 

Holly was so horrified, so humiliated by laying there naked between the 
staring, drooling men, that she was almost silent with shock, then she cried out 
as six hands fought over her breasts. 
She gasped and moaned and whimpered helplessly. The fingers clawed at her 
soft tit meat, digging into it, twisting and pulling and mashing her sensitive 
nipples. 

The blonde guy unzipped his pants and brought out his hard erection. Holly 
gasped and stared at it with wide eyes. She'd never seen a live cock before 
and now it seemed gigantic. She thought that it must surely kill her if he tried to 
push all of that into her. 

He spit on his hand, then rubbed it against her cunt lips. She cringed in 
disgust, trying to wriggle away. He spit on his hand again, and again rubbed it 
at her pussy. She felt his fingers prying at her slit, digging into her, shoving into 
her body. 

She screamed and was slapped hard, knocking her head back onto the 
ground. She lay limp, staring at the night sky as she felt the blonde man's 
finger pumping at her pussy. She groaned weakly, her pussy smarting from the 
rude intrusion. 

Then his finger came out and she couldn't help looking down in anxious fear 
as the blonde man positioned the nose of his cock against her damp slit. She 
felt it push against her, felt herself opening, felt her pussy lips pushing in and 
back as the big cock pushed into her. 

"Please! Please!" she whimpered. 

"She's begging for it, Jack!" 

"Rip her man!" 

His cock pushed into her, forcing her pussy lips wide, wide apart. They ached 
and stung, and then her pussy began to ache and sting as the big male organ 
pushed deeper. She whimpered and bit her lip against the pain as she 
watched his cock going into her. 

Her vision blurred a little and a wave of dizziness swept over her. She realized 
she was breathing so fast she was hyper- ventilating, but didn't care, hoped to 
fall unconscious. 

Then she cried out in agony as the blonde man thrust into her hard. His cock 
tore through her cherry and slid remorselessly up into her belly. 
"Pop goes the cherry! Pop goes the cherry!" they sang, then laughed 
uproariously. 

The blonde man shoved himself in deeper, burying his cock in her tight, virgin 
hole. He worked himself around in circles, twisting his cock inside her guts. 
Holly grunted and moaned, amazed at the feel of something up inside her like 
that, frightened and mortified. 

The man drew back and she hissed in pain as his cock slid back down her 
aching tube. It hurt as much going out as it had coming in. It didn't go back for 
though, thrusting into her once again. The man began to fuck her with short 
strokes, slapping his hips against her thighs as he rutted his cock into her torn 
pussy chamber. 

"Faster! Harder! She loves it, man! 

"Yeah. Give it to the slut!" 

The blonde man grunted as he worked his cock in and out of her pussy. Holly 
dug her fingernails into the palms of her hands, whimpering helplessly as she 
was fucked by the blonde's hard cock. The blonde man held her thighs up and 
back, raising her ass off the ground. His hips slapped into her ass cheeks with 
a loud crack of noise each time he drove his cock into her. 

The big man, the one holding her hands, put his knees on them instead. He 
reached across her face and fondled her breasts, pinching and squeezing 
them, rolling her nipples between his fingers,, mashing her tits together, then 
apart. 

The blonde man humped harder, his cock pistoning inside her aching fuck 
chamber. Then he thrust deep and groaned as his body shuddered. 

"Give it to her, Jack!" 

"Uhhhh," Jack groaned. "Take it, baby! Take my cum!" 

Holly realized, with new horror that his sperm was  spurting down into her 
belly. She was almost nauseous at the realization. 

He pulled back and she felt the cool night breeze against her wet pussy 
mouth. 
The short guy took his place, giggling with glee. He drove his own cock into 
her, falling forward across her body as he did. 

Holly gave a little cry as his cock entered her, then gasped as his weight came 
down on her body. He gripped her hair in his left hand, twisting her head back 
and her face up, then mashed his lips down against her as he humped 
furiously with his hips. 

She felt his tongue shoving into her mouth and was too frightened and too 
numbed to fight it. His free hand clutched at her titty, squeezing and kneading 
the warm flesh as he drove his cock deep into her with each hard thrust. 

He humped up and down, jerking his ass from side to side to enter her from 
different angles. His mouth came off hers and he licked along her lips and 
cheeks, then bit down on the nape of her neck and sucked hard. She moaned 
weakly, her eyes tearing again. 

His hips pummelled her soft inner thighs, and she spread her legs wider in 
self-defense. His cock pushed deeper then but she couldn't close her legs 
again. He pumped wildly atop her for long minutes, then grunted and fell flat 
on her body, his chest heaving. 

"My turn, the other man said. The short man rolled off her and the third guy 
gripped her by the hair and one hand, turning her onto her belly. He jammed a 
hand under her crotch and pulled her ass up into the air, then knelt behind her. 

Holly pressed her hands against the ground to keep her face out of the dirt, 
then, on all fours, she was mounted. The man thrust his cock into her an 
buried it on the first stroke, shoving hard so she was almost knocked off her 
hands. 

He seized her hips and began to fuck her with long, deep strokes, not the short 
humping movements the first two had used. His cock slid back and forth, the 
cockhead, wider then the rest, punching against what felt like the very bottom 
of her cunt shaft as his hips hammered her buttocks. 

Her eyes were almost knocked out of their sockets by the force of his 
humping. Her entire body was jarred and jerked back and forth as he pounded 
his cock into her fuck hole. Her pussy was by now almost numb, but still she 
felt the harsh movements of his bloated fuck wand as it drove into her. 
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" she gasped. 

"Ride her, Chuck! Ride her!" 

"Rip that pussy apart, Chucky!" 

"Lookit him go!" 

Holly groaned, blinking her eyes in dazed misery as the man's cock drove into 
her with savage force. Her groin ached, her buttocks ached, her thighs ached, 
her head was pounding and her tits felt cut and torn as they were crushed 
beneath her. 

Then the blonde man was kneeling in front of her. He gripped her hair and 
jerked her head up so hard she cried out in pain. She stared at his cock, 
almost erect again and pointing at her mouth. 

"Suck me off, whore!" he snarled, shoving the cockhead at her lips. 

She gurgled in denial as his cock slid past her lips and into her mouth. She'd 
sucked a cock only once before, but had no choice as he gripped her hair hard 
and cursed her. She slipped her tongue along the underside of the head, the 
way Susan had recommended, rubbing it over his cock as she sucked it. 

Behind her the other guy, Chuck, continued to pound his cock into her pussy 
with fierce deep thrusts that made her entire groin scream in pain. Her guts 
churned and roiled and she thought she might throw up on the cock in her 
mouth. 

He was holding her hair hard, and fucking his cock back and forth in her 
mouth, fucking her mouth like it was a cunt. Holly tried to push against his hips 
to slow his pace, to control the depth of the strokes, but he slapped her hands 
away. 

His cockhead kept smashing against the back of her mouth, against the entry 
to her throat, making her choke and cough and gag. 

"Deep throat me, nigger girl," he hissed. "Take it in your throat!" She didn't 
know what he meant and when he cuffed her hard on the side of the head she 
was dazed and stopped sucking. He cursed her and thrust hard, and his cock 
slid right down her gullet. 
Her eyes opened wide and she gave a brief chirp of horror before her voice 
was cut off, her throat blocked with cock meat. His prick slid right down into 
her throat until her nose was mashed against his belly, his cock hair grinding 
against her face. 

He groaned and slid his cock up and down in her throat as she slapped 
hysterically at his hips. He cuffed her again, and pulled his cock back out, 
rubbing the wet, drooling meat against her face. 

"Like that, nigger girl?" he sneered. 

The man behind her thrust so hard he knocked her off her arms and her upper 
body was held up only by the hair. He grunted as she cried out, and he held 
his cock inside her as he poured more sperm into her pussy. 

She sobbed in despair as the man pulled out and moved back. The blonde 
man lifted her up by the hair, forcing her to sit back on her heels. Then he 
pulled her hair harder, forcing her to jerk up straight, though still on her knees. 

"I love these tits," he said, squeezing her left breast as he pulled he head back 
by the hair. 

"Gimmie a tit fuck, whore!" he snarled, letting go of her hair. 

"Wha...  what?" she whimpered. 

"Take your tits in your hands and fuck them up and down on my cock, you 
stupid nigger loving whore!" 

She looked down in shock at her breasts, then cried out as he slapped her 
face. 

"Come on, you cheap cunt, we ain't got all day!" 

She cupped her breasts fearfully, then as he knelt and held out his cock, she 
bent over and pushed hard, trying to wrap her little tits breasts around it, 
squeezing his cock between them. He started to hump up and down as she 
pressed her tits around it, and she rubbed them from side to side as he sighed 
in pleasure. 

Her mind was numbed from the horror of what they were doing to her.
She was hardly thinking as he fucked her tits and she rubbed them against his 
cock. She had to bend far over to wrap her tits properly around his prong, and 
a hand slipped under her pussy and rubbed her. She ignored it. 

The blonde man pulled her head up by the hair, jerking her tits away from his 
cock, then shoved it into her mouth again. She sucked helplessly as he 
pumped it in her mouth. Then he pulled it out and held it in his fist right in front 
of her face. 

He held her by the hair, pumping his cock. A few seconds later a big wad of 
sperm shot out and hit her on the forehead. A split second later another fat 
wad of juice shot out and splatted on her nose, then more wads, a long stream 
of them, shot out onto her mouth and cheeks and nose and eyes. 

He laughed, then rubbed his cock in her hair and stepped back. Still on her 
knees, she fell forward onto her face, groaning. 

She felt something, but at first ignored it. Her mind was hardly working and she 
didn't realize what was going on. But as the pain mounted behind her it woke 
her a little, enough for her to understand what was happening. 

"Oh no! Oh please no!" she whimpered, struggling to pull away. 

The broad shouldered man dropped down and shoved her face down into the 
dirt, kneeling on her shoulders. 

Her ass was raised high in the air by the short man's hands. He held her easily 
as he pressed his cock against her asshole. 

She sobbed and moaned and begged for mercy, but the three men only 
sneered and laughed as the short man worked his cock into her. 

She cried out in pain as the cock gave a lurch forward. Someone slapped her 
ass hard, cursing her. The cock worked deeper, tearing her asshole apart as it 
drove into her. 

"Oh my God!" she sobbed. "Oh my God!" 

"You love it, you nigger loving slut!" a voice said. 

"No! No! Don't do this to me! Please don't!" 
The cock thrust in hard and she cried out again. It began to pump slowly up 
and down, with short movements, gradually working its way deeper and 
deeper into her anus. 

She felt it push high up into her guts, and her belly cramped and ached as the 
intruder drove into it. 

"Ahhhh," he said, driving it in to the hilt, pressing his balls against her ass 
cheeks. 

"UHHHhhhhh! Uuuuuuhhhhhh!" Holly moaned. 

The cock tore backwards, then thrust in again. It pulled back, then pounded 
down into her. Soon it had torn her asshole open and was pumping easily. The 
man squatted behind her, holding her ass cheeks as he pumped  the entire 
length of his cock up and down in her rectum. He groaned in pleasure as he 
watched his pole sliding back and forth through the girl's little round hole. 

The other man jammed Holly's face into the dirt. She could hear him snigger 
as the short man sodomized her. Her breasts were crushed under her and 
were scraping back and forth in the dirt as her body was jerked and pulled 
back and forth. 

She was still wearing her jacket and shirt, which had now slid down around her 
shoulders. She tried to pull some fragments of them beneath her to put 
between her titties and the hard sandy ground but the man above her was 
jamming her shoulders into the ground to hard. 

The cock pounded down her asshole, reaming her out with furious, pistoning 
strokes. Again her buttocks were hammered by male hips. Her knees were 
grinding into the dirt just like her tits, shoulders and face, and she could feel 
the cold sand and dirt and grass between her bare toes. 

He held her ass high, and was fucking almost straight down into her rectum. 
The force of his thrusts smashed her knees down harder in the dirt as he 
grunted in pleasure. 

Finally the man dropped his load down inside her anus, grunting with pleasure 
as he let it out. He slowed his pumping, then stopped, slapped her ass, and 
staggered away. 
The big man let go of her shoulders and moved behind her, though she didn't 
see him. She didn't move at all as he got down on his knees behind her. He 
grabbed the collar of her shirt suddenly, pulling it, and her jacket right back 
over her shoulders, lifting her face and shoulders off the ground briefly by the 
pressure. 

He tossed them behind her, then tore off her bra so she was completely 
naked. Holly no longer cared anyway. She fell back onto the sandy ground, her 
cheek pressed against the cold earth as she felt the man press his cock 
against her anus. 

She shuddered as he drove it into her to the hilt, then closed her wet eyes. 

The man pressed down on her shoulders, his belly coming down on her 
buttocks as he drove her flat on the ground. He fucked his cock up and down 
in her anus for long minutes, his hands continuing to support him as they 
pressed against her shoulder blades. 

Her entire body was crushed into the dirt, and she almost felt like she was a 
part of it. She ground back and forth, back and forth, back and forth in time to 
his fucking movements, then he groaned and she felt his seed pumping into 
her asshole. 

He pulled his cock away, and then there was silence. She didn't move for long 
minutes, laying flat, spreadeagled on the ground, naked, shivering with cold. 
Slowly, she looked up, then pushed herself up to a sitting position. 

She could see nobody. She blinked her eyes as she rotated her head, 
numbed, dazed. She cupped her sore pussy, and her hand came away very 
wet. Fearing she was bleeding she raised it to her face, but in the moonlight 
saw it was a thick smear of sperm, not blood. Her asshole also felt wet and 
she could see the stickiness on chest between her breasts, could feel the sand 
sticking to her there, and between the legs. 

She was still sitting there minutes later when Jason staggered over, bleeding 
from a cut to the head. He found her clothes and slowly dressed her, then 
helped her to her feet. 

The two slowly made their way out of the field.


  
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