Chapter 43

"Euro-bitch!" hissed a soldier, tweaking her nipples. She writhed on the stool, her neck now painful and the pressure of the blood in her head frightening. Hands explored, invading private territory. Rough hands, greasy with labour, unrefined.

"Leave me alone you bastards!" she moaned, eyes still closed. She opened her mouth to shout but froze. The cold, clinical edge of steel on her cheek sent shivers through her teenage body, disrupting her breathing and causing her heart to beat wildly. "No! Please no!" she shouted, her eyes wide open, transfixed on the bayonet inches from her face. The music played on in the background, the happy, upbeat disco beat now bouncing round the house. A soldier ran the tip of the cold steel slowly along her cheek, across her lips and over her chin. Her sphincter tightened. She gripped the stool to support her efforts to strain away from the bayonet but it continued its course downwards, finding her nipples, flicking them without effect before teasing her stomach.

"Hey, Euro-bitch. You jiggy-jiggy?" asked the Officer.

"Fuck you!" shouted Lauren.

"Hey! Come on! Show us piss-flaps!"

He flicked the buttons on his fly and shed his trousers and pants, revealing a semi- erect cock that was without doubt the least enticing view of a man that she had ever seen. His pot-belly extended over his length and the sparse, ragged pubic hair looked as though it had seen much action. He gripped himself and rubbed his tool, speaking quickly in Spanish to his staff. Lauren felt the bayonet on her knickers, tracing the gentle line of her pussy lips. Other hands gripped her free leg and pulled to expose her completely. Rapid Spanish conversation was followed by the sound of more clothes dropping on the floor. She opened her eyes to see two other soldiers now naked by her head, their cocks both rampant, proud in their hands. One of them knelt beside her, guiding his swollen bulb towards her lips. She turned her head, sickened by the thought, only to discover another on the other side.

Strong hands held her head still, squeezing her cheeks and nose so that she had to open her mouth to breath. A cock slipped in, deep into her mouth, the smell instantly revolting her and reminding her stomach of the benefits of vomiting. Fighting the nausea, she tensed as the soldier slid in and out slowly, deeper and deeper into her mouth.

Horror struck as the needle-sharp tip of the bayonet pushed at the knicker material covering her vagina. She groaned as loudly as she could, her pleas muffled by the slippery cock that punished her throat. The material gave way and the clinical cool of the sharp steel cut a gash as it glided slowly between her labia. Save her trembling, she remained motionless as the weapon tore at her knickers and the cock plunging back and forth into her mouth. Further commands were audible above the cacophony of the music. The bayonet withdrew to be replaced, she knew, by the Officer between her stretched legs.

Hands grabbed her hair tightly now, holding her in position as his cock pushed against the small hole in the material, teasing and tearing as he rested at the entrance to her vagina. She shook her head within her restraints as hard as she could, only adding to the sensations of both soldiers who took their pleasure. She felt the cock bulge in her mouth as it pushed against her throat on the depth of its stroke. He quickened his thrusting, grabbing her breast as his groans became louder, squeezing her young mounds and kneading them into obscene shapes as he twirled the nipple between his fingers. Lauren screamed in a deadly mixture of agony and fear as he bulged again and the soldier between her legs plunged hard into her dry vagina. Her legs strained against the belt as she arched her back, the force of the torture causing every muscle in her body to contract at once. But the hands gripped her easily.

Both cocks ploughed mercilessly into her until the first shot of cum hit the roof of her mouth. She exhaled loudly, feeling the liquid oozing towards her throat, warm, almost savory. The soldiers continued to pump into her without concern, one, two, three thrusts until her lips sensed another bulge and streams of cum filled her mouth. Nausea rose in her stomach, held back by the cock that partially blocked her throat. She coughed, feeling the cum spray from her mouth up through her nose. He withdrew, stroking his cock against her face as he came on her chin. Lauren screwed her eyes up as tightly as she could, bracing herself as the Officer rhythmically raped her, splitting her knickers with every noisy thrust, his balls banging against her buttocks and the force straining the belt around her leg and neck.

The hands gripping her head twisted her roughly, presenting her with another cock to be satisfied. Without hesitation, she opened her mouth and took him in, noting the increase in size over the last soldier and the smell of urine and excrement. He withdrew momentarily and Lauren opened her eyes, watching as he pulled back the foreskin to offer her the purple, shiny knob before slamming back into her, painfully pushing her upper lip against her teeth. A blur of pubic hair accompanied the foul smell of his groin as she fought to breath; globules of cum irritated her nasal passages, stinging the back of her throat. She shook uncontrollably now, muscles strained into aching, her stomach especially painful as she retched against the thick cock ploughing into her mouth.

The Officer regained his stroke, signaling to his men to open her long tanned legs wider and pull her free leg up into the air. Her bottom rose off the stool and he took a few seconds to re- positioned himself before pushing hard into her once again, stroking deeper inside her vagina. Her own lubrication offered slight relief against the dreadful pain of his penis inside her dry vagina and she was convinced that the slipperiness she now experienced was the result of blood. With each merciless stroke his groin mashed against hers, pushing her backwards, straining the belt around her neck. She grunted involuntarily around the hard penis stuffed in her mouth, the sickness growing inside her from the putrid smell. Two thick trails of cum dribbled from her mouth, over her upper lip and down into her matted brown hair.

Her inability to breath frightened her and the blood pounding inside her head disorientated. Lauren was convinced she would pass out from either lack of oxygen or pain, a fact for which she felt grateful. In the murky reality of the room, the officer gasped, knowing he was fast approaching orgasm. Without faltering, he reached for her breasts and grabbed them unceremoniously, digging his fingers into the taught skin as his pumping became more and more furious. Lauren was dimly aware of the change in pace and braced herself as he exploded inside her, the hot liquid searing through her, following his cock and oozing around it, stinging her painfully as it battled its way out of her vagina and flowed ceaselessly down towards her anus. He finished a few strokes later, withdrawing with a final grunt before wiping his hand over her vagina and spreading his seed over her stomach and breasts, marking his conquest.

As though acting on his officer's command, the soldier doubled the rate of punishment of her mouth, slamming into her, grabbing her hair in his fist and pulling and pushing her back and forth in time with the movement of his hips. She tasted his precum, a tiny spurt coating her tongue, a prelude to the sudden gush that issued from the cruel slit in his cock and again filled her mouth. She swallowed as quickly as she could but her throat was on strike, scared that the huge penis might somehow get lodged down it and make her violently sick. She gagged loudly, gasping for air, cum dribbling from between her lips, coating her teeth before gathering in the corner of her mouth and dripping onto the carpet below. He came continually although Lauren neither counted or cared. Her mind and body now numbed to their abuse, she lay there as he slowed and finally withdrew, wiping his stickiness with her hair as the soldiers laughed.

They let go of her leg, allowing her to slowly gather the remnants of her modesty. Her tears returned in earnest, her sobbing punctuated by coughs and sniffs in an attempt to clear the cum from her nostrils. Lauren made no attempt though to move from the stool and hardly protested as she felt movement at her feet, the coarse trousers falling across her shins as the warmth of flesh met hers. She shook her head silently, slowly from side to side, crying loudly now as the soldier's cock touched her raw labia, the smears of cum hardly soothing and certainly unable to moderate her expectations of further pain, suffering and humiliation.

He pushed slowly and Lauren wondered in her clouded consciousness whether his calm and caution could be interpreted as compassion, but her fears materialised once again as she felt a finger stabbing deep into her anus and the hard cock ramming halfway into her vagina. Again she raised her bottom off the stool and without waiting for the hands to grab her left leg, she pulled behind her knee and tried in vain to ease her abused passages. Encouraged by the sight of her apparent willingness to receive his cock inside her, he plunged in, deep inside, holding himself inside as though savouring the moment before withdrawing almost all the way. The head of his cock was just visible at the entrance to her vagina, ruddy, glistening, coated in cum already and held gently by the sore lips of her vagina. Her pubic hair stuck to her young flesh, flattened, streaked with grey trails, providing little cover for the hood of her clitoris.

She retched loudly, feeling the movement of vomit in her stomach as it made an attempt to negotiate her throat. She wailed, desperate to avoid being sick with her head hanging down over the stool. Dimly aware that she was being raped again, she held the side of the stool with her free hand, trying to reduce the motion that resulted from each thrust, a motion that echoed through her body, jolting her stomach into involuntary activity. Her crying brought up the bitter taste of wine and bile into her mouth making her shudder as the soldier pounded into her as hard as he could, in part to impress his audience but also to extract enough sensation from her sopping vagina to ensure an orgasm. She coughed loudly, gagging and swallowing, fighting to keep the vomit under control. With each cough her vagina contracted and her anus gripped the unwelcome finger. He pumped harder, louder, bulging frequently inside her numbed sex until his orgasm burst within her, dribbling quickly along the length of his cock and gushing over the stool. He pulled out quickly then straddled her, masturbating furiously to the cheers of his colleagues as he came over her breasts and aimed at her navel, the finger in her anus straight, hard and in time with his other hand. He rolled off her, pulling his finger out of her roughly causing her to shriek and arch her back once again.