MARINE SEX SLAVE

Part Five

Casey woke to renewed pain. She was back in her cot, in her barracks. Her body felt like it had gone through the ringer, which it had. She felt aches, and pains from almost every part of her. She was afraid to lift the covers and see what her body looked like.

She lay in bed, hopeless despair overwhelming her. She tried to think of some way out of her dilemma but couldn't. Not for the first time, she cursed her body, cursed being born a girl.

She remembered back when she had started to develop years ago. She had been just like the boys then, in fact she had no girl friends. She played baseball, football, hockey. She argued about the merits of sports and wrestling stars with her friends, all boys.

While girls her age were involved with clothes and dates, she was trying to deny and minimize her development into womanhood. She refused to consider wearing a bra, wearing thick sweaters, and loose pants to disguise the growing differences between her and her friends. Then came the day, when she could no longer convince anyone, including herself, that she was a boy.

She had been roaming around aimlessly with half a dozen of her friends, all boys. They talked about this and that, and poked around, eventually wandering into a thick patch of woods. The guys had begun talking about girls, more and more, a topic which Casey, of course felt no interest in.

One of the guys started talking now about tits. He had been on a date, and felt a girl's tits. She couldn't remember exactly how it had started, but one of them had jokingly said, how Casey could solve all the mystery about tits. They had all ganged up on her, deriding her, making obscene comments about her.

As often happened, the insults turned into a physical confrontation, between her and one of them, only this time the wrestling had turned more serious.

Several of the others had joined in and together they pinned the wildly struggling girl to the grass and jerked her sweater up and over her head, revealing her round, budding breasts. The action seemed to stop for an eternity, as they all stared rapturously down at her fleshy mounds. Then one of them had put his shaky hand down and stroked, and then squeezed her left breast, another joined in, and soon they were all squeezing and fondling her boobs, as Casey raged and cursed helplessly.

Then they had yanked her pants down, followed by her panties. Her almost bare pussy slit, left them shaking with excitement. Casey almost broke into tears of rage, and humiliation as they had run sweating fingers along her slit, and tried to push their fingers inside her.

If they hadn't been so utterly distracted, she didn't know what might have happened, but she was able to kick one of her tormentors away and dash off into the bush. They had pursued her for a short time, before losing her.

She eventually went back to the now deserted clearing and gotten her clothes back, but she had never again felt the same freedom around boys.

"All right Donovan, stop daydreaming and get up." She looked up to see Sergeant Cummings standing next to the bed, hands on hips.

"You had to be a smartass, didn't you? Well see where it gets you?" she glared.

"Now get you ass out of bed and stand at attention!" she shouted.

Casey jumped up and out of bed, and stood rigidly before the woman. Cummings examined her, her eyes sliding up and down Casey's body.

"Hmmm, they really laced you didn't they?" she said.

Casey's eyes fell as she looked down and saw the black and blue marks, along with the ugly purple weals, and welts on her tits, wrists, and thighs.

"Learn to do what your told and it won't happen again."

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"Your being transferred to the school now, so's you can learn your `trade' better" she smirked, "Put on a jumper and follow me."

They walked across the base to a fenced in compound that enclosed a series of interlocked buildings. She handed Casey over at the front desk to a stern looking Sergeant who must have weighed three hundred pounds. He glared down at her in displeasure as she stood before him.

"You should have been here a couple of days ago woman. You'll just have to catch up with the rest of the girls."

He led her down a series of hallways until stopping before a large double door. They went through and Casey found herself in another barracks hall, with rows of bunk bed lining both walls.

"This is your bunk." he said, pointing to one. "All the gear you'll need is in the footlocker next to it." he jerked the top of the locker open, and pulled out what she first thought was a towel.

"Put this on." he said, thrusting it towards her.

She blinked up at him, then stared at the small garment. It was really nothing but two white rectangles of thin, satiny material, fastened together by two thin straps.

"What kind of uniform is this?" she gulped.

"It's a Suzies uniform you split tail. Now put it on! We don't have all god damned day!" She jumped at the loudness of his voice. She waited just a second, until realizing he had no intention of leaving, then sighed, and pulled the zipper of her jumpsuit down.

So many people had seen her naked lately, and in such compromising positions, that she hardly had any shame left at disrobing before strangers. She pulled the jumpsuit down and off, and the Sergeant motioned at her underwear as well.

She stripped them off too, and stood defiantly staring up at him, as if daring him to say something.

"You better watch that attitude Suzie, or we'll beat it out of you." he warned.

She lowered her eyes, then pulled the garment over her head.

The two rectangles covered her front and back to a couple of inches below crotch level, but left her sides completely exposed. The sergeant produced a thin silver chain which went around her waist, and clutched the two sides tight. It was still a garment that nobody would consider wearing in public, and might get arrested if they did.

"All right, come on." he said, grabbing her arm and pulling her along next to them as they left the barracks and walked down another series of halls. They arrived at a closed doorway.

The sergeant knocked twice, and waited. The door opened and a thin, older man, a lieutenant, opened it.

"Ah here she is, our missing waif." he grinned.

"Come in Donovan." he told her.

Casey shuffled into the room. There were a dozen other girls there, including several she recognized from the earlier barracks. They were dressed as she was.

"Theres a seat right over there, Donovan." The lieutenant directed.

She moved down an aisle and started to sit, then stopped in astonishment. There was a fat, rubber rod sticking up out of the middle of the seat. It was rounded on top and about eight inches long. She turned toward the Lieutenant in shock.

"Yes, thats for you." he grinned. "Sit on it, theres some lubricant in the desk if you need it." Casey looked around, open mouthed, only now noticing that all the girls were seated in peculiar poses, with the front and backs of there garments spread away from them.

Her mind whirled with confusion. She knew if she didn't do as she was told she'd be tortured again, and made to endure much worse than this. The lieutenant was gazing at her with an impatient look, which would no doubt give way to anger.

She gritted her teeth and threw her leg over the chair, squatting over it, then she slowly lowered herself down, placing her slit over the rubber and pushing down until she felt its rounded top press aside her still, sore cunt lips. She tried to ignore the presence of the other girls, and the lieutenant, all of whom watched with interest as she tried to lower herself with as little pain as possible.

The thing was only a couple of inches inside, when she noticed the lieutenant standing right next to her. His leg whipped out and kicked her right leg out from under her. She abruptly fell straight down, her ass whomping into the chair, and the rubberized instrument slamming up into her pussy tunnel with a violent thrust.

She squealed in pain, but was drowned out by the laughter coming from the other girls.

The lieutenant walked back to the front of the room and stood behind a desk. There was a blackboard behind him with a picture of a cock on it. He pointed towards various parts of the cock as he spoke on how to squeeze down with cunt muscles to make a man come better.

"Now you have to clench your muscles, like you have to go to the bathroom." he lectured.

"At the same time clench your thigh muscles, and inhale deeply. Now try it on the cocks there and we'll see how your doing.

Each of the girls seemed to be doing as he said. Casey just sat there in confusion until he came over next to her.

"What are you waiting for Donovan?" he demanded.

"Sir! I don't know what I'm supposed to do sir!" she protested.

"Look here." he sighed, pointing at a little box on the desk. It had wires leading into it and had several meters with little needles and dials.

"Clench your cunt muscles." he ordered.

She complied, desperate to do as he wanted and avoid another beating. One of the little needles started to move as she clenched.

"There are instruments inside that device to measure the pressure you put on various parts of a cock." he told her. "In this exercise the idea is to get that middle needle up past twenty five."

The needle was at fifteen as she bared down.

"You have to work your way up to it." he said soothingly.

"Clench an unclench repeatedly." he moved on to the next girl to see how she was doing. Casey clenched and unclenched as he said, and was eventually able to get the needle up to twenty five, though only for a second.

Suddenly, she started feeling a tingle through the device.

The lieutenant was at the front of the room.

"All right, the power is now on, so you'd better clutch those little pussies tight." he said.

The tingle increased, as Casey sat there filled with dismay. She noticed several of the girls quivering, and shaking from the voltage shooting into their guts, and wondered why the shock didn't seem that bad to her.

Then she loosened her muscles and was zapped with a much more powerful current that made her gasp in sudden pain, and automatically clench her muscles again. The current dropped to almost nothing as the needle on the little box shot up past twenty. She realized that the electricity was governed by how tightly she clenched her cunt muscles and bore down on the rod.

The girl next to her suddenly screamed, she had been quivering and shaking for several minutes now, apparently unable to exert enough pressure on the rod. She had a tall, lithe body, with short curly red hair and a sweet egg shaped face.

She started to jerk up and down and grunt in pain as the voltage shook her frame. Casey watched in fear as the girl's head was thrown back and her body quivered like she was undergoing an epileptic fit.

She made no attempt to get off the device, and Casey could only wonder what the punishment would be if she did. She continued gargling in desperate pain, until she suddenly fell forward, collapsing onto the desk unconscious. Her body still jerked from the voltage, until the lieutenant turned it off somehow. "Thats enough for today." he said after a while. Casey gasped in relief, her muscles ached, down there, and she was tired from the exertion, and the low level shocks she had been getting. She lifted her tired pussy up off the rod, and rubbed herself sorrowfully.

"Hi Casey." She turned from policing her bunk to find Robin smiling at her. The two of them hugged, and sat down on Casey's bed. "You shouldn't have tried to run away." Robin admonished her.

"I know." Casey sighed.

"This place is a lot better than the first barracks."

"Are you kidding?" Casey groaned.

"It is, really! We can do a lot more here, and we don't have that bitch Karen around. She's in another barracks."

"Thank God for small favours.

"Lights out in five." a sergeant yelled. All the girls began getting undressed. There was no underwear assigned with their outfits, nor anything for sleeping in. All the girls slept nude here and Casey became nervous at the sight of all that flesh assaulting her vision. It reminded her too much of her previous assaults.

"It's not so bad." Robin smiled, as if reading her mind. " There have'nt been any really bad gang bangs like before. Here we just all do what we want together."

"What do you mean?" Casey asked. As if in reply, Casey noticed, not one, but two girls hope up onto the top bed of her bunk. She looked around in startlement and noticed this was'nt uncommon. Many of the girls were settling down in the same narrow cots together.

"It gets cold at night here." Robin said softly. "And after people yelling at you all day, you kind of want to end it all with a little... affection." She leaned forward and kissed Casey's cheek lightly.

Casey pulled back nervously, and they stared into each other's eyes. "It helps you feel better." Robin said softly. The lights went off, plunging the barracks into darkness. Casey heard a gentle moan coming from above her. She felt Robin's soft hand slide lightly up and down her back, then her lips touched Casey again.

They all trooped out into the hallway. Casey simply followed the other girls, not knowing where she should be going. They went down the hallway and into a large gymnasium.

The girls walked over to one side and pulled the little shifts up over their heads and deposited them on a low railing. Casey followed suit, glad that for once she wasn't the only girl naked.

"All right, line up here." said an officer.

She was a tall, sleek looking woman of perhaps thirty or thirty five years. She had very short brown hair, and a face that would have been lovely, had it not been so stern. The girls all formed a single line and waited.

She moved down the line, handing out, what Casey identified as dildoes, and splitting them into pairs.

"My name is Valerie." the lieutenant said. "You don't salute me or call me lieutenant. I'm a suzie, just like you all will be."

"All right." she said, you will practice your hand to hand skills here. Remember, the weapon has to be fully buried in your opponent before you can claim a victory.

Casey looked down at the dildo, it was thicker than her arm, and at least ten inches long, then looked across at the girl who was paired with her.

She was a mean looking brunette, with enormous breasts, who looked at least ten pounds heavier than her, and she grinned nastily at Casey, thrusting the dildo upwards obscenely at her.

"All right go!" the Valerie yelled.

The brunette charged forward, and Casey hurriedly jumped aside, just escaping a vicious punch aimed toward her head. The brunette meant business. Casey was hampered by her own confusion. The idea of sticking a dildo into another girl's cunt was grotesque. The brunette had no such worry. She kicked out with her left foot. Casey jumped back but couldn't avoid a glancing blow that sent her off balance, and dropped her to one knee.

Before she could dodge it, the brunette followed up with a savage kick to Casey's belly that hit the blonde with a tremendous impact. Casey doubled over with a pained, whooof, as the breath exploded from her lungs.

Instantly the brunette was on her. Her left arm slid around Casey's back, jerking her forward and over the brunette's knees as her ass wiggled helplessly in the air. The brunette brought the dildo stabbing down against Casey's upturned pussy, thrusting several inches past the blonde's pussy lips.

Casey cried out and twisted desperately, her hand reached back and felt the brunette's heavy hanging breast. Her fingers locked around the tit meat, digging in deeply, and she twisted her hand and pulled back hard. The brunette howled in pain as her breast was grabbed and wrenched. Her hands tore Casey's fingers away, as she fell backward.

Casey jumped up and dove onto the brunette, as she lay momentarily on her back. Casey's dildo stabbed downward, jabbing into the brunette's cunthole.

She twisted and shoved the dildo violently, hoping to end the fight. But the brunette kicked out, her foot hitting Casey in the head, and knocking her aside.

Now the brunette jumped onto Casey's back, facing downwards, as the blonde lay on her belly momentarily dazed.

Her ass slapped down on Casey's back, which caused both girls to cry out. The dildo still halfway into the brunette's cunt, came down painfully hard onto the small of Casey's back, driving it several inches deeper into the brunette's cunt and nearly disqualifying her.

She reached back angrily and yanked the dildo out, then stabbed down with her own dildo. The dildo smashed against Casey's cunt lips, then pierced her entrance and thrust into her tunnel.

Casey gasped and writhed against the brunette, trying to throw her off, but the brunette's legs were squeezed tightly around the blonde girl's sides, holding her in place. Casey's legs writhed franticly as the brunette twisted the dildo deeper inside her cunt tunnel. She tried to close her legs tightly, but the brunette's fist was already between them, and her hand grabbed Casey's pussy hair and yanked sharply, making the blonde girl scream in pain.

The brunette gripped the end of the dildo tightly, putting all her weight behind her hand as she shoved it further inside the pouting cunt hole.

Casey was clawing at the floor, trying hopelessly to turn over, as she felt the plastic cock tunnelling deeper into her guts.

Then the brunette started hammering away at the last three or four inches of dildo that protruded from Casey's cunt. She held her palms together and slapped and pounded them down against the end of the dildo.

Casey yelled and shrieked as the front of the dildo was mashed against her cervix with brutal uncompromising force. Casey grunted and cried each time the girl pounded on the dildo. It was like a spike being forced into her body.

She lurched and shuddered, her eyes streamed with tears, and her legs bounced on the floor. The brunette punched and whacked at the remaining inch of plastic with determination.

She ignored the writhing girl's pain filled howls as she forced the cock into her body until the last bit of white disappeared inside the fuckhole and her soft pussy lips closed tightly.

She slapped on the tender pussy lips for good measure, feeling the solidity of the dildo beneath them.

Casey wailed in pain and bounced her hips on the floor, as the brunette held on tightly for the referee's count.

However she wasn't content, even though she had now won the contest. She picked up the dildo Casey had dropped and pushed it against the girl's asshole. The little wrinkled hole was defenceless as the brunette stabbed the dildo against it, and thrust it inside.

Casey's body shivered at this new attack. The brunette shoved the dildo with relentless pressure, forcing inch after inch up the blonde's asshole. In a frenzy, Casey thrashed beneath her, momentarily dislodging the brunette. Casey tried to crawl away but was grabbed from behind. The brunette jumped on her back, collapsing her to the floor again, then slammed her knee into the end of the dildo, forcing more of it inside. Casey shrieked and scrambled up again.

The brunette threw her arms around Casey's chest as the blonde rose then dropped her weight backward. Both girls fell back to the floor, landing on their asses. Casey's eyes bulged, and a soundless scream of agony made her mouth open wide as the entire dildo embedded itself up her shit chute.

The brunette locked her arms around her chest, and her legs around her waist. She lifted both, managing to pull the blonde a couple of inches off the floor, then dropped her heavily.

Bolts of searing electric pain rippled up and down Casey's body as she ground down onto the twin spikes inside her.

Her frame rocked back and forth, and a low pitched grunting came from her lungs. Blinding agony exploded in her guts, searing through her every fibre. She could feel the heads of the two dildos grating against her bones and muscles far up inside her.

She was impaled on the twin cocks, and shivered uncontrollably as her body screamed in protest. Cramps tore through her shocked system sending their own numbing pains to her addled brain.

The brunette rocked up and slammed her down again. Casey's head whipped backwards, her entire body began to twitch and writhe as she was utterly skewered beyond her ability to cope.

Again the brunette rocked back, pulling the trembling girl upward, then slammed her back. Casey's pulpy cunt mound was mashed beneath her. The two rigid fuckpoles jarred and vibrated inside her. The last inch of plastic cock was forced past her anal ring and up into the entrance of her bowels.

Her crinkled opening gaped open, distended by the ferocious abuse of the fat dildo, then it slowly closed tightly.

A roaring sound smothered Casey's senses, and she whimpered in denial. Her mind fought desperately as she wailed inside herself in mortification.

Then her body gave a terrible shudder, It heaved, every nerve on end, every muscle straining, then she exploded into the most massive, overwhelming orgasm of her life. Wave after wave of searing, burning sensations roared through her system.

The two plastic dildos felt like they had punched up past the back walls of her cunt and asshole and were wriggling and twisting up in her guts.

Her tits swelled, enlarged beyond reason. They felt bloated and began burning, boiling. Her nipples were stretched tautly as her breasts hardened like rocks. At any second she knew her meaty milk sacks would explode in a showering flood of blood and flesh.

Her eyes rolled back in her head as her cuntmound crackled with intense repeated bolts of high voltage sexual fire. They tore into the girl's sensory system like an exploding nova.

Her cunt and asshole clutched and twitched around the twin cocks, sucking and pulling them even deeper into her belly.

The blonde thrashed against the tight grip of the other girl. Her face turned red, then white, then as her lungs were held in repeated contractions of inflamed fever, her face turned blue from lack of oxygen.

Pain and pleasure mingled indelibly inside her as the girl finally collapsed, and slumped senseless, back against the brunette.

MARINE SEX SLAVE

Part Six

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She groaned as his fat cock slid into her.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And Casey came.

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

And still Casey came and came and came.

MARINE SEX SLAVE

Part Seven

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Hot damn!" one said.

"Nice piece! another agreed.

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

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

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

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

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

" We want to see what you look like!"

"Yeah strip it off baby!" another shouted.

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

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

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

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

"What a fantastic little ass!"

"I can't wait to fuck it!"

"I bet it's tight!"

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

"I just gotta suck that!"

"Yeah!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Ohhhhh She's tight!" he groaned.

"TIght and wet!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Look at this hot little cuntpad!"

"See her squirm!?"

"What a BITCH!"

"Hurry up so I can screw her!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Haaaa!!"

"Go to it man!"

"YEah! Fuck her ASS!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I Love being assfucked!

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

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

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

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

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

"We oughta get more like that!"

"Fuckin brass gets all the good meat!"

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

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

She looked up blearily, her vision swimming.

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

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

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

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

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

"Now get up!" he ordered sternly.

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

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

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

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

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

"Stand up straight!"

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

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

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

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

"Foot up." he said.

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

"Other foot."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Thank you sir." she mewled.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"No hurry." morgan replied.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

MARINE SEX SLAVE

Part Eight

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Hot little bitch that's for sure."

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

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

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

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

She pushed her tongue up, feeling it slide along the brunette's tight cunt sheathe and up onto her clitty. She rasped her tongue up and down the slit, then pushed it inside as she felt the brunette's tongue glide along her own cunthole.

After they'd each cum several times, Morgan took her off the table and led her by the arm out the doors of the room and down the hall. She was almost oblivious to her own nudity by now, and accompanied the general happily, knowing she would get a good fucking.

They went into a small room, that was equipped solely with a big double bed and a small table. Morgan quickly stripped and jumped onto Casey who was laying spreadeagled in the bed. His cock slammed down into her cunt and began pumping furiously.

Casey grunted with each stroke, twining her legs around the general and squeezing him tightly. His lips met hers for the first time, sucking and demanding. His tongue shot into her mouth, to slither over hers as his hands encircled her, locking them in a snug embrace.

His loins pumped down against her, stuffing her hole full of meat again and again, until he came once more and spewed his juices up inside her belly.

She sucked him back to life easily. The excitement of seeing her suck in his entire cock right to the balls almost made him come immediately. Instead he pulled her mouth away, wanting to fuck her again.

He turned her around and pulled her to her knees then entered her from the rear.

Casey mewled like a cat in heat as his fuckpole slid into her cunt tube and began thrusting in and out.

She jabbed her ass back against him, meeting each thrust. Her breasts swung back and forth obscenely until his hands left her hips and slid down onto her hanging sacks to squeeze them tightly.

His groin slapped repeatedly, with a dull wet smacking sound against her sopping cunt mouth and groin, as his prick slid back and forth within her.

"Hot little slut!" he gasped.

"Pump that little ass!" he panted, slapping her jiggling ass cheeks.

His hands slid down onto her hips and began jerking her back and forth with greater speed and power as his cock churned away inside her belly.

Finally he moaned, as his cock erupted in hot wads of cum. He firehosed his jism deep into her guts as her clutching sucking cunttube gulped it all down ravenously.

Casey whimpered, then began to grunt and gasp in pleasure as she came again also. Her face and chest collapsed onto the bed as she hugged her arms tightly around her chest, squeezing her tit mounds tightly, and humped back against him.

Casey's apparent job here at the base, was to be General Morgans aide and secretary. He had a male officer to do all his work for him, though.

And Casey seldom had the time.

Since she was not assigned solely to the General, but had many other officers to please, she was normally up most of the night, and slept, when she could, in the day time. When she was called over to act as his secretary, it was normally either to be bent across his desk and fucked thoroughly, or to impress some visiting officer or dignitary.

One day, the General felt magnanimous towards a young sergeant. Casey didn't know why. She considered anyone not an officer, to be beneath contempt.

But this Sergeant, Dave was his name, had apparently done something that pleased the General, and as a result, Casey, and another girl, named Anne, were given to him for an evening.

He was eager to take advantage of that. When he brought the two naked girls back to his room, there were two other Sergeants waiting. "Jaysus!" one of them sighed, ogling Casey admiringly.

"Aint she somethin' Mark?"

"I'll say, an' this one aint bad either." He moved against Anne, who was an older girl, with large, proud breasts, and long, silky brown hair.

Both Dave, and Mark were around thirty or so, and very muscular and fit, as befitted Marine sergeants. Dave was at least Six-four, while Mark was probably just under six feet tall.

The third man was about forty or so. He had very short hair, a crew cut almost, and was beefy and going a little fat. "Nice little piece!" he breathed, his eyes feasting on Casey.

"She don't look big enough to take my cock." he said.

"My name is Jack, sweetheart." he squeezed her crotch roughly and laughed. He was shorter than the other two, and kind of skinny.

Hands grabbed her from behind, and pulled her around. She opened her mouth in startlement just as Dave's face came down against hers and his lips mashed into her.

His hands practically lifted her in the air as he bent over to kiss her, and jam his tongue between her lips.

His hands shot around her and down onto her cupcake buttocks, squashing the soft flesh between his big fingers. Casey squirmed in his grip as she felt a finger thrusting up into her still aching asshole.

"Hot little slut." Dave breathed.

He pushed her backward and Casey stumbled half way across the room until she banged against the dining room table. Dave unceremoniously lifted her up onto the table, shoving her backwards, and yanking on her legs to pull them up and open.

"I'm gonna plug this little fuckpad real good." he laughed. Casey's mewling protests, and feeble efforts at resistance went ignored as the others laughed and made disparaging remarks about Dave's manhood.

He dropped his pants to the floor and pulled down his jockey shorts to reveal a darkly reddish penis already swollen with blood. He gripped it in his hand and rubbed the head up and down against Casey's puffy little cunt mound.

Dave pushed his hard cockhead against Casey's tightly closed little cunt slit.

"Let's see how tight you are babe." Jack said to Anne. He slid his hand down her back and gripped her buttocks tightly. Anne giggled and turned toward him and the two kissed passionately.

Casey gasped as Dave's meaty prick pushed its way into her cunt tunnel, and he shoved forward. Six inches of cock slid down into her in one stroke. Dave heard the gasp, and looked her in the face with a ferocious grin.

"Like that baby? Wait for the rest of it ! I'm gonna fuck your tight little cunt till your ears leak with my cum."

"Promises promises." Mark snorted. He was standing at the side of the table. He grabbed hold of Casey's wriggling hands and held them above her head with one hand, as his other slithered across her breast meat, fondling and stroking the silky skin.

Dave grunted, and lurched forward again, slamming his cock, balls deep into the tight teenage pussy in front of him. "Jesus Christ this is a hot little cunthole !" he exclaimed. "It's liable to tear my prick right off!"

His hands held Casey's legs, high up on her thighs, his fingers completely encircled the girl's slim legs, and he used them as leverage to jerk her body forward and back as he began thrusting into her in earnest.

Jack had Anne down on her knees on the floor, and was positioning his hard erection at her cunt hole as she gasped and urged him on. Her tits hung down like cow udders as Jack skewered her with his prick.

Casey felt every inch of Dave's cock sliding in and out of her soft skinned cunt tunnel.

Her skin began to feel electric as Dave's prick rubbed back and forth against her vaginal lips and tiny clitty.

She turned her head to the side to see Anne getting fucked doggie style by Jack. She could see that, though he was smaller than the other two men, Jack had a very large penis, larger than the one Dave was thrusting in and out of her crotch hole. She was grateful that he was using it on Anne instead of her. She was'nt sure she could cope with something that big.

Her body was slipping back and forth on the polished table with the increasing force of Dave's fucking. His cock was ripping in and out of her little cunt with very short rapid strokes as Dave gasped in pleasure at her tightly clutching pussy walls.

"Man-o-man-o-man-o-man." he gasped, driving his cock far into the girl's slit. His hands shoved her legs backwards, up against her chest, thus making her cunthole even tighter against his pistoning meat. "I... love... this... cunt... !" he panted in time to his thrusts.

"Don't wear it out man." Mark grinned. Casey was fairly bouncing around on the table as her body was violently reamed and impaled by Dave's furiously fucking cockpole. His hips pounded against her splayed thighs, making the girl grunt in pain.

Then Dave drove his cock deep into Casey's burning cunt tunnel and stiffened all over. He stopped breathing as the waves of orgasmic ecstasy rushed over him. All feeling was centred in his penis as fuck juice spurted repeatedly out the tiny round tip and gushed down into the sucking depths of Casey's hungry cunt.

Then he collapsed forward onto the girl, his lips seeking hers in a tight embrace. His tongue slamming into her mouth to wriggle around like a live snake. His chest crushed her to the table, as his hands tore through her hair, and raced up and down her body.

He gave one final thrust, allowing the teenage crack tunnel to squeeze out the last of his cum before pulling his already softening prick out of her and staggering aside. "That is one tight little twat." he gasped.

Casey lay there unmoving as Dave leaned against the table to catch his breath. Her cunt was slightly aroused by the fucking. She had come here determined not to get excited around mere enlisted men, but time was starting to work against her. She could hear Anne groaning and moaning on the floor next to the table, and turned her head to see her and Jack still going at it like rabbits.

No... Like dogs... she had seen dogs fucking like that before on a sidewalk near her home. Anne was down on all fours as Jack half knelt behind her, half lay atop her, his cock ramming in and out of her cunt mouth.

Then her observations were interrupted as Mark stepped between her legs. He had removed all his clothes, unlike Dave who had merely dropped his pants down to his ankles. Fucking was a serious thing to Mark, and he intended to be properly prepared.

Casey sighed, and then looked casually downward between her spread legs. She gasped in surprise, and her eyes went wide. She looked closer, sure that she had made a mistake. Mark's cock was... was... she blinked in astonishment. "Like that, little girl?" Dave leered from beside his friend.

Mark's cock was not only enormous, easily fatter than her fist, and longer than anything she had yet been fucked with, but was painted, or tattooed. It was multicolored, and had little rings around it like a ruler, with numbers next to the rings.

Mark held it proudly upright for her examination. Each ring was about an inch long, and as she looked in stunned disbelief she counted, one... two... four... eight... ten... twelve... !" She gulped in fear, trying to edge backwards on the table. The two men laughed, and Mark rubbed his big prickhead against her hairless little cunt crack.

"Wait for us !" Anne and Jack had finished their fucking while Casey had been staring at the big cock sticking out from Mark's crotch. They scrambled tiredly to their feet, to stand around the table where they could get a good look at the contact between Mark's prick and Casey's slit.

Dave held her right leg far open, while Jack held her left. Anne moved to the other side of the table and grasped Casey's wrists, holding them above her head. Mark held his cock in both hands and pushed it's pointy tip towards the girl's cunt.

"GGGGAAARRRRGGGHHHHHHHH !!!" Casey groaned, as Mark pushed aside her cunt lips, ramming his cock head hard against her slit. Slowly, the monster cock penetrated the lightly oiled pussy. Bit by bit, as Casey gritted her teeth and struggled against the hands holding her, the cockhead penetrated her body.

She felt her cuntlips spread wider and wider, felt the enormous tension as the immense prong pushed into her, forcing her cuntlips further back, opening her cunt mouth to a diameter she had never imagined possible short of child birth.

Her mind spun with pain and fear as the cockhead pushed into her. She was sure her cuntlips would rip, that she would be torn open by the monstrous fuck pole. She heard a pleased gasp from the four adults, and the pressure on her cuntlips lessened slightly.

She looked down to see the cockhead enveloped by her cunt. Could, in fact feel it's swollen fullness inside her cunt tunnel. "Thats two." Anne breathed. Mark shoved forward, and Casey jerked against the hands holding her as more of the cock drove into her body.

"Three !" laughed Dave.

"Four!" Jack said.

"Five!" Anne giggled.

Casey felt like she was being ripped in half, like her groin was being cut apart, split up the middle by a horrible spear of pain that jammed itself ever further into her belly. Never had her cunt felt so tight, so full and bloated.

"Six!" "Seven !... Eight!... Nine!"

Her whole body was shivering and writhing against the table as Mark continued to press into her. His cock drove deeper and deeper into the small teenager's body, his powerful erection sliding into her crack like a snake pushing into a wormhole.

"Ten!... Eleven!"

She felt the cockhead ramming up against the end of her cunt pit, but still it thrust down into her. Like the irresistible force against the immoveable object, it continued to press harder and harder, until it seemed to slip past or to the side of whatever was blocking it and slammed up into an area of her guts she had never before felt.

She twitched and jerked spastically, her mouth whining and babbling in pain and woozy confusion.

"All the way !" a voice yelled.

"No he's not, theres still a bit left."

Ann slid her hand down to the join between the cock and pussy, her fingers going around Mark's prong, and her face bending forward to look from inches away.

"Give her to me!" Mark gasped.

They let go her arms and legs, which Casey no longer hand control over anyway. Mark lifted her off the table. His huge fingers slid around her waist, completely encompassing the thing body of the teenager. His fingers joined together around her back, and his thumbs pressed against each other over her belly button.

His hand then went around her ass and he jerked her up in the air against him. Casey's head lolled forward against his chest as he bent his body backwards, the girl still impaled on his upward thrusting monster cock.

He lowered his body slightly, bending his knees, then suddenly sprang upward, jerking the small teenager up in the air.

Six or seven inches of hard cockmeat was ripped out of her cuntmouth as Casey was yanked upward, then Mark, with the help of gravity, slammed the girl back down, even as he thrust upwards with his groin.

Casey screamed as the enormous fuck pole ripped up into her cunt tunnel and into her womb itself. Her groin came crashing down against Mark's, her legs flopping to the sides, her upper body slamming against his chest. There were gasps of disbelief and excitement from the others as they witnessed the impalement of the pretty blonde girl.

Mark bent again, then threw Casey upward. This time eight or ten inches pulled free of the constricting walls of her cuntal cavity.

Again she was jerked back downward, and violently impaled upon the massive penis. Again,... and again,... and again Mark threw the blonde up and jerked her down.

Casey was flung up and down like a lifeless rag doll. Her cunt was reamed and ripped by the monster cock she continually fell upon. Her mind was driven into a small corner, overpowered by the pain and shock of the forceful penetrations.

Yet roiling and tossing amid the maelstrom of pain was a churning windmill of sexual energy and heat, activated by the furious rasping, tearing movement of the prick within her.

Her cunt loosened, marginally. Girl juices poured down into her shocked fuck tunnel. Her arms, quite instinctively, locked around Mark's neck, trying to hold herself in place.

Her legs tried several times, before succeeding it folding around his waist. This lessened her movement as he flung her upward, but not by much.

Her groin continued to be jerked and yanked up and down. Her pussy was churned and squeezed by the prick embedded within it.

Mark fell backwards onto a chair, pulling the girl atop him. Her body dropped down onto his, her twat skewered as it enveloped his massive prong.

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