[Mad Gerald]

MIA’s of the 3rd Gulf war Part 21

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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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

Two other guards now followed the Commander on stage to rearrange the women for the next entertainment. Roughly they dragged Diana away from Beate, painfully ripping the dildo from Beate’s cunt. One guard grabbed each of Diana’s arms and walked her to the opposite end of the stage to where Sheri hung limply in the metal frame. One supported Diana’s weight as the other removed the dildo from Diana and strapped it onto Sheri. The two guards then strapped Diana’s arms above her head to the frame securing Sheri. They left her feet unbound as one guard lifted her and the other guided the dildo’s head, already slick from Beate’s cream, into Diana’s cunt. Now she was the one impaled on the dildo. It sank painfully deep into her, leaving Diana face to face - their lips almost touching- with Sheri. All of Diana’s weight was resting uncomfortably on her bound arms and on the dildo impaling her. As Diana rose to her tip toes to try to take the pressure off, she felt a pair of soft breasts press against her back. At the same time, she felt something hard press against her ass and then the softness of another woman‘s breasts pressing against her back.. After a moment’s confusion, Diana’s mind cleared enough to realized that they had strapped another studded dildo onto Beate and positioned her behind Diana/.

As the Commander watched, two guards holding Beate’s arms pulled them around Diana. Then they tied one end of a short piece of rope to Beate’s left hand, ran the rope behind Sheri’s back, and then tied the remaining end to Beate’s other hand, leaving Beate‘s arms outstretched with her hands resting against the outside swell of Sheri‘s breasts, crushed as they were by Diana’s larger, flesher breasts. Another piece of rope was positioned just under Diana’s breasts and then wrapped around both Diana and Beate, flattening Beate’s breasts against Diana’s back bodies as their sweaty, panting nude bodies were tied tightly together and abruptly sinking Beate’s cold, hard dildo deep into the open, cum filled “O” of Diana‘s asshole.. Diana moaned as its hardness filled her. At least its hardness was able to fill the awful emptiness that had existed there after her recent gang sodomies Standing on her tip toes, Diana wiggled her hips, trying to settle the dildo in her ass, grateful now for the lubricating cum the men had left in her ass. The men left Diana like that, sandwiched between her two subordinates, their warm, sweaty bodies pressed against her breasts and back, their dildos filling her cunt and ass, their hot breath brushing against her neck and shoulders. She could feel Beate’s soft cheek press against her own as the other woman rested her chin on Diana’s shoulder, putting both of them face to face with Sheri. Exhausted by the rapes they had just endured, the three women could do little more than hang in their bonds and wait for their captors‘ next move.

The three did not have long to wait. As the Jihadees gathered their strength for their next assault on the POWs, the Commander intended to entertain them by whipping both Sheri and Beate in order to force them to fuck Diana with his clever pain dildos. For this purpose , he had sent for the Algerian twins, Kamir and Amir, to whip Beate and Sheri. The two brothers were well known to Sheri and Beate. The two women had frequently suffered at their hands since it amused the Commander to use the Algerian twins to abuse his POW “twins” . Just the previous night the two brothers had brutally double penetrated a helplessly bound and blindfolded Sheri as the Commander forced an equally helpless Beate to watch - and sodomized her at the same time. The brothers were to use leather straps tonight, instruments chosen both because of the satisfying “whamp” they produced with each blow, and because, while they would inflict painful bruising, they were unlikely to cut the women‘s skin. The pain of a single blow from the strap was not- compared to much the two had experienced in the basement torture rooms- that terrible. But it built with each blow, turning their asses into bright red, raging infernos. Instinctively the two tried to endure the pain in order to shield Diana, tried to remain still to keep from hurting Diana with their studded dildos. For five strokes they were able to stoically accept the pain without moving. But, after the six stroke, both began to move their hips in response to the strap‘s cruel caress. With each succeeding blow their hips move moved a bit more until by the time Karim had delivered his fifteenth blow, Beate was sinking her dildo all the way into Diana’s open ass each time the strap smacked her bright red ass. It was the same with Sheri.. Despite her bravest efforts, she could not remain still. Instead, she was burying her studded dildo deep into Diana’s cunt each time the strap kissed her burning ass.

Karim would land a blow driving Beate’s dildo deep into Diana’s ass, and then Amir would land one driving Sheri’s dildo into Diana’s cunt. The see-sawing sensation drove Diana crazy as both her holes were successively filled and then emptied while at the same time the sharp metal studs at the dildo’s base grated painfully -first against the swollen ring of her fucked out sphincter and then against her ultra sensitive clit, already bruised and battered when she had been forced to fuck Beate. Diana could feel the tears from Beate’s face dropping onto the skin of her shoulder. She could see similar tears of pain streaming down Sheri’s agony ridden face. She could feel the other women’s strong young bodies shudder each time the strap struck them. She did not blame Sheri or Beate for the pain they were inflicting on her with their dildos. Instead, because it was her girls dong this, Diana found herself beginning to relax her bruised and exhausted body. She opened herself to the dildos that were filling her ass and cunt. She closed her eyes, shutting out her surroundings, allowing her confused mind to imagine that the three of them were alone. She conjured up an erotic fantasy she had once had, one she had masturbated herself to sleep with long , long ago. In it, Diana imagined that Beate and Sheri had taken control, tied her up, and were now fucking her to climax after climax. Caught up in her alternate reality, Diana relaxed, finally giving herself the permission she needed to let her girls bring her off.

Sweep up by the images in her mind, Diana groaned and thrust her butt back at Beate as Beate’s dildo again sank painfully deep into Diana’s open ass. She pressed her face forward into Sheri’s. Her lips searched frantically for Sheri’s. She found Sheri’s mouth open in an exclamation of pain and covered it with her own, her tongue thrusting into Sheri’s mouth just as Sheri’s dildo thrust deep into her cunt. Overcoming the pain, caught up in her fantasy, Diana hung there between them, her body pressed tightly against their’s as she softly called out their names, telling them that she loved them, and urging them to fuck her. For Diana the watching men were as forgotten as was the vicious sound of the belt striking the girls’ soft flesh. All she could think of was the warm female flesh pressing against her back and breasts and the hardness filling her. The pain had become part of the pleasure she felt, stoking her excitement as those incredibly hard plastic cocks thrust deep into her, filling her, stretching her, like nothing she had ever experienced before, even here.

Beate and Sheri were not so fortunate. For them , the pain not only remained, but was now totally consuming their bodies and their minds. For the twins, there was no pleasure, no fantasy. Just the burning pain. With their asses burning from repeated blows from the belt and the metal studs of the dildo scrapping their sensitive clitoris raw, they could not think beyond the pain. It was their only reality. Unable to understand Diana’s strange conduct, they could only stared into each other’s tear filled eyes , struggling to find there the strength to endure the pain that threatened to overwhelm them both. They felt none of the pleasure- however brutal- that Diana was receiving.

In contrast, the watchers took nothing but pleasure from the scene before them. Each of the four Jihadees were enthralled by the sight of the three hated America female flyers locked in this obscene tableau . Their minds clouded by the hashish,, their cocks rapidly reviving under the combined effects of that drug and the four wet, unwilling mouths submissively worshipping the men’s cocks., the four Jihadees began to cheer and to call upon the Algerian brothers to strike harder. It took only the Commander’s brief invitation to participate to bring them out of their seats and up on the stage. Their inhabitations totally forgotten now, the first two Jihadees to reach the stage- one of them Sam’s rapist - simply took the straps from the Algerians and then pushed them aside. They welded the straps with great enthusiasm, if little skill, raining blow after blow down upon Beate’s and Sheri’s exposed asses. The two quickly fell into a new rhythm, their straps landing on Beate’s and Sheri’s asses at the identical moment. Suddenly both dildos were being driven deep into Diana’s holes simultaneously rather than in quick succession. Her body was crushed between the sweaty naked bodies of her subordinates as both thrust into her at the same time, thrusting with enough force to knock the breath out of her. But far worse than that was the way Diana was now being impaled- stuffed beyond endurance- by the two unyielding plastic cocks the men’s straps were driving ever deeper into her. Diana quickly realized that there was room inside her for only one of the two cocks at a time. She arched her back and screamed in pain as the two dildos collided within her, separated by only a thin membrane, fighting over what little space there was to be had in Diana‘s pubic region.. It felt to Diana as if she was being torn apart, stretched to the breaking point like some human wishbone, as the two dildos pulled her in opposite directions.

But Diana’s screams only excited the Jihadees further. It drove them on, increasing the fury of the blows they were raining upon the twins asses. The harder they beat their asses, the harder the twins drove their dildos into Diana. Their asses on fire, their clits rubbed raw ,and now bleeding, and with tears of pain streaming down their cheeks, Beate and Sheri also gave voice to their pain, their screams joining Diana’s in a Devil‘s chorus. Trapped between the two, Diana was battered and impaled beyond endurance. Stretched and filled beyond her limits by this double penetration, her clit crushed , its nerve endings rubbed raw, Diana could only respond by doing the unthinkable. She came. Loudly and unmistakably, she came, her body convulsing in an unmistakable climax. Then, her senses overloaded, Diana passed out, her body hanging limply in its bonds as the two women continued to pump their dildos in and out of it. .

The sight of Diana’s body arching up into her climax, accented by the mixture of extreme pain and raw pleasure so evident on Diana’s upturned face, drove the Jihadees over the edge. The two whipping Beate and Sheri suddenly threw down their straps and fell upon the girls’ asses. Without warning or preparation, they buried their hard cocks deep into the twins’ sore, whipped asses. As these two impaled the twins, the other two Jihadees retreated to the booths where the other female POWs knelt and watched in horror. Ignoring the blonde Allison and the big, short haired Marine, the two grabbed the brunette Revlon and the red headed Summer, pulling them from their knees by their long hair and throwing the two whimpering women face down over opposite ends of the booth seat. Without further preparation, the two young men impaled the squirming women on their cocks, brutally sodomizing their dry, unlubricated ass holes without concern for the pain they inflicted - or suffered- in the course of their penetration. In seconds, Summer’s and Revlon’s screams joined those of Beate and Sheri. With their elbows bound behind their backs, the two were helpless to resist as the two men held them down on the booth’s leather seat, resting their weight on the one hand they held pressed against the women’s upper backs. At the same time, they wrapped their other hand in each woman’s hair and roughly pulled her head back and to the side at a ninety degree angle until the each woman’s jaw was over her shoulder. As they sodomized Summer and Revlon, the men kept their eyes locked on the women’s faces, savoring the pain filling those faces as they brutally rode the captive flyer‘s ass holes. And ride the women they did, straddling their bucking bodies, their cocks buried deep in the women’s burning asses. They fucked as though consumed by a mad frenzy, humping wildly into the women, appearing to be trying to pound the life out of the two screaming women with their cocks. Her vision blurred by the tears filling her eyes, Summer could just see out Revlon‘s face out of the corner of her eye, a face held suspended in the air a few inches from her own. What she saw terrified her. It was the face of the damned, a suffering face straight from the depths of Hell. Mouth open in a red “O”, eyes wide open and unfocused, tears streaming down her cheeks; Revlon’s whole face was a mask of overwhelming pain. It was also the twin to Summer‘s own tear streaked face.

On stage, the twins were in even greater agony. Tightly bound, they could nothing more than stare helplessly into each other’s tear filled eyes as their sore asses were brutally sodomized by two hard cocks. Pain from three sources - the burning from the cocks reaming out their stretched anal passage, the pressure of the men’s hips against the raw, sensitive skin of their whipped ass cheeks, and the unrelenting grinding of the dildo’s metal studs against their swollen, raw clits- washed over their bodies. Any of the three would have been enough to bring screams to the lips even of women as brave as these two. Combined, the effect was unendurable. Their screams echoed off the walls of the club, but served only to stimulate their drug addled attackers to greater frenzy. The men’s steel hard cocks were a blur as they repeatedly plowed into the girls’ stretched assholes. At this rate, the men could not last long. It took only a few more thrusts before they came, filling those raped assholes with a flood of hot, white man cum. But even then the two Jihadees did not stop sodomizing the two POWs. Their cocks remained hard from the effects of the drug, allowing the men to continue to rape Beate’s and Sheri’s asses even after they had cum. Their cocks continued to explode into the two POW’s asses with tremendous force, enough force to cause globs of thick cum to spurt out of the women’s raped asses onto the men’s pubic hair. Their teeth gritted, their faces masks of hate, the men continued to grind their cocks into Beate’s and Sheri’s ass holes, now using their cocks as instruments of torture, intent upon using them to inflict pain upon the captured American flyers instead of to achieve pleasure for themselves.