Jenna opened her eyes slowly. Her side ached horribly, and she had to wince as she moved. She could only move so far in the dark place until something stopped her. Her wrists were bound behind her back, and her wrists were also bound to her ankles, leaving her in an uncomfortable kneeling position leaning up against a wall.

Her eyes were taking a long time to adjust to the darkness. Then she realized how hot her face was, and soon it became apparent that something like a sack was draped over her head down to her waist. She was so confused.

The rest of her body below the sack felt cool. The days were hot in

the jungles of Vietnam, but the nights could get cool. She could feel that the ground was dirty; granules of sand irritated her where it had accumulated in her ass crack. Only then did she realize she was naked.  

She struggled to remember. She was Jenna Huang, a 19-year old Vietnamese-American journalism student interning with Jarred Carmichal, the famous freelance correspondant for the major networks.  They had been undercover trying to find any American MIA's still in North Vietnam. They'd stumbled upon a village rumored to contain a prison camp...

Then she vaguely remembered hearing someone behind her. Then a sharp pinprick; a syringe entering her bicep. Then, nothingness. Now, for the first time, she became intensely afraid. At 5 foot 2, ninety-seven pounds, the waif of a girl was in no position to defend herself. Tentatively, she called out Jarred's name.

The sack came off of her suddenly, but it was still dark in the room. A large shadowy figure moved behind her. She could understand

his Vietnamese, though he spoke very fast for her.

"Hold still for a minute, and I'll rearrange you."

She had no idea what he meant by that, but she had no intention of causing trouble.

The bearded Vietnamese moved quickly. He undid her wrists, but left

her ankles bound. He moved around in front of her, tying her wrists to the front of her thighs. Roughly, he toppled her over so that she lay on her face and shoulders, her ass raised in the air.

Jenna felt his hands grab her huge, firm breasts. The man began to knead them roughly, sending sparks of pain shooting through her. She complained in English, then in broken Vietnamese. "Please! No! 

Hurt! No! Stop!"

Her captor grinned, feeling his cock grow stiff. He knew she was probably unfamiliar with the language, but her broken speech made the beautiful long-haired girl seem stupid, and that turned him on immensely. Now she seemed even more helpless.

He left her alone for a moment to quickly strip off his clothes. As

he yanked off his underwear, he looked over at the tiny girl who was still face down in the sand. Her ass was pointed up in the air invitingly. His cock was pounding to full erection. Anxiously, he

dug into the pockets of the shorts he'd thrown aside to get his lighter; the girl began to cry as he returned.

The Oriental man draped his body over her, his knees to either side of hers pressing them together, his back weighing down atop hers, his arms holding her in a bear hug, and his mouth sucking on the trapped girl's ear lobe.

He moved back enough to find the entrance to her pussy with his erection, then squeezing her tight, pressed himself forward. With her legs pressed together and without using his hands it was a little difficult, but her cunt had already started to juice up so he soon penetrated her. He began to fuck the delightfully curvaceous victim rapidly. She emitted half-pained, half-pleasured grunts.

He held the lighter in his right hand, and flicked it on right below her nipple. She screamed and recoiled; he felt her jump back into him. His body held her pinned against the flame. Her breasts were

so delightlfully huge for such a tiny teenager. Her nipples had been fiercely erect when he first penetrated her, now they were burning.

Jenna was sweating all over. Her entire breast felt as though it were on fire. She could feel her skin getting dry and charred. His

hard on had felt great in her before, now that he knew he was torturing her he was humping her fiercely, and that huge head was pounding sharply into and through her cervix.

The next thing Jenna felt was a hard kick to her chin. Through her tears she could see a combat boot below her. Before she could look up at her attacker, big hands grabbed her sweet Asian face and held her head as if in a vice. Her skull was throbbing. The one raping

her moved the fire to her other breast, slowly moving it around the whole surface of her left breast.

A huge cock was thrust between her lips. Although she'd never sucked one before, she knew what was expected of her. Unfortunately, the man had more than just a blow job in mind: he wanted to face fuck her. Just when she was sure she would choke to death, the man atop her came inside her. As he did, he dropped the lighter and grabbed both tits. He nearly flattened them against her body, yanking the burnt orbs up forcefully with each wave of his climax.

The face fucking relented a bit, and the man told her in angry Vietnamese, "Give my cock a good suck whore!"

Jenna began to suck on the penis with vigor. She nearly bit the head when she felt a smack on her ass. The one that had come had picked up a riding crop, and began to lash her round, full behind. The pain was incredible, and it only intensified as he moved down to her thighs and the soles of her tiny feet. He laid twenty or thirty rapid-fire lashes with all of his might on one foot, and Jenna nearly passed out. She forgot to take care of her other captor, who angrily pulled his cock out and tomahawked her with a blow to the top of her head. She fell hard into the dirt. With her hands bound to her thighs, she fell hard on her face. She could hear her nose break, and felt the warm blood cake dirt to her nostrils.

Jenna was flat on her stomach, and blackness threatened to overcome her. Her wrists were freed, as were her ankles. The unsatisfied one

threw her lovely young legs apart, and he fell on her, nearly knocking the wind out of her. His penis pierced her snatch harshly, lubed by the other guy's come. He fucked her hard, as if to punish her for giving such sorry head. Jenna felt her hair getting wet. At first she thought she was bleeding, but then the stench of urine made it unmistakable: the first one was taking a piss on her.

The second man came, screaming loudly. He got up, dragging a dazed Jenna to her feet. She could barely stand. As they shackled her wrists into cuffs dangling from the ceiling, she saw that four other men were watching her. Two were Vietnames, two were white. She'd already been violently raped twice, was there going to be more?

One of the white men, who looked about 45, stepped forward and took off his pants. He had a magnificent body. Enormous torso, thick thighs, and a proportional erection. He leered at the tiny, abused girl, penis jumping.

The muscled man took the belt from his shorts, looking down cruelly at the teenager. He stepped behind her. Jenna hung helplessly from

the cuffs, naked and sweating. Her right nipple throbbed dully; her entire left breast was aching painfully. Cum slowly leaked out of her vagina and down her trim, aerobicized thighs. The muscles of her cunt were sore, and the semen made her itchy. Her black hair was matted to her face by the slowly evaporating urine.

The handsome man began to flail her with the belt. As Jenna shrieked; he whipped her ass and back like she was a recalcitrant slave of the deep South. Indeed, Eric was from Alabama, and had often fantasized about whipping some helpless black girl. He had planned to kidnap one when he was a young boy, before he'd been shipped off to this fucking country. Once the war had ended, he'd had plenty of opportunity to whip helpless slaves, usually little girls from Cambodia or from the farmland on the Chinese border. Never had he seen a girl this beautiful, or this aware of the degradation she was feeling. Instead of the dirt-poor asian bitches he usually fucked, this one was well off, intelligent, healthy, and probably had actually thought she would do something with her life. Each red welt ignited his lust further; and with sinister pleasure he endeavored to turn her Oriental yellow ass red, and her red ass purple. This little snoop was going to pay!

Jenna was shouting in agony, doing a sexy pain dance in the cuffs. Her ass was on fire; each lash of the belt hurt her worse than the last. When the big bastard finally ended his assault, she was winded from sobbing hard.

Eric dropped the belt. His penis was pounding so hard that it felt ready to explode. He looked at her young, firm body greedily, letting his lust build up. The shininess of her jet black long hair, tangled in sweat and dirt on her smooth, flawless back; the round plumpness of her beautiful ass with its dark, curvy crack; the tininess of her little hands and feet as though she were a girl of thirteen; those short, firm legs; and the oh so narrow waist and flat, gorgeous stomach. And the tits. Big burnt beauties, with erect nips like daggers. And Eric could do anything he wanted to do to her. Anything. She was an object, a prisoner, a slave in every

sense of the word. He could kill her when he wanted to, and eventually he probably would.

He approached her, feeling nothing but the pleasant tightness of his stiff cock. The others stood around with erections-- even those who had already come were getting hard again. He came up behind her and pressed his cock into her ass crack, feeling the delicious muscles press against his sensitive hard on.

His hands ran down the sides of her breasts (so exposed in her hanging position) to feel their size but to avoid touching the charred skin around the nipples. His hands dove into her thin muff, and softly he began finger fucking her while he rubbed his cock in her ass crack.

Then he began french kissing her neck and darling ears. Jenna felt his warmth, the heat, and knew he was touching all the right places. She was disoriented from the beating and the rapes, and this sudden change to sweetness was even more disorienting. The pressure of his cockhead against her sphincter was making the blood pound in her head and pussy. One hand stroked her clitoris, and soon she was alive with the threat of orgasm. Gently he moved his hands away, along her hips to her asscheeks. He pulled them apart sharply, spreading Jenna uncomfortably wide. The sensation brought her back from the edge of climax. He guided his penis in gently. Jenna felt the penis slide up her ass. She was astonished, but his hands quickly returned to her clit and she felt no discomfort. The cock had been amply lubricated with something. His thrusting intensified her pleasure. She opened her eyes, turning her head. Several men were crowded around them now, some half naked, some stroking erections. One called out "Fuck her good, Eric" in Vietnamese, another white man shouted for him to "Tear her fucking asshole apart!" in English. Through the stench of piss she could smell herself getting turned on by Eric's manipulation of her body.

On the edge still, she felt the muscular man thrust harder and cum. 

Eric slammed into her young rear repeatedly, feeling his cock spasm pleasurably as he released a huge load of semen from his big balls. Gobs and gobs filled the teen's rectum. Eric yanked her cheeks apart hard, causing her pain along her ass crack.

Jenna's pussy was filled with sexual arousal; if she had had no dignity she'd have begged for him to use his mouth or fingers on her snatch. The big guy, Eric, was so fucking cute. After the way

the two Orientals had abused her, his anal rape and asswhipping seemed gentle by comparison. But the others were getting restless now that their leader had been satisfied. One skinny Vietnamese tried to yank her to the ground before recognizing that he had to untie her first. As he worked the binds free from her wrists, Jenna got a good look at her next assailant.

The kid was bizzare. His long, unkempt black hair nearly covered his eyes. It was obvious he was no more than 15 years old. He had

well-defined biceps, but beyond that, seemed to have no other meat on his bones. He was about six inches taller than her, but probably didn't weigh more than 120 pounds. The boy's hips and ass were especially lean and grotesque. But what was most startling was his erection. It would have been huge on any man; on this scrawny kid it was an absolute monster. It was a strange red-purple, with huge blue veins standing out along its length. The giant pecker was easily nine inches long, and wider than any penis she'd seen in her life. Besides the grotesque erection, the kid had huge sparsely haired balls, which hung low and large.

At last he got her free, and lust filled, tackled her. His penetration was excrutiating. He disgusting face pressed up to hers, and he started licking Jenna's face with his big, purplish tongue like a friendly dog. His breath was nasty. His penis could only get

in her vagina halfway, and she new he was making her bleed. Jenna thought she would come immediately, but instead his rape continued and was making her shake in intense pain. She knew now the meaning of the word violated. This penis of his had completely conquered her, turning her into an unconscious creature of pain. His tongue bath made her skin crawl and her stomach ache. Fortunately, the boy could not stand it for long, and her agony abated as he came and withdrew.

He started to move, but stopped when a Vietnamese barked some rapid-fire commands at him. Jenna couldn't concentrate enough to translate the words. She was too busy crying and checking out her poor vagina. Blood had already begun to dry on her thighs. The boy came back over her. He lifted his leg and stomped on her chest. There was a terrible moment when Jenna thought she would never be able to inhale again, when she did, she screamed it out with all the energy she could handle. She could barely make out the next volley of orders "...treat her like the toilet she is..." as two other Orientals ran to her, kneeling at her head.

The two men pried open her mouth; Jenna had no energy to resist. The boy was squatting over her know, ass very close to her face. She smeeled and tasted the small, greenish terd at the same time. It plopped out of the boy's asshole and into her mouth. The two others forced her mouth shut, splicing the shit in half so that she reflexively swallowed some and the rest flopped down her cheek.

Jenna felt utterly defiled. These men had no inhibitions. They

would do anything to her that came into their lust dominated heads, and they would feel no remorse or guilt. She was far too wracked with pain to sensibly vomit the waste back up, instead it churned in her stomach. The smell was overpowering.

Three of them were pissing on her now. The urine was a deep yellow,

and smelled foul. The piss smashed into her lips, cheeks, and forehead. It was warm, and would have felt good if it wasn't for the smell.

Three men lifted her and placed her face down on another older white man. He reached behind her to pull her thighs apart, and shoved his hard on unceremoniously into her aching pussy. She felt her dried scabs reopen as his cock slid into her. Jenna felt the weight of another man atop her, and then felt his cock enter her asshole. Her lower body was completely stuffed now, as the two men worked in and out of her with difficulty.

Another man redirected her head toward the side. His stiff erection

was waved in front of her lips. Jenna knew her only chance now was to please them by submitting to them They had won; they had her. She was theirs. She could either die or suffer their rapes. Neither

option sounded better than the other. Jenna sucked his cock as best she could. The top man seemed to enjoy scratching his fingernails down her sides. As the sweat of three bodies entered the wound he was opening, Jenna felt unbelievable pain. The man on top started to thrust in hard, jerky motions, then buried his dick to the hilt in her asshole as he grabbed the fleshy cheeks. His slid his cock out when he finished.

In Vietnamese, he barked at her "Move that ass, bitch. Move that fucking ass, bitch!" He started slapping her ass maniacally, until he nearly slapped it numb. Jenna almost lost consciousness, but the renewed vigorous thrusting in her pussy kept her awake. The other man had given up on her sucking, and was now thrusting his hips in and out of her mouth. Jenna was surprised that she had not vomited or suffocated yet. Then, suddenly, there was another fierce penetration of her asshole. This was the third time her sphincter had been violated. This penis was decidedly larger than the last, but the thrusts were well-lubricated by the other men's cum. The penis in her mouth suddenly erupted with several gobs of white goo that she reflexively swallowed. As he pulled out, Jenna coughed and sputtered, gasping desperately for air. She practically inhaled a thick, eight inch penis, which replaced the previous one. Her dry throat pounded in pain.

The man beneath her came, calling out loudly. Momentarily trapped, he watched in fascination the others abuse her, then began slapping her face, breasts and sides. Jenna could not believe the pain.

The other two came shortly thereafter. The one on top of Jenna grabbed her around the waist, and yanked her to her feet. He lifted her young teenage body powerfully off the ground, then threw her full force against one wall. She came down on her shoulder and rolled over onto her back. Behind her, a man gave her a swift kick that landed in her ass crack, near her sphincter.

The man who threw her lifted her again, and threw her down on her back. There was loud yelling in various languages (at least four), and after a few seconds someone pushed the boy with the large penis (now hard again) to his knees in front of her.

He pulled her gorgeous young thighs apart, exposing her vagina. He kneeled over her, and began to perform oral sex on her. Then Eric, the gorgeous one, began to fondle her tits and lick her nipples. Jenna's mind was spinning. She wasn't sure where she was, or if this were fantasy or reality. The hunk began to kiss her softly, kneading her titties in all the right ways. The boy's tongue flicked over his clitoris. She moaned, and noticed that her moans provoked snickers and leering looks from the ten or fifteen faces above her. Jenna didn't care, and couldn't help it anyway.

They'd kicked her pride out of her, or at least her sense. All she could think of was what a hunk this guy was, and how that little boy sure knew what the hell to do with that meaty, wet tongue of his. Her pussy was unbearably hot, now, as he started to probe her vagina with his tongue. They could all smell her scent, they could all see her hips jerking in tiny circles in a pleasure dance. She jerked her hips so that her clitoris bounced against the boy's nose. Release was so close.

Eric had his cock over her now, and Jenna sucked it passionately. He and she came simultaneously, and she sucked down his jism noisily. She was panting in the aftermath of he orgasm. Her whole lower body was warm and alive, ready to come again. Another man, an ugly but built one, spoke to her in Vietnamese. "You're learning to be a very good girl. Show me what a good girl you are, honey. Let me up your shit-hole, whore."

Jenna grew cold. Nonetheless, she nodded, and got up on all fours, pointing her young ass back at him. A whore she was, all right. He penetrated her hard. As with almost each time a man came in her, her reward again was a golden shower. Now Eric was taking a long leak on her long, black hair. The young kid was jerking off over her, shooting several wads of semen onto her back. The one raping her butt came as well, making a fourth load in her rectum.

The next one entered her ass. This group sure liked her asshole. 

Another man who hadn't come yet was waiting patiently for his blow job. Jenna, the 19-year old whore, took his nice cock into her dry mouth. She let them use her now, as another squeezed her tits, variously in an attempt to turn her on or to make her scream in agony.

The 15 year old kid scooped up the semen off of her back and rubbed it through her hair. The man in her mouth came hard, and Jenna gulped down the cum. She was almost grateful for it... the last two loads of cum had almost washed the taste of the kid's shit out of her mouth, and she imagined that it would help dilute it in her stomach.

The kid was in front of her again, watching the guy fuck her up the ass. She looked at his cock, which was half-hard now, dangling between his skinny brown legs. His testicles were enormous. She was

astonished and petrified when she saw his cock grow again. The thing seemed to have a life of its own, and she watched, fascinated, as it throbbed to full erection. She had never seen anything like it. This boy was getting hard for the fourth time in what seemed to her like an eternity, but what was really no more than 45 minutes. Jenna opened her mouth wide, stretching her jaws, and she realized that she was actually hoping the amazing kid would let her please him again.

The man behind her suddenly grabbed her long hair and yanked it back with a powerful tug. The 19-year old felt her scalp explode in pain, then felt his hips spasmodically slapping against her cheeks as he brutalized her rectum with his big cock. She felt him slowly pull the thing out of her, sliding on a river of semen, until it popped free. Jenna was almost breathless. Her head still stung from his hair pulling, and there were needles of pain from her asshole and cunt where sweat and jism were seeping into her wounds. She realized with alarm that her anus was not closing, the man behind her proudly noticed it too. The asshole gaped wide open, at a diameter of nearly an inch and a half. Not bad for a chick who'd been a butt-virgin 30 minutes ago.

He looked down at his cock. It was red and still half hard, glistening with the goo of other men's cum. He also noticed with a bit of revulsion a long brown streak along the top of his erection, from the pee-hole to midway up his shaft. There was a big glob of her runny shit at the base of the glans. He went around between her and the kid, and ordered her to clean him up.

Jenna stared at the ugly thing, and noticed the shit right away. A wave of intense depression fell over her. Nothing could make it more clear what they had done to her than to see her own shit on some man's dick. She bent her head down and took the shaft into her mouth, letting her tongue dig off the brown mess.

As she was doing so, another man launched his cock into her open asshole. He fucked her in quick, angry strokes. He kept pistoning

his hips at various angles, bruising her intestines in every direction. The bitch's rectum was so full of cum that he couldn't get the friction he was used to in a good ass fuck. Giving up, he slid it out, and then plunged his shaft into the whore's teenaged cunt. There was substantially more friction there, so much so that he spilled the contents of his balls in less than a minute.

He waited there in her pussy for over a minute, because he wanted dibs on the girl after his penis softened. The walls of his bladder were straining. He slipped his cock out when he thought he could piss. He backed off of her and checked to make sure that her anus was still gaping wide open, which it was. He grabbed his limp dick and aimed the head at the center of the opening, and began to piss.

Jenna could feel the forceful urine splashing in her ass crack, and could feel the majority of it spraying into her rectum. It was so warm. The man felt his cock start to harden at the thought of what he was doing, and it grew firm enough that he was able to penetrate her, while still pissing.

The boy in front of her and the man who's cock she had just cleaned abruptly left and moved behind her. There seemed to be a crowd gathering back there. They all watched as the man left her asshole, and Jenna suddenly lost control of her bowels. The piss enema was released noisily. Eric looked around the room. "All right guys. I think she's had enough."

Jenna fell onto her side, managing to avoid her own waste as she did so. She glanced around her, realizing for the first time that she was in some sort of shed with no floor. Astonished, she saw that all of the men were leaving. She was more astonished to see that, some five minutes after they had gone, the door was still left wide open.

So that was it, then? She wasn't going to be killed or held? Of

course not! This was just a warning-- a severe one, and she definitely got the point. Her snooping days were over. There was no

need for them to kill her, she realized. She was in a foreign country, and had no guarantee that the local police would be on her side. And there was no reason to rape her again... she was a mess, used up, stinking with shit and urine, and dripping in her own blood.

She felt so grateful. Especially to Eric. He had told them it was over, told them to go away. Leave her be.

She laid on the ground for another ten minutes, fighting off the urge to pass out. She realized how silly she had been minutes ago. 

The Helsinki syndrome... wasn't that what it was called? Feeling grateful to these disgusting men?

"Jenna!"

She looked up. The voice was familiar. "My God, Jarred, are you okay?"

"Jenna, I'm so sorry. I have no other choice." The room seemed to spin as his big hands grabbed her around her tiny waist. He flipped her over suddenly. She finally vomited, as she heard her mentor's pants unzip. Jarred hesitated, as if battling with himself, and then he moved suddenly and decisively. His weight descended on her, his big cock pressing into her dilated asshole. He fucked her furiously.

EPILOGUE

After the anal rape, Jarred had led Jenna to another building. This one was larger, and it contained several cells. She had expected bamboo bars, but instead she found good solid prison bars surrounding the dozen or so cells in the room.

Jarred led her past several occupied ones. The first one contained four naked Vietnamese girls, ranging in age for about 8 to about 12. None of the skinny schoolgirls had pubic hair or breasts. The next cell contained a couple of teenage girls; one of them had angry red welts across her big breasts, and more whipmarks on her thighs. The next cell contained another teenager, womb swollen. It looked like they were taking better care of this one; her skin was flawless and she seemed clean and well-fed. Jenna guessed she was around 8 months pregnant. The next cell was empty, and was hers.

Jarred locked the door. "Jenna, this place apparently used to be a prison camp, but now it is some kind of slave camp. This is where they keep all the unwilling girls. The willing prostitutes are in another building on the compound. Apparently this place is a mecca for European and Japanese businessmen. The people who run the place buy or kidnap girls very young, and train them as sex workers. "When they found us snooping, they gave me a choice. Join them or die. Then they gave me my pick of the girls. It's incredible!" he said, eyes growing momentarily dreamy. "You can do anything you want to them!"

He paused, looking at the pregnant girl in the next cell. Her tits were getting extraordinarily distended, and her face was so sweet. "Anyway, I did my best for you. I tried to persuade them to let you in on it too, or let you go. They wouldn't let me." "Not quite true," said Eric, entering the room. "We said we could let you go. Then we pointed out what a fucking babe you were, and what a nice set of tits you have, and we pointed out that you'd make a great little sex slave yourself."

Jarred looked down sheepishly, but didn't utter a word to contradict him. "Seems your hero Jarred has been thinking about fucking your ass for a long time."

Jenna watched as Eric unlocked the first cell, and picked the smallest girl, flinging her over his shoulder. "Anyway, enjoy yourself Jarred. We just made a nice sale, so we're going out tonight!" Jarred said goodbye, and then entered the pregnant girl's cell. His cock was growing enormously hard. He couldn't believe his luck. He was going to get to act out all of his darkest fantasies, which he had a lot of. He had an extensive pornography stash back in the States, but had always dreamed that one day he'd get to participate in some of the things he'd read about or seen. Already today he'd had anal sex for the first time, and now he would be able to fuck a pregnant woman.

And a few minutes ago, he'd gotten to rape the bitch that's been teasing him for two months. God what a body Jenna had. Those tits! That tight little ass. He turned his attention to his latest prize. He grabbed the bitch's swollen tits and squeezed. A thin line of milk spewed out like a fountain from her giant red nipples. Jenna could only watch and wait for whatever was in store.  

The End