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.

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