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Subject: Vietcong Captive 4/17? (M/F, nc,beast)
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I am not the author. They were written by that prolific writer: - Anon.




                               CHAPTER FOUR


The whip of split bamboo whistled in the air, splatted against the cheeks of
Sera's ass. She squirmed frantically in the small cage, still tied in a bent
over position. The whip came again and again, as she sobbed and screamed.
Usually the bamboo cane cut downwards onto her butt, squeezed out through the
poles to which her thighs were tied. But sometimes it cut upwards, straight
into her exposed cunt. The flaying continued for several minutes.

"You don't tell, filthy American lies, about your masters," the leader of the
Cong band muttered cheerfully, laying the whip on her captive buttocks. "You
make up lie about being offered American meat in exchange for sucking cock of
righteous soldier of people," he panted.

Sera didn't know whether the power of the whip-strokes had eased, or her body
was growing numb and immune to the biting lash. But now there was comfortable
warmth in her body, its source seemingly in her belly and roaming in circles
of heat through her pussy, even her butt hole. Her muscles trembled down the
milky inner planes of her bare thighs. She signed, staring back between her
straddled legs at Truong Qui, as he whipped her naked ass. She blinked
apprehensively, as she watched the flaps of skin, with their golden fleese
pulse and thicken, stirrings of a strange enchantment beginning deep in her
pussy.

"Pleeeeaaaasseee!" Sera wailed. The wires around her tapering thighs were
cutting deeper. "My leeeegggggs," she begged. She gulped, trembling, when the
whipping stopped.

"Oooooo," she moaned as the wires were removed from her upper thighs. It was
almost exquisite, having them gone. Freed from the wires, the back side of the
cage was now swung open by the Cong leader. Sera remained where she was, still
tightly held by her ankles and wrists, but her rear end was now open to her
visitors.

"They off," Truong said. "Now you fuck good, or I put them back. You hear?"

The captured girl hesitated, sobbing for breath, from relief.

"You hear what I tell you?"

Sera turned her head and peered back past her quivering left leg at the
implacable face of the Cong officer. Slowly she nodded her head. "Will you
undo my wrists?"

"Why? Those wires not cutting. Why?" he demanded.

"They hurt," the aching little blonde whimpered. "If you take them off, I can
do it better, fuck you better." Thunder rumbled in her brain, and she was
filled with self-contempt at what she had said, what she had just proposed.

In seconds the wires were gone and he was at her ass, rubbing the stinging,
burning roundness of her butt moons. Sera bit her lips, gripped the bars of
her cage and waited, eyes strangely dry and staring. Muscles in her legs
tensed, her back bowed, she felt the head of his cock prodding into the red,
wet, gaping furrow that would funnel his cock into her cunt.

His prick entered her like a javelin thrust. Sera throttled a scream of
protest, but her snatch quickly shaped around the huge knob and shaft of the
delving cock. She closed her eyes and gripped two of the bars, her knuckles
turning white under the hard grip.

"You ain't fuckin' so good," Truong grumbled. He reached forward and slapped
the back of her head, causing her ears to ring and her vision to blur.
Obediently the little blonde began rocking forward, as he withdrew his cock,
and shoving her ass back on it, as he rammed into her. Her mind seemed to
petrify, but the sense of feeling deep in her cunt was alive and keen, the
walls of her sex tunnel closed snugly around the cruel man's pistoning prick.

"Aaaaiiiieeee, God!" she moaned, waves of animal sensuousness cascading
through her tortured loins.

"Anybod' up your ass yet?" the man panted. "You know, stick cock in your butt?"

Sera sobbed, choking off a squeal, provoked by the smooth, slick glide of his
long, thick, hard cock into her snatch. She shook her head. "No, oooohhh, no,"
she whispered, the words separated by soft gasps. "Just their dirty fingers,"
she added, staring back between her legs, watching his balls swing and sway as
he drummed his prick far into her cunt.

Her skin crawled, as he reached hands through the bars and grasped her waist,
his palms firm against the gentle flare of her naked hips. I'm going to cum,
she thought miserably, each time the plump, firm knob of his cock skidded off
of her cervix and plundered the mouth of her womb.

"Soon, I fuck your ass hole, before I, maybe, kill you," he grunted, and then
laughed.

Sera turned cold, shuddering. Death, merciful death. But, in some way, she
sensed that they wouldn't kill her right away. Not until all of the rotten
little bastards had had all of her body they wanted. Not until they had fucked
her half to death. She climaxed then, her whole body shuddering and exploding
around his thundering prick. As her climax raged, the muscles of her pussy
contracted around the man's spearing prick, milking the long barrel. Sera bit
her tongue, to stave off squalls of depraved ecstasy.

"You goin' tell me everythin' you know about your work, Yankee war information,"
Truong muttered, his fingers digging into Sera's flanks, sending tingling
sparks flashing into her belly, tingling in the tips of her dangling titties.

"I know nothing," she whined. "I just typed and didn't understand anything."

"You lyin' American fuck-bitch," Truong growled, slamming his cock into her,
making her twat hurt from his ruthlessness. "You will detail all you typed and
read and the talk you heard."

"Please," Sera pleaded, her eyes pinching shut against a surge of tears. "I
truly don't know anything."

When his fingers didn't relent she rotated her bottom, twirling her pussy on
his thrusting cock. Aaaaahhh, she sighed silently, when his grasps softened
and he settled into a steady rhythm of sliding his prick into her aching pussy.

"I got a Captain Percy, who won't tell me anything either," the Cong leader
muttered, rising up on his tiptoes, to lever his throbbing cock around in her
burning, itching cunt. "He will talk, or I kill you, and him." He buried his
prick into her pussy and laughed in a hissing gasp.

Sera's brow wrinkled, as she concentrated on wrapping the tingling walls of her
cunt around his lecherous cock. She truly didn't know anything. She typed what
she was told, reports, communications, coded messages. And she had never heard
any conversations that she understood. She wept softly.

And she was cuming again under the brutal, demanding assault of his prick. This
time she couldn't forestall whimperings of depraved pleasure. She didn't want
him to suspect and began yelling "Oooohhh, you're hurting me, killing me!"

He slammed his fist against the back of her head and giggled, shoving his cock
into her cunt faster than ever. His hands slid down her back and latched onto
her dangling nipples, which he squeezed as hard as he could between his thumb
and fingers. "American cunt-bitch is weak, stupid and arrogant," he muttered.
"Maybe I just stay on your ass rest of day and all night, and fuck you insane
and dead."

Without any warning, he was cuming inside of her. His jizz cascaded into her
twat, splattering the walls of her pussy. Sera gasped as the hot torrent of
cum splashed her womb and she started to faint away. She shrank from him, but
he hauled her ass back against the bars. He pulled his prick from her pussy
and cruelly rammed it up her ass hole. Sera screamed, a new surge of fuck-cum-
heat flashing like lightning through her guts. The spray of jizz in her bowels
sent her reeling into a new orgasm, and her senses sharpened. Suddenly he took
his pleasure pole out of her butt hole, as his cock began spewing the last of
his jizz all over her curvy butt cheeks.

He backed away from her, adjusting his clothing and moved slowly towards the
caves. Sera glanced back at him, her brow furrowed, breathing deeply. She
closed her eyes to recover herself. Off to one side, the same large mongrel
dog had sat and taken great interest in her fucking. Occasionally licking his
prick, the beast had sniffed the air, savouring the delicious juicy smells
coming towards him, but had not dared to approach until the Cong soldier had
left the cage. Now he got to his feet and loped towards her. The cold, wet
shock of his tongue arriving hungrily at her vulva brought her awake with a
start. "Oooohhhh, no, not again!" she wailed.

Remorselessly the beast's long tongue scooped into her sopping cunt, as it
hung open and exposed, reaching deep inside her for every juicy drop. The
walls of her pussy responded and squeezed against the wonderful invader. When
there seemed to be nothing left inside to lick up, the beast's sensual tongue
washed around her outer lips, her violated ass hole and her desperate clit,
sending extraordinary shivers through the helpless woman.

Looking back through her legs, Sera could see the beast as he lifted his front
paws onto her back, where she could feel the nails scratching high up near her
shoulders. Behind her the great dog hunched and probed with the stiff, red end
of his tube, searching for the right entrance. In he slipped, and Sera
instinctively arched her back, preparing herself to meet his thrusts. She
moaned to herself.



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