Message-ID: <12962eli$9807122336@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Kingdom@newsread1.dircon.co.uk Subject: Vietcong Captive 4/17? (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: <35a8fa10.35250314@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 FOUR The whip of split bamboo whistled in the air, splatted against the cheeks of Sera's ass and she squirmed frantically in the small cage, still tied in a bent-over position. The whip came again and again as she sobbed and screamed. Usually the bamboo cane cut downwards onto her butt, squeezed out through the poles to which her thighs were tied. But sometimes it cut upward straight into her exposed cunt. The flaying continued for several minutes. "You don't tell filthy, American lies about your masters," the leader of the Cong band muttered cheerfully, laying the whip on her captive buttocks. "You make up like about being offered American meat in exchange for sucking cock of righteous soldier of people," he panted. Sera didn't know whether the power of the whip-strokes had eased or her body was growing numb and immune to the biting lash. But now there was comfortable warmth in her body, its source seemingly in her belly and roaming in circles of heat through her pussy, even her butt hole. Muscles trembled down the milky, inner planes of her bare thighs. She signed, staring back between her straddled legs at Truong Qui as he whipped her naked ass. She blinked apprehensively as she watched the flaps of skin with their golden mesh pulse and thicken, stirrings of a strange enchantment beginning deep in her pussy. "Pleeeeaaaasseee!" Sera wailed. The wires around her tapering thighs were cutting deeper. "My leeeegggggs," she begged. She gulped, trembling, when the whipping stopped. "Oooooo," she moaned as the wires were removed from her upper thighs. It was almost exquisite, having them gone. Freed from the wires, the back side of the cage was now swung open by the Cong leader. Sera remained where she was, still tightly held by her ankles and wrists, but her rear end was now open to her visitors. "They off," Truong said. "Now you fuck good - or I put them back. You hear?" The captured girl hesitated, sobbing for breath, from relief. "You hear what I tell you?" Sera turned her head and peered back past her quivering left leg at the implacable face of the Cong officer. Slowly she nodded her head. "Will you undo my wrists?" "Why? Those wires not cutting. Why?", he demanded. "They hurt," the aching little blonde whimpered. "If you take them off, I can - do it better - fuck you better." Thunder rumbled in her brain and she was filled with self-contempt at what she had said, what she had just proposed. In seconds the wires were gone and he was at her ass, rubbing the stinging, burning roundness of her butt moons. Sera bit her lips, gripped the bars of her cage and waited, eyes strangely dry and staring. Muscles in her legs tensed, her back bowed, she felt the head of his cock prodding into the red, wet, gaping furrow that would funnel his cock into her cunt. His prick entered her like a javelin thrust. Sera throttled a scream of protest but her snatch quickly shaped around the huge knob and shaft of his delving cock. She closed her eyes and gripped two of the bars, her knuckles turning white under the hard grip. "You ain't fuckin' so good," Truong grumbled. And he reached forward and slapped the back of her head, causing her ears to ring, vision to blur. Obediently the little blonde began rocking forward as he withdrew his cock, shoving her ass back on it as he rammed into her. Her mind seemed to petrify, but the sense of feeling deep in her cunt was alive and keen, the walls of her sex tunnel closing snugly around the cruel man's pistoning prick. "Aaaaiiiieeee, God, " she moaned, waves of animal sensuousness cascading through her tortured loins. "Anybod' up your ass yet?" the man panted. "You know, stick cock in your butt?" Sera sobbed, choking off a squeal provoked by the smooth, slick glide of his long, thick, hard cock into her snatch. She shook her head. "No, oooohhh, no," she whispered, the words separated by soft gasps. "Just their dirty fingers," she added, staring back between her legs, watching his balls swing and sway as he drummed his prick far into her cunt. Her skin crawled as he reached hands through the bars and grasped her waist, palms firm against the gentle flare of her naked hips. I'm going to cum, she though miserably each time the plump, firm knob of his cock skidded off her cervix and plundered the mouth of her womb. "Soon - I fuck your asshole - before I, maybe, kill you," he grunted, then laughed. Sera turned cold, shuddering. Death, merciful death. But, some way, she sensed they wouldn't kill her right away. Not until all of the rotten little bastards had had all of her body they wanted. Not until they had fucked her half to death. She climaxed then, her whole body shuddering and exploding around his thundering prick. As her climax raged, the muscles of her pussy contracted around the man's spearing prick, milking the long barrel. Sera bit her tongue to stave off squalls of depraved ecstasy. "You goin' tell me everythin' you know about your work - Yankee war information," Truong muttered, his fingers digging into Sera's flanks, sending tingling sparks flashing into her belly, tingling in the tips of her dangling titties. "I know nothing," she whined. "I just typed and didn't understand anything." "You lyin' American fuck-bitch," Truong growled, slamming his cock into her, making her twat hurt with his ruthlessness. "You will detail all you typed and read and talk you heard." "Please," Sera pleaded, her eyes pinching shut against a surge of tears. "I truly don't know anything." When his fingers didn't relent she rotated her bottom, twirling her pussy on his thrusting cock. Aaaaahhh, she sighed silently when his grasps softened and he settled into a steady rhythm of pouring the prick to her aching pussy. "I got a Captain Percy who won't tell me anything either," the Cong leader muttered, rising on tiptoe to lever his throbbing cock around in her burning, itching cunt. "He will talk - or I kill you - and him." He buried his prick up her pussy and laughed in a hissing gasp. Sera's brow wrinkled as she concentrated on wrapping the tingling walls of her cunt around his lecherous cock. She truly didn't know anything. She typed what she was told - reports, communications, coded messages. And she had never heard any conversations she understood. She wept softly. And she was cumming again under the brutal, demanding assault of his prick. This time she couldn't forestall whimperings of depraved pleasure. She didn't want him to suspect and began yelling "Oooohhh, you're hurting me, killing me!" He slammed his fist to the back of his head and giggled, throwing his cock into her cunt faster than ever. His hands slid down her back and latched onto her dangling nipples, which he squeezed as hard as he could between thumb and fingers. "American cunt-bitch weak and stupid and arrogant," he muttered. "Maybe I just stay on your ass rest of day and all night and fuck you insane and dead." Without warning he was cumming in her and his jizz cascaded into her twat, splattering the walls of her pussy. Sera gasped as the hot torrent of cum splashed her womb and she started to faint away. She shrank from him, but he hauled her ass back against the bars. He pulled his prick from her pussy and cruelly rammed it up her asshole. Sera screamed, a new surge of fuck-cum-heat flashing like lightning through her guts. The spray of jizz in her bowels sent her reeling into a new orgasm and her senses sharpened. Suddenly he took the pleasure out of her butt hole and his cock was spewing the last of his jizz all over her curvy butt cheeks. He backed away from her, adjusting his clothing and moved slowly towards the caves. Sera glanced back at him, brow furrowed, breathing deeply. She closed her eyes to recover herself. Off to one side, the same large mongrel dog had sat and taken great interest in her fucking. Occasionally licking his prick, the beast had sniffed the air, savouring the delicious juicy smells coming towards him, but had not dared to approach until the Cong soldier had left the cage. Now he got to his feet and loped towards Sera. The cold, wet shock of his tongue arriving hungrily at her vulva brought Sera awake with a start. "Oooohhhh, no, not again!" she wailed. Remorselessly the beast's long tongue scooped into her sopping cunt as it hung open and exposed, reaching deep inside her for every juicy drop. The walls of her pussy responded and squeezed against the wonderful invader. When there seemed to be nothing left inside to lick up, the beast's sensual tongue washed around her outer lips, her violated asshole and her desperate clit, sending extraordinary shivers through the helpless woman. Looking back through her legs Sera could see the beast as he lifted his front paws onto her back, where she could feel the nails scratching high up near her shoulders. Behind her the great dog hunched and probed with the stiff, red end of his tube, searching for the right entrance. In he slipped and Sera instinctively arched her back, preparing herself to meet his thrusts. She moaned to herself. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----