[Mad Gerald]

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MIA’s of the 3rd Gulf war Part 20

Story By Mad Gerald, Conwic & Soprano84

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

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

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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

The Commander surveyed the room with some satisfaction. To his left Diana and Beate were surrounded by the three Jihadees. While one sodomized Diana and by proxy dildo fucked Beate, the other two anxiously waited their turn, amusing themselves by running their hands over the two American women. who were helpless to resist them, Beate’s arms and feet being bound to the pole and Diana, trapped as she was between the Jahidee plowing into her now open asshole and Beate, being just as effectively immobilized. There was nothing the two could do as hard fingers probed Beate’s asshole while others weighed both pairs of breasts and cruelly twisted the swollen red nubs topping them. As the Commander watched, the first man gave out a shout and wrapped his arms around Diana’s sweat slick torso. He held her in this bear hug as he jack hammered his cock into her in a series of rapid thrusts, then thrust deep and held himself there as he emptied himself into her open asshole, filling her bowels with his hot man cum. As soon as he staggered away from Diana, the second man took his place, plugging Diana’s wide open, cum dripping asshole with his cock as he took up where the first man had left off, slamming his cock brutally into her and riding the screaming woman like a madman. Turning his attention to his right, the Commander watched as Wahlid rutted into the exhausted Sheri, her pale, sweat shiny body jerking violently up and down in time with his brutally powerful cock thrusts. She hung there in her bonds, her body limp, no longer resisting Wahlid’s rape. She had been literally battered into submission by Wahlid‘s manhood. Moving closer, the Commander could clearly see the look of agony on Sheri’s face as Wahlid’s cock continued to pound relentlessly into her brutally stretched cunt. The Commander considered for a moment the angle of her head and smiled. Yes, he thought, the number 2 camera would capture that look. He had, after all, spent a great deal of time making sure that every inch of the stage, the booths, and the bondage frame on the floor was covered. This night’s work would no doubt become very popular viewing, not only for him but for the entire higher echelon of the Brotherhood , and perhaps even for some of their more generous supporters.

He turned his head further to the right and watched the Jihadee sodomizing the bound Marine Major. The muscular brunette’s blindfolded face was turned upward, looking almost directly at camera number 4. Her mouth was open in a scream of pure agony. Her muscular body was rigid, her pale, whip stripped skin glistened as the sweat covering her nude body reflected the harsh light of the spotlights converging on the bondage frame which held her. The man raping her had both of the big woman’s nipples stretched at least four inches beyond her now cone shaped breasts and was twisting them like the dial on a radio, turning the red nipples white. As he tortured her breasts, he continued to frantically ride the muscular woman’s asshole, the force of his thrusts into her ass literally lifting the bigger woman up to her tiptoes. The Commander was impressed by the sheer brutality of the man’s approach. It is sad that God wills this Brother to martyrdom, he thought. He would have made an excellent guard. But then he shrugged. Who was he to question the will of Allah, blessed be his name.

Dismissing that thought, the Commander turned his attention to the other POWs. Ignored by the Jihadees, they still knelt by the booths where the Jihadees had left them. Each knelt submissively, distinguishable in the dim light of the booths only by their hair color- a blonde , a brunette, and a red head. Each had assumed the mandatory position, legs spread to showcase their shaven cunts, arms dangling at their sides, the chain linking their elbows behind their backs making any other position impossible, and with heads downcast, their hair hanging forward enough to partially obscure their faces. He could see each of them stealing glances up at the multiple rapes taking place onstage. Good, he thought, let them see what awaits them. As he watched, the Jihadee who had been the first to rape Diana’s ass returned to a booth. Exhausted by the ass fucking he had inflicted on Diana, he staggered to the booth and dropped heavy into the seat . for several moments he simply sat there, staring into space with a dazed look on his face. Then the Commander watched as he causally reached out and grabbed the hair of one of the nearest POW , the hair of the redheaded one, Captain Summer Burke. He pulled her toward himself by her shoulder length red hair, forcing Summer to frantically scramble to him on her knees or lose a handful of hair. Once between his legs, Captain Burke looked up at him only to be confronted by his limp cock, still covered with his cum and the filth of Diana’s asshole, dangling there just at the end of her nose. The Commander saw her bend her head forward and then saw her head begin to move up and down in the smiling man lap. What he could not see were the tears of humiliation streaming down Summer’s face as she submissively sucked his cock clean. Nor the look of revulsion that came over it as the bitter taste of cock and shit filled her mouth. Nor could he see the look of fear in her eyes as the man’s cock slowly began to harden in her mouth.

Instead, the Commander turned his attention back to the events on stage. As he watched, the second Jihadee came in Diana’s asshole and pulled out, opening the way for the one remaining Jihadee to take his shot at the brunette’s open, cum dripping ass. On the other side of the stage, Wahlid was obviously close to cumming as well. He had his Blonde POW in a bear hug, crushing the perfect cones of her breasts against his hairy chest as he plowed into her cunt again and again, making her entire body shake from the violence of his thrusts. Wahlid buried his monstrous penis one more time deep inside Sheri and then froze, his body straining, every one of his massive muscles in relief, as he shot his massive load of cum deep into his victim’s womb. He held her tight against his sweaty body for a long moment, his hips periodically making small thrusts as he emptied the last of his cum into her. Then he reluctantly released Sheri’ and stepped back. She hung limply in her bonds, her head down, her breathing regular but shallow. Already a veritable river of his cum was running out of Sheri’s open cunt. The thick white stream flowed slowly down her left inner tight and showed no sign of slowing. Wahlid stood there for a moment, staring at her limp form with a wolf like grin lighting up his normally somber face, his massive cock still dripping cum as it slowly began to shrink. Wahlid turned his face toward the Commander, his visage going more somber again though a trace of that predatory smile still remained . The Commander smiled to himself. He knew what was on Whalid’s mind. He wants to go back to his little slut, the Commander thought. He wants to return to fucking that little Asian whore he had in his quarters, Nguy.. Nguyen, yes, Private Becky Nguyen. Well, she is new, he thought, and no doubt still deliciously tight. But he would be satisfied to have his taste of her once Wahlid had finished breaking in that trembling little body of hers. Though, he supposed, she wouldn’t be quite so tight after Wahlid was finished with her. Wahlid left his mark on every POW, but the Commander suspected that the mark Wahlid would leave on that one’s mind and body would be even deeper and more lasting than with any of the other’s. It will, he decided, be interesting to see the results after Wahlid is finished with her. Still, the Commander shook his head in amazement at Wahlid’s capacity for rape. Even now, after filling the Blonde whore with his cum, he still had the desire and , no doubt, the ability to leave another load in the Asian whore’s tight little cunt. The Commander shook his head again and smiled, and then abruptly nodded, letting Wahlid know that he could indeed return to his new whore toy. As Wahlid left the stage, he was followed by the remaining Jihadee, leaving only the three women on the stage.

The Commander turned his attention back to the women on stage. Diana clung to Beate with both arms around the other woman’s neck, her legs apparently too weak to support her. The Commander’s eye was drawn to Diana’s ass hole. It was an open, black hole ringed by the angry red circle of her stretched sphincter and slowly dripping thick white cum. The white cum dripped from it to run down Diana’s left leg in a slow moving stream that already reached half way down Diana’s thigh. Beate appeared to be unconscious. She remained upright only because she was tightly bound to the pole. Her head hung down on Diana’s shoulder, her sweat soaked dark hair mixing with Diana’s. Still joined by the dildo, the only movement from the two women was the rise and fall of their sweat covered torsos. The two were desperately sucking air into their starved lungs. Too exhausted to speak, Diana and Beate lay against each other, breast to breast, their bare sweat shiny torsos heaving as if they had just run a race. Each woman’s clitoris still throbbed with a burning pain, the nerves scrapped raw by the metal studs on both sides of the dildo still buried in Beate’s cunt. Diana’s ass, left an open hole dripping cum by the humiliating triple sodomy she had just endured, burned intensely as well. But as tears of pain and humiliation ran down Diana’s cheeks, no such tears appeared on Beate’s. Instead, Beate smiled and turned her head slightly to press her lips against Diana’s ear. she whispered,

“ Thank you. I.. I came, you know. Despite what they did to us, you made me cum. I love you, Diana.”

The commander gestured to the waiting guards. There was much to do. Two of the guards brought hookahs filled with hashish to the exhausted Jihadees. Three lay sprawled in the booths, each with one of the female POWs kneeling submissively between their spread legs, engaged in cleaning the three men’s shit stained cocks with their tongues. The fourth Jihadee had finally spent himself in Sam’s reamed ass hole and was now staggering back to the booths to join his comrades these. Drained, he dropped onto the booth seat and turned his attention to the hashish, taking up one of the hookah’s mouthpieces, and eagerly filling his lungs with the sweet smelling smoke. As he joined the other Jihadees in seeking chemical refreshment , two of the guards dragged the nude, limp body of the nearly unconscious, female Marine officer over to him and threw her onto the floor at his feet. The exhausted Jihadee looked down at her whip stripped, nude body and slowly exhaled the narcotic smoke from his lungs. A big smile grew on his face as he stared down at Sam‘s beaten, exhausted form. After several drags on the hookah, he overcame his lethargy enough to use his foot to turn her body onto her side so that he could watch his cum slowly dripped out of the gapping, open “O” of the big female Marine’s asshole. He took another pull on the hookah as he watched the white steam flow across her red stripped butt cheek to form a puddle on the dirty floor. Already, he could feel the drug began to hit him. His cock stirred again. Seeing how the others were so causally using the kneeling POWs as their suck toys, he decided to do the same. He used the chain of the handcuffs holding Sam’s arms behind her strong back to drag her closer and then to lift the unresisting Sam to her knees between his legs. Then he used one hand in her short hair to hold the half conscious woman’s head erect as he fed her his shit stained cock. He hissed in pleasure as he felt the wet warmth of her mouth close around his cock and as the softness of her tongue moved against the sensitive underside of his cock. Still holding her head erect with one hand in her hair, he reached down to her whip stripped breasts, captured one of Sam’s large red nubs, and twisted it, turning it as he would the dial on a radio. As he twisted her nipple, the whipped and exhausted female Marine officer moaned and stirred. To exhausted to fight, Sam began to submissively suck on his cock, the bitter taste of her own ass filling her mouth. He used his grip on her short hair to move her head back and forth on his cock, forcing her to fuck his cock. The Jihadee leaned back and took another drag of the hookah as she worked on his cock. There were loud sucking sounds emulated from Sam’s mouth as she submissively serviced the cock of the man who had just whipped and sodomized her. Sounds identical to those coming from the mouths of the other three POWs . CFU