by Dean King
Cum splashed down into her face again and again, her tits were coated with so much dried cum, it was as if they were encased in wax. Still they spurted onto her, and into her.
The driving cocks in her sloppy hole sent wads of jism spraying out the sides of her clutching slit as they thrust inward. Her body reeked of sperm.
A bucket of water was flung on her, and she gargled and gasped as she inhaled some of it. She looked up through bleary eyes to find the man in the suit smiling down at her.
"You have already been used by three hundred soldiers. I do not know how long you will survive such treatment,” he said with regret. Then he moved away and another cock was inserted into her now gaping slithole.
Again and again she was fucked. Her cunt was long past being fucked raw, and bled as the skin was rubbed away.
Amy grew weaker and weaker from lack of food, and continuous orgasms.
The men continued to fuck her with wild happy abandon, their sperm combining with the blonde's juices in her slippery soaking cunthole.
After a while she was slapped to consciousness again, to find the man with the suit standing there again.
"It has been two days now whore,” he marvelled.
"I am most gladdened to find you still alive. You have been used by half the sheiks guards, five hundred men. I do not think you can take the second half though,” he said regretfully.
A man stepped forward and thrust into her.
On and on it went. Amy drifted in and out of consciousness and delirium as the soldiers continued to fuck her day after day, with no pause whatsoever.
She grew pale and thin, despite the liquid nourishment and blood replenishment. Nothing could stop her shuddering climaxes which drew the strength out of her body with inexorable force.
She was drained and weakened by each shivering cum, left a semi conscious wreck for the eager fucking guards. Her legs were completely lifeless and limp from so much handling and twisting by each of her rapists.
Her ankles could easily be pushed back behind her ears now, or her legs spread alongside her at a ninety degree angle paralleling a table. Her hands continued to be tied down though she was much too weak to move at all.
Still they stepped forward eagerly. None wanted to miss his chance of fucking a blonde American woman, especially a policewoman.
A doctor stepped forward, waiting patiently until the guard screwing the beautiful blonde had cum, then moving forward to examine her. He pushed her eyelids up, checking her responsiveness, and examined her blood pressure and pulse.
Her cunt was a gaping wound in the girl's crotch, but was not bleeding much. He nodded in satisfaction and left. A guard immediately thrust his penis inside her.
She threw back her head and moaned. A deep, low horrible complaint of overwhelming despair. The guards around her laughed, continuing to fondle her cum soaked body and spurt new jism onto her. The man fucking her roared with delight, pumping into her with more strength and speed.
Amy came again, weeping as she soared up into the howling gale of shimmering lightning-like sexual fire. She fell unconscious then wakened, then came again.
Her eyes were dull and unresponsive when the doctor checked on her again. He gave her a shot of vitamins and pronounced her fit for continued use.
A guard immediately stepped forward and plunged his penis down into her sopping vagina. He turned to the sheiks representative and protested about how loose and sloppy her cunt had become.
The man dully inspected Amy's gaping cunt hole and agreed. Because of the lack of pressure it was now very difficult for the soldiers to gain enough friction on their penis's to ejaculate, he told the sheik.
The sheik pondered this problem for a second and then gave permission to make use of the American woman's other crotchhole. The next men eagerly plunged their penis's into the blonde's still tight asshole, marvelling on how it squeezed down on their cocks, almost sucking the sperm straight out through the cockheads.
Amy hardly noticed the difference, though her bloodied cunt sheath was glad to be spared as the soldiers began sodomizing her instead. Her body responded to these new invasions with higher and still more prolonged orgasms.
Her cums had nearly subsided now with the deadening of the nerve endings in her cunt, but the ass fucking brought her into new screaming climaxes. She could feel the penis's sliding in and out of her asshole, and spurting their seeds into her guts. Her buttocks and inner thighs were rubbed raw from the constant slap, slap, slap of the men's belly's into them.
One after another, the soldiers gathered around the dazed girl, thrust their cocks, big, small, fat, thin, deep up her asshole and spewed their jism into her bowels. Amy's sphincter muscle was soon battered beyond belief, and her ass mouth gaped open between fucks just as her cunt still did even yet.
The men preferred raping her asshole though, since its roundness still provided greater friction. They brought in a hose to wash out her cunt and asshole every so often. Some men preferred her cunt yet.
As the day wore on, Amy became more alert. Her pain was now a sort of dull continuous background thing, that did not push her into senselessness as it used to. Her nerve endings in the crotch were practically dead by now.
She lay there, mostly ignoring the continuous stream of men who came up and plunged themselves into her. Occasionally, she would shiver through a minor orgasm mostly brought on by the psychological brainwashing she'd been through.
She didn't respond to any of the fondling, pinching, stroking, or squeezing of her body by the men who were always gathered around her. She stared up at the ceiling, day dreaming, worrying from time to time whether she would survive this, and occasionally even sleeping now and then.
Though dazed from over a hundred hours of continuous fucking, she was still capable of rational thought. Now and then she looked down her body, covered with black, blue, red, and purple marks and bruises, to eye whoever was panting away at her cunt or asshole just then. None of them seemed very appealing, and she would go back to staring up at the ceiling again.
To the surprise of many, Amy survived the enormous gang rape. After five days of constant fucking in the cunt and asshole, she had managed to accommodate all one thousand of the sheiks guards. She was led to a small chamber and given bread and water.
She devoured the dry bread like a starving wolf, licking the plate for crumbs. The doctor came in and treated her cunt and asshole with disinfectant and a kind of pasty glue that covered her sores so they could heal. She was allowed several days to recover from her ordeal, before the sheik sent for her.
She was dragged naked, down the long stairwell again and into the basement room she had first seen. The sheik and the man in the suit were there, smiling nastily.
"The sheik congratulates you,” the man in the suit said. "Few indeed, are the women who have survived the thrusting penis's of all the sheik's guards." he tipped his head.
"You are still expected to tell us what happened in the meeting with your countrymen. If you do not. You will be tortured, and then placed back in the barracks to be used by the guards once again."
Amy burst into tears, horrified at the thought of repeating the entire ordeal. She scratched around her blurred mind for every scrap of memory concerning the meeting and dinner, and told the men. He nodded with each unimportant detail and then spoke to the sheik.
"It is still not enough I'm afraid,” he said sadly.
Her wrists were tied together and she was hung from the ceiling, her arms and legs pulled wide apart in an X shape. A uniformed man slapped her face with brutal force, rocking her head back and sideways.
He slapped her again with his other hand, then again, then again. He slapped her face back and forth a dozen times. Amy grunted, and gasped, her brain shaking in her skull, her face heating up and burning. The man stopped.
The man in the suit moved closer, trying to hear what Amy was murmuring. He shook his head with a sigh and stepped back again.
Again Amy's head wa
s rocked by a series of harsh vicious slaps, back and forth and back again. He gripped her hair in his fist and pulled her head up to face the man in the suit.
Her eyes were almost closed, and her mouth hung open slackly, but she said nothing, nor could she. His fist crashed forward into her belly, rocking her backward, and sending a gargling whoosh of air exploding through her mouth.
His fist jabbed forward into her breast, then into her side. He stepped backward, and then swung his knee up to smash into her soft, pillowy pubic mound. Amy shrieked in suffering and despair.
He moved around behind her and she braced herself form further whippings of her behind, instead she heard a ruffling of clothing.
She felt his hand slide up and down her ass cheeks, then she felt his cock press into her wide open ass crack and rub along the length of it. Its hard head pushed against her rectum and with a grunt, he shoved his hips forward, and forced his cock up into her rectum.
His body ground into her as he humped forward, driving his cock up into her anus with deliberate cruelty. He rasped his tool back and forth, churning her ass tube into a froth as he satisfied his lust by ass fucking the helpless girl.
Then he spewed his load high in her gut and pulled back, doing up his pants in satisfaction and turning back to his work.
He took a small, sharp hook, attached to a length of chain, and slowly stabbed the sharp end of the hook through her left nipple. Amy trembled and cried with pain as the hook was pushed through the nipple. He repeated the torture on her right nipple.
The two chains were pulled up and forward, jerking the girl's flesh milk sacks away from her body, straining her tender orb outward into a long tight cone, held by her aching, straining nipples. Amy wept in pain and hopelessness. Her poor sweet breasts were being tortured and disfigured, and she wept in misery.
The man in the uniform pulled out a long, very thin piece of wood. It was lightweight and rounded like a teachers pointer, which indeed it was.
He slashed it through the air, hearing the cutting sound of the wood ripping the atmosphere with satisfaction and anticipation. He turned to Amy and slashed the cane down against her tight rounded ass cheeks.
The cane made a thick meaty thwack as it impacted against her fleshy pads. Amy screamed in pain, jerking forward against her bindings, and sobbing hysterically. Again the cane swung forward and cracked against her buttocks, sending an explosion of pain through her body.
The cane slashed down onto her ass cheeks again, and yet again, then cracked against her back, and then her shoulders. Amy screamed in pain, her body jerking and pulling against the chains binding her.
He moved around in front of her and swung the cane overhand to crack against the side of her taught right breast, sending new suffering through the soft mound.
Her tortured tit wobbled and whitened at the brutal slash, a thick red line appearing across it, and new droplets of blood sliding down the flesh from her punctured nipple. He smacked her boob again, then a third time, then he moved around her and swung it down on her left boob.
"Is your memory improving by chance,” the suited man asked.
Amy wept in agony and misery.
A long thin rubber tube was slid into her cuntslit. Amy felt it travel far up into her belly before coming to rest against her cervix. The man in uniform attached a hose of some kind to the end of the tube, which protruded out a few inches, and then turned a wheel on a nearby canister of gas.
The tube began to expand as the air was forced into it. It grew slowly wider. From the thickness of a little finger, it grew to the width of a cock, then continued to expand.
Soon it was as wide as a mans wrist, and Amy grunted from the pain as it swelled inside her, pushing the walls of her cunt farther apart then they'd ever been before.
Still it expanded, and Amy groaned as if in childbirth as her cunt pulled open, her cunt lips were gaping around the swelling thing, easily wider than a man's closed fist now. Amy knew the thing would soon tear her apart. Her cunt shrieked in pain, and her hips shivered and trembled as the dazed girl reeled from the staggering pain produced.
She felt her pubic bones gradually pushed aside, and her groin area enlarged, as if she were having a baby. The man in the robes, clearly excited by this, reached forward and stroked his hand along her pubic mound, marvelling at the tautness of her straining skin around the massive fuck pole.
He circled Amy and pulled his robes open, bringing his erection out into the light. Eagerly, he pushed forward against the girl's fleshy buttocks, spread wide apart by the chains binding her ankles.
He pressed his greasy cockhead against her anal opening and jammed it inside. Amy cried bitterly at this new pain. Her asshole was incredibly tight now, because of the pressure in her cunt. Yet the man force his cock into the little round opening, grunting with the effort.
His body pressed up against the shackled blonde, pushing her forward against her chains, and putting yet more pressure on her arms and wrists, as they held her in place.
The man's cock worked it's way deep into her anus, and he hissed with delight as he worked his hips in and out, forcing open a channel so he could fuck with greater speed. His hips circled and fell, rose and humped, opening her asshole to receive his cock.
After several minutes he was able to begin fucking her in earnest, ramming his cock up her asshole with full, deep, brutal thrusts. Amy felt his cock rubbing along her tight skin inside her body, pressing it between itself and the harsh rubber balloon thing in her pussy.
She wept and gasped in pain, mixed with an odd kind of excitement as her insides were pulped and churned into a hot, violent cauldron of tension and heat. The uniformed man pushed the wheel on the canister over more, pumping more gas into the tube and expanding it slightly.
Amy gasped and felt her bones pushed further apart, felt renewed pain in her crotch and belly as the balloon pushed her cunt even further open.
The robed man continued to pump his cock in and out of her asshole, his hands around her belly, to jerk her back against him. He was enjoying fucking the little American's asshole immensely.
Amy scream in shock as his hands gripped her titties and jerked them against the hook. He laughed as the girl's belly heaved with new pain, plunging his cock up her and flooding her ass with his sperm.
He did up his pants and stepped around in front of her again, grumbled something to the others and turned and left.
The man in the suit turned back to Amy with regret.
"The sheik seems to think you are not cooperating girl,” he said, "and he hasn't the time to waste on you here. He has directed that you be given time to reconsider your memory." with that he turned and followed the sheik up the stairs.
The other man shrugged and slid the hooks out of the girl's nipples, bringing new agony to her. The tube in her cunt contracted until it was pencil sized and he slid it out.
They threw pails of water on her to waken the girl, then pulled the hooks from her nipples, and replaced them with small gold rings. She was pulled down from her chains, and led up the stairs.
The man in uniform mostly dragged her along, his hand embedded in her hair, and around her left arm. The soaking, bedraggled, miserable little blonde had her hands cuffed behind her again, and led into one of the public areas of the Sheiks palace.
There was a pedestal in a huge hallway. Several halls opened on each side of it and people came and went busily. The pedestal was a foot off the ground and had a thick round tube protruding straight up from the centre.
They pulled her up on the pedestal and made her stand over the tube. It was almost as thick as a baseball bat and made of some kind of metal. Its rounded top was just a few inches below her pubic mound.
Then the man in uniform did something with a machine nearby and the tube started to rise. Amy gasped when she felt its rounded top press against her velvety cunt mound. She looked down in horror, noting the thickness of the tube. It rose relentlessly.
Amy's efforts to move aside
were thwarted by the men, who held her firmly in place, as the thing rose against her. It was right up against her cunt mound and putting more and more pressure against her closed slit.
She could feel the oiliness and coldness of the tube as it pushed insistently against her pussy. She felt her body being forced upward by the brutal device. She stood up higher, bringing momentary relief from the pressure, but the thing continued to rise. Soon she was on her toes, and still it rose.
The pressure against her cuntmound grew unbearable. Amy squirmed desperately, but could not move her crotch away from it. It pressed directly against her cunt slit, and slowly, it's irresistible force began pushing aside her tender skin, forcing back the labia and lips and pushing into her cunt itself.
She groaned in pain as her cunt was pried open by the massive thing. Slowly it rose within her, inch after inch after inch disappearing up inside her as the men watched excitedly.
She felt its steady upward progress within herself, felt the cold, brutal steel spearing deeper and higher into her belly. She grunted as her cunt walls were forced aside and the intruder thrust higher still.
It pushed against her cervix now with unstoppable pressure. Amy whimpered and began to shake from pain as the thing continued its upward movement. Then something adjusted inside her and the thing pushed suddenly higher.
She groaned as cramps, and spasms of sharp pains gurgled up from her abdomen.
The men seemed satisfied then. The uniformed man slid something up the tube. He pulled up a kind of chain and fastened it up between her ass cheeks to another around her waist, locking her in place.
The sheik patted her on her buttock and he and the others left. She was not alone though. People passed by all the time. Some quickly, hardly noticing her, others slowly, admiring the sight she made, excitedly. Her cunt throbbed painfully around the cold intruder.
Her toes screamed in protest, as she stayed up on them. Even a minute relaxation of her pressure on them lowered her crotch further onto the steel rod embedded within her, pushing it higher into her churning belly.
Slowly, against her will, that pulsing, and throbbing, combined with the intense fullness in her cunt, began to excite her groin sexually. She groaned mentally as she felt the first stirrings of sexual awakening in her crotch.
