by Powerone
He loved the feel of the young girl beneath him, her tight body fighting his cock, his chest rubbing over her hard nipples, his tongue bathing the inside of her mouth. His fingers moved inward, pulling apart her cheeks, her wide spread legs unable to stop him from finding her tiny anus, unprotected. She struggled harder when his fingertip touched her hole, forcing her pussy to suck his cock deeper inside her as she arched up to avoid the probing finger. He heard her gasp as his cockhead punched inside her hole, her vagina gripping the thick head like a giant rubber band.
It hurt, hurt bad, his cock stretching her virgin pussy, his finger probing at her anus, forcing her to drive her pussy up and down his cock as his hips began to fuck her. She could hardly breathe, his lips locked to hers, his tongue continuing to run inside her mouth, the smell of cigars and bad breath making her gag, the thought of his cock inside her pussy making her sick to her stomach. His hips seemed to force her legs out wider, her crotch feeling as if she was being split up the middle, the cock slowing punching into her body with sharp jabs. The spasms of her pussy made it hurt even more, tightening up on the hard, thick cock that seemed to touch everywhere inside her once virgin passage. It seemed to drag her insides out when he pulled back, his finger forcing its way inside her anus, snuggling inside her rectum, rubbing the clamping muscle as he continued to fuck her, forcing her pussy down on his thick cock. She could only twist her hips to try to escape the brutal fucking, but she only succeeded in giving him a better fuck.
He finally pulled his mouth from hers, hearing her suck in air, his hands under her ass, one fat finger digging into her anus as she squirmed beneath him. He fucked into her hard, hearing her gasp as over half of his cock was fucking in and out of her pussy, her tight, hot teenage pussy gripping his cock, bringing him so much pleasure. He shoved harder, trying to drive his cock into her like a dagger, hearing her moaning in pain, his cock jerking in pleasure at her pain. He stuck two fingers in her asshole, feeling her anus stretched wide around his fat fingers, his hips driving hard inside her, her ass rising up to escape the cruel finger fucking of her asshole.
“Hurts,” she cried, “EEEEHHH,” his fingers tearing her defenseless asshole, her hips shooting up, his cock punching deep inside her bruised pussy, burying his cock hard against her cervix. His cock seemed to move every which way, touching places that shot pain into her spine, pulsating and jerking inside her as her pussy clenched in pain on the thick flesh. This was not how she thought she would lose her virginity, a gentle lover in a romantic setting, instead forced to fuck as two others watched her, their cocks hard, knowing they would be next inside her. His fat stomach was slapping noisily against her stomach, his heavy balls swung against her perineum, his cock pulling out then pushing back in, making her take the full measure of his cock, the thick cock sliding up and down her pussy with abandonment. She heard him yell, felt his body shudder as he drove his cock deep inside her, feeling it jerk and shudder. Suddenly she felt the wetness, knowing that he was cumming, filling her with his vile cum deep in her pussy. It seemed to shoot forever, his cock beginning to fuck her again, his cum dripping out of her pussy as he pulled out, shoving back in, the sloshing of his cock on her soaked pussy ringing out in the room.
He finally slumped down on her, crushing her with his weight, feeling her pussy began to push him out. He felt it slip out, getting up on his knees, seeing her pussy dripping with his cum, running down the insides of her thighs. He got up, the Doctor eager to take his turn, a washcloth in his hand, pulling her legs apart, her pussy washed quickly.
“No, it hurts too much, don’t do it again,” she begged, but the Doctor was already between her legs, pulling them out again, his hips pushing against her, his cock placed against her hole. “AAAGGG,” she screamed out in pain as he forced his cock inside her with one powerful thrust, not caring about her pain, wanting only to feel her hot teenage pussy wrapped around his cock. “Not my asshole,” she screamed as his hands crawled under her cheeks, sliding along her crack, now wet with the Generals cum until he found her asshole. The next time he thrust in, his finger joined in, shoved deep inside her asshole, past her rectum, entering her colon for the first time. It burned, his finger twisting and turning inside her, his hard knuckles rubbing her anal tract, his cock fucking her like a madman, his cock plunging in and out.
He enjoyed the way she screamed and twisted beneath him, her pussy so tight around his cock, her clenching asshole and pussy gripping his cock and finger as she suffered the duel ravishment of her body. He kissed her, his lips locked to hers, his tongue inside her mouth, twisting his finger painfully in her asshole until she relented and tongued him back. He lowered his head until his lips gripped one of the tits, his teeth nibbling on her nipple, feeling her back arching up in pain as he ground his teeth back and forth on the hard nipple, pinching it painfully. He fucked her for five minutes, the groans and moans escaping from her lips driving him to greater cruelty on his part. She was sweating beneath him, her hips forced up and down by his finger in her asshole, sawing in and out with each thrust.
Finally he shoved inside her just as the General did, bathing her pussy with his load of cum, the hot semen spraying her insides. Her pussy pushed his rapidly shrinking cock out, the Doctor getting up from between her legs.
The Sergeant moved over to Angela, grabbing her legs, spreading her open so he could clean some of the abundance of cum from her pussy. He pushed the washcloth inside her, seeing her cringe in pain as the rough washcloth ran over her tender insides. He saw the look on her face as his cock bobbed in front of her, larger and thicker then the two that had visited her pussy before. “Yes, give me a good fuck Angela and I will make you cum.” He grabbed her ankle, pulling one over her head, bending her body in two, her pussy drawn up, his cock ready to plunge inside her. He rubbed his cock over her vagina, the tightness of her legs would make her even tighter. He saw her anus, now swollen and red, the belt and the fingers taking its toll on her tiny hole. That would be another time, his cock would give her such delicious cramps when pushed into her asshole, massaging his cock so nicely.
At least the Sergeant was handsome, his cock so hard, not like the others. He shoved inside her, her legs held tightly together as he took her, raped her with his cock. It tore her insides, her ass twisting and turning, trying to escape the sword that buried itself inside her. She could only moan in pain as the Sergeant began to fuck her, fuck her hard, his powerful hips able to drive his cock inside with hard, brutal thrusts that banged his long cock against her cervix. Her pussy was so sore, battered by three cocks now, too many for a virgin, none of them caring any for her pain, in face that seemed to enjoy making her scream, the Sergeant’s cock doing a good job of it. She felt so pinned, doubled over, unable to do anything except lay their and take the rape of her body. She shivered in fear when his hands slid underneath her, feeling his fingers tapping at her asshole. “Do you want me to finger your asshole Angela?”
She knew what he wanted her to say, “yes,” she lied, feeling his calloused finger rubbing over her anus. She held her breath until she felt the pressure against her asshole, his finger suddenly popping inside her asshole, her hips shooting up, driving his cock painfully against her cervix again. He began to ride her hard, his hips slapping hard against her ass cheeks, her tits bouncing up and down from the brutal rape. His finger drove around inside her rectum, making her move about on his cock as he fucked her. She closed her eyes, wanting to get the other men’s faces out of her mind, concentrating instead on the handsome soldier that was fucking her, his tight abs slamming against her with each thrust, feeling his cock drag out, her clit rubbed by him as he fucked her. The thought of being taken so forcefully, his cock stroking her pussy, her body bent submissively in two gave her a tingling between her legs. She began to meet his strokes, driving her asshole down on his finger as he withdrew, a gasp from her lips as one finger became two, her anus burning as it suffered under his duel onslaught.
The Sergeant could feel the
change coming over her, her body beginning to fuck back, Angela learning quickly how to fuck like a woman. “Cum for me Angela, cum with my cock inside you,” he ordered her, driving his cock into her harder, her thrusts back at him just as forceful. The fucked for ten minutes, the Sergeant able to hold back, making her take his rock hard cock, making her submit to the rape of her body. How he enjoyed this blonde American girl, how she learned to please him so rapidly. “Now” he ordered her, plunging into her hot pussy with a powerful thrust, rubbing up and down against her, making sure that he was rubbing her clit. She screamed, not from pain, but from pleasure, her eyes opened wide in ecstasy as her first orgasm from a cock inside her pussy washed over her body, her body shaking and shuddering, her pussy clamping down on the cock, refusing to let it go until it bathed her inside with his powerful spurts of cum.
“GGGOOD yes,” she cried, feeling her pussy juicing up, mixing with the cum that was already bathing her insides. They both came together, Angela bringing her arms forward to pull him close to her, her hips moving from side to side as they climaxed. She was exhausted when he pulled out of her, a river of cum dripping out her pussy, running down her thighs to soak the bed beneath her. She turned on her side, sobbing, drawing up her knees, her sex ablaze in pain and pleasure. She cried as the three men quickly dressed and left the room, tomorrow a new day, Christy’s lovely body would be available for torture.
Chapter 5 Torturing Christy
The General had left mother and daughter in separate cells for the night, the men's sexual urges sated by Angela's fucking, her tight teenage pussy having drained their cum from their balls. But each woke with a hard-on, the thought of what they would do to the American's igniting the lust back in them, they quickly showered, eager to test the sexual limits of the two women.
“Bring Christy in," the General was eager to get started, the Doctor preparing the necessary equipment for her interrogation. The Sergeant entered the cell, Christy shrunk into her cot, trying to hide from him.
"What do you want?" She shivered in fear, her body was still sore from the interrogation, her nipples and pussy lips still red and tender from the bite of the clamps.
"The General and the Doctor are waiting for you in the interrogation room.” He threw her a short skirt, panties and a button down blouse. "Put these on, quickly now or it will be worse."
Christy didn't know how it could get any worse then it already was. "Is Angela okay? Did you hurt her?" She was afraid to ask what she really wanted to know. Did they sexually assault her young daughter?
"Ah, Angela, your lovely daughter. She is fine. She's in a cell down the other end of the hall. If you cooperate, nothing will happen to her. If you fight, she will take your place. Would you like that, your lovely little daughter in the interrogation room with the General and the Doctor?" He laughed, if only she knew what would befall Angela. Tonight she would spend the night in the General's bed, satisfying his perverted lust for the young girl. Angela would be taught just how perverted that older men could be.
Christy began to undress, no longer having any modesty. They had already stripped her naked numerous times, her body spread and used by them. She picked up the panties, sliding them on, the skirt next, a young girl's schoolgirl plaid skirt that barely covered anything, leaving a wide expanse of her legs naked, the plaid blue material clinging to her ass like a second skin. She put on the blouse, not even asking about a bra, buttoning the front, her breasts straining the buttons. Even at her age, her breasts were firm, not quite like Angela's, but she had large pink nipples that were forever hard and erect.
Opening the door of the cell, but not before his hands explored her body, feeling her breasts, the gentle swell of her butt and finally slipping one hand under her skirt, forcing her to spread her legs as he ran his fingers up and down her panty covered slit. "Very lovely body Senora." He could feel her pussy already beginning to juice. "They are waiting." He followed her down the hallway, his eyes on her ass, swaying seductively in the short skirt. The outfit made her look ten years younger, made her look like a little fuck toy for an older man.
"NNNOOO! NOO!" She entered the room, it was even worse then she expected. There was a hum coming from a large machine in the center of the room, a large console with red lights and many gauges. Wires came from the machine, ending in various evil objects. There were clamps like the ones that were used to bite into her nipples and pussy lips yesterday. But there were also shiny metal probes, some slim, some very large, all shaped like cock's, a bulbous head on the end, each with wires hanging from the other end.
The Doctor was testing one of the probes, a long wand with a metal ball at the end. He turned the dial up on the machine, the gauge moving up. He pressed it close to the edge of the metal table, a blue flash of electricity arcing out, the sound of snapping electricity ringing out above the steady hum of the machine.
"We will see if you will talk today Senora. You have so much to tell us about the government soldiers. You may say you know nothing, but we don't believe you. Today you will sing for us." He laughed as he saw the terror on her face, the Sergeant in back of her, pulling her arms behind her back, Christy already trying to run.
"We don't know anything, we're tourists," tears already falling from her eyes. "Please let us go," she begged, but she already saw the General moving towards her, the bulge in his pants showing that he was more interested in torturing her then getting to the truth.
His hands were already reaching up to her by time he got to Christy, cupping her breasts, feeling the firm flesh beneath his fingers. "Such lovely tits Senora. Can you imagine what it is going to feel like when the Doctor sends electricity through them? They will dance for us," gripping her firm flesh tighter, feeling the flesh compressed beneath his touch. He pinched her nipples, the hardened nubs pressed against the tight blouse giving him such and easy target. "And the clamps will bite so nicely into these again, this time electricity stimulating them to even greater hardness." He pinched harder, seeing her lips curve in pain.
Her nipples already hurt, the General igniting pain in the already abused tips, the smile on his face telling her that this was only the beginning. She felt his hands slide down, over her hips, the Sergeant tightened his grip on her arms as the Generals hands slid back to her ass.
"I love your ass Senora. Even for your age, your ass is nice and tight. The Doctor has some nice probes for your insides. They will slide in places where you never imagined you will feel such pain, the electricity will turn your muscles to jelly, your body will be unable to control your own functions. And then you will either tell us what we want to hear or we will enjoy fucking your body." The General grabbed her cheeks harder and pulled her hips forward.
"I hope you don't tell us anything Senora, I want to fuck you in your ass, make you dance on my cock," the Sergeant whispered into her ear. "How do you want her Doctor?"
"The Doctor looked up from his machine, Christy's lovely body trembling in fear. "I think the parrot perch would be nice."
"Yes, that is a great idea, Christy's body would be so available for us," the General pleased at the suggestion, his cock throbbing at the thought of Christy positioned that way.
"Sit on the floor," the Sergeant pushing down on her shoulders until she got into position. He went over to the corner of the room, coming back with a long, black metal pole. A set of leather straps were built into the two ends about two feet from the ends. They were stained and worn from use. At then end were two large rings, one on each end. The pole was retractable, able to extend or contract. He moved a large wooden structure next to the Doctor's machine, two large wooden supports shooting up from the color, a metal cradle on the top of each. It stood about seven feet high.
"What's that?” Christy was almost afraid to ask, the name Parrots Perch invoking a nice mental vision, but she was sure that would not be the case. She was sure that she would be placed into a provocative and humiliating position that would allow them access to her most intimate parts of her body.
At least she was sparing Angela this anguish, her only consolation.
"You'll see soon enough. Don't be so eager. Your hands first Senora" grabbing one of Christy's wrists, her hand limp in his grip, imagining her struggle once she learned of her fate. He attached a cuff around one wrist a leather strap extending from the end. He brought the bar over, placing it in front of her on the floor. He pushed the strap into the ring on one end, pulling it tight, Christy's arm forced to one side. "Now the other," the cuff attached quickly before she fought, the end of the strap pushed through the ring, the slack taken out of the leather. Her arms were now pulled to both sides, not yet tight again, there would be time for that.
"Bring your knees up," the Sergeant ordered her. He pressed the black metal bar beneath the bend in her knees. Her short skirt had already ridden up high, her panties exposed. "Sweet pussy," he commented. He took one of the straps attached to the bar and passed it around her thighs, just above her knees. He tightened it, seeing her skin compressed beneath the thick, leather strap. "Now the other," grabbing the other strap and binding her leg to the bar. When he finished, the black bar was pulled up tightly beneath her knees.
Christy didn't like it already. The straps were too tight and although she wasn't sure how she would end up, it scared her, the leather straps keeping her knees apart, her sex would be exposed to the evil looking machine.
