Chapter 11

O'Neil couldn't believe the way she felt, she had never felt so horny. Her husband had always been a considerate lover who consistently allowed her the upper hand. She began to realise now. How all those dark fantasies she had suppressed or frigged herself over were what were her real needs.

She groaned as she watched Blondell run her tongue up the underside of Salems massively girthed cock, remembering the excruciating aching fullness of his cock in her ass. She felt her belly tighten and a slow trembling contraction run down the length of her hot wet cunt. With humiliating reluctance she realised she wanted it back in her. She swallowed wishing it was being pushed to her lips. Forcing into her throat. His fingers on the back of her head, making her do it, making her...

'Oh god what have they done to me?!" she thought.

Commander Salem let Blondell lick his meat clean then he gripped her hair and wrenched her head back.

"Hey what d'yer say we stage a little fight huh? It's been too long since I've seen you take it up the butt whore!" he grinned down at her.

Blondell glanced horrified at his cock terrified for a moment that he was aiming to sodomize her again, (She had been in hospital for two weeks after the last time he had got drunk and reamed her ass out over his desk).

"What do you think O'Neil, I bet you'd love to grudge fuck the Captains ass now wouldn't you huh?"

Blondell looked fearfully at Jack and the others "No I don't thi..."

"Shut the fuck up Blondell! I asked the Lieutenant a question. WELL?!"

O'Neil stared at him and swallowed trying to gauge if it were a trap or not.

"I'll tell you what I'll do O'Neil, You fight Blondell here, you manage to hold her down and fuck her ass with that cock of yours and Jack here will take you back to the compound and I'll authorize your pass mark for the course. Now what d'yer say bitch?"

O'Neil's mind raced, what had she got to lose the bastards had raped the shit out of her, pissed on her, in her. And Blondell had helped them, drugged her, made her tits two swollen balloons that dripped milk. and raped her when she was helpless. Fuck yes if nothing else the bitch deserved it!

"Yeah right and I'm supposed to trust you, mother fucker!"

"I don't recall asking you to trust me Lieutenant. And if you remember your mother having a fuck off big grin I probably did. I offered you the chance to get even with this bitch... but if you're too chicken shit to fight then I guess we'd better dream up some more ways to fuck your sorry ass!"

"OK... OK! Yeah I'll fight her! just give me the opportunity Sir!" she managed to force out.

"Please Sir don't, she's twice the size of me she'll kill me sir!" Blondell

squirmed

"HA! You should've thought o'that before you raped her Captain!"

"OK Master Chief get your boys to let her down, then I want 'em in a circle so we can all see!"

The master Chief barked orders, more troops came in thronging around the interior of the beach house. O'Neil was lowered and her hands released. Her well muscled frame could easily match the slight Blondell.

"Blondell! get that other toy on, we're gonna make this interesting!"

"Sir seriously I... I can't do this I..."

"Stow it Captain or I'll have you held down so I can butt fuck you with this!... thought so get to it!!"

Blondell scrabbled in her bag, retrieved another strap on and hurriedly strapped it around her waist. She struggled to pull her skirt up to fasten the other straps between her legs.

Salem watched O'Neil flex her arms staring at Blondell as if she were a piece of meat. She glanced around still seeking an escape route but there was none. she suddenly realized she still had the Tazor electrode pad on her breast and went to remove it.

"LIEUTENANT!!" she glanced up as Salem hit the button.

O'Neil screamed her body thrashing and crashing to the floor as she went into vicious convulsions her body contorting and writhing as the current died leaving her gasping on the floor her breasts throbbing with awful pain. Salem came over and stood over her grinning.

"Just a reminder bitch, your ass is still ours yeah!" He pulled the electrode off, the thing wound back into the machine like lightning.

O'Neil got to her knees and then her feet, her legs trembling, head swimming. every time she moved her skirt caught on the dildo strapped to her groin and waves of pleasure fluttered up through her cunt. She tried not to look at the sea of grinning faces around her.

Blondell looked across at her and down at the dildo, it was thick, and at least ten inches long, she knew it well. A strange thrill of fear and expectation went through her as she looked at O'Neil's powerful frame. She was mean looking, O'Neil's enormous breasts, still bound bobbed under the white dress blouse her teats sticking wetly to the material as they seeped milk. She was at least twenty pounds heavier than her.

O'Neil grinned nastily at Blondell, thrusting the dildo upwards obscenely at her. Blondell still hadn't managed to fasten the straps between her legs.

Salem strode into the centre of the ring, turning theatrically.

"Quiet!! These are the rules, O'Neil has to butt fuck Blondell until I am happy that she is truly butt fucked. Blondell has to fuck O'Neil in the cunt to the same degree. whoever loses gets to be gang banged by all of you!"

The troops jeered and laughed. "BOOYYAA!! BOOYYAA!! BOOOOYYAAA!!"

"Sir I haven't done the thing up yet!" Salem grinned at her.

"All right Bitches GO!!" the Salem yelled.

They move to the centre of the room and start to circle each other. Their goal's clear. Sensing an opening, O'Neil charged forward, and Blondell hurriedly jumped aside, just escaping a vicious punch aimed toward her head. O'Neil meant business. Blondell was hampered by her own skirt restricting her legs as she tried to side step. O'Neil had no such restriction as her skirt was held up by the dildo.

"BOOYYAA!! BOOYYAA!! BOOOOYYAAA!!"

The idea of sticking a dildo into another woman's ass was grotesque to O'Neil but if it meant getting even with this bitch and passing the course O'Neil would do what needed to be done to get out of this situation, no worries.

"BOOYYAA!! BOOYYAA!! BOOOOYYAAA!!"

O'Neil lunges forward and takes down Blondell in a flying tackle. She fell backward, O'Neil's arms around her lower legs. She utters a loud "UUMPH!" when she hits the floor. O'Neil quickly moves forward. she straddles Blondell and reaches for her neck-tied uniformed shirt before she can recover, her strong fingers closes around the collar. She pulls hard, and was rewarded with a loud ripping sound. The material tears diagonally and her round, compact breasts are revealed. The troops go wild shouting encouragement. As Blondell's breasts bob free her thick pink nipples are erect.

Blondell grabs at O'Neil's bound bouncing tit's. Reaching under the edge of her gaping dress blouse. O'Neil moves her hand down to fend her off. But Blondell has one of her nipples between two thin long fingers yanking at it viciously. O'Neil gasps in shock. trying to pull away, Blondell punches her under the chin. With a yelp O'Neil fall's off her hips, backwards.

"BOOYYAA!! BOOYYAA!! BOOOOYYAAA!!"

Blondell leaps up lunging forward and is now on top of O'Neil. She swiftly grips the loose edges of O'Neil's blouse and rips it wide open and down her arms trapping them. O'Neil's bound bulging round breasts are helplessly exposed, Blondell immediately thrusts the palms of her hands on her tits, pressing forward. Squeezing the stiff full flesh, milk squirts out between her fingers, running down the underside of her forearms.

O'Neil gasps from the awful pressure. Letting out an animal grunt as Blondell grips and twists her tender globes. O'Neil yells out and forces her arms out ripping the already torn material of her blouse.

She is still pinned against the floor, but her arms are free. She brings her strong hands roughly to Blondell's breasts and pinches hard gripping each breast viciously. Clutching both in a vice like grip, O'Neil's fingers dig into her tender flesh.

"Rip her tit's off O'Neil! RIP 'EM OFF!!"

"BOOYYAA!! BOOYYAA!! BOOOOYYAAA!!"

Blondell screams in shock and pain. But Blondell has the determination of a trapped animal. She leans forward to add pressure to her grip on O'Neil's tits Increasing the force she has put on her breasts. The two Women grunt and pant, both straining for the upper hand cruelly mauling each other's aching tit's. O'Neil can't help but feel the throbbing pain from her clawing hands, but each twist sends excruciating shocks of aching lust up through both swollen breast.

Blondell moves one of her legs to the side. Giving her access to O'Neil's crotch. Her eyes glitter as she shifts her pelvis to bring her dildo close to O'Neil's exposed cunt. She stabs forward impaling O'Neils cunt with the very tip of it and gives her a rapid shallow fucking.

O'Neil heaves up and head butts Blondell in the face throwing her backwards she falls to the side. She rolls and nimbly leaps to her feet. O'Neil scrambles up too. Her black stockings torn gaping holes showing her leg flesh luridly. They face each other unsteadily finding their balance, keeping a wary eye on each other. Their breasts red and tingling.

"BOOYYAA!! BOOYYAA!! BOOOOYYAAA!!"

"You're fucked Blondell!"

"C'mon Blondell! Shaft her!"

Blondell circles, arms held out, bent at the elbows. O'Neil advances toward her, her arms also poised for attack. They lunge at each other grasping each other's eppeletted shoulders. Their uniforms hanging in shreds. Their breasts bounce back and forth as they struggle, trying to force the other down to the hard floor.

O'Neil uses her superior strength to push Blondell back and manages to work a leg behind her. She slides one hand down her arm and pushes with the other. Blondell falls backward, uttering a surprised cry. But she is quick to recover her stance.