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Marine Sex Slave


Part One


Casey was elated as she dumped her luggage beside her bunk. After hearing
about life in the marines all her life, she was finally going to be a part of it.

She looked down the long row of bunk beds in the narrow barracks.

Unlike normal trainees, she and half a dozen other young women were being
brought into a platoon sized group that had already been in training for several
weeks. She and the others, already knew enough of the beginning work from
summer training they had undertaken before this.

Casey herself had been a military cadet for almost eight years now, since she
was ten. She hid the smug grin that threatened to come to her face at the
thought of missing the beginning weeks of gruelling training the others had
been exposed to.

She ran a hand through her short blonde hair.It had already been in a loose
pageboy cut before the marine barber had cut it even shorter. She still thought
it looked cute. After all, it wasn't nearly as short as the men got.

She sorted through her gear and began to put it away before they were
inspected. She and the other new girls were being scrutinized closely by the
other young women in the barracks. She expected a certain degree of
resentment towards them, but she figured it was worth it.

The first day was loosely structured, and involved tours of the base and
women's compound, as well as instructions in the base rules and such. She
knew tomorrow would be much more gruelling, but looked forward to it.

Her father was a marine officer and his father before him. Casey had grown up
as a rough and tumble tomboy. Even well into her teen years, while other girls
her age had turned exclusively to boys and fashions, Casey was still engaging
in arm wrestling contests, and spending her days in sports and military
practices. This had disappointed more than a few boys, who's interests were
aroused by Casey's hourglass figure and pert, elfin face.

In truth, she had come to be more and more interested in boys in other areas
besides sports. Strange fantasies often overrode her thinking and lovers
occupied her unwilling dreams. She tried to hide this, though. It irked her that
she had turned into a weak- willed girl, all bumps and curves.

Whenever she saw herself naked, she was exasperated by the confusion in
her head between arousal and excitement at the smooth, shapely figure she
possessed, and irritation at that selfsame form.

The attentions of the boys infuriated her. She found it horribly embarrassing
when they made remarks about her firm oversized breasts and tight, rounded
behind.

She tried to hide both underneath long, heavy sweaters, but few boys were
fooled. She had accepted a few dates, out of curiosity and suppressed desires.
They had usually ended in embarrassment and outrage as the boy slid a hand
up under her skirt to touch her between the legs, or darted his hand under her
sweater to squeeze her breasts.

What was more, after she'd gone home, she would often catch herself
imagining what would have happened had she allowed it, and thinking back
wistfully to the feel of the electricity that shot through her body when a boys
hand touched it.

Anyway, she thought, she wouldn't have to worry about all that confusion here,
that was one of the reasons she'd joined the Marines. And though he had
discouraged her, Casey was sure her father was proud of her being accepted.

She was leaning over her footlocker, carefully arranging her gear inside when
a hand slid between her legs and squeezed her groin in a tight grip. She
yelped and twisted away, falling forward across the footlocker. Harsh laughter
erupted from around her. She scrambled angrily to her feet, only to be pushed
backwards again, tumbling to the floor.

"Who said you get could up pussy?" a nasty voice taunted.

She looked up at a large black girl, at least six feet tall, standing at her feet.
She was a year or two older than Casey.

"You touch me again and I'll report you!" Casey cried.
A look of anger came over the girl's face. She seemed to turn away, then
swivelled. Her booted foot lashed out and kicked Casey directly in her crotch.

She gasped, and doubled over in pain, gripping herself. Several girls knelt
around her. Caseys's arms were pulled behind her and her upper body bent
over backwards by someones grip in her short hair. The black girl jumped
down next to her and grinned nastily at her position.

She reached forward and cupped Casey's right breast in her hand squeezing
and twisting it sharply. Casey cried out and trembled against the pain.

"You try reporting anything around here, slut, and you'll be dead!" the girl
hissed, giving her breast a final vicious twist before letting it go, and moving
away. The other girls let her go as well, moving off with the black.

A small brunette stepped around her and looked down with a nasty grin.
"She's right, honey. Karen runs this place and don't you forget it."

Casey lay on the floor for several seconds holding her hurting breast in her
hand and fighting down the tears struggling to erupt.

A few minutes later, the sergeant came into the barracks for inspection,
chewing out almost everyone for the quality of their cleaning or whatever.
Casey didn't say anything. She knew the others were right about one thing,
nobody liked a snitch, and she could expect worse trouble if she reported the
incident.

Not long after dinner, they all went to bed, for an early day tomorrow. Casey
slept soundly. Sleeping in a barracks wasn't new to her. She woke up once,
hearing cries coming from somewhere, but they died down quickly and she fell
asleep again.

When she woke once more it wasn't because of sounds. She felt strange, and
smelled something terrible. She sniffed, wrinkling her nose at the pungent
aroma. She jerked her covers aside and found several rotten eggs had been
dumped inside with her, she was covered with spoiled, syrupy egg yolks.

She cursed, looking around the silent barracks for the black girl, but not seeing
her. She got out of bed, and yanked her covers off, replacing them with spares
from her footlocker, then padded down the quiet row of beds to the showers.
She muttered evil curses as she stripped out of her underwear and stepped
into the shower. This was a part of things though, not at all unusual, and she
figured, something she'd have to put up with for a couple of weeks at least.
She ducked her head under the shower, to clear the last of the soap out.

Suddenly an arm slid around her throat and she was jerked backwards out of
the shower. She felt her body pulled tightly against another naked woman, as
her right arm was pulled behind her and held painfully in place.

Her eyes flew open and saw the same black girl as earlier, along with half a
dozen other women, standing in a loose semi circle around her.

She struggled against the girl holding her, but became aware quickly that the
girl was much larger than her. Casey cursed her female weakness and short
size. Even for a girl she was short, her head felt pillowed against the other girls
breasts.

"Hello pussy." Karen said with a smirk.

"What do you want?" Casey gasped.

"I want you, sweety." the girl leered.

The arm around her neck tightened, pulling her half off the floor and strangling
her as the black moved forward. Her lips came down on Caseys and mashed
against her. Casey fought down nausea as the woman's tongue jabbed in
between her gasping lips and into her mouth, twisting around there.

Casey bit down on it, making the girl jump back with a cry. Casey struggled
against the arms holding her,trying to break free.

"You shouldn't have done that." a voice said next to her ear.

The black kicked out again, driving her foot into Casey's lower abdomen, just
above her pubic bone. The kick drove all the air out of Casey's lungs and she
gasped, fighting to get air back into her tortured lungs. The black girl stepped
forward, and smashed her knee up into Caseys crotch.

Casey's world exploded into pain. Unbelievable agaony doubled her over,
causing her to retch, almost throwing up The arm around her neck jerked
back, snapping Casey back upright where she hung, helpless and limp.
Her arms hung uselessly at her sides and her legs were so rubbery that the
only thing that kept her standing was the arm around her neck. Slowly and
deliberately, the black stepped back and brutally kicked her crotch again.
Once, twice, three times.

"Turn her over!" Karen said angrily.

Casey's was twisted around and forced to her knees and another girl moved to
help the one holding her. She was bent forward, her head held against a girl's
side, her arms locked way up behind her neck.

She couldn't move at all. Just as she opened her mouth to scream, a thick
dirty rag was shoved into her mouth, and tied in place.

She was in a furious state of pain and rage, struggling hopelessly against the
arms holding her. She had never felt so utterly degraded and humiliated in her
life, as the girls stood behind her making leering obscene remarks about her
ass and lightly furred pussy slit.

Then she heard a hiss, and a sudden explosion of pain erupted from her
buttocks as a belt was brought down against them. She screamed into the rag
as the belt whirred through the air and lashed down across her buttocks again.

She heard the awesome crack of the belt, smashing into her wet ass cheeks
as it hit. The sound merged with another explosion of raw, blinding hot pain
from her buttocks.

"You want to be a bad girl, we'll show you what happens." Karen taunted.

The belt swished down again, and then again, and then again, lashing across
her buttocks with unrelenting and vicious thoroughness. Her ass cheeks
burned with fiery pain as Casey jerked forward with each blow.

She felt a hand on her head, patting her as if in comfort as the cruel beating
went on. She struggled against the buildup of tears in the corners of her eyes,
determined that, despite the humiliation, and pain, she would not cry like some
sissy girl.

The repeated crack of the whip impacting on her buttocks filled the room every
few seconds, until the black girl finally tired, and laid down the belt.
Casey shuddered and bit down on the rag in her mouth. Her ribs rising and
falling rapidly as she tried to cope with the pain.

A hand in her hair jerked her head up as Karen squatted down in front of her
and grinned smugly.

"You starting to get the picture, pussy? I run things around here, and the
sooner you learn the better."

She punched Casey in the head three more times. Casey had already been
so brutalized that, even though each punch snapped her head back, the only
sound she could make was a piteous gurgle each time the fist smashed into
her. The black stood up, moving around to her rear again. She felt hands on
her legs, forcing them apart, and then another hand cupped her pubic mound.

Casey whimpered into the rag as the hand rubbed and squeezed her
cuntmound gently, then a single finger slid along the slit and pushed inside.
Casey jerked against her holders in fear as the finger twisted up into her virgin
hole.

Laughter sprang up all around her as the finger slid in and out. Casey felt her
face redden in degradation and shame. Then she heard shouts of
encouragement.

She couldn't move her head around to see behind her but abruptly she felt a
tremendous pressure, and a horrible pain at her crotch, as something large,
and unrelenting was jammed against her tight, little pussy opening.

It pushed harder, crushing her pussy lips, and shoving inside her. She twisted,
and jerked against the hands holding her as burning pain erupted in her groin
and then spread deep inside her belly. Hands gripped her hips, as the thing
was thrust against her cuntal canal with brutal force.

She felt her cuntlips spread and spread as the intruder smashed aside her
cunt walls and drove down into her soft warm belly. Deeper and deeper it
went, crashing through her tight cunt walls with hardly a pause, filling her cunt
tube with its cold fullness.

Casey could hold out no more, this final horror brought her to the edge of
mental collapse, and tears rolled out of her eyes.

She felt the thing tear in and out of her bleeding crotch, ripping a tunnel for
itself. It drove deeper and deeper with each powerful lunge, until she felt the
rounded head jam up against the back wall of her cunt tube.

Still the thing jabbed in and out, crashing against her cervix repeatedly,
bringing waves of shocking pain racing through the girl's body.

"Like our cock, blondie?" a voice taunted.

The thing was pulled all the way back and Casey moaned in gratitude as it
pulled free of her tormented love tunnel. Then her head was forced back and
she looked directly into The black girls crotch. She was wearing a kind of
halter, or strap, holding a long thick dildo between her legs.

Casey gasped in horror to see the object of her defilement. It was at least ten
inches long, and terribly wide.

"Kiss my cock, slut girl!" Karen taunted.

The dildo was shoved up against Casey's lips, and her gag pulled out. Casey
opened her mouth to scream only to have the dildo ram forward into her
mouth. She gagged on the horrible acid taste of the rubber cock, clamping her
teeth down, to prevent it from going into her throat.

"Suck the cock, slut girl!" said a voice.

The dildo was yanked free and the gag reinserted as the girl moved around
behind Casey again. She felt the hard rubber press against her slit, then a
muffled shriek erupted from her gagged lips, as the dildo slid down into her
cunt tube again. She felt it drive deeper and deeper, jamming against her
cervix and still pressing harshly.

The cock pulled out again, then slammed forward, crushing her tender cervix
between the hard rubber and her pubic bone. Again the cock slid back, then
raced in. This time she felt the harsh scratching of the girls pubic hair against
her vaginal lips.

"Almost there." she heard her grit.

Then the cock hammered forward, crushing her cervix as the black girl
crammed every inch of rubber cock into the teenager's tight little fuck tube.
Casey could only weep in humiliation and pain as the girls crowed with triumph
at the sight. The black girls hands rubbed up and down Casey's tortured
buttocks, squeezing and fondling them as she laughed in satisfaction. She
pulled the cock back and then humped forward again.

Now that she had broken the last resistance of the little blonde's cunt hole, she
began to fuck into her with smooth regular motions. Her hips moved forward
and back easily, sliding the thick fuck tool in and out of the bleeding hole with
satisfied ease.

She felt a strange tingling in the skin around the thrusting dildo. The feelings
grew and spread down the length of her ravished cunt tube. The girl raping her
slid her hands up Casey's thin sides and down under her chest, fastening on
her thick, swaying breasts which were rocking in time to the back and forth
jerking of Casey's body.

"She sure has nice titties." the girl said. Her hands worked over Casey's tit
mounds, squeezing them relentlessly, until they were aching bags of soreness
mixed with a strange prickling heat.

The warmth and tingling in Casey's loins increased. She felt a strange
yearning, and a rushing flood of sexual heat and passion swarmed over her
body, making her skin flush deeper red and staggering her with its intensity.
Unconsciously her ass pushed back slightly to meet a forward thrust of the
long, thick fuck tool.

She groaned deep in her throat as the erotic carnal desires made her head
throb and sent quivers of gasping delight shooting through her frame.

Her hanging breasts seemed to swell and burn as the girl raping her kneaded
and squashed them The fingers twisted and massaged the vulnerable little
nipples, sending explosions of lust into the little blonde that made her whole
body tremble.

She gasped in horror and delight as the already erect nubs seemed to harden
and lengthen. Her nipples had always been incredibly sensitive, forcing the
tom girl to wear soft girlish silks under her sweaters and sweatshirts lest she
excite herself and bring on horrible fantasies about the boys sitting around her
in class.


Her ass jerked repeatedly as the dildo drilled her pussy. Hot fuck-milk gushed
into her penetrated hole. The girls watched in delight as the thick girl- fucker
emerged from the tight, little blonde furhole coated in thick gooey sex juice.

Casey cringed in embarrassment, but her humiliation was beginning to be
pushed aside by the growing lust engulfing her hapless body. Then her body
seemed to undulate and quiver as an explosion of fiery sexual gratification
blasted through her convulsing frame.

The gag was torn from her face and a damp pussy pushed against her. "Suck
my cunt you little slut!" someone yelled.

The girl kneeling before her, shoved her crotch forward, grinding her pubic
mound against Casey's jaw. Casey opened her mouth, and tentatively thrust
her tongue forward. She tasted the sweet juices from the girl's pussy and
began lapping them up.

The girl grabbed her hair and mashed her groin into Casey's face, demanding
she suck harder. Casey slurped and suckled at the oozing slithole, her tongue
dipping in as deep as it would go, lapping and twisting in the girl's pussy
mouth.

She pulled her tongue out and rasped it over the aroused clitty, bringing a
moan of pleasure from the girl. Casey wiped and ground her tongue over and
over against the sensitive little fold of flesh, rubbing and caressing.

She closed her lips over the clitty as tight as she could, and then hummmed
deeply. The girl yelped and jerked against Casey's face as her clitty vibrated in
time to Casey's mouth.

Then she came, grunting and twitching as her cunt flared with orgasmic
passion, and her clitty sizzled with delight inside the blonde girl's mouth.

She fell backwards, and another girl took her place, jamming her cunt
demandingly into Casey's face. Casey groaned in pleasure as the dildo raced
back and forth in her own pussy, and shoved her tongue forward.

Her mind soared through elation and joy as she orgasmed repeatedly. Her
tongue, stuffed deep in a little brunettes pussy, vibrated like a propeller,
sending the girl shivering into her own cum as her furry slit rubbed over
Casey's face.
Casey felt utterly bewildered and confused as the last spasms trembled
through her body. She had never felt anything like that before, had never felt
such pleasure. Yet it had come in a horrible, humiliating pain filled episode
among these nasty girls. The girl in front of her sighed and moved away.

"It's your turn Robin." Karen said.

"Not me." said the voice of one of the girl's holding Casey.

There was a silence in the room.

"Why not," one of the other girls demanded angrily.

"Because I don't fuckin want to! She aint my type alright!" the voice said
defiantly.

The cock was withdrawn and she was allowed to fall forward onto her belly.
She lay there sobbing and panting from the pain and exertion, her body
covered in sweat, her face in cunt juices.

"Does'nt she look happy." a voice jeered.

"She gives good head." another commented. A hand gripped her hair and
pulled her puffy face up from the floor as Karen squatted next to her.

"Remember blondie, you say anything and your in deep shit." she threatened.

She stood up then kicked Casey in the side, bringing a cry of pain from the girl,
then she laughed and they all walked away.

Casey saw one, a brunette, looking back with a look of apology on her face.

Casey lay there for a long time catching her breath and recovering from her
horrible experience, before dragging herself up off the floor and staggering
back into the shower. She stood there in bewilderment, astonished and
confused at her own lewdness and her body's wanton behaviour.

In all her seventeen years, almost eighteen, she reminded herself, she had
never felt her body so aroused and excited. She groaned, and let the water
pour down on her, washing the cum, and sweat off her body. Her crotch and
ass stung wherever the water touched.



MARINE SEX SLAVE


Part Two


The person who had introduced Casey into the world of sexual passion had
been her Aunt Ruth. Ruth was a lesbian, a woman who Casey had admired
greatly.

Ruth had been unable to control her baser instincts around her niece when
she had come for a visit.

Aunt Ruth had shared her bedroom during her stay. Casey, still the tomboy,
had been eager to learn all about her sophisticated Aunt's life. Aunt Ruth had
been all over the world. She was a Captain in the Air force, and had travelled
extensively.

If her language, and somewhat vulgar jokes and remarks offended her parents
at times, they only made the woman more fascinating to Casey, who reckoned
herself as a cool and tough girl. She had heard that kind of thing before
anyway, heard it every day at school. It was weird hearing an adult talk like
that, but it hadn't bothered Casey.

Aunt Ruth had liked to sleep in the nude. So did Casey in fact, but she had
worn a pair of Pyjamas for the first couple of days that Ruth had shared her
bedroom. She had been intensely interested though, when Ruth had disrobed
each night before bed.

The naked body of the woman had excited Casey for some reason. Aunt Ruth
was so beautiful, and, in the way of most young teenage girls, she thought of
herself as gawky and plain.

Ruth had taken several minutes after stripping to arrange her clothes in the
closets, and do other things before going to bed. Casey had'nt known at the
time that that was deliberate. After the second day, she had decided that she
too could sleep in the raw.

She had watched discretely as Ruth had stripped off and then wandered
around doing this and that.

After Ruth had finally gotten into bed, Casey had yawned and put her book
down. She got up from her desk and with careful nonchalance, had proceeded
to take her own clothes off.

The first two days she had changed in the bathroom. Tonight she simply took
her clothes off right by her bed, while Ruth pretended to ignore her and
examine a magazine.

Her entire body had tingled as she had gotten down to her underwear. She
had to force herself to unsnap her bra and pull it off. She had chickened out at
the last minute, and turned her back to Ruth as she did it though.

She then slipped her bikini panties down her legs. When she had bent over to
slip them off, she had almost fallen down while trying to keep her legs as
tightly closed as possible.

She had placed them on her desk, her hands shaking slightly. She fiddled with
nothings at her desk, keeping her back turned to Ruth, wondering if her Aunt
was staring at her small, shapely buttocks, then finally managed to get up the
courage to turn around and move to her bed.

Turning around exposed her front to Ruth, which sent her pulse racing even
higher. She had'nt been able to tell if the woman was watching her, so intent
was she on avoiding her Aunt's eyes.

She had had to stop herself from racing to her bed and jumping in. Instead she
had casually walked to bed, pulled up the covers and got in.

She had'nt of course known how flushed her skin was, nor how much of a
giveaway her stiffly erect nipples were to the older woman.

Ruth had indeed taken very careful note of her niece's nudity. She watched
from the side of her eyes as Casey had fiddled at her desk. Her eyes opening
wider and her head turning, when the girl had leaned forward once, exposing
her slight pink slit to view.

It had been almost like a game for Casey. To strip and show off her body
before bed. For several nights running, she too had found a number of things
to occupy her attention between undressing and bed. She had gotten less
inhibited and more bold each night.

One night she had stood before the full length mirror, her hands behind her
head, posing. She had brought her hands up behind her head and leaned
back slightly, causing her breasts to jut out.

Though it was hard for her to admit to herself, she felt she looked just as good
as the girl in the mens magazine she had seen in this very same pose the
other night. She had lifted the magazine from the bottom of one of her Dad's
drawers, intrigued by the pictures between the covers.

She batted her eyes at the mirror and pouted her lips in what she thought was
a vampish way. She heard the floorboards creek at the same time as the voice
spoke up. "MMmmmmmmmhhhh Sexyyyyyyy !"

She had jumped in surprise at the sound of Ruth's voice, trying to cover her
nudity with all too thin arms and hands. Even as the embarrassment at being
found in this manner rose to flush her skin red, her belly felt another kind of
heat at Ruth's sudden entry.

She tried to reach for a blanket, as Ruth sauntered towards her. "Oh stop that !
I've seen you before remember !" Ruth snorted, coming over beside her.
"Stand up for your body girl ! Don't cower and hide as if it was something
shameful you didn't want anyone to see !"

Self consciously, Casey had straightened up, pulling her arm away from her
chest and her hand off her pubic mound. Ruth was standing beside her and
she reached over and grabbed Casey's shoulder, pulling her up straighter.

"Well, kid ? What do you think of the ol' bod ?" Think it'l bring the boys running
?" Casey stammered a little, her face still red. "I was just comparing myself to
a pose I saw in one of my Dad's magazines." She braced herself, straightening
her shoulders and throwing out her chest. She turned and faced Ruth.

"What do you think Aunt Ruth ?" Do you think i'm pretty?" Ruth had looked at
her with a strange expression. "Are you kidding ? god, I should look half as
good as you."

Casey stared at her in disbelief. "Come on Aunt Ruth ! You're way prettier than
me !"

"Ha !"
"You are !"

"Oh, I'm Okay ."

"I wish I had a body like yours."

"Look Casey. You have a terrific body and a gorgeous face. What more could
you want ?"

"You don't think I'm too skinny ?" she asked, turning toward the mirror again.
Ruth rolled her eyes and then pulled the t-shirt nightie she was wearing up and
off.

She was sleek and naked underneath. Casey made as if to step back, but
Ruth put her arm around her and drew her close beside her before the mirror.
Almost against her will, Casey's eyes went to the mirror and looked admiringly
at the older woman's body.

She noted again, the high firmness of her aunt's breasts, and the delicate,
graceful tapering of her legs. Her breasts were larger than Casey's and her
hips were a touch wider, but who was perfect ?"

Ruth had pulled her in front of herself and brought her arms around her waist.
What is wrong with this?" she demanded. Suddenly her hands slid up and
cupped Casey's young breasts in her hands. Whats wrong with these ?" Casey
was startled by the intimate contact. Her Aunt's fingers held firmly to the
incredibly tender skin on her breasts.

For the first time, she became aware of Ruth's own breasts, pressing firmly
into her back. She felt the slight ticklishness of Ruth's pubic hair touching her
buttocks. Involuntarily, her breasts began to swell and her nipples to harden.
Ruth noticed right away.

"Aha ! Now you see the way to make them even better looking !" she laughed.
Casey drew in her breath suddenly as Ruth gently, but firmly squeezed both
her breasts several times. Her face turned crimson again, and she tried to pull
away from the close embrace.

Her movements though, were suddenly shaky and weak. She felt like her
pubic hair was stiffening and crackling with electricity, bringing an itch to her
pussy.
Then she felt Ruth's lips on the side of her neck where it joined her shoulders.
Ruth bit softly at the flesh, sucking it into her mouth, and Casey could not
supress a moan of intense excitement and pleasure.

Ruth's body was aroused also, and Casey could feel the stiff nipples, like two
sharp points, pressing into her skin. Ruth kneaded and squeezed her breasts,
tweaking and pinching the now hard little nipples. Abruptly she was swung
around to face her Aunt.

She looked deep into those stunning green eyes, noting with alarm, the
intensety of desire in them for her. Then Ruth leaned forward, kissing Casey's
lips gently, then more forcefully. Casey felt her Aunt's tongue slip past her lips
and join her own tongue, slipping and sliding over it as their lips mashed
together.

Casey had been stunned by the sudden acts. Her mind was dizzy from the
sensations Ruth was bringing out from her breasts, and the deep hot feeling
that was burning in her belly. She didn't know what to do. She knew virtually
nothing about sex. She had heard of girls doing it together, but couldn't
imagine how.

She had done nothing to resist as her Aunt caressed the skin of her back with
her soft fingers, then slid them further down, and cupped her buttocks firmly.
She felt the sensitive skin come alive under her Aunt's gentle fondling, then
gasped as Ruth's hand rubbed deep into the cleavage between her ass
cheeks and down between her legs to cup her pubic mound.

She tried to protest weakly, but Ruth's mouth was over her own. The hand
shot a burst of hot fire up into her belly, and Casey unconsciously pushed back
against it, seeking more. Ruth slid her hand up and down her ass crack,
travelling deep between her legs on the downward journey, and rubbing over
her tender hot slit.

Casey could feel Ruth's tits crushing her own, the nipples of the older woman
rubbing against her own erect buds. The fire in her belly roared higher and
higher, sending waves of pleasure roaring through her brain, and making her
vision blur with multi colored lights.

She leaned back against the edge of a bureau, and Ruth suddenly dropped to
her knees in front of her. She forced Casey's shaky legs apart and pushed her
face up against the soft furry mound of her pubis.
Casey moaned, as Ruth brought her tongue up onto the skin of her groin,
licking up alongside her cunt slit. Ruth ran her tongue all around the slit over
and over, and then suddenly, she shot it right into the middle of the slick oily
cunt slit.

"UUUUUHHHNNNNGGGGHHHHH !!"

Casey grabbed Ruth's head in both hands for support as her body arched
backwards. Her pelvis thrust forward, humping against her Aunt's face as
thumping, throbbing waves of orgasm shot through her body. She shuddered
under the impact and would have fallen if not for Ruth's hands firm hold on her
thighs. Ruth brought her tongue against her clit and licked against it, drawing a
shaken sigh from Casey.

Over and over, Casey gasped with pleasure as her Aunt's tongue slid across
the delicate fold of flesh. Casey shivered and swayed helplessly as a powerful
buildup of sexual tension began to churn through her body.

When Ruth had grabbed her clit between her lips and sucked tightly, furiously,
Casey had jerked and shivered through an even higher orgasm. She had
thrown back her head and grunted mindlessly as she came over and over
again.

Then she remembered sliding down to the rug, her legs collapsing and folding
under her. She found she was on top of Ruth, her weak body splayed over the
woman. Ruth held her head between her hands and raised it up, staring into
her astonished eyes.

She had brought Casey's face down to her own and they had kissed deeply.
Casey had emulated her by running her own tongue into Ruth's mouth. When
Ruth had pushed Casey downward, she had kissed and licked at her Aunt's
neck, shoulders, and then dropped her mouth to suckle and chew on the
woman's breasts and nipples.

She bit and sucked and licked desperately at the hardened pebbly nipples,
wanting to return the pleasure to her Aunt that she had received. Ruth grabbed
her hand and brought it down to the soft fold of brown hair between her legs.

Casey slid her hand over the pubic hair and over the delicate erect clitty. She
rubbed up and down on her Aunt's cunt, drawing sighs and gasps from Ruth.
She could feel the slick slit outlined beneath the damp hair and ran a finger
along the crack.

She pushed against the opening and her finger slid softly into Ruth's body.
She could feel the soft tight walls of Ruth's vagina gripping her finger as she
pushed it deeper. When her knuckles were flat against the lips, she wiggled
her finger around in the tight tunnel, marvelling at the strange feeling it
aroused in her.

She slid the finger out and then pushed two, then three into the crack. She
began pumping the fingers in and out of Ruth's slit, making sure to rub against
the clit at each stroke. Ruth was shoving her groin up to meet each
downstroke and making soft whimpering noises underneath her.

Her eyes had rolled back in her head and her lids were almost shut. "OH GOD
! OOHH YESSS! OOO OOH OOOOOOOGHHH UUUUUUNNH! C...
Caseyeee !!!" Ruth was shaking in orgasm, her body humping against Casey's
fingers.

She grabbed Casey and pulled her to the rug, rolling on top. The two kissed
deeply, running their hands over each other's bodies, both awash in the
sensations of lovemaking. Ruth slid down her body, her hands fixed firmly on
her sweating pulsating breasts, and then pushed her face into her groin.

She sucked and bit on the clit as her hands pawed Casey's tits. In seconds
she had brought Casey to another immense orgasm that send her into writhing
spasms of uncontrollable contortions. She turned Casey over onto her belly,
then pulled her up to her knees.

Casey had been almost completely unaware of what was going on, and too
weak to resist. Her face was flat on the floor, all but covered in stringy sweaty
hair. Ruth had pulled her up into her lap and slid her hand down over her
upturned ass cheeks and into her tight wet crotch.

Casey had felt her palm squeezing her hot slit for a second, and then Aunt
Ruth's middle finger had slid up into her drooling pussy hole. Casey moaned
as the finger sliced apart the walls of her virgin cunt slit and pushed deep into
her body.

Ruth began fucking her, adding two more fingers and sliding them in and out
of the oily hole.
Casey had cried for her to stop, dazed by the bolts of heat and fire that shot
into her brain each time Ruth rammed her fingers into her groin, and hurting
form the strain of the digits embedded in her tight cunt.

The fingers had alternated their speed, first sliding the fingers slowly in and out
of the entrance, not going deep, the pumping the digits in and out rapidly, and
deeply, jerking Casey's body back and forth as she reacted to the stimuli.

Casey came again, the climax sending the blood pounding into her head,
driving all coherent thought from her as she rode the sensations. Her ass
rammed back against her Aunt's plunging fingers trying to force more and
more of them into her cunthole. Ruth had suddenly dropped her and ran over
to the corner, leaving her humping and whimpering on the rug.

Her groin twitched and tingled as her climax began to subside. Ruth jumped
down onto the floor next to her again. Casey had looked up dazedly to see her
Aunt strapping on some kind of a strange panty set, wondering at the long
thick thing that stood straight out from the middle of her crotch.

She rolled Casey over onto her back, and pulled her legs up into the air,
pushing them back and folding them against Casey's chest. Casey did not
resist as she felt herself bent forcefully, her back arched as her ankles were
forced backwards to her head by Ruth's insistent pressure. Ruth positioned
herself in front of Casey's upthrust ass cheeks and positioned the fat thing at
the entrance of Casey's slit.

She began to put pressure on the tightly closed slit. The rounded head of the
instrument forced the slick pubic lips back further and further. Casey
remembered how she groaned as the pain mounted and she tried weakly to
jerk away from it, not really even knowing what was happening.

Ruth had kept up a continuous pressure, forcing the thing down into Casey's
body.

Casey had watched almost fascinated as inch after inch disappeared into the
tight, sucking depths of her oily pink cunt. Casey shuddered against her Aunt,
jerking and twitching as inch after inch slid into her guts.

She felt a sudden sharp pain from within herself, and her arms and hands
flailed around uselessly, slapping at the carpet.

At last, she felt the touch of Ruth's pubic hairs on her own crotch and knew
she had forced the whole thing down into her body. Slowly Ruth began to pull
her hips back, pulling the cock thin up out of the depths of Casey's crotch hole.

She could see her cunt lips pulled outward and clutching tightly at the thing as
it slid out.

When only the head was still inside, Ruth pushed her legs out and let her
whole weight drop down onto Casey. Casey gasped and cried out in pain as
the monster thing rammed down into her belly.

Ruth began to pump her hips in and out. slowly at first, then picking up speed.
She used long deep strokes. fucking Casey brutally.

Casey's ankles were up on her shoulders and she could feel them slapping up
and down as they bounced with the impact of Ruth's harsh fucking.

Casey threw her head back, making gargling moans and grunts. She had
never experienced feelings and sensations like this before.

Her guts felt like they were torn apart inside her and her cunt felt split open.
She had this tremendous feeling of FULLNESS each time Ruth sank that thing
down into her.

She could feel her cunt walls surrounding and gripping the fucking tube, and
her mind was drowned in successive bursts of fiery crackling sex heat. Her
whole groin felt swollen and pulpy from the fucking. She came again, and
again, and again.

Ruth pulled the thing out, and Casey rolled shuddering onto her belly, her
hands trying to go down to her groin. She felt her belly pulled up by her Aunt,
and her knees pushed under, supporting her ass in the air. Ruth was behind
her, and then she felt the thing thrusting back inside her cunt.

Casey groaned and shuddered once more. Her face rubbed back and forth on
the rug as her Aunt fucked her cunt from behind. Ruth grabbed her hips and
began pulling her ass back against the thing as she thrust forward.

She rode a dazed helpless Casey to another climax. She leaned forward and
clutched Casey's breasts where they were rubbing on the carpet.
She squeezed them unmercifully as she came with a tremendous bang,
ramming the thing far up into Casey's cunthole and sending her into another
gasping shuddering climx.

Casey lay soaking in the shower, thinking of that beautiful experience with her
Aunt.

She had been trying to forget it for the last year, trying to pretend she hadn't
had such a powerful, and perverted sexual experience with a woman.
But now, she was forced to admit her own sickness.

Even being raped, her body had responded to the other girls so easily, so
completely, that she wondered if she wasn't doomed to a life of lesbianism.

She discounted her thoughts about boys in light of her bodies obvious
inclinations in the other direction.

What would happen, she wondered, when the Corps found out about her? She
went back to her bunk in a state of misery and fear.



MARINE SEX SLAVE

Part Three


The next morning was spent in a daze. Everything she did was off, as her mind
kept flashing back to yesterday night. Finally she was called over by the
sergeant and balled out for screwing up yet again. She felt frustrated and
angry at her own incompetence and inability to explain her faults.

Suddenly a girl stepped over to her, the tall brunette she remembered from the
other night, whod looked kindly.

"Look kid, just forget it allright." she said, "It's no good worrying on it. Karen
runs things here. As long as you don't cross her again you'll probably be okay."

She recognized the voice as well, as belonging to the girl named Robin, who
had refused to rape her. She said nothing, keeping her eyes downward.

"Look, want me to help you with your shooting?" Robin asked. "Come on
Casey, the sergeants gonna kill you if you don't do something right today." she
grinned.

Casey's desperation for a kind face, overrode her embarrassment and anger
over what the brunette had helped do to her the other night and the two
practised their shooting together.

Casey was actually better than Robin and helped her some. The two ate
together as well, and Casey had almost managed to put the other night behind
her when Karen appeared next to her seat, and ran her tongue over her lips
lewdly.

As evening approached, she felt more and more afraid of what the night would
hold in store. Her breasts and groin were still sore and her mind numbed by
her body's betrayal. She was afraid of what her body would force her to do if
she was attacked again,the continued leers and taunts of the girls all day had
left her in a miserable desperate mood.

She put down her broom, she had been sweeping the barracks, and went next
door to the sergeants office.
The sergeant was going over some paperwork at her desk as Casey walked
in. The first few buttons of her top were unbuttoned, revealing the voluptuous
body beneath.

"What is it Donovan?" the woman asked abruptly as Casey stood at attention
next to her desk.

"I,..I...H...Have a complaint Maam!, I mean Sergeant!" Casey stuttered.

The sergeants eyes narrowed.

"Oh you do do you?" she grunted.

"Yes Sergeant!".

"Well spit it out Marine!"

Casey proceeded to haltingly describe what had happened to her the other
night, leaving out, of course, her own reactions. The sergeant stared at Casey
unspeaking as she revealed the attack, now and then nodding at her to
continue.

When she had finished, Casey stood there, face red, waiting for a response.
Instead the sergeant stood up and walked around the desk to her.

"Come with me." she ordered.

Casey followed her out the door, and down the manicured walkway to the
Lieutenants office.

Dread gripped her as the passed several of her attackers, who stared at Casey
with angry eyes. The sergeant knocked and was ordered in by a rough deep
voice.

She opened the door and motioned Casey inside. The lieutenant was standing
by the window as the two walked stiffly in and stood at attention near her desk.
She looked at the two carefully, then walked over next to them.

The lieutenant was about ten years or so younger than the sergeant, perhaps
twenty five or so. She had a pleasant heart shaped face, with short carefully
cut brown hair, not unlike Casey's.
"Well Sergeant Cummings, what is it?"

"This marine has a complaint Lieutenant Michaels Maam."

The sergeant described Casey's complaint and then ordered her to describe it
again. Casey groaned inwardly and then embarrassedly told her story again.

The lieutenant stopped her at several points, ordering her to expand on some
description or other, which embarrassed the poor little teenager even more.

"What kind of belt did they use on you?" she asked.

When Casey confessed that she didn't really remember the lieutenant ordered
her to strip. Casey gulped and stared at the woman, then at the sergeant.

"Well come on girl." she said with a frown," I want to see what marks were left
from this alleged beating." Casey slowly unzipped the green overalls she was
wearing, and pulled it to the ground. She stepped out of it then looked at the
women, hoping that would be good enough.

"The rest girl!" the sergeant barked. Casey unclipped her thick, marine issue
bra, then slid her panties over her hips and down her legs, to stand naked. Her
body flushed in embarrassment as she stood nude, before the two older, fully
clothed women, who studied her body closely.

The lieutenant walked around her and Casey jumped as she felt her warm
hands slide over her rounded buttock.

"Hmmmm,... I do see marks here. Sergeant. What does this look like to you?"
The two of them stood behind Casey studying her behind, and the slight
discoloured marks left by the belt.

"Phhhaaaaa,...She probably got that by falling down or something." the
sergeant said dismissingly.

"She says they raped her with a dildo too." Michaels said.

"Bend forward girl and spread your legs."

Casey grit her teeth against the embarrassment and complied.
She jerked slightly as she felt a finger slide along her tightly closed slit, and
flick over her clitty.

"I don't see any damage here." the Lieutenant said.

She walked around in front of the girl and motioned her erect.

"Frankly, I don't believe you private Donovan." she glared.

"I think your just a lazy troublemaker, trying to get special attention."

"B...but Maam...!"

"Speak when your told Marine!" the sergeant roared, shutting her up.

"Now look, Donovan." the lieutenant put her face right next to Casey's,"
There's enough goddamned talk of lesbians in the services without this kind of
shit. Every time one of us, "she motioned to Sergeant Cummings and herself,
"turns down some horny guy, they whisper that we marine women are all
dykes and queers."

"If you mention this again, without evidence or witnesses, to back it up, I'll see
you spend the next five years of your enlistment in the stockade!"

"Do you understand me!?" she demanded.

Casey trembled and then nodded, disheartened.

That evening was like a nightmare to Casey. Every movement and noise
made her jump as the hours counted down to lights out. Finally the sergeant
ordered everyone undressed with the ten minute warning before lights out.
Casey undressed to her underwear, then got carefully into bed, eyeing the girls
she recognized from the other night carefully.

The lights went out, plunging the room into darkness. Casey's eyes remained
wide open, determined to stay awake all night if necessary. She clutched her
covers against her as the silence filled her with dread.

She gasped as shadows appeared above her. A hand shot down and covered
her mouth as her limbs were seized in several strong grips and she was
yanked out of the bed.
She struggled and screamed into the gloved hand over her mouth as she was
carried into the middle of the room.

Suddenly the lights went on. She saw that almost all the girls in the barracks
were sitting upright in their beds, watching. She almost groaned in relief, but it
was short-lived.

"This little bitch is a troublemaker!" Karen yelled.

There was a chorus of agreement from the other girls around them.

"We're gonna show the little bitch what happens when somebody goes to the
Sergeant and Lieutenant about us, and makes us look bad." A dirty rag was
shoved into Casey's mouth and her wrists were pulled up above her, as she
was pushed against a thin wooden pillar in the middle of the room.

Her clothes were torn off her, first her top, revealing her high, full breasts, then
her panties, pulled slowly down her legs to reveal her sparse muff. The other
girls laughed and taunted her, yelling abuse and obscene comments, many of
which evoked laughter and agreement.

A large breasted brunette was fooling around with something above her head,
and Casey soon felt tight bindings fastened around her wrists. As the girls
holding her wrists high let go, she jerked resignedly against the bindings,
which held her arms high above her head so she was almost on her toes.

One of the girls, a tall blonde, put her hand on Casey's back to push her chest
out, which was greeted by laughter and more comments about Casey's
breasts.

She twirled the captive teen around so the room could see her rounded
buttocks, and then turned her again, as the room laughed and cackled in
laughter. Casey was horrified at her obscene position.

Though some of the girls seemed quiet, and unhappy, at least half were yelling
raucously, and crowing with laughter.

"Show the little whore!!" they cried.

Karen leaned forward and lowered her face quickly, her lips engulfing Casey's
left nipple, and her mouth sucking voraciously.
The room erupted in laughter, which heightened when the black girl bit down
viciously, sending Casey into a squirming fit of desperation as she tried to pull
her stinging nipple away from the sharp teeth.

Tears began to dribble out of the blonde teenagers eyes as she collapsed
inwardly from the humiliation and hopelessness of the predicament. This was
quickly noticed and caused further delight amongst the crowd of girls.

"Turn her around and lets give her something to really cry about."

There was a chorus of agreement and Casey was once again turned toward
the pillar. The tight bindings bit into her skin and were cutting off circulation to
her hands as they held her helpless against their attentions. Then she heard
the crowing and laughing die down.

Suddenly a kind of swishing sound filled the air. Just as Casey recognized it
from the previous night, a loud crack echoed throughout the room as a thin,
but heavy belt smashed against her back. Casey screamed into the rag, as the
belt slashed down over and over again.

There were few other sounds in the barracks as the other girls watched in awe.
The belt arced down against the smooth white skin of the little blonde,
snapping viciously down against Casey's back, shoulders, and buttocks,
leaving red welts, and screaming hot pain in their wake.

She shuddered and trembled with each blow, her body smashing against the
pillar repeatedly. Splinters from the rough wood dug into the tender flesh of her
stomach and breasts, while tears streamed down her face.

Some of the blows were so harsh the teenager was driven off her feet, to hang
helplessly by her wrists for several seconds. Her back was already so
inflamed by pain that new blows hardly mattered for more than a second or
two.

By the time Karen gave the order to stop, Casey was hanging by her wrists,
her agonized body no longer able to support her weight as the blows rained
down against her. Her back and buttocks were red with criss crossing red
welts where the belt had landed.

Karen moved next to her and grasped a handful of short yellow hair between
her black fingers.
Casey groaned almost unconsciously as her head was jerked backwards.

"You learned your lesson cuntpad?" she hissed. Casey could only moan
unintelligibly through her pain and the gag.

"I don't think she has." Karen said to the room.

She stood back and took the belt from the brunette holding it. THWACK! The
belt slashed down against Casey's right buttock, sending her hip crashing into
the pillar again.

CRACK! Many of the girls flinched as the force of the blow on her back
smashed Casey forward again.

"Turn the little slut around!" Karen ordered.

The brunette and a slim redhead, quickly moved the dazed girl so her back
was against the pillar. Her wrists were crossed far above her head and small
drops of blood could be seen trickling from under the ropes that held her.

THWAACCKKK !!

Several girls gasped as the belt slashed down across the middle of Casey's
left breast.

It seemed to separate the meaty pillow in two for an instant, then as it
withdrew, the breast bounced and jiggled as a dark angry red line appeared
directly across the centre.

Casey's brain reeled under this new pain. Her body was flung backward, her
tailbone smashing into the pillar with bruising impact.

THWACKK !... THWACK !.... THWACKKK !

The belt cracked down against Casey's tender, rounded meat orbs, leaving
them bruised, and reddened, with horrible red welts.

"Spread her legs apart." Karen said.

The two girls eagerly complied, each pulling aside one of the girl's wobbly
weakened limbs, opening up her groin.
Casey was practically unconscious by now, as Karen slid the belt back, then
lashed it forward at a side angle. The belt slashed upward directly into Casey's
crotch, impacting with a loud dull thud against the girl's furry slit.

Even through the gag every girl in the room heard the horrible agonized cry as
Casey was thrown backwards and up off her feet by the brutal blow.

Karen and several others grinned, while most of the girls cringed. Karen
slammed the belt up again, then again. Each time sending the dazed girl into a
twitching jerking dance of agony and pain.

Finally Karen stopped. The blonde was in a stupor, almost hanging completely
by her wrists. A girl stepped forward and waved smelling salts beneath her
nose, making Casey jerk her head back quickly.

"Since the little slut doesn't like getting it up the cunt, we're gonna show her
another way to have fun." Karen called out. Karen stripped and donned the big
dildo harness, then walked toward Casey. The dildo was pointed upward, and
bounced slightly as the black girl moved behind her.

Casey's body was pushed outward, her beaten breasts thrusting up and to the
sides as Karen slid her hands over them. Karen's fingers fondled Casey's
breasts, squeezing and kneading the aching flesh not unkindly. Her hands slid
downward across Casey's belly and down into the V of her crotch, to cup her
pubic mound.

A single finger slid up inside the girl, sending her ass jerking backwards.
Casey felt the hardened length of the dildo running up between her buttocks as
it lay up between the two girls. Karen's hand slid around her right thigh and
lifted her leg sideways and up off the floor.

"Lets see how you like this bitch." she cackled.

Casey groaned in fresh pain as he rounded head of the dildo pushed against
her crinkled little anal opening with greater and greater force. Lubricated by her
sweat the slippery rubber shoved aside Casey's sphincter and thrust far up into
the defenceless girl's asshole.

Karen humped her body forward, driving the rubber cock higher and deeper
into the defenceless girl's anus. Casey felt the rigid rubber going far up into her
guts, then ramming against the end of her ass tube insistently.
She cried anew, and whimpered pitiful small noises into the gag, as the cock
rammed up against her guts again and again. Finally she felt the crinkly hairs
of Karen's pussy against her ass cheeks as the dildo was driven all the way up
inside her belly.

"You got it all little slut!" Karen hissed, lunging forward again, to ram the end of
the cock into the blonde's guts again and again.

Some of the other girls began to find their cunts growing slippery and warm at
the sight of the two. Karen dropped Casey's leg back to the floor. Casey
gasped as all her weight was brought down on the dildo and she was impaled
by the brutal instrument.

She struggled to stand but was hampered by Karen's clutching hands which
kept her legs forced apart. She was forced to shove her ass back against the
black girl to keep her toes on the floor.

A girl moved forward and took a picture then, as Karen humped her hips
forward, digging the fake cock way up into the blonde's tortured anus.

Casey was bent like a bow. Her arms stretched above and behind her and
balanced precariously on her toes. Her ass was pushed back against Karen
and her chest shoved out. Karen held her hips tightly and humped upward with
short vicious thrusts of her hips.

Her hands slid up onto Casey's tits again, squeezing tightly, then one worked
down between the blonde's legs, and slid two fingers up into her twat. Karen
finally tired and pulled out.




MARINE SEX SLAVE

Part Four



They untied Casey then and pulled her into the centre of the room. She was
throw onto the polished wooden floor on her belly and her arms and legs
spread wide.

A brunette named Sandra dropped between her legs and pushed the end of
the dildo into the tortured anus. She thrust forward and down, working the hole
bigger, then she humped her hips forward and jammed the whole thing down
into the blonde girl's rectum.

She lay on top of Casey and then, she laughed, dropping her entire weight
onto Casey's body, crushing her to the floor and jamming the dildo way down
inside her asshole. Casey's arms and legs flopped against the wooden floor
and her body seemed to tremble as the hard rubber forced its way into her
guts.

Casey was helpless to do anything but moan and whimper, as Sandra gave
several rapid humps with her lower body, pounding the dildo in and out of the
little round hole.

Casey's tender abused, pain filled tit orbs were mashed against the floor as
Sandra hammered the dick down. Casey felt agony deep inside her belly as
the dildo thumped into the end of her asshole and ground repeatedly against it.
Casey felt the itchy scratching of Sandra's thick brown pubic hair between her
parted ass cheeks as the dildo forced deeper still.

She cackled. "It's way up in your guts sluthole!" She covered Casey's body
with her own, rubbing her pointed titties into the blondes welt covered back.
Casey could feel the hardened little black nipples dig into her skin as Sandra
sighed and undulated her body so her groin fucked the dildo in and out of the
tight asshole encasing it.

She gripped the blonde's hair in both hands and jerked her head way up and
back, then lunged forward, kissing, then biting deep into the side of the smaller
girl's neck. She bit until she tasted blood and then sucked voraciously, loving
the taste.
Sandra dropped the blonde's head then pushed herself up on her two hands
and feet so she was not touching Casey at all. She began to energetically
swing her hips down and in, thrusting the dildo in and out of Casey's asshole
with long, deep strokes.

Then she grunted and pulled the slick rubber out of he girl's asshole
completely, rising and taking off the harness. Everyone gathered around could
see Casey's wide open asshole as her abused sphincter muscle refused to
adjust to the emptiness. The lithe redhead donned the gear and knelt between
Casey's legs then.

She placed the tip of the dildo against the open anus and lunged forward,
driving it deep into the blonde girl's rectum once again. She lay atop Casey,
her hands sliding under and squeezing the blonde's titties and sliding down
between her legs to cup and fondle the furry cunthole. She bounced atop the
girl, humping the dildo in and out of the tightly squeezing anus.

With Casey's mind numbed and blurred, her helpless, confused body began to
react to the deep petting and fondling, sending lubricant down into the empty
clutching cunt tube, and fighting to pump blood into her constricted tit mounds.

After about five minutes, the redhead got up and the Brunette who had
whipped Casey, fucked the rubber cock down into the rounded opening. Casey
heard her gurgling with delight.

Casey could feel the girl's thick soft meat orbs squashing and rubbing against
the skin of her back, as the brunette humped energetically. Her own tortured
milk sacs were swelling by the second, her hardened nipples scratching
against the wooden floor, excited outrageously by the continued mashing and
squishing of the delicate sensitive meat.

A tall blonde took the brunettes place, and then an oriental girl with short dark
hair and a round moon face. The oriental jammed her hips against Casey's
buttocks to get the dildo as far in as possible, then she gripped the blonde's
hips in her strong fingers and bounced her lower body against Casey's ass.

The dildo head banged rapidly against the end of her ass tube, bringing
repeated grunts of pain from the blonde. Mixed with the pain though were the
shooting sensations of heat as the dildo rushed in and out of her body, rubbing
its fat head around in her belly.
The oriental girl got off and was replaced by a large black girl who gripped
Casey's hips in a grip of steel, lifting her lower body up off the ground into a
kind of kneeling position.

Her ass was up in the air but her head and shoulders were still on the floor, as
the black girl slammed her hips forward and back, raping the teenagers
asshole with furious, brutal thrusts.

The black girls hips and groin smashed and slapped against Casey's
widespread crotch, stimulating her tortured pussy meat with each impact,
helplessly, hopelessly, the brutal sodomizing drove the little blonde deeper and
deeper into an uncontrollable sexual torpor.

Her tits seemed to radiate heat, and she longed to have someone suck and
squeeze them. Her cunthole seemed vacant and yearned for a hot cock.

The black girl pulled out and another girl took her place, then another, then
another. All the while Casey was driven quietly mad. The repeated
stimulations of her cunt and titties drove her every upward without any release
as her cunt screamed to be filled.

She thought that at any moment her cunt lips would open up and suck the
current raper inside. Her brain was frazzled and despairing as the girls raped
her asshole one after another. Five, ten, fifteen, twenty, twenty-five, thirty.

She didn't think it was possible to be so hypersensetively excited. Every nerve
in her body jangled and shrieked in need of release. Her asshole was a raw
reddened sore from the continued sodomy, yet her cunt went unfulfilled.

"OKay Robin, your turn." "Uhh Uhhnn." The other girls stared. Karen held the
dildo out to her with a hard flat look on her face.

"Take this and fuck the little bitch now or we'll do you next!" she gritted. Robin
gulped then resignedly pulled her panties off then took the tool and slipped it
on. She knelt behind Casey, then instead of sticking the dildo up her asshole,
shoved it deep into her cunt.

Casey jumped as if electrocuted. Her ass slammed back and a deep howl of
satisfaction and ecstasy roared through the gag. The dildo slammed up into
her belly as an orgasm of overwhelming proportions screamed through her
brain.
Her chest shot up off the ground, her back slamming into Robin's titties as she
shoved herself back onto the rubber prong and cum gushed down her tube.

Several of the girls watched her cum with astonishment. Casey writhed and
shivered and trembled in an orgiastic frenzy, her ass jerking against the cock
inside her.

Robin held her against her chest, her arms around Casey's belly and chest.
She studied the girl in surprise, then a slow smile crept onto her face. She
humped forward, pumping the cock into the little blonde's sopping cunthole.

Her hand slid up and squeezed one of Casey's outrageously stimulated
breasts, sending blinding waves of release shivering through the girl's frame.
Repeated grunts of contentment and satisfaction emanated from the
teenager's mouth as her eyes closed tightly and her head pulled back.

Her ass continued to jerk against the pumping cock, continued to ride the
instrument of torture and pleasure. Exquisite surges of rapturous sensations
poured through her body as she writhed against Robin's embrace, grinding her
buttocks back into the brunette's groin.

Little grunts and gasps of astonished pleasure emanated from her wide open
mouth, and drool dribbled down her chin and onto her outthrust tit mounds.
Her hands shot down into her crotch and grasped the thick rubber cock in
shaky twitching fingers as she humped against it.

Then she cried out in delirious happiness and thrust her crotch back onto the
cock with furious pounding strokes that impaled her tight blonde pussy on the
fat fuck spike. She gave one last tremendous gasp and then shot into
unconsciousness.

The next day her asshole ached and stung from the abuse it had been given.
She couldn't sit down without wincing.

She spent the morning in a daze, unable to look up at anyone lest she meet
the eyes of one of the girls who'd raped her the other night. Several times she
nearly broke down in tears at the remembered outrage and humiliation.

She knew she couldn't stand another night like that, and knew that she had
become a kind of toy for the hard core dykes like Karen.
When the opportunity presented itself she jumped into the back of a delivery
truck leaving the base, and hid amongst some empty boxes and crates.

The truck had hardly been moving for five minutes when it stopped. The flap
was pulled up and a soldier's face peered inside. He glared at her and
motioned her out.

She was led across the field to the stockade, where two enormous MP's were
waiting. They handcuffed her again, and then took her out of the jail to a
waiting jeep.

They delivered her to the provost marshals office where two officers greeted
her with narrowed eyes and flat looks.

She was stripped again, this time not even complaining, so tired and resigned
was she. Her wrists were engulfed by thick leather ties, and then she was
hauled up into the air.

Her ankles were similarly tied, so that once she was a couple of inches off the
floor, the leather bindings on her ankles began to resist the upward pressure
on her wrists until her body was drawn as taught as a bow. She was hanging in
the air, just above the floor, in a perfect X shape, her arms and legs
spreadeagled.

"Private Donovan, we don't like troublemakers in the ranks here." said the
captain. He was a beefy man of middle years, with dark brown hair in a crew
cut. He smoked a thick cigar that made the entire room reek.

The woman next to him was a Lieutenant. She had long black hair, much
longer than regulations usually permitted in fact. It hung straight down her back
and over her shoulders.

She was very tall, almost six feet, with deep green eyes in a thin, lean face.
Her body was almost Voluptuous, her hips wide, her breasts big and high.

"Perhaps it's time you learned just what this base is for Donovan." the captain
said. He puffed on his cigar and walked over to stand just in front of her
looking down.

"There is only one kind of Marine, Donovan," he said," and you aint it! There
are no female marines." Casey raised her head in confusion.
"There are some split tails, who are dressed up like marines, and call
themselves marines in public, but they aint marines baby. We bring in little
split tails like you to keep morale up for our officer corps.

We give you a pretty uniform, and let you stay on the base, and in areas where
family are'nt allowed, but your only purpose is to serve the officers your
assigned to."

He slid his fingers through her hair, then tightened them and pulled her head
up to face him as he drew in close.

"Your a little fuck wad! You know what that is? Your here for fucking and
sucking and nothing else, except maybe a little dictation and typing and shit
like that."

She stared at him in shock.

He pushed her head back and walked away.

"We expect you to be highly disciplined. To do what your told, when your told,
and not ask any questions or complain." he said.

He strode back to her and stood a foot or so away looking her up and down.

"Look at you. Fucking is what you were made for, what God designed you for!
You can have a good life with the corps. We treat our tarts right, here!" But,
you must be disciplined. Your already behind the rest of your class."

He walked around behind her, and she felt his hand sliding up and down her
ass cheeks. His hand covered her ass completely.

"We know, from your reactions in the shower,and last night in the barracks,
that you are a hot piece of fucking material." he said

Casey's mouth opened in surprise.

"You didn't think we knew?" he laughed.

His hand moved off her ass and he came around in front of her to grin down
at her.

"The girls were all part of the program Donovan,"

"You can't escape Donovan. If you do, you'll find a warrant out on you for
murder, treason, whatever the hell we want, and nobody would believe you for
a second, anyway."

He gestured toward the lieutenant behind him.

"This is Lieutenant Caldwell, she'll be your training officer. After you leave
here, you'll be trained in all the necessary arts to make a marine officer happy.
She'll also teach you to be obedient."

Casey hardly heard him, her stunned brain was reeling from the information,
and from the horrifying realization that she was to be little more than a
prostitute, a sex slave for some marine officer or officers, who would do
whatever they wanted with her body!

The lieutenant stepped forward, and moved over to a table not far from where
Casey was hanging. "First we will teach you the imprudence of attempting to
escape." he said, sitting himself down on a chair a few feet away.

The lieutenant brought thin, black wires up from the table, each was attached
to a machine and had little copper alligator clips on the end. The lieutenant
pushed one of the clips over her right nipple and closed it.

Casey gasped in pain as the clip bit tightly into her nipple. She bit her lip to
keep from crying out loud as the nipple was pinched outrageously. The
lieutenant then attached the other clip to her left nipple, causing a new flareup
of stinging pain.

"The only way you little bitches can learn anything is with a good dose of
pleasure and pain." the captain said, " We'll give you some good hard cock, to
teach you pleasure, and a here we'll show you some pain."

The woman pulled another little wire over and then slid it downwards to her
crotch. Casey cried out in a short yelp of pain as it tightened on her clitoris.

Her arms and legs were so tightly held that she was completely unable to
move, only her fingers, and toes twitched to show the pain the clips gave her.

"All right, Melonie, begin." the captain ordered.
For a second, Casey felt a tingling in her crotch, then she thew back her head
and screamed as her cunt exploded in burning heat. Her pelvis shook and
vibrated as hundreds of volts of electricity shot into her clitoris.

The pain stopped as abruptly as it had started, and Casey collapsed inwardly,
then suddenly fire seared burned into her nipples. Her chest shuddered, and
her breath locked in her lungs as her tits bounced and flopped in agony.

"Starting to get the picture Casey?" the captain asked, matter of factly. We
won't mark your body, but we will show you that it belongs to us now." he
nodded at the lieutenant, and Casey screamed again as her cunt and tits
exploded together.

Her head jerked and swayed as the bolts of electricity shot into her body. They
drove the air from her lungs, so she couldn't even scream, but only whimper
and gasp with desperate choking sounds.

The lieutenant alternated the shocks, sometimes in the tits, sometimes the clit,
or sometimes just one tit. Each time Casey was stunned into helpless gargling
silence.

Then, as the shocks subsided she would gasp in relief, and sob piteously
despite herself. Every nerve ending was laid bare and shocked into agonized,
screaming protest.

Casey was covered with sweat, her hair hanging down in stringy limp strands,
as the captain stood up and came forward. He had a short tube in his hand,
like a nightstick, only metal. The dazed girl looked at him unseeingly through
half closed eyes, as he stood next to her and smiled.

She felt a sharp pressure at her behind, then felt a long cold instrument push
inside. It went far up inside her, causing her more pain, as it skewered her
outspread bottom.

Then she screamed anew, this time pain shot through her system from inside.
It was like an explosion going off inside her belly. Her guts churned and twisted
around as the captain held the instrument up inside her.

The pain stopped and she slumped in her shackles, as the captain chuckled.
He pumped the tube up and down in her asshole, then moved away. The
lieutenant held the tube in place.
The shock came again, searing through her insides, and sending the blonde
into a twitching shaking fit of pain filled horror. Then the shocks all hit her at
once, in the ass, cunt and tits, and she was blasted into senselessness.

She woke up with the lieutenant waving a foul smelling bottle under her nose.

"This is no time to go to sleep Donovan, just when your starting to learn." the
captain said.

The woman moved away and Casey felt her wrists coming down as the ropes
were lowered, then she gasped as her legs were pulled out from under her.
The ropes raised her legs in the air as her arms were lowered until she was in
a X position again, only this time horizontal, about three or four feet high,
facing the floor.

Casey's arms and shoulders ached from the punishing pressure placed on
them, she was afraid her arms would pull out of their sockets.

The captain stepped behind her, and between her legs, and then she felt a his
hands stroking her taught buttocks with smooth gentle strokes.

"Such a lovely behind, Casey." he complimented her.

Then she felt a pressure at her asshole. She looked down the length of her
body and saw the Captains pants around his ankles. She groaned inwardly, as
she felt her ass mouth pushed open and the captain forced his cock down her
asshole. Then began to sodomize her with an easy, unruffled stroke.

"You have a very nice little asshole here Donovan." he said, "I'm sure a lot of
men are going to enjoy it before long."

His hands squeezed her buttocks lightly, then kneaded the rounded cheeks
with greater strength, fingers digging into the flesh.

Casey was growing dizzy as her head hung downward. She hardly felt his cock
as it slid in and out of her anus for several minutes, her mind was still in a
confused turmoil, and her body was too busy recovering from the electric
shocks.

Compared to that, his ass fucking was a pleasant thing. Which of course was
the idea.
The captain slid his hands down along Casey's hips, enjoying the smooth soft
feeling of her teenage skin.

His hands moved down over her belly and then up onto her breasts, which
hung straight down from her body like two cow udders.

"These are nice milk sacks baby." he sighed, squeezing them in heavy
clutching paws.

His hips began pounding into her crotch with greater intensity, as he felt his
cock overheating. His thrusts grew faster, more forcefull. Then he groaned
softly and spurted his seeds down into the blonde teenager's asshole. He
patted her on the behind and then withdrew.

He came around to the front and dragged her head up by the hair, until she
was looking directly at his slimy, flaccid penis.

"Clean this off for me Donovan." the captain ordered.

She wearily complied, opening her mouth to receive his cock.

He shoved it inside, and she started suckling and licking on it, trying to ignore
the taste of her own asshole coming off it. His cock grew larger and harder as
she suckled, and soon it was pushing at the back of her throat.

He held Casey's head up with tight hands and began humping his groin
forward, pushing his cockhead roughly against the back of her mouth.

Suddenly, his fat cockhead pushed past her mouth and down into her throat.
Casey choked, and fought back her stomach, which threatened to erupt. The
cock went down her throat blocking her air tube completely.

"Nothing like a nice throat fuck." the captain groaned.

"You'll get used to that Donovan. Deep throating is something all marine
susies do." he jammed his cockhead down her throat again, and held it there
for several seconds before withdrawing into her mouth.

He gripped her ears tightly, then began pumping his hips forward quickly,
almost shuddering as his cock spewed out its load into the blonde's mouth.

Casey gulped down the salty liquid, desperate to keep it from going into her
lungs if he pushed his cockhead down the wrong tube.

"That was nice Susie." the captain said, pulling his pants back up. Casey
wondered dazedly why he was calling her Susie, she was to learn later that
marines called women suzie, it was short for Suzie rottencrotch.

The ropes pulled the girl upwards again to her previous position, and the
woman moved behind her. She heard a swish, like something moving quickly
through the air, then there was a loud "Crack!", and her hips jerked forward,
away from the awful pain that exploded from her ass.

Casey screamed, and jerked helplessly against the ropes. There was another
swish, another `Crack!' on her behind.

"Theres nothing like a good caning on the bottom, to teach a girl her lessons."
the captain remarked casually.

The cane swished down again and again, lancing across Casey's buttocks,
sending the girl into agonized thrashings, and filling the air with her howls and
screams.

Her voice whimpered and shook as she pleaded for them to stop, and little
sobs broke through between cries of pain. But the caning went on,
occasionally moving up her body to crack down onto her back and shoulders.

Then the woman moved around in front of her and Casey cringed away from
what she knew was coming.

The cane cracked down onto her left breast, directly across the nipple. A
burning red line appeared across the surface of her tit mound. Then the cane
thwacked down again, this time on her right tit.

Then on her left again, then the right, then the left. All the while Casey
screamed and wailed, pleading with the woman, and with the captain to stop,
promising absolute obedience, promising anything, as she was driven toward
insanity.

Her voice broke, and tears rolled down her face as she shrieked and threw her
head about in fits of desperate torment.

The caning stopped. Casey gasped in shocked, agony. Her tit mounds were
covered with criss crossing welts, angry red lines that marred the lovely white
surface.

She felt the ropes moving her again. The pulleys pulled her around until she
was upside down. Then the lieutenant moved next to her and whipped the
cane directly down into her outspread crotch.

Casey's body shuddered as it was wracked with an enormous screaming burst
of pain. She shrieked in horrified disbelief as the cane smacked down onto her
soft tender pubic mound.

The lieutenant ripped the cane down again and again, until the blonde lost
consciousness again. This time not even the smelling salts would bring her
back to her senses.





MARINE SEX SLAVE

Part Five

Casey woke to renewed pain. She was back in her cot, in her barracks. Her
body felt like it had gone through the ringer, which it had. She felt aches, and
pains from almost every part of her. She was afraid to lift the covers and see
what her body looked like.

She lay in bed, hopeless despair overwhelming her. She tried to think of some
way out of her dilemma but couldn't. Not for the first time, she cursed her body,
cursed being born a girl.

She remembered back when she had started to develop years ago. She had
been just like the boys then, in fact she had no girl friends. She played
baseball, football, hockey. She argued about the merits of sports and wrestling
stars with her friends, all boys.

While girls her age were involved with clothes and dates, she was trying to
deny and minimize her development into womanhood. She refused to consider
wearing a bra, wearing thick sweaters, and loose pants to disguise the growing
differences between her and her friends. Then came the day, when she could
no longer convince anyone, including herself, that she was a boy.

She had been roaming around aimlessly with half a dozen of her friends, all
boys. They talked about this and that, and poked around, eventually wandering
into a thick patch of woods. The guys had begun talking about girls, more and
more, a topic which Casey, of course felt no interest in.

One of the guys started talking now about tits. He had been on a date, and felt
a girl's tits. She couldn't remember exactly how it had started, but one of them
had jokingly said, how Casey could solve all the mystery about tits. They had
all ganged up on her, deriding her, making obscene comments about her.

As often happened, the insults turned into a physical confrontation, between
her and one of them, only this time the wrestling had turned more serious.

Several of the others had joined in and together they pinned the wildly
struggling girl to the grass and jerked her sweater up and over her head,
revealing her round, budding breasts.
The action seemed to stop for an eternity, as they all stared rapturously down
at her fleshy mounds. Then one of them had put his shaky hand down and
stroked, and then squeezed her left breast, another joined in, and soon they
were all squeezing and fondling her boobs, as Casey raged and cursed
helplessly.

Then they had yanked her pants down, followed by her panties. Her almost
bare pussy slit, left them shaking with excitement. Casey almost broke into
tears of rage, and humiliation as they had run sweating fingers along her slit,
and tried to push their fingers inside her.

If they hadn't been so utterly distracted, she didn't know what might have
happened, but she was able to kick one of her tormentors away and dash off
into the bush. They had pursued her for a short time, before losing her.

She eventually went back to the now deserted clearing and gotten her clothes
back, but she had never again felt the same freedom around boys.

"All right Donovan, stop daydreaming and get up." She looked up to see
Sergeant Cummings standing next to the bed, hands on hips.

"You had to be a smartass, didn't you? Well see where it gets you?" she
glared.

"Now get you ass out of bed and stand at attention!" she shouted.

Casey jumped up and out of bed, and stood rigidly before the woman.
Cummings examined her, her eyes sliding up and down Casey's body.

"Hmmm, they really laced you didn't they?" she said.

Casey's eyes fell as she looked down and saw the black and blue marks,
along with the ugly purple weals, and welts on her tits, wrists, and thighs.

"Learn to do what your told and it won't happen again."

*******************************

"Your being transferred to the school now, so's you can learn your `trade'
better" she smirked, "Put on a jumper and follow me."

They walked across the base to a fenced in compound that enclosed a series
of interlocked buildings. She handed Casey over at the front desk to a stern
looking Sergeant who must have weighed three hundred pounds. He glared
down at her in displeasure as she stood before him.

"You should have been here a couple of days ago woman. You'll just have to
catch up with the rest of the girls."

He led her down a series of hallways until stopping before a large double door.
They went through and Casey found herself in another barracks hall, with rows
of bunk bed lining both walls.

"This is your bunk." he said, pointing to one. "All the gear you'll need is in the
footlocker next to it." he jerked the top of the locker open, and pulled out what
she first thought was a towel.

"Put this on." he said, thrusting it towards her.

She blinked up at him, then stared at the small garment. It was really nothing
but two white rectangles of thin, satiny material, fastened together by two thin
straps.

"What kind of uniform is this?" she gulped.

"It's a Suzies uniform you split tail. Now put it on! We don't have all god
damned day!" She jumped at the loudness of his voice. She waited just a
second, until realizing he had no intention of leaving, then sighed, and pulled
the zipper of her jumpsuit down.

So many people had seen her naked lately, and in such compromising
positions, that she hardly had any shame left at disrobing before strangers.
She pulled the jumpsuit down and off, and the Sergeant motioned at her
underwear as well.

She stripped them off too, and stood defiantly staring up at him, as if daring
him to say something.

"You better watch that attitude Suzie, or we'll beat it out of you." he warned.

She lowered her eyes, then pulled the garment over her head.

The two rectangles covered her front and back to a couple of inches below
crotch level, but left her sides completely exposed. The sergeant produced a
thin silver chain which went around her waist, and clutched the two sides tight.
It was still a garment that nobody would consider wearing in public, and might
get arrested if they did.

"All right, come on." he said, grabbing her arm and pulling her along next to
them as they left the barracks and walked down another series of halls. They
arrived at a closed doorway.

The sergeant knocked twice, and waited. The door opened and a thin, older
man, a lieutenant, opened it.

"Ah here she is, our missing waif." he grinned.

"Come in Donovan." he told her.

Casey shuffled into the room. There were a dozen other girls there, including
several she recognized from the earlier barracks. They were dressed as she
was.

"There’s a seat right over there, Donovan." The lieutenant directed.

She moved down an aisle and started to sit, then stopped in astonishment.
There was a fat, rubber rod sticking up out of the middle of the seat. It was
rounded on top and about eight inches long. She turned toward the Lieutenant
in shock.

"Yes, thats for you." he grinned. "Sit on it, theres some lubricant in the desk if
you need it." Casey looked around, open mouthed, only now noticing that all
the girls were seated in peculiar poses, with the front and backs of there
garments spread away from them.

Her mind whirled with confusion. She knew if she didn't do as she was told
she'd be tortured again, and made to endure much worse than this. The
lieutenant was gazing at her with an impatient look, which would no doubt give
way to anger.

She gritted her teeth and threw her leg over the chair, squatting over it, then
she slowly lowered herself down, placing her slit over the rubber and pushing
down until she felt its rounded top press aside her sore cunt lips.
She tried to ignore the presence of the other girls, and the lieutenant, all of
whom watched with interest as she tried to lower herself with as little pain as
possible.

The thing was only a couple of inches inside, when she noticed the lieutenant
standing right next to her. His leg whipped out and kicked her right leg out from
under her. She abruptly fell straight down, her ass whomping into the chair,
and the rubberized instrument slamming up into her pussy tunnel with a violent
thrust.

She squealed in pain, but was drowned out by the laughter coming from the
other girls.

The lieutenant walked back to the front of the room and stood behind a desk.
There was a blackboard behind him with a picture of a cock on it. He pointed
towards various parts of the cock as he spoke on how to squeeze down with
cunt muscles to make a man come better.

"Now you have to clench your muscles, like you have to go to the bathroom."
he lectured.

"At the same time clench your thigh muscles, and inhale deeply. Now try it on
the cocks there and we'll see how your doing.

Each of the girls seemed to be doing as he said. Casey just sat there in
confusion until he came over next to her.

"What are you waiting for Donovan?" he demanded.

"Sir! I don't know what I'm supposed to do sir!" she protested.

"Look here." he sighed, pointing at a little box on the desk. It had wires leading
into it and had several meters with little needles and dials.

"Clench your cunt muscles." he ordered.

She complied, desperate to do as he wanted and avoid another beating. One
of the little needles started to move as she clenched.

"There are instruments inside that device to measure the pressure you put on
various parts of a cock." he told her.

"In this exercise the idea is to get that middle needle up past twenty five."

The needle crept up to fifteen when she bore down as instructed.

"You have to work your way up to it." he said soothingly.

"Clench an unclench repeatedly." he moved on to the next girl to see how she
was doing. Casey clenched and unclenched as he said, and was eventually
able to get the needle up to twenty five, though only for a second.

The lieutenant returned to the front of the room and turned a rheostat on the podium.

Suddenly, she started feeling a tingle through the device.

"All right, the power is now on, so you'd better clutch those little pussies tight."
he said.

The tingle increased, as Casey sat there filled with dismay. She noticed
several of the girls quivering, and shaking from the voltage shooting into their
guts, and wondered why the shock didn't seem that bad to her.

Casey was tiring from the constant effort of clenching her internal muscles
she loosened her grip on the instrument and was zapped with a much more powerful
current that made her gasp in sudden pain, and automatically clench down
hard again. The current dropped to almost nothing as the needle on the
little box shot up past twenty. She realized that the electricity was governed by
how tightly she clenched her cunt muscles and bore down on the rod.

The girl next to her suddenly screamed, she had been quivering and shaking
for several minutes now, apparently unable to exert enough pressure on the
rod. She had a tall, lithe body, with short curly red hair and a sweet egg
shaped face.

She started to jerk up and down and grunt in pain as the voltage shook her
frame. Casey watched in fear as the girl's head was thrown back and her body
quivered like she was undergoing an epileptic fit.

She made no attempt to get off the device, and Casey could only wonder what
the punishment would be if she did. She continued gargling in desperate pain,
until she suddenly fell forward, collapsing onto the desk unconscious. Her body
still jerked from the voltage, until the lieutenant turned it off somehow.
"Thats enough for today." he said after a while. Casey gasped in relief, her
muscles ached, down there, and she was tired from the exertion, and the low
level shocks she had been getting. She lifted her tired pussy up off the rod,
and rubbed herself sorrowfully.

"Hi Casey." She turned from policing her bunk to find Robin smiling at her. The
two of them hugged, and sat down on Casey's bed. "You shouldn't have tried
to run away." Robin admonished her.

"I know." Casey sighed.

"This place is a lot better than the first barracks."

"Are you kidding?" Casey groaned.

"It is, really! We can do a lot more here, and we don't have that bitch Karen
around. She's in another barracks."

"Thank God for small favours.

"Lights out in five." a sergeant yelled. All the girls began getting undressed.
There was no underwear assigned with their outfits, nor anything for sleeping
in. All the girls slept nude here and Casey became nervous at the sight of all
that flesh assaulting her vision. It reminded her too much of her previous
assaults.

"It's not so bad." Robin smiled, as if reading her mind. " There have'nt been
any really bad gang bangs like before. Here we just all do what we want
together."

"What do you mean?" Casey asked. As if in reply, Casey noticed, not one, but
two girls hop up onto the top bed of her bunk. She looked around in
startlement and noticed this was'nt uncommon. Many of the girls were settling
down in the same narrow cots together.

"It gets cold at night here." Robin said softly. "And after people yelling at you all
day, you kind of want to end it all with a little... affection." She leaned forward
and kissed Casey's cheek lightly.

Casey pulled back nervously, and they stared into each other's eyes. "It helps
you feel better." Robin said softly.

The lights went off, plunging the barracks into darkness. Casey heard a gentle
moan coming from above her. She felt Robin's soft hand slide lightly up and
down her back, then her lips touched Casey again.

They all trooped out into the hallway. Casey simply followed the other girls, not
knowing where she should be going. They went down the hallway and into a
large gymnasium.

The girls walked over to one side and pulled the little shifts up over their heads
and deposited them on a low railing. Casey followed suit, glad that for once
she wasn't the only girl naked.

"All right, line up here." said an officer.

She was a tall, sleek looking woman of perhaps thirty or thirty five years. She
had very short brown hair, and a face that would have been lovely, had it not
been so stern. The girls all formed a single line and waited.

She moved down the line, handing out, what Casey identified as dildoes, and
splitting them into pairs.

"My name is Valerie." the lieutenant said. "You don't salute me or call me
lieutenant. I'm a suzie, just like you all will be."

"All right." she said, you will practice your hand to hand skills here. Remember,
the weapon has to be fully buried in your opponent before you can claim a
victory.

Casey looked down at the dildo, it was thicker than her arm, and at least ten
inches long, then looked across at the girl who was paired with her.

She was a mean looking brunette, with enormous breasts, who looked at least
ten pounds heavier than her, and she grinned nastily at Casey, thrusting the
dildo upwards obscenely at her.

"All right go!" the Valerie yelled.

The brunette charged forward, and Casey hurriedly jumped aside, just
escaping a vicious punch aimed toward her head. The brunette meant
business. Casey was hampered by her own confusion. The idea of sticking a
dildo into another girl's cunt was grotesque.

The brunette had no such worry. She kicked out with her left foot. Casey
jumped back but couldn't avoid a glancing blow that sent her off balance, and
dropped her to one knee.

Before she could dodge it, the brunette followed up with a savage kick to
Casey's belly that hit the blonde with a tremendous impact. Casey doubled
over with a pained, whooof, as the breath exploded from her lungs.

Instantly the brunette was on her. Her left arm slid around Casey's back,
jerking her forward and over the brunette's knees as her ass wiggled
helplessly in the air. The brunette brought the dildo stabbing down against
Casey's upturned pussy, thrusting several inches past the blonde's pussy lips.

Casey cried out and twisted desperately, her hand reached back and felt the
brunette's heavy hanging breast. Her fingers locked around the tit meat,
digging in deeply, and she twisted her hand and pulled back hard. The
brunette howled in pain as her breast was grabbed and wrenched. Her hands
tore Casey's fingers away, as she fell backward.

Casey jumped up and dove onto the brunette, as she lay momentarily on her
back. Casey's dildo stabbed downward, jabbing into the brunette's cunthole.

She twisted and shoved the dildo violently, hoping to end the fight. But the
brunette kicked out, her foot hitting Casey in the head, and knocking her aside.

Now the brunette jumped onto Casey's back, facing downwards, as the blonde
lay on her belly momentarily dazed.

Her ass slapped down on Casey's back, which caused both girls to cry out.
The dildo still halfway into the brunette's cunt, came down painfully hard onto
the small of Casey's back, driving it several inches deeper into the brunette's
cunt and nearly disqualifying her.

She reached back angrily and yanked the dildo out, then stabbed down with
her own dildo. The dildo smashed against Casey's cunt lips, then pierced her
entrance and thrust into her tunnel.

Casey gasped and writhed against the brunette, trying to throw her off, but the
brunette's legs were squeezed tightly around the blonde girl's sides, holding
her in place.

Casey's legs writhed franticly as the brunette twisted the dildo deeper inside
her cunt tunnel. She tried to close her legs tightly, but the brunette's fist was
already between them, and her hand grabbed Casey's pussy hair and yanked
sharply, making the blonde girl scream in pain.

The brunette gripped the end of the dildo tightly, putting all her weight behind
her hand as she shoved it further inside the pouting cunt hole.

Casey was clawing at the floor, trying hopelessly to turn over, as she felt the
plastic cock tunnelling deeper into her guts.

Then the brunette started hammering away at the last three or four inches of
dildo that protruded from Casey's cunt. She held her palms together and
slapped and pounded them down against the end of the dildo.

Casey yelled and shrieked as the front of the dildo was mashed against her
cervix with brutal uncompromising force. Casey grunted and cried each time
the girl pounded on the dildo. It was like a spike being forced into her body.

She lurched and shuddered, her eyes streamed with tears, and her legs
bounced on the floor. The brunette punched and whacked at the remaining
inch of plastic with determination.

She ignored the writhing girl's pain filled howls as she forced the cock into her
body until the last bit of white disappeared inside the fuckhole and her soft
pussy lips closed tightly.

She slapped on the tender pussy lips for good measure, feeling the solidity of
the dildo beneath them.

Casey wailed in pain and bounced her hips on the floor, as the brunette held
on tightly for the referee's count.

However she wasn't content, even though she had now won the contest. She
picked up the dildo Casey had dropped and pushed it against the girl's
asshole. The little wrinkled hole was defenceless as the brunette stabbed the
dildo against it, and thrust it inside.

Casey's body shivered at this new attack. The brunette shoved the dildo with
relentless pressure, forcing inch after inch up the blonde's asshole. In a frenzy,
Casey thrashed beneath her, momentarily dislodging the brunette.

Casey tried to crawl away but was grabbed from behind. The brunette jumped
on her back, collapsing her to the floor again, then slammed her knee into the
end of the dildo, forcing more of it inside. Casey shrieked and scrambled up
again.

The brunette threw her arms around Casey's chest as the blonde rose then
dropped her weight backward. Both girls fell back to the floor, landing on their
asses. Casey's eyes bulged, and a soundless scream of agony made her
mouth open wide as the entire dildo embedded itself up her shit chute.

The brunette locked her arms around her chest, and her legs around her waist.
She lifted both, managing to pull the blonde a couple of inches off the floor,
then dropped her heavily.

Bolts of searing electric pain rippled up and down Casey's body as she ground
down onto the twin spikes inside her.

Her frame rocked back and forth, and a low pitched grunting came from her
lungs. Blinding agony exploded in her guts, searing through her every fibre.
She could feel the heads of the two dildos grating against organs and
muscles far up inside her.

She was impaled on the twin cocks, and shivered uncontrollably as her body
screamed in protest. Cramps tore through her shocked system sending their
own numbing pains to her addled brain.

The brunette rocked up and slammed her down again. Casey's head whipped
backwards, her entire body began to twitch and writhe as she was
skewered beyond her ability to cope.

Again the brunette rocked back, pulling the trembling girl upward, then
slammed her back. Casey's pulpy cunt mound was mashed beneath her. The
two rigid fuckpoles jarred and vibrated inside her. The last inch of plastic cock
was forced past her anal ring and up into the entrance of her bowels.

Her crinkled opening gaped open, distended by the ferocious abuse of the fat
dildo, then it slowly closed tightly.

A roaring sound smothered Casey's senses, and she whimpered in denial. Her
mind fought desperately as she wailed inside herself in mortification.

Then her body gave a terrible shudder, It heaved, every nerve on end, every
muscle straining, then she exploded into the most massive, overwhelming
orgasm of her life. Wave after wave of searing, burning sensations roared
through her system.

The two plastic dildos felt like they had punched up past the back walls of her
cunt and asshole and were wriggling and twisting up in her guts.

Her tits swelled, enlarged beyond reason. They felt bloated and began
burning, boiling. Her nipples were stretched tautly as her breasts hardened like
rocks. At any second she knew her meaty milk sacks would explode in a
showering flood of blood and flesh.

Her eyes rolled back in her head as her cuntmound crackled with intense
repeated bolts of high voltage sexual fire. They tore into the girl's sensory
system like an exploding nova.

Her cunt and asshole clutched and twitched around the twin cocks, sucking
and pulling them even deeper into her belly.

The blonde thrashed against the tight grip of the other girl. Her face turned red,
then white, then as her lungs were held in repeated contractions of inflamed
fever, her face turned blue from lack of oxygen.

Pain and pleasure mingled indelibly inside her as the girl finally collapsed, and
slumped senseless, back against the brunette.





MARINE SEX SLAVE

Part Six


The other girls who had lost were forced to kneel over Valerie's knee in front of
the entire class, their bare asses pointed towards the other girls. Then they
received five hard lashes from a long thin cane. However, Casey, who had
annoyed Valerie and distracted the class with her hysteric behaviour was
served a meaner punishment.

After she had revived, Valerie had taken a roll of thick, black electrical tape,
torn off a strip and taped it tightly to her glistening skin, from her belly button,
down firmly between her legs, over her pubic mound and up between her ass
cheeks.

Another strip was wound around her belly right over the edges of the first strip.
The two dildoes were thus held up within her belly, and were to stay there for
the rest of the class.

Casey could hardly move from the pain within her as she stood in line for her
caning. She could hear snickers and catcalls from the other girls as she
shuffled carefully forward to receive her caning.

She squeaked and whimpered in pain as she bent over across the woman's
knees. The cane hissed down, and cracked across her buttocks, sending her
body jerking forward.

Valerie had warned them all that for each cry she would add another lash, so
Casey tried to keep quiet. She gritted her teeth as the cane whacked down
again, then again, then again. It passed the five the others had gotten, not
stopping till she had gotten twenty hard strokes. She then casually rolled Casey
off her lap to crashed on the floor with a startled, pained yelp.

She was then forced to do exercises with the rest of the girls. Jumping jacks,
jogging around the room, then deep knee bends, and finally touching toes and
situps. These last bringing painful pressure against the tips of the twin dildoes
that were fighting the tape to slide out of her.

One time, as she was touching her toes, one of the girls behind her had kicked
her full in the crotch, sending the two cocktubes slamming up into her.
There was a second kick, then a third, sending Casey pitching headlong
forward to fall on her chest on the floor, her boobs squashed beneath her.

When the class was over, she was called up before the entire class again.
Valerie made her lay on her back on a table, and four girls came forward
eagerly at her request.

They held her arms and legs firmly apart, as Valerie pulled the tape from
around her belly. She cringed against the pain as the tape yanked out little
hairs from her belly, then sudden insight made her squirm frantically against
their grip as Valerie peeled an inch or so of the other strip down off her belly.

She gripped it firmly between her fingers, then ripped the whole thing down off
her groin as far as her pussy mound. Casey screamed in terrible pain as the tape
tore out all her pussy hairs at once, leaving a bare reddened area behind.

The girls then turned her over so she was bent over the table belly down. The
tape still covered her slit and pussy mound, going up between her naked ass
cheeks.

Valerie gripped the length of the tape and yanked it upward, ripping out the
remainder of her pubic hair from off her pussy mound, so it was completely
bald and puffened from irritation and soreness.

Her classes continued. She was taught the art of fellatio, practising on
volunteer officers, till she could deep throat a twelve inch cock expertly.

She learned the proper way to clutch and squeeze cocks within her, and how
to loosen her asshole so it could be entered and fucked properly. She was
drilled in the necessity for obedience and discipline, and respect for officers.

She became expert at cunnilingus to satisfy officer's wives, and steeped in the
sexual lore of S and M, Bondage, Pedophilia, necrophilia, scatology, and
every other perverted idea under the sexual sun.

She could burst into orgasm from fucking, being strung up and whipped, being
urinated upon, or anything else that involved nudity and sex.

The marines had learned brainwashing technics from the asians and russians
and put it to good use with the Suzies.

Casey soon came to feel empty and jittery if long periods of time passed
between fuckings. It was difficult for her to sleep more than a few hours at a
time without waking up in desperate need of relief from the fires burning in her
groin.

She didn't know that she had been conditioned this way, only that she felt
unfulfilled and wanton, her sex tingling and raw. She was also conditioned
never to touch herself down there without permission.

She was forced, along with the other girls, to endure her inflamed cravings and
yearnings until morning reveille, when the girls were allowed to scamper out
into the yards for a good fucking.

They would stand in straight lines, shoulder to shoulder, as a few at a time
were called up to be bent over and reamed out as the rest watched.

How early they were relieved depended on how much they begged and whined
when the Sergeants and Lieutenant wandered among them.

Those who didn't display proper obsequiousness were forced to endure the
added pain of watching girl after girl be solidly impaled by the hard cocks of the
instructors and scream in delighted fulfilment and orgasms before they
themselves were allowed their cums.

The trainers always left one girl completely unsated, as a lesson to the others
to be more respectful and show the proper reverence for the trainer's cocks.

The unsatisfied girl would usually break into tears when she realized she
would not be screwed. She would be forced to go through breakfast and on
into her first class without any relief as her fuckhole burned and ached.

The girl's were fast becoming mindless sexual drones, who’s entire existence
was focused around their sexual gratification. After a few weeks, Casey, who
had always despised her weak, female body, would gasp and beg for mercy
from a few seconds fondling of her breast.

One squeeze on her sensitive, glistening pubic mound would send her
bursting into an orgasm. This amused the trainers, so often as she walked
down a hallway, one would simply push her against the wall, spread her legs
and jam his hand into her crotch, cupping and squeezing her cunt.

She would immediately start grunting and humping against the hand, helpless
as the sexual heat within her ignited anew and sent her shivering and
shuddering through an explosive cum.

One day, Casey had fallen while trying to jump over a sawhorse. She wasn't
badly hurt, but her elbow was bruised and cut slightly, and hurt badly enough
for her to have to fight off tears. Valerie had bandaged the elbow, and
instructed her to keep it straight so it would'nt start bleeding again.

But first, Casey had to get through her shower. The girls showered several
times a day, trying to keep clean despite all the sweating they were required to
endure each training session. The instructors had no intention of allowing them
to leave any class for the next, smelling badly.

Valerie, being a lot kinder than normal today, insisted that Casey use her own
private shower, in the instructors office. That meant, of course, that Valerie
had had to help her off with her clothes. This embarrassed and frightened
Casey. She was afraid of the woman, and being within touching distance
made her tremble in fear.

For some reason she couldn't understand, she had fantasized about Valerie
the other night. Nothing very specific, but it had shocked her when she'd
woken, and found herself wet between the legs.

"Keep your arm elevated Casey, so you don't get the cut too wet." Valerie
instructed, as she disrobed herself. Casey tried to avert her eyes from the
instructors nudity. She had seen a lot of naked girls in the past weeks.
Somehow it seemed different seeing Valerie naked, after all, she was an
officer, even if she was a Suzie too.

Valerie watched the girl fumble awkwardly with the soap, her arm held above
her, out of the showers stream of water. "Here, honey." she said amiably. "Let
me help you."

"No, it's alright !" Casey protested. Valerie frowned at her. It was the kind of
frown she had been using for the last few weeks whenever the girl disobeyed
one of her orders.

She held out her hand, and Casey reluctantly put the slick bar of soap in it.
Valerie soaped up both hands and stood behind the blonde girl. She ran her
hands over her shoulders first, and her neck, taking her time, massaging the
skin and muscles as she soaped her.

Her hands slid downward, scrubbing Casey's back gently, then sliding around
to her sides. She could feel the girl trembling slightly as she caressed her skin
with her soapy hands. She noted the girls nipples, erect despite the warmth in
the room.

She turned Casey slightly, so she was in front of her. She started soaping up
her chest above the girl's breasts. Casey was looking down at the floor, too
embarrassed to see Valerie's face. Valerie soaped up above the breasts, then
slid her hand down the cleavage between them to soap up the girl's belly.

Valerie thought she noted a sudden catch in the blonde's breath when her hand
slid between her breasts. She put a hand on the girl's hip and slid her other
hand around in circles on Casey's belly and abdomen. Then she casually slid
her hand up slowly, up from Casey's abdomen, over her stomach to her left
breast, and directly up across it.

Casey was biting her lip, which was a good thing since she thought she would
have screamed otherwise. She was becoming incredibly turned on.

Her whole body seemed to be trembling in anticipation. Her groin was fiery hot,
and pulsating with a kind of dull quivering need.

As Val's hand slid down over her other breast, her groin, and that soft, tender
area between her legs, seemed to throb with a furious intensity.

Valerie watched the girl carefully, for any reactions. She slid her hands over
her breasts now, massaging them in the guise of scrubbing. She couldn't miss
the pebbly hardness of the pink nipples against her fingers and palm though.

She stepped behind the girl, sliding her hand down her back again, then down
further, rubbing across her buttocks, squeezing and kneading the two white
cheeks.

Casey seemed to be shiver as she scrubbed her behind. Valerie carefully
avoided sliding her hand between the girl's cheeks just yet, as much as she
wanted to. "Raise your right leg, honey, and put it on the bar."

There was a horizontal pipe running the length of the shower room a couple of
feet above the floor. The Casey slowly jerked her foot up, putting it on the pipe.
Valerie leaned over, sliding her hands up around the girl's thigh, and soaping
up the length of her leg, from top to bottom.

As her hands moved down the length of the leg, her bare breasts pushed
firmly into Casey's back.

She slid her hands up and down the leg, alternately pressing her breasts
against the girl's back and side. "Other leg." she said huskily.

Casey quickly obliged, and Valerie soaped up that leg as well, continually
pressing her breasts against the girl. She soaped the leg far up to the crotch,
high enough that the side of her hand brushed against the girl's crotch every
other time or so. "Okay." she whispered finally, allowing Casey to drop her leg.

She could feel the girl trembling against her now as she stood behind her,
scrubbing her belly once more, slowly and gently.

Casey seemed to be staring straight ahead at the wall, as if in a trance.

Valerie slid her right hand up. Casey's right hand was still high in the air, and
Valerie had no trouble sliding her hand up under it to Casey's right breast.

She squeezed the malleable flesh, then gripped the hardened nipple between
two fingers, and pinched it gently. Casey gasped in surprise and excitement,
her body seemed to shudder against Valerie, and her ass unconsciously
shoved back a little, into Valerie's groin.

As soon as she felt the pubic hair of Valerie's crotch pushing into her ass
crack, Casey gasped in wondrous pleasure and terror. She was sure she had
given herself away.

What was worse, her body felt on the verge of an orgasm ! She remembered
the last time she had cum in class when she wasn't supposed to, and tried
desperately to fight back her bodies desires.

Valerie slid her hand down Casey's body, and between the girl's legs. Her
hand, for the first time, slid over Casey's pubic mound and squeezed it firmly.
Casey yipped in startled surprise, but was immediately assaulted by a huge
wave of intense sexual heat that threw her body into turmoil.

Valerie's hand squeezing her pubic mound was more than her lust filled body
could stand. She felt herself shiver uncontrollably, felt her groin moving,
pushing forward and down against her teacher's hand.

An overpowering series of tremors shook her small frame as Val's hand
seemed to melt her insides, and turn the liquid remains into a bubbling
cauldron.

Valerie rubbed her hand between the girl's legs, her finger sliding along the
slit, searching for the clitty. She pressed her body into Casey from behind, her
other hand going around the girl and squeezing her breasts.

Casey groaned audibly, unable to keep her silence. Her groin was humping
down on Valerie's hand, her back rubbing against her teacher's breasts.

She felt Valerie's groin pressing into her ass, and then as Valerie found her clit
and squeezed it solidly, she exploded.

"Gotcha." Valerie grinned, satisfied and proud of her ability to manipulate the
girl's body.

Casey jerked and squirmed against her. She felt the heat of Casey's crotch
pouring into her fingers, felt her swollen breast push forward into the hand
cupping it. She rubbed against Casey's clitty, rasping her thumb against the
hard little nugget, and dipping her fingers into the girl's hot honey hole.

A low whimpering cry of confusion and elation escaped the girl's lips. Her
glistening buttocks pushed backward, grinding into Val's crotch, as the
Lieutenant worked her hand against Casey's cunt. Val thrust her index finger
up into the girl's slimy cunt hole, hearing Casey gasp in shock and surprise.

Casey's body shook and twitched in the throes of an overwhelming sexual
release. She felt Valerie's finger sliding between her cunt lips and moving into
her body with a sense of relief almost as strong as her climax.

She realized, even in the midst of her gut wrenching climax, that Valerie had
intended this, not as a prelude to punishment, but as a sexual release for
herself, and wouldn't condemn her for her lust.

The teenage fuck hole boiled in hot spurting juices, and sucked desperately at
Val's finger as she worked it in and out. Casey's legs spread further apart,
allowing Val to slide a second finger up into the girl's cunt slit.

She jerked the girl around, delighted by the astonished, dazed pleasure on the
girl's face. Valerie sized her face, in both hands, and kissed her.

Her lips mashed against the girl's and after a slight hesitation, Casey returned
the pressure.

Their tongue's locked together as the water poured down on them. Val's arms
slid around Casey's waist, then moved down to cup those delightfully soft ass
cheeks. Casey was too far gone to do anything but stand there, her hands at
her side as the lieutenant plunged her tongue into her mouth.

Val's leg pushed between Casey's thighs and rubbed up against the girl's
dripping cunt mound. She squeezed and fondled the round ass cheeks firmly,
then dipped her hand down to grab Casey's and bring it to her own crotch.

Casey's face was still a scene of wonder and astonishment as Val rubbed the
girl's hand up into her crotch. She humped on the hand, loving the feeling of
the hot young skin caressing her pulpy cunt mound.

Casey at last took over, running her hand against Val's cunt with a puzzled
look on her face, as if she didn't quite know what was going on.

Val bent forward, and seized Casey's right nipple between her lips, sucking
and chewing on the sensitive little bud until Casey shuddered in delight, and
her trembling hand fell back again to her side. The two of them slid to the floor
of the shower room, Val pressing the girl into the floor as she suckled and bit
at the two youthful breasts.

"Lovely girl !" she whispered. She moved down Casey's body to her groin,
pressing her face into it, delighting in the hot trembling warmth between the
girl's thighs.

She pulled Casey's right leg up in the air and then over so the girl's lower body
was almost on it's side. She squatted between the girl's thighs then, lowering
her own crotch between the legs so she could press her cunt full against
Casey's.

Casey stared up at her listlessly. When the two cunts joined though, it was like
an electric spark shot between them. Casey's eyes opened wide in renewed
surprise, as Val rocked back and forth against her.

The two wet cunt mounds pressed, rubbed and ground against each other
sending both of them into a gasping shuddering climax.

Finally Casey, and a number of other girls graduated, becoming Second
Lieutenants in the U.S Marine corps. She was given her spanking new white
uniform, and sent to her first assignment.

Casey’s orders were to Japan with the American marine contingent that
was conducting exercises with the locals. She was assigned to travel
on a giant Hercules transport on it’s way to the forces for resupply of sensitive
material.

She was looking forward to the experience of travelling on the legendary
Hercules, an impressive symbol of America’s military might, even though
the flight on the subsonic transport would take eighteen hours. Maybe
she would be allowed to visit the flight deck!

There were a dozen special forces officers also assigned to the flight to
conduct counter-terrorism training for the contingent.

The three marine pilots decided to take full advantage, when they discovered
they had a Suzie on their manifest. Although she didn't belong to them, Casey
was at the disposal of any Marine officer who wanted to use her, and couldn't
turn down their orders even were she so inclined.

The lecherous looks and catcalls from the SEAL’s as they all buckled in for
takeoff, made her uneasy. Casey began to regret that she hadn’t been
assigned commercial transport, more commonly used for transfer to overseas
duty. The noise and vibration generated by the huge powerful engines
during takeoff was overwhelming, but at least drowned out the lewd comments
from the other marines. The noise level slightly decreased as the plane
achieved level flight, but was still too loud to permit normal conversation.

Loud crackling noises emitted from a nearby loudspeaker and an amplified voice
announced, “We have attained at cruising altitude, gentlemen, go ahead and unstrap.
Lt. Donovan, as this is your first flight on a military transport, please report
to the forward cargo area for mandatory parachute drill”

Casey struggled to remove the complicated seat harness, and blushed as two
SEAL’s seated on either side of her used her difficulties to grope her thoroughly while
‘assisting her in the removal of her seat restraints’. She flushed and gasped in
response to the groping and slaps she endured as she worked her way forward
towards the cockpit. Three Marine pilots confronted her, in the forward payload
compartment with lewd expressions on their faces. Her pussy began to heat up.

"Take your clothes off slut." the captain ordered nonchalantly. “No split tail gets
to wear the Marine uniform near MY flight deck!”

She stripped off her uniform without question, as the admiring men looked on.

"Now that's good fucking material." the co-pilot said.

"Yeah, you can be sure WE won't get assigned young cunt like this." said the ECW
tech specialist angrily to the radioman.

They pushed her to a bench where she sat happily between the co- pilot and
the captain as they fondled and stroked her ripe young body.

When the flight engineer pushed his hand between her legs and squeezed her
pussy, she grunted and came all over him, showing the delighted men, just
how well conditioned she was.

“Time for parachute drill, slut. Boys, get her harnessed up! Casey made no resistance as the horny flight crew posed and fondled her eventually strapping her into a parachute
harness in a strictly non-regulation manner. She was guided into the leg loops of the standard military parachute, but they adjusted the shoulder loops around her firm breasts,
drawing her sizeable tits outward. The chest strap was drawn over and down her mammaries to compress and distend the tautly straining globes.

“All shipshape Capt’n but how can she fuck with the parachute on, won’t it get in the way?” asked the flight engineer.

“Time to get serious men, this is an evacuation drill on a military aircraft, it’s supposed to be an educational experience for the split tail, not a romp. It is our
sworn duty to ensure that the lieutant is comfortably familiar with the process of exiting this fine aircraft in case of an emergency. Use the “D” rings in the deck to attach cargo straps to the equipment attachment rings on her chute harness and secure this cargo to the deck using the tie down points around this hatch.

The plane was equipped with a floor hatch for emergencies, and to Casey's dismay, she was made to lie on her back, across the hatch. The parachute forced her back to bow painfully as her hands and feet were held at each corner.

The officers then tied them firmly in place, and opened the hatch.

Casey gasped in fright as the five foot square hatch slid away beneath her, dropping her body about two feet, leaving her hanging, outside the plane completely naked, buffeted wildly by the slipstream, held in place by the harness around her crotch and breasts while bungee cords stretched her limbs out to the corners of the hole.

Her head hung back, giving her a view of the ocean far beneath them as the plane droned on, flying by automatic pilot. Casey closed her eyes, and prayed the bonds were well tied, as her arms and legs strained against the sucking vacuum of air pulling her body.

Then the captain, knelt at the foot of the hole, and using her body to support himself, crawled out over the hole. She gasped in pain as her shoulders and knees popped against the strain of holding them both aloft.

The captain was completely atop her, lying on her, without touching the plane at all. He began kissing her voraciously, as his hands encircled her body, and stroked and kneaded the soft flesh of her back and buttocks.

He grinned down at her impudently and reached down to place his cockhead at the bald little slit between her spreadeagled legs.

She groaned as his fat cock slid into her.

Instantly her sexual passions flared alive, overriding the pain from her breasts, ankles, arms, and legs. She tried to hump up at him as he slid his cock down deep into her belly and started to fuck her with long hard strokes.

He was fully atop her, his legs dangling down outside the airplane as he used the turbulence to bounce and buck against her. His hands squeezed and fondled her trapped breasts, and his teeth suckled against her throat and ears.

His hands came down to squeeze her buttocks and gripped them tightly for leverage as he pumped into her. Casey swung into orgasm as the Captain drove his cock meat in and out of her straining body. She shook in orgiastic ecstasy as her burning cunt was blasted full of sperm.

The captain, sated, used his grip on her straining tits to draw his legs up. His knees came down on her belly, then he rose to stand on her stomach. She groaned in pain, wondering if her arms would tear out.

The captain stood up and walked right over her, his foot coming down on her right breast and squashing it against her ribs before he stepped off her and onto the floor of the plane.

The co-pilot straddled her belly, his legs and feet around her like he was riding a horse. Gingerly, he moved upward, till he was right under her tits. He squeezed them together, squashing and mashing the two trembling mounds together.

He pushed his rigid purple cock between them and started to tit fuck the girl. Casey whimpered, both from the pain of her limbs, and the bruising pressure he was putting on her breasts to fight the outward pull of the harness.

Still, she was conditioned to arousal no matter what was done to her. She felt her breasts expand and swell as they were mashed and rubbed together. Felt with delicious excitement, his fat cock sliding between her milk sacks.

His fingers pinched and twisted her hard, distended nipples as he fucked and jerked against her boobs furiously.

"Like that, cunt?!" he gasped, as Casey whimpered and grimaced beneath him.

Abruptly he humped far forward, driving his cockhead up against her lips as he fell across her face. She immediately opened her mouth and sucked in his oozing girl fucker.

Shifting his grip to the hatch cowling, he fucked down against her mouth like it was a cunt, slamming his prick down her throat with hot excited intensity.

He twisted his body around, so he was facing her cunt, and rammed his cock into her mouth again, this time jumping out of the airplane, and supporting himself by wrapping his arms around her waist and squeezing his legs around her head.

He thrust himself balls deep into her throat, delighting in the tight constricted food tunnel that squeezed against his meaty cock. His face came down on her
bald, slime dripping cunt mound and he bit it tightly, sending the squalling crying blonde into a tremendous orgasm that practically left her unconscious.

She managed to keep enough sense of mind to suckle fiercely on his driving prick. Her tongue racing up and down the length of it as he pumped into her face.

His hands squeezed her buttocks tightly as he sucked on her cuntlips, slurping up girl juices, even as his own prick gushed forth a stream of hot jism into her throat.

The flight engineer was eager to prove himself as good as the other two, but he had something else in mind. He slid atop the girl too, but then slid down beneath her to hang from her waist as the others looked on in surprise.

His arms were gripped tightly around her and the parachute, his hands squeezing down on her tits with so much pressure, Casey feared he would rip the fleshy cones off right her chest.

His legs were between her own and twined around them so they supported his lower torso with their pressure. His feet were hooked between her ankles and the bungee cords.

She felt his cockhead probing at her anus, but neither of them could spare a hand to target it properly. Finally the knobby cockhead caught in her exposed hole and pushed inside.

Just the head at first, but then inch after inch slid into her asshole.

"This is a fucking tight sweet little asshole!" he shouted above the noise of the slipstream. He humped his body upward, driving his cock deeper into her shit tube, twisting his body around to jam every last inch inside her.

Casey ignored the feeling of pressure on her limbs as she felt his cock driving inside her. She mewled in pleasure as ripples of hot, ecstatic joy surged up through her bowels and into her guts.

He slammed his body upwards violently, cramming his fuckpole deep into her rectum with each stroke.

He loosened his arms from her sides, so the entire weight of his upper body was held only by the tight hold of his fingers around her swollen tits.

Casey whined in pain, and thought she felt a tearing sensation, as if her boobs were actually being pulled off by the tremendous buffeting weight on them.

Then her body started to tremble and thrash against the weight and bindings as she dove into another intense orgasm.

This time she was accompanied by the flight engineer who hammered his cock into her with enough power to rupture her and sprayed wads of jism up into her bleeding guts.

The engineer kept fucking her, pounding into her at the same time that he was pissing streams of slimy sperm deep up inside her brutalized and helpless body. Finally done coming he worked his way down her bruised body to herstraining legs and bridged up to grab the cowling and reenter the plane.

The Captain leered over her buffeting naked body and drawled laconically “Well, you are now familiar with my approved exit procedure, Lieutenant. Are you comfortable?”

Casey gasped and tried draw enough breath to reply, but the violent buffeting of the slipstream kept knocking her head from side to side.

The Captain chuckled, “Well, then you need more instruction. The crew and I will review the basic procedures again, but we do have to fly this plane. Radioman, Those SEAL’s are all EXPERT parachutists. Go bring them forward. Even a split tail should be able to learn with a dozen expert instructors.” Then he mounted her for another ride.

Casey sobbed and came. She vaugely heard the insults and taunts of the SEAL’s as they piled into the forward compartment and cried out at the horror her life had
become and came, and came, and came.

The helpless teenaged girl felt cock after cock pound into her, piss sperm into her pussy or her butt or down her throat. She felt hot globs of cum splatter on her as some of the men withdrew to come on her instead of in her.

The violent wind of the turbulent airflow slowly forced the long strands of sperm that ran out of her overused holes to whip up her body in slimy, unbroken ropes. Until her hair was saturated, her face and body covered with spunk.

And Casey came.

When they had all used her, the aircrew left and they started over, often more than one of the athletic SEAL’s mounting her at the same time.

And then they started demonstrating amazing feats of physical prowess and dexterity as they raped her relentlessly, just for the bragging rights.

And still Casey came and came and came.






MARINE SEX SLAVE

Part Seven


They mercifully closed the hatch after that, and Casey was allowed to lie on a bench and recover for a few hours before she was called forward.

There, she had to straddle each officer's seat and work her hot, plump pussy mound down onto their hardened dicks until they spurted load after load inside her.

By the time the plane landed in Japan she had come dozens of times.

A car, with a respectful marine private driving, was waiting for her when she deplained, at the military airport in Tokyo. She enjoyed the air conditioned ride through the city, though she thought it was rather dirty and noisy.

The car drove eventually through the guarded gates of a large military compound, and around to a square, two story brick building with two sentries standing in front.

"This is your billet, Mam." the private said, jumping out of the car and opening her door. She winced at the sudden rush of hot moist air, and blinked in the intense sunlight, as she stepped out.

The private got her bags from the trunk and led her up to the front door of the building and past the sentries. The lobby was small, and square, like the building itself. There was a reception desk set in the middle of the floor and a
Sergeant sitting there.

"This here’s Lieutenant Donovan, Sergeant." the private announced.

"Thats fine, private, just leave the bags." the Sergeant replied.

He placed them on the floor next to the desk and turned and left.

"You're late." the sergeant scowled at her.

She opened her mouth to protest, but he waved it off before she could speak. "Save it. It doesn't matter, just so you’re here in time for the party tonight."

Another sergeant arrived, in answer to a button the desk sergeant pushed. He looked Casey up and down with professional assessment.

"Well, at least they sent a young one this time." he told the desk sergeant, who nodded.

"Not that we'll get a piece of it." he replied.

"OK Donovan. Pick up your bags and let’s go." he ordered.

Casey followed him down a narrow hallway to an elevator, which brought them up to the second floor. There they stopped at the door to a tiny room with a pair of cots, a small bureau, and a big closet inside. There were clothes and things there already.

Casey dropped her bags on one of the cots as the Sergeant briefed her.

"Your roommate is Lieutenant Myers, who's working overtime since the base is a girl short till now. Put your stuff away and shower. There'll be someone here to get you in an hour." he said.

He closed the door behind him, as Casey opened her bags and started putting her gear in the drawers and closet. Lieutenant Myers had a huge personal wardrobe, including a lot of slinky evening gowns, and sexy underwear.

Casey smiled at her foolishness. They were army issue of course. She hoped she'd get to choose some of her clothes. She preferred blue and green.

Suddenly the door burst open behind her. She whirled to find half a dozen grinning, laughing young men crowded just inside the doorway looking her up and down with excited interest. They were all Marine lieutenants.

"Hot damn!" one said.

"Nice piece! another agreed.

"I can't wait to screw this one!" said a third.

"Ha! Fat chance, You wait till the brass is through with her."

"Hey girl! What's your name?" one demanded.

"Donovan, Sir!" Casey answered, her pussy already starting to heat up.

"Get your clothes off Donovan." he said impatiently.

"We want to see what you look like!"

"Yeah strip it off baby!" another shouted.

Casey obediently pulled open her uniform jacket, which was held only by snaps, revealing her rounded breasts, confined by a very tight thin shirt.

"Ohh I like this one!" one of the men exulted.

Her uniform whites, in fact all clothes issued to the Suzie's, were designed to be pulled off quickly. She pulled the skirt open and slid it off, then popped open the shirt. She posed seductively for the admiring, excited men, in her tiny lacy blue bra, and matching g-string.

They whistled and hooted as she turned slowly in front of them, pushing her chest out, and then her ass as she turned her back on them. She bent over slightly, parting her legs, giving the excited group a full view of her charms.

"What a fantastic little ass!"

"I can't wait to fuck it!"

"I bet it's tight!"

She turned and smiled at them, then popped the catch on her bra, opening it and letting her breasts free. The men whistled and sighed as they beheld her high, firm but bruised breasts, still encircled by the harness burns.

"I just gotta suck that!"

"Yeah!"

"I love tits!"

"Fuck waiting! I'm gonna screw this little slut right now!" one of them yelled, rushing forward.

He knocked Casey backwards with the force of his impact, as he threw his arms around her and buried his face between her breasts.

He half dragged her back to the bureau, as she felt other hands at her stomach and ass, and thighs. A hand she couldn't see, pulled her g-string down and off, leaving her naked, to enthusiastic applause.

The man who had rushed forward first, pushed her back across the bureau, his face mashing down on hers. His hands squeezing and kneading her breasts, while other hands stroked and squeezed up and down her body.

She felt hands all over her, especially between her legs, as hands pulled her ankles far apart, and grasped, and clutched at her ass cheeks and pubic mound.

She grunted as two long fingers were driven up inside her cunt tube.

"I get to break the whore in first!" a tall redheaded man exclaimed. I'm senior." The others reluctantly agreed, and he stepped between Casey’s splayed legs.

He pulled her ass downwards a little so it was on the edge of the bureau. Casey's head, still hung out over the other end of, as the first guy who had touched her, continued to kiss, her face, and suckle and squeeze her now much enlarged titties.

"Look at these hard little nipples!" he said. Proudly stepping back to display the erect nubbins to his colleagues. Casey mewled in pleasure as the redhead pushed the hard head of his rigid member against her puffy bald cunt hole and
drove it deep inside with a single forceful thrust.

"Ohhhhh She's tight!" he groaned.

"TIght and wet!"

Casey squirmed on the table, as the fuck pole slid back out then slammed back into her again. Soon the redhead began pumping her cunt with furious, high speed humps, that made his balls slap against her ass cheeks, and rocked the bureau against the wall.

His hips slammed repeatedly into her inner thighs and groin, as he gasped in exertion and pleasure. His hands gripped her waist, jerking her back and forth like a lifeless doll, as he skewered her with deep, raping thrusts.

"Take it you slut! Take my cock! Oohhhhh Man!" he gasped.

Another of them scurried around to the head of the bureau and pushed his cockhead against her mouth. Casey opened her lips eagerly and sucked the hard prick deep into her mouth, then gulped inch after inch of it down into her
throat, as the officer groaned and held her ears to keep her head down.

He began fucking her face, with fierce humping jabs, that banged the back of her head against the side of the bureau with each thrust.

Casey didn't care though, the addition of a second cock to her body, sent her already seething body, flying over the edge to a tremendous cum. The redhead fucking her pussy, had to hold her legs as they started to flip and jerk against him.

She gargled in unrestrained pleasure into the cock reaming her throat. Girl juices gushed down her fuckhole, to envelope and coat the massive cock pistoning inside it.

"Uughhhhh! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna fill this little whoooooore with jism!" the redhead groaned.

Then he humped his groin forward, driving his pole balls deep into her, his back arched, and his head pulled back as he grimaced in release, and pumped wads of cum down into Casey's hole.

He stumbled away, and another officer immediately took his place, cramming his meat into the glistening, satiny smooth cunt slit. He almost came right away, just at the sight of his reddened erection clasped between those soft, pulpy cunt lips.

He threw his hips forward, watching excitedly as his proud organ disappeared into the seemingly tiny, tight slit in the blonde girl's crotch. He bent forward, bringing his mouth down on her left breast, and sucking in her nipple and a big
chunk of flesh. He chewed her hard pebble happily. His teeth nipping and twisting the tender flesh between them.

Then the man fucking Casey's face blasted his hot load down into her throat, moaning in satisfied bliss as she gurgled and drank down every last drop, then licked his cock clean.

Another guy took his place and Casey slurped his cock down into her mouth and then down her throat happily. Her guts were heaving and churning with the onset of a second orgasm as she worked her tongue up and down the shaft of the penis.

The man fucking her stood back, his hands on her hips, fingers clutching tightly, and began fucking her with slow, hammering strokes. He poised just the head of his erection inside her, then with a short hesitation he jerked her
whole lower body off the bureau, and up to meet his cock just as he slammed his hips forward, to impale her with the fuck pole.

Then he slowly slid his cock back almost all the way out and repeated the maneuver. Each complete stroke took almost five full seconds, and each made Casey cry out soundlessly in pain and ecstasy as she was repeatedly emptied and crammed with hot male meat.

She trembled as she slid into another orgasm, then her whole body shuddered with sexual fire as storms of electric ecstasy exploded out of her abused cunt and a roaring furnace of sensations rippled along her torso.

"Look at this hot little cunt!"

"See her squirm!?"

"What a BITCH!"

"Hurry up so I can screw her!"

The guy between her legs speeded up his hammering fuck thrusts as Casey wiggled and her chest thumped up and down on her chest. Her mouth was like a voracious vacuum cleaner as she suckled frenziedly on the cock embedded in her throat.

Her cunt was crackling with high tension electricity. Her tits rippled back and forth in time to the powerful driving thrusts, and her hands opened and closed repeatedly. Euphoria swallowed her mind, turning her into jerking twitching
blob of inflamed flesh.

She rocked back and forth on her shoulders, the only part of her body touching the bureau. Her mouth suckled on the cock, trying to envelope every inch of it and even suck in his hanging balls too.

"Suck it BITCH!" the man screamed, as his cum exploded out the end of his cocktube and sluiced down into her throat. He was practically riding her face and head, jamming his cock brutally hard down her throat as he groaned in happiness.

The man fucking her cunt grunted in time to his fucks. The man at her face pulled wearily out. The rapists hand raced up her body to grip her hair roughly and jerked her whole upper body up off the bureau, and forward, so he could mash his lips against hers.

He was holding her aloft, cock buried up her twat, her legs squeezed tightly around his waist, his arms encircling her back and head. His kiss was bruisingly rough, and she felt his teeth cut her lips as he jammed his tongue inside her mouth.

He shoved her back against the wall, pushing one of her legs way up in the air, so it was back against her chest, and ploughed his cock in and out of her gaping fuckhole with maniacal energy.

Casey grunted, her eyes closing in shocked bliss. Her head fell back weakly, to bang against the wall. Her body quivered helplessly. His cock thundered back and forth in the teenager's cunt pit, as he slammed her body
back against the wall with bruising force. Then he gasped and jetted his cock up into her guts in ecstatic release.

"Come on, get out of the way and let me in there!" the last man cursed. He pushed aside his friend and grabbed Casey by the hair, jerking her off the bureau roughly. He spun her around and slapped her forward across the bureau.

"I don't need any sloppy seconds." he exclaimed, pointing his cockhead at her winking little crinkled anus.

"I'm gonna split these cheeks open and ream the little bitch's asshole out for her!"

"Haaaa!!"

"Go to it man!"

"YE A AH! Fuck her ASS!"

"Your gonna like this ain't you Suzie!?"

His cockhead pushed forward, smoothing out all the crinkles in the little hole, pushing it open and wider to admit his fat, rigid phallus. He kicked her legs aside to open her even further, and humped his body forward, pushing his
cockhead past her sphincter and into her little tube.

"Man oh man is this asshole tight!!" he exclaimed.

He could feel Casey’s trained and conditioned asshole clasping and squeezing tightly around his cockhead, and watched her asshole clinging roundly to every
miniscule ridge and indentation of his manhood.

He thrust forward, driving several inches of cock down into her rectum. Casey yelped in sudden pain as her asshole fought to adjust to this intruding staff.

Then her asshole abruptly loosened and sucked in the rest of his cock like it was pulling back a stool.

He felt his cockhead pulled deep into her guts, and felt the twisting length of her colon straighten to receive his scepter. He fought the suction to pull his cock backwards, then thrust forward, skewering her with his deeplyplunging cock.

His hand came down on Casey's head, and grasped a wad of hair to jerk her head and upper chest up off the bureau top.

"You like that split-tail?!" he demanded excitedly.

"You like taking my cock up your asshole!!??"

Her mouth hung slackly open, and her eyes were barely slits as she dazedly nodded her head slightly in his grasp.

"Say it bitch! Say how much you love it!" he demanded, ramming his cock high into her belly, and bringing a cry of sudden pain from the girl.

"Come on slut!"" he cursed, twisting her hair back to pull her chest up and back in a in a painful, arching bow.

"PP.pp.p.p.pleeeeeze!!" she whimpered.

"Say how much you love it you piece of shit!!" he gritted, jamming his meat up into her with vicious force, and jerking her head back even more.

"I..I..I Love it!!!" she whined.

"I l-love b-being assf-f-fucked!

"I love you fucking my asshole!!" she sobbed.

He dropped her head with a curse, sending her chest and face plunging back to strike the bureau with a dull thump and crack. He grabbed both her thighs in his big hands and tore her legs up and apart, yanking them up with powerful force until she was practically doing the splits on the bureau.

His cock ripped in and out of her anus, skewering her asshole, sending wretched pain and rapturous pleasure boiling through her body, and flooding her near senseless brain with overloading bursts of fiery sexual sensation.

She lay there unmoving, except for his thrusts, grunting like a mindless animal as the phallus impaled her and flooded white jism up her anus and into her guts.

"That's a nice fuckin piece there!" she heard.

"We oughta get more like that!"

"Fuckin brass gets all the good meat!"

The men did up their pants and departed, leaving Casey sprawled over the bureau, gasping for breath.

"Why the fuck aren't you ready yet you bitch?!" a voice demanded.

She looked up blearily, her vision swimming.

"Oh for key-riest sake!" who's been screwing you already?" it said angrily. Casey focused her vision on a large, overweight Sergeant, looming over her. His hand darted forward and he jabbed several fingers up her cunt, then withdrew them.

"You stupid cow! You’re so full of cum it oughta be leaking out your nose!"

She murmured something unintelligible in response, which only aggravated him more.

"You can't go and see the General full of cum!" he gritted.

Casey cried out in sorrow and pain as his hand lashed out and slapped her ass with a loud crack. He lifted his hand and cracked it down again, then again and again and again. The confused girl began bawling piteously as her ass was spanked with fast hard strokes, making the tender flesh bounce and pink.

“Damn, if you aren’t tight, and clean the C. O. will have both our asses. I’m not going to get my dick in the wringer for some little whore without the sense to keep her legs closed.” The Sergeant pulled out his hipflask and inserted it into her spunk filled, gaping asshole, drawing a shudder from the barely aware girl. He then flipped her over and roughly wormed it up her aching snatch, filling her with the potent
distillation, This finally drew a reaction, causing her to scream and shake as the cheap whiskey burned and contracted her abraded tissues.

"Now get up, you owe me a pint of rot gut!" he ordered sternly.

"Get into the shower and clean yourself off, and I'll try to find some way to explain why your late!" He jerked her off the table by the hair and flung her across the room towards the bathroom door.

It took her ten minutes just to recover enough to turn on the water and step into the shower.

Twenty minutes later, when the Sergeant showed up again, her hands were still shaking as she attempted to blow dry her hair.

"Hurry up will you!" he demanded. He moved up next to her, towering over the girl, who only came up to his chest.

"Jesus! Give me that." he sighed, pulling the dryer from her shaky hands.

"Stand up straight, Lieutenant Donovan!"

He stood in front of her holding the dryer and brushing her hair furiously, the bristles digging into her scalp.

He concentrated on his task, styling the hair back and to the sides neatly. She stood there meekly, as he fixed her hair to his satisfaction.

"Good enough." he muttered, shutting the thing off and putting it on the counter. He grabbed her arm and dragged her out of the bathroom.

There was a gown on her bed, and he pulled her over to it and picked it up, and took it off the hanger. He held it in front of her as if measuring, then nodded in satisfaction and dropped it back to the bed.

He picked up a g-string and knelt in front of her briefly.

"Foot up." he said.

She raised her right foot and he slid the thin string over it.

"Other foot."

She lowered her right foot and raised her left. The sergeant slid the G-string up her legs until the post-it sized swatch of fabric barely covered her hairless cleft and settled the tight elastic strings around her hipbones. The blue gown went on
next. He raised her arms and slipped the fabric over her head. It was a slinky, shiny thing shaped like a the letter Y. The two arms of the Y enfolded her breasts though it plunged deeply, and if she leaned over, even slightly, it fell away from her chest revealingly.

The arms joined together at waist level in a single strip of material that fell to her knees. It was just wide enough to cover her, front and back though her thighs and hips were bare. If she moved too quickly, the back part would
expose her behind nicely.

The sergeant stepped back to scan her dress, then nodded, satisfied at last.

"All right, let's go." he sighed.

Casey followed along behind as he strode out of the room and down the hall to an elevator. They traveled down to the lobby, then across it to an elegant mahogany wainscoted, marble floored section of the building.

She could hear music playing, which grew louder as they approached a set of double doors at the end of this hall.

The sergeant and she pulled up in front of the doors, where he handed her over to a small, skinny little man, with a receding hairline, and a pencil thin moustache, who was wearing a tuxedo.

"Well it's about time." he said petulantly. His voice was very high pitched and had a nasal whine to it that Casey found instantly dislikeable. He grabbed Casey's bare arm without a word and led her through the doors.

There was a party in progress. A number of high ranking officers were wandering around, glasses and cigars in hand talking and laughing together, almost always accompanied by a lithe young woman dressed in a fashion similar to Casey.

He led her across the room, past a number of small groups, to a table in the far corner. Four men sat there, along with three young women.

"General Morgan?" the little man said, in an oily tone.

"May I present Lieutenant Casey Donovan." he pushed her forward subtlety.

The man, who was obviously General Morgan, looked at her appraisingly. A slow satisfied smile spread across his lips.

"Well, well, well. I must say, you are well worth the wait, darling." he enthused. He rose to take her hand.

"Please, come, sit down. Right over here." he indicated an empty chair next to his.

"Why thank you General. I'm so sorry I am late." Casey simpered

"Think nothing of it my dear." he answered. "The best things in life are worth having patience for." Casey sat down next to him, eying the rest of the table discretely.

All of the men were Generals, bedecked with flags and ribbons. General Morgan was around fifty, she guessed. Very tall, and heavily built. He had a wide face, and flat, squared head, topped with very short, graying hair,

The party was nice. All the officers were nice. Casey and the other girls were fawned over and fussed nicely for them. As the evening wore on, the drinks began to tell. The atmosphere began getting more intense, with repressed sexual desires coming into the open.

Talk of war turned to talk of sex, with many of the officers commenting lewdly and obscenely about their past exploits and about their dates that night.

General Thompson, to Casey's left, was the worst at her table. He went into great detail of how he had repeatedly and brutally screwed a little Vietnamese girl, when stationed there in the war, much to the delight of the other men at the table.

"Course, she didn't have the tits this one has." he laughed, his hand pulling open the front of his date's dress and cupping a wide, fat nippled breast tightly.

The girl, a Junoesque brunette, with green eyes, sighed in pleasure, real or pretend, as his fingers kneaded her breast.

"S'long as she's got three holes, who cares about her tits." another of the men slurred.

"Sit up here baby." General Morgan directed Casey, patting his lap. She rose from her chair and settled sideways, onto his lap, one arm around his shoulder.

"Hmmmm, these look tasty." he murmured, peering down at her breasts, exposed by her revealing position.

His hand slid under the strip of dress covering her belly, and rubbed her stomach gently, before dipping lower and rubbing and squeezing her pubic mound through the g-string. His mouth pecked her cheek from time to time, or nibbled gently on the side of her throat, as his fingers toyed almost absently
with her groin.

Casey began to lose track of the conversation as those fingers began building up the heat in her guts. Her head rested against the General's chest and she purred almost like a kitten as he slid his fingers into the little g-string and slid
them slowly up and down her bare slit.

"Come on let's dance." he said.

She didn't really hear him, but scrambled from his lap as he started to rise and accompanied him as he led her out onto the dance floor.

The music was slow, some kind of waltz she figured, and the two of them moved slowly around the floor. The General held her tightly against him. At first his hand was on her back, but then slid down onto her buttocks to cup them firmly, with one then both hands.

Other couples on the floor were similarly engaged, with one girl dancing completely nude with a little bald headed Admiral.

Morgan’s hands slid beneath the strip of cloth to cup her naked ass cheeks.
His fingers continuously worked in and out, kneading and squeezing her fine soft flesh. One hand slid down along her crack, and then further to go right up beneath her crotch and cup her pubic mound from behind. His head came down and kissed the side of her throat as his teeth chewed on her skin.

"You got a nice, tight little ass Casey." he sighed.

"Thank you sir." she mewled.

One of his hands came up and slid inside her top, to squeeze her right breast.

The music ended, and they went back to their table.

Casey sat on his lap again, and he resumed his gentle rubbing and squeezing of her pussy.

Casey trembled slightly from time to time, as little orgasms shook her.

"Why don't you take the little cunt around back and plug her so she'll shut up?" one of the men demanded, as Casey's sighs and gasps became louder.

"I want her to be white hot, when I stick it to her later." Morgan answered, gazing down at the wriggling little blonde.

He pulled Casey around so she was straddling him, her back to his chest. This spread her legs more, giving him greater access to her crotch. He looked down the deep cup of her dress, to see her full meaty bags rising and falling
with her rapid panting breaths.

"Let's get this off you." he said easily, sliding her g-string down and off.

"Much better." he grunted. His hand stroked her belly, and crotch, sliding along her thighs from time to time.

His fingers dipped occasionally into her throbbing love hole, sending the little blonde into higher plateaus of pleasure.

Casey sat slumped back against his chest, legs sprawled wide apart as his hand worked between them. The general seemed to ignore her except for his insistent roaming hands. From time to time, he looked down at her in satisfaction.

Even sitting on his lap, her head was well below his. He undid the clasp at the back of her neck after a while, so her the top of her dress collapsed, leaving her naked from the waist up. Casey hardly noticed. Such was the dazed erotic pleasure rippling through her.

The constant small cums left her hotter and hotter with each one, her pussy was desperate for a hard deep fucking but was instead being continuously stroked and touched by the General's teasing hands, which now began to work on her
rapidly swelling breasts as well.

He played with her like she was a toy, finding delight in each squirming moan, and shuddering whimper. His hands circled and stroked the tender, overheated skin of her tit orbs, making them twitch and shiver.

Her little nipples stuck straight out like hard little pebbles. When he finally squeezed her boobs tightly, she gasped in joy and arched her back with a small cum.

"If you don't screw that little slut soon she's gonna rape one of the dogs." a voice said cynically.

"No hurry." Morgan replied.

His hand slid down over her neck, between her breasts, and down over her trembling belly to cup her cunt mound gently, then slide a finger up inside her.

Casey moaned desperately, her cunt muscles squeezed and sucked at his finger voraciously. Eyes closed, mouth wide, her head rolled back and forth, as soft little sighs and gasps issued from her mouth.

"So what did you think of that Syrian General?" Morgan asked one of his colleagues, seemingly overlooking, the trembling teenager on his lap.

"I think he's an asshole."

Casey whimpered as the fire in her belly grew higher and higher. Her breasts throbbed and pulsed in time to her breathing as the thin layer of taut skin fought to hold back the ever expanding tit flesh beneath.

"All right honey, turn around and put it in." Morgan sighed patiently, giving his friends a suffering but tolerant look.

Casey gasped and turned quickly around, her hands diving into the General's crotch to undo his pants.

His organ was large, but astonishingly enough, still only semi-erect.

She pulled it out into the light and rubbed her hands up and down the wrinkled skin, squeezing it between her sweating fingers until it expanded and fully hardened, revealing it’s significant girth.

She rose up slightly, squatting over his lap, to place the head of his organ against her plump, juicy cunt lips

Then she squeezed her legs together and threw her crotch forward and down, impaling herself on his meaty cock with a sound of joyful bliss.






MARINE SEX SLAVE

Part Eight


General Morgan’s cock thrust deep up into her belly, slamming aside her tight, sodden pussy walls, and skewering the small blonde so thoroughly she exploded in an immediate blinding orgasm. Casey was overwhelmed and simply sat there, clutching him tightly, and shivering as her cunt walls
clasped and sucked on his massive tool with furious contractions.

As the others at the table looked on with polite interest, she began to hump against him, rubbing her hot bloated breasts against his chest as she drove herself up and down on his upthrust pole.

She pumped her ass up and down, his cock jabbing up inside her with each downstroke, bringing a glad little cry of joy from her lips. His hands stroked her back, occasionally sliding around to fondle a breast or down to her rounded buttocks to give them a little squeeze.

She rocked back and forth, his fuck pole embedded within her, as the fire in her guts spread and intensified, turning into a roaring that drowned out all thought and sound.

Then her back arched so far it crashed down on the table, and her whole body shivered, and writhed through a blinding orgasm.

Shimmering waves of erotic gratification ripped through her body. Even her toes and fingers twitched as she trembled through furious slashing bolts of searing ecstasy.

The general squeezed her tits firmly, then bent forward and seized one fat hard nipple between his teeth to chew lightly on it. He sucked the nipple into his mouth, continuing to bite and chew it as his hand squeezed and twisted the
other breast. Casey felt him hump against her and knew his indifference was only a ploy.

Her head lashed back and forth desperately as she roared through another climax, just as she felt the General's cum exploding up into her belly. Thick globs of white jism flowed into her as the General's excited cock spurted out it's seed.

She lay back, exhausted, chest heaving with exertion, as his cock softened within her. Her face a mix of satisfaction and contentment.

"Hot little bitch that's for sure."

"She's got a cunt that could twist your cock right off." Morgan panted.

Casey looked up through a mass of hair that covered her face and smiled exhaustedly.

After she had recovered the men decided they wanted to see a little show, so Casey and one of the other girls, a slim little brunette with waist length hair, lay on the table and sixty-nined.

The men sat enraptured as the two girls buried their faces in each other's cunts and started to lick. Casey was on the bottom, and looked up to see the girl's bald slit descend onto her face.

She pushed her tongue up, feeling it slide along the brunette's tight cunt sheath and up onto her clitty. She rasped her tongue up and down the slit, then pushed it inside as she felt the brunette's tongue glide along her own grasping, flowering cunthole.

After they'd each cum several times, Morgan took her off the table and led her by the arm out the doors of the room and down the hall. She was almost oblivious to her own nudity by now, and accompanied the general happily, knowing she would get a good fucking.

They went into a small room, that was equipped solely with a big double bed and a small table. Morgan quickly stripped and jumped onto Casey who was laying spread eagle in the bed. His cock slammed down into her cunt and began pumping furiously.

Casey grunted with each stroke, twining her legs around the general and squeezing him tightly. His lips met hers for the first time, sucking and demanding. His tongue shot into her mouth, to slither over hers as his hands
encircled her, locking them in a snug embrace.

His loins pumped down against her, stuffing her hole full of meat again and again, until he came once more and spewed his juices up inside her belly.

She sucked him back to life easily. The excitement of seeing her suck in his entire cock right to the balls almost made him come immediately. Instead he
pulled her mouth away, wanting to fuck her again.

He turned her around and pulled her to her knees then entered her from the rear.

Casey mewled like a cat in heat as his fuckpole slid into her cunt tube and began thrusting in and out.

She jabbed her ass back against him, bucking enthusiastically to meet each And every thrust. Her breasts swung back and forth obscenely until his hands left her hips and slid down onto her hanging sacks to squeeze them tightly.

His groin slapped her ass repeatedly, with a dull wet smacking sound against her sopping cunt mouth and groin. His monster prick slid back and forth within her.

"Hot little slut!" he gasped.

"Pump that little ass!" he panted, slapping her jiggling ass cheeks.

His hands slid down onto her hips and began jerking her back and forth with greater speed and power as his cock churned away inside her belly.

Finally he moaned, as his cock erupted in hot wads of cum. He firehosed his jism deep into her guts as her clutching sucking cunt tube gulped it all down ravenously.

Casey whimpered, then began to grunt and gasp in pleasure as she came again also. Her face and chest collapsed onto the bed as she hugged her arms tightly around her chest, squeezing her tit mounds tightly, and humped
back against him.




Casey's official job at the base, was to be General Morgans aide and secretary. He had a male petty officer to do all the real work for him, though.

Casey seldom had the time.

Since she was not assigned solely to the General, but had many other officers to please, she was normally up most of the night, and slept, when she could, in the daytime.

When she was called over to act as his secretary, it was normally either to be bent across his desk and fucked thoroughly, or to impress some visiting officer
or dignitary.

One day, the General felt magnanimous towards a young sergeant. Casey didn't know why. She considered anyone not an officer to be beneath contempt.

But this Sergeant, Dave was his name, had apparently done something that pleased the General. As a result, Casey, and another girl, named Anne, were given to him for an evening.

He was eager to take advantage of that. When he brought the two naked girls back to his room, there were two other Sergeants waiting. "Jaysus!" one of them sighed, ogling Casey admiringly.

"Ain’t she somethin' Mark?"

"I'll say, an' this one ain’t bad either." He moved against Anne, who was an older girl, with large proud breasts and long silky brown hair.

Dave and Mark were thiryish. Both were very muscular and fit, as befitted Marine sergeants. Dave was at least six-four, while Mark was probably just under six feet tall.

The third man was about forty. He had very short hair, a crew cut almost, was beefy and going a little to fat. "Nice little piece!" he breathed, his eyes feasting on Casey.

"She don't look big enough to take my cock." he said. "My name is Jack, sweetheart." he squeezed her crotch roughly and laughed. He was shorter than the other two, and kind of skinny.

Hands grabbed her from behind, and pulled her around. She opened her mouth in startlement just as Dave's face came down against hers and his lips mashed into her.

His hands practically lifted her in the air as he bent over to kiss her, and jam his tongue between her lips.

His hands shot around her and down onto her cupcake buttocks, squashing the soft flesh between his big fingers. Casey squirmed in his grip as she felt a finger thrusting up into her aching asshole.

"Hot little slut." Dave breathed.

He pushed her backward and Casey stumbled half way across the room until she banged against the dining room table. Dave unceremoniously lifted her up onto the table, shoving her backwards, and yanking on her legs to pull them up
and open.

"I'm gonna plug this little fuckhole real good." he laughed. Casey's mewling protests, and feeble efforts at resistance went ignored as the others laughed and made disparaging remarks about Dave's manhood.

He dropped his pants to the floor and pulled down his jockey shorts to reveal a dark red penis already swollen with blood. He gripped it in his hand and rubbed the head up and down against Casey's puffy little cunt mound.

Dave pushed his hard cockhead against Casey's tightly closed little cunt slit.

"Let's see just how tight you are babe." Jack said to Anne. He slid his hand down her back and gripped her buttocks tightly. Anne giggled and turned toward him and the two kissed passionately.

Casey gasped as Dave's meaty prick pushed its way into her cunt tunnel, and shoved forward. Six inches of cock slid down into her in one stroke. Dave heard the gasp, and looked her in the face with a ferocious grin.

"Like that baby? Wait for the rest of it ! I'm gonna fuck your tight little cunt till my come leaks from your ears."

"Promises, promises." Mark snorted. He was standing at the side of the table. He grabbed hold of Casey's wriggling hands and held them above her head with one hand, as his other slithered across her breast meat, fondling and stroking the silky skin.

Dave grunted, and lurched forward again, slamming his cock, balls deep into the tight teenage pussy in front of him. "Jesus Christ this is a hot little cunt !" he exclaimed. "It's liable to tear my prick right off!"

His hands held Casey's legs, high up on her thighs, his fingers completely encircled the girl's slim legs, and he used them as leverage to jerk her body forward and back as he began thrusting into her in earnest.

Jack had Anne down on her knees on the floor, and was positioning his hard erection at her cunt hole as she gasped and urged him on. Her tits hung down like cow udders as Jack skewered her with his prick.

Casey felt every inch of Dave's cock sliding in and out of her soft skinned cunt tunnel. Her skin began to feel electric as Dave's prick rubbed back and forth against her vaginal lips and tiny clitty.

She turned her head to the side to see Anne getting fucked doggie style by Jack. She could see that, though he was smaller than the other two men, Jack had a VERY large penis, larger than the one Dave was thrusting in and out of
her crotch hole. She was grateful that he was using it on Anne instead of her. She wasn’t sure she could cope with something that big.

Her body was slipping back and forth on the polished table with the increasing force of Dave's fucking. His cock was ripping in and out of her little cunt with very short rapid strokes as Dave gasped in pleasure at her tightly clutching
pussy walls.

"Man-o-man-o-man-o-man." he gasped, driving his cock far into the girl's slit. His hands shoved her legs backwards, up against her chest, thus making her cunthole even tighter against his pistoning meat. "I... love... this... cunt... !" he
panted in time to his thrusts.

"Don't wear it out man." Mark grinned. Casey was fairly bouncing around on the table as her body was violently reamed and impaled by Dave's furiously fucking cockpole. His hips pounded against her splayed thighs, making the girl
grunt with each impact.

Then Dave drove his cock deep into Casey's burning cunt tunnel and stiffened all over. He stopped breathing as the waves of orgasmic ecstasy rushed over him. All feeling was centered in his penis as fuck juice spurted repeatedly out
the tiny round tip and gushed down into the sucking depths of Casey's cock hungry pussy.

Then he collapsed forward onto the girl, his lips seeking hers in a tight embrace. His tongue slamming into her mouth to wriggle around like a live snake. His chest crushed her to the table, as his hands tore through her hair, and raced up and down her body.

He gave one final thrust, allowing the teenage crack to squeeze out the last of his cum before pulling his softening prick out of her and staggering aside. "That is one tight little twat." he gasped.

Casey lay there unmoving as Dave leaned against the table to catch his breath. Her cunt was getting aroused by the fucking. She had come here determined not to get excited by a mere enlisted man, but her long months of conditioning to respond to hard sexual use were starting to work against her. She could hear Anne groaning and moaning on the floor next to the table, and turned her head to see her and Jack still going at it like rabbits. No... Like dogs... she had seen dogs fucking like that before on a sidewalk near her home. Anne was down on all fours as Jack half knelt behind her, half lay atop her, his cock ramming in and out of her cunt mouth.

Then her observations were interrupted as Mark stepped between her legs. He had removed all his clothes, unlike Dave, who had merely dropped his pants down to his ankles. Fucking was a serious thing to Mark, and he intended to
be properly prepared.

Casey sighed, and then looked casually downward between her spread legs. She gasped in surprise, and her eyes went wide. She looked closer, sure that she had made a mistake. Mark's cock was... was... she blinked in astonishment. "Like that, little girl?" Dave leered from beside his friend.

Mark's cock was not only enormously wide, easily fatter than her fist, it was longer than anything she had yet been fucked with. Casey started in slack jawed disbelief! It was multicolored, and had obviously been completely painted or tattooed like a ruler. The enormous head alone had three, inch wide yellow, black then yellow stripes, surrounding it with numbers in contrasting black and yellow colors on every side of each ring. The insane pattern repeated down the length of the shaft.

Mark held it proudly upright for her examination. Each ring was about an inch wide, and as she looked in stunned disbelief she counted each of the black rings on the shaft; four... eight... ten... twelve...fourteen!" She gulped in fear, trying to edge backwards on the table. The two men laughed, and Mark rubbed his big brightly colored prickhead against her hairless little cunt crack.

"Wait for us !" Anne and Jack had finished their fuck while Casey had been staring in amazement at the big cock sticking out from Mark's crotch. They scrambled tiredly to their feet, to stand around the table where they could get a good look at the contact between Mark's prick and Casey's slit.

Dave held her right leg far open, while Jack held her left. Anne moved to the other side of the table and grasped Casey's wrists, holding them above her head. Mark held his cock in both hands and pushed it's wedge shaped tip
towards the girl's cunt.

"GGGGAAARRRRGGGHHHHHHHH !!!" Casey groaned, as Mark pushed aside her cunt lips, ramming his cockhead hard against her slit. Slowly, the monster cock penetrated her spunk oiled pussy. Bit by bit, as Casey gritted her teeth and struggled against the hands holding her, the cockhead penetrated her body.

She felt her cuntlips spread wider and wider, felt the enormous tension as the immense prong pushed into her, forcing her cuntlips further back, opening her cunt mouth to a diameter she had never imagined possible, short of child birth.

Her mind spun with pain and fear as the cockhead pushed into her. She was sure her cuntlips would rip, that she would be torn open by the monstrous fuck pole. She heard a pleased gasp from the four adults, and the pressure on her cuntlips lessened slightly.

She looked down to see the cockhead enveloped by her cunt. Could, in fact feel it's swollen fullness stretching the inside her cunt tunnel. "That’s three." Anne breathed.

Mark shoved forward, and Casey jerked against the hands holding her as more of the monster cock drove into her body.

"Four !" laughed Dave.

"Five!" Jack said.

"Six!" Anne giggled.

Casey felt like she was being ripped in half, like her groin was being cut apart, split up the middle by a horrible spear of pain that jammed itself ever further into her belly. Never had her cunt felt so tight, so full and bloated.

"Seven !... Eight!... Nine!"

Her whole body was shivering and writhing against the table as Mark continued to press into her. His cock drove deeper and deeper into the small teenager's body, his powerful erection sliding into her crack like a snake pushing into a wormhole.

"Ten!... Eleven!"

She felt the cockhead ramming up against the end of her cunt pit, but still it thrust down into her. Like the irresistible force against the immoveable object, it continued to press harder and harder, until accompanied by an incredible spasm of pain it seemed to break past or through whatever was blocking it and slammed up into an area of her guts she had never before felt.

She twitched and jerked spastically, her mouth whining and babbling in pain and woozy confusion.

"She’s got a foot of cock in her, she’s done!" a voice yelled.

"No she's not, there’s still a bit left."

Ann slid her hand down to the join between the cock and pussy, her fingers going around Mark's prong, and her face bending forward to look from inches away.

"Give her to me!" Mark gasped.

They let go her arms and legs, which Casey no longer had control over anyway. Mark lifted her off the table. His huge fingers slid around her waist, completely encompassing the thin body of the teenager. His fingers joined together around her back, and his thumbs pressed against each other over
her belly button.

His hand then went around her ass and he jerked her up in the air against him. Casey's head lolled forward against his chest as he straightened to stand upright, with the girl still impaled on his monster cock.

He settled his body, bending his knees for balance, then suddenly sprang upward, jolting the small teenager up into the air.

Six or seven inches of hard cockmeat was ripped out of her cuntmouth as Casey flew upward, then Mark, with the help of gravity, slammed the girl back down, even as he thrust upwards with his groin.

Casey screamed as the enormous fuck pole ripped up into her cunt tunnel and into her womb itself. Her groin came crashing down against Mark's, her legs flopping to the sides, her upper body slamming against his chest. There were
gasps of disbelief and excitement from the others as they witnessed the impalement of the pretty blonde girl.

Mark bent again, then threw Casey upward. This time eight or ten inches pulled free of the constricting walls of her cunt.

Again she was jerked back downward, and violently impaled upon the massive penis. Again,... and again,... and again Mark threw the blonde up and jerked her down.

Casey was flung up and down like a lifeless rag doll. Her cunt was reamed and ripped by the monster cock she continually rose and fell on. Her consciousness was driven into a small corner of her mind, overpowered by the pain and shock of the forceful penetrations. Yet roiling and tossing amid the maelstrom of pain a churning windmill of sexual energy and heat was growing, activated by the furious raping movement of the monster prick within her.

Her cunt loosened, marginally. Girl juices poured down into her shocked fuck tunnel. Her arms, quite instinctively, locked around Mark's neck, trying to hold herself in place.

Her legs scrabbled against his muscular hips several times, before succeeding In folding around his waist. This lessened her movement as he flung her upward, but not by much.

Her groin continued to be jerked and yanked up and down. Her pussy was churned and squeezed by the prick embedded within it.

Mark fell backwards onto a chair, pulling the girl atop him. Her body dropped down onto his, her twat skewered as it enveloped his massive prong.




MARINE SEX SLAVE

Part Nine

Casey felt the monster penis throb and pulse within her silky cunt tunnel. Little cries and mewls of stupefaction came from the bewildered girl’s mouth as she was assaulted by wave upon wave of high tension sexual pleasure that surged out of Mark's cock and seeped into every fiber of her being.

The slender beauty was oblivious, so centered on the pain and pleasure ravaging her cunt was she. Jack stepped behind her and pushed his raging hardon against the crinkled little anal opening hovering behind and just above her crammed cuntal cavity. Her ass was spread wide, her buttocks up and out. His cock had little difficulty, especially with the power his excitement leant him, penetrating her rectal cavity and punching down into her guts.

Casey's eyes opened even wider. She seemed to shiver all over, as her cunt was pressed even harder against the huge meat pole stuffing her belly. A long low moan of utterly mindless pleasure escaped her mouth. It sounded strangely like the wind whipping through a crack in a door frame. Her continuous moan rose higher and higher, until the girl was
shrieking in furious, raging ecstasy and gratification.

Her body spasmed continuously, writhing and jerking between the two men. Her head banged up and down against Mark's chest as a blinding hurricane of sensations tore apart her mind and sent it spinning helplessly through a mad
vortex of raging ecstasy and pleasure.

Mark’s cock exploded, and cum fire hosed up into her belly, washing her womb out with its hot salty juices. The immense pressure of the pillar stuffing her overfilled snatch caused his spunk to spray in a ring shaped wave out from Casey’s straining cuntlips. He threw his arms around the teenager to hold her tight against him as her cunt sucked and jerked spastically on his rigid cockpole, ripping and squeezing the sperm out of it with powerful cramping pulls.

Casey grunted continuously, her body twitching and jerking uncontrollably in Mark's tight embrace. Her body flushed red, then paled to paper white. Jack groaned and stuffed his organ deep into her asshole, spewing forth his cum juice, pumping it up into her bowels as he groaned in satisfaction.

Inside Casey's body and mind, pandemonium reigned. Tornadoes of immense power tore back and forth through her brain. Her body shook wildly, vibrating in tune to the furious pounding.

Her heart sent blood pumping through her veins at a furious rate. Every inch of her soft teenage skin turned crimson and began to rapidly deepen towards purple. Every functioning nerve ending in and on her body screamed a message of pleasure and she howled like a bitch in gratification.

Mark and Jack pumped more and more sperm into the thrashing screaming teenager, their cocks sucked and drained by the vacuuming holes enveloping them. Casey choked and gurgled a final time, her mouth gargling an utterly
inhuman sound, Then the dazed teen dropped senseless, swallowed into the black pit of unconsciousness.

"H... H... Ho... Holyyyyy SHIT!" Jack groaned.

"What a cunt ! ---- What a cunt !" Mark panted. “Never --- NEVER felt ANYTHING, So hot so tight. I thought her hole was going to bite my dick off."

Guys! I think you broke her! Are you sure she's still alive !?" Anne exclaimed.

"Her hearts pounding like a jackhammer." Mark sighed, cradling the girl in his arms as Jack pulled his cock from her clutching asshole.

Anne and Dave pulled the unconscious teenager off him, her crack slipping off his softened penis easily. They lay her down on the deck, her legs still spread apart, her head lolling to the side. "Look at that cunt!" Anne gasped.

Casey's slit was now a gaping oval hole in her crotch, big enough for the woman to slide three fingers into without touching the sides. But even as they watched, the tunnel recovered and the pussy walls pulled together to
leave the same small crack in her crotch as before.

"I don’t believe what I just saw.” Dave marveled. He reached down to the miracle pussy in front to them and had to use force to slip his finger into her. He turned to the others in awe, “That hot young cunt could take a fence post and still be tight afterwards. With pussy like that all the time, it’s no wonder all the brass are clueless. They’ve all fucked their brains out.”

"She's good for a lot of fucking yet." Mark sighed. “Who do I have to kill, Dave, to get another shot at this kind of snatch. It would be worth the twenty in Levenworth.”

As the first inklings of awareness returned to Casey, she thought dizzily, ‘But they were only enlisted men.’



Her duties with the General went on for about six months, then one day she received new orders. She was being transferred. They didn't bother to tell her where of course.

She was simply packed away on another cargo plane, with her standard issue uniforms and the few pitiful belongings she called her own, and sent to her new post.

To her surprise she recognized the camp, although it was not the one she started her training at. She was at her own home base! The one her father and she lived at before she joined the marines.

She hoped she would be given a chance to see her family while she was here. She wondered if they'd even recognize her in uniform. On the General’s orders she had allowed her hair to grow considerably in the past year, it now brushed her shoulders.

She was met at the plane and driven to the suzie compound by a young marine. Casey marveled at the suzie compound, it was much bigger and better equipped than the one in Japan. Fifteen foot tall razor wire topped walls surrounded acres
of land. The compound contained an entire man-made lake where marine officers, accompanied by naked suzies, lounged around in comfort, basking in the heat. There were a number of small islands just right for having heated sex on.

The young marine escorted her to main building to report. Inside were saunas, hot tubs, massage rooms, and banquet halls, as well as lavishly equipped rooms for using the girls.

Casey was assigned a billet and barely had a chance to unpack when she received orders via the room’s intercom to prepare herself and go to one of the sex rooms. She showered quickly and hurried down to the room.

It was done up comfortably. It was decorated to look like a little girl's room. There were posters on the walls. A big four poster bed was covered in pink and white chintz , and there were dolls and teddy bears scattered about.

She put on the baby doll top and panties she found there and got into bed. She turned off the lights and dozed a little while waiting for her first assignment to come in. She knew she was a substitute for this officer’s own daughter. The kind of officers who would chose this room had a hardon for their own little girls, and used this as a substitute.

The door opened, brightening the room momentarily, then closed. She kept her eyes closed, pretending to be asleep. She felt him approach the bed and then sit down on it next to her. She lay on her back, the covers up to her chin.

She felt the covers slowly pull back. They slid down off her body till she was completely uncovered. Still she kept her eyes closed, though she peeked – a little. She couldn't see anything but shadows in the darkened room anyway.

She could hear his breathing deepen as his excitement mounted. Then a big hand gently slid across her breast, over the thin white top. It lay against her quickly swelling breast very lightly, then squeezed just a bit.

Ever so slowly the hand slithered off her heated tit mound and down over the naked skin of her belly. The hand stroked the soft, warm skin there for a minute, then moved further. It walked across her panty covered abdomen and down over her crotch. Again it squeezed lightly, before moving down and stroking her legs and inner thighs. She felt the hand tremble slightly as it stroked her skin, then it was removed.

She felt a hand at her top again. The top could be untied in the middle, and the stranger proceeded to do just that. Again he was very slow and gentle, as if not wanting to wake her.

Casey felt the caress of cool air as top of her baby doll nightie opened. She felt it parting and falling to her arms, being gently pulled aside so her naked breasts could be viewed. Still she lay unmoving, breathing full, even breaths as if asleep.

She felt a hand on her left breast. It squeezed her breast slowly, then the fingers slid onto her nipple and pinched it very delicately. Casey felt a tingle in her loins as the scenario unfolded. The little play was exciting her too.

The big hand covered her breast, squeezing it and stroking the silky skin. Then she felt hot shaky breathing next to her right boob. A tongue slithered onto her nipple and licked it gingerly. The tongue slid around her breast for a minute
then returned to her nipple and she felt his lips encircling the now erect little nub.

His mouth pressed over her nipple and suckled on it softly. Casey moaned helplessly. It did not phase the man. It could be interpreted as part of the play anyway. His hand continued to lightly squeeze her left breast as his mouth suckled on her right.

After a few minutes he withdrew slightly, then she felt his hands sliding feather like, down over her ribs, and over her belly to the waistband of her panties. His hand slid beneath the elastic and down over her abdomen and onto her bald
pubic mound. His fingers slid up and down her slit gently, then one finger dipped slightly inside before the hand withdrew.

She felt his fingers grasp both sides of the waistband and very slowly peel the thin girlish panties down over her hips. She helped by raising her ass off the bed very slightly, and unnoticeably. The panty slid off her hips and down her legs, to be pulled off her feet.

She lay there completely naked now, her skin flushed and her cunt boiling at the slow teasing game. His hands pulled her legs apart with a gentle insistent pull on the ankles.

When Casey’s legs were wide apart, she felt his hand return to her crotch. He started stroking and squeezing her pubic mound, light touches, so gentle,so kind. Then she felt his mouth against her and trembled with anticipation.
His tongue licked lightly along her slit, up and down it went, very slowly and softly. The tongue continued to trace her tight hairless slit until the lips moistened and parted. He pushed in with just the slightest force, dipping a
little inside the velvety lips of her twathole. Sensations of the lightest touches and hot moist breaths flickered over her little clit repeatedly, driving her slowly mad as she fought to fulfill his incestuous fantasy, to show no reaction.

Her belly boiled with lust and desire.

Slowly he licked up her body, his tongue sliding all over her abdomen and belly and then up over her rip cage to her breasts. He was using more force now, as his own excitement took over.

His naked body slid up her own, she felt his weight settle over her as his mouth sucked and chewed on the side of her neck.

His hands were squeezing her breasts with heavy pressure now and she felt his meaty erection against her belly. She figured nobody would be expected to sleep through this so she pretended to wake.

"H..Huuuhhhh?" she said groggily.

"I...Is T..that you Daddeeeee?" she asked in a little girl voice.

"Ssshhhhhh." was the soft reply.

His mouth slid onto hers and his tongue moved past her parted lips and into hers. His body settled firmly atop her and his hand reached down for his penis and placed the fat tip against her oozing pussy slit.

"Dadddeeeeeeeeeee!" she complained softly. "I feel so funny down there!" He didn't reply, pulling her mouth back to his and pushing downward with his hips. His cockhead pushed against her vaginal lips and tenderly shoved them aside.

Slowly and gently it slid down, down, ever more deeply into her flooding cunt sheath, the fat rigid penis inching into the blonde teenager with loving consideration for her pretended innocence, with delightful warmth and tenderness. His cockhead slid up against her cervix and she felt his balls against her tight buttocks as he sank all the way in.

His hands squeezed and kneaded her swollen breasts as their mouths mashed together passionately. Casey felt her lust rise even higher, felt herself approaching her first orgasm.

The cock began to slowly pump inside her. Very slowly it eased back out and then slid back in. She moaned softly, and shivered in happiness. "OOOooooooo it’s so big daddeeeeeeee!" she whined.

The cock began thrusting into her faster now and with force. His head came down and suckled ferociously on her tight, hot, sweaty breasts. His hands slid under her and gripped her satiny buttocks, squeezing and kneading them.

His cock churned her, rutting within her using more and more force. He slid a finger up into her asshole, then two. Now he crammed his cock furiously into her. Casey gasped and then grunted in pleasure as she climaxed under him.

Her body spasmed and her groin humped back up at him as she was engulfed in the throes of carnal bliss.

Suddenly the lights came on. Casey looked up through blinking, blurred eyes and gasped anew as she recognized the marine officer atop her.

It was Dennis Elwood Donovan. Her own father!

He smiled softly down at her and began humping his groin down against her again. His pulsing cock slid in and out of her quivering wet vagina.

"Daddy!" she cried in shock and happiness.

"My little baby!" he murmured.

"I've wanted to do this for so long now."

He lunged forward, driving his cock balls deep inside her and dropped his mouth onto her left breast to suck and chew on her erect nipple.

His head rose again and his arms slid around her, his hand in her hair and the other around her waist as he held her tightly against him.

"Fuck me dadddyyyyyy!" she groaned.

"I will baby. I will. Daddy loves you" he whispered.

His cock thrust deep into her hole, and pumped in and out with fast powerful strokes. Casey groaned in ecstasy as her second climax approached. Then she whimpered as she slid over the edge and fell twitching and shaking into a huge, soul satisfying orgasm of enormous depth and duration.

Her father spurted his jism again and again. Eight times he gushed sperm into her belly as his own cum overtook him and they climaxed together.

"I missed you so much Daddy." she smiled after she had recovered her breath. He had rolled off her, lying next to her on the bed. His arms encircled her, pulling her next to him as they lay together on their sides.

Her buttocks pressed against his crotch as his flaccid penis recovered from it's excitement.

"My little baby." he whispered.

His hand slid down over her belly to her pubic mound and slid absently up and down her slit.

"I missed you too Casey." he said.

"Why didn't you tell me what would happen if I joined the marines?" she wondered softly.

"I couldn't tell you baby. Nobody knows except the corps. I would be betraying the corps if I told anyone else, even you."

His mouth kissed her cheek softly, then nibbled under her ear and along the side of her throat. She squirmed a little against him, her buttocks pressing more firmly into his groin as his fingers danced along her cunt slit. He pinched her clitty gently, making her groan in pleasure.

"I've wanted to fuck you since you were twelve years old Casey." he confessed. When you said you were going to join the corps, I tried to talk you out of it, but I couldn't. You just wouldn’t listen"

"Now somebody else took your cherry." he said sadly.

She sighed her hands gripping his and pressing it more firmly against her cunt. His other arm squeezed her breasts lightly.

"A girl fucked me with a big dildo first." she said sadly.

"What a waste." he murmured.

His hand squeezed and rubbed at her cunt, sending the little blonde into a seething frenzy of aroused nerve endings. Her ass humped against his crotch as he dug his fingers into her cunt. One finger, then two, slid up into her.

She writhed against him, then gulped in air and shivered all over. "Cum for me baby." her dad urged. She did, grunting and then groaning loudly as she jerked herself off against his fingers, her gooey cum juice dribbling out over his fingers as he pumped them inside her.

"My sweet little baby Suzie." he whispered happily.

Then the door opened and five more men in uniform entered. All were marine officers. She looked up at them and smiled in welcome. Three were her uncles, the fourth her granddad, the fifth her brother.

Her dad sat back on his heels and watched fondly as Casey was covered by his first brother's body and she writhed beneath him in orgiastic bliss. He saw his brother's big cock push against her tiny slithole and then disappear inside the girl. Her uncle fucked into her methodically.

As her dad watched, his brother’s cock sliced in and out of Casey's little bare cunt slit. Her dad grinned as he watched her eyes roll back in her head and then her mouth open in an ecstatic groan of release as she came again.

Casey got off the bed and strutted around for the men, posing and modeling her lovely naked body before their admiring eyes.

"She has such a beautiful round ass." said her brother. She smiled shyly at him in gratitude.

"Well, why don't you fuck it then, Danny boy?" one of her uncles laughed. Her brother laughed too and pushed Casey facedown on the bed. "Just lie flat Case." he told her. He spread her legs apart and pushed his penis against her tight little wrinkled back opening.

Casey loosened her muscles to help his entry as his cock plunged down into her asshole all the way to the bottom.

"It's sooooooo tight!" he marveled. Her dad, still sitting on the bed stroked her hair, and she looked up at him and smiled breathlessly as her brother began to fuck his cock in and out of her rectum with fast, pistoning strokes.

She grunted in time to his thrusts and wiggled her ass as much as she could. His cock rasped back and forth in her little round hole, driving her into excited gasps of passion. His hands dug under her and squeezed her breasts tightly, his fingers mauling and clutching his sister's tit flesh so it oozed out between them. His hips smashed down against her lovely white buttocks making a soft slapping noise as the other men looked on excitedly.

"Ream her out boy!" one of her uncles urged.

He grunted and then lost control. His cock seemed to swell even more and then exploded deep inside her. He groaned loudly as he sprayed her insides with his seed.

"Thanks Case." he panted. He rose, pulling his cock out of her opening and patted her on the ass.

Casey then rose to her hands and knees, baring her crotch to the excited men.

She turned around and looked at them coyly, then dropped her head and shoulders to the mattress, her tits squashed under her and her ass lay open and inviting as her uncles laughed in appreciation.

Her second uncle knelt behind her and thrust himself into her cunt. He pumped for several minutes as Casey purred like a cat and rammed her ass back against him. She moaned and came again as his cock hammered away inside her.

She rubbed her titties against the mattress, squashing them flat, as she shuddered through an extended orgasm. Her uncle gasped as her clutching cunt squeezed and sucked on his prick and he exploded deep inside her belly.

She felt his hot love juices flooding down into her belly and sighed in pleasure.

Her third uncle took his place and began fucking her in the same manner, while her Dad sat in front of her, his legs to either side of her head. He pulled her face up a little and placed his erect cock against her lips.

She sucked it down deep into her throat, deep throating him with loving passionate sucking motions.

He sighed in delirious pleasure. The feel of his daughter’s lips around his cock driving him into a quick ejaculation.

Casey didn't mind, she drank down his sperm happily, slurping and sucking on the salty juice, and cleaning off his cock with her soft rasping tongue.

Her third uncle was slamming his cock in and out of her cunt furiously, then he pulled out, and placed the cockhead against her winking asshole. The sight of the deep indentation between her buttocks, with the winking crinkly anus peeking up at him, was too much for him to resist.

His cock plunged down into his niece's rectum with one smooth thrust. He pumped it in and out as the other men watched the girl fondly.

Then Casey whined and began humping back furiously. Her asshole squeezed and tore at his girl fucker as her sucking cavern gulped down his entire penis and then spasmed around it. They both spewed at the same time.

Grandfather lay back on the bed and motioned to her kindly. Casey enthusiastically mouthed and sucked his shriveled old cock into massive erection throating it gratefully to show her respect for the kindly gruff, old man, who had never said an unkind word to her throughout her troubled childhood. When her ministrations brought him to full erection, she scooted up and grabbed his penis to quickly skewer herself on
his spit slick shaft. “Grandpa, I’ve come to play!” she giggled in a girlish voice.

He lovingly stroked her hair and fondled her throbbing tits, gently rubbing her distended nipples with his rough dry fingers. His deep gravelly voice rumbled deep in his chest.
Casey sat up straighter and looked into his steel gray eyes. Ever since she was a tiny, tiny girl she truly believed that this man’s voice was what God’s voice should sound like. What he now said gave her a true benediction, “good girl, Casey. always such a good, good girl, the service is proud to have you. we are all proud to have you.”

Casey’s heart swelled with love for this wonderful old man. She saucily saluted her granddad and began to vigorously massage his ancient member with her cunt muscles, using
all the powers of vaginal persuasion she had learned over the past year, grinding and rutting her crotch into his grizzled grey pubes. His eyes widened in amazement.

After ten minutes of her best efforts, he firmly grasped her chin with one hand while pinching her stiff nipple with the other. He stared deeply into her crystal blue eyes, and spoke, “Titmouse, no one has done that to me so well since the first time I had Gramma Donovan, God rest her soul. It was just before I kidnapped her out of the best whorehouse in the french quarter. I married her two days later. Got in a hell of a lot of trouble with my c. o. about it too. Wanted her himself, the slick popinjay. I think I pissed off half the general staff to. She was just about your age at the time; a child bride. Don’t recall that she was nearly so pretty as you though.”

Casey stiffened and had a TREMENDOUS orgasm that swept her mind away, just from the sound of his words. Some eternal time latter, when she came back to herself, tears
of joy were leaking from her eyes, she was driving her tongue lustily down her grampa’s throat. He was still pinching her nipples and she realized she had been thrust fucking him
wildly. Dementedly riding his venerable member like a pogo stick. She heard his deep labored breathing and her eyes widened with concern, His heart! His HEART, she thought, if she had hurt him…

Grandpa gasped and chuckled. “I’m not THAT old yet, sweet-heart. Or if I am, there’s no other way I’d rather shuffle off this mortal coil. You do that well too, would have made a
great rough rider. You are so fresh and full of life! So maybe, just maybe, you should turn around and show me what other talents you have picked up in the service. Let one of the
younger folk learn what a slice of heaven is, before I have to call back from there and tell ‘em.”

All in a dither, Casey quailed, “sorry, sorry sorry gramps, and crushed her swollen nipples deeply against grampa’s chest while covering his wrinkled brow with delicate kisses. She quickly dismounted, gave grandpa’s pecker a quick suck and deep throat, before mounting him with her asshole. Gramps fondled her tits lovingly, then laid back on the bed, pulling her with him.

Then her brother just had to fuck her again and boy was he ready! This time he had her in the missionary position, with her asshole straining around her Grandfathers sturdy cock. It felt extremely strange to Casey as their lips locked together. Kissing her brother was so wonderful, yet she wouldn't have dreamed of doing it a year ago.

She threw her legs up around him, jerking him tightly against her. He slammed into her crotch and stabbed her repeatedly, rocking her on her grandfathers massive cock while she was mindful to choke gramp’s pecker with her tight asshole. Her brother’s cock ruptured inside her throwing her into a prolonged orgasm. His youthful stamina had given her uncles time to recover.

Her first uncle fucked her in that same position. Her mind still concentrated on trying to give Grampa the best assfuck of his long eventful life. Her uncle pushed her ankles up onto his
shoulders to take some of her weight and get a better angle, ramming his cock up her stuffed snatch and winking at her as he dumped his seed in her. Casey came again, bucking back wildly.

He second uncle pinned her legs wide open to give himself an open deck to play on. Casey could move very little in this position and worried a little about their combined weight on Gramp’s, so she religiously massaged the dick up her ass with all her skills trying desperately to vacuum the spunk from her patriarch while her uncle stirred his wick in her pussy, rutting her from a different direction every few strokes, forcing her to a blistering orgasm.

Casey became aware again with her last uncle holding her, with her legs bent up against her ears. Her breasts were trapped between her legs and crushed against her uncles chest. This uncle was rabbit fucking her with quick sharp strokes, she was happy that her weight was off her Grampa. Yes! Gramps was still with her. His log was stuffing in and out of her spasming shit hole, in time with his youngest son’s quick vigorous strokes. Casey’s heart gave a leap and her snatch started to spasm too, tipping her into another marvelous cum and sucking the jism from her uncle.

“Oh Daddy, I love you sooo, sooo, much I can not put it in words.” Casey cooed, in response to her father’s long hard, masterful strokes into her weeping shuddering cock pit. She was once again snuggled in her fathers loving arms. She wrapped her lithe legs around his pistoning hips; rutting
back to him and hanging from his arms while she kissed his muscular chest. “Keep loving me Daddy. It feels so good. It feels like I am finally home. Daddy, don’t ever stop fucking me, but let me lay back on Grampa’s chest.” Her father’s tears dripped down on Casey’s adoring uplifted face.

“Uncles, Please, one of you mount my sluttish chest, make a cunt of my tits and give me your cream. I want to hold the two of you in my hands and draw out your wonderful jism once more.

“Grampa, I want nothing more in life than to pleasure the cocks of the patriotic men who defend our great country. Unless I can find a cock as long and hard and eternal as yours, attached to a man as kind and wise as you are to marry. It is the greatest honor a slut could ever dream of.”

“Brother, I have said all I can say, Join us. Take my mouth and fuck it hard and deep. Give it to me, all of you! Sperm me, give me your spunk, your cream, your jism, your love juice. Give it….Gumph.

Casey heard a voice, “Talks a lot doesn’t she?

And a response “Yep, just like her Mom.”

And they did give it to her. Twenty minutes later, the uncles sprayed her face, from between her red and aching tit mounds, from the twin jerking hands that directed their dicks to her beautiful cock-stuffed cock-sucking face coating her with scum from chin to eyebrows, Casey came violently,
sucking the sperm from her brother with her screams of orgasm.

The men retreated slightly out of respect for her father and grandfather. Eight hand returned though, to her screaming, shuddering body; rubbing their juices into her eyes, ears and nostrils, spreading the jism over her sweaty bosom. Hands began brutally crushing and twisting her red and slimy milk jugs. Pinching and twisting her rock hard nipples. Her screams became shrieks of painful intensity, as Casey came again, and again.

Two more hands joined in, wrenching apart her ass cheeks. Her Grandfather’s pounding of her swollen bleeding asshole never ceased. The orgasms never stopped for the teenaged marine and her voice became rasping and hoarse, screams replaced by coughing gagging pitiful whimpers. Hands shifted, spreading and torturing her red and swollen labia, exposing the swollen pounding woman splitting weapon of her father rutting tirelessly into her, drawing cum after cum after cum from the sweat soaked, thrashing, twitching, shuddering, spasming wreck of a woman.

At last, two aged and liver spotted hand worked their way to her bulging enflamed clitty. One hand painfully wrenched up the soaking hood, the other folded the clit itself in two and jerked it back and forth, twisting it harshly to draw the last possible orgasms from the girl, and sound like a tea kettle
whistling emerged from deep in the lungs of the fucked out little split-tail.

Father and son looked at each other. Grandfather and Father spoke at long last sure that they had drawn every possible sensation from the barely conscious girl, “Yup, just like her mum.” And gave up their spunk together to her sucking, feverishly hot holes, filling her to overflowing, front and back. They pissed their love injections into her abused core. Triggering the collapse of all her voluntary muscles. Piss poured from her slit as cum dribbled out of her flaccid orifices.

Casey orgasmed again - happy and secure at last in the arms of her loving family.

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