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I am not the author. They were written by that prolific writer: - Anon.




                               CHAPTER SIX


Hazily through the night Sera heard the mongrel dog going at the pathetic
Sister again and again. The first couple of times the nun screamed in protest
and horror and disgust, as it mounted her, finding her exposed gash and ripping
his long, red prick into her defenceless pussy. Perhaps the Sister fainted from
sheer terror and exhaustion, or had accepted the degradation. At least, she no
longer cried out disturbingly through the night. Or maybe they had come and
taken her away from where she was staked to the ground.

Anyway, when Sera was roused the next morning, she was no longer there. The
rice was doled out, and she was ignored. She experienced mixed emotions when
she saw the approach of Truong Qui. Perhaps, she thought, hopefully she had
been co-operative, she would receive more palatable rations.

"Time we talk about military information, intelligence, " he said dangerously.

"But I don't know anything," she cried futilely, as she was released from her
bindings, and hauled from the cage, the muzzle of the machine pistol prodding
her back.

"You will talk," Truong said, almost in a whisper, as she was herded into a
small cave. As they moved from the main chamber of the cavern into a smaller
one, Sera saw a naked figure of a man with his back to her in a bamboo cage
much smaller even than the one in which she had been imprisoned. The nun was
slumped on the dirt floor, her head bowed, and the mongrel nearby.

"Meet Special Forces Captain Percy. He thirty two years old, from California,"
Truong grunted, seating himself on a crude wooden chair behind a table of
rough planks. "Corporal Sera Deere, nineteen years old, Captain Percy. Perhaps
you would be interested to know she fucks my soldiers very satisfactorily, and
as you Americans say, goes down on a man very ardently. She sucks cock for us
Cong heroes."

Sera was aware of intense heat in her cheeks, in her jutting breasts that
tented the thin material of the blouse. She glanced at the tall, gaunt American
with shaggy, stringy hair, and heavy beard, washed with grey. She glanced away
as the American's bluish-grey eyes moved over her face.

"Captain Percy, would you care to make another effort at telling me what
information you have concealed these past eleven months?" Truong asked in a
monotone.

Laboriously the officer repeated his name, rank and serial number. "Come on,
Truong, you know that whatever I could tell you now wouldn't be valid after
that much time, almost a year."

"Aaaaahhh, then Corporal Deere will have to bring us all up to date," he
whistled softly. Sera peered helplessly at the haggard captain, realizing for
the first time that his hands were bound with wire behind his back, and that
there was a length of wire looped about his neck, attacked to a spike driven
into the rock of the low ceiling of the cave's chamber.

"Corporal Deere, would you like the captain's cock?" Truong murmured, with a
hint of a smile. "He has quite a large cock, American bitch. Yesss, quite
large. If pricks were brains, the American bastards would be brilliant, I
think so, " he continued, eyes glittering.

"I like the idea. Captain Percy will fuck you, while you tell me all the
military knowledge that you have," the vicious, vile Cong chieftain said.
"Yessss, I think so, " he hissed, large protruding teeth glistening lewdly in
the fragile light of two lanterns stinking of a low-grade kerosene.

"I can't possibly tell you anything, " Sera said hopelessly. "I didn't know
what the work was I was doing. I've only been over here about six months. And
the things I typed and filed made no sense to me."

"I think you lie," Truong said, standing and coming around the table. He
roughly lowered Captain Percy's black trousers to his feet. "Look at the fine
American prick and handsome balls, Miss Deere. You tell me, and I think suck
this pretty prick and fuck your slutty snatch on it. Or maybe I will have it
slashed off."

Sera shrank back, a cold-hot cringing sensation deep in her pussy. She was
astonished that the American officer remained silent, instead of just standing
there, his eyes lowered. She had a fleeting doubt that the American was capable
of any kind of sex under the circumstances. How could any man, a prisoner like
this, get a, a, a, hard-on. It was understandable how the depraved, degenerate
Viet Cong could achieve penile erection for cock-sucking and fucking. But not
an American, in this hopeless situation.

"Bastard beasts, " the captain muttered, not looking up, but wincing slightly
when the Cong leader squeezed his limber cock in a brutal fist, and then
slugged the American in his balls.

Captain Percy slumped, gagged, as the wire cut into his throat. But Truong
bolstered him, deftly loosened the wire, so that it slipped around the spike
in the ceiling. Truong called for something in Vietnamese, and the two men
carrying a wooden box responded. Sera thought that she recognised one of the
men. There was a brief jabbering among the three of them, and Sera was tossed
onto the plank table, on her back, and held down by a hard hand squeezing
harshly into her left breast.

Her blouse was ripped from her, leaving her completed naked, her legs dangling
over the end of the planks, which bit into her tender butt moons. Fingers
tangled in her snarled hair, held her head up, and she was forced to watch as
Truong and the third man unstrung some wires.

"Yankee field telephone magneto," Truong explained in a tone of patience.

Sera could hear the gritting of the captain's teeth, as a thin wire with a
metal clip was attached to the back of his scrotum. Truong turned a small
crank, and Captain Percy screamed, more out of surprise than from pain.

"A very light shock, " he grinned, his eyes widening to questioning, over-sized
slants in his angular face. "Ready Captain? Corporal Deere, watch what his
balls do, and the top of the Yankee son of a bitch's prick," Truong simpered,
as he gave the crank a rapid back and forth twistings, and the American
stiffened and screamed, spittle trickling from the corners of his mouth,
sticking in his matted, tangled beard.

Sera stared as the twin balls in the heavily haired sac, as they yo-yo'ed and
a tremor danced erratically along the limp hunk of male sex-meat. The purplish
knob expanded, but then wilted back to its normal scope, time and again.
Truong handed the small box with the crank to another man, and picked up a
round bar, not quite an inch in diameter, with a wire attached to it. It seemed
nearly ten inches long, with a thick wrapping of black electrical tape around
the end where the wire was attached.

"You sonnnns of bitchessss!" Captain Percy howled, when the magneto whirred.

Sera jerked spastically, her feet kicking uncontrollably, when Truong touched
the shrivelled tips of her breasts. The faint flash of electricity sparked into
her body, and her heart almost stopped, and then raced. She struggled on the
table as first one of her titties, and then the other, was subjected to the
tingling jolts of electricity. She sobbed convulsively, in terror, astonished
at how the minute sparking caused her breasts to balloon, her nipples grow to
smooth, cherry points.

"Aaaahhhh, aaaahhhhaaahhhhhh, " the three tormentors gurgled, as they lashed
her arms to the legs of the crude sawhorses supporting the planks. A thin rope
was looped tightly across her belly, just above her heaving Venus mound, her
legs left free. She gasped and panted as two rubber-wrapped clips were
attached to her nipples, the tiny teeth biting into her tender, sensitive
flesh.

The crank was then spun rapidly, and there seemed to be a steady pulsation of
electricity flowing from the wires into the turgid points of her flushed
boobies. The blonde gasped for breath, blood coursing wildly through her body.
She could see the American officer only vaguely as he wavered, rising up on
his tiptoes, and then his body going slack, until the next static current
flashed into his hard, uptight balls. His prick wiggled and waggled and
lengthened, the head expanding and contracting. But he had stopped yelling, as
he gritted his teeth and saliva trickled from his slack lips, that tensed in a
ghoulish leer as each bolt hit him.

"Aaaaahhhh," bend over, Captain," Truong said in a wheedling tone, the long,
chromium plated steel bar in one hand. When Percy hesitated, the cruel
Vietnamese whacked him solidly behind the right ear with the bar. "Get your
ass pushed back and your cheeks open wide," he growled.

He laid the rod in the tight cleft of Percy's ass as the crank was twisted.
"Aaaaaiiiiieeee! Jesus Christ!" Captain Percy howled.

Sera was jolted on the table, and tears flooded into her pinched blue eyes.
Percy was bent forward, his hands behind his back, between Sera's legs, drawn
up slightly, trim calves dangling. Percy struggled away, twisting to one side,
cursing the two men who clung to his bound arms. A knee into his belly bent
him almost in half, his back to Sera.

She stared as in a trance, as two small, cruel, brown hands pried the cheeks
of Percy's ass open, exposing his anus. The rubbery leaves were peeled farther
apart, until the inner pinkness of his ass hole was in evidence. The two men
giggled and chattered, as the rounded tip of the heavy rod was positioned
against the tender dimple. Percy slumped and screamed, as the thick rod was
plummeted all the way to the rubber tape wrappings up his tortured ass hole.

The debased American officer shook violently with ragged breathing. Sera
experienced a momentary sense of appalling shame, as she stared between the
cheeks of Percy's butt, at the hideous instrument buried in his bowels. The
wire was still clipped to his balls. She tried to brace herself, as she saw
the two men release the arms of the slumped-over officer. The magneto whirred.
Her sobs of anguish and torment, were drowned out as Captain Percy pranced and
danced, as the steel bar imbedded in his butt hole carried the staccato stream
of electricity into his guts.

In his gyrations of torment, he turned, and Sera gawked at his contorted face.
Her gaze darted to his crotch, and she was astonished to see his prick
twitching. Each time the crank was turned, his prick danced upwards,
stiffening and thickening, the head glowing as it gorged with blood.

A few more slow turns of the magneto, and the American's prick slanted out
from his hairy crotch, gigantic and pulsating. He whimpered like a whipped
child, as charge after charge of electricity was unleashed in his rectum and
into his balls. Tears flushed from his vacant eyes as he was pushed to the end
of the rough table, between her trembling legs.

She raised her head and watched Truong tilt the Captain's enormous cock into
the fuck-trough of her pussy. He was held forward over her. And she closed her
eyes, appalled by the tortured, mad expression on his gaunt face.

"Bitch, you gonna enjoy getting' fucked by handsome Yankee son of a bitchin'
officer," Truong gloated.

There was just a slight twitch of the crank, but enough to spark in the rod in
Percy's ass hole. He hooted sharply, and sort of stumbled forward, driving his
cock deep into Sera's hot cunny. The immensity of his prick, the biggest she
had yet received into her, stretched her walls and sent shivers up through her
belly.

She thought she could feel a trickle of torrid, sticky juice from the captain's
cock, as it was slowly ploughed into her vacuuming snatch. As the walls of her
cunt adjusted to the monstrous prick, a surge of ecstasy cascaded through the
core of her being. Numbly she thought, if there were no more shocks, it might
even be tremendously pleasurable, being fucked by the gasping American Special
Forces captain. Without warning, the magneto was cranked rapidly, and Sera
screamed shrilly and mournfully, as the hot, firm tips of her titties seemed
to explode.

The officer between her legs, his cock planted all the way into her snatch,
gave her half a dozen mighty fuck-lunges, and a tempestuous orgasm rocked her
sanity.

Her cunt received a squirt of jizz that was so hot that it seemed to scald the
walls of her sex-canal. His prick was solidly inside of her, deep, so deep that
his hard groin was crushed against her love mound, squashing her fully
distended clit.

The man's balls felt enormous, lolling in the shallow crevice of her ass,
against her butt hole, heavy, and as coarse as a coconut.

"I've got to. I have to fuck you," he gasped. "They've got me so charged up
that I've just got to fuck hell out of you or go crazy." In a softer tone, so
she barely heard him, he said "Be alert at night, I think soon, we'll get away
from them."

Then he hollered like a maddened animal, as a flurry of electrical current
exploded in his bowels and his nuts. Uncontrolled jizz poured into her
suctioning pussy, the walls grabbing and clutching at his pounding prick, as
he fucked her as furiously as a lustful beast.

Perhaps it was the faint hope of getting away. But Sera was keenly aware of a
singing in her brain, mingled with wanton, brazen ecstasy. Was it true? It
seemed true. She loved his prick diving wildly in and out of her twat, fucking
her wildly, with his jizz pouring into her snatch. The field magneto was
humming almost constantly now, and Sera was sobbing convulsively, doing all
she could do to hoist her crotch up to Captain Percy's plunging prick, feeling
the stream of electricity pouring into her deep in her snatch. She curved her
snatch up to his lustful fucking, and his cock was streaming a steady flow of
cum into her hot, snug hole.

An exquisite sense of enthralment tore through her like a cyclone such as she
had seen in the distance from her Kansas home. The ultimate of sexual ecstasy
throbbed and burned all through her naked body, as she writhed and bounced on
the creaking planks of the rough table. The cock jizzing her pussy was
receiving, filled her with total enchantment of being fucked so wildly that
she thought that she was going mad. Her tits seemed enormous, as she gawked at
them through tear filmed eyes. The tips were like maraschino cherries, red and
ripe and smooth. Captain Percy was giving her cunt a prodigious reaming with
his enormous, masterful American cock.

Numbly, her words began to register in her ears. She was screaming for him to
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Shove your huge cock into me and fuck me. Jizz me and make
me cum. Screw me with your beautiful prick and send me to heaven. Fuck me some
more 'til I faint." Sera gulped for breath, and then shrieked in a shrill
wavering voice.



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