by Powerone
Eyes turned towards Angela, the Sergeant moving along side of her, his hands already reaching out to touch her. “I’ll make you cum like your mother, but first a little pain before the pleasure.” His hands moved over her body, enjoying the touch as she shivered in fear. He moved his hands up to cup her tits, hefting the bra encased flesh in his large hands, molding them as he gripped them tighter. “It’s going to hurt when I whip these, but it will make our cocks so hard. You’ll enjoy the ride later when you take our cocks inside your hot, tight pussy.” His hands slipped around to her back, expertly unsnapping the bra and slipping it off her shoulders before Angela even realized that she was partially stripped again.
Angela was suddenly naked from the waist up, her firm, high breasts proudly thrust up, the nipples already hard as they eyes on them men were glued to them. The Sergeants hands returned, this time her naked flesh feeling the calloused hands on them, his fingertips searching out and finding her pinpoint nipples and squeezing them in his powerful fingers until he extracted a squeal from her lips. She arched her back as he pulled her up by her tits, yanking her nipples up until she had to stand arched up on her toes, her hands hanging uselessly at her side, knowing it wouldn’t do any good to defy him.
The General loved the way the Sergeant could control Angela. He had to do it more by physical force and restraint, the Sergeant seemed to have a mental control over her, forcing her to submit to him. Was it because Angela was willing to trade her pain for a bit of pleasure that he always seemed to bring to her, forcing her to cum under his expert cockmanship?
The Sergeant stared into Angela’s tear stained eyes, seeing the pain he was inflicting on her delicate nipples. He saw her nipples pinched between his fingertips, almost able to feel the pulse in them, twisting them, enjoying seeing the look on Angela’s face as he increased her pain. He finally released them, her lovely breasts bouncing, the tips now red from his cruel fingers. He let his hand slip down her front, Angela already spreading her legs for him, learning quickly what was required of her to please him. His hand gripped her between the legs, fat fingers pressed against her pussy, feeling the wet spot on her panties. “Already wet for me Angela?” He made sure that all could hear it. He squeezed tighter, almost goosing her with his powerful hand. “I asked you a question,” he demanded of her.
She saw all of them staring at her humiliation. “Yes,” she murmured.
“I didn’t hear you Angela. Tell me your pussy is wet for me,” he ordered her, wanting to complete her submission to him.
“You made my pussy wet,” she blurted out, seeing her mother staring at her as she confessed. What could she say; she just came in front of all of them?
The Sergeant stepped back. “Remove your panties Angela. Slowly.”
She bent over slightly and slowly eased her panties down, her eyes down, not wanting to see them staring at her. She felt them easing over her ass and bent over deeper to let them fall down at her ankles, quickly lifting each leg and kicking the tiny garment over to the side. She stood back up, looking at the Sergeant again, this time completely naked. His eyes told her, Angela quickly spreading her legs for him, each time staring back into his eyes, each time wider the stance between them until they were widely spaced.
“Turn around and spread your cheeks apart Angela. Show us that lovely asshole. I’m going to start with your ass, a good spanking and then maybe a paddle to get it nice and red. You’d like that, wouldn’t you Angela? You’ll get wet when I beat your ass, wouldn’t you?”
She turned her back to them; at least she wouldn’t have to see their faces as she suffered the humiliation of showing off her anus to them, her fingers pulling apart her cheeks, stretching the wide until she knew her anus was slightly agape. “I like it when you spank me,” she lied, not sure if she was lying to the Sergeant or to herself. It felt like hours, bent over submissively, holding her cheeks apart, her legs spread wide as she could feel the eyes of all the men on her ass and pussy. She waited and waited until finally she heard his voice.
“Bring the bench over her. It’s time for Angela’s punishment.” Two soldiers slid the heavy wooden bench over near Angela, the Sergeant getting the leather straps ready.
The fingers were fucking her Christy again, three fat fingers sliding in and out of her pussy, another finger rubbing her anus as she watched her daughter humiliate herself in front of all of the men, spread open for their inspection. Even the finger that circled her anus felt good, teasing at the clenching hole, running around it as it pushed in with each revolution, slowly sliding into the opening as her muscle fought the intrusion. She arched up as high as she could but the finger only followed breaching her tight asshole and slid into her rectum.
“What a hot, tight asshole. I hope the General lets me stick my cock up there,” the soldier teased Christy. He plunged his finger in deeper, twisting and turning it inside her hot passage. “You ready to cum again Christy?” He pulled his finger from her asshole, using the thumb from the hand that was already fingering her pussy and impaled her asshole in one quick thrust that forced a groan from Christy’s lips. His other hand reached up and began to play with her clit again, pulling and twisting while Christy danced on his fingers, feeling her muscles clench on his fingers.
“Down you go Angela,” the Sergeant forcing her down on the narrow wooden bench. He could see the fear in her eyes as she saw the ropes that would secure her tightly to it. She was pushed down on her stomach, her head and chest pulled up from the bench, resting on her elbows. The soldiers quickly tied her wrists to the bench, coiling the rope around and around the bench and her wrists until she was securely bound. The Sergeant was ready with the next rope, quickly looping it around her waist, under the bench and back up again four times before he tied it, pulling it tight, Angela pinned to the bench as a butterfly pinned to the table for inspection.
“Each of you grab an ankle and spread her legs,” the Sergeant urged the two men. They eagerly obeyed, standing behind her and slowly opening her up as if she were the wishbone on a Thanksgiving turkey. Her asshole and pussy began to open up again for their inspection, this time they would also be punished, the Sergeant very good at hitting the exact spot he was aiming for.
All of the men’s attention was turned towards Christy, her cries of ecstasy as she came again, the young soldier so proud to be able to make her cum again. He resorted to pain again, his fingers fucking her bringing her to the edge of an orgasm, his fingernails digging into her clit throwing her over the edge as she bucked and came on the fingers that bore into her pussy and asshole.
Angela didn’t even try to look, her body bound, the two soldiers that had spread and pinned her legs open wide were taking liberties with her body, sliding their hands up and down her silky inner thighs, moving closer and closer to her pussy and asshole. She tried to squirm but it only drove the rough wood back and forth over her pussy, her lips pushing apart, her tender insides rubbing painfully against the wood. She saw the Sergeant moved to her side, all of them other men returning to her as her mother finally calmed down, her orgasm over again. She braced herself for the pain of a spanking, not having to wait long.
CRACK, the Sergeant hitting her white cheek with his large hand, the skin turning red instantly as Angela was pushed harshly into the wooden bench. A scream was torn from her lips. Even she couldn’t fathom the pain she felt, the sudden shock wave of pain shooting up her spine. She barely had time to take a breath before her other cheek was given the same treatment, his hand punishing her tender skin.
The Sergeant didn’t stop, alternating back and forth her twin cheeks, the skin rapidly turning pink and then red as he continued to spank her with a gusto that made his cock hard. He liked the screams he tore from her lips, the way her hips tried to dance away from the next blow, ineffective as the thick rope kept her body positioned exactly the way he wanted her presented for her punishment. The other soldiers joined in, spreading her legs wider, Angela groaning in pain as they tried to split her up th
e middle. The Sergeant didn’t miss the opportunity, letting his hand slide down between her legs and slap harshly against her asshole, her cries of protest sparking even greater punishment. He rained at least fifty blows to her ass and asshole, almost thirty minutes of painful spanking without letup. Her cries had turned to sobbing now, tears running out of her eyes and down her cheeks as she suffered the painful spanking.
Her ass was ablaze in pain, the Sergeant continuing to pummel her tender body, determined to make her feel the maximum amount of pain. There was no pleasure in this spanking, only pain. But she saw the bulge in the Sergeants pants, knowing that her pain was giving him such pleasure. He finally stopped, sitting next to her, the soldiers still keeping her legs spread, feeling as if she was being split up the middle. He ran his hands over her asscheeks, igniting the pain again.
“Hurts don’t it Angela? Your ass is so nice and hot now.” He let his hand slide up between her wide stretched crease, running his finger over her swollen anus, the tiny hole receiving the brunt of at least ten strokes of his hand. He pushed his finger against her asshole and pierced her quickly with his thick finger, a scream torn from her lips as his finger shoved dryly up inside her rectum. He let his finger move inside her, fingering her as she tried to escape the fingering of her asshole.
Christy was suffering a similar fate. After her last orgasm, the relentless soldier started again, but this time it was her asshole that received his fingers, her cries of protest only encouraging him further. She bounced around as two fat fingers slid in and out of her asshole, twisting and turning, her juices taken from her pussy on his fingers used to lubricate her backside for the anal probing. She felt bad for Angela as the Sergeant fingered her backside, feeling the same fate as the men continued to abuse their asshole for their pleasure.
“Now for the front side Angela.” The Sergeant pulled the ropes from her body, untying her. She sat up but the Sergeant wasn’t finished, pushing her down on her back this time. “We wouldn’t need ropes this time.” The two soldiers quickly joined the Sergeant. “One of you take her hands.”
Her arms were quickly pulled behind her, stretching the out, the soldier’s strong hands tightening on her wrists. She tried to struggle, but the soldiers strength was overpowering, Angela only able to put up token resistance. The other soldier didn’t need directions, quickly grabbing her ankles and pulling her legs up high into the air, spreading them out as he did.
“No,” she cried out when she saw the whip in the Sergeant’s hands. It was a viper tongue slapper, twin twenty-four inch leather straps that tapered to a point, made for the delicious bite it would inflict on the tender skin that it touched. She didn’t even have time to scream before the Sergeant swung the whip, the hands on her wrist pulling them tight, the other soldier spreading her legs, opening her up to the cruel lash of the whip.
“OOOOH, GGGGODDD,” she cried out in pain, the lash hitting her on the tender inside of one of her thighs, the leather hitting her skin with a sickening sound as it beat her. The pain was instantaneous and intense, far worse then the spanking she had received. She felt her body twisted the other way by the soldier, the Sergeant catching her other inner thigh, this time higher up, almost touching her pussy as the whip beat her flesh again. She screamed again, felt her body yanked up higher into the air, her back almost all the way off of the bench, her legs spread wide as the soldier positioned her to receive another blow of the whip.
The soldier almost knew what the Sergeant wanted, each time exposing Angela’s body so that the whip could reach the tender and delicate spots that the Sergeant wanted to beat. Her body was pulled up high allowing the whip to tear at her asshole, an inhuman scream torn from her lips. Back down again, this time her legs split almost up the middle, the whip able to seek out her pubes, slapping harshly against her vulva with a loud smack that shook her body. Even her breasts were not spared, a hand under her back forcing her to arch up, her delicate nipples receiving the brunt of the whip. The whip danced across her body, new screams torn from her hoarse voice each time, her body subject to the cruel lash of the Sergeant, enjoying the ways the lash striped her body.
The pain was terrible, Angela wishing she would faint, anything to escape the pain of the leather lash. But the Sergeant wouldn’t let her, making her wait for the next one, the soldier arranging her body for the maximum exposure to the whip, each time the whip hitting new spots, more intimate spots, finally pushing through her pussy lips to attack the opening to her vagina, feeling like the twin leather straps were being shoved painfully inside her.
Christy couldn’t do anything to help her daughter, seeing her cries of pain as the Sergeant beat her, knowing that it would be her turn soon, sure that the General would be administering the punishment. The soldier continued to masturbate her, a vibrating egg shoved deep inside her asshole, buzzing away as another vibrator rubbed back and forth over her clit provoking the most intense orgasm she ever had, her body shuttering as she came over and over again. The egg was pulled from her asshole with a pop, buzzing uselessly on the floor as a long anal probe, a least eight inches of vibrating probe was shoved into her asshole, cramps beginning as it shoved into her colon. A twin vibrator, one buzzing away on her clit, the main shaft shoved deep inside her pussy continued to stimulate her, regardless of how many times she had cum already. It took ten minutes, but the soldier made her cum again, between her legs stuffed with vibrating probes that sent her over the edge. He finally pulled out, the General moving to take her place, Christy afraid of what would happen now.
The Sergeant finally stopped beating Angela, her sobbing continuing as she rolled over onto her side, curling up into a painful ball. He crouched down next to her. “I enjoyed making you scream Angela. Now it is your mothers turn. But I think these soldiers deserve some reward for their efforts. Turn over, let the nice soldiers enjoy your mouth.”
She had no choice, her body a maze of pain, unwilling to even try to defy him. She rolled over onto her back again, one of the soldiers pulling her head back until he stood over her, his cock already out.
“Can I whip her pussy while she sucks cock?” The other soldier was eager to join in.
“Of course, it will inspire Angela to do a good job.” The Sergeant moved over to Christy, her spread body ready to receive his punishment.
All Angela could do was open her mouth, the soldier quickly filling it to overflowing with his rock hard cock, Angela gagging as he already pushed it to deep inside her. She felt her legs being spread again, letting them hang over the edge, bracing for the intense pain she knew was coming. She choked on the cock as it shoved down her throat, at the same time the soldier slapped her pussy with a cat-o-nine whip, the leather straps finding all the hidden places between her legs, her screams muffled by the cock that plugged her throat.
The Sergeant lashed at Christy’s ass and pussy, a leather paddle used to maximize the pain, making sure that he hit her pussy lips with each swing, her screams mixing with the muffled screams of her daughter filling the room. He used the leather paddle, then moved onto the studded paddle when her screams began to die down, the studs inflicting a new intense pain in her sex. He ran the studs up and down her slit, making her feel the harsh metal studs rubbing her delicate sex. He returned to paddling her, the sickening thud as it made contact with her body ringing out in the room.
Angela suffered under the whipping of her pussy until the soldier finally unleashed his load of cum into her waiting mouth, filling her cheeks to overflowing with his hot cum, the other soldier stopping the whipping long enough to strip naked. As soon as one cock was pulled from her mouth, the other assumed the position, shoving his thick cock into her throat without any preliminaries, the other soldier eager to whip her pussy to keep her compliant. For two long minutes, the young soldier couldn’t wait any longer she suffered under the whipping and oral rape until she was filled with another load of hot cum, quickly joining the first to fill her stomach with the vile load.
Christy al
most passed out, the Sergeant taking a whip to her now, slicing her with it up and down, making sure that the whip lashed between her lips to strike her most tender skin, even slapping the whip against her asshole. She didn’t think she would last much longer, her body now a mass of pain. He finally stopped, seeing them bring her daughter over to the punishment bench, securing her into it along side of her. She didn’t fare much better, cum still dripping from her mouth, her body a mass of red welts. She looked up, two lines formed in front of them, the Sergeant in front of Angela.
“Time to service the men,” he laughed. He hefted his giant cock and placed it against Angela’s swollen asshole, feeling her cringe in pain as he did. “Grip my cock with your asshole real tight or it will be back to the bench with the both of you.” He shoved in, tearing a scream from Angela’s lips as he buried his cock inside her swollen asshole in a single plunge, feeling her colon gripping his huge member.
The General spurred on by the Sergeant, fucked his cock into Christy’s asshole, hoping to make her scream as Angela did, successful as her whipped asshole suffered the painful sodomy.
It took an hour before they had serviced all of the men, a few including the Sergeant taking them twice, cum dripping from all of the orifices, their pussies and asshole swollen and red from the repeated rapes. They could barely stand as they were led away to their cells, the General laughing. “Tomorrow you will both fight for my cock in bed or it will be the bench for you.”
Chapter Nine - Rescued
Christy and Angela were put into separate cells, allowed to bathe, washing the cum and sweat from their bodies before sinking into a sleep, exhausted from the rape by the soldiers. They were allowed to sleep during the day, a welcome reprieve from the rape and torture of the previous days and nights. They were surprised when they were given a good meal, and the men keeping clear of them. It was already getting dark when the soldiers came for them finally, Angela first, the Sergeant doing the duty.