Okay. I'm going to say something here—well, actually a few somethings.
When I started writing this part, my intention had been to keep this story going as in real time as possible. Recently, that's become difficult, and the past three parts have had a couple of days break between their postings. That came about because, as I stated for Part 5A, real life came first a bit. As such, despite having been writing this story for nearly two weeks, the girls have only been here five days by the end of this part.
There is now another factor that's come into play, and to get a sense of what that is, I'll quote Rachel_t's comment from earlier in this thread:If you have each chapter be brutal rape and sex then the reader starts to become desensitised to it and it becomes just another sex scene.
Now this is in reference to what's happening beyond the fourth wall (i.e. in readers); however, at this point in the story, the same could be said of the characters. They've been raped at least twice a day already that they are becoming desensitised to it as well, hence the lack of screams in this part.
Since the daily actions are going to be so repetitive I'm not going to worry about the daily rapes after this part; it'll just be more of the same. I'll look at significant moments, but the rapes will be special occasions only. They are still happening, I'm just not going to write about them in any great detail.
Hopefully, this'll bring me back up to real-time again as well.
(Hopefully I've made sense there; I wrote this part half-tired.)
This story contains rape. The author does not condone it in real life.
It was cold and raining. Sophie, Rachel, Chris and CeCe were standing out in it, bent into minimalistic metal stocks. M'Butu was under an umbrella, dressed in full military regalia, brandishing a very large paddle with short spikes on it.
"You four were very defiant and disobedient to my men yesterday," he yelled at them, pacing up and down along the line. "Firstly, I find out that one of you chose to sleep in!" He brought the paddle down hard on CeCe's ass, making her scream out in pain.
"Please, it wasn't her decision; I insisted she sleep," Rachel pleaded.
"I heard," he stated. "And your decisions just made things worse." The paddle came down on Rachel's ass with the end of the sentence. "I make the rules here, not you!" He then focused back on the rest of the group. "Then I find out two of you tried to redirect the punishment onto yourselves. Very noble, I must say, but it doesn't change"—he smacked Chris's ass—"her punishment. It just gives us more people to punish." And he brought the paddle down on Rachel's ass again.
"Then," he continued, "as my men are doling out punishment on one of you, another one of you tries to interfere." He brought the paddle down on Sophie's asscheek on the final syllable; the shock made her jump and squeal.
"Now, when I come to collect you four ffor your punishment, I find two of you sleeping together. I have been kind to you, and provided each of you with a bed, and yet you choose to insult"—Rachel felt the paddle for the third time—"my hospitality!"—Chris also felt the paddle, and tears welled in her eye as she looked over at Rachel, who returned her look, mouthing to her, "I'm sorry"—"I'm going to keep you four here. If any of you speak or cry or move, I will have T'Shulu punish you all."
They didn't see freedom until after the end of breakfast, during which time T'Shulu had paddled them on average every half hour. As each of the soldiers finished their breakfast, they came over and simply slidtheir cock into one of the girls' mouth, cunt or anus, uncaring to any pain they were feeling. Once they were unlocked from their stocks, they all limped back to their hut; once inside, Chris collpsed on the floor in tears, the others huddling around her in consolation.
*****
The girls were looking out of the window at the soldiers as they were building something.
"What do you think it is?" CeCe asked.
"I don't know," responded Rachel, "but I'm betting it's going to be used on us." They all stepped away from the window, and sat on their mattresses, except Chris, who laid down on Rachel's while she massaged her ass.
"Your ass still hurt, Chris?" Sophie asked. Chris just nodded, and smiled when Rachel bent down and kissed each ass cheek, making her smile. Sophie looked at her sister. "How is it your ass isn't sore?"
"It is," Rachel replied. "I'm just ignoring it."
Chris raised an eyebrow and turned back to her lover. "Come on, your turn," she said, and immediately switched positions with Rachel. She then began massaging her ass, eliciting pleasured moans from her subject. "I am not going to let you go through today in pain."
CeCe and Sophie looked back out the window. The device the soldiers had been building was finished, and stood somewhat proudly in th middle of the courtyard. It seemed like a wooden table, although a hole had been cut out of one end, and a piece of wood with leather cuffs at each end was affixed to the center of the table. Another pair were situated on either side of the hole, and a third just below the band of wood. "Ummm, Chris, Rachel," CeCe said, "you may want to come see this."
*****
The girls had been herded out to the courtyard not long after the device was finished. It was pretty obvious that they were supposed to service the assembled soldiers. What was going to happen before that was new, though.
Chris was taken over to the wooden device and strapped down, her head sitting over the hole. Rachel was next, her wrists bound into the cuffs at the middle, making her look like she was about to lick Chris. The remarks made by the soldier who strapped her in confirmed ths: "Since you two like pleasing each other, M'Butu figured you might as well please us while you do so." With that, Chris's head was pulled down through the hole and a cock inserted into her mouth, while Rachel's pussy parted for another cock. Knowing what the men were wanting, she put her head down, and started eating.
Sophie and CeCe watched the perverse spectacle before being surrounded, separated and forced.
*****
The fucking lasted for a couple of hours, during which time Chris and Rachel go to swap positions, giving Chris a chance to clean out Rachel's cum filled cunt. They all walked back to the hut, slight, but not pronounced, limps on them. They were met at the door by the guards. "You," they told CeCe. "You are wanted in M'Butu's room."
*****
CeCe walked in t find M'Butu with another soldier, about the same age, talking. She recognised the other man.
"Come in," M'Butu greeted. "I believe you've met Lieutenant Hobaki." CeCe nodded her head. "He took a shine to you when you were servicing his men a couple of days ago, and wanted to see you again. So I invited him here tonight."
"It's a pleasure to see you again, little one," Hobaki said cordially, walking over to her. CeCe ws scared; he had been as relentless as the rest of his regiment in raping her while she was tied up. As such, the gentle yet forceful kiss he placed on her lips was an unexpected shock. She felt both enjoyment and terror from the act.
M'Butu took her waist in his large hands from behind her, and guided her back to him, making her sit on his lap so that his cock went up her asshole, an uncomfortable and reluctant intrusion. Hobaki held her face as she leaned back onto M'Butu. "Don't worry," he assured; "I'll be more gentle this time." And he slid his cock into her cunt.
