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Taliban Interrogation
by Catscanner (address withheld)
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Suspected female Taliban sympathizers are
"interrogated" at an undisclosed location somewhere in
Afghanistan. (M+/F, nc, rp, v, tor, huml, military)
***
The building wasn't much more than a tattered amount of
plaster and timber but it was our main HQ for the time
being. The Afghanistan countryside looked almost like
back home in Arizona. That's where all similarities
stopped. My men and I were part of a task force to weed
out and harvest information from known Taliban
sympathizers.
All of the men with me lost someone dear to them of
Sept. 11th. I needed these types of men to help me in
my objective. Our methods were questionable but
extremely effective.
We already accounted for the discovery of several
Taliban strong holds.
Amat Hussel was a big beefy Turk that spoke the lingo
perfectly. Just like a native. His wife and son were
aboard the plane that struck the first tower.
The prisoners made their way in. There was always some
type of surprise each day. Today the Afghani
countryside coughed up four women in military attire.
Amat informed me that they were found trying lay some
antipersonnel mines in the vicinity of our troops. I
told him to ask them the standard questions and as
expected the prisoners refused.
I looked around at the men in the room with me. We
didn't care about rank in my unit. I was in charge,
that's all that mattered. I spotted Wingo in the
corner. His sister was aboard the plane that stuck the
Pentagon. Black hair, medium build of Cherokee
heritage.
Ruppenstein was a New Yorker. Red hair, muscular, big
guy. His brother was a firefighter that went into the
trade towers but never came out.
Duffy was the result of a black and Samoan union. This
guy made The Rock look like the poster child for anemic
disorder. His mother worked in the first tower. She is
believed to be of the many that jumped to their death
rather than to be burned alive.
I told Amat to order them to remove their headgear. As
they did they all revealed long beautiful lustrous
brown hair. I instructed Amat to convince them that it
would be far better for them to cooperate. That all the
men in this room held little sympathy for them or their
cause.
After the translation the first female soldier yelled
something then spat on the floor. "You don't have to
translate that Amat. Wingo lock the doors, Duffy you
and the rest help our guests off with their clothes."
Wingo got that small smile on his face, "Does this mean
that it's 'Play time' Sir?"
"I believe that we all need a slight break from the
routine. Wouldn't you all agree?"
The lock came down swiftly but not as swiftly as the
soldiers did on the prisoners. The sound of tearing
material was almost as paramount as the screams of the
women.
Duffy had the first prisoner's breasts one in each hand
as Wingo held her arms behind her back. Each prisoner
had her on set of captors and was all in different
stages of undress.
I looked to the far right and saw Amat stuffing his
huge dick into the ass of a small framed woman. Her
rather large tits were flopping out and smacking
together as her rode her shit hole. She flailed and
screamed as did her comrades.
A third prisoner was sandwiched by the Carson brothers.
They lost their father, a police officer that had also
entered one of the towers. Their prisoner was trying to
scratch and kick them but her actions just drove their
cocks into both of her orifices that much deeper.
I approached the last prisoner. To my surprise she
spoke English. "Let us go! This is not part of the
Geneva Convention!"
"Neither are murdering thousands of innocents for your
cause you filthy whore." With that I ripped open the
front of her tunic and out popped the must beautiful
pair to DD breasts.
They were extremely firm and had large aureole and
stiff nipples. She just stood there with her hands on
her hips not caring about her naked top.
"You dogs think that you scare us? Your dicks barely
are noticeable."
"Is that so?" I said. "It sure as hell doesn't sound
like that from your sisters, sister!" One captive, the
one with Amat, was yelling something to her leader as
the big Turk filled her shit hole with his quality
beef."
Tears were streaming down her face as she screamed at
the assault upon her rectum.
Amat laughed loudly and said, "She's begging for you
woman to shut the fuck up because she's making us
angrier!"
"Pigs! Let us go!!"
She didn't even see it coming. I laid my combat boot
quick and straight into her mid abs, knocking the air
right out of her. As she fell to the floor I tore off
her camous and her underwear. My dick was hard and her
hole was so dry. It hurt both of us as I forced my nine
inches of hardware into her Taliban black hairy cave.
"Get off! Get OFF! She screamed as tears flowed down
her hot cheeks.
"Hey baby, I'm trying and if you keep moving like that
I WILL! Get my rocks off that is. Tell me where your
leaders or troops are!"
"Fuck you American Dog!"
I placed my teeth around one of her breasts. I bit down
hard and could feel the nipple tickle the back of my
throat as I heard her scream. I brought my hand under
and behind her as and forced her asshole open with my
middle finger.
"No! No! You filthy infidel! You cannot! THAT is
forbidden! It is against the Karin!"
My dick was now slick with her juices and plowing her
was easier.
"Oh I'm sorry princes. In that case I surely will take
my finger out." As I said this I rolled her on her
stomach and in doing so twisted her right arm up behind
her and locked her down.
"What are you doing?"
"Nothing more then what your people tried to do to us!
Now shut up and take it up your stink-hole bitch!" With
that the head of my dick speared open her firm ass
cheeks and I felt the heat from her asshole touching
the tip of her rectal wrinkles.
"Stop! Stop! It is forbidden!"
I believe that people back in New York could have heard
her scream as my purple-headed intruder went cave
searching into her bowels. It felt so hot and buttery
soft. My entire shaft slide into her until I felt her
asscheeks butt up against my abdomen. I purposely
rotated my hips so that my manhood could sword blade
side to side inside this whore asshole.
I wanted to make her suffer like every one of us had
suffered, more so. I could kill her and all of her
entourage but THAT still would take away the pain.
"Do you smell that princess? That's the smell of
revenge!"
I was riding her ass and I brought my head down and bit
her neck. I could taste her sweat and my dick was
plowing in her soft hot sphincter. Her tunnel gripped
around my dick like a hot glove refusing to let me go.
I could feel the tissues of her rectum clinging to me
as I pulled out. Her screams echoed in my head but like
a narcotic made me want to hurt her even more.
"My boy Durazo here is going to feed you his dick. If
you bite him or if he tells me that he feels any teeth,
I'll really make you hurt. I'll take out my dick, but
I'll shove this dagger's blade right in its place and
cut through your asshole so that you have a really big
pussy. Any time you take a shit, you'll have to dig
turds out of your pussy do you understand that BITCH!"
"Yes, Yes, just don't hurt me anymore!"
"Well, well princes, it looks like you're slowly
learning your lessons here. Okay Durazo, give it to
her. Put your chorizo dick into her mouth!"
Durazo was of Mexican heritage but didn't speak
Spanish. Ironically his brother was in tower two acting
as an interpreter for an American company. He too
expired on 9-11.
Durazo opened his zipper and I felt her tremble as she
witnessed 14 inches of the hardest meat ever to come
her way.
"I, I can't, it's too big!"
"Would you rather have THAT where I am in now?"
Without hesitation she put a lip lock on Durazo's cock
head that would have made both Monica Lewinski and Bill
Clinton proud.
Durazo slid his meat in and was obviously blocking her
air supply, but eventually she learned how to breathe
on the down beat. His brown meaty hands contrasted to
that of her lighter skin. He was pulling hard on her
nipples and would on occasion run a thumbnail over the
area where my teeth had bit her breast earlier.
I looked around and saw the other three women being
raped. The tiny-framed girl that Amat had been corn
holing was in addition being fucked in her pussy by
Ruppenstein. He was on his back and they had pulled the
woman on top of him as Amat remounted her shit hole
from behind. Ruppenstein was running his tongue between
her tits and taking small nips at her breasts each time
Amat would push forward and force-feed a round mound of
flesh into Rupp's mouth.
The Carson brothers had swapped positions several
times. They traded once again except that the one that
was in her ass now made his way to her face.
"I want you to lick the shit of my dick and swallow
bitch! I want you to give me the best blow job I've
ever had or I'll gouge your eyes out with my thumbs and
skull fuck you--do you understand?"
The broad that Durazo and I were raping yelled
something to the gal that the Carson brothers had and
she immediately grabbed his dick and started sucking
for dear life. So good in fact that Jeff Carson
exploded like a Howitzer canon. We all laughed out loud
as her cheeks literally ballooned out with each of his
ejaculations.
His brother Tom was pumping her ass so hard that HIS
ass was a blur. Both he and the bitch yelled at the top
of their lungs as he flooded her terrorist ass with his
star spangled cum.
About this time Amat and Wingo had positioned
themselves and had forced BOTH of their cocks into
their victim's ass. She was crying and screaming but I
believe that it was from sheer lust because her gash
was producing cream by the gallons. She was almost
squirting her cream out of her pussy like a man
ejaculates.
Her breast were quivering and shaking as both men
fucked her stink hole. Now the two of them started
altering movements as one went in, the other withdrew.
That sent her over the edge and she literally passed
out. For all intents and purposes it looked like the
men were fucking a dead woman. She was laying between
them limp unconscious but breathing.
They increased their beat faster and faster. Amat
reached down and started ripping out pubic hair as he
fucked her. Wingo was twisting her nipples practically
off of her chest as both men came in unison.
My nuts were beginning to tingle but I refused to let
it end I gave Durazo the high sign and before our
prisoner new what had happened he was 10 inches in her
butt hole.
"Ahihee! Out! No! Out you cannot you are keeeeeling
me!"
I forced her on top of me and with the size of
Durango's monster in her shit hole, he had taken all of
her slack so that when my dick ripped into her pussy it
was like fucking a virgin--it was so tight! I felt her
curlys tickling around the base of my cock.
Her eyes were half closed and she looked as if she had
drifted into a whole different state of consciousness.
Her heavy tits were rubbing against me her sweat
dripped over me.
Durango would pull out then I'd push in-grabbing her by
shoulders for better leverage as I did so. Her nipples
were as hard as cherries. I kept chewing on them as we
fucked her.
I didn't want it all to be good for her so I reached
down and pinched her erect clit for all I was worth.
Boy! THAT woke her up, it must have also triggered one
hell of an orgasm because she started to buck and rock
as she screamed louder and stranger than I believed any
human could.
Her hips started rotating/shaking and pushing against
both cocks. Her eyes looked as if she were possessed.
Then she stiffened like a board for a good 9 to 10
seconds-all the time her ass and pussy muscles were
milking the both of us like milk maidens in a milking
contest.
No matter what I tried to think about my balls were
informing my dick that there was-In cumming-phosphorus
shooting up the shaft a mark 10! The head of my dick
was so swollen and hard I swear that I could fell her
tonsils rubbing on both sides of my dick. Wrong thought
to have, I erupted into her and felt like I was pouring
the whole red sea full of my sticky white juice into
her.
I slipped out of her and Durazo scooped her up still
with his dick in her ass. He held her by the waste with
his huge beefy arms and was pumping her. It kind of
reminded me of when you put a youngster on your knee
and play pony. His pony riding was become a thunderous
stampede and her mouth just lay slackened as all of his
14 inches of meat sawed in and out of her.
She looked like a rag doll as her smooth round buttocks
slimmed by repeated fucking smoothly flowed back and
forth with each of his efforts.
The sound of his lower abdomen smacking her ass
increased in tempo. Her tits bounced wildly on her
unconscious chest. He then quickly readjusted his grip
and held on to her mammaries as he squeezed them till
her nipples turned purple and appeared be nearly ready
to shoot out like flares.
He let out a groan and his head flung back, the tendons
on the side of his neck stood out as wave after wave of
jizm canon balled their way into the deep reaches of
her bowels. He stirred his dick deep in her ass to milk
every sensation of pleasure as he came. When he
finished he just let her drop, the wet smack sound of
her ass hitting the floor was the last sound to echo in
the room.
The men and I redressed but took away the prisoners
clothes. As they woke up I asked their leader, "You
will now tell us everything that is important to us."
"Never you pig! We don't care what you do to us nothing
can make us tell you anything!"
"Are you very certain of that princess? Let me show you
something."
I had her step to the window. She gasped and swung her
head around. True fear in her eyes. Standing at
attention before her was the rest of the men assigned
to me -- approximately 300 more.
"Yep you got it sister, and they are hornier than WE
were. So unless you tell us what we need to here, I'm
going to have all of those guys of mine rape you and
your girlfriends to death. Do we understand each
other?"
The four prisoners were very informative. Later after
they gave us all the information that we needed, I made
them a gift to the men outside. After all, part of
being a good leader is knowing when to reward your men!
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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