Message-ID: <36480asstr$1021378205@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Message-ID: <20020514025933.57112.qmail@web21008.mail.yahoo.com> From: Don MIME-Version: 1.0 X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Mon, 13 May 2002 19:59:33 -0700 (PDT) Subject: {ASSM} The Spoils of War Part I, MFFF Bond DS nc Date: Tue, 14 May 2002 08:10:05 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, IceAltar I am completely opposed to rape, torture and sexual violence. I wrote this just to see if I could. For lighter, more gender equitable treatment of the same theme of sexual domination, see my stories The Plaything, and User Friendly. Usual caveat. This story is for the private pleasure of our audience. Any rebroadcast or other distribution of the descriptions and accounts of this story is prohibited, without the express permission of the commissioner. No animals were harmed in producing this story. Constructive feedback is appreciated. Don Already he was hearing the sound of summary executions at the edge of the city. As a professional soldier, General Alexander Placko knew that revenge was a powerful motivator for an army. The battle for Tiramasu has been difficult and costly. But revenge should not come at the expense of discipline. So Placko rushed to the center of the city, to try to settle things down. When he arrived, he found some of his men were intoxicated. They were shooting at everything, included some of their allies. Many of the men had attacked the women of Tiramasu. Placko found five men holding a woman down while they took turns raping her. He ordered them to stop at once. "Sir, you know what these people did to our civilians at Parmesan. We're just getting our revenge," said a sergeant who had been one of the group. "I know, and you'll have some revenge. But right now you have to clean up this place. And if I see any more drinking, you will get a pain needle." Gradually Placko and his officers restored some order to the situation. He ordered the execution of those men involved in the pillage of Parmesan. His own cousin had been tortured to death after being raped repeatedly. The rest of the men he ordered to be held to sell at the slave market in Calimary. Likewise, he ordered the women to be separated and sold. Only the very old and the very young did he permit to return what was left of their homes. One of the laws of war the victor got access of the resources of the enemy. His men had looted many of the finer homes in Tiramasu. They wanted the women too. Placko knew that subjugating the women was a time honored way to demonstrating to an enemy that they had been defeated. Frankly, he wanted a taste of feminine pleasure himself. Why buy at Calimary what he could take here? It just had to be handled with military discipline. Placko ordered the women between the ages of 16 and 35 separated from the rest. Those who had young children were allowed to return to their families. The rest seemed resigned to their fate. They knew what had happened at Parmesan. They only hoped that wouldn't have to suffer too badly. Placko ordered that the women line up in front of him. Most cowered in fear, but a few tried to put on a brave front. There were a few who seemed proud of what they were doing. They were probably the wives and girlfriends of the leaders of Tiramasu. By now, most of leaders were dead. Placko pointed out three women who had caught his attention, because they were pretty and proud, and ordered them taken to this quarters. He then told his officers to select two each. Finally, he let each soldier choose a woman of his own. He said, "These women are to be sold as slaves. If you choose one for yourself, you must return her here next Wednesday, in a way that does not reduce her price. If you fail to do that, you will be charged 18 pieces for her. I am putting in my 54 pieces for those three women right now. However, if you wish to marry her, you may, and you will not be charged any money." Most of the women would get more that 18 pieces at the market, but that was enough money to deter a private soldier from harming one too severely. Marriage would require the woman's consent, but Placko assume that many would refer that to being sold as slaves. Marriage to his soldiers would give him a change to repopulate the town with a loyal populace. The economics of defeat meant that many women, including those he released, would turn to prostitution. Even many of the slaves would end up in registered brothel.s Nevertheless, many of the women did not understand that Placko had just saved their lives, but the few who did were grateful. The men were also grateful, because they would have a woman to themselves until next Wednesday, and they wouldn't have to pay a price. One of the sergeants cried out, "Three cheers for General Placko." "Hooray. Hooray. Hooray." The soldiers cried. Some of the women cried hooray, too. *********** General Placko ordered that the women he had selected be taken to his quarters. He put an old woman servant in charge of them. They were to placed in different room, and chained to their beds. They were to be fed and bathed properly, but no one else was allowed to see them. For several days, Placko could not see any of the women because he was involved in the administrative details of dealing with the population. Transportation was needed for the slaves, food was needed for the army, and medical care was required for the wounded of both sides. He finally order that one of the women be brought to him. He sensed that she was a noblewoman of some sort. He wanted how good a slave she would make. She wore only a white petticoat and bare feet. Placko received her in his bedroom, wearing only a robe. "What is you name, slave?" Placko ordered. She replied defiantly, "I am not a slave. I am Gilda, the niece of Lord Banton and fiance of Hector, the hero of Parmesan. Do your worst. I am not afraid." Placko said, "Hector was executed yesterday by firing squad. He was less than you. My worst for you is to turn you over to my troops, tell them who you are, and have them use you as a common whore. Strip, slave." "Why don't you kill me instead?" "We don't kill enemy civilians. Only the men of Tiramasu do that I said strip your dress. You are my slave and will do as I command. I want to see my new slave." Gilda stood there defiantly. Placko seized her and threw her on her knees on a pillory that was placed in the bedroom. The pillory had a bar which held her in position when he tied her arms in front of her. "Let me go, you barbarian, " She cried. Thwack. A whip came down on her bare ass. "Owe. You're hurting me." Thwack. Thwack. She struggled on the bar and writhed in pain, tears in her eyes. Placko said, "Go ahead and cry. No one will hear you. The men in your household used sexual torture on their woman prisoners. I found devises for pinching breasts and piercing the labia. They would impale women on their vaginas or rectums. My cousin died that way in Parmesan. It would be a cruel irony to use these devises on you." Placko punctuated each remark with a crack of the whip. He then stood in front of her and opened his robe, revealing his prick. "Suck it. Take it all." He commanded. When Gilda did not respond, he hit her again. "Owe," She said through her tears. When she opened her mouth to yell, Placko stuffed it with his prick. She accepted it, helplessly crying. Placko held her head and pushed in and out, using her mouth to masturbate. He wanted to humiliate her. He wanted to use her and show her that she was totally helpless and at his mercy. Placko kept stuffing her mouth, letting his prick get harder. "I am using you for my own pleasure, slave." Placko said. He gripped her head tight, until she thought he would squeeze her brain out of her ears. Then he came with sudden onrush of semen. His cum oozed out her mouth and down her chin "Swallow it. Drink it up." Placko ordered. She tried to comply, but could not. When he was finished, he looked at her with contempt. "You are a pathetic slut." He said. Placko untied her arms and lifted her to her feet. He called the servant to take her to her room. She was in such pain she could barely walk. As she left a guard at the door said, "Sir, there is a rumor that this piece is the daughter of the butcher of Parmesan. If that is true, I'd like nothing more than to get my hands on her." Placko replied, "That rumor is totally false. She is my woman, to use as I please. Keep away from her." "Yes, sir," said the guard. ************ Placko decided to give Gilda several days to heal from her whipping. In the meanwhile he wanted to see his other slaves. He ordered that a woman named Claudia be brought to him. He had chosen Claudia because he wanted someone young and fresh after the war. Like Gilda, she had been kept chained to her bed, and was permitted to only wear a petticoat. When she was brought to his bedroom, she was clearly afraid of what might happen. "Your name is Claudia, slave?" He asked. "Yes, sir." "Call me master, not sir. How old are you?" "Sixteen, sir, ahhh I mean master." "Have you ever been with a man?" "No, master." "I am surprised. You are so pretty. Did you ever want to?" "I wanted to with my boyfriend, but my mother said that boys are cruel and would hurt me, and my father said that if he found my boyfriend, he would kill him." "But you wanted to, anyway?" "Yes." "Why?" "To please him, master." "Good. Because your job will be to please me. But your mother was right. Men are cruel. I can be cruel if I'm not obeyed. What happened to your boyfriend? "He died in the war. My father did to." "But we are alive, slave." "May I ask you a question, master?" "Yes." "Why did you pick me? There were so many girls from the city." "That's the point. I picked you for the honor of being my love slave, because I wanted to. Would you rather I picked someone else? Would you rather be sold at the market in Kalimary? I'm sure if you are a virgin you would bring a good price." "No, master." "Good. Take off your dress so I can have a look at my new love slave." Claudia realized she did not have a choice. Reluctantly, she removed her petticoat. But she attempted to cover her breasts and pussy with her hands. "Come here. And take your hand away so I can look at you." She approached him slowly, as Placko sat on the bed. He looked at her beauty and innocence and was overcome with lust. He placed both hands on her breasts and felt them firmly. He stood up and embraced her, pulling her to him, and kissing her on the mouth. The suddenness of his passion surprised them both. Claudia did not know what to do, so she just let him have his way. "Lie down on the bed. I must have you, now, my beauty." Placko ordered. His passion made his voice sound horse. He pulled her down and tossed off his robe. He fell down immediately on top of her. He played roughly with her tits, and then placed one hand on her cunt. Without warning, he moved so he covered her completely. He positioned his prick at the entrance to her love channel. Her brain was a maelstrom of thoughts and emotions. She felt a mixture of pain at being treated so roughly, embarrassment of having a man seeing her naked, and humiliation at being raped. These were accompanied by the honor of being pick among the women of the town, pride at being able to please her master, and a tingling from her body as he continued to rub her cunt. He had only one thought. He pushed it in without finesse, because he wanted this piece more than anything. She grunted, "Oohh, that hurts." But he did not stop. He pushed until he was fully engulfed by her cunt. "You are so tight. You feel wonderful." He said. He began to move within her. He thrust with abandon, not caring how she felt. Her pain subsided, and the tingling of her body increased as he moved. She surprised herself by how good it felt to be taken by him. In the meanwhile, he thrust with quickening speed. "I must have you now." He said, as his cum burst forth. He thrust several more times, each time pushing forth more cum and more pleasure. He slowly relaxed from his passion. He pulled out of her, and looked down at her. "Look. My love slave is a woman, now." He said, pointing to the blood oozing from her pussy. He kissed her lightly, and then told her to get up. Her pussy was still sore, as she went back to her room. But she was no longer chained to her bed. The next day Placko asked to see his third slave, Sylvia. Sylvia was by far the prettiest girl in the city. She knew it, and knew how to use her sex to get what she wanted. Placko wanted her in case the other two slaves proved difficult. He also wanted to have her available because if he were to be promoted to the nobility it would be fitting if were to make a gift to the Prince of one of his slaves. And finally, he wanted her to be a hostess in case he had guests. Sylvia entered his bedroom, dressed like the other slaves, in a white petticoat. She knew how to play the game. She had been a courtesan to several wealthy men in the town. When they lost the war, her protectors had to pay large indemnities to avoid being sent as slaves. This left Sylvia to fend for herself. She said, "How can I please my master this evening?" Placko said, "Come here and get excite me." He opened his robe. She came over and knelt before him, taking his prick in her hands. "Do you want me to suck it, master?" "Yes, suck it, but don't make me cum." She got to work. She ran her lips and tongue around the tip, finding the most sensitive points. She played with that area for several minutes,before covering it with her mouth. She sucked on it like a banana, using her lips to increase the pressure. "You are an excellent cocksucker. I can stand this for only a few more minutes." She continued sucking, wondering what else he had in mind, and hoping it was her cunt. She was not to be disappointed. He ordered her to stand up and remove her petticoat. He stood up with her removed his robe. He embraced her, thrusting his groin against her. "Turn around and lean on the bed. I want you from behind." He ordered. She waved her ass in the air as bent over the bed. She liked being taken from the rear, too. He shoved his prick up the cunt forcefully. "I am going to fuck you, now." He said with a grunt. "Oh, master, fill me up." She sighed. He moved into her slow and deep. She pushed back at him, trying to get into a rhythm with him. He reached around to pinch her tits and pull her hair. She slapped her ass as he kept drilling her. "That's the way. Fuck me hard." She said, moaning with pleasure. He moved harder and deeper. He was grunting with each push. "I'm going to cum soon," He said. "Me too. Cum into me master. Fill me." She said, moaning. "Now! Now!" He shouted. "Yes, Now!" She answered. They hit their orgasms together, and lost each other in pleasure. As she relaxed, she said, "That was the best sex I've had since the war." "How much other sex have you had since the war?" He asked. "Oh, that was the first." He laughed at her. "Get into the bed," He ordered. She lay down and he lay next to her. He played with her body, paying extra attention to her tits. She enjoyed what he was doing, and tried to reciprocate by playing with his prick. It came back to life easily under her manipulation. Soon he was fucking her again, driving them both to erotic delight. However, after they came again, Placko said that he had had enough and ordered her to her room. Like Claudia, Sylvia found that she was no longer chained to her bed. She believed that as long as she gave his good sex, her conditions would improve. And she was right. ******** While she was recovering from her whipping, Gilda realized that her position was untenable. First, she was genuinely afraid that Placko would have her raped or tortured if his requests were not met. She never saw any woman tortured, but she had no doubt that it happened because she would occasionally hear the screams. She was not a virgin when she became engaged to Hector. She was loyal to him, even though she knew he was not loyal to her. She fell in love with Hector because he was strong, virile, and could protect her in the tough world of Tiramasu politics. Their sex was rough, but she liked it rough, although of course she did not like being whipped. Now he was dead, killed by the man who had become her master. It proved that Hector could not protect her at all. Since Placko killed her fiance, that meant that Placko was even stronger and more virile. He could protect her better. She imagined that the entire war was over her. It was almost fair. Placko had won, and to the victor go the spoils of war. When he called for her to visit him again, she had a different attitude. When Placko ordered her to strip off her petticoat, she readily complied. "I see my slave has seen the error of her ways. For that, you get a reward." He said. He remove his robe, and stood up to embrace her. She filled him with even more lust than he had ever felt before. He kissed her passionately, pulling on her ass. She was overwhelmed by his manly strength. He picked her up and carried her to the bed. He placed her on her back, and then quickly tied her legs wide apart. He did the same to her arms. "Now I can play with my slave, all I want." He said. He started with her tits. Each one was kissed, first tenderly, and the roughly. He worked his way down to the pussy. "This is my best part. " He said. "What are you doing to me?" She asked excitedly. "I am going to give you the best cum of your life." He said. He stared at the pussy, wondering the best way to approach it. I felt around the edges of the slit, concentrating on the clitoris. He could tell by the way she was moaning that it was starting to get to her. He put one finger in, then another, then another. He moved them around while the licked her clit. She was shifting against the ropes, but that actually made it better. "Do you like what I'm doing?" He asked. She was moaning excitedly, but said nothing. "Well, if you're going to say anything, I'll just stop." He removed his hand and sat up. "No. Don't stop. Please." She begged. "Perhaps you'd prefer it I played with your tits, instead." He climbed on top of her and place his prick, between her tits. He pushed them together, so they almost covered his prick. He started to rock back and forth, watching his prick get hard and excited. "No, play with my cunt." She begged. "Do you want me to fuck you"? "Yes." "Then say it." "Fuck me." "Beg for it." "Oh please, fuck me. I want it. Please." Placko was stimulating her enough to stay excited, but not enough to cum. "In that case, I will please my slave." Placko got off her chest and placed his prick at the entrance of her love hole. He teased her with it for a few minutes, before inserting it all the way. He pumped into her carefully, because he wanted her to cum first. "Yes. Give it me. Fuck me, hard." She screamed. By this time she wanted to cum so badly she was crying. The pressure was more than she could stand. "Oh, Oh, Oh." She screamed, as her orgasm covered her body. She pulled hard against the ropes, as if that would release her more. Placko continued to move within her as she recovered. But he did not want her to have time to rest. He moved faster, letting her pressure build again. "I can't stand it. Its too much. I'm going to cum again." She screamed. Placko went after her without mercy. He pumped as hard as he could until his own body sought release. "I'm going to fuck you silly," He declared. He pushed as hard as he could until his cum released itself in an onrush of pleasure. He kept pumping until he had emptied himself completely. By this time, Gilda had almost fainted, as her body convulsed with pleasure, that was so good, it was painful. Placko pulled out of her cunt. He untied her and helped her up. "How do you feel?" He asked. "Exhausted. You are too much." "There's more where that came from, but not tonight." Gilda left even more confused than ever. Maybe she would enjoy being a slave, if that meant this kind of sex. Like the other slaves, she found that she was no longer chained to the bed, and her food and clothing improved. ***** Placko's initiation of his slaves continued for several weeks. He had the easiest time with Sylvia, but Claudia was still not giving her all. She was still too inhibited. He decided to be more aggressive with her. When she came to him the next time, Placko told her to keep her dress on. He said, "Your primary job is to please me. You have not done so. I will give you one more chance." He ordered her to kneel at the foot of the bed. He stood up and opened his robe. He presented his prick in front of her face. He ordered, "You are going to take this in your mouth. You will make me cum. You are not going to leave here until you do." Claudia stared at his prick. It seemed huge. She did not know if she could even open her mouth wide enough to accomodate it. She tentatively opened a little bit. "Wider! Take it all." Placko ordered. She opened a bit wider, but Placko shoved in, almost choking her. She coughed. "Breathe through your nose." He said. When she did, she had an easier time accepting him. He moved in and out. "Suck it. Use your lips." Placko instructed. She tried to follow his orders. He put his hands on her head to guide her movement. He made her move back and forth, as he pulsated into her mouth. She now understood what he wanted her to do. She also moved with the same rhythm, because she wanted to please him. However, she was not prepared for the gush of cum that poured into her mouth. "Swallow it." He ordered. She tried to swallow it, if only to prevent her from choking. After he was finished, she asked. "Did I please you, master?" "Yes, slave Claudia. You are getting better. However, next time I have another lesson for you." However, when Claudia arrived next time, Placko sized her, stripped off her lingerie, and tied her to the bed the same way he had tied Gilda. He then had Sylvia come. He told her Sylvia, "There she is. Do whatever you want with her. But make her cum." Sylvia smiled and warmed to the task. She played with Claudia's tits and slit. She moved slowly, savoring every moment. She wanted Claudia to enjoy it. "Do a good job, for I may have you switch places soon." Placko said, with a laugh. Sylvia kissed Claudia's labia. She moved her tongue on her clit. She started to flick her tongue on the clit, occasionally rubbing it with her fingers. Claudia was moaning softly. As Sylvia continued, Claudia's moans got louder. Placko had planned to sit back and watch, but the erotic show going on before him was getting to him. His prick got stiff, as he rubbed it slowly. Sylvia saw what he was doing, and waved her ass provocatively. "We should turn her over and fuck her ass." Sylvia said. "She's not ready for that yet. But you are. Keep doing what you're doing to her." Placko got up and stood behind her. Only instead of placing it in her cunt, he poked her in ass. Sylvia said, "I like up my ass almost as much as my cunt. And that way, I can't get pregnant. Fill me up, while I take care of this little one." By this time Claudia was past caring what Placko was doing. All she cared about was what we being done to her. Sylvia was licking her clit with increasing passion. Claudia had felt sexual excitement before, but not this intense. Her body was ready to burst at the seams. "What are you doing to me?" Claudia complained, between moans. "Do you like it?" Asked Placko. :"I'm not sure. Keep doing it." She replied. Sylvia kept doing it, while being done to, by Placko. Suddenly, Claudia erupted like a volcano. Her cum poured like lava down her sides, sweeping away all before it. She kept cumming, as Sylvia did not stop. She placed her tongue on Claudia's clit and her fingers on her vagina and moved until Claudia could not take it anymore. Sylvia was also getting distracted by the pressure on ass. Placko was moving on her with increasing force. As usual, he showed her no mercy. He wanted it in her ass, now. "I want to cum up your ass." Placko said. "Yes, master, give it to me. Fuck my ass. And tickle my clit." Sylvia replied. Unlike many women, Sylvia never had trouble with anal sex. She could cum with anal sex alone, but it helped if her played with her clitoris, too. Placko placed his right hand on her clit and his left on her tits, as he rode her like a wild horse. She was bucking, and he was riding high. "I'm cumming. I'm cumming in your ass." Placko announced. Sylvia felt the warm liquid wash into her. That was enough to release her orgasm, too. She released her hold on Claudia to relish in her own pleasure. Sylvia closed her eyes to just concentrate on the enjoyment of what Placko was doing to her ass. When Placko was finished, he pulled back for Sylvia. She also pulled back, enabling him to untie Claudia. Claudia felt stiff from staining at the ropes, but she felt wonderful from the session with Sylvia. Claudia and Sylvia became close friends, even when Placko made them change places another evening. Claudia looked up to Sylvia as a big sister, and asked her to teach all she knew about pleasing men. ****** When Placko at last sent for Gilda again, he was in a different mood. When she entered his room, she said, "What can I do to please you, master"? Placko said, "Come here and lay beside me. I want you in the old fashioned way tonight." Gilda was a bit relieved and a bit disappointed that he didn't want any thing kinky or unusual. She liked normal sex, but she viewed rough sex as a sign of passion. She removed her dress and lay naked next to him. She found that he as naked, too. Placko kissed her on the mouth and sucked her tongue. He then played with her breasts, first fondling them, and then kissing and licking them. While he kissed her breasts, he placed his hand on her pussy. As he stroked her pussy, she asked, "Master, do you want me to fondle your prick"? "Yes," He said. They played with each other for several minutes, getting each other more excited. Then he said, "I want you now." "I'm ready for you." she replied. He put his penis at the entrance to her pussy. He inserted it more slowly than before, but very deep. He moved over her several times, and then he said, "Put your legs on my shoulders. I want to possess you completely." She bent her legs until they were on top of him. She felt there for him like never before. It was something more than sexual passion. He moved slow and deep, almost pulling out completely before slamming back hard. She used her legs to pull at him, making him slam into her harder. They were both lost in the feeling of how good it felt. Then he picked up the pace, moving faster than before. "Yes master, cum into me. Fill me." she urged. "I want you," He said, breathing hard. "Take me, I'm yours," She said , also breathing hard. Placko felt the beginning of orgasm, as he lurched into her as hard as he could. "Oh master, I'm cumming too. Thank you. Thank you." She said softly. She held him tightly as her orgasm flooded over her like water over a dam. After they finished, they lay there holding each other. Finally she said, "Master, I want to ask a favor of you." "Yes?" "There are many books in this house. I do not have much to do. I don't have much in common with Claudia or Sylvia. They are nice, but I don't dare tell them about my life before the war. I want to have access to the books? It would so cheer me up, if I could read." Placko answered. "Of course you can read. Just don't read about the history of Tiramasu or the war." "I promise not to." They fell asleep shortly after that. Gilda became the first and only slave who would sleep with him the entire night. __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? LAUNCH - Your Yahoo! Music Experience http://launch.yahoo.com -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d, look for subject {ASSD}| |Archive at Hosted by | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+