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                       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.

   "Theres 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 still, 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 showing she knew not what.

   "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 was at fifteen as she bared down.

   "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.

   Suddenly, she started feeling a tingle through the device.

   The lieutenant was at the front of the room.

   "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.

   Then she loosened her muscles and was zapped with a much more
powerful current that made her gasp in sudden pain, and
automatically clench her muscles 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 hope 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 her bones 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 utterly 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.