Chapter 13

O'Neil and Blondell were hosed down stripped of their tattered uniforms. Once they were clean. Blondell was led away. The two soldiers left produced a fresh uniform to put on her.

Johns produced a mess tin with cereal in it he gave it to her. she ate it greedily with her fingers, he gave her an isotonic drink she drank it in great gulps. Then they made her stand.

O'Neil saw it was another navy dress uniform. Her arms were released but held behind her, Barely black stockings were rolled up her strong legs. dress shoes pushed on. A black suspender belt. Her poor bound tits were left in two big bound balloons.

They ached terribly, The two soldiers that dressed her touched and squose them enjoying her pained looks as they teased her fat nipples, she couldn't help staring at their mouths as the hot pressure increased within each.

'God she just wanted to feed them' she shook her head trying to rid herself of the relentless maternal desire that they had invoked in her.

Johns grinned at her tugging her dress blouse closed over both turgid breasts and forcing he buttons closed. Immediately the pressure of the material forcing two wet patches to appear over each teat. O'Neil swallowed hard as he thumbed each nipple. He chuckled.

"Oh dear Lieutenant is mommy ready for milking, your gonna hav'ta wait for that bitch!"

They both laughed. Her jacket was pushed up her arms and then she was made to step into the skirt, as Johns fastened it he rubbed his chest to her sensitive breasts, He did up the buttons and behind her Whitewire fastened handcuffs around her wrists. He tugged them testily. He breathed in her ear pressing himself to her ass.

"You look one tasty piece of ass in this cunt, boy are you gonna enjoy this evening"

O'Neil pulled her face away grimacing. She was led out to a humber and bundled into the back. There followed an uneventful journey. The vehicle stopped and she was bundled out. They were in a parking lot behind the club that she had been to with the SEAL's. She was led into the back door through into a back room.

Smoking a cigar sat on a table was Salem.

"Ah! so good of you to join us O'Neil, Get her over the table boys!"

Johns and Whitewire threw her face first over the table, O'Neil struggled trying to pull back from the table top expecting to be raped again. The two of them held her arms up hard behind her locking them forcing her heavy tits to the table top.

Salem stood in front of her grinning he had a large dildo in his hand, it was flesh coloured and covered in realistic veins. He turned it over in his hands. At it's base was a small black round unit with a sort of stubby aerial sticking out. It was at least as big as Salem's cock. Thick real thick not so long but ass achingly thick.

"I had this made when I used to own a little club in Vegas, had it modelled on my own dick, you like it? thought so, watch!"

He flicked a switch on it's base and the sides bulged out.

"You see that, it stops it falling out, yeah I new you'd love that. Now this is the best bit. (He turned his head) Music!" some dance music began to pump into the room.

O'Neil watched with appalled fascination as the thing began to gyrate and pulse in his hand, with each pulse of bass the end throbbed and expanded.

"Now ain't that cute! Off!" Salem chuckled as the music died. he walked behind her. She began to struggle.

He pulled up her skirt and admired her strong ass, at a nod from him they dragged her legs open, he pushed the thing to her abused anus.

"NO!... NO DON'T!" she managed

O'Neil groaned and stiffened as he ground the thick head up into her ass, her legs kicked and stamped as he forced it all the way in, twisting and shoving it up into her rectum. She jerked and flinched. Eventually it was in so that just the base protruded, he flicked the switch. O'Neil let out an awful moan and bit her lip as it expanded in her ass filling her with an excruciating fullness.

"Oh yeah you like that baby! we're gonna make you one fine dirty dancer bitch!"

O'Neil pressed back trying to push it out but it was lodged fast. They let her up. She straightened up off the table with difficulty the thing was huge up her butt.

"Oh God you bastard!" she grimaced.

"Oh yes Lieutenant, through and through!" He produced a remote control.

"Un-cuff the Lieutenant Johns!" he did,

She rubbed her wrists, staring at him. He pressed a button smiling, she felt the thing flex in her ass, she groaned. He did it again she leant forward shaking her head speechless as it seemed to pulse and throb up her butt.

"Uh... Uh no stop it... please UH OH JESUS STOP IT!"

She put her hands back pulling up her uniform skirt, feeling with her fingers, she couldn't get hold of the base. She tried to pull it out but it was fast, The sensations grew in intensity, Now she was feverishly trying to grip it, without success. They laughed at her plight.

"Please, please SIR IT. IT's AWFUL SIR PLEASE!!"

She went to her knees. It pulsed, throbbed, jerked and flexed in her ass, teasing her cunt and cervix as it did. Salem switched it off, she relaxed gasping as it relented.

"You like that Lieutenant?"

"No. no... it. UUHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

She sank to the floor again in agony.

"Pardon I didn't hear you Lieutenant?"

"UHHH... Yes yes I love it it's great!" she glared up at him.

"I thought so, get up!" he grinned

O'Neil slowly stood, feeling the thing heavy up her aching ass.

"Now tonight I promised the good people of this bar a show and fuck are they gonna get one. Do you dance Lieutenant?"

"Not usually Sir" they sniggered.

"Oh tonight I think you will, tonight's you're big night Lieutenant!"

O'Neil rallied herself, "What makes you think you'll get away with treating me like this SIR, it's only a matter of... UHHHH!"

He grinned as she slowly bent double the dildo gyrating up her ass.

"I own this bar O'Neil, and most of the saps in it, Do you know of a man that would turn down the chance to fuck a piece of ass like you over say a football game? and the survey says? fuck the piece of ass!! so you see O'Neil unfortunately you are that piece of ass. And a very nice piece of ass you are too."

"Johns open the door, let the Lieutenant hear her fans" Johns complied.

The noise and music from the bar filled the room, expectant cheers boomed as the door opened, O'Neil grimaced as the dildo picked up the beat and began to jerk up her spasming rectum. O'Neil groaned gritting her teeth and going to her knees again.

Whitewire offered her a glass with a huge shot of Tequila in it.

"Drink it, Drink!!" she did gasping and almost wrenching,

He poured another, and another, She struggled them down.

"You see there's a lot of money riding on your ass O'Neil, you are a fuckin celebrity, and they have paid top dollar to see the show. Now this is what your gonna do..."

Ten minutes later, Johns and Whitewire came out of the stage door and stood on either side, the bar hushed as all the men gathered at the edge of the stage.

Lt. O'Neil came out walking reluctantly out on to the stage. She sported a fresh black eye and a thick lip. Salem came out after her. Taking up his seat at the side of the stage. At a nod from him the music started, O'Neil flinched and then began to dance, stiffly at first her face bright red with humiliation and embarrassment.

She danced as she had been told, legs apart gyrating her hips bending her knees slowly as she twisted her body, Her breasts forcing her uniform jacket to bulge, The dildo picked up the music and began to slowly massage and pump up her ass. She could hardly bring herself to look at the crowd, The bright lights blinding her as she slowly began to unbutton the front of her jacket.

The crowd went crazy surging forward shouting and screaming for her to get her tits out. She undid the last button and let the two sides fall open displaying her taut blouse with it's prominent wet patches over each stiff nipple. O'Neil couldn't help it she was warming to the dance her hips had begun to fuck with the dildo.

She danced sensuously, humping to the beat. The room went wild! Still dancing, she bent forward and shimmied with her huge, bound tits, her fingers went to the necktie and undid it throwing it to one side she danced back as they're hands came perilously close to grabbing her tits.

She undid the buttons of her blouse until her tight cleavage was showing, running her hands sensuously over them, feeling her teats throb and ache as her fingers stroked and teased them.

She ran her fingers down her sides dragging her skirt up and opening her legs wide feeling the dildo tug at her insides. groaning as it pulsed and fucked her, tickling her cervix. The music changed the dildo began to stab and gyrate fucking her ass as she danced making her hips begin to hump harder as the crowd shouted and jeered.

O'Neil undid the rest of her blouse and dragged it off showing her big taut ballooned tits she touched and stroked the sides of them slowly squeezing the flesh until milk dribbled out of each. She brushed over each hard stud with her fingers feeling them ache and harden.

Her belly was as tight as a drum, her cunt sopping, she couldn't believe what a slut she had become, she needed cock desperately her cunt was on fire, She pulled on her teats shuddering as her whole breasts reacted. She went forward toward the men at the front of the stage, Cowboys, farmers, off duty servicemen. One woman in a black basque and thigh length boots, a red head.

She stayed just out of reach stiffly jiggling her naked tits only inches from their faces. Her nipples were rigid and so erect aching to be kissed and sucked, dancing before them in all her glory before the entire crowd.

She let them paw her and grab at her bouncing tits. She danced back out of reach. The music stopped. She looked around bemused her body vibrantly sexed up.

Salem had a microphone.

"Sit on the chair O'Neil, NOW!! Legs open face the front!"

In his hand was the remote. She turned finding a low level sturdy wooden chair there, She complied.

"Pull your skirt up Lieutenant show them your cunt BITCH!!"

She did dragging her skirt up to her flat belly, showing them all her pouting excited twat lips, Thick, creamy juice oozed from between them. Her Viagra enhanced clit stood hard and thick out from it's hood. Already huge her clitoris lengthened and thickened, until it lifted up, twitching and began beating like a cock.

All she could see were all they're expectant faces. Her clitoral foreskin rolled back from the knob of her clit, leaving her achingly sensitive, cherry sized button exposed to all those hungry mouths. Her nipples springed. aching hard. She jolted as the music began again, the dildo began it's ass aching dance again.

"Frig your cunt Lieutenant show them all your wet hot pussy!"

Her fingers went down and she did slowly tracing her cunt lips with her fingers, she arched her back as hard delightful shocks shot up through her belly. a small stream of pussy juice was already drooling from O'Neil's hole. Suddenly before her was the large red haired woman. She knelt before her.

"Gentlemen this is Delores, you all know Delores!"

There were cat calls and a round of applause.

"Delores why don't you show Lieutenant O'Neil what you do best!"

Kneeling quickly between her legs, The big red head spread her labia and forcefully squeezed the hood of O'Neil's clitoris, pulling it up and down over the wet, swollen head of her clit.

O'Neil was so sexed up she was helpless and responded immediately, moaning and whimpering with each stroke and pinching her own nipples between her long fingers. Without interrupting her work on her clit, Delores slid the index finger of her left hand into the pink wetness of her vagina, causing her to moan loudly.

Slowly, she rimmed the opening, pulling at the tight muscles that guarded O'Neil's cunt entrance. A second finger followed. O'Neil stared at her lost in lust as her strong digits pushed into her warm flesh and penetrated up to the third knuckle. Delores felt her muscles relax slightly. The tightness of her opening, no doubt from her excitement and the girth of the dildo up her ass, surprised her, but also excited her, as well.

Her fingers slid in and out rhythmically, pulling at her inner lips. The added pleasure of her penetration was beginning to bring O'Neil to orgasm, and Delores knew and slowed the attention she was giving to her clit in order to prolong her vulnerability.