Saving Private Simms
Written by Dark Tower Gunslinger
Chapter Two
Previously in Chapter One:
Being raised in the Deep South had implanted in Tessie Simms a natural prejudiced against the Black race, supported by both her parents and siblings continued rants. The constant preaching about how the white man was being screwed while the Black race got everything they wanted handed to them by them damn liberals up North had been drummed into her mind since early childhood
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At twenty-seven, her best friend Tammie, a tough Hispanic from El Paso, had been around and had served the last seven years in the Army in bases around the world. Smart and quick thinking, she'd seen the little blonde from the small Southern town was denying her sexual desires for men of the Black race. One night at the E club on base Tess had confided she thought the young Black private gyrating on the dance floor with a cute blonde secretary was a "real hunk" and Tammie could see the fire in her eyes as she watched the two bump and grind.
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"Well I asked around and it seems our hunk is with the MP unit on base. Names Tyler and he has a best buds named Josh. We've got a date with them Saturday night for the club. What 'ya say, huh? Tyler's a real stud, honey bunch. I got that news first hand from a bitch over in the 407th who went out with Tyler. He had over nine inches buried in her box within the first two hours of their date, the kid moves fast."
"Besides, I hear his buddy Josh is hung even better than Tyler boy and I don't want to miss my huge cock rations."
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"How many black ones like this?" Tyler asked skinning the shorts down and letting his cock pop up, the head springing up and striking him a couple of inches above his hairy belly button. The ebony rod wasn't as long as his buddy Josh's huge weapon but it was thick. At nine plus inches it was as thick as Tess's small wrist with a wet, purple headed crown as big as a lemon.
"Wow," Tessie breathed out involuntarily.
"Like 'dat 'ho? Dat mutha big enough for 'ya? Bet you'se ain't never had anything like that in that white bread pussy of yours, right?'
"No," Tessie said stunned involuntarily licking her lips not knowing whether it was out of fear or anticipation of the big black cock.
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Tessie Simms - our nineteen-year old heroine, blonde, pretty and a Southern gal
Tammie - her Hispanic Army friend
Josh - the Black MP Tammie's date
Tyler - the Black MP Tessie's date
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Tessie's eyes locked onto the Black serviceman as he lay on his back on the bed. The young and virile Military Police soldier had grasped his ankles with each hand and now poised on the double bed, his ass elevated by his arms pulling back and the pillow he had inserted under his hairy black cheeks. On the other bed her best friend Tammie was still sucking the eleven -inch cock of the other MP, throat juice soaking the ebony sides as she made eight inches disappear into her throat but no more. Finally she popped her mouth off, gagging and choking.
"I've always been told about this here Army of one but I've finally found the "ONE" they've been talking about dude," Tammie coughed.
Josh grinned wagging his long cock back and forth in pride.
"Sheet bitch, doan told you they ain't no woman handle my Alabama black snake when he fully raises his head, didn't I?'
Tammie shrugged. "I tried didn't I?"
"Yup, that yo did sweet meat. Let me see how much of my Johnson I can sink into that taco smelling poon tang of yours."
"My fucking poon doesn't smell like no taco you lame assed nigger. Be nice or I'll cross my legs and go home."
"Sheet. Ain't no 'ho tuned down my Johnson once they got a whiff of it and you sure ain't gonna be the first," he bragged.
"Sheet is right," thought Tammie, I sure don't want to miss out on a piece of tube steak like that."
Tess watched her dark skinned friend flop back on the bed and spread her legs, letting the Black MP slide in and sink his cock into her wet add dripping snatch. He entered in a rush, the wind coming out of Tammie's chest as she ingested over half the foot long big dong.
"Looks like they are getting along. Come on now, my asshole is getting a draft on it so get down here and put that honkey tongue to work," Tyler demanded.
Tess slid over to a position between the big MP's legs, her head only a few inches from the heavy thighs spread before her face. She could smell the musky odor of male genitalia and butt, the aroma both unpleasant but highly erotic. Once her and one of her high school cheerleaders had snuck in the football team locker room right after they'd just left. Lifting the sweaty jock straps up at the end of fingers they had both made disgusting sounds at the smell of juvenile groin odor although Tess had experience a sudden wetness in her own crotch. The smell was like her own farts, awful in odor but intoxicating to try and discern the exact scent as she bent under her bed covers.
The man leered down at the white girl's scared face knowing she was not a willing participant in doing this but relying on his masculine power to engage her in analingus. The girl peered down deep into the crevice of his ass, the dark flesh hiding the forbidden treasure waiting her slim tongue, a mystery waiting to be explored. Tess was not the first white girl Tyler had introduced to interracial sex including a tour of the darker sides of pleasure. He delighted in forcing a reluctant debutante into doing disgusting things with a Black person, relishing the fact that they were calling him the fucking "N" word every second he was forcing their mouth on the filthiest part of his body.
"Go on doan fret, it won't bite 'ya. At least not too hard, maybe just enough to trap that pointy little honkie tongue up my stinking shitter."
"You're a nasty man," she muttered bringing her lips within an inch of the rubbery bump of the exposed anus. Here the smell was overpowering, not only heavy masculine sweat and body odor but the unmistakable smell of feces and urine. "You stink down here."
"Now be nice sweetie, that's gonna be the home for your face so don't make bad remarks about your new crib girlfriend."
Tessie brought her lips into contact with a hairy patch of skin alongside the wrinkled anal mouth and kissed lightly. Tyler was patient knowing the girl was going to do his bidding and not wanting to force the issue at least at this point. Then he felt that soft feathery touch travel a small inch or so and lick right on the flesh of his exposed anus.
"Yea girl, dig that pointy thing up my ass."
The white girl did as he bid, pushing the small tongue tip against the hot flesh, feeling the rubbery bump give slightly but not yielding. Then Tyler strained and the dark peach pit of his ass opened like an unholy flower blooming, the interior red and moist, and a raw pit of Hell for the uninitiated Southern belle.
"Oh my God," she muttered, "please forgive me," and then her tongue dove into that wet, hot fleshy hole, pushing against the sphincter mouth and gaining a fairly deep entrance. Suddenly the tissues of her tongue were no longer simply poking between her lips, exposed to the open air of the motel bedroom but inside a place she never thought she would ever be in.
"Good, good. Nice honkie slut, sucking Black ass like a real trooper. Gonna make you into a crack 'ho real quick little Rebel girl, real quick."
Tessie couldn't answer, her mouth was too busy handling the inner lining of Tyler's asshole, sampling the tart flavors found there and trying not to gag at the offensive odors of the man's feces. Pushing harder she drove more of her tongue inside until her lips were snug against the fleshy hole of the man's anus, her lips kissing as her tongue drove in and out making the man's hips dance on the motel bed at the erotic sensations. Tyler gripped his knees feeling the young woman's first exploratory probes against the tender anal fissure so his lower bowel.
For Tess the sensations were swimming in her head making her feel as if she were about to faint. The repulsion of the act she was doing were rapidly being replaced by the intoxicating sensation of the forbidden, the lustful act the most depraved thing she'd done since giving Cousin Henry's hound dog a hand job in back of the Miller's barn out in Henderson when she was fourteen. She'd refused to put the red veined thing in her mouth, cussing Henry out and storming back into the house but not before taking a quick lick a the watery canine cum running off the back of her arm and hand.
Ughh, hit a nerve there," Tyler gasped as she swirled her stiffened tongue around the tight canal, the taste of feces washing away as she sucked up the inner juices collected there. She was acting as a human enema, siphoning out the sludge in the lower bowel but she continuously flinched every time she thought about encountering one of those lurking shit gators he might have sliding around down there. She wasn't fond of eating a guy's lunch second hand out of his ass. No siree, not this blonde girl.
Tyler reached down and grabbed a hunk of the blonde forelocks and pulled her face out of his ass crack.
"Good work, you gonna make an outstanding butt whore but now it's time to see how well you suck cock. You like to suck doan you?"
"Yea," Tess said in a low voice watching as Tyler fisted the thick piece of nine-inch plus pecker meat. She licked her lips involuntarily as she thought of her saliva glans tasting the black pecker flesh, the tip already shiny with pre-cum lube flowing enough to start a small stream of silver juice to trickle out of the narrow urethral valley and slip down the sloping ebony sides.
Tess reached up and grasped the cock at the midpoint nudging Tyler's bit hand out of the way. The MP grinned letting go and watched the blonde girl's thin red lips come into contact with the prick right below the crown of the uncircumcised head. The thick black flesh covered the crown as soon as Tyler let go and Tess was still just holding the hot flesh admiring it.
She'd sucked and fucked a lot of big cocks before including the lineman on her high school team she'd taken on a dare from her quarterback boyfriend at the motel on the away game at Centerville. He's been big and maybe a little longer as Tyler but not as thick. Gosh I barely got my lips around Cyril's thick wanger that night, how am I going to suck this one, she asked herself?
Sliding closer she fisted the big cock downward, dragging the thick ridge of cock head flesh away from the crown exposing the purple colored head, wet with seminal fluid. Tyler sucked in his breath as she bent the thick cock downward and opened her small mouth as wide as she could, fitting the big glans inside and suctioning her first sip of seminal juice from the Black MP's big cock.
"Hmm, delicious," she sighed as the hot juice filtered over her taste buds and went into her throat. Sliding her mouth over the coronal ridge she slid almost three inches of thick meat into the warm confines of her mouth. Using her tongue and sucking so hard Tyler felt the head of his cock being drawn as if attached to a high-end Hoover, she reconnoitered the top third of the ebony prick. Soon her abundant saliva had turned the sides a slippery shining pole as the juice ran down the sides to pool in his thick and wiry pubic hairs.
"Sheet bitch, you even better than my sister was the last time she sucked big Jumbo here."
"Sister? Your sister sucked your cock?"
"Sucked it and fucked it. Girl was a freaky-deak when it came to 'da bone. I fucked her ass from the time she was eleven until I joined up and she was sixteen. Best piece of pussy doan had before this here Army duty."
Tessie found the subject of brother-sister incest to be highly intoxicating arousing her even more if that was possible. She couldn't remember when she'd been more excited, her warm pussy was so wet she could hear it squishing when she moved her legs together. Shit, if this is what fucking niggers is all about I'm been cutting my cock quota way short, she thought slightly embarrassed by her use of the "N" word while laying next to the Black MP>
Tess grabbed the wet cock and popped it back into her mouth again bobbing her head frantically while making cooing, gargling sounds. The thick meat broke through her throat passage and lodged two inches deep in her esophagus, the biggest cock she'd ever deep throated. The young woman had prided herself in her cock sucking talents and the rumors running rampant on the high school campus about her legendary throating techniques was not all male bravado and lies. Tess had sucked quite a few teen cocks in her years since that time on the pier with her older cousin, some of them of considerable length but nothing compared to her current lover.
"Yea baby, hum job that Johnson, make like you wanna eat that mutha whole. Good honkie slut, little bitch got sum mouth on her 'bro," he shouted to the other bed.
Tess glanced sideways to her roommate and was not surprised to see the Mexican girl lying on her back smoking a joint, her pubic area wet with love juices and sweat. Her large brown breasts heaved up and down as she panted from the exertion, the cigarette smoke rising lazily in the motel room air, a cold Bud resting on her lower belly to cool off the heated flesh. The Black MP lying next to her was still erect, his cock as stiff as when they started as eh smoked and sipped a cold brew.
"You finished?" Tyler asked looking at the two but seeing the erect rod.
"Naw man, taking a breather. This taco stuffing bitch doan wore this homeboy's black ass off better believe it. Gonna give her a rest and see if she can take a foot long up her Hershey highway but she ain't sure about that yet."
"Good luck with that. You know how the ladies don't rightfully go for that back door action with what you packing until you get a whole lotta inches up their tight colons?"
"Yup, bitch isn't too keen on taking 'da rod in her backdoor fer sure but she says she loves 'da action."
"Dat right? What about you pretty lady, you a backdoor freak too?"
Tess pulled her head off the cock, gasping for air as the big plum colored head cleared her gullet.
"No, I don't do anal. It's perverted and if you thinking about trying it I'm outta here right now."
"Whoa, take it easy. Ain't never forced a gal to take a butt fucking yet, not my style. Although I do know a few brothers on the base right now you'd better not get in a motel room with and expect to keep your backdoor closed, virgin or not. Dem boys don't take no for an answer."
"Word up," Josh said with a big grin. "Best be glad you ain't with 'dem udder brothers girl or you'd be walking home looking like you had a two by four crosswise between them brown legs of yours."
The young white soldier shudder looking at the massive girth of the slimy cock in front of her face trying to imagine taking such a fearful weapon up her virgin ass. This was not a sexually arousing thought, her ass never a place of erotic fantasies although on several occasions she'd had gang-bang or rape fantasies where she was anally abused against her will. She blushed inwardly as she remembered these had been some of her better fantasies but she'd always attributed it to the forced rape nature rather than the anal part. Now she wasn't so sure.
"I think I'm gonna fuck you like a bitch dog. Get off 'da bed and get bent over," Tyler said grinning fisting his hard cock.
Tess obeyed and slid to the floor and bent over the edge of the bed, her elbows resting on the rumpled sheets, her ass poking to the rear. He approached from behind and suddenly slid his thick cock head through the wet trench of her cunt and then over the rosebud of her anus. Tess jumped, thinking he was about to sodomize her and began to straighten up.
"Relax bitch, ain't gonna pop that butt cherry, juts cool it."
She tried to relax hearing the two on the other bed laugh as they saw the anxiety on the young soldier's face.
"Rest easy honey or give up that ass pit of yours, it'll only hurt for a little while and then powee, skyrockets," the Mexican girl laughed.
"Shut the fuck up and mind your own business," Tess shot back angrily tying to relax as Tyler pushed against the wet lips of her sex. Suddenly he was inside, the thick cock prying her tender labes apart and punishing the inner walls of her young pussy like it had never been punished before. Involuntarily her feelings were let loose suddenly from somewhere deep inside possibly from her cunt.
"Ohhh shit, so big. Feels so good but hurts too."
"Gotta hurt to be real good. Just you relax and let old Tyler plow 'ya back forty until I blow your lights out of the top of your little blonde honkie head."
She did as he said, letting the thick cock probe deeper and deeper until she felt the wiry brush of his kinky pubic hair against the tender flesh of her buttocks. He went on and on, glad to show his male prowess, especially a Black male fucking a white girl for her first interracial experience. Tessie came three, maybe four times. The last two were so close together she wasn't quite sure it was a prolonged climax or two shorter ones. Either way, it was the best sex she'd ever had and she knew she was spoiled for Black flesh from this point on.
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The Humvee skidded on the dark road, almost leaving the pavement as a fresh burst of automatic weapons fire reined down on the convoy. Corporal Donnely's face in the dark suddenly screwed tight in a grimace as the heavy weapons round penetrated his flak jacket right at the neckline and tore through his carotid artery causing an instant loss of oxygen to the brain.
Tessie Simms, huddled down low on the seat was only aware of the sudden departure of her driver from the physical plane of his existence by the spray of arterial blood spraying her face and the side of the Humvee cab. She screamed as the truck went into an uncontrolled skid, the accelerator floor boarded in the moment of death by the corporal's right foot.
Realizing the vehicle she was in was both driverless and out of control she jerked upright on the seat more afraid of their high rate of speed and skidding movement than enemy bullets. To her horror she saw a bright blaze of light directly ahead and recognized it as the second Humvee in the caravan carrying her best friend, Tammie Hernandez. The vehicle had plowed into the rear of a large sixteen wheeler, which was ablaze at the moment.
Seconds before impact she saw the shadowy figures of the enemy darting among the wrecked vehicles and then she was bracing for the crash knowing her life too was about to end. The Hummer turned partially sideways in a long skid, tilting on two wheels with the driver's side facing the wrecked convoy and then the collision happened. Iraqi's scattered as the incoming Humvee impacted, screaming in their Mesopotamian Arabic language as the vehicle slammed into the rear of the cargo hauler and bounced back, coming to rest on its roof, the left side smashed beyond recognition.
Tammie came to and found she was lying outside the Hummer, her rifle missing and a bright light shining in her eyes. She heard loud voices screaming at her but could not see them behind the light. Pain radiated throughout her body, the shocks throwing her into half dazed fits of semi-consciousness as she drifted in and out of reality. Her dazed mind remembered being lifted, and again there were major pain bursts as the men drug her towards the burning truck and the second Hummer.
Suddenly her eyes focused on the body on the ground. At first she could not tell who or what it was, there was just a lot of blood. Her eyes focused as one of the men turned a torch on the body and screamed at her. In shocked horror she made out the body of her best friend Hernandez and as she tried to scream but her parched throat made no sound, one of the soldiers knelt down and took a long ten-inch knife and began to slice off the woman's other breast. It was at that moment Private Simms realized the bloody side of Tammie's chest was missing her left breast already severed by either the wreck or her torturers. In a further shock of horror, the young Hispanic girl's mouth suddenly came wide open and an unholy scream emitted as the blade severed the tender breast in a series of deep slices.
The dark skinned enemy soldier held the dripping bag of flesh aloft looking like an Indian just counting coop and scalping the settler in triumph. Suddenly the voice of one of her captors spoke in broken English.
"See American whore what happens when you defy the people of Saddam's Army in your quest for domination over the people of this land. Our freedom will be preserved with the blood of the filthy invaders. You crusader women think you are as good as an Iraqi soldier, we spit on you and your female parts. Look at your fellow so called 'soldier' and see how she held up to our interrogation."
He knelt in the sand and by the glare of burning metal and floodlights held up the battered face that had been Tammie Hernandez. The nose was bent to the left at a ninety-degree angle, the left cheekbone broken and protruding through the skin. Her mouth was a bloody mess but as she gasped for air Tess could see the broken stumps of what was once a beautiful set of white pearly teeth. The sounds coming from the tortured throat were barely recognizable as human, broken and gasping in pain and shock.
"Kill me, please. No more, just fucking kill me you bastards."
The men laughed as the English speaking Iraqi translated quickly. A big set man stepped up and using his boot pushed Hernandez over on her back and brutally kicked her until she spread her legs. She was completely naked, the blood covering her body partially clouding her physical features but even in the pale light Tess could see she had been brutally assaulted sexually.
Her pussy was gaped open, the lips raw and red from forced entry from either male organs or some other artificial devices. The heavy set man picked up a rifle off the ground by the barrel and brought the butt down with all his strength into the already ravaged pussy of the American. He spit on the smashed flesh as Tammie screamed in pain.
"Now quickly whore, where was your convoy heading and where is your men going to deploy. Tell us and we will spare you the fate of your slut soldier friend."
Through the haze of pain and confusion only two words leapt to the young Southern Rebel's mind. "Fuck you."
"Aw too bad slut, you have sealed your fate with Allah." He nodded to the heavyset man. Reaching down the soldier took a bayonet from a scabbard on his belt and pulling Tammie's head back, quickly slit her throat in a single slash. The bright blood spurted, reflecting in satin sheens of ruby liquid as it washed out onto the desert sands. Tammie's life left her, the brave soul departing for a far more peaceful duty assignment. They threw the limp body down and kicked her dead form repeatedly cursing in Arabic.
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It was a hazy morning off the main route to Baghdad along the Tigris River. The men huddled around the unconscious American female were Saddam's Fedayeen and Iraqi irregulars in civilian clothing and military uniforms. They had pursued this errant convoy after it had missed the main intersection until they had managed to stop this particular group of vehicles south of the western outskirts of Nasiriyah, just a few miles from the city's downtown. The war was only four days old; the group fighting a somewhat retreating guerilla action without more direct guidance from Saddam and his generals had been received.
In pickup trucks and open topped cars they had attacked the convoy again and again, firing their RPG's and automatic weapons at the confused maintenance trucks until they had brought the big eighteen-wheeler crashing to a stop. In delighted glee they witnessed the crash of the Humvee into the rear of the burning truck a few minutes later. Inside were two dead and two alive, the one female being a highly exciting find.
The male soldier was half dead and within five minutes they had decapitated the man and turned their attention on the Hispanic female also badly injured. For forty-minutes they had sexually tortured the female including repeatedly assaulting her vagina and anus with various artificial cocks. Pissing on the screaming form and one even squatting and shitting on her face was met with amused squeal of glee at the discomfit of the girl. The arrival of the second Hummer so unexpectedly in their midst had interrupted their frolic.
The sudden route change from "Route Blue" or Highway 8 when the convoy reached the southern outskirts of Nasiriyah to "Route Jackson" or Highway 1 was never properly relayed to the part of the convoy both Tammie and Tessie were attached to. Finding themselves suddenly detached from any armored support and apparently lost, the constant sniping and firing by the pursuing loyalists turned the road into a nightmarish trip from Hell.
Tessie's arm and legs were bruised and some bones broken in her left arm by the compression of the crash with tiny bone fragments protruded through her skin. The soldiers squatted around a small fire drinking from a metal pot sitting on a rusted metal pail on the glowing embers of a second fire. Several small hovels were situated in the desert dust around the gathered men. The dawn was cold, the men tired from the repeated attacks on the convoy and the long retreat towards their capital. The only instructions their commanders had received was to play a delaying tactic until the troops of crusaders reached the gates of the great city where they would be bathed in burning holy oil of Islam and destroyed. To a man they believed this rhetoric, failing to even fathom their great country could fall victim to the hated infidels and their great leader vanquished.
Knowledge of any of this was not part of Tessie's life at the moment. The sounds of the men laughing and talking floating in and out of her consciousness as she drifted in and out. Tammie was dead; she remembered that horrific fact, her death coming before her own eyes. She would die, she was sure of that but she wasn't sure just how brave she was going to be when the time came. The pain kept any rational thinking below the mental horizon at the present.
One of the soldiers broke away from the group and came to her. He knelt and slapped her harshly across the side of the head, the blow bringing her abruptly awake and bringing more pain to add to her inventory.
"Wake up American whore, time to tell us all we want to know and you to join your other comrades over there,' the interrogator said jerking his head over his right shoulder towards the flickering flames of the crashed vehicles. "It will do no good to withhold information; it will only make your end more painful. We have many ways to inflict pain on crusader bodies especially cunts like you."
Calling the young soldier the "C" word angered Tessie, especially coming from a towel-headed dirtbag like this one but she held her lips tight, not responding.
"No, don't want to help out the loyalists then? O.K., time for my men to show what they can do with a slut like yourself."
He barked some orders and the heavyset man who had killed Tammie came over with the same knife that had slit the young soldier's throat. Grinning at the frightened blonde, he knelt in the dusty yard of the hovel and ran the bloodied blade up under the tattered leg of the combat fatigues. Ripping upward with the serrated edge he quickly cut the pants legs from below the knee to the upper thigh. Grabbing her by the belt at her waist he yanked her harshly upright sending searing pains through Tess's legs and arms.
"Ahhh," she cried out involuntarily the pain loosening her vow of silence in the face of her enemy.
Heavyset jerked her belt buckle tearing it open and then his big hand was in the vee of her zipper and with a yank the material parted with a metallic zipping sound as the zipper did what is was supposed to do. The big man, whom Tessie had identified and named in her mind as PigShit, yanked the shredded trousers off over her knees and ankles, her slim legs jerked high in the air as the other men hooted and hollered. The brief flash of pale flesh spotted here and there with mottled and drying blood from the leg wounds put the men into a sexual frenzy.
The other infidel woman, the dark one, was not as exciting as this blonde. The flash of the bright lights into her face had revealed the pale blue eyes, watered and frenzied in fright but highly appeasing to men only seeing brown eyes in their own lives. The forbidden Western movies and magazines showed women who looked like this, pale, blonde and beautiful. Now this golden angel had dropped into their midst, theirs to have if their captain gave them the go ahead.
They began to chatter amongst themselves, discussing how the woman did not deserve to be treated like a soldier, she was just a stupid American woman pretending to be a liberator of the oppressed people while perpetuating their own brand of feminist agenda corrupting moral Islamic womanhood. The leader was not wearing a uniform simply dressed in a dark blue windbreaker and dark pants with black combat boots laced up to mid calf. Apparently he was or had the equivalent rank of an officer Tess believed. Again he broke away from the chattering soldiers and knelt at her side.
"Last chance cunt, tell us where your main troop deployment is headed and we will relieve you of your life in a simple bullet to the brain. Other wise I will let my men have their way with you. They have been without a woman for weeks and my men are very, what you say...virile? Yes, virile and very well endowed as Allah intended all Arab men to be not like your skinny little prick invader troops. You will get to know quite well the way an Arab man please his women."
"Go fuck a goat, asshole," Tess breathed, the effort of talking sending pain waves radiating through her body. In her mind she named him PigFucker.
The officer stood up and raised his heavy boot and brought it down with all his weight on her undamaged right arm. There was a crunching snap and the bones in Tess' forearm snapped like a dry twig, the white jagged bone fragment puncturing the skin and jutting from her arm. The scream she rent in the air was almost unholy but it only brought a howl of glee and laughter from the men circling the almost nude girl in the dust.
PigShit reached down and grabbed the torn material of her fatigue top and ripped, the buttons flying off like dewdrops. He yanked the garment off her back, the rough treatment springing new bursts of pain in the girl's broken arms. She lay there in her military issue gray panties and bra as the leering men began to unzip their trousers and fondle their privates. PigFucker came over and knelt next to PigShit.
"Now the rest. See my men? Look at those large pricks. Ever see one that big before? No, never. Arab men are true men in all sense of the words young American slut. Now they will do with you as they please so last chance, no?"
Tess whispered something inaudible and the man leaned into her face, his head partially turned to hear the soft voice of the girl. His breath smelled of stale garlic and something worse almost making Tess gag but she steeled herself until he got just close enough and with all her strength she launched her best Southern goober right onto the left side of his face bathing the black beard with slimy American made spit.
PigFucker jumped to his feet and screamed at the troops who came and grabbed Tessie's legs and arms stretching her out on the cold ground. The officer went to the fire where the big pot stood and picked up the steaming metal container off the fire and brought it over to the struggling girl. The stretching of her broken arms over her head sent waves of pain shooting through her whole body but she fought to stay conscious to deny these brutes the joy of seeing her faint.
"Have some nice breakfast tea, cunt," PigFucker said tilting the boiling liquid up and out of the pot. It rained down on Tess' unprotected belly, the scalding liquid burning into her tender skin and scorching her. Again, pain radiated from her body all over sending her into a fit of delirium and blessed unconsciousness.
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Tess came awake abruptly, dazed and confused about her whereabouts. It took a few seconds before the nightmare of her present predicament came to the fore. She lay in the cool desert dust on a dirty blanket. She was now completely nude and a heavyset Arab male was between her thighs pushing what felt like a thick cock in and out of her vagina. From the bruise pain of her sex she knew he was not the first. The squishing sound coming from her loins and the smell of male semen was strong and she knew she'd been raped for some time by this group. How many more to go before they tired of her body and killed her?
She smelled a terrible odor striking her face in heavy burst of hot air and opened her eyes to see the heavily bearded Iraqi panting as he pushed his cock into her bleeding cunt. He grunted something to her, his mouth grinning showing yellowed and brown teeth. He bent quickly and kissed her cheek, avoiding her lips. The sudden taste of male semen struck her palate and she realized her mouth was gummy with the residue of at least a few oral ejaculations. Bastards had forced her mouth open and cum in the receptacle and that was why this brute was avoiding kissing her on the mouth.
The man grunted and she vaguely felt the spurt of hot semen in her ravaged pussy then he rose up and spat a huge wad of nasty, hot saliva in her face. Apparently all of them were ending their sexual pleasures in this manner since the taste of the saliva running from her nose and upper lip into her mouth commingled with the cum deposited there and the flavor was the same. Her arms were pinned above her head, the pain a constant reminder of her broken limbs but the shock of it all had managed to numb the sharper pains into a muted roar of anguish.
A loud argument broke out and Tess strained to follow the source. Was it time to kill her? No, PigShit was standing at her feet, his cock in his hands. It was huge, bigger than the Black men she'd fucked back at Ft. Bliss. If he'd fucked her before he had no problem getting another hard on and she thought from the drift of the argument that was the main complaint. PigShit had already fucked her once and some of the troops were yet to try the white girl so why should PigShit get seconds?
PigFucker settled the argument, jerking a man shouting in PigShit's dark face away and yelling at him, pointing towards the Chevy truck parked not too far away. The man slung off, his shoulders hunched, his hard prick and blue balls probably giving him fits as he jumped in the bed of the truck and hunkered down alone and pissed. PigShit laughed at his victory and dropped his trousers stepping out of them. He pushed a man next to him barking out and order and the man glared at him in hatred before complying.
Three men came over to the trembling girl and lifted her up. They took a dirty bundle of blankets and laid them across a large mound of some type of equipment. Dragging the limp body of the female captive to the pile they laid her face down. One man stepped up to her face and shoved an evil smelling thick cock at her lips. The thought of biting down with her sharp teeth until she severed the man's cock came to mind but she immediately dismissed it. That would bring sudden death and her goal was to prolong her survival as long as she could.
Reluctantly she opened her mouth as the smelly head butted her bruised lips and accepted the thick length over her tongue and into her throat, gagging on the abrupt entry into her esophagus. Suddenly she felt her buttocks being parted and waited for PigShit to ram his extra thick cock back into her bruised pussy. To her surprise she felt a wet splat of liquid strike right on her exposed anal bump immediately followed by a thick object jammed against her sphincter.
It was too small for the cock poised behind her, probably a finger or a thumb. The digit ground around in her tight rectum as she struggled to protest the invasion of this virginal orifice by the Arab. Never had she surrendered this prized orifice to her young body, avoiding anal sex as an invisible line in her moral bible. Now she was about to surrender this pearl of her body to men she hated with all her being. Her thoughts were interrupted by the sudden smell of feces in her nostril and then the finger that had just been yanked from her anus was shoved alongside the thick cock in her mouth.
Loud guffaws of laughter met the additional humiliation of the captive and then she felt the stabbing pain of the thick Arab cock at her anal entrance, her sphincter brutally invaded in one hard lunge as the three hundred pound brute invaded her entrails driving over ten inches of thick Islamic cock into her guts in one swift move. The pain lanced into her bringing afresh the full range of pain her body was being subjected to. She knew the brutal invasion had ripped her tender anal mouth; the bright streams of red blood flowing freely down her thighs to the added delight of her tormentors.
"Yes, fuck that bloody ass my friend," PigFucker yelled slapping the big man on the back. The man in her mouth uttered what was probably a curse and then her mouth was overflowing with thick and hot cum, the slimy substance running out and spilling over her chin and down her throat to pool between her small breasts smashed into the wool blankets. She choked on the virile flow; swallowing to keep from choking and feeling the slimy strands slide down her gullet to fill her belly with Arab seed. The brutal fucking continued as the thick cock gained another foothold lodging close to a foot of dark cock into her anal passage, the wiry hairs of the man's genitals brushing against the ivory cheeks of the soldier's ass.
Another cock entered her mouth just as foul smelling as the other. Didn't these animals ever take a bath, she wondered? The pain in her anus did not diminish but thankfully her senses did. Delirium swept in and out over the next hour or was it minutes or days. Time lost meaning but a seemingly endless parade of cocks was introduced to all three of her orifices, depositing load after load of cum wherever it happened to be when the event occurred.
Often the large cock that had been stirring her entrails was yanked from the lessened confines of her anus and brought forward, steaming in the cold morning air from the heated bowels and dripping all kinds of terrible looking residues. Blood, juices, shit and bowel residuals coated the cock and the smell was over powering but the men delighted in shoving the stinking piece of flesh in her mouth and watching her gum and suck it clean before they emptied another hot load of cum.
Her bowels became so cum impacted it was running down her legs in streams. One soldier took his fist and balled it up and shoved it forcefully up the distended asshole until it popped inside, new rips of flesh around the edges spewing fresh blood. He opened his hand and grabbed the slimy fluids deposited there and drew it out and brought it to Tessie's open mouth where she lay there panting. He shoved five fingers inside her jammed open mouth and she sucked the slimy deposits off and then he returned to her ass for another load. Seven times she was fisted and forced to swallow all that was extracted before the men felt she was clean enough to continue.
The laughing and shouting went on until a new SUV pulled up. Men shouted and the soldiers began to gather their clothes ands weapons. Apparently they were needed elsewhere. Tess held her breath waiting for the anticipated bullet in the back of her head. PigFucker came over and grinned at her.
"I have two men I will leave with you. They have a final treat for you and then they will dispatch you to your just reward, your Hell. Nice to have met you cunt, may you roast for eternity in your infidel reward."
PigFucker grabbed her arm and yanked her off the make do fuck platform where she sprawled on her back on the ground. He nodded to PigShit who stepped up on the left side of her while the officer stood on the right. Suddenly both men raised their heavy combat boots and brought them down on the slender girls naked legs, the thin bones shattering in several places from the savage blows.
Tess screamed again, this time the pain was not waning but full throttle agony sending her towards insanity. The men left and two younger men came up. Neither was as large as the other soldiers and they gathered around the limp woman's body. The vehicles drove off and one of the men went to Tessie and began to fumble at her at his pants, pulling out his cock and dropping between her newly broken legs. The sheer weight coming down on the shattered bones brought new bursts of pain.
She was in too much shock to feel a much smaller cock than her previous rapists pushing at the gaping lips of her cunt. The man fucked her but the second man came up and stood at her head. He knelt down and tenderly brushed a strand of sweat-drenched hair out of her face.
"Water,"" Tess begged from her parched throat, rubbed raw by the parade of still cocks, the semen and other offal deposited there never slacking her constant thirst in her dehydrated body. The young soldier stood and got a canteen and brought it to her lips. The man fucking her yelled at him but the boy ignored him. The soldier between her legs stood up, his stiff cock bobbing and went to the kneeling soldier. Drawing his hand back, he struck the young man on the side of the face sending him sprawling in the dirt.
The two glared at each other and then the man turned to return to his sexual rape of the woman. It was the biggest mistake of his young life. The soldier rose up from the ground and pulled a short knife from his belt. In a flash he was off the ground and just as the rapist began to turn to kneel between the spread thighs the younger and smaller man plunged the knife in his back, on the left side just below the rib cage. Before the man could act the knife made three more quick entries, each one approaching the beating heart until the third jab slid between two ribs and drove dead center into the man's pounding heart. He fell to the desert dust and took his last breath.
The killer kneeled next to Tess and lifted her head, again placing the canteen at her lips. "Drink, please," he said in English.
Tess gulped the tepid liquid ignoring the brackish quality and thirsting after the life-giving beverage. Her cracked lips could barely speak but she muttered a low, "Help me, please for God's sake help me."
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How mush time went by Tess could not tell. If she was abused further than she already had been was also was not known to her. She swam in and out of consciousness, barely able to discern she was receiving some form of medical help. Awake and laughing on some days, crying uncontrollably on others. The food she was brought she insisted be opened in front of her preferring the stale Iraqi crackers and tinned items to anything cooked out of sight.
One night after a prolonged time she awoke to an excited buzz running through the area she was in. Figures in dark outfits with weapons and faces blackened suddenly appeared in the room she was in.
"Please, please," she mumbled, "no more, please."
A face leaned down peering at her. She could not make out the ethnicity of the person, just was aware he was a combat soldier in full armor.
Suddenly the room became quiet and the face peering down at her spoke in an easily identifiable Southern drawl.
"Don't you worry none Maam, we're here to take you home. We're U.S. Armed Forces here to rescue you."
They loaded her quickly onto a gurney and headed her down the stairs and out the doors of the Iraqi hospital towards a nearby base. As she slid onto the helicopter she felt the back of her hand brush up against the camouflaged pants front of one of her rescuers and she thought she detected the bulge of his cock against her flesh. As she drifted back into unconsciousness she went into a fantasy dream that the man was very well hung and he would put her in the helo, pull down her sleep shirt she was wearing and step behind her. In the next hour he would continually ravage her still wounded anus allowing her to cum again add again. It was a pleasant dream and she knew when she awoke she would be safe and probably her abused vagina would be dripping wet.