Message-ID: <13047eli$9807151642@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Kingdom@newsread1.dircon.co.uk Subject: Vietcong Captive 14/17? (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: <35abdba5.60547068@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 FOURTEEN When Sera returned to consciousness again, she found herself on her back, tied to a low table. She could feel her ankles tied firmly to the legs at the far end while her arms were pulled back and as safely tied below her hanging head. The next thing that she was aware of was the smell of food and her stomach contracted sharply with hunger. How long had it been since her last meal of stale rice? She couldn't remember. Somewhere behind her in the back of the cave there must have been a fire and basic cooking facilities for the young recruits, as Sera could hear the sounds of their evening meal being prepared, voices excited and happy. Some minutes later a group of young Cong began to gather around her, squatting around her tied body. It was hard for Sera to see, but lifting her head as high as she could, it seemed to her as if there were at least ten or more of them taking their places around her, squatting back on their ankles and they seemed to be holding chopsticks. "Aaaahhhh!" Sera gasped suddenly as a hot, sticky mess of rice, vegetables and sauce was tipped from saucepans along the middle of her body, from her breasts down to her snatch. They intended to eat from her, using her as their table for the meal!, she realised. The food was hot but not scalding and Sera found that she was tied so tightly that even if she tried to wriggle, the food did not seem to move anyway. Forgetting the pain of the hot food, Sera's mind moved on to wondering if the youths would offer her any of the meal, or would they eat it all, inches from her hungry mouth? The band bent forward and began to talk among themselves as their chopsticks picked up pieces of rice and vegetable from her. Sera could not understand a word of what they said as they jabbered together but somehow she felt that she was the main subject of the conversation. She winced and fluttered as chopsticks swirled food around in the sauce in sensitive places. Sometimes there were jabs and prods directly at her. At other times sticks seemed more to probe and lift and poke - particularly around her pussy. Sera thought that they must have also been drinking something alcoholic as the noise level in the cave rose steadily as the food disappeared. She had almost given up hope of being given any of the food when one pair of chopsticks dropped a large piece of rice and vegetables into her open mouth. She chewed and swallowed hungrily. This must have amused the boy soldier because more pieces fell towards her mouth as she struggled to hold her head up ready to catch them. Several pieces missed and she despairingly felt them slide off her face to the dirt floor. Quickly the youth tired of feeding her and moving closer to her face, began a new game of stuffing small quantities of rice and food into her nostrils. Food was dropped into the open holes and then prodded and rammed in further with the end of his chopstick as her giggled. Sauce trickled down into her sinuses and Sera had to keep her mouth open to breathe. Itching and desperate for air, Sera snorted through her nose, spraying rice upward in a way that made the Cong laugh delightedly. Slightly further down her body three or four of the youths seemed to be concentrating on her breasts. Sera had always been shy of her DD breasts and since they had grown that way when she was fourteen, she had always taken care to dress in loose tops and sweaters so that she did not draw attention to herself. Clearly, even on her back, the soft mounds of delightful flesh were larger and more interesting than what they were used to seeing in Vietnam. "Aaaauuuummmm," the girl moaned, distracted from her efforts to snort, as chopsticks pinched at her nipples. A challenge was made between two of the young men, now happily drunk, posed over her titties. They would see who was the better at pinching her nipples with their chopsticks. But first, to make it harder, cooking oil was brought and a small puddle was poured around Sera's navel. Rubbing their fingers in the oil, at each side of her, strong young men began to spread the warm oil over her breasts, stroking and squeezing them firmly as they rubbed in the slippery stuff. When they were well coated, the fingers dug deeply in around the nipple base and seized the nubs firmly. They were milked and stretched in the greasy oil, pulled and rubbed between thumb and forefinger, until blood flooded into them and they stood proudly out, high above her mounds. Luckily for Sera, these preparations distracted the youth who had been working on her nose, so that with a final snort she was able to take deep breaths of air again. "Aiiiieeeee!" she squealed as the competition began, strong oriental fingers squeezing the chopsticks around her nipples. To begin with they seemed to concentrate on crushing the nubs as hard as possible, to demonstrate their finger strength. Alarm bells of pain and pleasure raced through Sera as electric sensations were triggered by their efforts. But soon the game seemed to be more one of getting a good grip on the nipple with the chopstick, seizing as much flesh as possible, and then pulling the nipple hard up away from the breast as far as possible before the greasy morsel slipped and it began again. And as more drink was passed around, others wanted to join in and try their skill. The build up of these intense feelings in her tender nipples was beginning to make Sera squirm. Somehow she found that she could not help jiggling her butt ever so slightly from side to side on the now slippery table as the Cong youths tortured her tits. Her head hanging down where none of them could see, Sera bit her lips and gasped. She was the first to notice when the mongrel arrived, drawn by the smell of the food and his cold, wet tongue began licking eagerly around her belly, trying to catch as much food as it could before it was driven away by the boy soldiers. Gulping and wolfing, it was licking up sauce and leftovers around her Mons before the men kicked it good-naturedly back, in too much of a good mood to be angry at the dog. Sera heard more conversation in the group and then hands began to untie her arms from the table legs. With her hands still gripped firmly on either side of her, she was lifted slightly upwards from the waist and a thick bamboo pole was pushed under her shoulders. The pole was uncomfortable underneath her, between her shoulders and the table, as her arms were stretched out as far as possible down either side of the length of the bamboo and again tied firmly. Now, for the first time thin rope was also passed round her middle so that she found herself tied firmly to the table, unable to lift her middle at all. Next she felt her legs being freed. Two excited and drunken youths held each foot and levered her legs, on each side of her, outwards and back up towards the pole. "Aaaaagggghhhh," Sera pleaded as her legs were stretched and her muscles cracked. But with their combined strength they were quickly able to bring each ankle to the pole where they were tied off. Sera found herself still on her back on the table but now with her butt in the air, open and wide. Her pussy and asshole could not be more open to the world. Raised slightly by the bamboo pole behind her shoulders, Sera found that she could see more of the room in her new, agonised position. One of the men was holding back the mongrel as five or six others gathered around her exposed snatch. She felt strong fingers pull open her outer lips, stretching them to the side. And then the warm gunge of food being stuffed firmly down into her pussy. "Aaaiiieeee, God, no!" wailed Sera suddenly seeing what they were trying to do with her next. To Sera the feeling of her pussy filling until it was bloated with the sloppy food was intense and exciting. It was as if she had suddenly been completed filled with the most wonderful, perfect cock, stretching to fill all her corners, stroking her eager walls. Even the fiery itch of some spice that must have been in the sauce was not enough to distract her from the warm sensual pleasure. She wished she could squirm, but no movement was possible. Once the youths were sure that she was completely full from her womb to her outer lips they stood back. The fingers holding her outer lips released and the boy soldiers inspected the resulting pudding open within her bulging slash. The noticed that despite the wide angle of her legs, her gash almost closed as the outer lips returned to their normal position, protecting her pussy. >From somewhere in their cave, something like clips must have been found because the next thing that Sera felt was the sharp bite of clips into her inner lips. "Aaaaoooouuuuu," she complained pitifully but no one paid her any attention. The clips, if that is what they were, were tied to lines that were pulled wide and tied off, so that Sera's inner lips now stretched out on either side of her cunt like soft pink wings, shining in the firelight. The open space within, crammed with the remains of their meal, was now totally exposed and vulnerable. The mongrel was released. Clearly the dog had been watching the preparations, smelling the food hungrily, because in an instant his great mouth was at her snatch as he set about trying to gulp the food from her. "Ooooohhhhh, oooowwwww - God!" Sera shouted as sopping tongue, teeth, jowls and slobber worked at her tender privates. The outermost food was easy enough and the beast wolfed it down in chunks as quickly as possible. Anything further in the blonde had to be dug out with his tongue and lips. Sera froze, terrified that her snatch was about to be bitten and tried her hardest to use her cunt muscles to squeeze the food up towards the dog's desperate, searching nose. Extraordinary sensations swept through her. It was lucky that the mongrel had such a deliciously long tongue as it probed and scoured wetly inside her snatch. Her cunt walls relished the raw feeling of its slithering wetness as it was dipped again and again into her, searching for the deeper food. Whoever was near the lines tied to the clips attached to her inner lips decided to pull them even tighter in an effort to make her open still further to the beast. "Aaaaaiiiii," Sera wailed suddenly as a drunken joker leaned over her and pinched her clit hard with his chopsticks, perhaps the winner in the earlier nipple competition? Close to the dog's head as it rummaged through her pussy, the chopsticks teasingly stroked up and down the length of her tiny, tender pipe and then would squeeze and bite. Dipping and rolling the ends of the chopsticks in what was left of the cooking oil, slipped onto the girl across her belly, the young man idly began to masturbate her clit, stroking it firmly between the chopsticks, encouraging the pipe to distend and emerge fully from its sheath. New pressures towards orgasm began flashing excitement through Sera's groin, the combination of the mongrel's savage licking and the stick pressure stroking her clit suddenly was too much for her. One extra firm squeeze and slide down the length of her pipe and she screamed in orgasm "Aaaaaaahhhhhh - God - yesssssss!" Boiling liquid seemed to flow through the out-of-control American as the chopsticks concentrated on pressing as hard as strong fingers could make them round the tip head of her clit. Deep inside her cunt, the mongrel was sadly accepting that he had recovered almost the last of the food and his tongue slithered slowly, reluctantly round her walls in search of extra morsels - adding to her ecstasy. She slumped. The great mongrel was dragged back away from her and the lines and clips to her inner lips were thankfully released. One of the drunken young men up-ended a half full bottle into her cunt, pouring the hot, biting liquid towards her womb and then pressing the bottle itself down after it, so that half of the bottle disappeared inside her. Slowly he began to fuck the blonde with the bottle, enjoying the slow slither and slip and squelch as the bottle moved in and out of her snatch. Despite herself Sera felt her cunt walls quickly respond. Perhaps it was the alcohol now flooding into her? She could not prevent herself from milking the bottle, stroking it like a giant prick, encouraging its efforts within her. Seeing the bottle-fucking triggered a quick response in the youths and the mood of the band changed as they realised that it had come to the time when they should stop playing with the prisoner and start fucking her. One of them, with a short but thick cock pushed forward, removed the bottle from her and thrust himself hard up her ass. "Yeeeaaaassss," Sera responded, wishing again that she was free to arch back and throw her pussy firmly towards the invading member. But she was helpless and could only shudder slightly, tossing her head from side to side, at each thump as the vigorous teenager pumped his hips against her. He was too young and too drunk for it to last for long and after a few more thrusts, Sera felt the first scalding spray deep into her ass as the soldier called out in triumph to his comrades. One after another they attacked her butt and satisfied themselves in her tight, slippery ass. Part of Sera's mind wished that some of them at least would choose her main channel but perhaps they were avoiding it because of the remains of the food - and the drink. She did her best to squeeze their young pricks with her rear walls, trying to push herself towards the edge again, but each time she was beginning to get near, the soldier inside her would cum and break off, leaving her frustrated and empty until he was replaced and it all began again. Eventually it seemed that the entire group had taken as much of her ass as they needed for the time being. And in the space, the mongrel crept forward, driven by the wonderful cum smells around her open rear. Lapping eagerly, the same wet, red tongue that had probed deep into her pussy, began trying to lick up as much of the magical fluids in her ass as possible. Excited by the smells and the fucking around him, the long red end of the beast's prick again began to emerge hopefully from its sheath. It jerked and quivered beneath its belly as its mouth slurped at her hole. One of the boys must have noticed the prick because a burst of Vietnamese excited shouting led to two of the youths lifting the mongrel up over the belly of the helpless American. "Aaaaiiii -ooooohhhh," Sera muttered as she felt the wet stabbings of the stiff mongrel meat probing around her sopping, battered snatch. She gasped as it started to enter her cunt but the soldiers pulled the dog back by its haunches and guided it firmly towards her other hole. Sera's exhausted mind remembered her earlier question, wondering if what it would be like to have the beast in her ass. She was going to find out. "Aaaaaaaggggghhh," she breathed out, almost contentedly as the firm, red pole thrust its way into her creamed out butt hole and the dog began to hunch. At first slowly and then quicker as it found its balance and rhythm, the mongrel took control of her. She could not stop herself from gasping "Yeeeesssss - at last," and then blushing and hoping that the youths had not heard her as the pent-up, frustrated tensions in her focused on the smooth pistoning in her rear. Faster and harder the beast went. There was so much cum already in her used passage that the dog prick slipped almost too easily in and out of her and the mongrel growled, needing some edge to help it to begin to come. Sera's muscles tightened as hard as she could to reach out and welcome each thrust. Further back down its prick, the monster's knot emerged and thickened, a ball that was now battering against her spread buttocks with each push into her. Sera could feel it slamming hard against her - surely it would never get into her, she thought desperately, not knowing any more if she wanted it in her or not. Her nerve endings were screaming within her, lines of electrical fire running through her, building especially in her belly as well as at her clit and nipples. She felt the crest of the wave building, building, building and was as desperate as the beast in trying to drive towards the breaking point. Although she was unable to spread her legs any wider or to lift them up around the mongrel's neck, she instinctively used her snatch muscles to flatten and widen her hole as much as possible. Mouth hanging open, red tongue lolling out over its teeth, slobber dripping from its jaws, the great mongrel hunched furiously into her. Some deep instinct made it insist that it would enter her as deeply as possible, drive as far as it could into her rear. Its back legs shuffled a little closer, it leaned harder into her chest and the knob ball thudded into the surrounding skin at her asshole. For a moment the beast paused, fully inside her, all its weight pressing down into her ass. Behind it a soldier, who had seen its effort, added his strength too and shoved the dog's rear against her snatch. "Aaaaaaiiiieeeee - God, God almighty!" screamed Sera in pain and delight together, all now one for her, as the knob finally popped into her rear end, past the sphincter gate. At once her orgasm that had been waiting for so long began to break and spasm furiously inside her. And her writhing, convulsing walls instantly gave the beast what it needed to drive it over the edge. Almost at the same moment, it seemed, powerful hose squirts of cum poured into her bowels as the pent-up dog cum was released. Again and again it smashed against her burning walls as her feelings overwhelmed her at last. Cunt, butt- hole, clit, nipples, brain, fingertips - everywhere was on fire and melting together so that Sera swooned and her head fell back. Above her the great dog panted and caught its breath, tongue occasionally licking at her chest as the final dribbles and pulses shook from the prick held so deeply inside her. It would be a long, long time that night before the flow of blood in its prick would finally relax enough to release the beast from within her. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----