Message-ID: <12960eli$9807122336@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Kingdom@newsread1.dircon.co.uk Subject: Vietcong Captive 3/17? (M/F, nc, beast) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <35a8f9c6.35175422@news.dircon.co.uk> Usual Disclaimer: These are adult stories and sexual fantasies. If you are under age or if it is illegal for you to be reading them then please go away now. I am not the author. They were written by that prolific writer: - Anon. CHAPTER THREE It was raining, the fifth day of Sera's captivity, when she returned to awareness of her predicament, huddled in a crude bamboo cage far in the dense jungle of Vietnam. Without feeling she knew her last piece of American apparel, her bra, was gone. She moved slightly, muscles aching. Her captors had dressed her in one of their black, shapeless blouses that barely reached down to her mid-thigh. Warily she watched a black-clad figure seem to emerge from the side of the hill and deduced that there were well-disguised caves all over the heavily treed area. As he approached she was tried to get up but found that this was not possible within the four foot high bamboo cage. It was clear that there was food of some sort in the old bucket he set on the ground beside the cage. When Sandra knelt dumbly at the front of the bars, he cupped his hands together, indicating that she should do likewise, hold her hands through the bars some six inches apart. Shakily she extended her hands and he ladled them nearly full of cold, soggy rice that smelled of stale fish, but she saw no evidence of meat of any kind. Her stomach churned at the smell but she raised her cupped hands to her face and hungrily gulped in the pulpy rice. She winced, but was unable to cower away as the skinny brown man giggled, probed the spoon under the hem of the blouse and rubbed it against her tender pussy. She shielded the glare of contempt in her eyes by lowering the lids and continued gulping down the tasteless rice as quickly as possible. She cut off a squeal when the bowl of the large spoon was ploughed into her vulva, harshly raking the sensitive inner petals and rasping the sore nub of her clitoris. "I be back to fuck you pretty goddam soon, you bet," he said without expression except for the glittering in his black, slanted eyes. Sera shuddered and sank to the dirt floor of the cage. And the tears came along with the body-shuddering sobs, silent and distraught. She stared in desperation as the soldier slunk away to other cages around her, to dump rations into the hands of other prisoners. Numbly she wondered who they were, the other prisoners. The small blonde wept silently, her belly growling from its under-fed condition. Occasional gusts of wind swept rain over her and she shivered violently. Then her attention was attracted by the approach of a new Cong soldier. He stopped in front of her and she scrambled to the front of her cage. He was eating what appeared to be a hunk of Spam - probably taken in a raid on an American supply depot, she though, her mouth watering as she watched him chew. "Wan' some?" he grinned, extending it towards her. Without thinking, Sera reached out towards the meat. Her hand was slapped viciously, sending smarting pain darting to her elbow. She lowered her eyes as her tormentor giggled and pressed his body against the inch-thick bamboo bars. He pointed meaningfully at his crotch. "Eat and you have this to eat," he said carefully, eyes glittering and mocking as he again taunted her with the chunk of canned meat. Sera cringed mentally, wilted away from him, the tantalizing aroma strong in her nostrils making her acutely aware of how hungry she was. Slowly she shook her head and turned away slightly in the narrow cage. "No?" the lean brown man simpered, biting off a chunk of the meat and spitting it to the wet ground where it was pounced on by a large, short-haired mongrel dog that had been drawn by the smell of the food. Sera whined sharply as he flashed a hand through the bars and seized her left breast, fingers biting viciously into the resilient flesh. "I'll fuck you and you'll suck cock - if I say," he growled, his hand tearing at her tingling tit... "You want this? Then you suck cock," he leered, his hand releasing her breast, at the same time shoving her cruelly back into the cage. Harsh, silent sobs rippled through Sera as she watched him toss another bite of the meat to the grovelling animal. Her guts rolled and the fragrance of the meat sent weak quaverings of hunger and longing through her. Pretty soon all that wonderful food would be gone, her mind whined. Such a waste - feeding it to that beast. And she knew, mind sick but rational, that he could make her do whatever - anything - he wanted to anyway. She was completely helpless. She wanted to look away when he thrust the remaining meat under her nose, brushing her lips with it, then took it away. "Ooooh, dear God," she whispered. "Nooooo!", she stammered when the dog received another bite of the Spam. Her tormentor giggled and Sera thought that he was about to toss what was left of the meat to the dog. Her spirit started to break. She was on her knees, shaking, her hands trembling as they grasped the bamboo bars of her cage. Total disgust, a feeling of depravity, shook her sanity as the man wedged his crotch in the two bars against which she had bowed her head. Silent, wordless prayer held her immobile for a minute. Then her right hand felt for him, opening the pants of his black pyjamas and her trembling fingers encountered his warm, lewd flesh. She glanced up at the soldier tearfully, then pried his dry, dark string of flesh from his trousers. Her fingers trembled as she held it, took a firm hold, squeezed the tips of her fingers around his pulsing peter. She swallowed painfully, smelling the aroma of the American canned meat as he rubbed it across her forehead. With a sick shudder of disgust, she closed her eyes, opened her lips and tongue-spooned the flaccid head of his cock into her mouth. There was an immediate tremor in his prick as her tongue worked, slopping his entire prick into her face. She couldn't open her eyes to watch what she was doing, but all of her other senses were alive - taste and smell and feel. The feel of his thin meat losing its shape, growing, ballooning, swelling as it lengthened in her slobbering mouth. Almost without her knowledge or consent, her hands reached around the two bars that framed the cock she held in her mouth, delved into the black pants and palmed the husky, hairless balls. Her nostrils quivered. He smelled of sex and virility - and fucking. A pungent aroma of male - female genitals in combat. A strange sensation of triumph laced through her as she closed her teeth lightly on the firm blood-ridged flesh of prick. He moaned and a thin-boned hand came warningly down on the crown of her head, fingers about to tangle in her stringy blonde hair. But the threat of punishment eased when she eased the teeth-nipping and sucked strongly, forcefully on the head of his cock as he withdrew to punch it back into her gulping throat. The slippery slide of his cock in and out of her mouth was warming her. Her cunt twitched as she thought of his pecker slamming in and out of her constricting hole. For a moment, she forgot her nakedness and degradation and thrills of joy ran through her body. Her fingers closed on the grunting man's balls, separating them, milking them in the smooth-skinned scrotum. She felt a flurry of contractions and expansions in the man's gonads and all along the barrel of his prick. A wave of dread and disgust surged through her as she recognised the cum-tremors starting in his penis and a response surged in her twat. He was approaching the point of coming and she would be getting his flood of semen and would have no alternative but to taste it and swallow it down. Her titties were bobbing and swaying under the thin material of the pyjama blouse. Here he comes, she thought, as the head of his cock expanded on her tongue and against her lips. And Sera sucked hard on the slick knob before he thrust it back down her throat. The flush of jizz cascaded down her throat and her tongue slithered along the underseam of the shaft of his prick. At the same time there was a wrenching sensation deep in her loins as the fuck-muscles contracted the walls of her pussy. "Unnnnmmmmm," she sighed and sucked voraciously on his cock as he rubbed the Spam over her cheeks, over her nose, her forehead and under her chin. As his cock began to wilt to a glob of hot, wet flesh he tore it from her slobbering mouth, her lips and tongue still nursing. "Good cock suck-off," he leered carnally. Sera reached for the Spam in his left hand. But he tossed it to the ground between the huge paws of the waiting dog. Sera still rankled at the shabby, callous trick of the guard when, as short time later, two different members of the band approached. Not saying a word, one Cong soldier walked around to the back of her tiny bamboo cage while the other opened its door and went it. Firmly, the soldier inside the cage shoved Sera back until she was pressed hard against the bars that formed the back of her cage. The hands of the second Cong soldier reached wire round each thigh, just below the flare of her buttocks, and tied them tightly in turn to a bamboo pole at the back of her cage. Sera felt her ass squeezed and exposed in the space between the bars, open to the outside. The wire was pulled so tight that if she tried to pull away they bit painfully into her thighs. Within the cage her ankles were forced out to the sides of the cage and were also wired down, spreading her legs as widely as possible. "Oooohhh," she complained, wincing as the man in front of her seized her hair and forced her to bend forwards until the crown of her head pressed against two bars in the front of her cage. Quickly her wrists were tied to two bars at the ground level, leaving Sera to support herself with her knuckles on the wet ground. Momentarily her attention was attracted as she peered back past her right thigh and saw the black-clad soldiers herding three other people into the Cong compound, one of them in flowing black robes. The two soldiers who had tied her jabbered and laughed, one of them reaching into the cage to haul the thin, black blouse over Sera's back so that her rear was presented in a helpless, obscene position. The circled the cage and squatted behind her. "Aaaaggghhhh!" she squealed when a finger was gouged harshly into her asshole and another was wormed far into her pussy. She lurched away from the violating fingers, but quickly pressed her ass back when the wires cut savagely into the flesh of her thighs. Sera breathed deeply, harshly as the fingers worked in her, punching and reaming and squirming. The pain slowly waned, replaced by an intense burning that flashed like fire through both her holes as she was finger-fucked in the rectum and the pussy. Then the big dog was licking her face, attracted by the aroma and flavour of the Spam that had been rubbed over her. She tried to twist her face away but the animal was not deterred, his hot wet tongue swabbing her cheeks, her nose, over her eyes and forehead, even slashing into her mouth when she cried out in torment. Behind her the higher finger left her pussy and slithered, squeezing along the bloated tube of her clit. It took up a new pattern of movement, from clit-stroking it plunged deep into her cunt. A few moments later, some deep fucking movements later, out it slipped and it was drawn back to her most tender part. Then back into her pussy. Sera suddenly went dizzy, body shaking as her insides convulsed around the plunging fingers. An insane cry broke from her lips and the walls of her pussy contracted hotly on the probing finger. "Aaaarrgggg!" she gurgled, a sensation very close to pleasure sweeping through her hot and pulsating pussy. "American bitch going off boom-boom," one of her tormentors giggled delightedly and the finger in her pussy hooked cruelly, a ragged nail scratching the raging walls of her cunt. Oh God, Sera whimpered to herself. Oh God, I'm not climaxing am I? Her bowels rolled and coiled as the finger was pulled out of her asshole and the man came to squat before her contorted face. "American pig-slut," he said scornfully, sticking the finger he had had up her butt into her mouth. "Want fucked?" he teased. "How 'bout you get fucked up your white ass and in your mouth? You like that? Cong cocks shoved in you? Really make white bitch go crazy up her pussy." He grinned a contented smile and scratched himself. Sera gagged, gritted her teeth at the dull bombardment still going on around the finger fucking her pussy. She let her head do slack, bent towards the ground, but it was tilted up, her face held between two bars. She stared numbly at the hard, brown cock extending from the man's open trousers. His fist hammered down on the back of her head and her senses reeled. Her cries were cut off when the long, skinny prick was thrust into her gaping mouth. She slobbered and whimpered as her ears were seized and the man began pumping with his hips, fucking her mouth and forcing her to suck him off. She was on the verge of fainting when the finger was extracted from her aching pussy and was replaced by a hard, dry cock that was stabbed ruthlessly through her puffy outer pussy lips, deep into her sex channel. Their rough lustful cock-humpings shook and rattled the cage. Sera gurgled and mumbled incoherently, helpless to evade the cock that was fucking her face, that she was sucking uncontrollably as she fought for breath. The long slender prick exploded in her mouth and Sera gulped at the squirting jizz to keep from strangling and gagging. Dully, she though the should let her jaws sag open, let the thick sweet cum flow out through her mouth. But her lips closed around the shaft, against the foreskin folded behind the ridge of his cockhead and she arched her tongue, pressing it against the dark morsel of meat, pushing it up firmly against the roof of her mouth. And she sucked deeply on the pointed head of his fuck-spear. "Eeeeeeiiiii!" the man whose cock was in her mouth groaned with delight. "Bitch sucks cock good - likes cock in her mouth. How her pussy for fucking?" Sera sagged her ass away from her sexual assault, but instantly shoved her pussy back on the lancing prick when the wires bit into her thighs. Her belly muscles tightened as the thudding cock stabbed into her and her pussy seemed to erupt. A fever flared in her brain and she shivered as her pussy bubbled like a boiling cauldron as the plunging prick stirred up feelings she had never known before. The wires cutting into her thighs, she thought, were the only things that kept her from surrendering to the strange sensations of pleasure. And a whole new wave of disgust and shame ran like a tide through her mind. How was it possible, taking any pleasure from being degraded and tormented? Ooooohhh, God! She chastised herself, feeling the walls of her snatch moulding around the thick head and shaft of the gushing prick buried deep in her pussy. She nearly cried out at the sudden sensation of emptiness after the spent prick was pulled from her fluttering cunt. Tears of humiliation sloshed from her eyes and her head slumped down to the ground between her tensed fists. In spite of herself she raised her face and glared balefully at the two men who had just finished fucking her and making her go down on a filthy cock. Having watched her fucking with interest the great shambling dog ambled up to her cage, drooling from a slack open mouth, half glazed eyes admiring the bound beauty before him. Sandra looked with horror at the beast, wondering - surely not..... Then she tensed and jerked her body about ineffectively in here bindings. She cried out in dismay as the dog moved behind her and she felt his cold black nose run up and down the inner places of her thighs, sniffing at the juices that ran down her. She gasped as he slopped his enormous, wet tongue into her gaping sex-trough, still wide from her fucking, licked over her taut anus, licked, licked, licked. Sera thought that she would go mad from the perverted delicious tinglings of sheer pleasure that burgeoned in her pussy and rectum. Laughing and pointing, the soldiers who had so recently humiliated her stood by calling to others to come and watch the beast defile her body, slurping his long, red, wet tongue into her vulva, dabbling it just inside the hot, itching cunt entry. She cried out in anguish as the dog attempted to mount her ass. Between her legs she could see the tip of his prick emerging, the knob just forming far back in the protective skin of his cock. That would be the ultimate of debauchery, she thought in helpless anguish, being mounted and fucked by an animal. But the bars of the cage were in its way and soon it reluctantly gave up and shuffled away. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----