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9th Sepetmber 2003
Rachael Goldstein woke with a splitting headache, and aching all over her body. It was a few moments before she remembered the cause of her pain.
Rachael had been on patrol with her unit in the disputed Gaza Strip. It was supposed to be a routine operation. The Palestinian "settlers" had built their shanty houses, and as always the mighty Israeli army were going to destroy them.
Rachaels unit was supposed to quell the inevitable protest from the crowd, and keep watch for any terrorists. It should have been a simple job, after all, she had done this many times before.
Rachael always felt sorry for the settlers. Israel always allowed them to put a lot of effort into building their modest houses before they demolished them. It kept the Palestinians demoralized, and showed the might of "God's Chosen People". Only this time it went wrong.
The crowd had turned ugly, but before she could fire at them she was over run. She remembered fighting as she and her unit were surrounded and dragged to the ground by the screaming mob. The noise was deafening and she was being punched and clawed before a blow to her head rendered her unconscious.
Rachael tried to move but realized that her hands were tied behind her. She tried to stand but her feet were also tied. She took stock of her surroundings.
She was lying on a cold concrete floor. Light streamed in from windows set high in the wall. A basement! Lifting her head she could see two other Israeli soldiers sharing her cell. Both were equally hogtied.
Rachael painfully shuffled until she could prop her back to the wall and sit up. Her movement caught the eye of her companions.
"Hello Ma'am" one of the soldiers acknowledged her. "Are you OK?"
Rachael looked at Corporal Paul Silbermann and tried to smile. "I am fine" she replied. Do you know where we are?"
Rachael looked across at the other occupant of the room and recognized Ruth Gottleib, also from her unit. Ruth was lying still on the floor, but she was breathing.
"I am not sure ma'am. We are prisoners of the Palestinian Liberation Organisation, but just where they are holding us, and why, I don't know".
"I am sure we will find out soon enough. Has Ruth moved at all or said anything?"
Just then the door of the basement opened and a PLO Officer entered, followed by two soldiers.
"Ah, I see Lieutenant Goldstein has joined us", the officer said. "Allow me to introduce myself. I am Captain Rashid of the Palestinian Liberation Organization". The two soldiers pulled Rachael to her feet and held her up in front of the Officer. Rashid nodded and one of the soldiers threw a rope over a ceiling beam, attaching one end to the bonds around Rachaels wrists. The other pulled the rope taut. Rachael, whose hands were secured behind her, was now bent forward suspended by the rope with her feet just taking the weight on the basement floor.
"You can't treat her like this! We are soldiers and must be treated in accordance with the Geneva Convention! What you are doing is unfair! Corporal Silbermann, still lying on the floor shouted at Rashid.
Rashid turned slowly to face the corporal. "The Geneva Convention? I have heard of that' Rashid walked over to where Paul lay. "You come into our country with your tanks, your strike fighters, your helicopter gunships. All financed by America. You blow up our houses, kill innocent people, women, and children. All we have to fight you with is rocks, and stones, and you plead with me to be fair?" Rashid kicked Paul full in the face, breaking his nose and smashing his front teeth. "I will show you fair". With that he spat on the Israeli and turned his attention back to Rachael.
"You will tell us what we want to know about your unit. Then we will trade you for some of our Freedom Fighters that you have imprisoned"
"I will tell you nothing!" Rachael said with a lot more confidence than she felt.
"Then you will die" Rashid said simply.
"I am not frightened of Death." Rachael certainly was, but she knew that like facing a wild dog, showing fear at this point was the worst thing she could do.
Rashid walked towards her and lifted her chin so that he could stare into her eyes. He leered as he said in a low voice, "I am sure you are not, Soldier Girl. After all, you are "God's chosen people. However, I think that there are some things that are worse than death, especially for a pretty Jewish princess' With that her ripped open her battle fatigues and grabbing her breast through her white vest squeezed as hard as he could.
The pain was excruciating and Rachael tried to move away but her arms, suspended behind her back stopped her from moving. She drew in her breath, and then spat in the face of Rashid as he watched her pain. The Officer let go of her breast and lifted his fingers to where the spittle was trickling down his face. Wiping it into his hand he licked it with his tongue and smiled at her. "What a delicious little Jew" He said.
Rashid undid the belt of her combat trousers and dropped it to the floor. Opening the waistband of her pants he thrust his hand inside and groped until he found her vagina. He forced two fingers into her dry cunt, sawing them in and out until she lubricated. then he withdrew his hand and smeared it on her face. As her cum mixed with her tears, Rashid moved his face closer, licking her cheek. "Yes" he said, "Delicious!"
The officer moved behind Rachael and pulled her pants and knickers around her ankles. He nodded to the soldier who held the rope suspending Rachael. Quickly her arms where hoisted until she was bent forward and on tiptoe. Rashid positioned himself behind the now sobbing Rachael.
"Please don't do this" the girl sobbed. "I will do whatever you want. Please don't rape me'. Rashid placed his thick cock at the entrance to Rachaels cunt. "Will you tell me where your unit is based, its strength and number of personnel?" "Yes, anything! Just please don't Agggghhhh!' Rashid plunged into Rachael, holding her hips to give himself leverage. Rachael moved forward to evade the assault on her cunt, but her arms felt as if they were tearing from her shoulders. She screamed with pain as he withdrew to repeat the penetration over and over.
"We know everything that you can possibly tell us" Rashid grunted as he battered at hen cunt. "There is nothing you can give us, except this sweet body of yours. And we are going to take that Jewish cunt. By the time we are finished you will wish for death a thousand times" Rashid held her against him as he ejaculated his Arab seed deep into her womb. Finally he withdrew and pulled up his own pants. He watched as Rachael, now defeated stood suspended in the middle of the cellar. Her dark hair hid some of her face as she sobbed, head hung low. Rashid nodded to the second soldier as he took his place behind the poor girl. As Rachael felt him getting ready she cried out. "Please, no more!" As the soldier force himself into her now sopping cunt, Rashid moved to stand in front of the girl. 'We have many soldiers". He said quietly. "And many who hate you for what you have done to our homes and families. Consider this a form of repayment"
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