Ravishment University
LITERATURE: Tales of Ravishment, Fantasy Rape Stories, BDSM and other erotic visions => Literature => Gang Rape => Topic started by: Bruiser7 on February 20, 2021, 07:20:47 AM
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Warning! You must be 18 or over to read these stories of rape and non consensual sex. If you do not like such stories, or if such stories are illegal or regulated in your locality, please leave now. We don't advocate rape or non-consensual sex. This is only a story, a work of literary fiction, and if you do not understand the difference between reality and fantasy, read no more. Rape is a heinous crime and the penalty is many years in prison. Persons who commit rape are despised everywhere. But these fantasies are permitted, so long as real people are not hurt, in the interest of furthering artistic and educational discussion.
Some little underage stuff suggested in one character's fantasies.
Western Kosovo, district of Gjakovë. April 16th 1999.
Séverine Duclos, war correspondant for Le Parisien, wanted to be the first on the spot to interview local people about the bombing from two days ago near the town of Gjakovë. She was anxious to have the interviews written down and sent to her bosses in Paris; it would be a great move for her résumé! She couldn’t think of anything else as Philippe Marseille, her cameraman, drove their rental car -- a small orange Lada -- in a narrow, war-torn winding road somewhere in the deep countryside. He was angry at her, as they should have waited two more days for things to settle down in the area, which was teeming with Serbian troops who could be a little unpredictable. He was nervous, yet knew their officers could be easily bribed and he had plenty of American dollars in his wallet.
As they turned into a straight stretch of road overlooked by majestic trees, about six or seven hundred meters ahead of them, he spotted a roadblock formed by a large military truck with many soldiers, most certainly Serbian. "C’est ici… Tourne à droite, Philippe. Oui ici !" (Here, Philippe… Turn right. Yeah turn right now!)
Philippe braked and turned right into a narrow sandy trail that went by a small farmhouse and into a field. This was the shortcut she told him they'd take to avoid the road checkpoint right before the village where they were headed. He noticed that the farmhouse had been abandoned. Not good! Not good at all! And the soldiers he saw down the road seemed to be a great many. "C’est pas normal, ça !" (This is weird!) he said to Séverine and he stopped the car. “I think this is getting too dangerous. I think we should go back and wait until...” “No! No! No!” she answered in a frantic voice. “I’ve invested too much in this, and we’re almost there! Please drive on! Drive on! And stop worrying. Our papers are in order and we are French subjects! These soldiers aren’t that stupid!”
As she admonested him, he looked at her. She was a very cool brunette with long hair and sparkling brown eyes, fair skin and of a slender figure with well-formed hips and small-to-average perky breasts. He had been working with her for five years and had a secret desire for her. Many times he had thought of Séverine’s perky breasts as he fucked his girlfriend and pictured himself raping Séverine right on her desk as he forcefully cummed. Now they were alone in the middle of nowhere; Séverine’s perky breasts taunted him beneath the black tight-fitting elbow-sleeve shirt that she was wearing under her wide-open jeans jacket, along with same-color blue jeans. She was so fucking hot! Why not? Why not make a pass at her as they were alone? Perhaps she would love it... He really needed to stop being so unconfident with the women he liked.
“Come on Philippe! Let’s go!” Severine’s impatient voice snapped him out of his daydream. He drove on. Why did he always have to be too shy with women? Life would be really something else if he were bolder. To her, he was just a coworker and nothing more, or such was his impression. Yet she didn’t have a boyfriend. He knew as much and he also knew her love life was pretty much inexistent, but he also knew she wasn’t gay nor anything like that. She was just plain work-oriented. Yes, he needed to get bolder; changing girlfriends for Séverine would be fucking awesome! He drove on, trying to put his focus back on the road where it belonged.
“As I told you Philippe, we just have to cross this hilly field for about two kilometres and then we turn left... the village will be right there two kilometres off! We made it!” She said smiling in her wonderful feminine voice. Philippe looked at her sideways. His eyes catched sight of her black-top covered breast shapes and he suddenly felt a strong boner building up between his legs as he drove on. Why not stop here and start kissing her? He had never done anything like that in his whole goddam life and he was 35 years old! Life was too short to be the nice guy!
Lieutenant Matija Bukvić smiled through his binoculars as he observed the small orange car turn right and into their trap in the middle of the field. But then, much to his dismay, the car stopped. "Shit!" He immediately let down his binoculars and spoke into his walkie-talkie : "Sergeant! You and your men, climb in the truck right now and move as fast as you can to block them! Yes, the small farm track… Yes!" He immediately took back his binoculars and resumed his watch. The car at once resumed its bobbing slow progress in the middle of the field. The Lieutenant felt relief. They would slope down the hill and then climb back up and they’ll see them too late, with his other men in the truck blocking their way at the farm. And they had nowhere else to go but forest on either side of the field. They were screwed!
He called his Sergeant again : "All right. Just stay out of sight at the farm. Everything is going just as planned. We’ll have something very special to remember tonight! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Looking at their orange prize through his binoculars again, he smiled… "Yeah! This is them all right! This pesky little French journalist who’s asking too many questions and who thinks she is so much better than us! We’ll teach her some manners!" The guys at the checkpoint near Ramoc did their job and had signaled their uncoming. He called them and suggested they climb in their jeep so they could come over and have their share of the booty!
To his right, he looked at his personal photograph. He nodded. He was ready.
They waited for what seemed an eternity. Then at last the car cleared the slope and was bobbing its way toward them. Two of his men signalled them to stop, their assault rifles at the ready. The car stopped near them and the driver started arguing while showing his papers. They motioned him to get out of the car... NOW! “Check them! Make sure they have no concealed material!... And you too girl! Get out of the car!”
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Séverine stepped out and calmly confronted the nearer soldier, showing her French passport and her journalist’s papers.
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The Serbian soldier quickly looked at her papers, then he put an authoritative hand on her shoulder and motioned her into bending over the car hood as he must search her for concealed items.
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Séverine complied, trying her best to stay composed, but her legs started shaking and she was scared to death. Something was clearly off! Then she suppressed a scream as she felt the soldier’s hands touching her butt and moving up through her loins and toward her breasts, in a very inappropriate manner... At the same time, much against her will, her body reacted in its own special way at this manly contact; this was the first time in three years that a man was touching her on her butt and fondling her breasts in such a meaningful way. She knew better and said nothing; it was always safer to stay calm. Much to her surprise in such a dangerous and tense context, she felt herself getting a little wet between her legs.
Upon seeing Séverine bent over the hood, Philippe angrily rushed at the soldier holding her. This was a big mistake. The soldier grabbed Séverine's hair and held her in place while he defended himself against the French man with his free hand.
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Then the second soldier was on him and he smashed the back of his head with his rifle butt. Philippe went down and they both pummelled him unconscious while Séverine made a futile attempt at defending him.
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Lieutenant Bukvić handcuffed Philippe’s hands behind his back, so when he would regain consciousness, he’d have nothing to do but watch what they’d be doing with this French pretty girl. He looked at Séverine and smiled. Yeah! Very pretty stuff! The guys at the checkpoint didn’t lied. She was indeed a young attractive foreign woman! He told his photograph to take the best shots. He always had pictures taken of him and his men raping their victim; blurry pictures in black and white; he just loved the blur. To him, it suggested the movement and action as the men had their way while the helpless woman struggled in her vain fight to escape! What's more, such blurred pictures couldn't amount to very strong evidence if they ever ran into some complications. They had done this a lot over the last months, with local women. Now this was different: she was a French journalist and they were going to take good care of her!
TO BE CONTINUED.
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Love the naivety of Séverine, as if any army man is going to care if she a journalists! Hell I would be surprised if they didn't have her report her own rape from start to finish! Can't wait to read more nd merit awarded from me!
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Love the naivety of Séverine, as if any army man is going to care if she a journalists! Hell I would be surprised if they didn't have her report her own rape from start to finish! Can't wait to read more nd merit awarded from me!
Thanks!
No the soldiers won't give a fuck about her being a journalist and she is going to taste their dicks and cum.
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Looking forward to part 2.
+merit
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As Philippe lay unconscious on the ground, the men laugh and seize Séverine who starts screaming at the top of her voice...
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“Non! Non! Arrêtez! Noooooooooooooon!” (No! No! Stop this! Noooooooooooooooo!). They ignore her, keep laughing and jeering while they start attacking her clothes. The Lieutenant and his photograph enjoy the show, camera clicking and clicking again, as the two Serbian soldiers start pulling up her black shirt and undoing her blue jeans while Séverine tries pointlessly to fight them off, her shrill screams sailing out to nowhere in the vast Kosovar sky.
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The men quickly have her shirt rolled all the way up and with a loud groan of contentment, the Corporal violently yanks off Séverine’s white bra and her perky white breasts come out in a flash of girl skin glory under the bright sun.
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“Oh yeah!” says the Lieutenant... “She’s hot as hell! I can’t wait to fuck this little French bitch!!!”
The French woman tries desperately to wiggle and squirm her way out of the men's iron grasp, but to no avail... She bawls louder, even shriller and starts sobbing as the jeering men keep savagely undressing her with their rugged hands... “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh! Nnnnnooooooooooooo! Nnnoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Aaahhhaahhhhaahhhaaaaahhhhhhahhhhahahhhhhhhhhhhhh hhhhhhhhhh!” All her shrill screams and sobbing are of no avail against her captors revealing more and more of her gorgeous body... The men start to take off their kakhi field shirts, for the weather is getting hot. It will be so much fun to stuff this foreign journalist with their dicks!
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They had her pants partly down, her white panties in plain sight, as the Lieutenant quickly rushed at her and started to suck her firm tits while one of his men had her arms in a vicelike grip. The Serbian countryman, now officer, sucked the French woman’s breasts while cupping and squeezing them with both hands, as he enjoyed her shrill screaming so close to his ears. Hhhmmmmmmmmmmmmm! She really tasted good; her boobs and tits tasted fresh and salty, all with a tinge of her perfume... While she kept screaming "Nooooooooooo! Nnnooooooooooooooooo!" he engulfed her left tit in his mouth, feeling under his tongue the tender nipple now hard and erect against her will, covering it with his saliva and enjoying the squirming and screaming of the French woman's utter distress... Delicious! Oooohhhh! She's got so beautiful and tasty boobs! He kept enjoying Séverine’s breasts for a while, then he stepped back to let his men finish her undressing. He got rid of his pants and let his massive erection stand out. "We're all gonna rape her! YEAH!"
The Corporal took off Séverine’s pants as his teammate cupped her breasts from behind, the woman screaming all the time and calling them all sorts of foul names in her native French.
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Then the Corporal takes off Séverine’s shoes and socks, as the Lieutenant prefers barefoot victims to be raped at will; this is always a big turn-on for him and many of his men as well. Local Kosovar women usually have very beautiful feet, and this French journalist is a serious contender in that department!
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Indeed, the Lieutenant starts salivating and feels his dick getting even harder as he sees Séverine’s dainty feet, all soft silky white skin with a tinge of rosy at her heels and soles. WOW! Séverine’s soles quickly get stained with Kosovar dirt as she vainly tries to stop his men, who presently yank away her jeans jacket. “You won’t need this now, sweetie!”
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Séverine was now getting tired, as the Private had her arms outstretched and presented her his nascent erection while she kept sobbing and protesting... “Ahhhh! Nooo! Let me go! Noooooooooooooo! ... Please please doooon’t!...”. Then she sobbed and screamed louder as she felt the Corporal yanking her panties off, revealing her patch of cunt hairs that looked black against her white sunlit skin.
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She then frantically screamed, sobbed, squirmed and wiggled in the men’s iron grasp as the hard reality hit her hard: she was going to get brutally gang-raped, in the middle of the field alongside their rental car, next to her unconscious coworker who had been powerless to protect her, and there was nothing to be done to prevent this! There wasn’t any Liam Neeson who was going to save her from these unruly soldiers, for this was real life and no movie. She knew this all too well as a journalist. She was royally screwed!
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And much to her unfathomable shame, her body was taking a life of its own: she felt her breasts swelling, her nipples fully erect, her cunt all wet. She had no sex for the last three years and her sex life had been pretty darn dull, stitched with sporadic boyfriends, who were handsome, but bereft of any imagination in the bedroom or elsewhere for that matter. While she was horrified out of her wits, her body seemed to anticipate the rush of being taken and gang-fucked by this bunch of horny Serbian soldiers, who were basically a bunch of uneducated country men. She often took a somewhat condescending tone when she wrote about them, and now it looked like they were getting back at her in a powerful and unstoppable way. They had her! She was their whore! She was familiar with typing the expression "systematical rape by Serbian troops"; now she was going to learn its real meaning. She was also going to TASTE it in the form of cum-emitting Serbian dicks.
Then the kneeling Corporal stuck his cock out of his pants. He spat on it to lube it some and then he violently spread apart Séverine’s legs...
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He then took off his pants, quickly and efficiently like a true rape veteran, and moved himself between her legs like he always did, oblivious of her frantic screams, and he quickly got his cock hard and ready by masturbating and rubbing it against her dark cunt hairs, then he found her entrance and with a loud groan of joy he forcefully made his way inside her vagina as she screamed out her utter shame and despair against the tranquil sky of April... "Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!" And she sobbed and bawled again and again as the soldier-rapist started forcefully pounding her with his mouth panting while grunting his unrestrained glee at raping this haughty foreign journalist! "Now! Aaahhrrr!... Ahhhrrr! ... We're now putting you ... Ahhhrrr!... In your place, you fucking bitchy French whore! Ahhrrrr!... Ahhrrr!... Yeahhhhrrrr!" he said in his native Serbian. This was a LOT more fun than raping local girls! He greatly enjoyed hearing her hopeless screams of pain and horror... "AAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh! Noooooooooooooooo... Ahhhhaaaaahhhh... Rrrrrhhhhhaaaaaahhhhhaaaaahhhhhaaaaaaaaaahhhhhaaa aaa!!!!"
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As he pounded her hard and heavy with his throbbing weiner, the Corporal looked intently into her eyes! “Ahhrrr!... Ahhhrrr!... Ahhhrrr! ... Oh yeah! Little French bitch!... Ahhrrr!... Now! Now!... Ahhhrrr!... Ahhhrrr!... We’re putting you in your place! Ahhhrrrr!...Take this! This! And this! Ahhhrrr!” He said in his native tongue. And he kept on pounding and ramming her with great delight as the Private firmly held Séverine’s wrists against the ground as she frantically screamed in utter despair and horror.
The Lieutenant really enjoyed watching her breasts bouncing as Séverine got rocked and shaken under the man’s violent hip thrusts, her head moving from side to side as she protested against a rape she was powerless to stop and her coworker had been powerless to prevent. He reminded the Corporal to focus on her entrance and not to pound her too deep, for they meant to give her the shame of feeling pleasure as they gang-raped her. They were very seasoned rapists and took great pride in it. Gang-raping was an art from start to finish. At the end of the day, this haughty French journalist will have tasted all his and his men’s dicks and semen. She was getting a good, hard lesson in humility! In her case, this was what the doctor ordered.
He saw the military truck coming by and then fifteen eager soldiers jumped off it to join in and enjoy the show. Soon, the guys from the checkpoint in Ramoc would also be there. She’ll have some 20 men at her personal service for the whole day! A full platoon! Wasn’t she lucky, this little French girl? This would be an exclusive interview with the harsh wartime realities; a first-hand field experience. They’ll have her write a full detailed account of her own gang-rape. Perhaps she’d win a Pullitzer prize out of it! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! He joked about it with the photograph. “Perhaps we should send her all these photos so she can better remember us! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!” “This is a fucking great idea! You see this in Paris-Match!? Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!” All the nearby men had a great laugh as they watched screaming Séverine getting fucked by the Corporal, her back against the Kosovar ground, her wrists firmly held by the Private, her body and breasts rocked and shaken under his forceful hip thrusts. Wow! The Corporal was really drilling her!
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"Learn Private! Learn! See how he is drilling his dick inside her and then pumping it nearer her entrance so she unwillingly gets wetter... This is how you properly rape a woman to show her how hard and good our Serbian dicks are! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" The Private laughed too as he enjoyed watching Séverine's French-cream white breasts bouncing, free of all restraint under the Kosovar sun... He was very eager to fuck her with his hard Serbian dick. Gang-raping her was absolutely delicious! He knew he was going to cum very hard inside her!!!
TO BE CONTINUED.
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Nicely written!
Pity her cameraman is missing all the fun ;-)
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Nicely written!
Pity her cameraman is missing all the fun ;-)
Thanks! Oh, he's gonna regain consciousness later! ... and watch the Serbian soldiers emptying their balls inside her gorgeous coworker. She is getting all their dicks and cum over hours upon hours of Serbian field action!
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Presently, the Corporal was panting loud, then suddenly his body seized up and he let out a wild, deep and strong GROAN of pure bliss as he forcefully released his load of cum deep inside the sobbing French journalist... “Ahhhhhhhhrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhaahhrrrrrrrhhhhhh!” Oh boy! What a shit-load of cum!!! This felt really, really fucking GOOD!
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Then the Private quickly took off his field shirt and immediately took over as they moved her closer to the car, where the raping would be more comfortable; he undid and lowered his pants, stuck out his granite-hard boner and then knelt down and ruthlessly placed himself atop of her, inserted his manhood into her cum-drenched pussy and finally grabbed both her wrists to resume Séverine’s ordeal with a barrage of his own hip thrusts as he speared his dick inside her while the Corporal also knelt, grabbed her head and tormented her with his cum-dripping dick against her face... “Yeah you little French pussy queen! You’ll have lots of this to write about tonight! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!...”
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From where he stood the Lieutenant had an awesome view on Séverine’s beautiful and feminine feet as she was getting fucked by her second soldier of the day while she kept sobbing and wailing under the jeers and laughs of the entire Serbian platoon. The Lieutenant moved closer, knelt down and took one of Séverine's feet in his hands and started to lick it, tasting the girly sweat spiced with some country dirt; Ooooooh! It was so delightful! Oh dear! Raping and tasting this French girl was so much fun! He felt his dick beyond rock-hard, ready to burst between his legs!
Now, Philippe was regaining consciousness. He slightly opened his eyes and he saw what his ears didn’t want to believe. Séverine, beautiful sweet Séverine, was getting brutally gang-raped by all these soldiers. The fucking bastards! He felt so angry! He wanted to KILL them all!!! Too bad he wasn't Jason Statham and this was real life in war-torn Kosovo... But something filled him with great shame: he had a massive erection building up as he watched Séverine’s naked body -- except for her fully rolled-up black top -- getting rocked and shaken under the men’s ruthless assaults. A dark part of him felt like joining them in gang-raping her. Oh what an unspeakable shame! Yet he intuitively knew he would ejaculate quickly and very hard inside Séverine in this testosterone-charged setting...
Under the second man’s dick thrusts, Séverine felt the painful horror of being robbed of something most precious. They took something dear from her; something she kept for men who met her exceedingly high standards. Yet her pussy had been wet even as the first soldier had entered her and his dick had went home without too much physical pain. The acute pain was all emotional. Her vagina and entire body sent her waves of pleasure as her whole body was being rocked by dick ram upon dick ram upon dick ram, and she intensely felt her rapist’s grip against her wrists, hearing the voice of the other man taunting her and the unreal proximity to his cum-dripping dick, and now she had some Serbian semen on her cheek and her vagina kept sending even stronger waves of physical arousal in every fibre of her sweating body. She was now trying hard to suppress her nascent moans through her nonstop and hysterical screaming. She must not give these men the satisfaction of her moaning! "Noooooooooo! Please! Stop!!! Nnnnnaaooooohhh!"
But it was no use. She felt her now-swollen breasts bouncing from the men's raw power and the fresh April breeze against her sweaty boobs and hardened nipples. Whenever the other man caressed her tits, she felt pleasure there too. He wasn’t hurting her. It seemed he was trying to pleasure her while he enjoyed her breasts. She also noticed that her second rapist, like the first one, refrained from pounding her too deep and kept a forceful pumping action nearer her entrance, where all her pleasurable nervous endings were located. It was becoming increasingly hard to keep herself from moaning. She clenched her teeth and kept her mouth shut as she felt the second man’s warm load of cum flooding her deep. As she heard the Private's satisfied groan, experienced the warmth of his plentiful semen and felt the Corporal's hands skillfully frictioning her breasts, she let out a feeble, yet audible moan...
“Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! You hear this? She likes it! She likes it!” said the Lieutenant to his men. Then in English, he taunted her: “So you like it, you little French mademoiselle? You’ll see, we’re very experienced lovers and we’ll make you forget about your boyfriend in Paris. Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! ... OK. My turn now!”
Séverine felt herself being lifted off the ground. One sturdy Sergeant held her arms firmly in place over her head as the strong and tall Lieutenant moved in front of her, spread her legs and inserted his large-girthed dick inside her vagina; then he grabbed her hips and completely lifted her off the ground. He then impatiently inserted his erect manhood inside her richly lubed vagina, he did this very swiftly and efficiently, and finally he started fucking her hard and good as her thighs bounced against his flanks. He absolutely loved to rape a woman in this position; the woman didn’t touch the ground at all and was entirely in their virile power! He speared and drilled his dick deep inside her, enjoying her continued and futile shrill screams, and her delicious French-spoken protests where he could make out the word "ambassade", as he contemplated her gorgeous perky breasts bouncing and shaking from his own hip action, her delicate pink nipples wet from the men’s saliva.
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Ahhhrrr! Raping this little French cupcake here in the middle of a Kosovar field was some real entertainment! All this under broad daylight! Ahhhhh yeah! She was a very, very good fuck! Some day, he ought to visit Paris.
TO BE CONTINUED.
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Then the Lieutenant started to ram her less deep and increased the pace so she would feel as much pleasure as possible. He did this like a boss! There was nothing he liked more than his victim’s moaning’s sounds as she mounted a climax against her will, getting raped in a more profound way. This was mixed with some feeling of shame he still retained whenenever he raped a girl or woman; a part of him recalled how life was a 10 or 15 years ago in Sarajevo. In those years, he would have met this French woman, introduced himself and invited her for a chat in a café and start dating her if she wished so; then he would have given her loads of pleasure. One constant he had between his former life and his present one was that he absolutely loved to give women pleasure. “Now! Little French Miss! Tell me you like this! You like my dick inside you, don’t you!? ... Ahhhrrrr! .... AhhhRRRR!!!...”
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“Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!! Pll... ease! ... Aaaaahhhhhhh!... Arrêtez ! Je vous en prie ! Non !!! (Stop! Please! I beg you! No!!!)” she did her best at screaming to mask her shame, as her head was revolting against her brutal gang-rape, but her fuck-shaken body felt all funny and the waves of pleasure became more powerful each time she got hammered by the Lieutenant, feeling her breasts bouncing and her head bobbing against the sturdy Sergeant’s chest. She felt all the men’s virile strength unleashed upon her and she couldn’t keep her bodily senses from being pleasured by this rush of unrestrained sexual savagery. The fact was, she had actually masturbated a few times, picturing in her mind that a group of these Serbian soldiers were savagely gang-fucking her by the roadside, near a roadblock, each man having his turn with her and loudly groaning as he cummed inside her... and this fantasy had given her much moaning and bliss. Now she was getting it for REAL! She was panicked and horrified, yet she was aroused against her will!
As his arms got tired, the Lieutenant placed Séverine’s delicious feet over his shoulders and resumed his beastly pounding. "Oh! Yes! YES! YES! YES!... AHHHRRR! AHHHRRRR! OOHHH YESS! OH THIS IS GOOD! .... OOHHHHHHH!!!!! ... You ... Ahhhrrrrr! ... You are very very beautiful little Miss! I regret not having met ... Ahhhrrr! Not having met you in Sarajevo back in better times... Ahhhrrr! ... Ahhhrrr! Oohhhhh she's fucking GOOD! Oh YES! ... Oh YESSSS! YESSSS!!! AAARHHH!!!! Ah the French girl!!!! Yeahhh! ... Ooohhhh Miss! Mademoiselle... You're so fucking hot!”
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There was sincerity and honesty in the Lieutenant’s voice and this startled Séverine. She felt very ashamed at feeling that his words had just enhanced her taboo pleasure! For a second, she forgot her predicament as her journalist’s mind took over and the idea of a great article began to take shape; she would write about the guilt some Serbian soldiers feel when they rape ethnic Albanian women... But... But... All of a sudden she remembered that it was HER who was presently gang-raped. This Serbian officer, the man now force-fucking her... He was very adept at pumping his dick in her most sensitive pleasure centres, and unfortunately for her pride, she was indeed very subject to vaginal orgasm... And presently she felt a powerful jolt of bliss coursing from her cunt throughout her entire body, right into her female soul, and she let out a loud moan... AAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh! ...
Then she tried to suppress it by shutting her mouth, but her moans were now unstoppable; they found their way out of her panting lips as she heard the Serbian officer groaning in animal satisfaction at hearing her pleasure and enjoying her tight and well-lubed vagina. She felt his thick throbbing dick forcefully stimulating her pleasure centers as his pounding continued tirelessly like a powerful, unstoppable train making its way deep inside the Kosovar remote countryside. Her head continued bobbing against the Sergeant holding her arms as he enjoyed contemplating her shaken naked breasts as he spoke in broken English... "The little French Miss, she likes it here in Kosovo! She likes it... Very, very much!!! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! ... Now... Miss... We all fuck you!!! We are MEN! Soldiers of Serbia!!! All for you little French Miss! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! ..."
She heard all the Serbian platoon jeering and cheering as the Lieutenant kept grunting his everlasting satisfaction at fucking her. Something cold and wet suddenly spilled all over her bouncing breasts. It smelled like beer!? It was bear! She felt mouths against her tits and tongues licking them as the Lieutenant kept pounding her relentlessly and shaking her entire body while two men licked the beer they had generously spilled on her French breasts. The sour beer smell added to her general feeling of being utterly overwhelmed by their virile power! She moaned once more as she felt the Lieutenant's dick drilling her vagina, again, again, again... and again!!! "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh! Oooooooooooooohhh! ... Nnooohhhh! St... St'p this!!! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!"
"Yeah! Yeah! Hrrrr!.... Hrrrr! .... Hrrrr! ... This fucking French journalist! We are now FUCKING-FUCKING HER AND IT'S SO DAMN FUCKING GOOD! And nothing could prevent it!!!! Ahhhrrrrrr! ...." The platoon commander loved doing this!!!
The Lieutenant was a long-laster. He sure looked tough. He began to frantically fuck her with crazy speed without any sort of restraint, and then she felt her pleasure intensify tenfold and it was like thousands of fireworks bursting in tiny electric waves on every inch of her body as she let out a suppressed scream of ecstasy... "HHhmmmmmmhhhaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! .... Oh mon dieu ! Je viens d’avoir un orgasme dans les bras de ces salauds ! (Oh my God! I just had an orgasm in the arms of these bastards!)”
“Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!... Mission accomplished M’am!... Ahhhrrrrr!!!! ... Ohhhh! You’re so GOOD!!!” Then the wicked Lieutenant slowed down his pace, his arm muscles burning from the effort of holding her, but panting and iron-determined to give her his very best and show his men how it’s done. He had a wager going with his platoon Sergeant, who was presently firmly holding Séverine’s arms: who between them was going to last longest?
Séverine felt once again a titanic wave of unstoppable pleasure surging deep within her and taking hold of every small inches of her panting body, as her body was violated, seemingly forever, under the Serbian sun... She let out a loud groan mixed with a protest... "NOOOHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaHHHHHHHHHH!!!"... as she strongly climaxed for a second time in the arms of the Lieutenant. The bastard! Her second orgasm of extraneous origin in just one day while she had none the previous ten years! (Yes, her boyfriend when she was 16 was an incredible lover; it’s a shame she let him go; she should have known better.)
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Then Lieutenant Matija Bukvić went into rape-frenzy mode and quickly reached his climax, pounding her frantically in open-mouthed ecstasy as he let out a furious groan of unmitigated glee and finally reached a climax that amounted to a massive geiser of unstoppable jism; he utterly flooded the French journalist’s vagina and bellowed a loud victory scream… "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR RRR!!!! Yeah, the French journalist! We won… Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!! Oooooohhhh… She’s so fucking GOOD! Oooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh! Can’t believe it! OH FUCK! MAN, SHE’S REAL GOOD FUCKING, THIS FRENCH GIRL… AHHHHHHRRRRRRRRR! ...!"
The Lieutenant exited the raped journalist and suddenly let out another wild burst of semen that shot out all over her belly and some of it reaching her delicate white breasts. Then one 50-something Master-Corporal frictioned her boobs…
“Yeah... Like this! Now our pretty French journalist is ready to be fucked again! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!...”
“Oh, but let’s pour some more beer on her... Like this! Yeah! Now she’s wet and sweet! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!...”
Men assaulted Séverine’s beer-drenched breasts as she panted, the Lieutenant's goo dripping from her cunt, and then she felt her legs seized by yet another soldier-rapist. This other rape was a repeat play of the previous one: a young soldier, almost a teen boy, held her arms in his wiry strong grip, one of his teen hands on her right boob, while the big, strong Sergeant who had been holding her arms – it was his turn now – began furiously pounding her with his big meaty dick.
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This time, the pounding was very deep and brutal with no thought whatsoever for her own pleasure. She endured the ordeal, her body ruthlessly shaken and her head bobbing against the young soldier’s chest as the muscly Sergeant kept grunting like a mountain gorilla! He mounted her like a beast, furiously and angrily, as if she had done something very wrong against him. He kept at it for a good 10 minutes, as the adrenaline of the moment fuelled his unstoppable erection and intensified his pleasure tenfold! Séverine felt his full girth plow her female ground at full steam, backing off and then heavily and forcefully going back all the way in as her entire body shook from his pelvic impact! She moaned and sobbed in deep pain, and she surprised herself at missing the Lieutenant’s dick, as he had been a much less painful rapist. Then the big dirty Sergeant suddenly finished... he released his big load of steaming Serbian sperm and screamed out loud his bursting explosion... “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRR!!! ... I’ll give you a Serbian son! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!...rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrhhhhhhh...” he said in his native language as he exited her cum-dripping pussy, his legs wobbly from his intense orgasm. The Lieutenant was right; this French journalist was a REAL good fuck! But who had won the wager? Him or his platoon commander?... In all honesty, he had to say that the Lieutenant had lasted longer inside her pussy!
He took a beer, drank some and spilled all the rest on Séverine's breasts and greatly enjoyed sucking her beer-drenched tits, feeling the hard nipple under his lips and tongue, all cold and wet with beer; then he engulfed the whole beer-flavored boob in his open mouth as the teen soldier behind her kept holding her arms fast with his hand on her other boob. She was owned! And owned big time by the Serbian troops!
TO BE CONTINUED.
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Very fucking hot!
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All caught up with this. Story is progressing logically , can't wait for then to start using all her holes at once! merit from me!
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Very well done, Bruiser!
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Very fucking hot!
Thanks! Glad you're enjoying this story!
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All caught up with this. Story is progressing logically , can't wait for then to start using all her holes at once! merit from me!
Thanks! This is a really fun story to write. The scenario is very simple. Here, the real turn-on for me is Séverine's naive feeling of immunity getting brutally crushed as she shares the same fate as the local girls these Serbian soldiers usually prey on. There's also the sexual tension present right at the start due to her cameraman having secret fantasies on her; of course, no one ever has fantasies on a coworker, but this is a work of fiction and everything is fair game (lol).
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Very well done, Bruiser!
Thanks! This story is a real turn-on to write. Taking a Westerner cutie, supposedly immune from such incidents (as they usually have us believe in Hollywood movies -- lol), and getting her owned and trashed by some local troops in remote parts is always a hot topic. I got inspired by a video where a couple gets molested by two soldiers. The video is low resolution (360p) so I had the idea of using black & white and coming up with something to explain why the images are blurry; nevertheless, I think the images do add something and give a better feel of the trashing Séverine gets from the Serbian platoon!
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Then they had her standing; the Sergeant, facing her, forced her to bend over and suck his dick dry, threatening her to shoot her cameraman dead if she didn’t comply without as much as thinking of biting him. The French journalist reluctantly opened her mouth to take this throbbing meat... "Open more! Open more!" the Sergeant ordered in his broken English. She obediently opened her mouth and suddenly she felt totally stuffed by the Serbian meat and fought to breathe as the grunting Sergeant forcefully grabbed her head and violated her sensual mouth, accessing a fuck hole that Séverine had never given to any man, except her boyfriend from 10 years ago.
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While she began to suck the 40-something Sergeant, the muscly teen soldier behind her expertly inserted his dick inside her; he then firmly grabbed both her wrists and began fucking her standing doggystyle, pulling her arms for added leverage; she couldn't help but notice how much a veteran he was in these things, in spite of being so very young; he clearly had done this many times before. He rammed her with great delight, grunting and groaning his utter satisfaction at fucking this French cutie. "A French journalist... What a booty! And she's so fucking hot!" he thought. She indeed had a gorgeous, firm ass and slender legs, spotless and delightful to look at. Séverine was very, very fuckable! There were some 15 Serbian soldiers who were impatiently waiting for their turn while enjoying the show.
Philippe her cameraman was watching all the scene with wide-open eyes and open-mouthed lust; he was uncontrollably making hip thrusts as if he had been the teen recruit fucking Séverine and he no doubt would have been masturbating if his hands weren't cuffed behind his back. He was nonetheless on the verge of ejaculating from these pelvic motions while watching Séverine getting gang-raped by the Serbian troops right beside their orange car in the middle of this nondescript field, under the Kosovar sun. There was something so intensely erotic in all this! He felt very much ashamed, but it was nonetheless the naked truth...
The 17-year-old recruit was very noisy in his pleasure. He clearly took great delight in copulating with this older foreign woman as he pounded her with merciless abandon, as Séverine felt his rock-hard dick on every quarter-inch of her cum-soaked vagina walls. He made loud grunts as he fucked the 26-year-old journalist with total delight...
"Hrrrrr!... Hrrrrr! Hrrrrrrr!... Hrrrrrrrr!... Hrrraaaaarrrrhhhhh!!!! Hhhrraaaarrrrhhhh!... hrrrrrrrrrrr!!! ... ... hrr! ... Oohhhh yahhrrrrrrrr!!!" while Séverine, her mouth taken in her forced blowjob to the Platoon Sergeant, made small muffled sounds each time she felt the young throbbing shaft drilling her all the way in...
"hmmh!... hmmh!... hmmh!... ... hmmh!... hmmh!... ... ... hmmh!... hmmh!... hmmh!... ..."
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Séverine's entire body was rocked and shaken from the forceful abuse; the Lieutenant greatly enjoyed watching her tits hanging down her torso and quickly bouncing to and fro as the recruit rammed her again and again. While her butt incessantly and strongly collided with the teen's pelvis as he fucked her holding her wrists and pulling her arms, Séverine felt the older Sergeant firmly holding her head as he brutally face-fucked her. As she tasted the rancid cum-soaked dick of the Sergeant and the precum of his second build-up of virile bliss, she felt so filthy, being used like this by these dirty Serbian troops; indeed, most of them didn't shower since a while...
Then her journalist’s mindset took over once again – this boy raping her from behind was but a child, not really conscious of what he was doing, and probably doing this simply because he found her beautiful. Then she recalled a handsome young student she had in her class during her two years as French teacher in Berlin; he was the classical German type -- light-brown head, tall, very muscly and incredibly handsome; she had pictured herself being fucked by him right on her desk after classes, and it wasn’t too much of a far-fetched step to imagine that she was being pounded doggystyle by this 16-year-old German student. In fact, she couldn’t keep herself from thinking of this fantasy as the young Serbian recruit-boy kept fucking her doggystyle, panting and groaning in total ecstasy... “Ahhh! Ahhh! Aahhh! Aahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh! Oooohhhhh yaaahhh!....”
She kept sobbing, yet she also moaned while her mouth was being stuffed by the big Sergeant’s dick... “Mmmmmmmmmmmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!”
Then she suddenly felt her rapist's dick twitching inside her and she heard the teen-boy cry out loud and felt the unmistakeable warmth of his fresh, young semen as he forcefully ejaculated... "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRR RRRRR!!!!" She surprised herself at loving the feel of warmth inside her and the feeling of giving such pleasure to this young lover-boy, but then she remembered her grim predicament and felt filthy and horrified again.
Then she felt the Sergeant's dick twitching in her mouth... The big Sergeant groaned out loud and she gagged as his meaty dick spurted out a generous load of cum right into her throat. “Swallow it! Swallow it or I kill your friend!” She obeyed, swallowing as much of the rancid goo as she was able to, on the verge of vomiting. She distracted herself by thinking of the young soldier who had just cummed inside her; she felt a strange sense of pride at giving this young boy such a blissful ride of pleasure... She then and there decided that she was going to find a teen boy and let him fuck her senseless once she’d be back in her Paris flat; it would be part of her cure against this unthinkable ordeal of rape at the hands of these ruthless Serbian soldiers.
Then she thought of Nietzsche’s words: Was mich nicht umbringt, macht mich stärker. (What doesn’t kill me, makes me stronger.) She decided not to let this huge mishap ruin her entire life. She was but 26 and still had years ahead of her, or so she hoped. But then she became terrified: Perhaps they would kill them both, herself and her cameraman, once they’d be done with her!? Murdering journalists in these parts wasn’t entirely unheard of. However, she remembered the Lieutenant and didn't think this was his style, as there was something civilized and educated in his manners; yet one could never be sure... Her knees started shaking out of sheer terror.
She began praying as a new pair of soldier-rapists took hold of her to have their sport. The new pair of military thugs followed the example of their officer: one held her arms over her head while the other inserted his erect dick inside her, grabbed her thighs and hips, and then furiously fucked her, as her entire body was once again shaken, her breasts bouncing and her head bobbing against a soldier’s chest while she kept silently praying and sobbing in utter terror.
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The pounding and raping under the jeering men seemed to never end. The men laughed and commented whenever they heard her moaning from the pleasure she experienced against her will, tears streaming down her cheeks. Then once again, she felt inside her the warmth of yet another ejaculation as yet another Serbian soldier screamed his joy of triumph over these haughty Westerners who thought themselves better than them! "YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAhhhhhrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!" The soldiers exchanged positions and she was subjected to yet another repeat play.
The Lieutenant and his Platoon Sergeant looked on all smiles. They loved watching Séverine getting fucked again, again and again by their men. This was even more fun than expected! And who was to believe in Paris such and outlandish story where a French journalist gets brutally gang-raped by an entire Serbian Platoon in broad daylight? Unthinkable! They were so full of these Hollywood moronic movies that the possibility of this being true wouldn't even cross their foggy mind... What a bunch of wimps!
Then Séverine was seized by a new pair of soldiers and lowered to the ground again.
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The first soldier had seized her from behind around the shoulders and was fondling her breasts while the other contemplated her body, from her firm breasts to her legs and feet. Wow! Such a cutie! And he was going to fuck her hard and good! When she lay on the ground, the first soldier, a Corporal, quickly mounted her and speared himself and his dick between her legs and worked himself inside her cunt as she kept crying and praying. He plowed her vagina for several minutes in the missionary position while his comrade held her arms under his weight, laughing and presenting her his cock for her to suck, smiling broadly in his sense of triumph and victory at gang-raping such a high-prized booty as a young attractive foreign from France! They were symbolically gang-raping France and he was loving this!!!
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The Private turned her head sideways toward his swollen dick. She eventually began to suck; this was becoming a reflex in her. A couple of minutes later, the Corporal fucking her forcefully ejaculated, groaning loud his utter sexual satisfaction and then the soldiers switched positions. The Private inserted his hard dick into Séverine's ravaged cunt and let out an immense grunt of pleasure as he felt himself going all the way in. Feeling an intensified sense of complete victory, the Private pounded her with frantic excitement, as the tired out French woman simply let herself be rocked against the Kosovar ground by the pelvic impacts, her head bobbing against the Corporal's lap. The laughing Corporal taunted her with his cum-dripping dick, telling her how much privileged she was, as a French woman, to be enjoying all these manly Serbian dicks all for herself alone on the very same day! Sometimes, when the Private happened to pump his dick closer to her entrance, Séverine began moaning again, her mouth open and exhaling her involuntary rush of shameful and taboo pleasure; she felt herself completely and utterly overwhelmed by these fierce Serbian troops and there was something deeply erotic in all of this!
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The Private kept plowing Séverine for a couple of minutes and eventually let out a loud grunt, some frothing saliva spilling from his mouth down on the journalist's breasts, as he released his massive load of Serbian sperm. Séverine kept moaning, forgetting to pray for her life, as the warm semen flooded her womb. She had stopped counting her rapists.
At this time, they replaced the photograph with one soldier who had just emptied his balls inside Séverine, so the photograph could fuck her too. He was impatient to do so. He took immense joy and pleasure in ramming his hard cock deep inside this French journalist he had just spent so much time photographing while she was getting Serbian-owned by his entire platoon. He prefered to rape his victims missionary style, where he could enjoy watching the young lady's distressed and horrified expression as he drilled her cunt... After precious minutes of pure joy in feeling his hard Serbian dick deep inside the French journalist's cunt, the duty photograph very forcefully ejaculated, his eyes and mouth wide open in unrestrained joy and blissful accomplishment, as he looked directly, shamelessly into her superb brown eyes... "Aooohhhh! Shit! WHAT AN INTENSE CUMMING!!!" Looking at her tears-reddened eyes, all full of fear and horror mixed with some immoral pleasure, greatly enhanced his glorious finish as he emptied his balls deep inside her!!!
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Then, the Lieutenant came for a second round of cum-shooting. This time he was going to take her doggystyle with her on all fours as a Corporal was forcing the reluctant French woman to approach his erect cock and looked forward to have the French journalist giving him head! The Lieutenant knelt down and grabbed her hips, squeezing them and then running his right hand on her beautiful silky white butt, feeling the firm softness as he built-up a strong erection; he was very eager to enter her and feel once again the delicate tightness of her vagina, this time from behind. "Yes! I'm gonna fuck her like a real Serbian stud! And she's gonna love it!!!
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"You didn't miss me too much?" said the Serbian officer as he inserted his dick inside Séverine's pussy and started fucking her, pumping his dick near her entrance and forcefully holding her hips as his patriotic dick gloriously drilled this female French ground. OH! YES!!! OHHHH! SHE IS SUCH A GOOD FUCK! YEAH!!! He kept at it, enjoying each and every second of it, while the Corporal was enjoying Séverine's mouth and tongue on his precum-wet dick... "Yeah! Good French girl! You're giving good head! YEAH!!! Good girl!... Mhhhhhh!" Séverine's ears were full of the succion sounds she made from pleasuring the Corporal's dick. She recognized the Lieutenant's fucking style; her body reacted at once, and she eventually started moaning in a muffled "Mhhhhhhhhhh" as her mouth was stuffed with the Corporal's precum-wet weiner. "I see, our French lady is quite busy today! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! ... Our pretty girlfriend here will have a LOT to write about tonight! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! ... Ahhhrrr! Ahhhrrr... Ahhhrrrr! ... Ahhhrrrrr!!!... Ohhhh! this is GOOD!"
The Lieutenant was firmly holding Séverine's hips while he fucked her and contemplated her perfect and pure-white ass as it was shaken and ever-colliding against his pelvis. He felt how incredibly soft her skin was. His dick was made swoller and his pleasure heightened at the sight of her beautiful round and firm ass, its whiteness underscored by the small crack between her butt-cheeks; two oval cream-white moons under the bright Kosovar sun! She was so fucking gorgeous! What a good fuck she was!
The soldier Séverine was servicing with her mouth presently cummed hard and she obediently swallowed, gagging from the rancid flavor, yet somewhat getting used to it. "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" said one soldier. "Look at her! She really blowjobs like a pro! Hey Frenchie girl! How do you like our cum! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" "Yeah, said another. She loves Serbian dicks! She won't go back to her French boyfriend, now that she knows the taste of REAL MEN! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" "Ohhhh, but look at her beautiful legs and feet! She's so fuckable!" "yeah!" "YEAH!" "Sure thing!" "Yeah, very gang-rapeable!" "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"
The Lieutenant picked up the pace and pounded her faster and harder, as frantically as he could, enjoying Séverine's loud moaning and then he suddenly felt himself passing this delightful point of no-return, all his enhanced senses feeling the grass against his bare knees, Séverine's wonderful feet rubbing against his calves, his hands on her soft hips, the sight of her bouncing ass, her magnificient shiny dark hair... and the upcoming surge of climax! He exploded in a massive load of cum, deep inside the French girl and let out a loud groaning scream as the jism oozed out of his spurting dick... "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRR RRR! Oooh! WHAT A GOOD FUCK SHE IS!"
He exited her and some more cum spilled out on her butt and loins. He frictioned Séverine's ass with great delight to spread out his cum all over it. "Now pretty little Miss! Your ass is mine! I just Serbianized it! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!... but I'm so sorry..." He had whispered these last words. Yes, in spite of all this intense rush of sexual glee, somewhere deep within, he felt a tinge of shame and guilt. He got up and grabbed a beer to quickly go back to party mode.
The Platoon Sergeant took his Lieutenant's spot behind Séverine, who had been left panting and nearing a third orgasm (or was it the fourth or fifth?). In front of her, a new soldier knelt down and presented his dick; she at once recognized the teen recruit and felt a tinge of excitement; she readily grabbed his dick and engulfed it in her wide-open mouth and started sucking it feverishly, once again thinking of that handsome German student from Berlin. Needless to say, the teen boy enjoyed this very much.
Kneeling behind her, the Platoon Sergeant decided to ass-fuck her. At first he vagina-raped her doggystyle in the usual way... Sensing how close Séverine was to orgasming, he kept vagina-pounding her longer than he had first intended. When Séverine climaxed, she did so very intensely. Her strong moaning was clearly audible in spite of her mouth being busy with the teen's dick... "Mhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaoooooooooooohhhmmmmmmmmmm!" The Sergeant sensed Séverine's body being taken by her tidal wave of bliss under his hands as he was holding her hips and pounding her. This was so fucking awesome! She was actually liking their cocks inside her! "You. French Miss! You are good fucker!!! Ah! Ah! Ah!" the Sergeant taunted her in his best broken English.
Ok. Now let's see how she is going to like THIS!
The burly Sergeant switched hole. He took his richly lubed dick, dripping with her juices mixed with all the men's cum, and inserted it inside Séverine's asshole. She felt agony at the painful intrusion; she never had had anal sex before and the pain astounded her. She let out a dick-muffled scream at the pain, as the Sergeant kept plowing his dick deeper and deeper, groaning as he felt her rectum's incredible tightness! And what a fucking gorgeous ass she had! Pure white and spotless, at the disposal of the entire Platoon! He began pounding her ass, ignoring her muffled screams of pain as she kept pleasuring the teen-soldier's dick, her hand always holding it with some kind of mystic passion, as if it were a saint relic to her! Actually, she was in deep pain, and her Berlin student fantasy was presently the only less-painful place she had left.
But the Sergeant stooped over her back and brutally seized her arms and took hold of her wrists. The teen solidier held her head as she kept blowjobbing him as the Platoon Sergeant pulled her arms for added leverage as he was ass-raping her all the way in, all steam ahead with no restrain. Séverine muffled-screamed against the teen's dick as her hanging boobs were forcefully bouncing from the Sergeant's brutal hip thrusts.
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"Unrrrhhh! Unrrrhhh! Unrrrhhh! Unrrrhhh! Unrrrhhh! Unrrrhhh! Unrrrhhh! Unrrrhhh! Unrrrhhh! Unrrrhhh! ..." The Sergeant grunted like a mountain gorilla as he fucked Séverine hard and fast in total rape-frenzy. He quickly mounted a climax and very forcefully cummed inside her bowels, letting out yet some more wild screams of unadulterated contentment... "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRR!!! YESSSSSSSSSS!!!! Her ASS!!! Ahhhhrrrrrr! The French journalist! Ohhhhh WOW!.... AAAHHHHHHRRRRRGGHHH... nhhh!!!"...
The Serbian Sergeant enjoyed every small bit of his jism flowing out of his big meaty dick as his legs became all wobbly from the intense orgasm. Now this was some seriously good fucking! He toyed with the idea of them abducting her in their truck to keep her as their playdoll in their barracks for a couple of days, but no, this would be crossing the line -- after a few hours of her gone missing, the French Embassy would get frantic and they'd quickly had a call from the Colonel. Too bad! But what an incredible great fuck she was! These French women were truly astonishing!
Then Séverine, her asshole on fire, tasted the teen-soldier's sperm as he forcefully cummed inside her waiting mouth. "Hmmmmmmm! Teen cum tastes better!" She thought for herself, trying hard to distract herself from the intense pain in her back door.
Again and again and again, soldiers pounded her relentlessly in the middle of this rich Kosovar soil, the soles of her delicate feet now very much stained with Kosovar earth, and her womb being fertilized many, many times over. She was indeed having a deep first-hand experience in the field.
They fucked her on all fours, some of the men choosing to drill her ass...
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Doggystyle, a couple of men choosing her ass...
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Standing...
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Missionary...
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And doggy-cowgirl style...
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There are lots of different positions in the Serbian kamasutra of gang-rape! But this platoon prides himself in being truly masters of a few solid positions instead of trying to be jacks of all trades.
The "doggy-cowgirl" was a specialty of theirs. They used it mainly to induce shameful involuntary pleasure in their victims who were subject to vaginal orgasm. It worked best after the victim had been softened up with lots of previous action. Now the little French whore was ready... It worked beyond their expectations with Séverine! The pair of soldier-rapists had her kneeling between them, taking the time to enjoy the view on her superb ass in the process...
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The soldiers both kneel with her; one faces her directly while the other is behind her back. The one facing takes her arms and places them around him, as the tailing soldier inserts his erect dick inside her and firmly grabs her hips in order to start bounce-fucking her on his lap, which is super-awesome for the rapist!
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Then the tailing soldier starts bounce-fucking her on his lap while his corapist grabs her arms to hold her in this position. He can even force-kiss her from this position! All men present around them enjoy a great view on her entire body and her perky hanging breasts, which at this point are bouncing and shaking along with the action, like two little white cheeses of firm fleshy delights! Séverine is a real cutie!
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Now, as soon as she felt the strong soldier's hands around her waist lifting her up and dropping her back down into his hard dick in quick pounding succession, Séverine experienced intense jolts of pure bliss coursing from her vagina throughout her entire body. Her hanging breasts wildly shaking and bouncing from the relentless pounding gave her immense pleasure that radiated from her nipples and mammal glands to everywhere else on her upper body.
She loved using the other soldier's virile shoulders as a support to help regulating the pace... She was so much into her blissful state that the soldier facing her no longer needed to hold her arms in place! She simply hugged him, her head bobbing against his muscly chest, as if he were actually her lover!!! The soldiers loved this! It was so fucking delicious, banging Séverine like this!!!
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She was ashamed to be participating in her own rape now, but it felt so fucking good!!! This man's dick kept entering her from this precise angle, ramming her and pounding her again, again and again, sending jolts of ecstasy in every inch of her tired, panting and abused body!
Ooooooooohhhh! She loved it! She moaned and moaned again, loud and unrestrained. She let all moral barriers fall down and completely surrendered her body to her rapists' arms and dicks... She no longer realised she was making all the onlookers laugh and jeer at her, except for Philippe her cameraman, who was now watching her intently and moving his pelvis very hard. She kept moaning, oblivious of what she was doing or saying; luckily for her she screamed words of bliss in her native French, which almost no one present understood...
"Ooooooooohhhh ! Oui, oui ! OUI ! Ohhhhh c'est bon ! C'EST BON !!! ... OUI !!!! OUI !!!! Oh ! VOUS ÊTES FORTS ! MES TAUREAUX !!! Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh ! ... Aaaaahhhhhhhh ! Oooooooooooh ! Oui ! Oh oui ! Continuez ! Continuez ! OUIIIIIIIIIII !!! Ah oui ! Ooooh C'EST BON !!! Oui..." (Oooooooooohhhh! Yes, yes! YES! Ohhhhhh it's so good! IT'S SO GOOD!!! ... YES!!!! YES!!!! Oh! YOU'RE SO STRONG! YOU'RE MY STUDS! Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh! ... Aaaaahhhhhhhh! Oooooooooooh! Yes! Oh yes! Keep going! Keep going! YESSSSSSS!!! Oh yes! Oooooooh IT'S SO GOOD!!! Yes...)
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Séverine was in Cloud Nine in the arms of her own rapists! The Serbian men were themselves were surprised at how well this was working. Of course, many men took more turns with her in this same position. Hearing this French journalist moaning so intensely and orgasming once every ten to fifteen minutes of pounding was something completely out of this world. Then they all turned their heads toward Philippe as they heard him groaning very loud -- the cameraman had just ejaculated, and very forcefully at that. They could see the wet spot on his pants crotch! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! This was so funny! Even the cameraman had his share! Maybe they'd let him fuck his own coworker after they'd be all done with her!
She got fucked in the doggy-cowgirl position by a dozen men in rather quick succession, as most of them men felt such intense pleasure that they couldn't last very long. Each man felt an immense joy and satisfaction at feeling her vagina so intensely from this angle while he watched her superb shiny black hair flying loose and her ass rocking so forcefully against his lap, and all the onlookers enjoyed watching her perky breasts bouncing wildly as Séverine moaned and screamed her delight; they all contemplated her gorgeous body as she clinged to the Serbian man facing her, panting, her hands around his shoulders and her head bobbing against his chest. The Lieutenant himself had his turn and he cummed even more forcefully than the previous times! His dick was getting sore from such extended play, but it felt blissfully GOOD all the same! WOW! This French journalist was a true bombshell!
Among the first few men who enjoyed Séverine cowgirl-doggystyle was the Captain who had been commanding the road checkpoint as Séverine and Philippe were passing Ramoc. He knew she'd recognize him and she'd be extremely agressive to him, as she'd understand it was he who had tipped off the Lieutenant and his men. He knelt behind Séverine's back, had the unparalleled, long awaited-for pleasure of putting his erect dick inside her extra-wet vagina, and began bouncing her on his lap with great delight! It was so fucking awesome! He groaned and mixed his grunts with Séverine's intense moaning as he felt his pleasure quickly mounting toward the point of no return, then he decided to cum fast and return later on for a longer fuck; he accelerated the frenzied pace, enjoyed Séverine's vocal ecstasy some more, then felt himself passing the out-of-control threshold and finally, the Captain very forcefully ejaculated in a geiser of steaming jism as he screamed out loud and long, thinking of when he had first seen the French journalist in the orange car near Ramoc and comparing her clothed, professional self with the naked brunette he was now banging without restrain, her beautiful white ass colliding with his sweaty pelvis every second, as he kept pounding the whole time his ejaculation lasted and then some more! OH! WHAT A GREAT FUCK THIS GIRL WAS!
WOW! SHE WAS REALLY WORTH IT!!! He should work harder on getting more intelligence of these attractive foreign journalists who sometimes came snooping in these dangerous parts. His legs like jello, he stood up as the next rapist took possession of Séverine. It wasn't over. Far from it!
Then she was again used doggystyle on all fours as the twelvth (or was it the fifteenth?) soldier-rapist viciously pounded his dick inside her now-beyond-sore vagina while a Corporal lay down under her and face-fucked her, grabbing her head with both hands. Her rapist had both hands on her ass and enjoyed every second of his turn in banging her; he loved raping girls doggystyle. Still cuffed and lying down, Philippe lost nothing of the scene and couldn't stop watching Séverine's beautiful body being gang-fucked in all her holes by the Serbian Platoon; his dick was about to explode! She was so steaming hot! He'd give anything to be this soldier who was fucking her like a beast!
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Séverine's rapist then strongly grabbed her hips and started pounding her stronger and faster as she kept performing her compulsory blowjob on the other Serbian soldier, who was lying down and greatly enjoying the French journalist's mouth all around her dick and polishing it with her saliva mixed with his frothing precum. Then Séverine accomplished her mouth duty and tasted yet again some rancid Serbian sperm as this happy soldier let go his second load of the day – he was one of her many previous rapists. At about the same time, the soldier-rapist mounting her doggystyle let out a long groan as he forcefully released his load inside her and kept pounding his pelvis into her soft ass as the semen came gushing out of his Serbian fleshy war weapon. Each soldier was absolutely loving this gang-rape assignment! Kudos to their Lieutenant!
Then a new pair of soldiers was there to double-team her. The next rapist held one of her wrists for some added fuck-leverage and put his other hand on top of her ass to enjoy its silky softness, while the French journalist got once more acquainted with a Serbian soldier’s dick in her mouth, another soldier having laid down under her and grabbed her hair to require a blowjob from her girly mouth. She had to oblige as her new rapist began to slam inside her fire-sore vagina.
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This new rapist was the 50-something Master Corporal, who had already cummed inside her when they fucked her cowgirl-doggystyle. This time around, the old fox took his time, pounding her long and slow and building up into an epic wave of pleasure, and a new nascent orgasm started taking shape within her despite her painful vaginal soreness. The old Master Corporal started pumping his dick nearer her entrance and she began emitting muffled moaning sounds against the large dick stuffing her mouth... "Mhhhhhhhhh!... Mhhhhhh!... Mhhhh!" The old Master Corporal was pleased at his handywork and he greatly enjoyed fucking this French woman who was about the age of his own niece, whom he had caught alone in a garage and savagely raped last year. To him, there was nothing like a good doggystyle fuck with a teen girl, or at least a young attractive woman! This war he was fighting was teeming with rape opportunities!
Then the old Master Corporal quickly picked up the pace and groaned as he felt himself passing the point of no return, all sweating, panting and pounding his way right into his blissful climax, and finally he concluded with a massive load of cum. Ohhhhhh! God! ... Séverine felt his dick twitching inside her – now she was all too familiar with this – and the well-known warmth of Serbian cum spurted out of the happy old man’s dick. Then the rape team exchanged positions and the same game played out, the Master Corporal now having his cum-soaked cock sucked dry by Séverine's mouth and tongue action; only now her rapist was fast and furious from the get-go, which had Séverine in great pain from her sore vagina. But then, after a few minutes of this play, she was distracted by a rancid-tasting eruption of goo that went off inside her mouth as she heard the old Master Corporal loudly groaning, and once more she swallowed the Serbian cum. It seemed this was never going to end.
TO BE CONTINUED.
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Once more you carry on the story as if it happened in reality! There re times when the photos detract from your descriptive words of what is going one. Other times they enhance everything perfectly! Merit awarded from me and i hope you continue by getting Phillipe forced into the action!
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Brutal. Love it!
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Amazing story, is it based on fact? I dare to ask. The pics are awesome too and love the grainy texture of them, as if this was found footage!
Excellent work and as lover of history will award a merit xx
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Once more you carry on the story as if it happened in reality! There re times when the photos detract from your descriptive words of what is going one. Other times they enhance everything perfectly! Merit awarded from me and i hope you continue by getting Phillipe forced into the action!
Thanks again! Yeah, some photos weren't perfectly seamless with the text. I think these sort of things are more likely when I try to write too much in one sitting. A excellently written short chapter will always be great, and there is no reason I should be in a hurry, this story is a total turn-on for me! The woman is absolutely gorgeous for my tastes, and what's more, a lot of French women do have this dark hair, slender sexy type.
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Brutal. Love it!
Thanks! Writing this is quite a blast!
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Amazing story, is it based on fact? I dare to ask. The pics are awesome too and love the grainy texture of them, as if this was found footage!
Excellent work and as lover of history will award a merit xx
Thanks! And no, this is not directly based on fact, but let's just say such things may have happened and gone unreported. Serbian troops from Milosevic dictatorial regime were very bold and they could even attack a NATO armed convoy; so the scenario of some journalist travelling in a car with only her cameraman, and ending up getting gang-raped by Serbian soldiers, isn't very far-fetched and plausible indeed.
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Séverine felt very sore between her legs, especially in her asshole, although her vagina was pretty damn sore. She knew she would get medical attention as soon as she was back in town. She had an urge to complain of the pain, but she knew better: the last thing she wanted was to get ass-raped again. She wanted so much to avoid ass-rape that she had begun to willingly help her rapists, to give them the satisfaction of her moaning and enjoying their dicks inside her vagina so they will keep prefering this to her back door. Giving them head was another solution she used to pacify them; she sometimes had a hard time breathing, the taste of goo was quite rancid, but all in all it was comparatively far more bearable than having a hard dick pounding her rectum.
Case in point: her current soldier-rapist was busy fucking her vagina while kneeling in front of her, violating her while lifting her hips off the ground, pounding her hard with animal fury and taking great joy and exhilaration out of it. He was absolutely loving the feel of her tight cum-wet vagina walls and her silky thighs against his flanks and under his hands; his pleasure was building up to new heights of bliss every time he pulled her raised hips toward him and speared his shaft home deep inside the French whore's cunt, while the other soldier was lying crossways over her, supporting his weights on his arms and having positioned his crotch right against her face. Doing her best to pacify the men and also because she was exhausted, Séverine had obediently opened her mouth to greet the Serbian cock and she was now letting her mouth being drilled by this cock. She as well gave herself freely to the other soldier, feeling his strong hands gripping her hips and keeping them off the floor and sensing more pleasure than pain when his dick rammed its way deep inside her in a rhythmical fuck motion, the Serbian's grunts getting louder as he was absolutely loving this experience -- new to him -- of raping a beautiful foreign journalist, whose delicious perky breasts were now bouncing under his virile strength!!! Time to fill her up!
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The man atop her face was now frantically face-fucking her and grunting very intensely, his dick moving up and down her mouth like a piston of hard flesh as the man kept sweating and groaning his blissful contentment. Séverine had her mouth full with his throbbing dick. She was by now very familiar with how precum is less gooey than the final shot of jizz. Now, she knew exactly when the man was just about to cum in her mouth; she braced herself, inspired and blocked the way to her lungs when she felt the Serbian soldier seizing momentarily and his dick twitching against her tongue; then the man let go his full load of jizz deep inside Séverine's mouth; she swallowed it all so she could breathe, an important skill she was also familiar with now!
As the satisfied soldier wiped his dick, enjoying the sight of his own cum mixed with the French journalist's saliva, his comrade exited her without ejaculating and decided to switch her position, his corapist now helping him, and placed her on all fours in order to bang her cowgirl-doggystyle, an action that gave them cause to enjoy a close-up view on her faultless butt. To say she was hot was an understatement! The Lieutenant and his men couldn't believe their luck; what a catch she was!!!
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Right beside them, Philippe was really enjoying seeing Séverine's incredible butt; a butt he had dreamed about so many times over! Wow! She was even more beautiful than he had imagined!!! He felt his dick growing into a painfully hard erection pushing against his pants. He wanted so badly to fuck Séverine! He couldn't think of anything else. Seeing her almost completely naked and getting gang-fucked right next to their rental car was so amazingly unreal, yet it was actually happening! He didn't care what was to happen next. He was done with being friendzoned! He HAD to fuck her!!!
The soldier tailing her joyfully reinserted his cock inside her vagina, this time doggystyle. He enjoyed the thrill of a few come and goes inside her as his teammate grabbed her upper torso to move her into the cowgirl style. She was now very obedient, her body now familiar with and craving this particular position!
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Philippe's eyes met Séverine's as the tailing soldier began bounce-fucking her on his lap while she quietly let the opposite soldier take her shoulders to move her further up.
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She noticed Philippe's giant erection pushing hard against his pants. She felt a jolt of thrill upon realizing that she had been used by all these men right in front of him and the scene had aroused him. She wondered how sex with Philippe would feel; how it would be to have his dick forcefully drilling her. Philippe was a little too old for her tastes, but he was very fit and muscly, every bit as strong as these Serbian soldiers, but he was also her coworker and she was a very professional woman. Her mind rejected the image of him fucking her, yet she was now seeing him under an entirely different light.
Now the soldiers had her in the proper position and Séverine began to be rocked and shaken as the tailing man bounced-fucked her on his lap with great delight, groaning as Séverine began to moan. Much to Philippe's delight, she completely abandoned herself to her rape, her arms seeking support and the facing soldier's shoulders, her perky boobs wildy bouncing from the energing fuck she was now recieving, the tailing soldier grunting nonstop and feeling the bliss of dick-paradise! Oh boy! He was really drilling her!
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She let herself being rocked, her head bobbing against the Serbian’s muscly chest and moaning... She went high on pleasure again and vocally encouraged her own rapists as her butt continually slammed against the Serbian's pelvis as his dick impaled her cunt!!! “Ah oui!... Oui! ... Oui! ... Ah oui mes taureaux! Violez-moi! Ahh oui! Violez-moi! Ahhhh! Mhhhh! ... Mhhh! ... Mhhh!... OUI! OUI!... Aaaaaahhhhhhh... Aaaaaahhhhh... Oooooooohhh! Ooohh C'est BON! C'est BON! OUI! OUI! OUI! OUI! OUI! OUI! OUI! OUI! OUI! ... Ah... Je suis violée!... Par les soldats Serbes!!!!” (Oh yes!... Yes! ... Yes! ... Oh yes my studs! Rape me! Ohhh yes! Rape me! Ahhhh! Mhhhh! ... Mhhh! ... Mhhh!... YES! YES!... Aaaaaahhhhhhh... Aaaaaahhhhh... Oooooooohhh! Ooohh It's so GOOD! So GOOD! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! ... Ah... They're raping me!... The Serbian soldiers!!!!)
She went very close to yet another orgasm, but her body was now too tired to allow it. The Serbian Private 1st Class drilling her on his lap reached his climax and screamed out loud as he forcefully cummed in a massive eruption of sperm... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRR RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!
Then she took another Serbian dick, another, then another. They changed her position more times she could count. It seemed she was going to keep being raped for ever. Maybe she didn't realise she was dead and this was hell!? And these men were in paradise!? At least, as their fucking was sometimes so pleasurable for her, they were sharing some of their heaven with her. And she liked to share with people from less-fortunate countries than France.
At one point, she recalled reading about Spartacus and the slave revolt he instigated and leaded. Raped by countless Serbian dicks, she pictured herself being a noble Roman lady in her villa when a horde of revolted gladiators came storming and raided and looted the entire place, ransacking everything, killing or beating up the men and then brutally gang-raping all the womenfolk. And now as a Serbian soldier pounded her frantically and presently let out his groan of blissful ecstasy as he cummed hard inside her, she imagined she was taken by one stud-gladiator after the other, each and everyone of them screaming their joy and contentment as they cummed inside her with a vengeance. “Ooooooohhh ! Mais que c’est bon, que c’est chaud !” (Ooooooohhh! This is so fucking warm and good!) she said aloud, but only for herself in her native French, as she felt the Dictatorial Serbian load of jism oozing deep inside her French Republican uterus. But her mind took refuge in Ancient Rome.
Now the soldiers were getting dick-tired. Even the sweetest cupcakes start to give nausea when you eat too many of them in one sitting. The Lieutenant and the Captain agreed that it was a real shame they couldn't abduct her and keep her as a fuck-pet in their barracks for a couple of days, but it was no use! Better to keep those photos, make copies to distribute in the entire Brigade and sell other copies to some British tabloid.
The soldier who had waited longest, an ugly-looking recruit, yet muscly like everybody else in his platoon, grabbed her wrists and went full throttle, pounding her missionary style with fury and urgency as Séverine's lower legs rocked wildly against the man's butt and her entire body was shaken from his impatient fucking, the hip thrusts quickly succeeding and very powerful. A Corporal kneeling beside them masturbated and presently let out a shot of cum that landed on Séverine's breasts. All her limbs were like jello out of sheer exhaustion; she let herself be used like a lifeless fuckdoll, her head bobbing against the Kosovar ground and her cum-smelling mouth silent, stoically enduring her endless ordeal.
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The ugly soldier raped her fast and furious in total rape frenzy. Before long, he strongly ejaculated, letting out a wild scream of unfathomable satisfaction as his thick load of goo flooded Séverine's vagina... "AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRR RRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr... YESSSSSSSSSSSS!!!! Uhhhrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!" She felt the now-familiar warmth flowing into her womb as the man exhaled the last of his supreme groan right against her face, his eyes meeting hers. He kissed her, as if to say he was sorry for taking his pleasure at her expenses. She didn't turn her face away; she let the kiss be. If they killed her at the end, it would be her last kiss ever. She found it so very strange, as she felt a lot of warmth and tenderness in the man's kiss. She no longer thought he looked ugly.
Then she began to cry again as she realized that this gang-rape in remote Kosovo could be her very last experience in this world. The men’s assault rifles, now leaning against their cases of beer, were an ominous sight. Her best bet for survival was being obedient. She spoke to herself: "Allez Séverine, sois forte ! Donne-leur du cul ! C'est ce qu'ils veulent !" (Come on Séverine, be strong! Give them a good fuck! That's what they want!) She remembered writing about the prostitutes in Paris; one of her very first papers after graduation. Now she was on common grounds with these girls.
While Séverine cried, the Lieutenant uncuffed Philippe, whose erection had gone soft from lack of action. "Ok Mister Frenchman, he said, now that you've had time to watch us real men giving your little pretty coworker the trashing of her life, let's see what you Frenchie boy can do! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" All the nearby soldiers and the Captain laughed along with the Lieutenant.
To the Lieutenant, it was pretty obvious that Philippe and Séverine never had sex together; otherwise Philippe would have cursed at them as soon as he had regained consciousness. Instead of this, he had remained silent the whole time and intently watched the scene with wide-open eyes and a massive erection that had eventually resulted in an involuntary ejaculation. If they allowed him to, Philippe would fuck Séverine with total abandon! And this would be so much fun to watch!
Philippe was ordered to strip naked. Séverine was now looking in their direction and he felt very much embarassed at the idea of her seeing him naked with a nascent erection pointing in her direction. "Come on Frenchie boy! Don't be shy! ... Yeah, that's the way!" Philippe removed his surf green polo shirt, then his shoes and last his pants and boxers. In his feverish excitement, he forgot to take off his black socks.
"At least, said the Lieutenant, he is wearing boxers like a man! And oh! He's got some muscles too!"
Philipphe couldn't look at Séverine, who now intently looked at him. She had never seen him shirtless, let alone naked. She was so surprised at how fit and athletic he was and she noticed her dick too, but he was a work colleague and the idea of having sex with him was completely against her professional principles, no matter how well-endowed by nature he was and no matter the circumstances! She just couldn't bring herself to it. The Serbian soldiers had raped her mainly because she was an attractive young woman; they had raped her on the personal level. Now, getting banged by Philippe now would feel like being raped all over again, this time on the professional level. If this happened, she knew she could never, ever work with him again.
She presently heard the Lieutenant speaking to him with his thick Serbian accent: "Since you are more of a man than we thought, we give you a gift... You are going to fuck your pretty coworker and after, she is going to give you head as well! Don't tell me you don't want this! We saw your big dick wanting to explode out of your pants as you watched us taking our turns on her! Ah! ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Come on, go to her; she is all yours to fuck!!!"
Séverine was shocked and appalled out of her exhausted lull and went frantic... "Oh mon Dieu ! Non! Nooooooooooooo ! Pas ça ! Pas ça, je vous en supplie ! Non !" (Oh my God! No! Nooooooooooooo! Not this! Not this, I beg you! No!)
Ignoring Séverine's shrill screams and protests, the Lieutenant motioned two of his men, ordering them "You, bring her closer and put her on her knees. She will give head to her cameraman! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! This will be very interesting to watch!" Indeed, he thought, having this French journalist getting fucked by her own cameraman right in front of them will be quite an entertainment. Even better, she was resisting again! They just had to sit back and drink their beer and enjoy the show. The only concern came from the photograph -- the memory space was running somewhat low. Oh shit! Now, this sucks! They would have to be very select in the photos of the cameraman's rejoicing.
Séverine was brought to her knees in front of Philippe, who stood stark naked, towering over her with his dick now fully erect. Philippe couldn't believe his eyes and his mind as he contemplated her coworker's naked breasts and cunt, noticing her beautiful patch of black pubic hair... His dick got super-hard, on the brink of explosion, its veins inflated from the massive bloodrush... He was going to FUCK her!!! He HAD to do this! The Lieutenant was right. She was so fucking hot!!!
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"Wait! said the Lieutenant. I have an idea! Now this will be fun! Now Frenchie boy, I feel very generous today since my dick is so very much contented from intercourse with your pretty girlfriend here, and I will make it so that no one will be able to prove anything against you using the pictures we are taking since the very start!" Séverine let out a shrill scream of horror and she was quickly restrained by two soldiers. "Quoi!? Vous m'avez photographiée depuis le début !? Vous êtes des salauds ! Salauds ! SALAUDS!!!" (What!? You've been photographing me being raped since the beginning!? You're a bunch of motherfuckers! Bastards! BASTARDS!!!" she shouted at the top of her voice as the entire Platoon had a good laugh. Oh dear! She knew so little about life, this young arrogant journalist!
They had Philippe putting on one of their military tank tops and one regulation ballcap. Now to anyone seeing the pictures, he would look like any other soldier on this rape platoon. This was very funny indeed!
"Come on Frenchie boy, said the Lieutenant, she is not going to bite you, isn't she? Come on! Look at her! She WANTS your dick inside her! You Western men don't know how to deal with women! We like to help you! We are very considerate people in Serbia!"
Séverine was looking at Philippe's throbbing erection with nothing but horror as she kept on screaming and protesting at the top of her voice; she was so proud of being a very professional woman. His cameraman's erect phallus was slightly longer than average, but he was well endowed where it counted the most -- he had a good girth! Neither too big nor too small; just perfect! His girlfriend was a lucky gal! This last thought profoundly startled her; this thought came from the primitive woman within herself. She didn't want to admit to herself that there was some ambivalence in her; on one side Philippe was her trusted cameraman and friend; on the other side he was tall and athletic with an excellent dick. She wouldn't admit it to herself, but there was that same dark part deep within her that had surfaced under broad dailight when the Serbian troops were fucking her cowgirl-doggystyle and given her screaming orgasms; this dark secret part would have enjoyed being fucked by Philippe bent over the orange car hood in some remote country spot, like here in this field...
Philippe, feeling like walking in a dream, approached Séverine who screamed louder and shriller, her eyes never leaving his erection pointing straight at her face. She was screaming, begging and protesting, but she was utterly exhausted and there was no more fight in her.
"Non ! Philippe ! Non! Non! ... Naaaoooooooooooooon !" (No! Philippe! No! No! ... Naaaooooooooooooooooo!)
"Now, said the Lieutenant while Séverine kept screaming while the men restrained her... Now which way are you going to rape your pretty journalist? Standing? From behind? On the ground? Choose! I am going to hold her for you!"
"I... I will...."
"Yes? you will ... what?"
"I will... take her st... standing with... with me lifting her up by the legs, her feet on my shoulders while you hold her arms up, while I rape her facing you! I... I would love this!" "PHILIPPE !!!" Séverine screamed. She couldn't believe her ears!
The Lieutenant approved Philippe's choice... "Yeah! Great choice! This is the way I raped her the first time... You liked watching this?"
"V... Very much! It was..."
"Philippe ! ... Philippe ! ... " screamed Séverine... "Tu n'es qu'un salaud et un enfoiré ! Tu m'as vue me faire violer à répétition et toi, tu as pris ton pied ! Espèce de fumier !" (You're nothing but a piece of shit! You saw me getting raped repeatedly and you, you took your pleasure in it! You filthy son of a bitch!)
"... It was something that gave you an massive erection just from watching!" the Lieutenant concluded for him. Then he said "OK. Excellent! Standing with the lady in the air, it will be!"
Now that will be some serious fun for him, to assist in the raping of this cute French journalist by her own cameraman!!!
TO BE CONTINUED.
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Love all the non-stop action in this story, Bruiser! The Serbian troops have been relentless and now I'm liking the next turn this story is taking.
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And the resentment from time being ignored will come to it's ugly head! Can't wait to read if Phillipe is going to use her gently or worse than the Serbians did? Merit awarded from me!
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Love all the non-stop action in this story, Bruiser! The Serbian troops have been relentless and now I'm liking the next turn this story is taking.
Thanks! I had the idea of letting the cameraman have his share of her since the very beginning!
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And the resentment from time being ignored will come to it's ugly head! Can't wait to read if Phillipe is going to use her gently or worse than the Serbians did? Merit awarded from me!
Thanks! Right from the start, I established that Philippe was fantasizing about Séverine, which also served to describe her physical attributes beforehand. If it were a movie, I would show a clear take on Séverine's clothed breasts while she sits on the passenger seat, with Philippe discretely taking a peek.
Not exactly sure how exactly this is going to play out; one thing's sure: Phillipe's dick is rock hard and he is going to ejaculate very forcefully inside Séverine!
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Séverine was kneeling between the two Serbian Privates with happy dicks, each of whom had raped her twice and was smiling broadly at this fresh memory. She was utterly exhausted, as any girl in her place would have been. She had been subjected to hours of gang-rape. Last time she had checked, it was around 9 AM. Now she had completely lost track of time; it had to be mid-afternoon. Her entire body ached. She barely had the strenght to stand or walk; it felt like a train had hit her full steam ahead, and such was the case, metaphorically speaking. The Serbian troops had grabbed her, fucked her and fired on all cylinders, each of them emptying his full load of cum deep inside her with a wild groan of triumph, without any restraint. Everything replayed itself in her head; she would have nightmares the rest of her life.
Her vagina was on fire, beyond sore, and her asshole was bleeding and hurting. On either side of her white butt she wore red marks where the men had grabbed her hips as they raped her mercilessly.
The Lieutenant ordered his men to withdram and let him handle Séverine by himself. There was indeed no need to use two men to restrain only one exhausted woman, and a petite woman at that. He couldn't stop contemplating her slender body, even after getting so intimately familiar with it; it was such a shame they weren't free to abduct her to their barracks!
He roughly seized her shoulders as she looked with sheer terror at Philippe's fully erect dick. Her own cameraman, her colleague and friend, was going to rape her! It was unspeakable horror! She clung to the far-fetched hope that Philippe would refrain his lust at the last moment and prefer getting beaten up and mocked, possibly getting seriously injured, rather than destroy their professional relationship by raping her as the Serbian officer was inciting him to.
The Lieutenant had excellent English, despit his thick accent. Séverine couldn't help but notice the man was well educated and most certainly well-read. In different times and a different setting, she would have liked very much to spend time with such a tall, good-looking and well-read man. Yes, she could have dated him, and her dark secret part approved of the way he had given her much pleasure with his thick dick.
As Philippe hesitated to approach Séverine, the Lieutenant admonested her about her Western way of life...
"You Westerner women, you are bad wives, bad girlfriends and bad coworkers. You always find reasons to refuse yourselves to your men... He is too much this... Too little that... He is my coworker and bla-bla-bla... Look at this cameraman of yours! Look at him! Don't you realize how good a fuck he can give you? How much pleasure he can give you? I bet he has been dying to feel his dick inside you for years, while you keep showing up at work, wearing such tight-fitting shirts as the one we have forgotten to rip off you today... Wearing clothes that taunt the eyes of men, but no! You won't date him, because you work together. Fucking professional ethics! I'll tell you what, you give far too much importance to your work, and in doing so you become slaves to the big corporations who hold you in the palm of their hand. These big elites! They laugh at people like you! You refuse yourselves to your own coworkers, men you are sharing so many things with, but them? What do they do? They fuck their secretaries on their desks! And they all make fun of sheeple like you!"
The Lieutenant kept admonesting Séverine as his men had formed a circle around them and were all watching and listening while drinking beer, some of them smoking a cigarette. The Captain and the two Corporals from the checkpoint in Ramoc remembered perfectly well how Philippe had shown them his IDs and most of all how Séverine had reached over him from the passenger seat to produce a paper she had forgotten to give her driver/cameraman. They had gotten a full view of her cleavage and had noticed how Philippe had almost groped her butt with his free hand as she was leaning over toward the driver window. It was going to be so much fun watching this French journalist getting raped by her own cameraman, who was obviously a sexually frustrated man like so many Westerners were. After this cameraman would be finished with her, the Captain and the two Corporals, they were going to have a second go at her; they would bend her over the hood of her rental car and take turns in raping her doggystyle and they would give her their very best shot! This was going to be so fucking intense! The Captain felt his dick getting hard and pushing against his pants.
The Lieutenant concluded his sermon... "Now French girl! Let this be your first lesson in how to be a good female coworker. Look at your cameraman! See how he sex-starved he is, all this thanks to your decaying morals! Now, you be a good girl! Offer yourself to him! Surrender to the power of his dick! Pleasure him! ... Now you Frenchie boy! Come and take her! She is all yours!"
Séverine looked with sheer horror at Philippe's blue eyes as he approached her like a man possessed. Oh no! He was REALLY going to rape her!!! She began crying and frantically screaming and pleading in rapid-fire French, calling Philippe's name every second of her vain protest. Her hope was dead. She saw it in Philippe's eyes. These eyes spelled RAPE in capital letters.
Séverine's cameraman had suddenly snapped out of his hesitating ways and hit by a rape frenzy. He quickly approached her, his eyes locked on her gorgeous body, and violently seized her hair to help the Lieutenant make her stand up. With the cameraman's help, the Serbian officer firmly moved her up holding her upper torso, but not without groping her left boob.
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Then they forced Séverine to stand completely as Philippe stooped down and went for her legs in order to lift her off the ground as the position he had in mind required. Séverine didn't really fight, exhausted as she was, and she had also stopped screaming; she sobbed and kept begging Philippe to stop, always in their native French. In his rape frenzy, Philippe ignored her and contemplated the beautiful patch of black hair she had above her cunt as he went down to reach her silky white legs... Wow! She was so damned hot!
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As she begged, sobbed and pleaded, Séverine's tired torso leant over her cameraman's athletic figure and she instinctively put her hands on his upper back, feebly pummeling him with her left fist, her hair flying and her head bobbing as she screamed and begged in vain while the Serbian Lieutenant kept a strong hold around her waist...
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As she felt her cameraman's muscles under her girly hands, her dark secret sexual instincts started to take control of her body, independent of her will. She kept calling Philippe's name and begging him to stop, but this was now only her mind speaking. Her body took a life of its own and felt a jolt of thrill and arousal as her cameraman touched her; he strongly took hold of her right leg, the crooks of his elbows under her knee, and then went for her other leg...
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The sight of his granite-hard dick, erect in its full girth and glory, only added to Séverine's growing bodily arousal, and the sense of curiosity for experiencing sex with her cameraman took over and toppled her high-principled sense of professionalism. She was voicing token protests as she felt herself being easily lifted off the ground by both men, the Lieutenant holding her armpits, and most of all her cameraman holding her legs by the crooks of her knees. She kept looking at his fully erect dick and her cunt was getting wet with juices mixing with the left-over semen of her countless rapists.
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From the way he was touching her and the urgency of his actions, she sensed how intensely, how violently he was desiring her -- and she suddenly realized he had indeed been secretely and intensely desiring her for a long time. Her dark secret sexual instinct longed for the feel of her cameraman's dick, while she kept voicing her token protests and begging him to stop. All men present sensed this volcano of sexual tension.
As she felt herself utterly controlled in mid-air by these two strong men, she fought very hard to keep her head rational and keep protesting, but her body was overwhelmingly aroused by now. There was something so intensely erotic in this scene -- her own cameraman just about to fuck her like a beast, right beside their rental car, all professional and social barriers broken, and only pure animal sexual energy ruling the field; she was in the arms of two virile men as an entire platoon of Serbian troops looked on. It was like a wild sex and rape-fantasy dream!!!
It all felt so unreal to her when her cameraman switched his hold of her legs, one side at a time, in order to grab her upper thighs and lift up her hips more, so her cunt was in line with his waiting dick, and then came the most intense moment, as the cameraman-turned-rapist feverishly worked his hard dick to enter her pussy...
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But his dick missed the mark and one of her thighs slipped. "Merde !" (Shit!) said Philippe, as the Lieutenant and his men made fun of him. "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! You're very novice, Frenchie boy! ... Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! ... Now listen, you should have inserted your meat inside her BEFORE grabbing her other leg! Now you do it like I tell you -- lift one of her leg and immediately put your dick in her, and only then take the other leg... You're going to go all the way in, like a hot sword into a loaf of butter!"
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The cameraman felt his dick extra-hard, on the verge of exploding, from such intense anticipation and from the sight of Séverine's swollen breasts dancing in front of his eyes, from the charm of her beautiful face, her delicate arms in the Lieutenant's grasp and her dainty hands... More feverishly than ever, his eyes burning like a man possessed, he stongly lifted up one of Séverine's slender legs and worked his cock nearer and nearer her entrance as she kept calling his name and begging him to stop, her voice now altered by her unwanted arousal. He was almost there!!!
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Like in the sweetest sex dream he ever had, Philippe lifted Séverine's leg a little higher and guided his dick to her labia using his other hand, as the Lieutenant strenghtened his hold on her arms, and SUDDENLY HE WAS INSIDE SÉVERINE'S VAGINA!!! INSIDE!!! AFTER ALL THIS TIME OF DREAMING ABOUT HER! OOOOOOHHHHH! LORD JESUS! THIS WAS SO FUCKING GOOD! Even better... He heard Séverine softly moaning with a tinge of surprise amid her token protests!
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His entire being was sucked in the act of enjoying the pure bliss of his dick against Séverine's vagina walls as her cameraman entered all the way inside her, just like the Lieutenant said, "like a hot sword in a loaf of butter"! Indeed, she was all wet inside.
Every single fibre of his penis was in Cloud Nine, feeling the bliss of her vagina all the time, as the cameraman turned soldier-rapist firmly grabbed her other leg and then moved her feet all the way up to rest her lower legs on his broad shoulders...
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Then... AT LAST!!! SÉVERINE'S CAMERAMAN STARTED TO FUCK HER FORCEFULLY, URGENTLY AND WITH ABANDON!!! He kept strongly holding her legs, her calves resting on his virile shoulders while the Serbian Lieutenant held her arms in place and moved her torso some way down to keep her body more horizontal so her vagina would remain perfectly in line with her rapist's dick...
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Séverine sobbed and feebly begged her cameraman to stop, as she felt doubly violated -- personally and professionally -- yet her dark secret sexual instinct, which she had neglected too long, took a vengeful pleasure in mixing some moaning with her vain protests! She was feeling utterly debased! She was whorrified! And her cameraman kept pounding her with unrestrained delight! It felt even better than his wildest dreams! Wow! He was now FUCKING Séverine! "AAAAAHHHHHRRRRR !!! SÉVERINE !!! SÉVERINE !!! AAAAHHHRRRR... SÉVERINE !!!" he kept repeating as Séverine's violated body kept being horizontally rocked and shaken by her cameraman's savage hip thrusts, her perky breasts bouncing, hair flying and her head bobbing as his entire being felt the unalterated joy of being INSIDE HER...
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Philippe intensified his rape pace and pounded her with savage abandon, loudly groaning as he vented out all his compounded, time-accumulated sexual frustration with being the nice guy who always got friendzoned or coworker-zoned (which is pretty much the same anyway). Now the volcano had just erupted!!! Philippe hoped he would withstand the bliss long enough to fully enjoy this extremely liberating fuck as he kept spearing his dick inside Séverine's rape-sore vagina, greatly enjoying her breasts wildly bouncing along with his forceful ramming. The Lieutenant was laughing, and his man cheered the rapist on as Séverine kept sobbing and begging her cameraman to stop, promising that she would forget all of this if he only stopped NOW! Yet her voiced protests were invaded with moaning that grew louder and more frequent as Philippe's dick stimulated Séverine's receptors of vaginal pleasure, his thick dick rubbing her clitoris each and every time he banged her. And he kept banging her again, again and again with utter contentment, groaning all the time like a savage beast as the Serbian soldiers cheered him on!
The Lieutenant was right; Western society made it far too difficult for men like him to get good sex with fuckable women like Séverine. This society, for the sake of order and productivity, placed all sorts of barriers that got in the way of a happy, fun and fulfilling sex life, and NOW ALL BARRIERS HAD FALLEN DOWN AND HE WAS FUCKING HIS ASSIGNED JOURNALIST! FUCKING HIS HOT COWORKER! AND THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN AND FELT SO DAMNED FUCKING GOOD! He anticipated the rush of extreme satisfaction he knew he was going to experience when he'd cum inside her, yet he wished to delay it and make his copulation last as long as possible, for it was pure bliss!!!
Each time he rammed his dick all the way inside Séverine, there was low spatting sound as his hips collided with her and it send a wave of shock that culminated in a majestic bounce of her gorgeous breasts. It felt so incredibly liberating and exhilarating to watch Séverine's naked breasts bouncing in their full white glory under the Kosovar sun as he fucked her right beside their stopped rental car amid a platoon of Serbian troops! The cameraman remembered Séverine as she sat in the passenger seat, the black shapes of her breast shapes tantalizing him under her tight-fitting black shirt... This latter image of mundane work starkly contrasted with the former; both scenes were linked together by the orange car, yet they were polar opposite, like two face of a Yin-Yang sign; one image was social order, while the other was chaos. Earlier this morning he was driving with her as usual in this orange car; now he was raping her next to this same car! It was so unreal! Yet so REAL in its incredible erotic intensity!!! HE WAS NOW FUCKING SÉVERINE LIKE A BEAST!!! FUCK THE FRIENDZONE!!! FUCK MORALS AND FUCK PROFESSIONALISM!!! THIS WAS PAYBACK TIME!!! AAAHHHRRRRR!!!
He groaned in biblical proportions... "HHRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! ... HHHHHHHRRRRRR! ... AHRRRRR! OH SÉVERINE !!!! SÉVERINE!!! AH C'EST BON !!! OH C'EST BON C'EST BON !!! (OH SÉVERINE!!!! OH IT'S SO GOOD!!! OH IT'S SO FUCKING GOOD!!!) HHRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! HHHHHHHRRRRRR!... HHRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! ... HHHHHHHRRRRRR! OOOOHH ELLE EST BONNE !!! ELLE EST BONNE !!! (OOOHHH SHE FEELS GOOD! SHE FEELS GOOD!) HHRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! HHHHHHHRRRRRR! ... HHRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! HHHHHHHRRRRRR! ... HHRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! HHHHHHHRRRRRR! OH OUI ! OH OUI ! OUI !.... OUI !!! OUI !!!!!!!! HARRRRHHHHHH! ... ... " (OH YES! OH YES! YES! ... YES! YES!!!!!!!!)
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Séverine voiced a mix of protests and moaning... "Aaaaaahhhh!... Philippe non !! Arrête !!! Arrête j't'en supplie !!! NON !!! [/b](Philippe no!! Stop! Stop this I beg you!!!! NOOOOOOOOOO !!!) aaaaaahhhhh.... aaaaaaahhhhhh.... Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!! Nooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!! ... Aoohhh!!!"
TO BE CONTINUED.
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This is an awesome story and the grainy black and white pictures further elevate it. Well worth a merit!
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Just as teasing and brutal as I thought it was going to be before reading it! Did expect Phillipe to taunt her verbally more than he did! Still merit awarded from me!
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This is an awesome story and the grainy black and white pictures further elevate it. Well worth a merit!
Thanks! These pictures come from a video with 360p resolution; after some thought, I decided to make them B&W images and adjust lighting & contrast, so you get a good feel of what is going on. B&W images are IMO more forgiving with lower resolution. The grainy texture gives the feeling of images that resurfaced from some old hidden files.
The story is a lot of fun to write. Having this sexy journalist gang-raped right next to her rental car is something I find incredibly erotic. Slender brunettes are very high on my personal scale of attractiveness!
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Just as teasing and brutal as I thought it was going to be before reading it! Did expect Phillipe to taunt her verbally more than he did! Still merit awarded from me!
Thanks!
Philippe doesn't feel like calling Séverine a whore nor being verbally abusive with her; he is just super-happy to fuck her. He is totally overpowered by his lust for her, yet he has feelings for her. He is frustrated much less with her than with himself for being too unconfident and shy with women; he doesn't blame the woman for his own shortcomings. Many male characters will never question themselves and will always blame the woman and call her all sorts of foul names; this is not Philippe's case.
On Séverine's side, I did my best to establish that there is some sort of ambivalence toward him, yet her professionalism is the dominant force in her normal life. Up to that fateful day, Séverine was the typical career young woman who sacrifices her very best youthful years to her professional life. If Philippe had known his way around women, he might have been the man to wake up Séverine's sexual side; I can perfectly picture him in Paris inviting her for a coffee and telling her something like "ooh, let's just not talk about work; I want to spend time with you!" ... just enough to make her view him in a different light; it is much better than telling your cute coworker that she's got a nice butt!
This being said, having sexual intercourse during a gang-rape may not be the best way to start a long-term relationship. Like "How did you meet your husband?" "Oh, he was my cameraman and when I was a war correspondent, I was raped by Serbian soldiers and he ended up joining them and raping me as well! He's such an awesome man to be with!" (lol)
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Note: Beside being a total turn-on for me, this story really makes me pause and reflect about what makes a good rape story. In this case, there is sexual tension built-up right from the start and a clear sense of anticipation on the soldiers' side, as they had set a trap and couldn't wait to get their hands on Séverine. There is also an element of social order reversal: the French journalist who sometimes takes a condescending tone when writing about the Serbian army now gets owned by these same soldiers; this is always a big turn-on for me. Another thing: I think the images work really well and they make me feel as I was there seeing every bit of action, my imagination readily filling in the gaps between the images.
Séverine felt the Lieutenant's strength as he held her arms up, as well as Philippe's intense lust for her being vented as he forcefully banged her and rocked her entire body horizontally, this being deeply felt through her vagina and confirmed by the way her cameraman's face was dancing in her line of sight whenever she opened her eyes. She heard Philippe constantly groaning with contented lust and calling her name as he delightfully fucked her deep and hard... She was now making quick grunting sounds each time she bounced against Philippe's hips. To her right she confusely saw a group of Serbian soldiers, most of whom were laughing, cheering or jeering at her and drinking beer; the soldiers also danced to and fro, their figures slanting in her in her line of sight; she confusedly spotted a soldier taking photos of her never-ending rape. All was bathed by sunlight under the Kosovar blue mid-afternoon sky.
Séverine also had developped a headache from the nonstopp bobbing motion. It also struck her that she should have felt hungry by now, as she hadn't eaten anything since 7 AM, and she always had a light breakfast -- a piece of breed with coffee -- but she didn't feel hungry at all. She just felt... trashed, sore and shaken... and also deadly terrified that they might ultimately kill them both, her body being given to Philippe by the Lieutenant like the condemned man's last cigarette...
But such was life. At the end of the day, what was the difference between the minutes they had left to live and a "standard lifetime"? Once the time has passed, it is passed and never to come back again. And to her it felt like she had been gang-raped nonstop for days, weeks and months; for all she cared, she could have been raped since the dawn of times; her ordeal wasn't measured in time, but in unrepairability. If these precious minutes were all she had left, then better make the best of it and grab any fleck of pleasure that she may get. A most bizarre thought crossed her mind: she thought of these 17th century young women who were burned alive as witches -- usually after being gang-raped repeatedly in addition to being tortured -- and felt she was having it easier than them, a bullet in the head being far more merciful than flesh-devouring flames.
As she felt Philippe's thick dick pounding her, forcefully making its way and completely filling her up, constantly rubbing her clitoris and then retreating some only to come back even more forcefully as Philippe's pleasure increased, she tried to forget the unspeakable horror of being raped by her friend and coworker; she knew that she would never ever be able to work with him again, but she tossed that grim thought aside. She tried instead to think of something that could arouse her and make the experience more enjoyable, or at least less unbearable.
Séverine then decided to open the secret door and unleash her hidden dark sexual self, and doing this she realized that being pounded by her cameraman's dick wasn't that unpleasant. Philippe's dick wasn't the longest, but it had a good girth and each time he rammed her, she felt her vagina filled up and her pleasure receptors stimulated by this large fleshy piston coming and going nonstop.
Then she heard the Lieutenant's voice above her... "Hey Frenchie boy! Listen... Don't pound her too deep and heavy; concentrate on fucking her nearer her entrance; this is where her pleasure spots are... Do this, and you'll hear her panting and moaning loud! This will make you cum harder!!!"
Her cameraman kept groaning and calling her name as he didn't seem to acknowledge the Lieutenants's words, but she felt an immadiate change in the way he raped her, as he began to pump his thick swollen dick only part of the way in, but very fast! And this increased tenfold the dick-rubbing against her clitoris and her vagina walls exactly where they were the most sensitive. Oh this Lieutenant really knew his trade... The fucking bastard!
Thus, just as she had decided to unleash her secret sexual being from the shadows it had always been kept, she felt an unstoppable wave of bliss coursing her entire body; even the Lieutenant's hands on her arms and shoulders contributed to her highly aroused state. She began to moan out loud and decided to completely surrender herself to their virile power! They were so STRONG! And Philippe had been wanting her so much!!! No doubt he had been dreaming of fucking her for years, perhaps since he first saw her back when she was just 21 on an internship; and then she suddenly recalled the time when she came back for good after her two years in Germany, and they assigned her to work with him again... Now she recalled what she saw in his eyes -- SEXUAL DESIRE, PURE SEXUAL LUST! -- how didn't she notice? She must have been totally absorbed in her new career...
Philippe couldn't believe his ears as he heard Séverine moaning out loud... and calling his name!?
"AAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh ! ... Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh ! AAaaaah ! Aaaah ! aaaah ! Ooooh Philippe ! Philippe ! Allez ! Oui ! Oui ! (... Philippe! Philippe! Com'n! Yes! Yes!) Aaaaaaaah ! ... Aaaaaaahhhh ! Aahh! ... Oh oui ! Oh oui Philippe ! Philippe ! Prends-moi Philippe ! Prends-moi ! Allez vas-y ! Donne-moi ta bite ! Aaaaaaaaahhhhh OUI ... Aaaaaahh C'EST BON! C'EST BON!... oui, oui, oui, oui, oui !!!!! (... Oh Yes! Oh Yes! Philippe! Philippe! Take me Philippe! Take me! Give me your dick! Aaaaaaaaaaaahhh YES! ... Aaaoooooh IT'S SO GOOD! SO GOOD!... yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!!!!!) ... Aaaaahhhhh ! Oui ...Continue! Continue ! ooooh! C'EST BON !!!! Ooooh OUI!!!! FAIS-MOI JOUIR ! FAIS MOI JOUIIIIIIIIRRRRRhhhh... aaaa aaaaahhhh!!!! (...Yes! Don't stop! Don't stop! ooooooohh IT'S SO GOOD!!!! Oooooh YES!!!! MAKE ME COME! MAKE ME COOMMMMMMMMMMrrrhhhh... aaaaaaaaaahhhh!!!!) ... aaa aaaaaahhhhhhhh !"
He kept going in the same position, ignoring the fatigue building up in his biceps as he squeezed her thighs tight to keep her in place, but then he had the great idea of scooping himself a little under her, so his lap and thighs would support a little bit more of her weight; he also tossed her up a bit so her lower legs rested more solidly on his shoulders. She was moaning and not even thinking of resisting anymore. She had surrendered and given herself to him and his cock. It was a great thing that he was fit enough to perform 30 chin-ups; now it felt a little easier on his arms, and he picked up the pace again after this slight switch of position, relishing the feeling of his extra-sensitive cock burrowing its way inside Séverine's vagina as her breasts freely bounced away with her nipples fully erect...
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Séverine was now panting and freely juicing inside her cunt, her head spinning and her heart racing. It felt so delicious now to feel her entire body being shaken, her swollen breasts bouncing and naked under all these men's gazes, right here in the middle of this field, just beside her rental orange car... As she was wildly shaken and facing the sky, she was imagining her cameraman was savagely fucking her on the car hood; she was loving how his dick rubbed against her fully aroused clitoris, and she blissfully felt the mounting wave of delight from her cameraman's dick and knew that a massive orgasm was on its way!!! "Ooooooooohhhh Philippe ! Philippe !?" She was so shocked and surprised at having such an intense experience from her cameraman, who was usually so unconfident and shy with her.
Philippe kept grunting loud and pounding her while incessantly calling her name... "SÉVERINE ! SÉVERINE ! OOOOHHHH SÉVERINE ! ... SÉVERINE ! OOHHH ! AHHRRRRR!!! ... AHHRRRR!!! ... Aaaarrhrhh! ... hrrrrrr! ... hrrrrr! ... hrrrr!..." Both the journalist and her cameraman mixed their panting, moaning, name-calling and grunting together as they were experiencing this incredibly torrid sex together.
The Serbian officer had a good laugh as he felt Séverine on the brink of an intense orgasm. It was so fucking delicious to have her own cameraman raping her... And now she was loving it!!! If he kept going at this rate, they would soon promote him to Captain and give him an assignment as instructor for the recruit soldiers in one of their rape camps. He smiled at the thaught, yet he didn't wish it that much, for being on the field as part of an operational unit, he had opportunities to capture and rape foreign journalists and other observers -- even female NATO soldiers -- and gang-rape them along with his men. Either way, he was guaranteed a supply of fresh pussies and smiled broadly at this prospect... Being an army officer serving a dictatorial State was a dangerous job, but dangerous jobs always came with perks unavailable to mere mortals! The French journalist was a hell of a perk!!!
As Philippe kept pumping his dick inside his coworker's pussy and making her moan senseless, the Lieutenant's chiefest concern was Philippe would explode and cum just before she reached Cloud Nine, as it would be a lot of fun to hear the French journalist orgasming once more, this time from her own cameraman!!!
Little did he know that Philippe had the opposite problem. Before getting up this morning, he had woken up in bed around 5 AM, in the tiny room he shared with 3 NATO soldiers. And he had silently masturbated thinking of Séverine... Thinking he was banging her after ripping her clothes off and bending her over the orange car hood in some remote part of the country! And he had cummed very strongly! Like all unconfident men, he didn't believe he COULD get sex on that day and he didn't even believe he was going to try to heat things up with her, and as such he had a session of solo play on that very morning! Any confident man in his place would have known there might be a chance for some action with Séverine and would have refrained from masturbating on the same morning, so he'd have a solid and lasting erection to offer her in the case of any fireworks. And what's more, he had had an involuntary blast of cum earlier just from watching Séverine's gang rape!
Philippe kept pounding her and felt himself on the verge of losing his erection, which is a capital sin among Serbian soldiers. He didn't panick and went into his head, and YES! He just thought of a very potent fantasy he had with Séverine; this fantasy never failed to get him highly aroused and rock-hard! Thus he went into his head...
He and Séverine were working in their journal's main office in Paris. Lately, a female coworker of Séverine -- Martine, a cute blonde, fair-skinned, petite with perky round breasts -- had published some controversial caricatures of Mahomet... This didn't go down well with the Muslim community! All of a sudden, they hear loud noises from the street and rush at the window to see what's going on. A very large mob of angry young men, most of whom have dark skin, are screaming in anger and chanting slogans calling for the journal's destruction! Soon they hear them from within the building and it's getting closer! "Oh my God! says Martine, they're in the hallway! They're coming for us!!!" Quickly the men try to barricade the door, but it's too little too late... The angry mob of North African men burst the door open and begin to ransack the place and beat up the men in the most violent way, some of them are already down, and all the women start screaming in a concert of terror upon seeing this mob of dark-skinned Muslim men, who quickly spot them and rush at them!!!
He sees four Maghrebis ruthlessly seizing Séverine and four others seizing her cute blonde cojournalist -- who authored the controversial caricatures -- and they mercilessly tear their clothes off! In a flash, Séverine and Martine are topless. He sees Séverine's perky breasts naked under the office neon light and bouncing has she moves in her pointless fight agaist the four angry Muslims. Martine's vanilla breasts are quickly assaulted by a flurry of dark brown hands as the enraged men keep shouting all sorts of foul names at them. Séverine and Martine are quickly tossed on their respective desks, where the black men violently rip their skirts off their hips and very soon, Philippe can see the women's feet, legs and pubic hair -- Martine's being a most delicate and warm Gold -- and the first men immediately drop their pants, spread out the women's legs and spear themselves between their silky thighs as they frantically scream in panick while the other men hold them firmly down against their desks. Then one Muslim man after the other rapes Séverine, who is forced to take another man in her mouth, her superb white breasts shaking nonstop from the brutal abuse, while Martine is letting out shrill screams as she is subjected to the exact same treatment at the hands of the angry young North African men, in a room filled with the shrill, loud screams of all the other women who are now all being brutally raped by these fierce Muslims!!! "THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU MOCK THE PROPHET!!!" they all scream.
As Philippe was so intensely into his Muslim-themed fantasy, he kept fucking Séverine and he barely realised that she was just abou to climax. He snapped out of his fantasy when he heard her scream loud in unadulterated ecstasy as she very forcefully orgasmed...
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH... AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH... HHHHHHHHh... OUI!!!! Ooooh Philippe... (YES! Ooooh Philippe...) Nature and her dark sexual self had forced her mouth open and she had let go a long and scream of bliss as she felt millions of small timebombs detonating on every millimeter of her body. Séverine's body was all jello and her hands freely floated in front of her forehead as the Serbian Lieutenant kept her body horizontal, in line with her cameraman's furious pounding...
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Her coworker was now fucking her harder than ever as she kept panting and moaning in an extended post-orgasm aftershock. To say he was loving this was an understatement. He started to think he had just died and he was in Paradise. This was so fucking unreal! Séverine's delicious breasts bouncing away, seemingly for ever, as she kept being fucked and fucked and fucked again right beside their orange rental car... WOW!!! WHAT A BOMBSHELL SHE WAS! He couldn't get enough of Séverine's perky breasts, their shaking and bouncing spelling his complete victory and conquest of her! FUCK WORK ETHICS!!! Work ethics is for losers!
Philippe kept voicing his immense pleasure, repeating over and over "Ah OUI ! OUI ! OUI ! Ahhhrrrr! SÉVERINE ! SÉVERINE ! AH ! C'EST BON !" amid his intense grunting. (Oh YES! YES! Ahhhrrrr! SÉVERINE! SÉVERINE! Ah! THIS IS SO GOOD!)
Each of his hip thrust inside Séverine was a forcefull victory against the Friendzone/Coworkerzone! This triumph of sexual lust over professionalism, of pure primal sexual strength over Western civilisation and its restraining rules, this victory was also spelled by Séverine's arms and hands swinging freely above her head, as the Lieutenant held her armpits, and by her head bobbing, as she now enjoyed her post-climax bliss while silently and obediently letting her cameraman fuck her as hard and deep as he wanted...
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The cameraman kept banging her like a stallion with his rock-hard erection, his dick throbbing and swollen with a new unstoppable life as he forcefully steamed ahead and passed the frontier of No-Return Kingdom of Manly Bliss. YES, HE WAS FUCKING HER! FUCKING HIS JOURNALIST... LIKE THESE ANGRY MUSLIMS ON HER DESK IN PARIS, AND THIS WAS SO FUCKING AWESOME!!!
Sensing his climax very near, grunting and groaning very intensely, and now fucking Séverine with frantic abandon, he quickly went back to his Parisian-Muslim fantasy to make sure he would erupt inside Séverine like a volcano who suddenly awakes after eons of sleep...
The angry Muslim African men rape Séverine, Martine and every other woman present; they rape them urgently, angrily and with total abandon! Now he watches Martine's incredibly firm butt, two round buns of pure white flesh with a tinge of pale gold, as out-of-control Muslims take turns in raping her doggystyle with their big brown dicks! Then, the African men find a little sister, 15 years old, a slender brunette with blossoming charms, who happens to be there on some sort of internship as part of a highschool project, and they urgently assault her; now, her clothes are lying in shreds on the office floor as one African man after the other pins her against the floor and rapes her missionary style, with total fury and quickly cums very forcefully inside her, the first of them having violently broken her virgin's hymen. The young teen screams at the top of her voice as one dark man after the other pounds her bloody vagina with his huge brown dick, smiling broadly and shouting "ALLAH AKBAR!" as he forcefully cums deep inside her.
His erect dick is on the verge of exploding as he watches the horde of men taking their turns on Séverine and Martine!!! They all vent their anger by intensely releasing their loads inside these French journalists. Yeah! Now they're getting punished! This is Allah's will!!! Each of them screams "ALLAH AKBAR!!!" as he forcefully ejaculates... He feels very much ashamed of enjoying the dystopian scene, but it's so FUCKING DAMNED GOOD! ahhhhrrrrr! hrrrrr! HRRRRR! ... HRRRR!... Séverine and Martine take the massive pounding naked on their desks, their beautiful breasts now freely bouncing under the African men's fury and anger as they let spill frothing saliva in their open-mouthed exhilaration at gang-raping these university-educated white women, whose sublimely dainty feet swing in the air as their pure white legs bounce against the dark men's muscly sides as they take one dark-brown dick after the other, each man screaming "ALLAH AKBAR!!!" as he cums forcefully and vents his anger..."ALLAH AKBAR!!!" ... "ALLAH AKBAR!!!"... All barriers destroyed... All the educated white women stripped naked and savagely raped by these beasts on their very desks, their university diplomas and their work ethics of no avail against these... "ALLAH AKBAR!!!" ... "ALLAH AKBAR!!!" All these African men empty their balls inside Séverine... "ALLAH AKBAR!!!" Séverine and Martine, ON THEIR DESKS, NAKED AND GANG-RAPED AND TAKING ALL THESE MEN'S HUGE LOADS OF MUSLIM CUM... All barriers are broken down! All the white women arrr... AHHHRRRRRRRR!!!!!
At last, Philippe feels his bursting dick exploding deep inside Séverine and he shouts an unrestrained scream of joy as he extremely forcefully spurts his load in an ungodly intense ejaculation, venting out his years of frustration in this one massive load of sperm!!! ...
....AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA... TYAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH... HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRR ... AAHHTTTTYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRR RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR...
As she felt Philippe's warm and massive load of goo flooding her vagina and entering her womb, Séverine felt horror and shock at this terrible reality of taking her coworker's dick and flow of sperm inside her; from a professional standpoint, it was unspeakable and unforgivable; she could never ever work with him again! Yet her dark sexual being inside her felt satisfaction at feeling and heering this well-built man so forcefully cumming inside her. She knew that this dark being would never be silenced from now on. She would, against her will, long for the return of this same throbbing dick that had given her such an extreme rush of pleasure! Oh Philippe, qu'as-tu fait ! Mais... c'était BON !? (Oh Philippe, what have you done! But... it was, GOOD!?) Again, she would forever feel both loathing and lust for him. Loathing for him as a professional man, but lust for his well-endowed dick.
Her cameraman felt he was dying from so intense a pleasure as he ejaculated... There are no words to describe the biblical extent of his complete satisfaction, the utter fulfillment of his beastly lust for his journalist!
As he spurted one long-lasting shot of thick jism, he contemplated Séverine's now tired and surrendered figure, as her head kept bobbing in the Serbian Lieutenant's lap... Séverine's cameraman enjoyed every little second of this sublime moment of complete victory, as he kept pounding her as long as his spurting dick would stay inside her... The Serbian photograph joyfully clicked-clicked his camera on this incredible moment...
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As he finished spurting his massive and sustained load, Philippe felt his legs turn to jello from the unreal climax and he fell to his knees, letting go of Séverine's legs, his cum-dripping dick exiting her flooded vagina and his sperm spilling out of her entrance while she half stood, half laid down, the Serbian officer still holding her arms.
"OH ! PUUTAIN ! OH PUTAIN DE MERDE !!! ... NON MAIS QUELLE PUTAIN DE BAISE !!!" (OH SHIIIT! OH LORD JESUS!... WHAT AN INCREDIBLY GOOD FUCK THIS WAS!!!)
Prensently, the Lieutenant kept holding Séverine's shoulder and had her kneeling and turning around, as her recovering cameraman took advantage of his position to touch her gorgeous ankles in order to caress her legs and move up to her incredibly white and beautiful butt. The photograph clicked-clicked again...
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As he wanted to capture the moment when Philippe started caressing and kissing and licking Séverine's wonderful butt, the photographed clicked-clicked but then he realized there were no shots left!
The photograph felt very sad as he told his officer, but the Lieutenant was already happy with the photos. He would write some cheesy comments on some of them and circulate copies in the entire Brigade! His Platoon had won bragging rights! Tabloids and undergrund erotic magazines would also welcome such material.
"Now! he said to Philippe, Now you can ask your beautiful journalist to give you head... No, you can COMMAND her to be a good coworker and show her respect and appreciation for your hard work by giving you the best blowjob she can possibly give you! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"
All the men joined in the fun. The Captain and his two roadcheck Corporals were growing impatient; they couldn't wait to do what they had in mind. Thus, the cameraman's answer were music to their ears:
"Thank you very much! I would really love to have her suck my dick, but I need first to rest a little, if I may, so the experience will be that much more enjoyable."
Séverine couldn't believe her ears! She somewhat understood Philippe's intense and long-harbored lust for her, and also realized that the Serbian officer would probably have forced him to rape her just for the fun of watching the scene. But now, Philippe was openly objectifying her and speaking of her like a piece of meat, only there to satisfy his sexual wants. No way she was going to allow him to have her mouth around his dick, unless it was required to save her life!
The Lieutenant nodded, and congratulated him on his great sexual prowess. He'd had her orgasming in his arms and then had cummed hard inside her like a pro! He deserved some refreshment. He gave an order, and one of his men gave him a nice, cold beer. As Séverine watched Philippe opening the can of beer, grinning along with the Serbian soldiers, some of whom patted him on the shoulder, as she watched this can being opened with a schlick sound, she knew a heavy armored door, like a Swiss bank vault, was being shut forever between them.
At this point, the Captain and his two Corporals from Ramoc stepped in front of the men and approached Séverine, who realized with horrific disappointment that her ordeal was STILL not over. She surprised herself in wanting the Serbian soldiers shot her dead at this point...
Sometimes, unexpected things happen that break all social and professional barriers. Such was the case on this mid-April afternoon, in the middle of a secluded Kosovar field when Séverine, French journalist and war correspondent, was captured by Serbian soldiers along with her cameraman, who was powerless to protect her, yet greatly enjoyed the unexpected turn of events; he enjoyed it to an outrageously high degree. He finally got to freely satisfy his lust for her, but on which terms? And at what cost?
From her half-opened eyes, and half kneeling, half lying down, her body beyond battered, Séverine looked at her cameraman-turned-rapist with loathing, contempt and regret all at once. If he had been more confident with her and this... HORROR hadn't taken place, maybe she could have dated him and they might have become lovers if not a couple, but NOW!!! NOW this was completely out of the question. Once this... HORROR... this ORDEAL was over, she was going to turn this very heavy page, probably with some professional help, and start a brand-new one.
Yes, Philippe had given her an orgasm, but only because this bastard Serbian officer explained him how, so he would once more enjoy the satisfaction of her senseless moaning and unstoppable verbal expressions of her orgasming. This she could teach to the young lover she was going to chose. Yes. As soon as possible, she would say goodbye to Kosovo, goodbye to Philippe and goodbye to being a war correspondent. There were other ways she could advance her career and anyway, from now on, she was going to strike more balance between her personal and professional lives. Philippe had just become coperpetrator of a war crime. He did precisely what she was working and standing against as a woman and journalist.
It felt all strange to her -- she was still naked in the middle of the field, surrounded with more than twenty men who had just raped her, and presently approached by three more uniformed rapists, yet she was already setting out on the road to a better life... IF ONLY the Serbian troops let her live! She once again opted to be fully obedient as her best chance for survival.
TO BE CONTINUED.
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Note: All right! Now begins the second and last phase of this story. I have had such a great time writing the first phase, even more than I had anticipated. All the scenes where the Serbian soldiers are pounding and having their way with the French journalist -- naked in their arms in the middle of the field and right next to her rental car -- are for ever printed in my mind. I find the scene pretty darn hot. Now that the photograph has no shots left, let's see what I can do without pictures. I had some final scenes in mind that my source video just doesn't cover; for example, I absolutely want Séverine to get bent over the car hood and slammed hard! I don't have much time left, but let's just get started...
The Captain and his two Corporals from the road checkpoint near Ramoc approached Séverine, who laid on her side with her torso erect on her delicate white arms, her firm breasts beautifully sagging down a little sideways, her dainty feet and lower legs spelling white female sensuality against the green grass. She felt exhausted, but since she wanted to maximize her chances of survival, she looked at the approaching men very stoically.
However, she felt very angry inside her as she recognized the Serbian officer who had asked them their papers last morning near Ramoc, seemingly so long ago. She looked at him smiling down on her with his well-trimmed dark mustache and his small mischievous eyes; the two tall and massive Corporals flanking him were an ominous sight that meant one more rough gang-rape for Séverine!
No doubt, it was him... This wicked-looking officer had called the Lieutenant and they had set up their trap farther down the road. The three men were now upon her, very calm in their demeanour as the entire platoon -- and a contented, beer-drinking Philippe -- looked on intently. Such a shame that no one had another small camera. Philippe had very much enjoyed having his way with Séverine, but he didn't want to push the crime as far as lending them his own material, and he prayed they wouldn't take a second look in the rental car; thus far, the Serbian soldiers have been far too distracted by Séverine's tits, ass and pussy. So Philippe opted to mitigate his betrayal of her coworker; he felt bad enough as it was and rightly so. He would have a very difficult time looking himself in a mirror from now on, or looking in the eyes of his girlfriend for that matter...
Séverine, completely vulnerable in her nakedness and submitted to her fate, yet with fire of anger in her eyes, looked up at the Captain as he spoke excellent English with a devious-sounding accent that only added to the wickedness of his looks : "Hello little Mademoiselle! I see you have recognized me... Now, don't be so angry, please! You shouldn't have been travelling in these parts by yourselves so soon after the bombing! If it hadn't been us, it would have been others, and then... It might as well have been even worse!"
He gave a pause to let his words sink in. He did his best to make Séverine feel like her fate could have been worse, and now he reminded her of the real possibility that she could meet the worst fate:
"As it is, I am not sure whether the Platoon Lieutenant is willing to let you leave this field alive. I am senior in rank ..." He gently tapped his shoulder pad, where three gold diamonds were lined up straight; the Lieutenant had just two, as Séverine saw him putting back his field jacket on. The weather was getting cooler as the shadows were growing longer, with still very few puffy clouds in the clear sky. "... I am senior in rank, but I do not command this Platoon and it would be very bad manners on my part to give orders to the Lieutenant in front of his men! But I may convince him to let you go with your life IF... If you very willingly offer yourself to us. There is something I have been wanting to do with you from the first time I saw you in that orange car of yours..."
Séverine answered "Y... Yes. Whatever sex you ask for, I will do. I just ask you to let me go back to Paris. It... It's no use telling you I won't publish anything about this... incident, because anyway no one in the public would believe me! People in my country prefer to live with lies and bask in their false sense of safety. They don't want to know that what just happened to me is much more common than they think. They prefer to watch all these films where female characters are always saved at the last moment."
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" the Captain burst out laughing along with the two Corporals. "... Ah! Ah! Ah! ... Oh yes! I know these movies! It's so damned funny! All these tough-looking men who can't even manage to get rid of just one man and then have his nice little companion! ... Yeah, but here, this is real life! In real life, now you KNOW what happens to an attractive foreign journalist who gets caught in the middle of a secluded field! She gets fucked and fucked again! And NOW little Mademoiselle, you ARE getting fucked again! ..."
Séverine said nothing. She just looked down, accepting her fate as the two Corporals lifted her up and brought her near the small orange Lada.
TO BE CONTINUED.
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When Captain Miroslav Panić had first seen Séverine in the passenger seat on that fateful morning, he KNEW he was going to rape her and HOW he was going to. He had already enjoyed her on his lap as she bounced up and down, riding his cock and moaning out loud her shameful pleasure with her arms hugging the Serbian soldier in front of her. His Corporals had done this too, and it had been so much fun!
Now he was going to do what he had pictured himself doing as he saw her leaning over her driver/cameraman to give papers to the Corporal at the driver window. He'd had a massive boner from thinking of it. And it was in fact pretty vanilla stuff, but he knew he would get an immense kick out of it.
He ordered his Corporals to turn Séverine around and lean her over against the car hood, where her magnificient white, firm butt was offered for all the men to see under the Kosovar late-afternoon sun; two buns of sublime French delights basking in April light. Captain Miroslav Panić immediately got down on his knees behind her and put his hands on both sides of her ass, running his hands on the silky soft skin, squeezing her butt cheeks and greatly enjoying the uniquely female softness of this most erotic bodypart. He then started to lick Séverine's ass. "Oh yes! Oh yes! ... You are very, very beautiful Mademoiselle! Please say you want me to fuck you like a beast! Say it now!"
"Th... Thanks for the compliment, Sir. Will you please fuck me from behind like a wild beast from Serbia, Sir?"
The Captain was taken aback by Séverine's survival-driven roleplaying. His boner was now pushing hard against his uniform pants, as he answered while standing up... "Yes Mademoiselle! I will! We will rape you, and we will RIGHT NOW!"
He once more undid his uniform pants, but didn't take them off this time. No, he wanted to fuck her all clothed, fast, intense and furious exactly like he had been wanting to do since the very start. His erection stuck out of his khaki pants, hard, veiny and well girthed. Grabbing Séverine's hips, he rubbed his throbbing hardness on the French journalist's butt, bringing his dick to the point of near bursting in doing so. Both Corporals simply stood by and watched, growing an erection in their own right. Séverine no longer needed to be pinned down and they were rape veterans enough to understand that. But the Captain still ordered them to hold her arms, as he wished to simulate the forceful and urgent rape of a freshly undressed victim.
After immensely enjoying Séverine's pure white butt, Captain Miroslav Panić -- AT LAST!!! -- inserted his hard dick inside the beautiful journalist as she was bent over the orange Lada they had stopped at the checkpoint near Ramoc. He roared in utter satisfaction as he felt his manhood forcefully making its way inside the beyond-lubed pussy and he immediately started to fuck her fast and furious as if he wanted to be done quickly lest some unwanted witnesses saw him commit this war crime.
Séverine had made a short, clear moan as she felt the Captain's intrusion inside her womanhood, but then she took this nondescript rape stoically without making a sound. The Captain didn't ask her to say anything; she had been concerned he may command her to tell him she was loving it, but he did nothing of the sort, and she felt some diffuse sense of relief as the Captain kept pounding her... But she felt her tits crushed and rubbed painfully hard against the orange Lada's metallic hood. As she was pinned into place, she couldn't use her arms to ease this pain as her entire body was utterly shaken from the very intense fucking the Captain kept up as he grunted and groaned in mounting ecstasy, quickly building up a strong climax.
Then Séverine felt the unmistakable twitching inside her, and Captain Miroslav Panić tensed up and roared loud as he emptied his balls inside the French journalist, driving his head back and fully enjoying the entire scene and thinking he was still back there near Ramoc and doing this under the morning sun with both Corporals firmly holding her in place and her cameraman helplessly looking on (and secretely enjoying it). Philippe drank his beer as he watched the Captain forcefully ejaculating inside her former coworker. He knew they could never work together again, but he couldn't help but enjoy the scene very much as he began feeling another hardness between his legs. It felt like his dick was on steroids in this adrenaline-filled setting.
Séverine heard the Captain's roar and felt the massive warmth flooding her vagina, some of it spilling out as the Serbian officer released one big heap of a load in unrestrained spasmodic orgasm.
The Captain had to lean on the car and wait to regain his breath. He panted. He then said... "You are such a very good fuck, Mademoiselle! France should be proud of you!"
The Corporals didn't lose time in grabbing Séverine. Their dicks were very hard too and they had waited impatiently for their Captain to finish, although this rape had been quite short in duration. Séverine let herself be moved in their arms, her head bobbing on a strong, beefy uniformed shoulder as one Corporal held her torso from behind and the other, facing Séverine, quickly spread her legs and then speared his dick right inside her cunt after grabbing her hips.
As the Corporal immediately started pumping his dick inside her, Séverine felt much pain from her sore and reddened hips, where so many rugged Serbian men had grabbed her to take their pleasure. She felt like a piece of meat being tossed, tossed and tossed again among this pack of bandits. She looked at the Corporal in front of her and was struck by how fiendish his expression was, as he stood grunting and sweating, his face distorted in the physical intensity with a small rivulet of saliva streaming down his half-opened mouth. The man must have weighed something like 250 pounds of muscle; he was so fucking massive! Twice her weight. She closed all thoughts and began silently praying for her to come out of this alive as her head bobbed against the other man's chest and her rapist-Corporal kept doing his thing.
She had no idea for how long this had been going on when she felt the usual dick twitch inside her, followed with a testosterone-charged groan as the Corporal relieved his massive built-up sexual tension in a river of semen that burst out of his exploding dick. She liked the warmth, as the weather was growing a little too cold for her naked body. She longed for a warm shower and then a nice cozy room with a fireplace, snugging under a thick blanket and drinking a hot chocolate, as she felt the Serbian strong man emptying his balls inside her too-many-times-ravaged body.
The other Corporal had decided he was going to bend her over the car hood, like his Captain. Séverine prayed he also was going to prefer to rape her vagina, as she'd had more than enough ass torture for her lifetime. She would never, ever willingly allow any man to enter there again! She felt that a man could be a superbly skilled lover without using this hole.
As the last man of the trio raped her cunt from behind -- much to her relief -- she once more took refuge in her warm fantasies against the growing April end-of-day chill. She was a Roman noble lady, whose husband's villa was being sacked and plundered by a horde of revolted gladiators. They had bent her over a marble table, a cold marble table against which her perky breasts were almost crushed as her body was rocked savagely by each of her succeeding rapists, all of whom were incredibly well-built studs who fucked her with complete abandon as they took their brutal revenge against the elite Roman society!
She began moaning, unsure if she did it in her thoughts or in reality, but then hearing men laughing, and once again unsure if it was the gladiators or the Serbian soldiers who were laughing and jeering at her. She didn't care anymore. She felt some tinge of pleasure as the last Corporal's sizeable dick rubbed against her clit, but all in all her body was way too exhausted to feel much at all. She just kept biding her time and bracing her shaken body, praying for the brutal pounding and the man's loud groaning to end soon.
After what seemed like an eternity, the second Corporal forcefully cummed inside her, he too enjoying very much the raping of this French journalist he had seen sitting in the car passenger seat, and now comparing this professional scene to the present one where she was naked and bent over that same car. He exited her and then let out a second shot of jism that landed on her exposed butt. Oh boy! These were the days he was loving his job!
TO BE CONTINUED.
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After the last Corporal cummed and exited her and then quickly redid his uniform pants, Séverine dropped to the ground like a sack of potatoes, hoping that this time was the end of her ordeal and praying she was to survive it. She secretely hoped they would shoot Philippe dead just for the sport of it and not leave her alone with him. She had confusedly saw him drinking beer and grinning with the Serbian soldiers and she felt nothing but hate and contempt for him now.
It wasn't to be. The Serbian Lieutenant told the men it was time to pack things up and drive back to their barracks, where they'd show their pictures to the rest of the Battalion and tell them in the minute detail how they had spent the day fucking a beautiful French journalist who happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.
They told Philippe "the recess is over!" and brutally took off the khaki ball cap and camouflage tank-top they had so generously borrowed him. The Lieutenant added "these items were rental, and now comes the price to pay!" and he suddenly pulled out his 9mm pistol and ordered him to get down on his knees. The Captain immediately came at him and asked him not to execute the prisoner, but adding -- for the Lieutenant's pride sake -- that he was the one to take that final decision.
Séverine intently watched the Captain speaking with the Lieutenant -- she saw nothing but the 9mm pistol, the sun shining on its bright metallic barrel. Both men were discussing intently for what seemed like an eternity while a couple of laughing soldiers were kicking the now-again naked cameraman, kicking him in the midsection, sending him to the ground and then playfully ordering him to get back up on his knees.
She was paralysed with terror and feverishly prayed. She asked herself if she believed in Afterlife. She felt something very subtle in the air coming down on her; she couldn't see anything special, but it felt like a reassuring glow of light had just came down on her from the sky. She weirdly felt like some reassuring presence was resting its mighty hand on her shoulder and she forgot her fear. She felt at peace with herself and everything around her.
The discussion had ended between the two officers on the field. The Lieutenant approached Philippe, who was now being held down on his knees. Philippe started crying, screaming and begging for his life as he saw the ominous 9mm pistol in the Lieutenant's hand. The Lieutenant stopped right next to him and pointed the pistol at his head.
The two strong soldiers restraining him had to use all their power to keep Philippe from stirring as he went into panick mode and peed on the ground.
"You're just a fucking coward!" said the Lieutenant with complete disdain. "You don't deserve I spare your miserable life! ... and you sure didn't deserve fucking her!" he added, nodding in Séverine's direction.
"Now, he asked, tell me why... Why should I let you live? You miserable worm!"
"B... Bec... Because... Because... I... I hav..."
"Don't bother! ... NO! SHUT THE FUCK UP! I have no time to listen to a stuttering coward! ... Now take this!"
The Lieutenant suddenly struck Philippe hard in the back of the head with the butt of his heavy pistol. Philippe went KO on the ground, his face almost in the pool of urine he had pissed when he panicked. Had he been better trained and had he kept his head cool, he would have noticed that the safety catch was still at "SAFE" on the Lieutenant's old Tokarev Pistol.
The Lieutenant added, as if he was still able to hear him... "The Captain kindly reminded me that if we shot you dead, this would create complications, and we do not want complications. We just wanted some leasurely entertainment."
Séverine was relieved beyond words -- but ONLY for herself -- as she saw the Lieutenant merely striking her cameraman down.
Then the Serbian soldiers all approached her, as she was still on the ground, leaning on her side with her torso supported on her elbow, her back almost touching the car front side. It was still full daylight, but anyone who paid attention would notice the subtle dimming of the light as the afternoon slowly drew nearer its end. It had been Séverine's longest day.
The Lieutenant had put back his pistol in its holster. He unzipped his uniform pants and stuck out his unloaded weapon. All his men did likewise.
The Serbian officer then spoke to her... "Now Little French Miss, I am afraid it's the time for us to say goodbye, but don't worry! We leave you with a proper parting gift! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"
He then came closer and ordered her to get up on her knees. She at once understood what was required of her. She took the Lieutenant's flaccid dick and began to pleasure it with her hands, while the other soldiers closed in. Soon, there were four other soldiers whose dicks, flaccid or hardening again, surrounded her beautiful figure like a hostile army besieging a castle in the final phase preceding its fall.
The Lieutenant's dick quickly got hard, and Séverine then readily took it in her mouth and began to give the mandatory blowjob. She also took two more soldiers dicks in her hands and began to pleasure them as the Lieutenant ordered her to suck him fast, hard and good, which she did.
The Lieutenant grabbed Séverine's head with both hands, like he had done earlier this afternoon, and frantically face-fucked her. He quickly built a climax and then unloaded his cum in her mouth and all over her fatigued face as he exited her still-very sensual mouth. They could abuse and defile her all they wanted, but her beauty could not be destroyed. Then Séverine proceeded to pleasure the entire Platoon likewise, with either hand or mouth, quickly and efficiently as she was required to do.
The men commented on her being now a very good comfort girl, as she kept pleasuring their dicks. The Lieutenant kept commanding her to hurry as it was getting late. Some men just masturbated themselves and emptied their loads of cum over Séverine's face and/or body. Those who were given a handjob or blowjob cummed the hardest and Séverine heard their successive groans as more and more Serbian semen spilled on her face, hair, breasts and legs, her tight body always so very sexy as she knelt down and kept servicing all these eager men.
When it was over, Séverine was utterly covered with sticky goo.
The Lieutenant gave back their papers to Philippe, just tossing them on the ground where he laid down, still groggy. "All's in order!" he jokingly said. Then he climbed back in his jeep with his Platoon Sergeant and their driver while the rest of his men climbed back in the large khaki truck. The Captain and his Corporal climbed back in their own jeep.
Suddenly they were all gone. Only the wind was to be heard with the occasional chirp of a bird preparing for the evening.
Séverine was left alone. With her former coworker.
TO BE CONTINUED.
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Séverine laid down and breathed slowly, deeply, like a now-tranquil lake, enjoying the unreal, soothing bliss of being finally left alone after multiple eternities of the worst sorts of abuses. The feeling of the cooling sun on her cummed-covered skin was so enjoyable that she forgot the deep soreness in her vagina and the pain from her bruised hips. She didn't care about the rancid taste in her mouth nor the hardening semen crusts drying up under the Kosovar subtly waning sunlight.
She forgot about where she was. She forgot about Philippe.
Then she suddenly felt hands -- MALE HANDS -- groping her breasts, then the wet warmth of a mouth on her left nipple... "This is probably normal after what I went through... It must be a lucid dream..." she told herself in the lull of her half-sleep.
Then she heard Philippe's voice... "Oh... Séverine ! ... Oh... Séverine ! ... Tu es si belle ! Si douce..." (Oh Séverine! ... Oh Séverine! ... You're so beautiful! So sweet...)
She opened up her eyes. Philippe was laying over her and sucking her tits, his hands cupping and caressing her boobs. She started to yell at him and pummelled him with her girly fists. "Philippe Non ! Arrête ! Non ! Philippe ça suffit ! NON !" (No Philippe! Stop this! No! Philippe, that's enough! NO!)
Philippe only thought of his new erection and the temptation had proved too strong for him to resist, just like so many things had proved too strong for him on that day and in his life in general. It never occurred to him that he was the one to blame for all his shortcomings. This would be his last opportunity for emptying his balls inside Séverine. Earlier, he had noticed in her eyes that she was loathing him and he understood they would part for ever when all this was over. He had formed his plan of attack as soon as the Serbian troops left.
When he felt Séverine's fist battering the back of his head and hitting the sore spot that the Lieutenant's pistol had left him with, Philippe got angry and slapped Séverine hard, then again... then a third time. Séverine stopped screaming as a rivulet of blood streamed down her mouth, the crimson tell-tale sign of ultimate coworker trust betrayal.
Séverine decided that resisting would only increase her suffering. She went silent, sobbing and feebly asking him why he was doing this to her, and let Philippe firmly hold her wrists down as he positioned himself to enter her. He briefly freed up one hand to work his manhood inside her and then started fucking her missionary style, urgently and angrily, once again venting out his frustration at being for ever friendzoned and grunting his satisfaction as he played back in his head all the earlier scenes where Séverine was being gang-raped by the Serbian troops. The images were blurry in his mind, but the scenes retained all of their excitement! All vivid in their colors, orange car and all! He would for ever masturbate to those images playing out in his twisted mind... OH GOD! WHAT A FUCKING RUSH!!!
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Philippe felt his climax quickly building up as he was fucking Séverine like a regular piston, the piston in the motor of an orange rental Lada, his dick going up and down in quick jerking motions as Séverine let out small groans of anger and sorrow, tears streaming down her cheeks as she endured one more rape; one rape too many. For Séverine, the pill was unfathomably bitter. She felt utterly betrayed and it almost broke her soul.
Suddenly Philippe was knocked out cold by a crushing blow he never saw coming, as his entire being was so intently bent on his nearing climax and ejaculation...
TO BE CONTINUED.
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Ermir, Hekuran his son and Jozef, Ermir's lifetime neighbor and friend, had waited for a long time, watching the Serbian soldiers having their way with Séverine. All three of them had been immensely turned on upon discovering the scene. They had taken great care of not being discovered, staying in their hiding place some 150 yards away, safe in bushes and resisting the temptation to get closer for a better view. They had been very patient. Patience is the most important quality in a hunter.
Ermir and his son Hekuran had watched it all, very intently, for hours.
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They had refrained from masturbating, and felt all the tension building up in their manhoods. Their plan of attack was Hekuran's brain child. Ermir was proud of his 32-year-old son. They would simply wait and make sure the soldiers were all gone and far before making their move, but oh... By the Prophet Allah, it had been an unbearably long wait for the three ethnic Muslim Albanians. They indeed belonged to the very group that was being persecuted and hunted down by the Serbian troops and whose shameful persecution Séverine was vocally denouncing in her papers. Now they were horny and were well determined to seize their once-a-lifetime opportunity to quench their sexual urges on a beautiful foreign woman! And having her FOR REAL!!!
Then, at long last, Jozef had made sure the coast was clear...
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As Philippe was assaulting Séverine, they had made a swift approach and Hekuran had clubbed Philippe hard with the butt of his hunting rifle.
Now, with Philippe unconscious, they were masters of the battlefield, left with the spoils...
TO BE CONTINUED.
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Taking me awhile to get through it but an awesome story
So realistic and this is getting top marks from me.
The pics are wonderfully well fitted with a form of near accuracy
The attention to detail is amazing too even mentioning minor details like Severine getting a headache from the motion of it all excellent work not fully up to date yet but merit most certainly awarded
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Again I'm caught up to date. Don't know what is worse for Séverine all the Serbs gang banging her or Phillipe using her. Really interested to know what the father and son duo plans to do with her? Sorry i can only award a single merit when multiply merits are due!
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Bravo Bruiser!
Wtg, you pulled together great writing to support a good collection of images. Produced a hot tale!
Fits well my socially unacceptable turn-ons. I was toying with ideas for a story in same corner of the world, which is so ripe for non consensual depravity. You did such a realisticallyff detailed job, enjoyed the read. Earned a merit coming soon, I'll add when possible. I think I'll shift focus on other projects. I'm newish to RU so just getting to know/meet (online) folks.
Kudos,
Verbal
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Taking me awhile to get through it but an awesome story
So realistic and this is getting top marks from me.
The pics are wonderfully well fitted with a form of near accuracy
The attention to detail is amazing too even mentioning minor details like Severine getting a headache from the motion of it all excellent work not fully up to date yet but merit most certainly awarded
Thanks! Feedback much appreciated!
This is the first story where I focus that much on the female side aka the receiving end of being gang-raped by men. The pics work much better when I write the story around them instead of trying to find fitting pictures... I found the vid, then I thought of the scenario and took a lot of screenshots, and its best to use as many different pics as possible to reflect the photograph being turned on and click-click-clicking frantically. Some pics look almost identical, but they are nonetheless distinct. There's also a technological aspect that sets 1999 apart from today. He was probably using some sort of numeric camera and went through the entire memory card, unlike today's iPhones; in 2020, Séverine's rape would have gone viral on the dark web!
The scenario was an immense turn-on for me, but it only grew more intense as I wrote.
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Again I'm caught up to date. Don't know what is worse for Séverine all the Serbs gang banging her or Phillipe using her. Really interested to know what the father and son duo plans to do with her? Sorry i can only award a single merit when multiply merits are due!
Thanks! The story is developing very organically around a main storyline. Often, I get ideas while I am writing...
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Bravo Bruiser!
Wtg, you pulled together great writing to support a good collection of images. Produced a hot tale!
Fits well my socially unacceptable turn-ons. I was toying with ideas for a story in same corner of the world, which is so ripe for non consensual depravity. You did such a realisticallyff detailed job, enjoyed the read. Earned a merit coming soon, I'll add when possible. I think I'll shift focus on other projects. I'm newish to RU so just getting to know/meet (online) folks.
Kudos,
Verbal
Thanks for the feedback! Here is the right place to freely let out your most secret and socialy unacceptable fantasies. First and foremost, I write stories with scenarios that turn me on and develop the stories in ways that I find the most pleasurable for me. Some female users told me my depiction of the rape was realistic. Indeed, my stories are often very much unlike what you commonly see in porn, as my erotic imagery comes mostly from literature and mainstream movies.
Stay sound and happy reading & writing!
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It took Séverine a while to understand why the intense pounding under Philippe had abruptly stopped.
She opened up her eyes and saw the three ethnic Albanian peasants towering over her naked lying-down self. These were the kind of nice, quiet folks she was interviewing as she went from village to town and gathered testimonies about the atrocities the Serbian troops were inflicting on this ethnic Muslim community. Now the three men ominously stood facing her and all looking down on her body with intense lust in their dark brown eyes.
There were two elderly men who looked well into their 70s -- one looking whose clothes and figure reminded Séverine of some gentle vineyard farmer in Southern France; the other, a shorter man with a mark-riddled leathery face wearing a white wool hat, a white shirt and a very dark brown jacket that buried his skinny torso. And then there was the youngest of the three -- a dark-haired, very Mediterranean-looking man, rather tall and well-built who wore a black-decorated white shirt tucked under black trousers... He looked like some Sicilian actor in some cheap crime movie from the 1970s. He reminded her of one of three thugs in a scene from an old Emanuelle erotic movie, where Emanuelle gets caught by three sinister thugs in a back alley, who gang-rape her on the spot in a very intense scene that went right to the edge of what was allowable in movies back then.
This younger man with somewhat long black hair presently gave the hunting rifle to one of the elders and smiled on her as he unzipped his pants, while the other elder -- the one who looked like a vineyard farmer -- quickly went behind her, knelt down and forcefully grabbed her arms. She heard him speaking directly above her face, telling her something in Albanian, which she did't understand. Tani, zonjë! Rri i qete! (Now, lady! You stay quiet!)
She watched the tall dark-haired man in his thirties taking his black pants off, then lowering his boxers... He had a rather bigger-than-average dick, the hardening shaft making some sort of fleshy limb, all the whiter as its thick stem was lost in a black forest of dense pubic hair, beneath which hung a healthy pair of Albanian balls. She was about to get raped by these men who belonged to the unfortunate persecuted ethnic group... raped by the three Muslim Albanian men.
In her mind, she saw one side of the coin -- she interviewing a placid elderly man, quietly sitting on a rocking chair and smoking pipe, in some Kosovar back hamlet while his wife was looking on with a jealous eye, and while their son was sizing her from her feet up, eye-raping her; now she was about to EXPERIENCE the other side of the coin, in the form of this dark-haired son whose eyes were feasting on her naked body and whose swelling dick was about to violate her as his father looked on, and most probably impatiently waited for his turn on her... The intense scene had her thinking that absolutely everything in human society was similarly two-sided: on one side, the neat, well-ordered life in Paris with its police-patrolled streets where everybody is busy living a law-abiding life; on the flip side, riots everywhere as angry mobs smash store windows and invade homes and office buildings, ransacking everything, looting, killing and of course raping...
Ermir the father, Hekuran the son and Jozef the neighbor had sorted everything out before making their move. They'd had ample time to do so. Since the approach plan was Hekuran's idea, he was going to rape her first; he was also the youngest of them and it was very likely the elder men wouldn't have to wait too long until he was done. The two elders had played head or tails and Ermir had won. So the father would follow his son in raping Séverine.
As for the method of raping, they feared other Serbian troops might turn up and felt they had to quickly do their thing and then get the hell away from this dangerous spot. These weren't the brightest men in Kosovo and it didn't cross their minds that they had the option of taking the foreign woman to a thickly wooded area, where they would be at much more leisure to use her for their unfathomable pleasure. What's more, knocking Philippe unconscious with the rifle butt had given them an adrenaline rush that fed their manhoods; they all felt like they must have her right here and there!
They weren't the most creative men either. As Jozef held Séverine's arms, Hekuran got on his knees, his growing erection now fully standing out of his pelvis in a glorious show of Albanian manhood, then he leaned down on the beautiful foreign woman and quickly entered her. Séverine feebly protested as she felt the hard dick invading her sore and overused vagina. The man's face was against hers as he let out a forceful groan of satisfaction upon feeling his large dick making its way all the way to her cervix. He had been pleasantly surprised by the well-lubed tight vagina. The combination of tightness and ease of entering really turned him on as he started fucking her with rough grunts, breathing directly against her neck as he started panting and increased the pace.
Séverine took this heavy man on her, knowing it would be pointless to resist, and besides she felt so utterly exhausted; she started to feel a little hungry too as she didn't have anything to eat since 7 AM. The hunting rifle reminded her that she very well could get killed, although these local men were less likely to do such an extreme thing as the Serbian troops. But you never knew... Sometimes, nice law-abiding people become monsters when they get an opportunity to commit a crime without consequences for them.
Thus, she let herself silently be used, her mouth panting from having her body once more rocked and shaken by a man's heavy hip thrusts and her aching head bobbing once more against the Kosovar ground as she heard the gross grunts and groaning of the victorious rapist, a poor peasant who otherwise would never have gotten a shot at using her this way... his gross groaning loud against her ear in a foul-smelling whiff of beastly breathing...
HRRRR.... HRRRRRRR... HRRRR... HRRRRRRRR... HRRRRRR... HHRRR, HRRRRRRRRR... HRRRRRHHHHH!!!... The man's breath had a strong garlic smell mixed with some alcoholic spirit. She really felt like she was the victim in a gang-rape scene from some budget Italian 70s crime movie.
Hekuran had so much enjoyed the feeling of entering the French woman's pussy that he exited her and then forcefully re-entered her, ignoring the elder men who urged him to get done quick. Fucking this sweet, gorgeous foreign national was so incredibly GOOD! It was a wild fantasy come true! He was fucking and violating a woman that was so far above him in the grand social ladder! Even her country towered far above his! Now she had been toppled and her naked body was HIS to use as HE will!!!
While he kept pounding her, Hekuran recoiled and contemplated Séverines' bouncing tits. Wow! It was so amazing to watch these city-polished breasts now being shaken into a pure symbol of submission as the woman was getting gang-raped by them -- mere peasants -- in the middle of this remote field! He greatly enjoyed the moment, his body and soul fully sucked in this blissful unreal reality as his dick drilled Séverine, who kept being shaken silently, her head bobbing for ever against the long grass, as Jozef also watched her bouncing breasts with intense lust, some saliva spilling from his half-open mouth down on her forehead. He no doubt had a huge boner too, but Ermir was getting very impatient!
Hekuran still ignored his father's angry voice, as he once more exited Séverine's pussy and went down on her boobs, but then he was stopped by the dried-up semen the Serbian soldiers had left as a parting gift... All of it crusted in frozen milky small lakes and rivulets. Hekuran was very much disappointed and lost some of his erection... But then he had an idea...
Séverine heard him say something to the others... Ermir! Ma sill rakinë! (Ermir! Bring me the rakia!) ...
She saw the rifle-wielding old man hand a gourd to her rapist, who took it and immediately poured some of its content on her breasts. The liquid had a very strong smell of alcohol. It also smelled like pear with a tinge of honey... It was actually the sweetest smell she'd had a whiff of in a long while! Then she saw the large dark-haired man boldly cupping her breasts as he started to friction them to wash off the dried-up semen. The rugged man's hands on her tender perky breasts felt weirdly good. As the man stooped down and she felt his tongue playing with her nipple and licking all around her alveolus, she felt a surge of warmth irradiating from her breasts, and whithout thinking she began to moan softly as Hekuran kept on licking her rakia-soaked breasts.
Then Hekuran stopped and stood erect on his knees. To pacify his impatient father, he invited him to kneel beside Séverine's torso and have a taste of her wonderful breasts, now flavored with rakia! (rakia, a spirit very popular all over the Balkans)
The father did this and he cupped, caressed and started licking Séverine's tits with unfathomable bliss, groaning with intense satisfaction as he did so, while his son masturbated to build up a new hardness. Then they poured some more rakia and Jozef had his turn on Séverine's tits; he kept holding her wrists and simply stooped down over and past her face and proceeded to kiss and lick them! Oh by Allah! This was so incredibly good! What a catch this foreign girl was!
Then Hekuran told his father he wouldn't have to wait much longer. He told Jozef that he'd had enough time on the girl's rakia-wet breasts, and then he played a little game: as Jozef backed off and resumed his role of wrist-holding accomplice, he unrolled Séverine's black elbow-length shirt over her breasts, so they were now hidden by the tight-fitting fabric... Hekuran intensely looked at these black-fabric breast shapes who were tantalizing his eyes, much like the Italian sexy reporters he often saw on TV... Then he uttered a loud groan of victory as he violently yanked the shirt away from her perky breasts, using all his strength to forcefully tear the black fabric away from his coveted prize... hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhrrrrrrrrr!!!
Séverine's breasts flashed out under the Muslim Albanian's lustful eyes, in a glorious white splash of Parisian sensuality under the late-afternoon Kosovar sun! All three men's dicks went rock-hard upon seeing the brutal acted-out undressing...
Hekuran then went berzerk! He brutally reentered Séverine's vagina and then he pounded her with frantic abandon, like an unleashed Djinn who had somehow made the trip from Libya to Kosovo in order to prey on these entitled foreign Christian reporters! A queerly Italian-looking Djinn whose well-muscled buttocks strongly contracted at each of his frantic, quickly succeeding hip thrusts!
Séverine felt the man's breath quicken fast against her face, as the rhythm of her pounding increased to an unstoppable frenzy. The pain was unbearable as her aching head now strongly bobbed against the ground and she prayed for the man to quickly be done!
Hekuran pounded and rammed her, then pounded and rammed her again, again, again, again... He zoomed past the edge of containable pleasure and suddenly he seized up and let out a wild, loud and prolonged groan of complete victory as he very forcefully released a steaming load of his Albanian seed inside the beautiful Parisian woman.... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGHHHHH!!!
Séverine felt the massive load warming up and flooding her cunt. She knew what this wet warmth announced: she was getting raped by the next man!
TO BE CONTINUED.
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Isn't it amazing how a man's cock stops all intelligent thinking when a pussy can be used! Séverine is so submissive that was surprised she did try to talk to the three! Maybe after the three are done they will take her along with them for future use! Merit awarded from me!
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Hekuran exited Séverine with his dick dripping a lot of semen and quickly going flaccid. The French woman didn't stir much and stoically waited for her next rapist.
While Jozef kept holding her wrists, Ermir handed the hunting rifle to his son and quickly got down on his knees in front of Séverine's cum drenched entrance, her legs being already spread out. Séverine tried to say she didn't need to be held like this, that she would do everything the men required of her, but none of them understood English, so she had to endure the painful hold on her bruised wrists. So many men had held her there since morning.
The old leatherface peasant had grown a hard erection when his son had violently ripped off Séverine's black top. He masturbated some to maintain it, for his boner was always at risk of collapsing due to his age, and then, holding the base of his manhood in his right fist, he feverishly inserted it inside the young woman's vagina and entered her like a hot iron shaft in butter... "Yaahhhhrrrrrrrr!" he let out as a grunt of victory, as he felt his old dick blissfully rubbing against her vagina walls.
Séverine watched his old face, all riddled with dark-brown marks, as it danced back and forth over her youthful face. Feeling his dick pistoning her cunt, she looked at him and was fascinated with his facial expression. He was repulsive and homely, yet weirdly endearing. To Séverine, he personified the suffering of ethnic Albanians and she surprised herself in thinking she was giving him some needed comfort.
As the old man feared to lose his erection, he kept holding the stem of his dick in his right hand as he fucked Séverine and supported his weight on his knees and left arm; he was very strong and fit for his years, the result of a lifetime of outdoors work and a simple, healthy diet. This hand-holding thing had a peculiar random result: the old Muslim peasant was pumping his dick in quick piston action inside her pussy and because of his hand, his dick only entered halfway in, so all the fucking action intensely rubbed her vagina walls exactly where her pleasure centers were located. This rapid dick pumping kept the old man's erection alive and sent waves upon waves of pleasureable sensations all over Séverine's battered body.
Séverine began moaning under Ermir's spotted leathery face. She kept looking at his dancing face as he fucked her in a most bizarre and intense frenzy, always making low, regular grunts as he kept going... "hhurrhh... hhurrhh... hhurrhh... hhurrhh... hhurrhh... hhurrhh... " His grunts mixed with Séverine's moaning. Jozef voice said something over her face and he and Hekuran shared a good laugh. Ajo ju pëlqen, Ermir! (She likes you, Ermir!)
The French journalist couldn't believe such an ugly, old man was giving her that much pleasure! She went in her head, and took herself back to the hamlet where she interviewed the old man sitting on a rocking chair. His wife was no longer looking on with jealousy in her eyes; she was now an accomplice holding her wrists as the father and the son violently ripped her reporter's clothes off and discovered her female charms under their lustful eyes. The son had fucked her and massively cummed, and now it was the elderly man's turn. As his face danced back in front above hers, she couldn't think of anything else than this old Albanian farmer quietly smoking his pipe on his rocking chair. She was seeing the same image, both versions of the same short play.
Each time Ermir drilled his dick home inside Séverine, she felt herself drawing closer to climaxing. She was now fully accepting the idea she was comforting an unfortunate old man. Perhaps he had seen his own granddaughters being raped in front of him by some Serbian troops...
If he had suffered that much, then he deserved to have some compensation. As she formed this thought, Ermir's facial features became distorted and his face and torso rocked back and forth in a rapid and accelerating motion, his grunting becoming more similar to some loud panting and then suddenly the old Muslim Albanian seized up and he let out some sort of strangled roar as he climaxed and released his full load of proverbial semen, which Séverine received with many blissful waves of pleasure, her entire body sweating despite the cooling weather.
Ermir, his balls emptied, fell against Séverine's body and stayed there for a good 20 seconds, heavily breathing against her cheek. Séverine felt this old man light body against her; she stayed motionless, completely taken aback by the old man's ability -- which was in fact totally random -- to give her that much pleasure. He had brought her on the brink of orgasming, and she astonished herself in longing for another hard dick inside her!
Hekuran quickly helped his father to his feet, handed him back the rifle and then moved down to his knees to take the third man's place. Séverine painfully felt her wrists under the stronger grip of the tallest and youngest man of the three, as Jozef moved in front of her, quickly dropped his pants and underwear and then got down on his knees in front of her spread legs. Once more, she had a Muslim Albanian man lying down against her and working his manhood inside her far-too-many-times violated pussy.
Jozef rammed her heavy in a rather slow rhythm, each stroke maintaining the old man's erection and rubbing against Séverine's clit and most sensitive parts of her vagina walls. She began moaning loud as she felt herself driven away from the pain and into a myriad waves of fleeting, but very intensely pleasurable sensations and constantly renewed, like rushing waters at the foot of a high waterfall.
The old Muslim peasant looked so much like some vineyard farmer in Southern France that Séverine readily pictured herself being gang-raped by a bunch of elderly pétanque players in a park under the sunlight, pinned down and raped by each of them in succession while other men laughed and looked on as they drank pastis.
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The face dancing above hers, suntanned and wrinkled, the old jovial face with the dark newsboy hat above it... All this summed up with her blissful sensations had her under the impression that she was the object of some wild sexual worship by all these elderly men and she was comforting them all by taking their dicks inside her and she longed to give them forceful orgasms and feel their warm, ancient sperm flooding her vaginal recesses.
She saw surprise in Jozef's eyes as she moaned out loud, captured under the spell of her Southern France rape fantasy... "Aaaahhhhh... aaaaaaaaahhhh... Aaaahhhhhhhhh.... Aaaahhhhhhhhhh.... Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh...."
She motioned her pelvis up and down to meet the old man's dick and increase the pounding tempo. She moaned louder and louder still as her third and last rapist picked up speed, as he too was approaching climax.
Séverine had her legs up and squeezed them around Jozef's flanks and loins, crossing her ankles atop him as he ignored this and kept mindlessly pounding her like an unstoppable motor piston that just went up down up down up down up down up down in quick succession and still getting faster! She saw frothing saliva spilling from the old man's open mouth as his face moved so face back and forth that it looked all blurry to Séverine...
She then began panting and started making short shrill moans in rapid succession, following the rhythm of her frantic rape finish, and then she made one prolonged groan as she intensely climaxed, the images of Serbian soldiers, the old petanque players, Jozef's newsboy hat, Ermir's leathery face, Hekuran's Sicilian-looking features, the orange rental car, the Serbian Captain at Ramoc and the quiet pipe-smoking villager all mixed together in one massive potpourri of orgasmic visions and sensations...
... She was barely aware of Jozef as his dick twitched inside her and he climaxed almost at the same time, his torso buckling bachwards from the intense orgasm as he screamed out loud and let go his massive, long-awaited load of jism!!! ... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!
Jozef let himself fall against Séverine, as he was utterly out of breath. Séverine suddenly realized her arms were free. Without thinking, she put her arms around Jozef and caressed his hair, toppling his newsboy hat to the ground as she kissed him and kept her legs and ankles locked around his body, her entire body in the unreal aftershock of an ungodly orgasm. Never did she think that sex with an elderly man could be so immensely pleasurable. Then she remembered she was cold and hungry... But...
But there was fighting nearby!?
Looking up, she saw... Philippe!? Yes, it was Philippe. She had completely forgotten about him. He had come to and sneakily attacked Ermir, but the old man was surprisingly strong and Philippe found, much to his dismay, that taking the rifle from him was much harder than he had expected!
Presently, Hekuran came to his father's rescue and dealt a heavy right hook on the side of Philippe's head. Philippe went groggy and lowered a knee on the long grass. Then Ermir aimed the rifle and shot Philippe at point-blank range.
The fireshot resonated wide, fanning out from their position in the field and echoing against the trees bordering it.
Philippe's body lay motionless, face down on the soft ground, some 10 yards away from the orange Lada. Ermir jeered at the body, approached it and spat on it. Jozef had sprung up and was coming to assist when the shot was fired.
Séverine screamed at the top of her voice. Not because she mourned Philippe. She more likely mourned their dead friendship than anything else, but most of all, she screamed because she was terrified that the men would kill her to avoid leaving a witness of the murder they just committed.
Then Hekuran gestured to the old men and came rushing at her, his eyes lit up with insanely intense lust! Before she could do anything, he forcefully grabbed her naked body and spun her around with adrenaline-enhanced strength. He forcibly placed her on all fours, knelt down behind her and dropped his pants; then he stuck out his adrenaline-hard erection and he very forcefully penetrated her vagina and grabbing her hips like a maniac, he began frantically pounding her doggystyle like a madman, grunting and groaning out loud as he very quickly mounted toward a second climax.
Séverine was utterly shaken, her perky boobs hanging out and swinging along with her black hair flying as the frantic rapist kept fucking her, pounding her like his life depended on the fury and savagery of his unrestrained assault.
Then Hekuran very forcefully ejaculated inside her and screamed even louder than Jozef as he did so. He then viciously pushed Séverine away from his cum-dripping dick, throwing her on the ground like a tired sack of potatoes.
Séverine stayed the way she had landed, her belly on the long grass and her aching head resting against her folded arms, all this with her butt fully displayed to all men present. She stayed motionless, waiting for the final rifle bullet and knowing full well that trying to get up and run away would be completely pointless. Knowing also that her beautiful butt and the display of her feminine legs and dainty feet were actually her best plea against a possible arbitrary execution.
Indeed. The men were violently arguing. Hekuran and Jozef were in favor of taking her to a nearby abandoned shack they knew of and keeping her there to rape her again and again for the next couple of days. Ermir was obviously for killing her right here and there. Leaving this witness was far too risky...
For now Séverine was safe, as Hekuran was firmly grabbing the rifle in his father's hands and he was much stronger than him. Jozef kept talking to Ermir, trying to talk him out of killing the foreign woman. He indeed wanted very much to fuck Séverine again!
Séverine closed her eyes as the men kept arguing. Trying to run would be far too risky, as it may trigger the men into shooting her and at any rate, she wouldn't get very far, naked as she was. She turned sideways and went into a foetal position with her arms around her, as she began to shiver from the cooling weather. The temperature was indeed dropping and the wind was rising.
She could hear the wind ruffling the tree leaves as the men kept arguing among themselves, in a language she understood nothing of.
TO BE CONTINUED.
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And this would be a great time for younger men from the village to come out of the woods and learn how "French" Kissing was really like! merit from me and hope more comes soon!
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Great story, excellent writing ! A joy to read.
And picturing only a very minor part of what was going on in Serbia and neighbouring countries at that time. Forced brothels, rape camps, training stations for the better looking girls and women, preferably relatives like mother and daughter, sisters and cousins - training them in all sexual ways. Done so to get a high price for them at the auctions mostly going on in Marocco to sell the well trained women to lovers of broken souls, collectors, makers of torture, gang-rape, bestiality and snuff films, brothels all over the world.
Who ever was investigating what was going on therefound that the cover of civilisation was extremely thin, and being torn much too easy. All that only a few hundred kilometers from pillars of civility like Switzerland, Vienna, Munich away.
Well earned Merit to you ! :emot_101010.gif:
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Great story, excellent writing ! A joy to read.
And picturing only a very minor part of what was going on in Serbia and neighbouring countries at that time. Forced brothels, rape camps, training stations for the better looking girls and women, preferably relatives like mother and daughter, sisters and cousins - training them in all sexual ways. Done so to get a high price for them at the auctions mostly going on in Marocco to sell the well trained women to lovers of broken souls, collectors, makers of torture, gang-rape, bestiality and snuff films, brothels all over the world.
Who ever was investigating what was going on therefound that the cover of civilisation was extremely thin, and being torn much too easy. All that only a few hundred kilometers from pillars of civility like Switzerland, Vienna, Munich away.
Well earned Merit to you ! :emot_101010.gif:
Thanks! Glad you enjoyed the story... And yes, what Séverine is going through is in fact comparitively gentle. The Serbians are well aware that there are lines they can't cross when it comes to foreign nationals. This being said, there were very serious risks involved for any journalist covering events there, and I do think gangrapes of foreign journalists/observers happened more than once and were under-reported. At any rate, this gives material for a nice story here!
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The three men kept arguing for ever, completely oblivious of their surroundings. Jozef looked remarkably like some old Southern France petanque player who was bitterly arguing over the score; the only thing that was missing was a glass of pastis in his hand. As this thought coursed through her mind, Séverine understood how much she wished to be back in France right now!
Then she suddenly heard a distinct sound of engine mixed with the unmistakeable metallic sound of a tracked vehicle, similar to the sound of a bulldozer, except it was much faster... it sounded ominous and it was getting nearer at an alarming pace...
... "TANK! TANK SERB!!!" (A TANK! A SERBIAN TANK!!!) All three men exclaimed, sheer terror in their eyes!
Séverine half stood up and looked toward the edge of the field where this ominous sound came from; she felt herself being forcibly grabbed by Hekuran while Jozef and Ermir had already taken to their heels. Then Séverine saw it: a Serbian M-84 battletank cleared a heavily wooden hilltop some 500 metres away...
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The Serbian Tank at once spotted the orange car and veered towards it. Then the tank commander saw the two running Albanian men and the tank slighlty changed direction and went after them. Hekuran was severely slowed down by Séverine, who was now fighting him bitterly.
The tank quickly got nearer Jozef and Ermir well before they reached the tree cover. Ermir was falling behind, his old legs giving up on him. Hekuran, realizing well too late there was no way he was going to run away with the captive girl, let go of Séverine, at the very instant she distinctly heard the staccato sound of a machine gun; the tank commander gunned down Jozef from a distance of 100 yards and then dealt the same way with Ermir, a much easier target at a mere 50 yards from the M-84's 7.62 mm coaxial machine gun.
To Sub-Lieutenant David Stojnić, the picture had been pretty clear: a naked woman, a dead man and three men who didn't exactly look like they were helping her out... Now he ordered the driver to veer back towards the car, where Hekuran was frantically looking for the keys. Had he kept his cool and did a little bit more thinking, he would have found those keys in the man's pants, who were lying on the long grass mere feet away from the car. But he was in utter panick and this wasn't the brightest man in Kosovo either.
The tank came to a halt 20 feet from the car as Hekuran frantically ran away in a random direction. Sub-Lieutenant David Stojnić shot a few rounds in front of him and shouted "FREEZE!" in English. Hekuran stopped and awaited his fate, his hands up in the air. At least, he understood that further running would mean instant death. He was now panting and sobbing, knowing all too well that he was living on borrowed time and also crying for his fallen father and oldtime neighbor.
Séverine just stood there, knowing that running would be a pointless energy burn; she made peace with the idea of being gang-raped by the tank crew; her entire body hurt, the soreness centering in her genitals; she was shivering from cold and hunger, with a vicious headache from all this bobbing motion she had to endure through her countless rapes.
She found her denim jacket and quickly put it back on; at least she wouldn't be as cold anymore. She looked on, resigned to her fate, as the tank's gunner and driver quickly got off the 40-ton khaki armored behemoth and ran toward the surrendered and sobbing Hekuran.
Then her heart sank as two more Serbian tanks approached the scene and came to a halt near the first one. Their crews immediately spotted her and started catcalling her noisily as they climbed down their land juggernauts.
Sub-Lieutenant David Stojnić climbed off the tank turret and quietly walked near Séverine. His two subordinates motioned Hekuran to bend over the car hood and then searched him for concealed weapons, the gunner pointing a 9 mm pistol to his head.
The young Serbian officer -- he was 20, maybe 22 years old -- approached Séverine while looking straight in her eyes. Séverine knew his intention before he carried it out. As he grabbed her in his wiry-strong arms and forced-kissed her, she ironically thought he was very handsome and she would have gladly dated him if they had met in Paris on Montmartre Street.
She felt a lot of passion in this young man as he enjoyed her mouth. His breath wasn't foul at all, but the context made his kissing quite repulsive to her. He kept kissing her, his tongue invading her mouth while the two other tank crews quickly gathered around them.
At the car, Hekuran was still bent over the orange hood as the driver violently pulled his pants down. The driver and the gunner were both homosexuals and they had decided to give their Muslim Albanian captive a taste of their hard Serbian dicks. Hekuran was now screaming in panick as their purpose dawned on him in all its horror -- an unbearable horror to any self-respecting Muslim man.
They had tied up his hands behind his back and the gunner still pointed his pistol at him as the driver undid his own pants to produce his hard manhood. Hekuran cried and sobbed and protested to no avail as the man began raping him.
Sub-Lieutenant David Stojnić let Séverine go. She tried to cover herself up to some degree of decency, but she only wore her denim jacket and she was naked from the waist down, her delicate cunt hair displayed along with her fine slender legs and feet for all the men to see and enjoy.
As Hekuran kept being painfully raped by the tank driver, who would soon cum and be followed by the tank gunner, the six uniformed privates and NCOs from the two other tanks closed in on Séverine like vultures! Sub-Lieutenant David Stojnić quickly got undressed.
Séverine screamed and protested, more out of habit than for any other reason. She knew all too well how futile it was to scream and fight against so many horny men.
Near them, the three huge tank cannons stood at an angle, erect in their full glory toward the early evening sky, forming a very fitting symbol of what Séverine went through and was about to go through once more.
The Serbian tank crews couldn't believe their luck and Séverine's soul was far too numb to feel anything. She was nothing but a fuck doll for them to enjoy. She was nothing.
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TO BE CONTINUED.
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What was a good idea has now gone beyond the point of believability! If The Serbians were so ready to please the west then they would be searching for the missing journalists more than raping one!
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Note: This story had a great beginning. It would be a shame not to repair its ending! Dear readers, I hope you'll enjoy it.
Sub-Lieutenant David Stojnić was a well-endowed man. His protruding erection looked like a thick-based veiny horn. Seeing his men preying on her fed his already-raging erection. He was going to fuck her good, long and hard! He was already on the verge of precumming.
The other men quickly took the denim jacket off Séverine and began groping and licking her perky breasts, which looked all the whiter under the fading daylight. One man engulfed her right tit in his mouth and sucked it with great delight, playing his tongue on her nipple. Another viciously pinched and twisted her other nipple, making her scream in reeling pain...
AAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIEEEEE!!!... "Non arrêtez ! Ne faites pas ça !..." (No please! Don't do this!)... she yelled in her native French.
A Sergeant knew just a little French and began mocking her and calling her a Paris hooker. All the men laughed and this became a trend. The other Sergeant and a Corporal even performed a perverted form of French cancan dancing, much to the amusement of all men present. Séverine was not amused.
Their young officer had her lying down on the ground, his men firmly holding her in place with her upper back against the long grass. They spread her legs wide open and lifted her hips off the ground as the Sub-Lieutenant knelt down in front of her.
He rubbed his hard cock against her thin strip of black cunt hair. Then he worked his dick inside her entrance and began raping her, fiercely taking hold of her hips and pounding her hard under the cheers of his men.
Once more, Séverine was amid Serbian troops who held her in position and kept assaulting her sexually or verbally as one of them mercilessly raped her on this remote field, except that now it was the evening. Now it was cold.
As the sun set, Séverine felt the cold breeze on her jiggling breasts while she kept being rocked and shaken under the grunting officer's urgent hip thrusts.
Sub-Lieutenant David Stojnić would have loved to last longer, but he quickly reached his climax and cummed hard inside the French reporter in a flourish of blissful release of semen. A Sergeant took his place. He cummed even harder and screamed like a madman when he jizzed inside Séverine. Then the second Sergeant took over.
All of them raped her in descending rank order. The last one to have her was a 17-year-old Private who was just fresh out of his tank-driver training. He too cummed really hard inside Séverine, whose vagina was reacquainted with this feeling of cumulative warm stickiness that only gang-rape victims knew.
TO BE CONTINUED.
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Crazy hot :D . I can't wait to read her accounts of the rapes!
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Thanks Brek! Much appreciated feedback! When I had the idea of this story, I absolutely loved the premise of it!
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After the 17-year-old private had enjoyed his forceful cumming to the very last drop, they let Séverine lie down on the ground, legs half-folded and spent semen flowing out of her entrance. She heard their Serbian like a far-away, unintelligible hum as they commented on how great a fuck she was!
Now, she had started to intensely shiver from to the colder weather. The Sub-Lieutenant picked up her denim jacket and had her putting it back on. She instinctively thanked him, which he found quite ironic, since he and his men had just savagely raped her with unspeakable glee.
“We can’t have a dead foreign journalist” he told his men. “It would mean far too many complications! Too many questions being asked... Her cameraman is already dead.”
“Then, said the senior Sergeant, can’t we take her along with us and have her around the camp for the night?”
“No, Sergeant. This wouldn't do! We can’t kidnap a foreign journalist like that; this would go too far… I'm going to call Lt. Colonel Van Doren, the Peacekeeper second-in-command around here! They’ll come and fetch her and he’ll… arrange things for us! The best narrative is they got ambushed by a group of Albanian Muslims; they killed the cameraman who was trying to defend the woman and then they gang-raped her all day... Then we came along and saved her. Three Albanian bodies are on this field as evidence!”
“All right, Sir! But first let’s have another hour of fun with this Parisian whore!”
“Let’s make it two hours, Sergeant! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!”
Everybody laughed as the lively bunch of Tank troopers got Séverine back on her feet and half-carried, half-walked her exhausted body right against the orange rental Lada, which was now looking some nondescript grey in the night growing darker. This was a new moon.
Hekuran's body lay dead near the car. The first tank's driver and gunner had finished raping the Albanian Muslim and had shot him through the head. The other men had been so busy raping Séverine that they barely heard the shot.
The Officer ordered his driver to go back in the Tank and activate the headlights, and the gunner was also to go back and act as watchman with the night vision... Then he added, tongue in cheek: "If you guys want a piece of her ass, then we can relieve you midway in our gameplay!"
"No thanks, answered the gunner... To each his own! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Then they bent Séverine over the orange car hood, completely ignoring her cameraman's lifeless body.
Under the beam of light, Séverine's shapely, rather slender butt shone positively white, even contrasting against the light blue of her denim jacket. Since she was now dressed from the waist up, all the men's gazes were on her butt, legs and feet. And what a nightly show it was! They all had a second, raging hard-on from looking at her lovely contours!
"Rank order again, Sir?"
"Rank order it is, Private!"
"Of course... Look who's talking... Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!"
"That's the spirit boys!" concluded the second Sergeant.
Sub-Lieutenant David Stojnić stood right behind Séverine and contemplated her incredibly sexy butt, the fact she had her jeans jacket on making it even more erotic! He rubbed his rock-hard dick on its white silkiness and took immense pleasure in this... Séverine was so submissive that the men holding her arms on either side were a purely symbolic -- and contemplative -- presence.
Her black hair were fanning wide on the car hood as she rested her head and torso on the cold steel. She would take each successive doggystyle rapist like this, letting her head bob and slide and her body bounce under their cumulative pounding, trying to stay calm and shutting her mind from the horror she was in, her feet and legs almost numb from the cold.
The Serbian Officer let out a groan of bliss as he felt his dick slowly entering Séverine's vagina, which was drenched from all their rape-cumulated cum. He pumped his dick inside her for about a minute, then he exited her and changed holes; he started raping her ass, his cum-coated dick giving ample lubrication.
She squealed from the pain, but they ignored her as they cheered their officer to "fuck this Parisian whore long, good and hard" and "give her something to remember us by"!
He grabbed her hips, the milky-hued softness of which added to his beyond-hard erection, and started pounding her, screwing her right to her lower intestines each time he hit home with his Serbian hard wood. He enjoyed very, very much the tightness of her hole! She didn't.
He listened to her squeals of pain as he felt his climax growing nearer and nearer. Soon enough, he groaned loud as he felt the intense climactic surge of cum, thinking in a flash of these haughty foreign women who come strutting around in his country... And NOW HE WAS FUCKING ONE OF THEM!!!
He held her hips even harder as he pressed his cumming dick deep, deep inside her ass, enjoying his load release to its last tiny drop... "HHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!! ... Ooooohhh, she's GOOD!!!"
Séverine felt the warm rush of semen, then the familiar wet and sticky emptiness of a sated cock exiting her. She knew that it meant that a new cock was just about to invade her.
The First Sergeant also chose to rape her ass. He took his time and made it last, pumping his large dick in regular, rhythmic thrusts. After several minutes, he came strong and hard! Séverine shuddered as she heard his animalistic roar when he completely flooded her lower intestines with his warm seed.
Séverine was in intense pain...
"Please! Please! she begged... Rape my... My vagina! Please!!! Rape my... My v..."
"As Milady wishes!" answered the second Sergeant. Everybody laughed.
"Good Lord! She's even asking us to rape her!"
"We'll sure remind her that she must quote this in her upcoming paper! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"
This Sergeant was very well endowed. He mercifully did what Séverine asked and chose her vagina, except that from the doggystyle angle he was in, he drilled her all the way, his cock bumping against her cervix each time he pounded her! Ooohh Lord, did she feel him! Her vagina was stretched to the limit and then some as she took the titanic bulk of that THING the burly Sergeant was raping her with!
He too was a long-laster. He lasted a lot more time than the minimum required to leave her with an ever-lasting memory of pain mixed with some unwilling female orgasming. Then he screamed into the night as he shot his bolt of semen inside her womb!
They were stuffing her all right!
"She'll sure have a lot to write about back home, this Parisian cutie!"
"Hell yeah!... They will make it a special feature!"
"You bet! A special centrefold feature! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Then she was ass- or vagina-raped by the Corporals and the Privates. The least loathsome part of this evening ordeal was the last rapist -- the 17-year-old recruit. She had felt he was younger from his voice and the comparatively tender way he touched her, and this had reminded her of her young students back in Germany a couple of years back.
She found an oasis of pleasure amid this never-ending hell of rapes.
When they were all done, they dumped her groggy body onto the ground, where she lay next to Philippe's corpse. She was far beyond sobbing. She just lay there in foetal position, with Serbian semen gushing out of her ass and cunt.
"We screwed her all right!" said the first Sergeant.
"Yeah, all great fun must end sooner or - hopefully - later! But once it's over, it's aways too soon!" replied the Officer, before he ordered Séverine to be tied up, hands behind her back, to the chassis of a car window.
Then he climbed back in his Tank and called Lt. Colonel Van Doren.
“Hello, Sir! We got a new cute foreign journalist for your special interviews! Yeah, you can come and pick her up now! ... ... We’ll be gone when you get here, but you’ll see her all right! (his gunner laughed beside him) ... ... ... So, you’ll make a nice little report, saying she was captured and raped by a bunch of Albanian Muslims? ... Yeah, yeah... like you did a few weeks ago for that little cute Japanese reporter! ... All right! Perfect!”
Then everybody was back in their respective M-84 Tank and the three steel behemoths left and vanished into the pitch-black night. The sound of their diesel motors died out below the horizon.
Séverine was left alone with her breathing in the dead-silent field, with two dead bodies -- two men who had raped her -- for her sole companions. She felt the cold bite of steel on her wrists. She thought of trying to free herself up, but she was way, way too tired to even give it a feeble go. She waited in the silent night.
She waited for what Fate had in store for her.
There was no way she was ever going to be the same again. She was now a one-in-four statistic, she thought in her journalistic mind. At least she wasn't profesionally dead, she thought and tried to amuse herself.
But you don't amuse yourself a lot when you are tied to a Lada, shivering in cold with naked legs, feet and butt under a new-moon evening sky, alone near two corpses in the middle of a war-torn country.
TO BE CONTINUED.
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Lt. Colonel Van Doren and his special medical team came to the site and immediately spotted Séverine. Really, he couldn't miss her. The first thing he noticed was her pale-white butt under the intense headlights of his jeep. Oh, God! She was gorgeous!
His special medical team was all-male, except for two nurses who were quite morally loose and took a great kick in being accomplices when some female soldiers were being "disciplined". Lt. Colonel Van Doren had a strong grip on his unit.
The bodies were swiftly taken to the morgue. The process was set in motion to reapatriate Philippe's body and notify his family. The Captain who processed the file felt sad for him as he saw he was single and didn't have any surviving girlfriend or even ex-girlfriend to notify. "Poor chap," the Dutch officer thought. "I hope he didn't die a virgin!"
Séverine was given proper medical attention by Van Doren's special team. She had vaginal bleeding, but nothing serious, which was a miracle given the incredible amount of punishment she had taken. She would file a complaint, but whatever DNA they could get was a worthless sludge. She had simply been raped by too many people.
Lt. Colonel Van Doren kept her in his special care unit for two weeks. He made sure she was drugged every night. For the first five nights, he and his men only used her as a face-fuck doll. He remembered her from three months prior, when she had interviewed him. On that occasion, she had been wearing a tight-fitting shirt that showed her perky breast shapes in a perfectly gorgeous and cock-teasing style. He had noticed that her cameraman's gaze kept wandering there.
Using her for forced blowjobs and tit-fucking felt awesome! What a relief! Starting on the sixth day, her vagina was recovered enough for them to use it as well. They used high-quality lubricant and condoms to prevent further injury and, more importantly, to avoid DNA detection. They really made sure she was kept under drugs.
Lt. Colonel Van Doren kept remembering her from the previous interview, the way she was sitting and talking to him, facing her in a three-quarter profile so her breasts were at the perfect angle to tantalize him! Now... Now he was fucking her! She was so fucking tight! These Serbian soldiers had been very lucky to be raping her unwrapped, but he couldn't afford such a risk. It felt awesome all the same! What a fucking relief it was when he ejaculated while watching her breasts jiggling from his pounding!
The female accomplices did their fare share of fingering, but fisting was forbidden. These two Dutch nurses took a great kick from getting gang-fucked while Séverine was being raped. Van Doren loved watching his men taking Séverine doggystyle while he was himself fucking Steffi, his favorite nurse, from behind.
But all good things must end. Even life itself concludes with death sooner or later. But, oh God, what a fucking ride! What a fuck party it had been!
Back in Paris, Séverine began the slow process of recovery. She wrote a detailed account of her own rapes and had to face a legal action from Philippe's family when she mentioned that her own cameraman ended up partaking and raped her as well. She felt that the truth must be shown. Rape culture must die!
She also took young toyboys as lovers and indulged in rape fantasies while allowing them to gang-fuck her along with some of their buddies.
THE END.
Note: Finishing this story was long overdue! Lol.