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MARINE SEX SLAVE								   2


NORA'S NEW GOD								103


BUS STOP RAPE								114


THE VACANT LOT								130




















MARINE SEX SLAVE


Part One


Casey was elated as she dumped her luggage beside her bunk. After hearing 
about life in the marines all her life, she was finally going to be a part of it. 

She looked down the long row of bunk beds in the narrow barracks. 

Unlike normal trainees, she and half a dozen other young women were being 
brought into a platoon sized group that had already been in training for several 
weeks. She and the others, already knew enough of the beginning work from 
summer training they had undertaken before this. 

Casey herself had been a military cadet for almost eight years now, since she 
was ten. She hid the smug grin that threatened to come to her face at the 
thought of missing the beginning weeks of gruelling training the others had 
been exposed to. 

She ran a hand through her short blonde hair.It had already been in a loose 
pageboy cut before the marine barber had cut it even shorter. She still thought 
it looked cute. After all, it wasn't nearly as short as the men got. 

She sorted through her gear and began to put it away before they were 
inspected. She and the other new girls were being scrutinized closely by the 
other young women in the barracks. She expected a certain degree of 
resentment towards them, but she figured it was worth it. 

The first day was loosely structured, and involved tours of the base and 
women's compound, as well as instructions in the base rules and such. She 
knew tomorrow would be much more gruelling, but looked forward to it. 

Her father was a marine officer and his father before him. Casey had grown up 
as a rough and tumble tomboy. Even well into her teen years, while other girls 
her age had turned exclusively to boys and fashions, Casey was still engaging 
in arm wrestling contests, and spending her days in sports and military 
practices. This had disappointed more than a few boys, who's interests were 
aroused by Casey's hourglass figure and pert, elfin face. 

In truth, she had come to be more and more interested in boys in other areas 
besides sports. Strange fantasies often overrode her thinking and lovers 
occupied her unwilling dreams. She tried to hide this, though. It irked her that 
she had turned into a weak- willed girl, all bumps and curves. 

Whenever she saw herself naked, she was exasperated by the confusion in 
her head between arousal and excitement at the smooth, shapely figure she 
possessed, and irritation at that selfsame form. 

The attentions of the boys infuriated her. She found it horribly embarrassing 
when they made remarks about her firm oversized breasts and tight, rounded 
behind. 

She tried to hide both underneath long, heavy sweaters, but few boys were 
fooled. She had accepted a few dates, out of curiosity and suppressed desires. 
They had usually ended in embarrassment and outrage as the boy slid a hand 
up under her skirt to touch her between the legs, or darted his hand under her 
sweater to squeeze her breasts. 

What was more, after she'd gone home, she would often catch herself 
imagining what would have happened had she allowed it, and thinking back 
wistfully to the feel of the electricity that shot through her body when a boys 
hand touched it. 

Anyway, she thought, she wouldn't have to worry about all that confusion here, 
that was one of the reasons she'd joined the Marines. And though he had 
discouraged her, Casey was sure her father was proud of her being accepted. 

She was leaning over her footlocker, carefully arranging her gear inside when 
a hand slid between her legs and squeezed her groin in a tight grip. She 
yelped and twisted away, falling forward across the footlocker. Harsh laughter 
erupted from around her. She scrambled angrily to her feet, only to be pushed 
backwards again, tumbling to the floor. 

"Who said you get could up pussy?" a nasty voice taunted. 

She looked up at a large black girl, at least six feet tall, standing at her feet. 
She was a year or two older than Casey. 

"You touch me again and I'll report you!" Casey cried. 
A look of anger came over the girl's face. She seemed to turn away, then 
swivelled. Her booted foot lashed out and kicked Casey directly in her crotch. 

She gasped, and doubled over in pain, gripping herself. Several girls knelt 
around her. Caseys's arms were pulled behind her and her upper body bent 
over backwards by someones grip in her short hair. The black girl jumped 
down next to her and grinned nastily at her position. 

She reached forward and cupped Casey's right breast in her hand squeezing 
and twisting it sharply. Casey cried out and trembled against the pain. 

"You try reporting anything around here, slut, and you'll be dead!" the girl 
hissed, giving her breast a final vicious twist before letting it go, and moving 
away. The other girls let her go as well, moving off with the black. 

A small brunette stepped around her and looked down with a nasty grin. 
"She's right, honey. Karen runs this place and don't you forget it." 

Casey lay on the floor for several seconds holding her hurting breast in her 
hand and fighting down the tears struggling to erupt. 

A few minutes later, the sergeant came into the barracks for inspection, 
chewing out almost everyone for the quality of their cleaning or whatever. 
Casey didn't say anything. She knew the others were right about one thing, 
nobody liked a snitch, and she could expect worse trouble if she reported the 
incident. 

Not long after dinner, they all went to bed, for an early day tomorrow. Casey 
slept soundly. Sleeping in a barracks wasn't new to her. She woke up once, 
hearing cries coming from somewhere, but they died down quickly and she fell 
asleep again. 

When she woke once more it wasn't because of sounds. She felt strange, and 
smelled something terrible. She sniffed, wrinkling her nose at the pungent 
aroma. She jerked her covers aside and found several rotten eggs had been 
dumped inside with her, she was covered with spoiled, syrupy egg yolks. 

She cursed, looking around the silent barracks for the black girl, but not seeing 
her. She got out of bed, and yanked her covers off, replacing them with spares 
from her footlocker, then padded down the quiet row of beds to the showers.
She muttered evil curses as she stripped out of her underwear and stepped 
into the shower. This was a part of things though, not at all unusual, and she 
figured, something she'd have to put up with for a couple of weeks at least. 
She ducked her head under the shower, to clear the last of the soap out. 

Suddenly an arm slid around her throat and she was jerked backwards out of 
the shower. She felt her body pulled tightly against another naked woman, as 
her right arm was pulled behind her and held painfully in place. 

Her eyes flew open and saw the same black girl as earlier, along with half a 
dozen other women, standing in a loose semi circle around her. 

She struggled against the girl holding her, but became aware quickly that the 
girl was much larger than her. Casey cursed her female weakness and short 
size. Even for a girl she was short, her head felt pillowed against the other girls 
breasts. 

"Hello pussy." Karen said with a smirk. 

"What do you want?" Casey gasped. 

"I want you, sweety." the girl leered. 

The arm around her neck tightened, pulling her half off the floor and strangling 
her as the black moved forward. Her lips came down on Caseys and mashed 
against her. Casey fought down nausea as the woman's tongue jabbed in 
between her gasping lips and into her mouth, twisting around there. 

Casey bit down on it, making the girl jump back with a cry. Casey struggled 
against the arms holding her,trying to break free. 

"You shouldn't have done that." a voice said next to her ear. 

The black kicked out again, driving her foot into Casey's lower abdomen, just 
above her pubic bone. The kick drove all the air out of Casey's lungs and she 
gasped, fighting to get air back into her tortured lungs. The black girl stepped 
forward, and smashed her knee up into Caseys crotch.

Casey's world exploded into pain.  Unbelievable agaony doubled her over, 
causing her to retch, almost throwing up The arm around her neck jerked 
back, snapping Casey back upright where she hung, helpless and limp.
Her arms hung uselessly at her sides and her legs were so rubbery that the 
only thing that kept her standing was the arm around her neck.  Slowly and 
deliberately, the black stepped back and brutally kicked her crotch again. 
Once, twice, three times. 

"Turn her over!" Karen said angrily. 

Casey's was twisted around and forced to her knees and another girl moved to 
help the one holding her. She was bent forward, her head held against a girl's 
side, her arms locked way up behind her neck. 

She couldn't move at all. Just as she opened her mouth to scream, a thick 
dirty rag was shoved into her mouth, and tied in place. 

She was in a furious state of pain and rage, struggling hopelessly against the 
arms holding her. She had never felt so utterly degraded and humiliated in her 
life, as the girls stood behind her making leering obscene remarks about her 
ass and lightly furred pussy slit. 

Then she heard a hiss, and a sudden explosion of pain erupted from her 
buttocks as a belt was brought down against them. She screamed into the rag 
as the belt whirred through the air and lashed down across her buttocks again. 

She heard the awesome crack of the belt, smashing into her wet ass cheeks 
as it hit. The sound merged with another explosion of raw, blinding hot pain 
from her buttocks. 

"You want to be a bad girl, we'll show you what happens." Karen taunted. 

The belt swished down again, and then again, and then again, lashing across 
her buttocks with unrelenting and vicious thoroughness. Her ass cheeks 
burned with fiery pain as Casey jerked forward with each blow. 

She felt a hand on her head, patting her as if in comfort as the cruel beating 
went on. She struggled against the buildup of tears in the corners of her eyes, 
determined that, despite the humiliation, and pain, she would not cry like some 
sissy girl. 

The repeated crack of the whip impacting on her buttocks filled the room every 
few seconds, until the black girl finally tired, and laid down the belt. 
Casey shuddered and bit down on the rag in her mouth. Her ribs rising and 
falling rapidly as she tried to cope with the pain. 

A hand in her hair jerked her head up as Karen squatted down in front of her 
and grinned smugly. 

"You starting to get the picture, pussy? I run things around here, and the 
sooner you learn the better." 

She punched Casey in the head  three more times.  Casey had already been 
so brutalized that, even though each punch snapped her head back, the only 
sound she could make was a piteous gurgle each time the fist smashed into 
her.  The black stood up, moving around to her rear again. She felt hands on 
her legs, forcing them apart, and then another hand cupped her pubic mound. 

Casey whimpered into the rag as the hand rubbed and squeezed her 
cuntmound gently, then a single finger slid along the slit and pushed inside. 
Casey jerked against her holders in fear as the finger twisted up into her virgin 
hole. 

Laughter sprang up all around her as the finger slid in and out. Casey felt her 
face redden in degradation and shame. Then she heard shouts of 
encouragement. 

She couldn't move her head around to see behind her but abruptly she felt a 
tremendous pressure, and a horrible pain at her crotch, as something large, 
and unrelenting was jammed against her tight, little pussy opening. 

It pushed harder, crushing her pussy lips, and shoving inside her. She twisted, 
and jerked against the hands holding her as burning pain erupted in her groin 
and then spread deep inside her belly. Hands gripped her hips, as the thing 
was thrust against her cuntal canal with brutal force. 

She felt her cuntlips spread and spread as the intruder smashed aside her 
cunt walls and drove down into her soft warm belly. Deeper and deeper it 
went, crashing through her tight cunt walls with hardly a pause, filling her cunt 
tube with its cold fullness. 

Casey could hold out no more, this final horror brought her to the edge of 
mental collapse, and tears rolled out of her eyes. 

She felt the thing tear in and out of her bleeding crotch, ripping a tunnel for 
itself. It drove deeper and deeper with each powerful lunge, until she felt the 
rounded head jam up against the back wall of her cunt tube. 

Still the thing jabbed in and out, crashing against her cervix repeatedly, 
bringing waves of shocking pain racing through the girl's body. 

"Like our cock, blondie?" a voice taunted. 

The thing was pulled all the way back and Casey moaned in gratitude as it 
pulled free of her tormented love tunnel. Then her head was forced back and 
she looked directly into The black girls crotch. She was wearing a kind of 
halter, or strap, holding a long thick dildo between her legs. 

Casey gasped in horror to see the object of her defilement. It was at least ten 
inches long, and terribly wide. 

"Kiss my cock, slut girl!" Karen taunted. 

The dildo was shoved up against Casey's lips, and her gag pulled out. Casey 
opened her mouth to scream only to have the dildo ram forward into her 
mouth. She gagged on the horrible acid taste of the rubber cock, clamping her 
teeth down, to prevent it from going into her throat. 

"Suck the cock, slut girl!" said a voice. 

The dildo was yanked free and the gag reinserted as the girl moved around 
behind Casey again. She felt the hard rubber press against her slit, then a 
muffled shriek erupted from her gagged lips, as the dildo slid down into her 
cunt tube again. She felt it drive deeper and deeper, jamming against her 
cervix and still pressing harshly. 

The cock pulled out again, then slammed forward, crushing her tender cervix 
between the hard rubber and her pubic bone. Again the cock slid back, then 
raced in. This time she felt the harsh scratching of the girls pubic hair against 
her vaginal lips. 

"Almost there." she heard her grit. 

Then the cock hammered forward, crushing her cervix as the black girl 
crammed every inch of rubber cock into the teenager's tight little fuck tube. 
Casey could only weep in humiliation and pain as the girls crowed with triumph 
at the sight. The black girls hands rubbed up and down Casey's tortured 
buttocks, squeezing and fondling them as she laughed in satisfaction. She 
pulled the cock back and then humped forward again. 

Now that she had broken the last resistance of the little blonde's cunt hole, she 
began to fuck into her with smooth regular motions. Her hips moved forward 
and back easily, sliding the thick fuck tool in and out of the bleeding hole with 
satisfied ease. 

She felt a strange tingling in the skin around the thrusting dildo. The feelings 
grew and spread down the length of her ravished cunt tube. The girl raping her 
slid her hands up Casey's thin sides and down under her chest, fastening on 
her thick, swaying breasts which were rocking in time to the back and forth 
jerking of Casey's body. 

"She sure has nice titties." the girl said. Her hands worked over Casey's tit 
mounds, squeezing them relentlessly, until they were aching bags of soreness 
mixed with a strange prickling heat. 

The warmth and tingling in Casey's loins increased. She felt a strange 
yearning, and a rushing flood of sexual heat and passion swarmed over her 
body, making her skin flush deeper red and staggering her with its intensity. 
Unconsciously her ass pushed back slightly to meet a forward thrust of the 
long, thick fuck tool. 

She groaned deep in her throat as the erotic carnal desires made her head 
throb and sent quivers of gasping delight shooting through her frame. 

Her hanging breasts seemed to swell and burn as the girl raping her kneaded 
and squashed them The fingers twisted and massaged the vulnerable little 
nipples, sending explosions of lust into the little blonde that made her whole 
body tremble. 

She gasped in horror and delight as the already erect nubs seemed to harden 
and lengthen. Her nipples had always been incredibly sensitive, forcing the 
tom girl to wear soft girlish silks under her sweaters and sweatshirts lest she 
excite herself and bring on horrible fantasies about the boys sitting around her 
in class. 


Her ass jerked repeatedly as the dildo drilled her pussy. Hot fuck-milk gushed 
into her penetrated hole. The girls watched in delight as the thick girl- fucker 
emerged from the tight, little blonde furhole coated in thick gooey sex juice. 

Casey cringed in embarrassment, but her humiliation was beginning to be 
pushed aside by the growing lust engulfing her hapless body. Then her body 
seemed to undulate and quiver as an explosion of fiery sexual gratification 
blasted through her convulsing frame. 

The gag was torn from her face and a damp pussy pushed against her. "Suck 
my cunt you little slut!" someone yelled. 

The girl kneeling before her, shoved her crotch forward, grinding her pubic 
mound against Casey's jaw. Casey opened her mouth, and tentatively thrust 
her tongue forward. She tasted the sweet juices from the girl's pussy and 
began lapping them up. 

The girl grabbed her hair and mashed her groin into Casey's face, demanding 
she suck harder. Casey slurped and suckled at the oozing slithole, her tongue 
dipping in as deep as it would go, lapping and twisting in the girl's pussy 
mouth. 

She pulled her tongue out and rasped it over the aroused clitty, bringing a 
moan of pleasure from the girl. Casey wiped and ground her tongue over and 
over against the sensitive little fold of flesh, rubbing and caressing. 

She closed her lips over the clitty as tight as she could, and then hummmed 
deeply. The girl yelped and jerked against Casey's face as her clitty vibrated in 
time to Casey's mouth. 

Then she came, grunting and twitching as her cunt flared with orgasmic 
passion, and her clitty sizzled with delight inside the blonde girl's mouth. 

She fell backwards, and another girl took her place, jamming her cunt 
demandingly into Casey's face. Casey groaned in pleasure as the dildo raced 
back and forth in her own pussy, and shoved her tongue forward. 

Her mind soared through elation and joy as she orgasmed repeatedly. Her 
tongue, stuffed deep in a little brunettes pussy, vibrated like a propeller, 
sending the girl shivering into her own cum as her furry slit rubbed over 
Casey's face. 
Casey felt utterly bewildered and confused as the last spasms trembled 
through her body. She had never felt anything like that before, had never felt 
such pleasure. Yet it had come in a horrible, humiliating pain filled episode 
among these nasty girls. The girl in front of her sighed and moved away. 

"It's your turn Robin." Karen said. 

"Not me." said the voice of one of the girl's holding Casey. 

There was a silence in the room. 

"Why not," one of the other girls demanded angrily. 

"Because I don't fuckin want to! She aint my type alright!" the voice said 
defiantly. 

The cock was withdrawn and she was allowed to fall forward onto her belly. 
She lay there sobbing and panting from the pain and exertion, her body 
covered in sweat, her face in cunt juices. 

"Does'nt she look happy." a voice jeered. 

"She gives good head." another commented. A hand gripped her hair and 
pulled her puffy face up from the floor as Karen squatted next to her. 

"Remember blondie, you say anything and your in deep shit." she threatened. 

She stood up then kicked Casey in the side, bringing a cry of pain from the girl, 
then she laughed and they all walked away. 

Casey saw one, a brunette, looking back with a look of apology on her face. 

Casey lay there for a long time catching her breath and recovering from her 
horrible experience, before dragging herself up off the floor and staggering 
back into the shower. She stood there in bewilderment, astonished and 
confused at her own lewdness and her body's wanton behaviour. 

In all her seventeen years, almost eighteen, she reminded herself, she had 
never felt her body so aroused and excited. She groaned, and let the water 
pour down on her, washing the cum, and sweat off her body. Her crotch and 
ass stung wherever the water touched.
MARINE SEX SLAVE


Part Two


The person who had introduced Casey into the world of sexual passion had 
been her Aunt Ruth. Ruth was a lesbian, a woman who Casey had admired 
greatly. 

Ruth had been unable to control her baser instincts around her niece when 
she had come for a visit. 

Aunt Ruth had shared her bedroom during her stay. Casey, still the tomboy, 
had been eager to learn all about her sophisticated Aunt's life. Aunt Ruth had 
been all over the world. She was a Captain in the Air force, and had travelled 
extensively. 

If her language, and somewhat vulgar jokes and remarks offended her parents 
at times, they only made the woman more fascinating to Casey, who reckoned 
herself as a cool and tough girl. She had heard that kind of thing before 
anyway, heard it every day at school. It was weird hearing an adult talk like 
that, but it hadn't bothered Casey. 

Aunt Ruth had liked to sleep in the nude. So did Casey in fact, but she had 
worn a pair of Pyjamas for the first couple of days that Ruth had shared her 
bedroom. She had been intensely interested though, when Ruth had disrobed 
each night before bed. 

The naked body of the woman had excited Casey for some reason. Aunt Ruth 
was so beautiful, and, in the way of most young teenage girls, she thought of 
herself as gawky and plain. 

Ruth had taken several minutes after stripping to arrange her clothes in the 
closets, and do other things before going to bed. Casey had'nt known at the 
time that that was deliberate. After the second day, she had decided that she 
too could sleep in the raw. 

She had watched discretely as Ruth had stripped off and then wandered 
around doing this and that. 

After Ruth had finally gotten into bed, Casey had yawned and put her book 
down. She got up from her desk and with careful nonchalance, had proceeded 
to take her own clothes off. 

The first two days she had changed in the bathroom. Tonight she simply took 
her clothes off right by her bed, while Ruth pretended to ignore her and 
examine a magazine. 

Her entire body had tingled as she had gotten down to her underwear. She 
had to force herself to unsnap her bra and pull it off. She had chickened out at 
the last minute, and turned her back to Ruth as she did it though. 

She then slipped her bikini panties down her legs. When she had bent over to 
slip them off, she had  almost fallen down while trying to keep her legs as 
tightly closed as possible. 

She had placed them on her desk, her hands shaking slightly. She fiddled with 
nothings at her desk, keeping her back turned to Ruth, wondering if her Aunt 
was staring at her small, shapely buttocks, then finally managed to get up the 
courage to turn around and move to her bed. 

Turning around exposed her front to Ruth, which sent her pulse racing even 
higher. She had'nt been able to tell if the woman was watching her, so intent 
was she on avoiding her Aunt's eyes. 

She had had to stop herself from racing to her bed and jumping in. Instead she 
had casually walked to bed, pulled up the covers and got in. 

She had'nt of course known how flushed her skin was, nor how much of a 
giveaway her stiffly erect nipples were to the older woman. 

Ruth had indeed taken very careful note of her niece's nudity. She watched 
from the side of her eyes as Casey had fiddled at her desk. Her eyes opening 
wider and her head turning, when the girl had leaned forward once, exposing 
her slight pink slit to view. 

It had been almost like a game for Casey. To strip and show off her body 
before bed. For several nights running, she too had found a number of things 
to occupy her attention between undressing and bed. She had gotten less 
inhibited and more bold each night. 

One night she had stood before the full length mirror, her hands behind her 
head, posing. She had brought her hands up behind her head and leaned 
back slightly, causing her breasts to jut out. 

Though it was hard for her to admit to herself, she felt she looked just as good 
as the girl in the mens magazine she had seen in this very same pose the 
other night. She had lifted the magazine from the bottom of one of her Dad's 
drawers, intrigued by the pictures between the covers. 

She batted her eyes at the mirror and pouted her lips in what she thought was 
a vampish way. She heard the floorboards creek at the same time as the voice 
spoke up. "MMmmmmmmmhhhh Sexyyyyyyy !" 

She had jumped in surprise at the sound of Ruth's voice, trying to cover her 
nudity with all too thin arms and hands. Even as the embarrassment at being 
found in this manner rose to flush her skin red, her belly felt another kind of 
heat at Ruth's sudden entry. 

She tried to reach for a blanket, as Ruth sauntered towards her. "Oh stop that ! 
I've seen you before remember !" Ruth snorted, coming over beside her. 
"Stand up for your body girl ! Don't cower and hide as if it was something 
shameful you didn't want anyone to see !" 

Self consciously, Casey had straightened up, pulling her arm away from her 
chest and her hand off her pubic mound. Ruth was standing beside her and 
she reached over and grabbed Casey's shoulder, pulling her up straighter. 

"Well, kid ? What do you think of the ol' bod ?" Think it'l bring the boys running 
?" Casey stammered a little, her face still red. "I was just comparing myself to 
a pose I saw in one of my Dad's magazines." She braced herself, straightening 
her shoulders and throwing out her chest. She turned and faced Ruth. 

"What do you think Aunt Ruth ?" Do you think i'm pretty?"  Ruth had looked at 
her with a strange expression. "Are you kidding ? god, I should look half as 
good as you." 

Casey stared at her in disbelief. "Come on Aunt Ruth ! You're way prettier than 
me !" 

"Ha !" 
"You are !" 

"Oh, I'm Okay ." 

"I wish I had a body like yours." 

"Look Casey. You have a terrific body and a gorgeous face. What more could 
you want ?" 

"You don't think I'm too skinny ?" she asked, turning toward the mirror again. 
Ruth rolled her eyes and then pulled the t-shirt nightie she was wearing up and 
off. 

She was sleek and naked underneath. Casey made as if to step back, but 
Ruth put her arm around her and drew her close beside her before the mirror. 
Almost against her will, Casey's eyes went to the mirror and looked admiringly 
at the older woman's body. 

She noted again, the high firmness of her aunt's breasts, and the delicate, 
graceful tapering of her legs. Her breasts were larger than Casey's and her 
hips were a touch wider, but who was perfect ?" 

Ruth had pulled her in front of herself and brought her arms around her waist. 
What is wrong with this?" she demanded. Suddenly her hands slid up and 
cupped Casey's young breasts in her hands. Whats wrong with these ?" Casey 
was startled by the intimate contact. Her Aunt's fingers held firmly to the 
incredibly tender skin on her breasts. 

For the first time, she became aware of Ruth's own breasts, pressing firmly 
into her back. She felt the slight ticklishness of Ruth's pubic hair touching her 
buttocks. Involuntarily, her breasts began to swell and her nipples to harden. 
Ruth noticed right away. 

"Aha ! Now you see the way to make them even better looking !" she laughed. 
Casey drew in her breath suddenly as Ruth gently, but firmly squeezed both 
her breasts several times. Her face turned crimson again, and she tried to pull 
away from the close embrace. 

Her movements though, were suddenly shaky and weak. She felt like her 
pubic hair was stiffening and crackling with electricity, bringing an itch to her 
pussy. 
Then she felt Ruth's lips on the side of her neck where it joined her shoulders. 
Ruth bit softly at the flesh, sucking it into her mouth, and Casey could not 
supress a moan of intense excitement and pleasure. 

Ruth's body was aroused also, and Casey could feel the stiff nipples, like two 
sharp points, pressing into her skin. Ruth kneaded and squeezed her breasts, 
tweaking and pinching the now hard little nipples. Abruptly she was swung 
around to face her Aunt. 

She looked deep into those stunning green eyes, noting with alarm, the 
intensety of desire in them for her. Then Ruth leaned forward, kissing Casey's 
lips gently, then more forcefully. Casey felt her Aunt's tongue slip past her lips 
and join her own tongue, slipping and sliding over it as their lips mashed 
together. 

Casey had been stunned by the sudden acts. Her mind was dizzy from the 
sensations Ruth was bringing out from her breasts, and the deep hot feeling 
that was burning in her belly. She didn't know what to do. She knew virtually 
nothing about sex. She had heard of girls doing it together, but couldn't 
imagine how. 

She had done nothing to resist as her Aunt caressed the skin of her back with 
her soft fingers, then slid them further down, and cupped her buttocks firmly. 
She felt the sensitive skin come alive under her Aunt's gentle fondling, then 
gasped as Ruth's hand rubbed deep into the cleavage between her ass 
cheeks and down between her legs to cup her pubic mound. 

She tried to protest weakly, but Ruth's mouth was over her own. The hand 
shot a burst of hot fire up into her belly, and Casey unconsciously pushed back 
against it, seeking more. Ruth slid her hand up and down her ass crack, 
travelling deep between her legs on the downward journey, and rubbing over 
her tender hot slit. 

Casey could feel Ruth's tits crushing her own, the nipples of the older woman 
rubbing against her own erect buds. The fire in her belly roared higher and 
higher, sending waves of pleasure roaring through her brain, and making her 
vision blur with multi colored lights. 

She leaned back against the edge of a bureau, and Ruth suddenly dropped to 
her knees in front of her. She forced Casey's shaky legs apart and pushed her 
face up against the soft furry mound of her pubis. 
Casey moaned, as Ruth brought her tongue up onto the skin of her groin, 
licking up alongside her cunt slit. Ruth ran her tongue all around the slit over 
and over, and then suddenly, she shot it right into the middle of the slick oily 
cunt slit. 

"UUUUUHHHNNNNGGGGHHHHH !!" 

Casey grabbed Ruth's head in both hands for support as her body arched 
backwards. Her pelvis thrust forward, humping against her Aunt's face as 
thumping, throbbing waves of orgasm shot through her body. She shuddered 
under the impact and would have fallen if not for Ruth's hands firm hold on her 
thighs. Ruth brought her tongue against her clit and licked against it, drawing a 
shaken sigh from Casey. 

Over and over, Casey gasped with pleasure as her Aunt's tongue slid across 
the delicate fold of flesh. Casey shivered and swayed helplessly as a powerful 
buildup of sexual tension began to churn through her body. 

When Ruth had grabbed her clit between her lips and sucked tightly, furiously, 
Casey had jerked and shivered through an even higher orgasm. She had 
thrown back her head and grunted mindlessly as she came over and over 
again. 

Then she remembered sliding down to the rug, her legs collapsing and folding 
under her. She found she was on top of Ruth, her weak body splayed over the 
woman. Ruth held her head between her hands and raised it up, staring into 
her astonished eyes. 

She had brought Casey's face down to her own and they had kissed deeply. 
Casey had emulated her by running her own tongue into Ruth's mouth. When 
Ruth had pushed Casey downward, she had kissed and licked at her Aunt's 
neck, shoulders, and then dropped her mouth to suckle and chew on the 
woman's breasts and nipples. 

She bit and sucked and licked desperately at the hardened pebbly nipples, 
wanting to return the pleasure to her Aunt that she had received. Ruth grabbed 
her hand and brought it down to the soft fold of brown hair between her legs. 

Casey slid her hand over the pubic hair and over the delicate erect clitty. She 
rubbed up and down on her Aunt's cunt, drawing sighs and gasps from Ruth. 
She could feel the slick slit outlined beneath the damp hair and ran a finger 
along the crack. 

She pushed against the opening and her finger slid softly into Ruth's body. 
She could feel the soft tight walls of Ruth's vagina gripping her finger as she 
pushed it deeper. When her knuckles were flat against the lips, she wiggled 
her finger around in the tight tunnel, marvelling at the strange feeling it 
aroused in her. 

She slid the finger out and then pushed two, then three into the crack. She 
began pumping the fingers in and out of Ruth's slit, making sure to rub against 
the clit at each stroke. Ruth was shoving her groin up to meet each 
downstroke and making soft whimpering noises underneath her. 

Her eyes had rolled back in her head and her lids were almost shut. "OH GOD 
! OOHH YESSS! OOO OOH OOOOOOOGHHH UUUUUUNNH! C... 
Caseyeee !!!" Ruth was shaking in orgasm, her body humping against Casey's 
fingers. 

She grabbed Casey and pulled her to the rug, rolling on top. The two kissed 
deeply, running their hands over each other's bodies, both awash in the 
sensations of lovemaking. Ruth slid down her body, her hands fixed firmly on 
her sweating pulsating breasts, and then pushed her face into her groin. 

She sucked and bit on the clit as her hands pawed Casey's tits. In seconds 
she had brought Casey to another immense orgasm that send her into writhing 
spasms of uncontrollable contortions. She turned Casey over onto her belly, 
then pulled her up to her knees. 

Casey had been almost completely unaware of what was going on, and too 
weak to resist. Her face was flat on the floor, all but covered in stringy sweaty 
hair. Ruth had pulled her up into her lap and slid her hand down over her 
upturned ass cheeks and into her tight wet crotch. 

Casey had felt her palm squeezing her hot slit for a second, and then Aunt 
Ruth's middle finger had slid up into her drooling pussy hole. Casey moaned 
as the finger sliced apart the walls of her virgin cunt slit and pushed deep into 
her body. 

Ruth began fucking her, adding two more fingers and sliding them in and out 
of the oily hole. 
Casey had cried for her to stop, dazed by the bolts of heat and fire that shot 
into her brain each time Ruth rammed her fingers into her groin, and hurting 
form the strain of the digits embedded in her tight cunt. 

The fingers had alternated their speed, first sliding the fingers slowly in and out 
of the entrance, not going deep, the pumping the digits in and out rapidly, and 
deeply, jerking Casey's body back and forth as she reacted to the stimuli. 

Casey came again, the climax sending the blood pounding into her head, 
driving all coherent thought from her as she rode the sensations. Her ass 
rammed back against her Aunt's plunging fingers trying to force more and 
more of them into her cunthole. Ruth had suddenly dropped her and ran over 
to the corner, leaving her humping and whimpering on the rug. 

Her groin twitched and tingled as her climax began to subside. Ruth jumped 
down onto the floor next to her again. Casey had looked up dazedly to see her 
Aunt strapping on some kind of a strange panty set, wondering at the long 
thick thing that stood straight out from the middle of her crotch. 

She rolled Casey over onto her back, and pulled her legs up into the air, 
pushing them back and folding them against Casey's chest. Casey did not 
resist as she felt herself bent forcefully, her back arched as her ankles were 
forced backwards to her head by Ruth's insistent pressure. Ruth positioned 
herself in front of Casey's upthrust  ass cheeks and positioned the fat thing at 
the entrance of Casey's slit. 

She began to put pressure on the tightly closed slit. The rounded head of the 
instrument forced the slick pubic lips back further and further. Casey 
remembered how she groaned as the pain mounted and she tried weakly to 
jerk away from it, not really even knowing what was happening. 

Ruth had kept up a continuous pressure, forcing the thing down into Casey's 
body. 

Casey had watched almost fascinated as inch after inch disappeared into the 
tight, sucking depths of her oily pink cunt. Casey shuddered against her Aunt, 
jerking and twitching as inch after inch slid into her guts. 

She felt a sudden sharp pain from within herself, and her arms and hands 
flailed around uselessly, slapping at the carpet. 

At last, she felt the touch of Ruth's pubic hairs on her own crotch and knew 
she had forced the whole thing down into her body. Slowly Ruth began to pull 
her hips back, pulling the cock thin up out of the depths of Casey's crotch hole. 

She could see her cunt lips pulled outward and clutching tightly at the thing as 
it slid out. 

When only the head was still inside, Ruth pushed her legs out and let her 
whole weight drop down onto Casey. Casey gasped and cried out in pain as 
the monster thing rammed down into her belly. 

Ruth began to pump her hips in and out. slowly at first, then picking up speed. 
She used long deep strokes. fucking Casey brutally. 

Casey's ankles  were up on her shoulders and she could feel them slapping up 
and down as they bounced with the impact of Ruth's harsh fucking. 

Casey threw her head back, making gargling moans and grunts. She had 
never experienced feelings and sensations like this before. 

Her guts felt like they were torn apart inside her and her cunt felt split open. 
She had this tremendous feeling of FULLNESS each time Ruth sank that thing 
down into her. 

She could feel her cunt walls surrounding and gripping the fucking tube, and 
her mind was drowned in successive bursts of fiery crackling sex heat. Her 
whole groin felt swollen and pulpy from the fucking. She came again, and 
again, and again. 

Ruth pulled the thing out, and Casey rolled shuddering onto her belly, her 
hands trying to go down to her groin. She felt her belly pulled up by her Aunt, 
and her knees pushed under, supporting her ass in the air. Ruth was behind 
her, and then she felt the thing thrusting back inside her cunt. 

Casey groaned and shuddered once more. Her face rubbed back and forth on 
the rug as her Aunt fucked her cunt from behind. Ruth grabbed her hips and 
began pulling her ass back against the thing as she thrust forward. 

She rode a dazed helpless Casey to another climax. She leaned forward and 
clutched Casey's breasts where they were rubbing on the carpet. 
She squeezed them unmercifully as she came with a tremendous bang, 
ramming the thing far up into Casey's cunthole and sending her into another 
gasping shuddering climx. 

Casey lay soaking in the shower, thinking of that beautiful experience with her 
Aunt. 

She had been trying to forget it for the last year, trying to pretend she hadn't 
had such a powerful, and perverted sexual experience with a woman. 
But now, she was forced to admit her own sickness. 

Even being raped, her body had responded to the other girls so easily, so 
completely, that she wondered if she wasn't doomed to a life of lesbianism. 

She discounted her thoughts about boys in light of her bodies obvious 
inclinations in the other direction. 

What would happen, she wondered, when the Corps found out about her? She 
went back to her bunk in a state of misery and fear. 

MARINE SEX SLAVE

Part Three


The next morning was spent in a daze. Everything she did was off, as her mind 
kept flashing back to yesterday night. Finally she was called over by the 
sergeant and balled out for screwing up yet again. She felt frustrated and 
angry at her own incompetence and inability to explain her faults. 

Suddenly a girl stepped over to her, the tall brunette she remembered from the 
other night, whod looked kindly. 

"Look kid, just forget it allright." she said, "It's no good worrying on it. Karen 
runs things here. As long as you don't cross her again you'll probably be okay." 

She recognized the voice as well, as belonging to the girl named Robin, who 
had refused to rape her. She said nothing, keeping her eyes downward. 

"Look, want me to help you with your shooting?" Robin asked. "Come on 
Casey, the sergeants gonna kill you if you don't do something right today." she 
grinned. 

Casey's desperation for a kind face, overrode her embarrassment and anger 
over what the brunette had helped do to her the other night and the two 
practised their shooting together. 

Casey was actually better than Robin and helped her some. The two ate 
together as well, and Casey had almost managed to put the other night behind 
her when Karen appeared next to her seat,  and ran her tongue over her lips 
lewdly. 

As evening approached, she felt more and more afraid of what the night would 
hold in store. Her breasts and groin were still sore and her mind numbed by 
her body's betrayal. She was afraid of what her body would force her to do if 
she was attacked again,the continued leers and taunts of the girls all day had 
left her in a miserable desperate mood. 

She put down her broom, she had been sweeping the barracks, and went next 
door to the sergeants office. 
The sergeant was going over some paperwork at her desk as Casey walked 
in. The first few buttons of her top were unbuttoned, revealing the voluptuous 
body beneath. 

"What is it Donovan?" the woman asked abruptly as Casey stood at attention 
next to her desk. 

"I,..I...H...Have a complaint Maam!, I mean Sergeant!" Casey stuttered. 

The sergeants eyes narrowed. 

"Oh you do do you?" she grunted. 

"Yes Sergeant!". 

"Well spit it out Marine!" 

Casey proceeded to haltingly describe what had happened to her the other 
night, leaving out, of course, her own reactions. The sergeant stared at Casey 
unspeaking as she revealed the attack, now and then nodding at her to 
continue. 

When she had finished, Casey stood there, face red, waiting for a response.  
Instead the sergeant stood up and walked around the desk to her. 

"Come with me." she ordered. 

Casey followed her out the door, and down the manicured walkway to the 
Lieutenants office. 

Dread gripped her as the passed several of her attackers, who stared at Casey 
with angry eyes. The sergeant knocked and was ordered in by a rough deep 
voice. 

She opened the door and motioned Casey inside. The lieutenant was standing 
by the window as the two walked stiffly in and stood at attention near her desk. 
She looked at the two carefully, then walked over next to them. 

The lieutenant was about ten years or so younger than the sergeant, perhaps 
twenty five or so. She had a pleasant heart shaped face, with short carefully 
cut brown hair, not unlike Casey's. 
"Well Sergeant Cummings, what is it?" 

"This marine has a complaint Lieutenant Michaels Maam." 

The sergeant described Casey's complaint and then ordered her to describe it 
again. Casey groaned inwardly and then embarrassedly told her story again. 

The lieutenant stopped her at several points, ordering her to expand on some 
description or other, which embarrassed the poor little teenager even more. 

"What kind of belt did they use on you?" she asked. 

When Casey confessed that she didn't really remember the lieutenant ordered 
her to strip. Casey gulped and stared at the woman, then at the sergeant. 

"Well come on girl." she said with a frown," I want to see what marks were left 
from this alleged beating." Casey slowly unzipped the green overalls she was 
wearing, and pulled it to the ground. She stepped out of it then looked at the 
women, hoping that would be good enough. 

"The rest girl!" the sergeant barked. Casey unclipped her thick, marine issue 
bra, then slid her panties over her hips and down her legs, to stand naked. Her 
body flushed in embarrassment as she stood nude, before the two older, fully 
clothed women, who studied her body closely. 

The lieutenant walked around her and Casey jumped as she felt her warm 
hands slide over her rounded buttock. 

"Hmmmm,... I do see marks here. Sergeant. What does this look like to you?" 
The two of them stood behind Casey studying her behind, and the slight 
discoloured marks left by the belt. 

"Phhhaaaaa,...She probably got that by falling down or something." the 
sergeant said dismissingly. 

"She says they raped her with a dildo too." Michaels said. 

"Bend forward girl and spread your legs." 

Casey grit her teeth against the embarrassment and complied. 
She jerked slightly as she felt a finger slide along her tightly closed slit, and 
flick over her clitty. 

"I don't see any damage here." the Lieutenant said. 

She walked around in front of the girl and motioned her erect. 

"Frankly, I don't believe you private Donovan." she glared. 

"I think your just a lazy troublemaker, trying to get special attention." 

"B...but Maam...!" 

"Speak when your told Marine!" the sergeant roared, shutting her up. 

"Now look, Donovan." the lieutenant put her face right next to Casey's," 
There's enough goddamned talk of lesbians in the services without this kind of 
shit. Every time one of us, "she motioned to Sergeant Cummings and herself, 
"turns down some horny guy, they whisper that we marine women are all 
dykes and queers." 

"If you mention this again, without evidence or witnesses, to back it up, I'll see 
you spend the next five years of your enlistment in the stockade!" 

"Do you understand me!?" she demanded. 

Casey trembled and then nodded, disheartened. 

That evening was like a nightmare to Casey. Every movement and noise 
made her jump as the hours counted down to lights out. Finally the sergeant 
ordered everyone undressed with the ten minute warning before lights out. 
Casey undressed to her underwear, then got carefully into bed, eyeing the girls 
she recognized from the other night carefully. 

The lights went out, plunging the room into darkness. Casey's eyes remained 
wide open, determined to stay awake all night if necessary. She clutched her 
covers against her as the silence filled her with dread. 

She gasped as shadows appeared above her. A hand shot down and covered 
her mouth as her limbs were seized in several strong grips and she was 
yanked out of the bed. 
She struggled and screamed into the gloved hand over her mouth as she was 
carried into the middle of the room. 

Suddenly the lights went on. She saw that almost all the girls in the barracks 
were sitting upright in their beds, watching. She almost groaned in relief, but it 
was short-lived. 

"This little bitch is a troublemaker!" Karen yelled. 

There was a chorus of agreement from the other girls around them. 

"We're gonna show the little bitch what happens when somebody goes to the 
Sergeant and Lieutenant about us, and makes us look bad." A dirty rag was 
shoved into Casey's mouth and her wrists were pulled up above her, as she 
was pushed against a thin wooden pillar in the middle of the room. 

Her clothes were torn off her, first her top, revealing her high, full breasts, then 
her panties, pulled slowly down her legs to reveal her sparse muff. The other 
girls laughed and taunted her, yelling abuse and obscene comments, many of 
which evoked laughter and agreement. 

A large breasted brunette was fooling around with something above her head, 
and Casey soon felt tight bindings fastened around her wrists. As the girls 
holding her wrists high let go, she jerked resignedly against the bindings, 
which held her arms high above her head so she was almost on her toes. 

One of the girls, a tall blonde, put her hand on Casey's back to push her chest 
out, which was greeted by laughter and more comments about Casey's 
breasts. 

She twirled the captive teen around so the room could see her rounded 
buttocks, and then turned her again, as the room laughed and cackled in 
laughter. Casey was horrified at her obscene position. 

Though some of the girls seemed quiet, and unhappy, at least half were yelling 
raucously, and crowing with laughter. 

"Show the little whore!!" they cried. 

Karen leaned forward and lowered her face quickly, her lips engulfing Casey's 
left nipple, and her mouth sucking voraciously. 
The room erupted in laughter, which heightened when the black girl bit down 
viciously, sending Casey into a squirming fit of desperation as she tried to pull 
her stinging nipple away from the sharp teeth. 

Tears began to dribble out of the blonde teenagers eyes as she collapsed 
inwardly from the humiliation and hopelessness of the predicament. This was 
quickly noticed and caused further delight amongst the crowd of girls. 

"Turn her around and lets give her something to really cry about." 

There was a chorus of agreement and Casey was once again turned toward 
the pillar. The tight bindings bit into her skin and were cutting off circulation to 
her hands as they held her helpless against their attentions. Then she heard 
the crowing and laughing die down. 

Suddenly a kind of swishing sound filled the air. Just as Casey recognized it 
from the previous night, a loud crack echoed throughout the room as a thin, 
but heavy belt smashed against her back. Casey screamed into the rag, as the 
belt slashed down over and over again. 

There were few other sounds in the barracks as the other girls watched in awe. 
The belt arced down against the smooth white skin of the little blonde, 
snapping viciously down against Casey's back, shoulders, and buttocks, 
leaving red welts, and screaming hot pain in their wake. 

She shuddered and trembled with each blow, her body smashing against the 
pillar repeatedly. Splinters from the rough wood dug into the tender flesh of her 
stomach and breasts, while tears streamed down her face. 

Some of the blows were so harsh the teenager was driven off her feet, to hang 
helplessly by her wrists for several seconds. Her back  was already so 
inflamed by pain that new blows hardly mattered for more than a second or 
two. 

By the time Karen gave the order to stop, Casey was hanging by her wrists, 
her agonized body no longer able to support her weight as the blows rained 
down against her. Her back and buttocks were red with criss crossing red 
welts where the belt had landed. 

Karen moved next to her and grasped a handful of short yellow hair between 
her black fingers. 
Casey groaned almost unconsciously as her head was jerked backwards. 

"You learned your lesson cuntpad?" she hissed. Casey could only moan 
unintelligibly through her pain and the gag. 

"I don't think she has." Karen said to the room. 

She stood back and took the belt from the brunette holding it. THWACK! The 
belt slashed down against Casey's right buttock, sending her hip crashing into 
the pillar again. 

CRACK! Many of the girls flinched as the force of the blow on her back 
smashed Casey forward again. 

"Turn the little slut around!" Karen ordered. 

The brunette and a slim redhead, quickly moved the dazed girl so her back 
was against the pillar. Her wrists were crossed far above her head and small 
drops of blood could be seen trickling from under the ropes that held her. 

THWAACCKKK !! 

Several girls gasped as the belt slashed down across the middle of Casey's 
left breast. 

It seemed to separate the meaty pillow in two for an instant, then as it 
withdrew, the breast bounced and jiggled as a dark angry red line appeared 
directly across the centre. 

Casey's brain reeled under this new pain. Her body was flung backward, her 
tailbone smashing into the pillar with bruising impact. 

THWACKK !... THWACK !.... THWACKKK ! 

The belt cracked down against Casey's tender, rounded meat orbs, leaving 
them bruised, and reddened, with horrible red welts. 

"Spread her legs apart." Karen said. 

The two girls eagerly complied, each pulling aside one of the girl's wobbly 
weakened limbs, opening up her groin. 
Casey was practically unconscious by now, as Karen slid the belt back, then 
lashed it forward at a side angle. The belt slashed upward directly into Casey's 
crotch, impacting with a loud dull thud against the girl's furry slit. 

Even through the gag every girl in the room heard the horrible agonized cry as 
Casey was thrown backwards and up off her feet by the brutal blow. 

Karen and several others grinned, while most of the girls cringed. Karen 
slammed the belt up again, then again. Each time sending the dazed girl into a 
twitching jerking dance of agony and pain. 

Finally Karen stopped. The blonde was in a stupor, almost hanging completely 
by her wrists. A girl stepped forward and waved smelling salts beneath her 
nose, making Casey jerk her head back quickly. 

"Since the little slut doesn't like getting it up the cunt, we're gonna show her 
another way to have fun." Karen called out. Karen stripped and donned the big 
dildo harness, then walked toward Casey. The dildo was pointed upward, and 
bounced slightly as the black girl moved behind her. 

Casey's body was pushed outward, her beaten breasts thrusting up and to the 
sides as Karen slid her hands over them. Karen's fingers fondled Casey's 
breasts, squeezing and kneading the aching flesh not unkindly. Her hands slid 
downward across Casey's belly and down into the V of her crotch, to cup her 
pubic mound. 

A single finger slid up inside the girl, sending her ass jerking backwards. 
Casey felt the hardened length of the dildo running up between her buttocks as 
it lay up between the two girls. Karen's hand slid around her right thigh and 
lifted her leg sideways and up off the floor. 

"Lets see how you like this bitch." she cackled. 

Casey groaned in fresh pain as he rounded head of the dildo pushed against 
her crinkled little anal opening with greater and greater force. Lubricated by her 
sweat the slippery rubber shoved aside Casey's sphincter and thrust far up into 
the defenceless girl's asshole. 

Karen humped her body forward, driving the rubber cock higher and deeper 
into the defenceless girl's anus. Casey felt the rigid rubber going far up into her 
guts, then ramming against the end of her ass tube insistently. 
She cried anew, and whimpered pitiful small noises into the gag, as the cock 
rammed up against her guts again and again. Finally she felt the crinkly hairs 
of Karen's pussy against her ass cheeks as the dildo was driven all the way up 
inside her belly. 

"You got it all little slut!" Karen hissed, lunging forward again, to ram the end of 
the cock into the blonde's guts again and again. 

Some of the other girls began to find their cunts growing slippery and warm at 
the sight of the two. Karen dropped Casey's leg back to the floor. Casey 
gasped as all her weight was brought down on the dildo and she was impaled 
by the brutal instrument. 

She struggled to stand but was hampered by Karen's clutching hands which 
kept her legs forced apart. She was forced to shove her ass back against the 
black girl to keep her toes on the floor. 

A girl moved forward and took a picture then, as Karen humped her hips 
forward, digging the fake cock way up into the blonde's tortured anus. 

Casey was bent like a bow. Her arms stretched above and behind her and 
balanced precariously on her toes. Her ass was pushed back against Karen 
and her chest shoved out. Karen held her hips tightly and humped upward with 
short vicious thrusts of her hips. 

Her hands slid up onto Casey's tits again, squeezing tightly, then one worked 
down between the blonde's legs, and slid two fingers up into her twat. Karen 
finally tired and pulled out.

MARINE SEX SLAVE

Part Four



They untied Casey then and pulled her into the centre of the room. She was 
throw onto the polished wooden floor on her belly and her arms and legs 
spread wide. 

A brunette named Sandra dropped between her legs and pushed the end of 
the dildo into the tortured anus. She thrust forward and down, working the hole 
bigger, then she humped her hips forward and jammed the whole thing down 
into the blonde girl's rectum. 

She lay on top of Casey and then, she laughed, dropping her entire weight 
onto Casey's body, crushing her to the floor and jamming the dildo way down 
inside her asshole. Casey's arms and legs flopped against the wooden floor 
and her body seemed to tremble as the hard rubber forced its way into her 
guts. 

Casey was helpless to do anything but moan and whimper, as Sandra gave 
several rapid humps with her lower body, pounding the dildo in and out of the 
little round hole. 

Casey's tender abused, pain filled tit orbs were mashed against the floor as 
Sandra hammered the dick down. Casey felt agony deep inside her belly as 
the dildo thumped into the end of her asshole and ground repeatedly against it. 
Casey felt the itchy scratching of Sandra's thick brown pubic hair between her 
parted ass cheeks as the dildo forced deeper still. 

She cackled. "It's way up in your guts sluthole!" She covered Casey's body 
with her own, rubbing her pointed titties into the blondes welt covered back. 
Casey could feel the hardened little black nipples dig into her skin as Sandra 
sighed and undulated her body so her groin fucked the dildo in and out of the 
tight asshole encasing it. 

She gripped the blonde's hair in both hands and jerked her head way up and 
back, then lunged forward, kissing, then biting deep into the side of the smaller 
girl's neck. She bit until she tasted blood and then sucked voraciously, loving 
the taste. 
Sandra dropped the blonde's head then pushed herself up on her two hands 
and feet so she was not touching Casey at all. She began to energetically 
swing her hips down and in, thrusting the dildo in and out of Casey's asshole 
with long, deep strokes. 

Then she grunted and pulled the slick rubber out of he girl's asshole 
completely, rising and taking off the harness.  Everyone gathered around could 
see Casey's wide open asshole as her abused sphincter muscle refused to 
adjust to the emptiness. The lithe redhead donned the gear and knelt between 
Casey's legs then. 

She placed the tip of the dildo against the open anus and lunged forward, 
driving it deep into the blonde girl's rectum once again. She lay atop Casey, 
her hands sliding under and squeezing the blonde's titties and sliding down 
between her legs to cup and fondle the furry cunthole. She bounced atop the 
girl, humping the dildo in and out of the tightly squeezing anus. 

With Casey's mind numbed and blurred, her helpless, confused body began to 
react to the deep petting and fondling, sending lubricant down into the empty 
clutching cunt tube, and fighting to pump blood into her constricted tit mounds. 

After about five minutes, the redhead got up and the Brunette who had 
whipped Casey, fucked the rubber cock down into the rounded opening. Casey 
heard her gurgling with delight. 

Casey could feel the girl's thick soft meat orbs squashing and rubbing against 
the skin of her back, as the brunette humped energetically. Her own tortured 
milk sacs were swelling by the second, her hardened nipples scratching 
against the wooden floor, excited outrageously by the continued mashing and 
squishing of the delicate sensitive meat. 

A tall blonde took the brunettes place, and then an oriental girl with short dark 
hair and a round moon face. The oriental jammed her hips against Casey's 
buttocks to get the dildo as far in as possible, then she gripped the blonde's 
hips in her strong fingers and bounced her lower body against Casey's ass. 

The dildo head banged rapidly against the end of her ass tube, bringing 
repeated grunts of pain from the blonde. Mixed with the pain though were the 
shooting sensations of heat as the dildo rushed in and out of her body, rubbing 
its fat head around in her belly. 
The oriental girl got off and was replaced by a large black girl who gripped 
Casey's hips in a grip of steel, lifting her lower body up off the ground into a 
kind of kneeling position. 

Her ass was up in the air but her head and shoulders were still on the floor, as 
the black girl slammed her hips forward and back, raping the teenagers 
asshole with furious, brutal thrusts. 

The black girls hips and groin smashed and slapped against Casey's 
widespread crotch, stimulating her tortured pussy meat with each impact, 
helplessly, hopelessly, the brutal sodomizing drove the little blonde deeper and 
deeper into an uncontrollable sexual torpor. 

Her tits seemed to radiate heat, and she longed to have someone suck and 
squeeze them. Her cunthole seemed vacant and yearned for a hot cock. 

The black girl pulled out and another girl took her place, then another, then 
another. All the while Casey was driven quietly mad. The repeated 
stimulations of her cunt and titties drove her every upward without any release 
as her cunt screamed to be filled. 

She thought that at any moment her cunt lips would open up and suck the 
current raper inside. Her brain was frazzled and despairing as the girls raped 
her asshole one after another. Five, ten, fifteen, twenty, twenty-five, thirty. 

She didn't think it was possible to be so hypersensetively excited. Every nerve 
in her body jangled and shrieked in need of release. Her asshole was a raw 
reddened sore from the continued sodomy, yet her cunt went unfulfilled. 

"OKay Robin, your turn." "Uhh Uhhnn." The other girls stared. Karen held the 
dildo out to her with a hard flat look on her face. 

"Take this and fuck the little bitch now or we'll do you next!" she gritted. Robin 
gulped then resignedly pulled her panties off then took the tool and slipped it 
on. She knelt behind Casey, then instead of sticking the dildo up her asshole, 
shoved it deep into her cunt. 

Casey jumped as if electrocuted. Her ass slammed back and a deep howl of 
satisfaction and ecstasy roared through the gag. The dildo slammed up into 
her belly as an orgasm of overwhelming proportions screamed through her 
brain. 
Her chest shot up off the ground, her back slamming into Robin's titties as she 
shoved herself back onto the rubber prong and cum gushed down her tube. 

Several of the girls watched her cum with astonishment. Casey writhed and 
shivered and trembled in an orgiastic frenzy, her ass jerking against the cock 
inside her. 

Robin held her against her chest, her arms around Casey's belly and chest. 
She studied the girl in surprise, then a slow smile crept onto her face. She 
humped forward, pumping the cock into the little blonde's sopping cunthole. 

Her hand slid up and squeezed one of Casey's outrageously stimulated 
breasts, sending blinding waves of release shivering through the girl's frame. 
Repeated grunts of contentment and satisfaction emanated from the 
teenager's mouth as her eyes closed tightly and her head pulled back. 

Her ass continued to jerk against the pumping cock, continued to ride the 
instrument of torture and pleasure. Exquisite surges of rapturous sensations 
poured through her body as she writhed against Robin's embrace, grinding her 
buttocks back into the brunette's groin. 

Little grunts and gasps of astonished pleasure emanated from her wide open 
mouth, and drool dribbled down her chin and onto her outthrust tit mounds. 
Her hands shot down into her crotch and grasped the thick rubber cock in 
shaky twitching fingers as she humped against it. 

Then she cried out in delirious happiness and thrust her crotch back onto the 
cock with furious pounding strokes that impaled her tight blonde pussy on the 
fat fuck spike. She gave one last tremendous gasp and then shot into 
unconsciousness. 

 The next day her asshole ached and stung from the abuse it had been given. 
She couldn't sit down without wincing. 

She spent the morning in a daze, unable to look up at anyone lest she meet 
the eyes of one of the girls who'd raped her the other night. Several times she 
nearly broke down in tears at the remembered outrage and humiliation. 

She knew she couldn't stand another night like that, and knew that she had 
become a kind of toy for the hard core dykes like Karen. 
When the opportunity presented itself she jumped into the back of a delivery 
truck leaving the base, and hid amongst some empty boxes and crates. 

The truck had hardly been moving for five minutes when it stopped. The flap 
was pulled up and a soldier's face peered inside. He glared at her and 
motioned her out. 

She was led across the field to the stockade, where two enormous MP's were 
waiting. They handcuffed her again, and then took her out of the jail to a 
waiting jeep. 

They delivered her to the provost marshals office where two officers greeted 
her with narrowed eyes and flat looks. 

She was stripped again, this time not even complaining, so tired and resigned 
was she. Her wrists were engulfed by thick leather ties, and then she was 
hauled up into the air. 

Her ankles were similarly tied, so that once she was a couple of inches off the 
floor, the leather bindings on her ankles began to resist the upward pressure 
on her wrists until her body was drawn as taught as a bow. She was hanging in 
the air, just above the floor, in a perfect X shape, her arms and legs 
spreadeagled. 

"Private Donovan, we don't like troublemakers in the ranks here." said the 
captain. He was a beefy man of middle years, with dark brown hair in a crew 
cut. He smoked a thick cigar that made the entire room reek. 

The woman next to him was a Lieutenant. She had long black hair, much 
longer than regulations usually permitted in fact. It hung straight down her back 
and over her shoulders. 

She was very tall, almost six feet, with deep green eyes in a thin, lean face. 
Her body was almost Voluptuous, her hips wide, her breasts big and high. 

"Perhaps it's time you learned just what this base is for Donovan." the captain 
said. He puffed on his cigar and walked over to stand just in front of her 
looking down. 

"There is only one kind of Marine, Donovan," he said," and you aint it! There 
are no female marines." Casey raised her head in confusion. 
"There are some split tails, who are dressed up like marines, and call 
themselves marines in public, but they aint marines baby. We bring in little 
split tails like you to keep morale up for our officer corps. 

We give you a pretty uniform, and let you stay on the base, and in areas where 
family are'nt allowed, but your only purpose is to serve the officers your 
assigned to." 

He slid his fingers through her hair, then tightened them and pulled her head 
up to face him as he drew in close. 

"Your a little fuck wad! You know what that is? Your here for fucking and 
sucking and nothing else, except maybe a little dictation and typing and shit 
like that." 

She stared at him in shock. 

He pushed her head back and walked away. 

"We expect you to be highly disciplined. To do what your told, when your told, 
and not ask any questions or complain." he said. 

He strode back to her and stood a foot or so away looking her up and down. 

"Look at you. Fucking is what you were made for, what God designed you for! 
You can have a good life with the corps. We treat our tarts right, here!" But, 
you must be disciplined. Your already behind the rest of your class." 

He walked around behind her, and she felt his hand sliding up and down her 
ass cheeks. His hand covered her ass completely. 

"We know, from your reactions in the shower,and last night in the barracks, 
that you are a hot piece of fucking material." he said 

Casey's mouth opened in surprise. 

"You didn't think we knew?" he laughed. 

His hand moved  off her ass and he came around in front of her to grin down 
at her. 

"The girls were all part of the program Donovan," 

"You can't escape Donovan. If you do, you'll find a warrant out on you for 
murder, treason, whatever the hell we want, and nobody would believe you for 
a second, anyway." 

He gestured toward the lieutenant behind him. 

"This is Lieutenant Caldwell, she'll be your training officer. After you leave 
here, you'll be trained in all the necessary arts to make a marine officer happy. 
She'll also teach you to be obedient." 

Casey hardly heard him, her stunned brain was reeling from the information, 
and from the horrifying realization that she was to be little more than a 
prostitute, a sex slave for some marine officer or officers, who would do 
whatever they wanted with her body! 

The lieutenant stepped forward, and moved over to a table not far from where 
Casey was hanging. "First we will teach you the imprudence of attempting to 
escape." he said, sitting himself down on a chair a few feet away. 

The lieutenant brought thin, black wires up from the table, each was attached 
to a machine and had little copper alligator clips on the end. The lieutenant 
pushed one of the clips over her right nipple and closed it. 

Casey gasped in pain as the clip bit tightly into her nipple. She bit her lip to 
keep from crying out loud as the nipple was pinched outrageously. The 
lieutenant then attached the other clip to her left nipple, causing a new flareup 
of stinging pain. 

"The only way you little bitches can learn anything is with a good dose of 
pleasure and pain." the captain said, " We'll give you some good hard cock, to 
teach you pleasure, and a here we'll show you some pain." 

The woman pulled another little wire over and then slid it downwards to her 
crotch. Casey cried out in a short yelp of pain as it tightened on her clitoris. 

Her arms and legs were so tightly held that she was completely unable to 
move, only her fingers, and toes twitched to show the pain the clips gave her. 

"All right, Melonie, begin." the captain ordered. 
For a second, Casey felt a tingling in her crotch, then she thew back her head 
and screamed as her cunt exploded in burning heat. Her pelvis shook and 
vibrated as hundreds of volts of electricity shot into her clitoris. 

The pain stopped as abruptly as it had started, and Casey collapsed inwardly, 
then suddenly fire seared burned into her nipples. Her chest shuddered, and 
her breath locked in her lungs as her tits bounced and flopped in agony. 

"Starting to get the picture Casey?" the captain asked, matter of factly. We 
won't mark your body, but we will show you that it belongs to us now." he 
nodded at the lieutenant, and Casey screamed again as her cunt and tits 
exploded together. 

Her head jerked and swayed as the bolts of electricity shot into her body. They 
drove the air from her lungs, so she couldn't even scream, but only whimper 
and gasp with desperate choking sounds. 

The lieutenant alternated the shocks, sometimes in the tits, sometimes the clit, 
or sometimes just one tit. Each time Casey was stunned into helpless gargling 
silence. 

Then, as the shocks subsided she would gasp in relief, and sob piteously 
despite herself. Every nerve ending was laid bare and shocked into agonized, 
screaming protest. 

Casey was covered with sweat, her hair hanging down in stringy limp strands, 
as the captain stood up and came forward. He had a short tube in his hand, 
like a nightstick, only metal. The dazed girl looked at him unseeingly through 
half closed eyes, as he stood next to her and smiled. 

She felt a sharp pressure at her behind, then felt a long cold instrument push 
inside. It went far up inside her, causing her more pain, as it skewered her 
outspread bottom. 

Then she screamed anew, this time pain shot through her system from inside. 
It was like an explosion going off inside her belly. Her guts churned and twisted 
around as the captain held the instrument up inside her. 

The pain stopped and she slumped in her shackles, as the captain chuckled. 
He pumped the tube up and down in her asshole, then moved away. The 
lieutenant held the tube in place. 
The shock came again, searing through her insides, and sending the blonde 
into a twitching shaking fit of pain filled horror. Then the shocks all hit her at 
once, in the ass, cunt and tits, and she was blasted into senselessness. 

She woke up with the lieutenant waving a foul smelling bottle under her nose. 

"This is no time to go to sleep Donovan, just when your starting to learn." the 
captain said. 

The woman moved away and Casey felt her wrists coming down as the ropes 
were lowered, then she gasped as her legs were pulled out from under her. 
The ropes raised her legs in the air as her arms were lowered until she was in 
a X position again, only this time horizontal, about three or four feet high, 
facing the floor. 

Casey's arms and shoulders ached from the punishing pressure placed on 
them, she was afraid her arms would pull out of their sockets. 

The captain stepped behind her, and between her legs, and then she felt a his 
hands stroking her taught buttocks with smooth gentle strokes. 

"Such a lovely behind, Casey." he complimented her. 

Then she felt a pressure at her asshole. She looked down the length of her 
body and saw the Captains pants around his ankles. She groaned inwardly, as 
she felt her ass mouth pushed open and the captain forced his cock down her 
asshole. Then began to sodomize her with an easy, unruffled stroke. 

"You have a very nice little asshole her Donovan." he said, "I'm sure a lot of 
men are going to enjoy it before long." 

His hands squeezed her buttocks lightly, then kneaded the rounded cheeks 
with greater strength, fingers digging into the flesh. 

Casey was growing dizzy as her head hung downward. She hardly felt his cock 
as it slid in and out of her anus for several minutes, her mind was still in a 
confused turmoil, and her body was too busy recovering from the electric 
shocks. 

Compared to that, his ass fucking was a pleasant thing. Which of course was 
the idea. 
The captain slid his hands down along Casey's hips, enjoying the smooth soft 
feeling of her teenage skin. 

His hands moved down over her belly and then up onto her breasts, which 
hung straight down from her body like two cow udders. 

"These are nice milk sacks baby." he sighed, squeezing them in heavy 
clutching paws. 

His hips began pounding into her crotch with greater intensity, as he felt his 
cock overheating. His thrusts grew faster, more forcefull. Then he groaned 
softly and spurted his seeds down into the blonde teenager's asshole. He 
patted her on the behind and then withdrew. 

He came around to the front and dragged her head up by the hair, until she 
was looking directly at his slimy, flaccid penis. 

"Clean this off for me Donovan." the captain ordered. 

She wearily complied, opening her mouth to receive his cock. 

He shoved it inside, and she started suckling and licking on it, trying to ignore 
the taste of her own asshole coming off it. His cock grew larger and harder as 
she suckled, and soon it was pushing at the back of her throat. 

He held Casey's head up with tight hands and began humping his groin 
forward, pushing his cockhead roughly against the back of her mouth. 

Suddenly, his fat cockhead pushed past her mouth and down into her throat. 
Casey choked, and fought back her stomach, which threatened to erupt. The 
cock went down her throat blocking her air tube completely. 

"Nothing like a nice throat fuck." the captain groaned. 

"You'll get used to that Donovan. Deep throating is something all marine 
susies do." he jammed his cockhead down her throat again, and held it there 
for several seconds before withdrawing into her mouth. 

He gripped her ears tightly, then began pumping his hips forward quickly, 
almost shuddering as his cock spewed out its load into the blonde's mouth. 

Casey gulped down the salty liquid, desperate to keep it from going into her 
lungs if he pushed his cockhead down the wrong tube. 

"That was nice Susie." the captain said, pulling his pants back up. Casey 
wondered dazedly why he was calling her Susie, she was to learn later that 
marines called women suzie, it was short for Suzie rottencrotch. 

The ropes pulled the girl upwards again to her previous position, and the 
woman moved behind her. She heard a swish, like something moving quickly 
through the air, then there was a loud "Crack!", and her hips jerked forward, 
away from the awful pain that exploded from her ass. 

Casey screamed, and jerked helplessly against the ropes. There was another 
swish, another `Crack!' on her behind. 

"Theres nothing like a good caning on the bottom, to teach a girl her lessons." 
the captain remarked casually. 

The cane swished down again and again, lancing across Casey's buttocks, 
sending the girl into agonized thrashings, and filling the air with her howls and 
screams. 

Her voice whimpered and shook as she pleaded for them to stop, and little 
sobs broke through between cries of pain. But the caning went on, 
occasionally moving up her body to crack down onto her back and shoulders. 

Then the woman moved around in front of her and Casey cringed away from 
what she knew was coming. 

The cane cracked down onto her left breast, directly across the nipple. A 
burning red line appeared across the surface of her tit mound. Then the cane 
thwacked down again, this time on her right tit. 

Then on her left again, then the right, then the left. All the while Casey 
screamed and wailed, pleading with the woman, and with the captain to stop, 
promising absolute obedience, promising anything, as she was driven toward 
insanity. 

Her voice broke, and tears rolled down her face as she shrieked and threw her 
head about in fits of desperate torment. 

The caning stopped. Casey gasped in shocked, agony. Her tit mounds were 
covered with criss crossing welts, angry red lines that marred the lovely white 
surface. 

She felt the ropes moving her again. The pulleys pulled her around until she 
was upside down. Then the lieutenant moved next to her and whipped the 
cane directly down into her outspread crotch. 

Casey's body shuddered as it was wracked with an enormous screaming burst 
of pain. She shrieked in horrified disbelief as the cane smacked down onto her 
soft tender pubic mound. 

The lieutenant ripped the cane down again and again, until the blonde lost 
consciousness again. This time not even the smelling salts would bring her 
back to her senses.

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 and dials. 

"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. 


MARINE SEX SLAVE

Part Six


The other girls who had lost were forced to kneel over Valerie's knee in front of 
the entire class, their bare asses pointed towards the other girls. Then they 
received five hard lashes from a long thin cane. However, Casey, who had 
annoyed Valerie and distracted the class with her hysteric behaviour was 
served a meaner punishment. 

After she had revived, Valerie had taken a roll of thick, black electrical tape, 
torn off a strip and taped it tightly to her glistening skin, from her belly button, 
down firmly between her legs, over her pubic mound and up between her ass 
cheeks. 

Another strip was wound around her belly right over the edges of the first strip. 
The two dildoes were thus held up within her belly, and were to stay there for 
the rest of the class. 

Casey could hardly move from the pain within her as she stood in line for her 
caning. She could hear snickers and catcalls from the other girls as she 
shuffled carefully forward to receive her caning. 

She squeaked and whimpered in pain as she bent over across the man's 
knees. The cane hissed down, and cracked across her buttocks, sending her 
body jerking forward. 

Valerie had warned them all that for each cry she would add another lash, so 
Casey tried to keep quiet. She gritted her teeth as the cane whacked down 
again, then again, then again. It passed the five the others had gotten, not 
stopping till she had gotten twenty hard strokes. He then casually rolled her off 
his lap so she crashed to the floor with a startled, pained yelp. 

She was then forced to do exercises with the rest of the girls. Jumping jacks, 
jogging around the room, then deep knee bends, and finally touching toes and 
situps. These last bringing painful pressure against the tips of the twin dildoes 
that were fighting the tape to slide out of her. 

One time, as she was touching her toes, one of the girls behind her had kicked 
her full in the crotch, sending the two cocktubes slamming up into her.
There was a second kick, then a third, sending Casey pitching headlong 
forward to fall on her chest on the floor, her boobs squashed beneath her. 

When the class was over, she was called up before the entire class again. 
Valerie made her lay on her back on a table, and four girls came forward 
eagerly at her request. 

They held her arms and legs firmly apart, as Valerie pulled the tape from 
around her belly. She cringed against the pain as the tape yanked out little 
hairs from her belly, then sudden insight made her squirm frantically against 
their grip as Valerie peeled an inch or so of the other strip down off her belly. 

She gripped it firmly between her fingers, then ripped the whole thing down off 
her groin as far as her pussy mound. She screamed in terrible pain as the tape 
tore out all her pussy hairs at once, leaving a bare reddened area behind. 

The girls then turned her over so she was bent over the table belly down. The 
tape still covered her slit and pussy mound, going up between her naked ass 
cheeks. 

Valerie gripped the length of the tape and yanked it upward, ripping out the 
remainder of her pubic hair from off her pussy mound, so it was completely 
bald and puffened from irritation and soreness. 

Her classes continued. She was taught the art of fellatio, practising on 
volunteer officers, till she could deep throat a twelve inch cock expertly. 

She learned the proper way to clutch and squeeze cocks within her, and how 
to loosen her asshole so it could be entered and fucked properly. She was 
drilled in the necessity for obedience and discipline, and respect for officers. 

She became expert at cunnilingus to satisfy officer's wives, and steeped in the 
sexual lore of S and M, Bondage, Paedophilia, necrophilia, scatology, and 
every other perverted idea under the sexual sun. 

She could burst into orgasm from fucking, being strung up and whipped, being 
urinated upon, or anything else that involved nudity and sex. 

The marines had learned brainwashing technics from the asians and russians 
and put it to good use with the Suzies. 
Casey soon came to feel empty and jittery if long periods of time passed 
between fuckings. It was difficult for her to sleep more than a few hours at a 
time without waking up in desperate need of relief from the fires burning in her 
groin. 

She didn't know that she had been conditioned this way, only that she felt 
unfulfilled and wanton, her sex tingling and raw. She was also conditioned 
never to touch herself down there without permission.  

She was forced, along with the other girls, to endure her inflamed cravings and 
yearnings until morning reveille, when the girls were allowed to scamper out 
into the yards for a good fucking. 

They would stand in straight lines, shoulder to shoulder, as a few at a time 
were called up to be bent over and reamed out as the rest watched. 

How early they were relieved depended on how much they begged and whined 
when the Sergeants and Lieutenant wandered among them. 

Those who didn't display proper obsequiousness were forced to endure the 
added pain of watching girl after girl be solidly impaled by the hard cocks of the 
instructors and scream in delighted fulfilment and orgasms before they 
themselves were allowed their cums. 

The trainers always left one girl completely unsated, as a lesson to the others 
to be more respectful and show the proper reverence for the trainer's cocks. 

The unsatisfied girl would usually break into tears when she realized she 
would not be screwed. She would be forced to go through breakfast and on 
into her first class  without any relief as her fuckhole burned and ached. 

The girl's were fast becoming mindless sexual drones, whos entire existence 
was focused around their sexual gratification. After a few weeks, Casey, who 
had always despised her weak, female body, would gasp and beg for mercy 
from a few seconds fondling of her breast. 

One squeeze on her sensitive, glistening pubic mound would send her 
bursting into an orgasm. This so amused the trainers that, often as she walked 
down a hallway, one would simply push her against the wall, spread her legs 
and jam his hand into her crotch, cupping and squeezing her cunt. 

She would immediately start grunting and humping against the hand, helpless 
as the sexual heat within her ignited anew and sent her shivering and 
shuddering through an explosive cum. 

One day, Casey had fallen while trying to jump over a sawhorse. She wasn't 
badly hurt, but her elbow was bruised and cut slightly, and hurt badly enough 
for her to have to fight off tears. Valerie had bandaged the elbow, and 
instructed her to keep it straight so it would'nt start bleeding again. 
But first, Casey had to get through her shower. The girls showered several 
times a day, trying to keep clean despite all the sweating they were required to 
endure each training session. The instructors had no intention of allowing them 
to leave any class for the next, smelling badly. 

Valerie, being a lot kinder than normal today, insisted that Casey use her own 
private shower, in the instructors office. That meant, of course, that Valerie 
had had to help her off with her clothes. This embarrassed and frightened 
Casey. She was afraid of the woman, and being within touching distance 
made her tremble in fear. 

For some reason she couldn't understand, she had fantasized about Valerie 
the other night. Nothing very specific, but it had shocked her when she'd 
woken, and found herself wet between the legs. 

"Keep your arm elevated Casey, so you don't get the cut too wet." Valerie 
instructed, as she disrobed herself. Casey tried to avert her eyes from the 
instructors nudity. She had seen a lot of naked girls in the past while. 
Somehow it seemed different seeing Valerie naked, after all, she was an 
officer, even if she was a Suzie too. 

Valerie watched the girl fumble awkwardly with the soap, her arm held above 
her, out of the showers stream of water. "Here, honey." she said amiably. "Let 
me help you." 

"No, it's alright !" Casey protested. Valerie frowned at her. It was the kind of 
frown she had been using for the last few weeks whenever the girl disobeyed 
one of her orders. 

She held out her hand, and Casey reluctantly put the slick bar of soap in it. 
Valerie soaped up both hands and stood behind the blonde girl. She ran her 
hands over her shoulders first, and her neck, taking her time, massaging the 
skin and muscles as she soaped her. 
Her hands slid downward, scrubbing Casey's back gently, then sliding around 
to her sides. She could feel the girl trembling slightly as she caressed her skin 
with her soapy hands. She noted the girls nipples, erect despite the warmth in 
the room. 

She turned Casey slightly, so she was in front of her. She started soaping up 
her chest above the girl's breasts. Casey was looking down at the floor, too 
embarrassed to see Valerie's face. Valerie soaped up above the breasts, then 
slid her hand down the cleavage between them to soap up the girl's belly. 
She thought she noted a sudden catch in the blonde's breath when her hand 
slid between her breasts. She put a hand on the girl's hip and slid her other 
hand around in circles on Casey's belly and abdomen. Then she casually slid 
her hand up slowly, up from Casey's abdomen, over her stomach to her left 
breast, and directly up across it. 

Casey was biting her lip, which was a good thing since she thought she would 
have screamed otherwise. She was becoming incredibly turned on. 

Her whole body seemed to be trembling in anticipation. Her groin was fiery hot, 
and pulsating with a kind of dull quivering need. 

As Val's hand slid down over her other breast, her groin, and that soft, tender 
area between her legs, seemed to throb with a furious intensity. 

Valerie watched the girl carefully, for any reactions. She slid her hands over 
her breasts now, massaging them in the guise of scrubbing. She couldn't miss 
the pebbly hardness of the pink nipples against her fingers and palm though. 

She stepped behind the girl, sliding her hand down her back again, then down 
further, rubbing across her buttocks, squeezing and kneading the two white 
cheeks. 

Casey seemed to be shiver as she scrubbed her behind. Valerie carefully 
avoided sliding her hand between the girl's cheeks just yet, as much as she 
wanted to. "Raise your right leg, honey, and put it on the bar." 

There was a horizontal pipe running the length of the shower room a couple of 
feet above the floor. The Casey slowly jerked her foot up, putting it on the pipe. 
Valerie leaned over, sliding her hands up around the girl's thigh, and soaping 
up the length of her leg, from top to bottom. 

As her hands moved down the length of the leg, her bare breasts pushed 
firmly into Casey's back. 

She slid her hands up and down the leg, alternately pressing her breasts 
against the girl's back and side. "Other leg." she said huskily. 

Casey quickly obliged, and Valerie soaped up that leg as well, continually 
pressing her breasts against the girl. She soaped the leg far up to the crotch, 
high enough that the side of her hand brushed against the girl's crotch every 
other time or so. "Okay." she whispered finally, allowing Casey to drop her leg. 

She could feel the girl trembling against her now as she stood behind her, 
scrubbing her belly once more, slowly and gently. 

Casey seemed to be staring straight ahead at the wall, as if in a trance. 

Valerie slid her right hand up. Casey's right hand was still high in the air, and 
Valerie had no trouble sliding her hand up under it to Casey's right breast. 

She squeezed the malleable flesh, then gripped the hardened nipple between 
two fingers, and pinched it gently. Casey gasped in surprise and excitement, 
her body seemed to shudder against Valerie, and her ass unconsciously 
shoved back a little, into Valerie's groin. 

As soon as she felt the pubic hair of Valerie's crotch pushing into her ass 
crack, Casey gasped in wondrous pleasure and terror. She was sure she had 
given herself away. 

What was worse, her body felt on the verge of an orgasm ! She remembered 
the last time she had cum in class when she wasn't supposed to, and tried 
desperately to fight back her bodies desires. 

Valerie slid her hand down Casey's body, and between the girl's legs. Her 
hand, for the first time, slid over Casey's pubic mound and squeezed it firmly. 
Casey yipped in startled surprise, but was immediately assaulted by a huge 
wave of intense sexual heat that threw her body into turmoil. 

Valerie's hand squeezing her pubic mound was more than her lust filled body 
could stand. She felt herself shiver uncontrollably, felt her groin moving, 
pushing forward and down against her teacher's hand. 
An overpowering series of tremors shook her small frame as Val's hand 
seemed to melt her insides, and turn the liquid remains into a bubbling 
cauldron. 

Valerie rubbed her hand between the girl's legs, her finger sliding along the 
slit, searching for the clitty. She pressed her body into Casey from behind, her 
other hand going around the girl and squeezing her breasts. 

Casey groaned audibly, unable to keep her silence. Her groin was humping 
down on Valerie's hand, her back rubbing against her teacher's breasts. 

She felt Valerie's groin pressing into her ass, and then as Valerie found her clit 
and squeezed it solidly, she exploded. 

"Gotcha." Valerie grinned, satisfied and proud of her ability to manipulate the 
girl's body. 

Casey jerked and squirmed against her. She felt the heat of Casey's crotch 
pouring into her fingers, felt her swollen breast push forward into the hand 
cupping it. She rubbed against Casey's clitty, rasping her thumb against the 
hard little nugget, and dipping her fingers into the girl's hot honey hole. 

A low whimpering cry of confusion and elation escaped the girl's lips. Her 
glistening buttocks pushed backward, grinding into Val's crotch, as the 
Lieutenant worked her hand against Casey's cunt. Val thrust her index finger 
up into the girl's slimy cunt hole, hearing Casey gasp in shock and surprise. 

Casey's body shook and twitched in the throes of an overwhelming sexual 
release. She felt Valerie's finger sliding between her cunt lips and moving into 
her body with a sense of relief almost as strong as her climax. 

She realized, even in the midst of her gut wrenching climax, that Valerie had 
intended this, not as a prelude to punishment, but as a sexual release for 
herself, and wouldn't condemn her for her lust. 

The teenage fuck hole boiled in hot spurting juices, and sucked desperately at 
Val's finger as she worked it in and out. Casey's legs spread further apart, 
allowing Val to slide a second finger up into the girl's cunt slit. 

She jerked the girl around, delighted by the astonished, dazed pleasure on the 
girl's face. Valerie sized her face, in both hands, and kissed her. 
Her lips mashed against the girl's and after a slight hesitation, Casey returned 
the pressure. 

Their tongue's locked together as the water poured down on them. Val's arms 
slid around Casey's waist, then moved down to cup those delightfully soft ass 
cheeks. Casey was too far gone to do anything but stand there, her hands at 
her side as the lieutenant plunged her tongue into her mouth. 

Val's leg pushed between Casey's thighs and rubbed up against the girl's 
dripping cunt mound. She squeezed and fondled the round ass cheeks firmly, 
then dipped her hand down to grab Casey's and bring it to her own crotch. 

Casey's face was still a scene of wonder and astonishment as Val rubbed the 
girl's hand up into her crotch. She humped on the hand, loving the feeling of 
the hot young skin caressing her pulpy cunt mound. 

Casey at last took over, running her hand against Val's cunt with a puzzled 
look on her face, as if she didn't quite know what was going on. 

Val bent forward, and seized Casey's right nipple between her lips, sucking 
and chewing on the sensitive little bud until Casey shuddered in delight, and 
her trembling hand fell back again to her side. The two of them slid to the floor 
of the shower room, Val pressing the girl into the floor as she suckled and bit 
at the two youthful breasts. 

"Lovely girl !" she whispered. She moved down Casey's body to her groin, 
pressing her face into it, delighting in the hot trembling warmth between the 
girl's thighs. 

She pulled Casey's right leg up in the air and then over so the girl's lower body 
was almost on it's side. She squatted between the girl's thighs then, lowering 
her own crotch between the legs so she could press her cunt full against 
Casey's. 

Casey stared up at her listlessly. When the two cunts joined though, it was like 
an electric spark shot between them. Casey's eyes opened wide in renewed 
surprise, as Val rocked back and forth against her. 

The two wet cunt mounds pressed, rubbed and ground against each other 
sending both of them into a gasping shuddering climax. 

Finally Casey, and a number of other girls graduated, becoming Second 
Lieutenant's in the U.S Marine corps. She was given her spanking new white 
uniform, and sent to her first assignment. 

She was flown on a giant hercules cargo plane, out to Japan to join the 
American marine contingent there that was training the locals. 

The three marine pilots took full advantage, when they found they had a Suzie 
on their manifest. Although she didn't belong to them, Casey was at the 
disposal of any Marine officer who wanted to use her,and couldn't turn down 
their orders even were she so inclined. 

Even as the three men came out of the cockpit and wandered back towards 
her, with lewd expressions on their faces, her pussy began to heat up. 

"Take your clothes of slut." the captain ordered nonchalantly. 

She stripped off her uniform without question, as the admiring men looked on. 

"Now that's good fucking material." the co-pilot said. 

"Yeah, you can be sure we won't get young cunt like this." said the flight 
engineer angrily. 

They pushed her to a bench where she sat happily between the co- pilot and 
the captain as they fondled and stroked her ripe young body. 

When the flight engineer pushed his hand between her legs and squeezed her 
pussy, she grunted and came all over him, showing the delighted men, just 
how well conditioned she was. 

The plane was equipped with a floor hatch for parachutists, and to Casey's 
dismay, she was force to lie on her back, across the hatch, so her hands and 
feet were at each corner. 

The officers then tied them firmly in place, and opened the hatch. 

Casey gasped in fright as the five foot square hatch dropped down beneath 
her, leaving her hanging completely naked, held only by the bands of leather 
on her limbs to the corners of the hole. 

Her head hung down, giving her a view of the ocean far beneath them as the 
plane droned on, on automatic pilot. Casey closed her eyes, and prayed the 
bonds were well tied, as her arms and legs strained against the sucking 
vacuum of air pulling against her body. 

Then the captain, knelt at the foot of the hole, and using her body to support 
him, crawled out over the hole. She gasped in pain as her shoulders and 
knees popped against the strain of holding them both aloft. 

The captain was completely atop her, lying on her, without touching the plane 
at all. He began kissing her voraciously, as his hands encircled her body, and 
stroked and kneaded the soft flesh of her back and buttocks. 

He grinned down at her impudently and reached down to place his cockhead 
at the bald little slit between her spreadeagled legs. 

She groaned as his fat cock slid into her. 

Instantly her sexual passions flared alive, overriding the pain from her wrist, 
ankles, arms, and legs. She tried to hump up at him as he slid his cock down 
deep into her belly and started to fuck her with long hard strokes. 

He was fully atop her, his legs dangling down outside the airplane as he 
bounced and bucked against her. His hands squeezed and fondled her 
upturned breasts, and his teeth suckled against her throat and ears. 

His hands came down to squeeze her buttocks and gripped them tightly for 
leverage as he pumped into her. Casey swung into another orgasm as the 
Captain drove his cockmeat in and out of the straining girl. She shook in 
orgiastic ecstasy as her burning cuntpit was blasted full of sperm. 

The captain rose, sated, his knees came down on her belly, then he rose to 
stand on her stomach. She groaned in pain, wondering if her arms would tear 
out. 

The captain stood up and walked right over her, his foot coming down on her 
right breast and squashing it against her ribs before he stepped off her and 
onto the floor of the plane. 

The co-pilot straddled her belly, his legs and feet around her like he was riding 
a horse. Gingerly, he moved upward, till he was right under her tits. 
He squeezed them together, squashing and mashing the two trembling tit 
mounds together. 

He pushed his rigid purple cock between them and started to tit fuck the girl. 
Casey whimpered, both from the pain of her limbs, and the bruising pressure 
he was putting on her breasts. 

Still, she was conditioned to arousal no matter what was done to her. She felt 
her breasts expand and swell as they were mashed and rubbed together. Felt 
with delicious excitement, his fat, juicy cock sliding between her milk sacks.   

His fingers pinched and twisted her hard, distended nipples as he fucked and 
jerked against her boobs furiously. 

"Like that, cunt?!" he gasped, as Casey whimpered and grimaced beneath 
him. 

Abruptly he humped far forward, driving his cockhead up against her lips as he 
fell across her face. She immediately opened her mouth and sucked in his 
oozing girl fucker. 

He fucked down against her mouth like it was a cunt, slamming his prick down 
her throat with hot excited intensity. 

He twisted his body around, so he was facing her cunt, and rammed his cock 
into her mouth again, this time jumping out of the airplane, and supporting 
himself by his arms grip around her waist and his legs squeezed around her 
head. 

He thrust himself balls deep into her throat, delighting in the tight constricted 
food tunnel that squeezed against his meaty cock. His face came down on her 
bald, dripping cunt mound and he bit it tightly, sending the Squalling crying 
blonde into a tremendous orgasm that practically left her unconscious. 

She managed to keep enough sense of mind to suckle fiercely on his driving 
prick. Her tongue racing up and down the length of it as he pumped into her 
face. 

His hands squeezed her buttocks tightly as he sucked on her cuntlips, slurping 
up girl juices, even as his own prick gushed forth a stream of hot jism into her 
throat. 
The flight engineer was eager to prove himself as good as the other two, but 
he had something else in mind. He slid atop the girl too, but then slid down 
beneath her to hang from her waist as the others looked on in surprise. 

His arms were tightly around her, hands squeezing down with so much 
pressure, Casey feared he would rip the fleshy cones off right her chest. 

His legs were between her own and pushed apart so they supported his lower 
torso with their pressure on her legs. His feet were lodged between her ankles 
and the walls of the hatch. 

She felt his cockhead probing at her anus, but neither of them could spare a 
hand to target it properly. Finally the knobby cockhead caught in her exposed 
hole and pushed inside. 

Just the head at first, but then inch after inch slid into her asshole. 

"This is a fucking tight sweet little asshole!" he shouted above the noise of the 
slipstream. He humped his body upward, driving his cock deeper into her shit 
tube, twisting his body around to jam every last inch inside her. 

Casey ignored the feeling of pressure on her limbs as she felt his cock driving 
inside her. She mewled in pleasure as ripples of hot, ecstatic joy surged up 
through her bowels and into her guts. 

He slammed his body upwards violently, cramming his fuckpole deep into her 
rectum with each stroke. 

He loosened his arms from her sides, so the entire weight of his upper body 
was held only by the tight hold of his fingers around her swollen tits. 

Casey whined in pain, and thought she felt a tearing sensation, as if her boobs 
were actually being pulled off by the tremendous weight on them. 

Then her body started to tremble and thrash against the weight and bindings 
as she dove into another intense orgasm. 

This time she was accompanied by the flight engineer who hammered his 
cock into her with enough power to rupture her permanently and sprayed wads 
of jism up into her guts.

The engineer kept fucking her, pounding into her at the same time that he was 
pissing streams of slimy sperm deep up inside her brutalized and helpless 
body.

Casey sobbed and came.  She cried out at the horror her life had become. 
and came, and came, and came.

The helpless teenaged girl felt cock after cock pound into her, piss sperm into 
her pussy or her butt or down her throat.  She felt hot globs of cum splatter on 
her as the men masturbated.  

Her hair was saturated, her face and body covered.  Long strands of sperm 
ran out of her to the floor in slimy, unbroken ropes.

And Casey came.

When they had all used her, they started over.   And then started over again

And still Casey came and came and came.

MARINE SEX SLAVE

Part Seven


They mercifully closed the hatch after that, and Casey was allowed to lie on 
the bench and recover for a few hours before she was called forward. 

There, she had to straddle each officer's seat and work her hot, plump pussy 
mound down onto their hardened dicks until they spurted their loads up inside 
her. 

By the time the plane landed in Japan she had come more than a dozen times 
easily. 

A car with a respectful marine private driving, was waiting for her when she 
deplained, at the military airport in Tokyo. She enjoyed the airconditioned ride 
through the city, though she thought it was rather dirty and noisy. 

The car drove eventually through the guarded gates of a large military 
compound, and around to a square, two storey brick building with two sentries 
standing in front. 

"This is your residence Maam." the private said, jumping out of the car and 
opening her door. She winced at the sudden rush of hot moist air, and blinked 
in the intense sunlight, as she stepped out. 

The private got her bags from the trunk and led her up to the front door of the 
building and past the sentrys. The lobby was small, and square, like the 
building itself. There was a reception desk set in the middle of the floor and a 
Sergeant sitting there. 

"This's Lieutenant Donovan, Sergeant." the private announced. 

"Thats fine, private, just leave the bags." the Sergeant replied. 

He placed them on the floor next to the desk and turned and left. 

"You're late." the sergeant scowled at her. 

She opened her mouth to protest, but he waved it off before she could speak. 
"Save it. It doesn't matter, just so your here in time for the party tonight." 

Another sergeant arrived, in answer to a button the desk sergeant pushed. He 
looked Casey up and down with professional assessment. 

"Well at least they sent us a young one this time." he told the desk sergeant, 
who nodded. 

"Not that we'll get a piece of it." he replied. 

"OK Donovan. Pick up your bags and lets go." he ordered. 

Casey followed him down a narrow hallway to an elevator, which brought them 
up to the second floor. There they stopped at the door to a tiny room with a 
pair of cots, a small bureau, and a big closet inside. There were other clothes 
and things there already. 

Casey dropped her bags on one of the cots as the Sergeant showed her 
explained some rules she had to follow. 

"Your roommate is Lieutenant Myers, who's working overtime since the base is 
a girl short till now. Put your stuff away and shower. There'l be someone here 
to get you in an hour." he said. 

He closed the door behind him, as Casey opened her bags and started putting 
her things in the drawers and closet. Lieutenant Myers had a huge wardrobe, 
including a lot of slinky evening gowns, and sexy underwear. 

Casey smiled at her foolishness. They were army issue of course. She hoped 
she'd get to choose some of her clothes. She preferred blue and green. 

Suddenly the door burst open behind her. She whirled to find half a dozen 
grinning, laughing young men crowded just inside the doorway looking her up 
and down with excited interest. They were all marine lieutenants. 

"Hot damn!" one said. 

"Nice piece! another agreed. 

"I can't wait to screw this one!" said a third. 

"Ha! Fat chance unless you can wait till the brass is through with her." 

"Hey girl! What's your name?" one demanded. 

"Donovan sir!" Casey answered, her pussy already starting to heat up. 

"Get your clothes off Donovan." he said impatiently. 

" We want to see what you look like!" 

"Yeah strip it off baby!" another shouted. 

Casey obediently pulled open her uniform jacket, which was held only by 
snaps, revealing her rounded breasts, confined by a very tight thin shirt. 

"Ohh I like this!" one of the men exulted. 

Her skirt and shirt, in fact all clothes issued to the Suzie's were designed to be 
pulled off quickly. She pulled the skirt open and slid it off, then popped open 
the shirt. She posed seductively for the admiring, excited men, in her tiny lacy 
blue bra, and matching g-string. 

They whistled and hooted as she turned slowly in front of them, pushing her 
chest out, and then her ass as she turned her back on them. She bent over 
slightly, parting her legs, giving the excited group a full view of her pretty ass. 

"What a fantastic little ass!" 

"I can't wait to fuck it!" 

"I bet it's tight!" 

She turned and smiled at them, then popped the catch on her bra, opening it 
and letting her breasts out free. The men whistled and sighed as they beheld 
her high, firm breasts, and her tiny pink nipples. 

"I just gotta suck that!" 

"Yeah!" 

"I love tits!" 
"Fuck waiting! I'm gonna screw this little slut right now!" one of them yelled, 
rushing forward. 

He knocked Casey backwards with the force of his impact, as he threw his 
arms around her and buried his face between her breasts. 

He half dragged her back to the bureau, as she felt other hands at her 
stomach and ass, and thighs. A hand she couldn't see, pulled her g-string 
down and off, leaving her naked, to applause. 

The man who had rushed forward first, pushed her back across the bureau, 
his face mashing down on hers. His hands squeezing and kneading her 
breasts, while other hands stroked and squeezed up and down her body. 

She felt hands all over her, especially between her legs, as hands pulled her 
ankles far apart, and grasped, and clutched at her ass cheeks and pubic 
mound. 

She grunted as two long fingers were driven up inside her cunt tube. 

"I get to break the whore in first!" a tall redheaded man exclaimed. I'm senior." 
the others reluctantly agreed, and he stepped between Caseys splayed legs. 

He pulled her ass downwards a little so it was on the edge of the table. 
Casey's head, still hung out over the other end of the table, as the first guy 
who had touched her, continued to kiss, her face, and suckle and squeeze her 
now much enlarged titties. 

"Look at these hard little nipples!" he said. Proudly stepping back to display 
the erect nubbins to his colleagues. Casey mewled in pleasure as the redhead 
pushed the hard head of his rigid member against her puffy bald cunthole and 
drove it deep inside with a single forceful thrust. 

"Ohhhhh She's tight!" he groaned. 

"TIght and wet!" 

Casey squirmed on the table, as the fuckpole slid back out then slammed 
back into her again. Soon the redhead began pumping her cunt with furious, 
high speed humps, that made his balls slap against her ass cheeks, and 
rocked the bureau against the wall. 
His hips slammed repeatedly into her inner thighs and groin, as he gasped in 
exertion and pleasure. His hands gripped her waist, jerking her back and forth 
like a lifeless doll, as he skewered her with deep, raping thrusts. 

"Take it you slut! Take my cock! Oohhhhh Man!" he gasped. 

Another of them scurried around to the head of the bureau and pushed his 
cockhead against her mouth. Casey opened her lips eagerly and sucked the 
hard prick deep into her mouth, then gulped inch after inch of it down into her 
throat, as the officer groaned and held her ears to keep her head down. 

He began fucking her face, with fierce humping jabs, that banged the back of 
her head against the side of the bureau with each thrust. 

Casey didn't care though, the addition of a second cock to her body, sent her 
already seething body, flying over the edge of a tremendous cum. The 
redhead fucking her pussy, had to hold her legs as they started to flip and jerk 
against him. 

She gargled in unrestrained pleasure into the cock reaming her throat. Girl 
juices gushed down her fuckhole, to envelope and coat the massive cock 
pistoning inside it. 

"Uughhhhh! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna fill this little whoooooore with jism!" the 
redhead groaned. 

Then he humped his groin forward, driving his pole balls deep into her, his 
back arched, and his head pulled back as he grimaced in release, and 
pumped wads of cum down into Casey's hole. 

He stumbled away, and another officer immediately took his place, cramming 
his meat into the glistening, satiny smooth cunt slit. He almost came right 
away, just at the sight of his reddened erection clasped between those soft, 
pulpy cunt lips. 

He threw his hips forward, watching excitedly as his proud organ disappeared 
into the seemingly tiny, little slit in the blonde girl's crotch. He bent forward, 
bringing his mouth down on her left breast, and sucking in her nipple and a big 
chunk of flesh. He chewed her hard pebble happily. His teeth nipping and 
twisting the tender flesh between them. 

Then the man fucking Casey's face blasted his hot load down into her throat, 
moaning in satisfied bliss as she gurgled and drank down every last drop, then 
licked his cock clean. 

Another guy took his place and Casey slurped his cock down into her mouth 
and then down her throat happily. Her guts were heaving and churning with the 
onset of a second orgasm as she worked her tongue up and down the shaft of 
the penis. 

The man fucking her stood back, his hands on her hips, fingers clutching 
tightly, and began fucking her with slow, hammering strokes. He poised just 
the head of his erection inside her, then with a short hesitation he jerked her 
whole lower body off the bureau, and up to meet his cock just as he slammed 
his hips forward, to impale her with the fuckpole. 

Then he slowly slid his cock back almost all the way out and repeated the 
manoeuvre. Each complete stroke took almost five full seconds, and each 
made Casey cry out soundlessly in pain and ecstasy as she was repeatedly 
emptied and crammed with hot male meat. 

She trembled as she slid into another orgasm, then her whole body shuddered 
with sexual fire as storms of electric ecstasy exploded out of her abused cunt 
and a roaring furnace of sensations rippled along her torso. 

"Look at this hot little cuntpad!" 

"See her squirm!?" 

"What a BITCH!" 

"Hurry up so I can screw her!" 

The guy between her legs speeded up his hammering fucking thrusts as 
Casey wiggled and her chest humped up and down on the bureau top. Her 
mouth was like a voracious vacume cleaner as she suckled frenziedly on the 
cock embedded in her throat. 

Her cunt was crackling with high tension electricity. Her tits rippled back and 
forth in time to the powerfull driving thrusts, and her hands opened and closed 
repeatedly. Euphoria swallowed her mind, turning her into jerking twitching 
blob of inflamed flesh. 
She rocked back and forth on her shoulders, the only part of her body touching 
the bureau. Her mouth suckled on the cock, trying to envelope every inch of it 
and even suck in his hanging balls too. 

"Suck it BITCH!" the man screamed, as his cum exploded out the end of his 
cocktube and sluiced down into her throat. He was practicaly riding her face 
and head, jamming his cock brutally hard down her throat as he groaned in 
happiness. 

The man fucking her cunt grunted in time to his fucks, then, as the man at her 
face, pulled wearily out, his hand raced up her body to grip her hair roughly, 
and jerked her whole upper body up off the table, and forward, so he could 
mash his lips against hers. 

He was holding her aloft, cock buried up her twat, her legs squeezed tightly 
around his waist, and his arms encircling her back and head. His kiss was 
bruisingly rough, and she felt his teeth cut her lips as he jammed his tongue 
inside her mouth. 

He shoved her back against the wall, pushing one of her legs way up in the air, 
so it was back against her chest, and ploughed his cock in and out of her 
gaping fuckhole with maniacle energy. 

Casey grunted, her eyes closed in weary shocked bliss. Her head fell back 
weakly, to bang against the wall, and her body quivered helplessly. His cock 
thundered back and forth in the teenager's cunt pit, as he slammed her body 
back against the wall with bruising force. Then he gasped and jetted his cock 
up into her guts in ecstatic release. 

"Come on, get out of the way and let me in there!" the last man cursed. He 
pushed aside his friend and grabbed Casey by the hair, jerking her off the 
table, roughly, and slapping her forward across the bureau. 

"I don't think I need any sloppy seconds." he exclaimed, pointing his cockhead 
at her winking little crinkled anus. 

"I'm gonna split these cheeks open and ream the little bitch's asshole out for 
her!" 

"Haaaa!!" 

"Go to it man!" 

"YEah! Fuck her ASS!" 

"Your gonna like this ain't you Suzie!?" 

His cockhead pushed forward, smoothing out all the crinkles in the little hole, 
pushing it open and wider to admit his fat, rigid phallus. He kicked her legs 
aside to open her even further, and humped his body forward, pushing his 
cockhead past her sphincter and into her little tube. 

"Man oh man is this little asshole tight!!" he exclaimed. 

He could feel the asshole clasping and squeezing tightly around his cockhead, 
and watched her asshole clinging roundly to every miniscule ridge and 
indentation of his manhood. 

He thrust forward, driving several inches of cock down into her rectum. Casey 
yelped in sudden pain as her asshole fought to adjust to this intruding staff. 

Then her asshole abruptly loosened and sucked in the rest of his cock like it 
was pulling back a stool. 

He felt his cockhead pulled deep into her guts, and felt the twisting length of 
her asstube straighten out to recieve his sceptre. He fought the suction to pull 
his cock backwards, then thrust forward, skewering her with his deep plunging 
cock. 

His hand came down on Casey's head, and grasped a wad of hair to jerk her 
head and upper chest up off the bureau top. 

"You like that split-tail?!" he demanded excitedly. 

"You like taking my cock up your asshole!!??" 

Her mouth hung slackly open, and her eyes were bare slits as she dazedly 
nodded her head slightly in his grasp. 

"Say it bitch! Say how much you love it!" he demanded, ramming his cock high 
into her belly, and bringing a cry of sudden pain from the girl. 

"Come on slut!"" he cursed, twisting her hair back to pull her chest up and 
back in a in a painful, arching bow. 

"PP.pp.p.p.pleeeeeze!!" she whimpered. 

"Say how much you love it you piece of shit!!" he gritted, jamming his meat up 
into her with vicious force, and jerking her head back even more. 

"I..I..I Love it!!!" she whined. 

"I Love being assfucked! 

"I love you fucking my asshole!!" she sobbed. 

He dropped her head with a curse, sending her chest and face plunging back 
to strike the bureau with a dull thump and crack. He grabbed both her thighs in 
his big hands and tore her legs up and apart, yanking them with powerfull force 
until she was practicly doing the splits on the table. 

His cock ripped in and out of her anus, skewering her asshole, sending 
wretched pain and raptuous pleasure boiling through her body, and flooding 
her near senseless brain with overloading bursts of fiery sexual sensations. 

She lay there unmoving, except for his thrusts, grunting like a mindless animal 
as the phalus impaled her and flooded white jism up her anus and into her 
guts. 

"That's a nice fuckin piece there!" she heard. 

"We oughta get more like that!" 

"Fuckin brass gets all the good meat!" 

The men did up their pants and departed, leaving Casey sprawled over the 
bureau, gasping for breath. 

 "Why the fuck are'nt you ready yet you bitch?!" a voice demanded. 

She looked up blearily, her vision swimming. 

"Oh for christs sake!" who's been screwing you?" it said angrily. 
Casey focused her vision on a large, overweight Sergeant, looming over her. 
His hand darted forward and he jabbed several fingers up her cunt, then 
withdrew them. 

"You stupid cow! Your so full it oughto be leaking out your nose!" 

She murmured something unintelligible in response, which only aggravated 
him more. 

"You can't go and see the General full of cum!" he gritted. 

Casey cried out in sorrow and pain as his hand lashed out and slapped her 
ass with a loud crack. He lifted his hand and cracked it down again, then again 
and again and again. The confused girl began bawling piteously as her ass 
was spanked with fast hard strokes, making the soft, tender flesh bounce and 
redden. 

"Now get up!" he ordered sternly. 

"Get into the shower and clean yourself off, and I'll try to find something to 
explain why your late!" He jerked her off the table by the hair and flung her 
across the room towards the bathroom door. 

It took her ten minutes just to recover enough to turn on the water and step 
into the shower. 

Twenty minutes later, when the Sergeant showed up again, she was blow 
drying her hair in the mirror. 

"Hurry up will you!" he demanded. He moved up next to her, towering over the 
girl, who only came up to his chest. 

"Give me that." he sighed, pulling the dryer from her shaky hands. 

"Stand up straight!" 

He stood in front of her holding the dryer brushing her hair furiously, the 
bristles digging into her scalp. 

He concentrated on his task, styling the hair back and to the sides neatly. She 
stood there meekly, as he fixed her hair to his satisfaction. 
"Good enough." he muttered, shutting the thing off and putting it on the 
counter. He grabbed her arm and dragged her out of the bathroom. 

There was a gown on her bed, and he pulled her over to it and picked it up, 
and took it off the hanger. He held it in front of her as if measuring, then 
nodded in satisfaction and dropped it back to the bed. 

He picked up a g-string and knelt in front of her briefly. 

"Foot up." he said. 

She raised her right foot and he slid the thin string over it. 

"Other foot." 

She lowered her right foot and raised her left. The sergeant slid the G-string up 
her legs and settled the tight elastic band around her waist. The blue gown 
went on next. It was a slinky, shiny thing shaped like a the letter Y. The two 
arms of the Y enfolded her breasts though it plunged deeply, and if she leaned 
over, even slightly, it fell away from her chest revealingly. 

They joined together at waist level in a single strip of material that fell to below 
her knees. It was just wide enough to cover her front and back, though her 
thighs, and hips were bare, as were her sides, and if she moved too quickly, 
the back part would show her behind, nicely. 

The sergeant stepped back to scan her dress, then nodded satisfied. 

"All right, let's go." he sighed. 

Casey followed along behind as he strode out of the room and down the hall to 
an elevator. They travelled down to the lobby, then across it to a much better 
decorated section of the building. 

She could hear music playing, which grew louder as they approached a set of 
double doors at the end of this hall. 

The sergeant and she pulled up in front of the doors, where he handed her 
over to a small, skinny little man, with a receding hairline, and a pencil thin 
moustache, who was wearing a tuxedo. 

"Well it's about time." he said petulantly. His voice was very high pitched and 
had a nasal whine to it that Casey found instantly dislikeable. He grabbed 
Casey's bare arm without a word and led her through the doors. 

There was a party in progress. A number of high ranking officers were 
wandering around, glasses and cigars in hand talking and laughing together, 
almost always accompanied by a lithe young woman dressed in a similar 
fashion as Casey. 

He led her across the room past a number of small groups to a table in the far 
corner. Four men sat there, along with three young women. 

"General Morgan?" the little man said, in an oily tone. 

"May I present Lieutenant Casey Donovan." he pushed her forward subtlety. 

The man who was obviously General Morgan, looked at her appraisingly, a 
slow satisfied smile spreading across his lips. 

"Well, well, well. I must say, you are well worth the wait darling." he enthused, 
rising to take her hand. 

"Come sit down right over here." he indicated an empty chair next to his. 

"Why thank you General. I'm sorry I was late." 

"Think nothing of it my dear." he answered. "The best things in life are worth 
having patience for." Casey sat down next to him, eying the rest of the table 
discretely. 

All of the men there were Generals, bedecked with flags and ribbons. General 
Morgan was around fifty, she guessed. Very tall, and heavily built. He had a 
wide face, and flat, squared head, topped with very short, graying hair,

The party was nice. All the officers were nice, and Casey and the other girls 
there, fawned and fussed nicely for them. As the evening wore on, and the 
drinks began to tell, the atmosphere began getting more intense, with 
repressed sexual desires. 

The talk of war turned to talk of sex, with many of the officers commenting 
lewdly and obscenely about their past exploits and their dates that night. 
General Thompson, to Casey's left, was the worst at her table. He went into 
great detail of how he had screwed a little vietnamese girl in the war there, 
much to the delight of the other men at the table. 

"Course she didn't have the tits this one has." he laughed, his hand pulling 
open the front of his date's dress and cupping a wide, fat nippled breast tightly. 

The girl, a large bodied, brunette, with green eyes, sighed in pleasure, real or 
pretend, as his fingers kneaded her breast. 

"S'long as she's got three holes, who cares about her tits." another of the men 
slurred. 

"Sit up here baby." General Morgan directed Casey, patting his lap. She rose 
from her chair and settled sideways, onto his lap, one arm around his 
shoulder. 

"Hmmmm, these look tasty." he murmured, peering down at her breasts, 
exposed by her slouching position. 

His hand slid under the strip of dress covering her belly, and rubbed her 
stomach gently, before dipping lower and rubbing and squeezing her pubic 
mound through the g-string. His mouth pecked her cheek from time to time, or 
nibbled gently on the side of her throat, as his fingers twirled almost absently 
around her groin. 

Casey began to lose track of the conversation as those fingers began building 
up the heat in her guts. Her head rested against the General's chest and she 
purred almost like a kitten as he slid his fingers into the little g-string and slid 
them slowly up and down her bare slit. 

"Come on let's dance." he said. 

She didn't really hear him, but scrambled from his lap as he started to rise and 
accompanied him as he led her out onto the dance floor. 

The music was slow, some kind of waltz she figured, and the two of them 
moved slowly around the floor. The General held her tightly against him. At 
first his hand was on her back, but then slid down onto her buttocks to cup 
them firmly, with one then both hands. 
Other couples on the floor were similarly engaged, with one girl dancing 
completely nude with a little bald headed Admiral. 

Morgans hands slid beneath the strip of clothe to cup her naked ass cheeks. 
His fingers continuously worked in and out, kneading and squeezing her fine 
soft flesh. One hand slid down along her crack, and then further to go right up 
beneath her crotch and cup her pubic mound from behind. His head came 
down and kissed the side of her throat as his teeth chewed on her skin. 

"You got a nice, tight little ass Casey." he sighed. 

"Thank you sir." she mewled. 

One of his hands came up and slid inside her top, to squeeze her right breast. 

The music ended, and they went back to their table. 

Casey sat on his lap again, and he resumed his gentle rubbing and squeezing 
of her pussy. 

Casey trembled slightly from time to time, as little orgasms shook her. 

"Why don't you take the little cunt around back and plug her so she'll shut up?" 
one of the men demanded, as Casey's sighs and gasps became louder. 

"I want her to be white hot, when I stick it to her later." Morgan answered, 
gazing down at the wriggling little blonde. 

He pulled Casey around so she was straddling him, her back to his chest. This 
spread her legs more, giving him greater access to her crotch. He looked 
down the deep cup of her dress, to see her full meaty bags rising and falling 
with her rapid panting breaths. 

"Let's get this off you." he said easily, sliding her g-string down and off. 

"Much better." he grunted. His hand stroked her belly, and crotch, sliding along 
her thighs from time to time. 

His fingers dipped occasionally into her throbbing love hole, sending the little 
blonde into higher plateaus of pleasure. 

Casey sat slumped back against his chest, legs sprawled wide apart as his 
hand worked between them. The general seemed to ignore her except for his 
insistent roaming hands. From time to time, he looked down at her in 
satisfaction. 

Even sitting on his lap, her head was well below his. He undid the clasp at the 
back of her neck after a while, so her the top of her dress collapsed, leaving 
her naked from the waist up. Casey hardly noticed such was the dazed erotic 
pleasure rippling through her. 

The constant small cums left her hotter with each one, her pussy was 
desperate for a hard deep fucking but was instead being continuously stroked 
and touched by the General's teasing hands, which now began to work on her 
rapidly swelling breasts as well. 

He played with her like she was a toy, finding delight in each squirming moan, 
and shuddering whimper. His hands circled and stroked the tender, 
overheated skin of her tit orbs, making them twitch and shiver. 

Her little nipples stuck straight out like hard little pebbles. When he finally 
squeezed her boobs tightly, she gasped in joy and arched her back with a 
small cum. 

"If you don't screw that little slut soon she's gonna rape one of the dogs." a 
voice said cynically. 

"No hurry." morgan replied. 

His hand slid down over her neck, between her breasts, and down over her 
trembling belly to cup her cunt mound gently, then slide a finger up inside her. 

Casey moaned desperately, her cunt muscles squeezed and sucked at his 
finger voraciously. 

Eyes closed, mouth wide, her head rolled back and forth, as soft little sighs 
and gasps issued from her mouth. 

"So what did you think of that Syrian General?" Morgan asked one of his 
colleagues, seemingly overlooking, the trembling teenager on his lap. 

"I think he's an asshole." 
Casey whimpered as the fire in her belly grew higher and higher. 

Her breasts throbbed and pulsed in time to her breathing as the thin layer of 
taught skin fought to hold back the ever expanding tit flesh beneath. 

"All right honey, turn around and put it in." Morgan sighed patiently, giving his 
friends a suffering but tolerant look. 

Casey gasped and turned quickly around, her hands diving into the General's 
crotch to undo his pants. 

His organ was, astonishingly enough, still only semi erect. 

She pulled it out into the light and rubbed her hands up and down the wrinkled 
skin, squeezing it between her sweating fingers until it expanded and 
hardened. 

She rose slightly, squatting over his lap, to place the head of his organ against 
her plump, juicy cunt lips. 

Then she squeezed her legs together and threw her crotch forward and down, 
impaling herself on his meaty cock with a sound of joyful bliss.

MARINE SEX SLAVE

Part Eight


The cock thrust deep up into her belly, slamming aside her tight, sodden pussy 
walls, and skewering the small blonde so thoroughly, she exploded in an 
immediate blinding orgasm, and simply sat there, clutching him tightly, and 
shivering as her cunt walls clasped and sucked on his massive tool with 
furious contractions. 

As she the others at the table looked on with interest, she began to hump 
against him, rubbing her hot bloated breasts against his chest as she drove 
herself up and down on his upthrust cock pole. 

She pumped her ass up and down, his cock jabbing up inside her with each 
downstroke, and bringing a glad little cry of joy from her lips. His hands stroked 
her back, occasionally sliding down onto her rounded buttocks to give them a 
little squeeze. 

She rocked back and forth, his fuck pole embedded within her, as the fire in 
her guts spread and intensified, turning into a roaring that drowned out all 
thought and sound. 

Then her back arched so far it crashed down on the table, and her whole body 
shivered, and writhed through a blinding orgasm. 

Shimmering waves of erotic gratification ripped through her body. Even her 
toes and fingers twitched as she trembled through furious slashing bolts of 
searing ecstasy. 

The general squeezed her tits firmly, then bent forward and seized one fat 
hard nipple between his teeth to chew lightly on it. He sucked the nipple into 
his mouth, continuing to bite and chew it as his hand squeezed and twisted the 
other breast. Casey felt him hump against her and knew his indifference was 
only a ploy. 

Her head lashed back and forth desperately as she roared through another 
climax, just as she felt the General's cum exploding up into her belly. Thick 
globs of white jism flowed into her as the General's excited cock spurted out 
it's seed. 
She lay back, exhausted, chest heaving with exertion, as his cock softened 
within her. Her face a mix of satisfaction and contentment. 

"Hot little bitch that's for sure." 

"She's got a cunt that could twist your cock right off." Morgan panted. 

Casey looked up through a mass of hair that covered her face and smiled 
exhaustedly. 

After she had recovered the men decided they wanted to see a little show, so 
Casey and one of the other girls, a slim little brunette with waist length hair, lay 
on the table and sixty-nined. 

The men sat enraptured as the two girls buried their faces in each other's 
cunts and started to lick. Casey was on the bottom, and looked up to see the 
girl's bald slit descend onto her face. 

She pushed her tongue up, feeling it slide along the brunette's tight cunt 
sheathe and up onto