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(M+/F, nc, rp, v, tor, huml, military) *** The building wasn't much more than a tattered amount of plaster and timber but it was our main HQ for the time being. The Afghanistan countryside looked almost like back home in Arizona. That's where all similarities stopped. My men and I were part of a task force to weed out and harvest information from known Taliban sympathizers. All of the men with me lost someone dear to them of Sept. 11th. I needed these types of men to help me in my objective. Our methods were questionable but extremely effective. We already accounted for the discovery of several Taliban strong holds. Amat Hussel was a big beefy Turk that spoke the lingo perfectly. Just like a native. His wife and son were aboard the plane that struck the first tower. The prisoners made their way in. There was always some type of surprise each day. Today the Afghani countryside coughed up four women in military attire. Amat informed me that they were found trying lay some antipersonnel mines in the vicinity of our troops. I told him to ask them the standard questions and as expected the prisoners refused. I looked around at the men in the room with me. We didn't care about rank in my unit. I was in charge, that's all that mattered. I spotted Wingo in the corner. His sister was aboard the plane that stuck the Pentagon. Black hair, medium build of Cherokee heritage. Ruppenstein was a New Yorker. Red hair, muscular, big guy. His brother was a firefighter that went into the trade towers but never came out. Duffy was the result of a black and Samoan union. This guy made The Rock look like the poster child for anemic disorder. His mother worked in the first tower. She is believed to be of the many that jumped to their death rather than to be burned alive. I told Amat to order them to remove their headgear. As they did they all revealed long beautiful lustrous brown hair. I instructed Amat to convince them that it would be far better for them to cooperate. That all the men in this room held little sympathy for them or their cause. After the translation the first female soldier yelled something then spat on the floor. "You don't have to translate that Amat. Wingo lock the doors, Duffy you and the rest help our guests off with their clothes." Wingo got that small smile on his face, "Does this mean that it's 'Play time' Sir?" "I believe that we all need a slight break from the routine. Wouldn't you all agree?" The lock came down swiftly but not as swiftly as the soldiers did on the prisoners. The sound of tearing material was almost as paramount as the screams of the women. Duffy had the first prisoner's breasts one in each hand as Wingo held her arms behind her back. Each prisoner had her on set of captors and was all in different stages of undress. I looked to the far right and saw Amat stuffing his huge dick into the ass of a small framed woman. Her rather large tits were flopping out and smacking together as her rode her shit hole. She flailed and screamed as did her comrades. A third prisoner was sandwiched by the Carson brothers. They lost their father, a police officer that had also entered one of the towers. Their prisoner was trying to scratch and kick them but her actions just drove their cocks into both of her orifices that much deeper. I approached the last prisoner. To my surprise she spoke English. "Let us go! This is not part of the Geneva Convention!" "Neither are murdering thousands of innocents for your cause you filthy whore." With that I ripped open the front of her tunic and out popped the must beautiful pair to DD breasts. They were extremely firm and had large aureole and stiff nipples. She just stood there with her hands on her hips not caring about her naked top. "You dogs think that you scare us? Your dicks barely are noticeable." "Is that so?" I said. "It sure as hell doesn't sound like that from your sisters, sister!" One captive, the one with Amat, was yelling something to her leader as the big Turk filled her shit hole with his quality beef." Tears were streaming down her face as she screamed at the assault upon her rectum. Amat laughed loudly and said, "She's begging for you woman to shut the fuck up because she's making us angrier!" "Pigs! Let us go!!" She didn't even see it coming. I laid my combat boot quick and straight into her mid abs, knocking the air right out of her. As she fell to the floor I tore off her camous and her underwear. My dick was hard and her hole was so dry. It hurt both of us as I forced my nine inches of hardware into her Taliban black hairy cave. "Get off! Get OFF! She screamed as tears flowed down her hot cheeks. "Hey baby, I'm trying and if you keep moving like that I WILL! Get my rocks off that is. Tell me where your leaders or troops are!" "Fuck you American Dog!" I placed my teeth around one of her breasts. I bit down hard and could feel the nipple tickle the back of my throat as I heard her scream. I brought my hand under and behind her as and forced her asshole open with my middle finger. "No! No! You filthy infidel! You cannot! THAT is forbidden! It is against the Karin!" My dick was now slick with her juices and plowing her was easier. "Oh I'm sorry princes. In that case I surely will take my finger out." As I said this I rolled her on her stomach and in doing so twisted her right arm up behind her and locked her down. "What are you doing?" "Nothing more then what your people tried to do to us! Now shut up and take it up your stink-hole bitch!" With that the head of my dick speared open her firm ass cheeks and I felt the heat from her asshole touching the tip of her rectal wrinkles. "Stop! Stop! It is forbidden!" I believe that people back in New York could have heard her scream as my purple-headed intruder went cave searching into her bowels. It felt so hot and buttery soft. My entire shaft slide into her until I felt her asscheeks butt up against my abdomen. I purposely rotated my hips so that my manhood could sword blade side to side inside this whore asshole. I wanted to make her suffer like every one of us had suffered, more so. I could kill her and all of her entourage but THAT still would take away the pain. "Do you smell that princess? That's the smell of revenge!" I was riding her ass and I brought my head down and bit her neck. I could taste her sweat and my dick was plowing in her soft hot sphincter. Her tunnel gripped around my dick like a hot glove refusing to let me go. I could feel the tissues of her rectum clinging to me as I pulled out. Her screams echoed in my head but like a narcotic made me want to hurt her even more. "My boy Durazo here is going to feed you his dick. If you bite him or if he tells me that he feels any teeth, I'll really make you hurt. I'll take out my dick, but I'll shove this dagger's blade right in its place and cut through your asshole so that you have a really big pussy. Any time you take a shit, you'll have to dig turds out of your pussy do you understand that BITCH!" "Yes, Yes, just don't hurt me anymore!" "Well, well princes, it looks like you're slowly learning your lessons here. Okay Durazo, give it to her. Put your chorizo dick into her mouth!" Durazo was of Mexican heritage but didn't speak Spanish. Ironically his brother was in tower two acting as an interpreter for an American company. He too expired on 9-11. Durazo opened his zipper and I felt her tremble as she witnessed 14 inches of the hardest meat ever to come her way. "I, I can't, it's too big!" "Would you rather have THAT where I am in now?" Without hesitation she put a lip lock on Durazo's cock head that would have made both Monica Lewinski and Bill Clinton proud. Durazo slid his meat in and was obviously blocking her air supply, but eventually she learned how to breathe on the down beat. His brown meaty hands contrasted to that of her lighter skin. He was pulling hard on her nipples and would on occasion run a thumbnail over the area where my teeth had bit her breast earlier. I looked around and saw the other three women being raped. The tiny-framed girl that Amat had been corn holing was in addition being fucked in her pussy by Ruppenstein. He was on his back and they had pulled the woman on top of him as Amat remounted her shit hole from behind. Ruppenstein was running his tongue between her tits and taking small nips at her breasts each time Amat would push forward and force-feed a round mound of flesh into Rupp's mouth. The Carson brothers had swapped positions several times. They traded once again except that the one that was in her ass now made his way to her face. "I want you to lick the shit of my dick and swallow bitch! I want you to give me the best blow job I've ever had or I'll gouge your eyes out with my thumbs and skull fuck you--do you understand?" The broad that Durazo and I were raping yelled something to the gal that the Carson brothers had and she immediately grabbed his dick and started sucking for dear life. So good in fact that Jeff Carson exploded like a Howitzer canon. We all laughed out loud as her cheeks literally ballooned out with each of his ejaculations. His brother Tom was pumping her ass so hard that HIS ass was a blur. Both he and the bitch yelled at the top of their lungs as he flooded her terrorist ass with his star spangled cum. About this time Amat and Wingo had positioned themselves and had forced BOTH of their cocks into their victim's ass. She was crying and screaming but I believe that it was from sheer lust because her gash was producing cream by the gallons. She was almost squirting her cream out of her pussy like a man ejaculates. Her breast were quivering and shaking as both men fucked her stink hole. Now the two of them started altering movements as one went in, the other withdrew. That sent her over the edge and she literally passed out. For all intents and purposes it looked like the men were fucking a dead woman. She was laying between them limp unconscious but breathing. They increased their beat faster and faster. Amat reached down and started ripping out pubic hair as he fucked her. Wingo was twisting her nipples practically off of her chest as both men came in unison. My nuts were beginning to tingle but I refused to let it end I gave Durazo the high sign and before our prisoner new what had happened he was 10 inches in her butt hole. "Ahihee! Out! No! Out you cannot you are keeeeeling me!" I forced her on top of me and with the size of Durango's monster in her shit hole, he had taken all of her slack so that when my dick ripped into her pussy it was like fucking a virgin--it was so tight! I felt her curlys tickling around the base of my cock. Her eyes were half closed and she looked as if she had drifted into a whole different state of consciousness. Her heavy tits were rubbing against me her sweat dripped over me. Durango would pull out then I'd push in-grabbing her by shoulders for better leverage as I did so. Her nipples were as hard as cherries. I kept chewing on them as we fucked her. I didn't want it all to be good for her so I reached down and pinched her erect clit for all I was worth. Boy! THAT woke her up, it must have also triggered one hell of an orgasm because she started to buck and rock as she screamed louder and stranger than I believed any human could. Her hips started rotating/shaking and pushing against both cocks. Her eyes looked as if she were possessed. Then she stiffened like a board for a good 9 to 10 seconds-all the time her ass and pussy muscles were milking the both of us like milk maidens in a milking contest. No matter what I tried to think about my balls were informing my dick that there was-In cumming-phosphorus shooting up the shaft a mark 10! The head of my dick was so swollen and hard I swear that I could fell her tonsils rubbing on both sides of my dick. Wrong thought to have, I erupted into her and felt like I was pouring the whole red sea full of my sticky white juice into her. I slipped out of her and Durazo scooped her up still with his dick in her ass. He held her by the waste with his huge beefy arms and was pumping her. It kind of reminded me of when you put a youngster on your knee and play pony. His pony riding was become a thunderous stampede and her mouth just lay slackened as all of his 14 inches of meat sawed in and out of her. She looked like a rag doll as her smooth round buttocks slimmed by repeated fucking smoothly flowed back and forth with each of his efforts. The sound of his lower abdomen smacking her ass increased in tempo. Her tits bounced wildly on her unconscious chest. He then quickly readjusted his grip and held on to her mammaries as he squeezed them till her nipples turned purple and appeared be nearly ready to shoot out like flares. He let out a groan and his head flung back, the tendons on the side of his neck stood out as wave after wave of jizm canon balled their way into the deep reaches of her bowels. He stirred his dick deep in her ass to milk every sensation of pleasure as he came. When he finished he just let her drop, the wet smack sound of her ass hitting the floor was the last sound to echo in the room. The men and I redressed but took away the prisoners clothes. As they woke up I asked their leader, "You will now tell us everything that is important to us." "Never you pig! We don't care what you do to us nothing can make us tell you anything!" "Are you very certain of that princess? Let me show you something." I had her step to the window. She gasped and swung her head around. True fear in her eyes. Standing at attention before her was the rest of the men assigned to me -- approximately 300 more. "Yep you got it sister, and they are hornier than WE were. So unless you tell us what we need to here, I'm going to have all of those guys of mine rape you and your girlfriends to death. Do we understand each other?" The four prisoners were very informative. Later after they gave us all the information that we needed, I made them a gift to the men outside. After all, part of being a good leader is knowing when to reward your men! END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. 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