This one's a bit of a long one (at least for me), and deliberately so. I wanted to get in a whole day, simply.
In terms of where this will go, I have a few ideas, but by and large, I'm playing by ear. I want to hear from you guys what you want to see happen to our girls (and, of course, I especially want to hear from our victims, chrisrap22, Rachel_t, and CC00; since this story is essentially for them, their opinions will matter most to me).
Now, the warnings: This story contains rape. The author does not condone actual rape in real life. (Fantasies are fine, with well-defined and respected limits, but cross those limits, and it's out-and-out rape.)
Now, again, since the subject line is too short for the story codes...this story contains [takes a deep breath]
: M+/FFFF, MF, rape, bondage, interracial, gangbang, oral, anal, dp and airtight (by implication), and some slapping.
Their impromptu consolation session was rudely interrupted by the arrival of two men, their rifles hung by their sides. "All four of you, come with us," one of them ordered. "You're wanted." And immediately, the girls were taken by the arms and led out of their hut.
*****
The open space which they generously called a courtyard was muddy, yet still didn't seem to dirty the assembled soldiers' uniforms. The girls tried count how many there were present, but gave up after they got to thirty. "These men need entertainment, and you are to provide it," the soldier who had ordered them out told them.
"So we dance for them?" CeCe asked, feigning confusion, hoping (like the other three) that the alternative was not what he meant.
"No," he said, dispelling their hopes, "the men need relief, and you are to provide it. No go!" And he and his compatriot pushed the girls into the crowd.
Calloused hands moved roughly across their soft skins, wanting a piece of what they had to offer. The girls jerked away with each contact, trying to avoid the fate they knew was going to happen.
A cut-off scream made the rest of the girls turn around, as Sophie was grabbed by the hair and forced to kneel, her mouth filled with black cock. Chris was next, as her petite form was pulled by the hips into the crotch of another, forcing its owner's cock into her cunt. Rachel, sadly aware of what was eventually going to happen, knelt in front of two soldiers, taking one in her mouth while she masturbated another. CeCe watched on, shaking her head and crying, before being grabbed herself and laid on the ground, a soldier taking his position between her legs.
Over the course of three hours, cunts, mouths and asses were used and abused, often simultaneously. Cum was spilled in and on them, and every fighter present made a habit of coming back for a second or sometimes third go. Eventually, though, the soldiers stopped fucking their new slaves, and returned to doing whatever they needed to do, be it fixing barricades, cleaning weapons, or training, leaving the girls' broken, cum-filled and -covered bodies lying in the courtyard or their guards to pick up and deposit back in their shack.
After a few minutes of lying on the floor, Chris was the first to pick herself up, albeit sorely. She looked out the single shuttered window across the compound, trying to find somewhere she could wash. The only showers available were the soldiers' ones, which, while at least had walls and a door, were out in the open, meaning she would have to cross the courtyard to get to them.
Fuck it! she thought,
it's the only chance I'm going to get to have a decent shower. And she limped out of the shack, past the two guards, and across the courtyard to the first one that was open, closing the door quickly. She pulled the chain for the shower, and started washing herself with the soap-on-a-rope. The feeling of warm water hitting her skin was the first comfort she had felt since she had been brought here, ad she made good use of it.
She didn't hear the door to her shower stall open and close, but she did eventually meet her trespasser when she turned around. He gave a cheeky wave before pinning her arms above her head against the wall, almost making her stumble as she was pushed back. "Now it's just you and me in here," he whispered in her ear, "which means I get to do whatever I want to you, and not worry about anyone else." He pushed her arms down, making her kneel, then grabbed her hair, pushing her head into his crotch and forcing his cock down her throat.
She screamed around the cock, the sound only being muted, as he sawed away in her mouth, choosing to be neither gentle nor kind. His hard thrusts eventually capitulated in a solid one that buried his whole length in her throat, holding it there as cum spilled down it, making her cough and gag. Once he finished pumping cum down her eosophagus, he pulled out, and she quickly took gasps of refreshing air. As she tried to regain her composure from her oral ordeal, she was stood up and made to bend over, exposing her lower fuckholes for the soldier. He was quick to make use of them, her cunt first in line for use.
Chris couldn't believe what she was feeling. She had no sooner recovered from her facerape than she had to endure her cunt being ravaged again, used as a vessel for a man's meatsword, and hurting every time he thrust in with the same brutality as he had her mouth. She could feel him bottom out inside her, and still trying to force more in. The final hard thrust after several minutes made her squeal, as he filled her cunt with cum. He then pulled back out, and left her in the shower.
When she had finally gotten herself up to finish washing herself, she limped back to the shack, collapsing on the floor again. She told the other girls what had happened, and they all agreed to face the door while they washed. (They learnt later, when they went to have their own showers, that this piece of advice didn't really change anything.)
*****
Night came down on the camp, and M'Butu's frame filled the door. "One of you is going to have the honour of sharing my bed tonight," he told the girls as they sat up to face him. He looked around at the four naked women in front of him, before pointing at Sophie. "You. Stand."
Sophie stood on somewhat shaky legs. She was not keen on finding out what he had in mind. Two soldiers took her by the arms and pulled her out of the shack, while the other three looked on, stunned. M'Butu exited immediately after.
*****
M'Butu's room looked grand, compared to the shack she now called home. Animal skins lined the floor and bed, and heads were mounted on the walls. What caught her attention most was the large frame near one otherwise empty wall.
While she had been looking around, M'Butu had stripped himself, and now stood before her in his naked, muscular pride. She looked down and was shocked to find his turgid 11" cock staring at her. "Like what you see?" he asked, not really expecting any other answer than what he knew she was going to give.
"Y-yes," she stuttered, unsure as to whether she should be impressed or scared.
"I'm glad," he said, "because you're going to be servicing this all night." And he grabbed her hair and pulled her head down to it. She gingerly took it in her mouth, and was now forced to suck it while her captor facefucked her. He shoved as much as he could down her throat with each hard thrust, making her gag and beat and claw him. After the third time, he pullde her off his cock and slapped her, sending her hurtling to the floor. "You do not resist me, do you understand?" he yelled at her. Sophie nodded meekly. M'Butu pulled her up by the hair again, and returned to brutally throatfucking her.
For the next two hours, M'Butu used every one of her three fuckholes, spilling massive loads of cum into them every time. She felt stretched out and used by this time, but still had no idea what he had in mind next. M'Butu lifted her up off the bed over which she was laying, exhausted and broken, and carried her over to the frame, putting cuffs on her wrists and clipping them to two rings a fair distance apart.
Sophie became somewhat cognizant of what was happening when she felt something firm and flat hit her buttocks, and she screamed as she felt it hit her again. "This is for trying to fall asleep on me," M'Butu sternly told her with each thwack! of the paddle. She let out a small scream as she felt the hard rubber surface make contact with her asscheeks. "Please, stop!" she cried.
M'Butu did stop. "Do you promise not to doze off, or try to?"
"Yes." She heard the paddle hit the floor, and breathed a quiet sigh of relief.
M'Butu took hold of her hips, and thrust hard into her already sore and stretched cunt. The return of his cock to her well-used hole was not what made her wince in pain, but the contact between his body and her ass, as each thrust slammed them together. Another load was eventully deposited in her cunt, and he proceeded to rape her ass. This made her scream out again, as two kinds of pain shot through her body. He reached up, taking one of her E's in each hand, and mauled them, pinching and twisting the nipples every so often, adding another kind of pain to her torment.
He would switch between those two holes for another two hours before the pair retired to his bed, his monster cock firmly embedded in her cunt.
