[Mad Gerald]

A New Beginning

by Soprano84

Sorry for the wait everyone Enjoy! MG

MIA’s of the 3rd Gulf war Part 27

Story By Mad Gerald, Conwic & Soprano84

The content of this story is of sexual nature and does involve blackmail, and non-consensual sex.

ANYONE WHO MAY BE OFFENDED BY THIS STUFF PLEASE DO NOT READ. YOU WERE WARNED OK!

All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to anyone either alive or dead is purely coincidental.

This story is intended for ADULTS only.
IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 PLEASE DO NOT READ.

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This story is fantasy! (not real, Fantasy OK) and involves the gang rape of a woman. It is very nc. If you are under 18 or offended by such material please do not read.

FANTASY IS FANTASY! RAPE IS REAL AND HURTS PEOPLE AND DESTROYS LIVES KEEP THAT STRAIGHT IN YOUR HEAD!!

Copyright Mad Gerald 2014.

Our Brave Allies



He found a towel and roughly wiped the cum off of her; he didn’t want to chance tasting his own cum as he grabbed her hair and put his face almost touching hers...that was her job.

“Have nice breakfast?” he asked pleasantly. Becky was still coughing, tears streaming down her pretty face like a burst dam.

Whalid replaced gag with one shaped like a cock, knelt and put his hand between Becky’s spread legs. He laid his palm against her virgin pussy, allowing her to feel the heat of his hand against her most private parts. Her crying stopped suddenly, her eyes pleading with him to leave her alone...but such pleas carried no weight with a member of the Brotherhood.

Whalid partially withdrew his hand and began to stroke his captive’s pussy, his middle finger – in itself nearly the size of a small cock – sliding between her cunt lips. He made no move to penetrate her or even to find her clit...he wanted her to feel his touch wherever he wanted, whenever he wanted...to show her she was nothing but an object for his gratification – or her punishment.

She closed her eyes and began sobbing again, then looked at her assailant in shock as his massive finger found her clit and began to stroke it. The Commander had been correct; she’d never touched herself, except when bathing, and was wholly unprepared to the sensations emanating from between her legs.

She tried to fight the wave of pleasure that hit her like a Mack truck, but had no experience in doing so. Thus, Whalid’s stroking almost immediately caused her to moan loudly and thrash about in response to his ministrations. This only drove him to further and faster masturbation, and Becky could see malicious pleasure in his eyes whenever she fluttered her own open. The sight chilled her...she knew the sensations she was experiencing were only because her body was reacting to stimulation, not to any pleasure she was seeking. Whalid was turning pleasure into mental anguish for her, and there was nothing she could do about it.

Whalid gripped her swollen clit and squeezed lightly, sending new intense feelings into her, then rubbed her pink nubbin as fast as he could until she came for the first time in her life, her back arching almost impossibly far and thrusting her ample tits into his face. Her hips bucked and her head tossed from side to side as she experienced the intense throes of orgasm, feelings that only intensified as Whalid continued to rapidly manipulate her hyper-sensitive button.

Eventually Whalid stopped after getting three cums from his toy. By this time Becky had fallen over on her side, her arms still over her head, and she was sweating like a pig with her chest heaving like a smith’s bellows. She prayed it was over for a time...Whalid had other ideas.

Once again he secured her to the ceiling hook with her feet on the floor. She was so weak was she from the morning’s abuse, however, that she could not support her own slight weight, instead hanging painfully from her wrist restraints.

When she finally looked up, she saw her tormenter holding the flag-leash. He threaded one end between her legs and began to run it back and forth between her pussy lips, flossing her cunt...slowly at first, then faster, the friction causing an intense heat to build up in the girl’s cunt. She cried out in pain and thrashed wildly at this new horror being visited on her body. At one point he actually lifted her up by her crotch, and even at her slight weight, the pressure on her tortured clit caused excruciating pain. He bounced the poor girl up and down on the flag-floss, an action that resembled her getting kicked in the pussy by a small foot.

Whalid didn’t want to cause permanent damage to her fuck hole (that would lessen his pleasure and that of the Brothers), so he stopped after a short while, released her and tied the leash around her neck, dragging her back to the bed.

He pushed her to her knees and secured her wrists to her ankles, then pushed her over. Now her face was on the floor and her ass up in the air. Becky spread her knees for some balance – at this point not caring that she was exposing her cunt - and waited.

Whalid sat on the end of the bed with the little whore facing away from him, trying to decide which hole to fuck first; her pussy (shaved bare for life in the field) - the very essence of her womanhood - stared back at her, unaware of the massive fuck log that would eventually be up it. Her pink asshole also beckoned, barely hidden between her cheeks - kept clenched together to hide at least some part of her body.

Then Becky relaxed a little and her sphincter peeked shyly out, and that made the decision for Whalid. It would be the ass first, then her sweet, virgin cunt.

Whalid went to the night stand and pulled out a large bottle of Astroglide lubricant, courtesy of Dr. Moktar in the camp’s active hospital unit. Whalid dribbled a bit on to Becky’s waiting asshole – making the girl flinch at the coldness of the liquid – then liberally coated his entire foot-long shaft with the stuff. The man had no thoughts of sparing the much smaller woman any pain when he raped her ass – the amount of pain he’d already given her just in this first day precluded such thoughts. However, there was a time for savage, brutal rape, and there was a time for a more sophisticated humiliation. He could always just force his monster cock up her ass dry – he’d certainly done it enough times before and would in the future. But he wanted to enter her slowly at first...minimizing the sheer pain of his immense size so she could more easily feel every inch as he drove The Spear into her for the first time. Plenty of time later to just ram it in.

Ordinarily Becky would’ve had no idea what to expect, but when she felt the lube hit her ass hole, she knew what was coming and started crying again. She’d already been put through so much she didn’t know how much more she could take...but the realization was dawning that this was only the first day of uncountable years of sexual assault and pain.

Whalid positioned himself, squatting behind Becky, and began by rubbing his cock in her ass crack, the lube making it slide easily back and forth. Becky tried to move away, but Whalid’s hand found her hips and held her fast. For what seemed like forever, the girl felt Whalid’s gigantic tool rub easily between her butt cheeks, his hands firmly around her hips, occasionally reaching out to gently fondle one of her abused tits in a gesture that made a mockery of a loving partner’s attentions. Methodically Whalid fucked Becky’s ass crack, giving her full strokes, occasionally brushing his cock head against her still-virgin asshole, then returning to his rubbing. Becky didn’t know what to expect next, but felt her assailant speed up his stroked and grab her tits tighter...tighter...until she heard him growl in release and shoot another load of cum onto her small back, some of it striking her shoulder and head, dripping down across her face. Whalid did not stop entirely, but kept sliding his prick along her ass, stimulating it to hardness with a speed that would’ve amazed the most jaded porn star.

Becky felt his cum slowly wind it’s way down her face and she shuddered into an anguished period of crying, her entire body shaking like a leaf and her head bucking back and forth slowly in denial as she cried through her penis-gag. Eventually she tired and hung her head in defeat.

That was what Whalid had been waiting for. He pulled away, applied a more lube to his cock, and got down to business.

To be continued.

Sooner honest! Grin