Interrogation - Rape Board

Not_so_innocent · 08-22-2006, 09:18 AM

OK, my char is a female pilot that has crashed behind enemy lines. I need a male/males to interrogate her. Just so you know, i have little knowledge about the army, so if i get something wrong, please forgive - thanks.))

Rachel grit her teeth, leaning against a tree as she detached her parachute, trying to collect her thoughts. She had been on a routine surveillance flight when her plane had been gunned-down and she had been forced to eject and parachute down behind enemy lines. Her landing had been awkward and she was sure she had fractured her leg.

Dragging herself up the trunk, she attempted to put some weight on her leg, but only managed to grown in pain, leaning against the bark. Then came the shouts, voices and heavy footsteps running her way. Eyes searching the shadows, she tried to move into a more shaded spot, but only ended up falling over, gritting her teeth as she fought back a groan of pain.

Throatdagger · 08-22-2006, 10:03 AM

My squad of men had seen the plane get shot down and the pilot eject. We followed the parachute down into some trees; we knew the pilot had to be here someplace. One of my men suddenly calls "Seargent Smith, I have found the pilot."

I rush over to a tree to see the pilot lying on the ground, obviously in pain. "What is your name?" I demand looking at the figure on the ground as the private removes the helment from his head. As the helment slides off we see long hair fall down the back of the neck. I turn the pilot's head with the tip of my boot to discover that the pilot is a girl. "Look what we have here; we've not only got a prisoner of war but some entertainment."

I grab her to lift her up to take her to the truck; she screams in pain. "Looks like a leg is broken." The private says. I lay her down and then reach for the zipper on the jump suit.

Not_so_innocent · 08-22-2006, 10:12 AM

I lay still upon the ground, hearing the voices and footsteps approach me. Feeling my helmet removed and my locks of soft brown hair tumble out over my shoulders, eyes narrowing as my head was turned. My lips remained firmly closed, not making any response to respond to his question.

Gripping my teeth as i am lifted, the broken bones in my leg grating painfully together as i am carried and placed upon the truck - unable to prevent the cry of pain that escaped from my lips. Noting the hand moving to the zip of my jump-suit, i slap at it, not wishing their hands anywhere near me.

rApEtHisBlAcKbItCh · 08-22-2006, 10:13 AM

Let me help you there sargent,i hold down her arms as she squirms she bites me on the hand you grab the zipper and she has on a tanktop.I smack her in the face"you trying to tease us you little bitch.

Throatdagger · 08-22-2006, 12:29 PM

"Better just relax; no need to make this hard." I yell as I tug the zipper lower.

Not_so_innocent · 08-22-2006, 01:02 PM

I glare up at the man that is holding my arms, lashing out at him and sinking my teeth into an area of exposed flesh. The force of the blow sends my head to the side, knocking me temporarily still so that the zipper of my jump-suit is able to be pulled down, revealing my tank-top. This doesn't last long however as i kick and struggle, lashing out at both of you as best i can with a broken leg.

rApEtHisBlAcKbItCh · 08-22-2006, 02:17 PM

I look at you and notice how huge your tits are,dagger looks at me and says you wanna do the honors if tearing the tanktop? we all laugh and i slap you across your face again.I comment your broken leg is the least of your problems.

08-22-2006, 09:18 AM	#1
Not_so_innocent Member Join Date: Aug 2006 Posts: 39 Reputation: 10	Interrogation OK, my char is a female pilot that has crashed behind enemy lines. I need a male/males to interrogate her. Just so you know, i have little knowledge about the army, so if i get something wrong, please forgive - thanks.)) Rachel grit her teeth, leaning against a tree as she detached her parachute, trying to collect her thoughts. She had been on a routine surveillance flight when her plane had been gunned-down and she had been forced to eject and parachute down behind enemy lines. Her landing had been awkward and she was sure she had fractured her leg. Dragging herself up the trunk, she attempted to put some weight on her leg, but only managed to grown in pain, leaning against the bark. Then came the shouts, voices and heavy footsteps running her way. Eyes searching the shadows, she tried to move into a more shaded spot, but only ended up falling over, gritting her teeth as she fought back a groan of pain.

08-22-2006, 10:03 AM	#2
Throatdagger Certified Boob Inspector Join Date: Apr 2006 Location: Mid Atlantic Posts: 2,069 Reputation: 9789	My squad of men had seen the plane get shot down and the pilot eject. We followed the parachute down into some trees; we knew the pilot had to be here someplace. One of my men suddenly calls "Seargent Smith, I have found the pilot." I rush over to a tree to see the pilot lying on the ground, obviously in pain. "What is your name?" I demand looking at the figure on the ground as the private removes the helment from his head. As the helment slides off we see long hair fall down the back of the neck. I turn the pilot's head with the tip of my boot to discover that the pilot is a girl. "Look what we have here; we've not only got a prisoner of war but some entertainment." I grab her to lift her up to take her to the truck; she screams in pain. "Looks like a leg is broken." The private says. I lay her down and then reach for the zipper on the jump suit.

08-22-2006, 10:12 AM	#3
Not_so_innocent Member Join Date: Aug 2006 Posts: 39 Reputation: 10	I lay still upon the ground, hearing the voices and footsteps approach me. Feeling my helmet removed and my locks of soft brown hair tumble out over my shoulders, eyes narrowing as my head was turned. My lips remained firmly closed, not making any response to respond to his question. Gripping my teeth as i am lifted, the broken bones in my leg grating painfully together as i am carried and placed upon the truck - unable to prevent the cry of pain that escaped from my lips. Noting the hand moving to the zip of my jump-suit, i slap at it, not wishing their hands anywhere near me.

08-22-2006, 10:13 AM	#4
rApEtHisBlAcKbItCh Junior Member Join Date: Aug 2006 Posts: 10 Reputation: 10	Let me help you there sargent,i hold down her arms as she squirms she bites me on the hand you grab the zipper and she has on a tanktop.I smack her in the face"you trying to tease us you little bitch.

08-22-2006, 12:29 PM	#5
Throatdagger Certified Boob Inspector Join Date: Apr 2006 Location: Mid Atlantic Posts: 2,069 Reputation: 9789	"Better just relax; no need to make this hard." I yell as I tug the zipper lower.

08-22-2006, 01:02 PM	#6
Not_so_innocent Member Join Date: Aug 2006 Posts: 39 Reputation: 10	I glare up at the man that is holding my arms, lashing out at him and sinking my teeth into an area of exposed flesh. The force of the blow sends my head to the side, knocking me temporarily still so that the zipper of my jump-suit is able to be pulled down, revealing my tank-top. This doesn't last long however as i kick and struggle, lashing out at both of you as best i can with a broken leg.

08-22-2006, 02:17 PM	#7
rApEtHisBlAcKbItCh Junior Member Join Date: Aug 2006 Posts: 10 Reputation: 10	I look at you and notice how huge your tits are,dagger looks at me and says you wanna do the honors if tearing the tanktop? we all laugh and i slap you across your face again.I comment your broken leg is the least of your problems.